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Post by LIAM HENDERSON on Nov 22, 2011 0:22:29 GMT -5
Hum dee dum. So, today wasn’t that bad. He didn’t get lost today—it wasn’t a first but it was fucking rare. Jamie would be proud at least. Granted Liam hadn’t gone very far, and he was starting to finally understand the concept of landmarks. It was even better when those landmarks consisted of a Mickey D’s. and there was no way that Liam could deny the growing rumble in his stomach. He was a few quarters short of being able to afford cigarettes after he crammed two quarter-pounders and a large fry into his mouth. Which meant he’d have to return home, scrounge for change or ask Jamie.
It sucked, but it was well worth it. Liam sucked on the end of a straw that was going into the largest cup that McDonald’s had to offer, filled with the fizzy awesomeness that was Coke-a-Cola. De. Lish. He felt sort of bad that he had gone out initially for cigarettes, and instead stopped to grab something to eat without bringing anything back for his roommate. Maybe he’d make it up to him by making his special baked mac’n’cheese. Could never go wrong with Mac, right? Either way, Liam was happily looking for his landmarks to lead him back home when he spied something rather special.
A miracle, if you will. George Washington’s face staring straight at him on the sidewalk. He came to stop at it, one hand in his hoodie, the other holding his drink which was still at his mouth. He blinked at it from behind the glasses he didn’t particularly need, then looked up and around. No one was patting their pockets. No one seemed to be looking for anything. Was this true? Too good to be true! That dollar would provide the extra missing fifty cents he needed for his nicotine addiction. As well as giving him an extra fifty-cent profit. Awesome!
Liam shrugged, and took another sip of his drink while he had a staring contest with George. Finally, Liam blinked, losing the game while he leaned down to pick it up.
And heard a really. Fucking. Loud. Rip.
Fuck.
Tags: [/color] Zelda / Eli / Olley / LiamNotes: IloveLiamOutfit: Colorful today!Song: Lying Is The Most Fun A girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off by Panic! At The Disco[/left][/size]
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Post by ELIJAH LENSKA on Nov 30, 2011 23:19:52 GMT -5
In the space between us, lies between us, I saw, I saw fireworks,and leaves and a whirlwind of impossible territory.Sometimes I dream that you'll see me [/i] [/color][/size] and you'll agree that we can be . . .○ ○ ○ It was common knowledge that Elijah Lenska liked the occasional prank a bit more than the normal person.
It wasn’t that he was cruel. Eli was a rather neutral creature, when it came right down to it. Well...maybe a bit of a chaotic neutral. But, nonetheless, he had no real mean streak. He just liked a bit of fun, and giving people a start was a good way for him to get a bit of his inner mischief out of his system; there was a part of him that was still only about fifteen years old.
He’d spent the entire morning imagining the perfect prank to play. He had books of them, of course, big three-ring binders full of his ideas (though not all of them were pranks, and, nowadays, a lot of the binders were crammed full of magic lessons from Ariel). However, he knew that, today, whatever he picked had to be absolutely ideal. Just the thing to cheer him up, seeing as he’d been having a dreadful sort of week. And he wasn’t sure if he would have his rent money together on time. So that was a bit of a problem, too.
Either way, Eli knew himself well enough to know that he needed a bit of fun right now, or he was going to melt down.
As he took pranks surprisingly seriously, Eli had put a great deal of thought into the “ripped pants” trick that he would be performing today. It was a classic, one that was somehow funny every single time, and something that hardly required a great deal of setup – only a dollar bill and a scrap of fabric, both of which Elijah had lying around the house. (He’d been making something earlier. He wasn’t sure what yet, but Ariel seemed to have an idea. Right now, it looked more like a very bad patchwork quilt than anything else, the damn spirit.) So, eager to have a laugh, he had gathered these things, put on a jacket, and left his apartment, tingling with excitement at the prospect of finding a victim.
And it hadn’t taken long.
A mere ten minutes after Eli had placed the dollar on the ground and climbed a nearby tree to get himself out of sight, a young man about his age had wandered right on up to the bill. He watched as the boy hesitated, and then – oh, joy – begin to bend over.
Elijah ripped the piece of fabric in half with an utterly mischievous grin, and immediately burst out into laughter at the look on the boy’s face.
○ ○ ○ I don't know what we'd be.[/i] [/center] WORDS: 432TAG: Liam!NOTES:[/color] Oh, Ariel.LYRICS: "Impasse" by Lulu and the LampshadesCREDIT: Zelda, yo. For use only by Elijah Lenska.
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