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jaws5sonofjaws) wrote2011-06-19 11:35 am
jaws5sonofjaws) wrote2011-06-19 11:35 am
Entry tags:
- event,
- fatherfield,
- jacob,
- mart vineyard,
- mayfield,
- oc,
- rp
BITE #6 - SON OF A SHARK
[Father's day is a bit of a bitter time for Mart on account of his own father, the primal arch-god of the ocean Leviathan, being absent for most of his young life. Also, it's making him homesick for his mother.]
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Around the house, you can find Mart sulking. And in town at various public hangouts (The park, school, etc.) you can also find him sulking, possibly while eating.
Action:
Around the house, you can find Mart sulking. And in town at various public hangouts (The park, school, etc.) you can also find him sulking, possibly while eating.
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U-um...
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Would you mind turning off custom comment pages? ;u;
Ohhh no what are you doing! Those a-aren't for eating!
[He seems honestly horrified on behalf of the poor goldfish.]
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Well.
I'm gonna do it anyway.
[Jaws opening wider...]
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[He sighs, looking defeated.]
W-well, at least do it quickly, you're... you're scaring them.
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Hey, you got cuttlefish here?
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U-um... n-no, they're really too exotic for a little place like this. Why... why do you ask?
[don't turn colors don't drip ink don't make it obvious
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Deep fried with dipping sauce.
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U-um well oh look at the time!
[He checks a watch he doesn't have.]
It's, uh, it's time for my break, so you just, you just enjoy y-your, um, l-lunch there and I'll just... l-leave you to it...?
[Aaaand backing towards the back exit. Quickly.]
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I know you got cuttlefish here somewhere, I can smell it all over you.
I could really go for a bite of that.
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Really.
[And he's just going to slam the door to th back room in Mart's face. Because only employees are allowed back there and clearly Mart will follow the rules like an upstanding citizen.
Oh god who is he kidding where is the nearest window]
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Coem oen man, I am a potentially paying customer and I demand to know where the delicious cuttlefish is!
So I may give it a home.
In my belly.
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We d-don't have any c-cuttlefish not any ever anywhere--
[Mart, he's just spat a gob of ink across the room in sheer terror. Wat do?]
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Well I'll be damned.
Just be glad you didn't ink me, cuttleface.
[Going to step closer, grinning much wider than before...]
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[Like it'll do much. Daniel backs up as far as he can until he hits the wall. Oh no oh no. He's died before here, of course: when the Angel possessed him and then oh-so-nicely ripped his skull in two. But it's still a very, very scary thought and he'd really rather it didn't happen.]
U-uhm, look, I could... t-take you out to lunch, buy you s-some calamari or... or something just please d-don't eat me...
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[THE MELODIOUS BELL-RINGING OF YOUR RESCUER ARRIVING DANNYBOY]
Why the fuck haven't you done my laundry yet, bitch? I'm out of fucking socks!
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Do you mind?
I'm just about to have lunch.
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Annie he's trying to eat me Annie and your laundry is b-behind the counter I was g-going to drop it off after work but that is not the p-point p-please tell him I'm not edible p-please... please...
[Now excuse Daniel while he just shuts down, sinks into a fetal position on the floor, and quietly goes 'eeeeeeeee']
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Plus, all I was gonna do was gnaw his legs.
They'll grow back.
I saw it on animal planet.
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Ilikemylegswheretheyarethankyouverymuch!
[He also may or may not be camouflaging to match the gray concrete of the walls and floor. It doesn't work, since of course his clothes don't change with him, but it's a start.]
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Besides, if you eat your feelings you'll get fat and then we can't be friends anymore because you'll look like that asshole I hate.
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[Mart pauses a moment. A fat asshole she hates? It could only be one guy...]
Hey, this guy wouldn't happen to be a Nazi Bastard, would he?
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I beat the shit out of him, gnawed his leg, bit his arm off and beat him with it, and he still wanted to go and was egging me on!
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[Hey, Daniel just made a noise that wasn't a sob or a continuous whine of terror! Forgot he was there, didn't you, fellow zoo jews?]
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Literally.
I bit his arm off and beat him with it and he laughed!
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[Oh man does he feel dizzy. And that wasn't even a bad attack. That was just a bit of whimpering and horror.]
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... [pokepoke daniel with her foot] You dead down there?
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And don't worry, I didn't even touch the cuttlefish guy.
He just smells like he'd taste good witha side of fries.
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[Aaaand sitting up. And fumbling in his coat for a small bag of purple planty stuff and... a pipe. Because after an experience like that, he needs a smoke. Don't judge.]
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[speaking of hypocrisy, you now have Annie's 100% undivided attention right now homeboy] What are you doing.
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Did getting high off that suttf have something to do with you being all cuttle-like?
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[Jeez you guys are jerks.]
It h-helps with my anxiety, w-which getting nearly eaten obviously triggered.
[Just gonna. Stand up and smoke dat pipe. Haters gonna hate. Also he might purposefully blow his bright purple opaque smoke at Mart's face in a fit of passive-aggressive and useless revenge.]
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Can I get a hit of that?
That shit would totally help me relax.
[Sharing is caring, you guys!]
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... If you get your own pipes.
Though I d-don't know why you'd want it. It's not a hallucinogenic or anything. It really doesn't do anything but make you calmer.
[Really. It's a boring drug with a snazzy color, that's all.]