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Post by trevor linkon on Jan 20, 2008 22:41:07 GMT -5
"Yeah, that's usually the kind of gifts I receive for my birthday. I don't actually get stuff, I just get great memories..." he said, laughing himself. He wasn't embarrassed about his stories or his friends. He loved them to death and he always would. He listened then as she came up with another one. He listened carefully and nodded as she asked if he'd seen or knew of the newer version to parent trap. Yeah, of course he'd seen that. Who hadn't? It was a great movie. His eyes watched her as she spoke, and a large grin spread across his face as he thought he knew what she was going to say. When she said it he just busted out laughing. "I knew that what you were going to say! Ha! That's so great. I had a friend over one time, and we ended up popping one of the two air mattresses we were supposed to sleep on, so we had to share one. The horrible thing was, my basement leaked because it had been raining really badly. We woke up, and no lie, we were floating in my basement. He and I freaked out because at first because we both thought we were dreaming, but when I pushed him off, he knew it was real." he explained with a laugh. That was a true story. You could ask his dad-- no wait. You can't... but Tyler would remember it! "We were like, seven though, so I was a lot smaller..." he said, just making sure she knew it wasn't recent. Him and another guy wouldn't be able to float like he and Tyler did all those years ago.
The male wrapped his arms around his ribs as he floated there in the water. That was insane. He didn’t even really remember what started all their crazy stories, but it was great. He loved telling stories, especially when he found someone who had stories as great as his. He ducked under the water one last time, and then pulled himself out. His fingers and toes were getting wrinkly, and he couldn’t stand it. He loved being in the water, but when his skin started to prune up like this, it bothered him… Just another one of those things that you can ask about, but do not question.
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Post by jaydn martin on Jan 20, 2008 22:50:15 GMT -5
"Aw... the poor little kid !" she said when she stopped laughing again. She would have freaked out if she had fallen in water right after she woke up. She wasn't a morning person until after she had her sugar. Before that your life was in your own hands if you messed with her. "Your skin get all weird and wrinklely ?" she asked as he got out of the pool. She didn't see how he could have stood to be in there for so long anyway, after a while her eyes burned and it bothered her too much to stay in any longer.
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Post by trevor linkon on Jan 20, 2008 23:04:43 GMT -5
"Poor little kid? What about poor me? Man, he would have done the same to me if I hadn't beat him too it." Trevor said with a laugh as he grabbed the black and red towel from off the chair a few seats down. He patted his body dry, and wrapped the towel around his waist to dry his swim trunks. He adjusted the towel a bit, not liking if it was pulled too high up on his body. He set it just below his hips and then looks at his hands. He laughed softly as she asked that. "Yeah, I'm like the monster from the black lagoon or something." he said as he held his hands up to his face and stuck out his tongue in a crazy Gene Simons expression. His tongue wasn't quite long enough to go as far as Gene Simons, but it was pretty long. He could touch above the tip of his nose with it.
"I love the water, whether it's the ocean, a pool or what, but I hate when my skin gets all wrinkly. It's the weirdest thing I swear..." he said with a laugh as he set himself down on the chair beside her and examined his fingers. He picked at some of the black nail polish on the nails, but after a moment just ended up cracking his knuckles and removed the tall from his waist. He ruffled his long hair with it, and removed the tall again. The stringy locks were no longer dripping or smoothed back neatly. They looked pointy and sharp as though he'd just spiked it out with some hair spray and gel. He needed a shower, a blow-dryer and his hair spray if he wanted to fix it. He hated that feeling when your hair was dry, but it was thick and greasy because of the chlorine. Luckily though he'd been the first in the pool so it was just chlorine in his hair.
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Post by jaydn martin on Jan 20, 2008 23:15:17 GMT -5
"That would explain the bodies," she said about the creature comment while she laughed at the Kiss impersonation. The looked at his hair when it was all ruffled but didn't say anything, just smiled. She had a feeling he had hair issues. "You know, I think everyone's just lucky our friends aren't in the same state. Cause I have a feeling that if they ever hung out, no one would be safe," she said, only half kidding. Her friends wew bad enough and the way he talked about his, they sunded alot alike. The authorities would have a crisis situation on their hands. Mental pictures of flaming barns and short-sheeted beds filled her mind. That would be freakin' awesome.
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Post by trevor linkon on Jan 20, 2008 23:47:05 GMT -5
"You see, that's my secret identity. When I kill a victim, they knew the killer was from the black lagoon." he said with a smirk as he dropped his hands and hid his tongue back in his mouth. He spoke in a slightly quieter voice, now that the pool was inhabited with others. His eyes looked around for a moment, almost as though he was selecting another 'victim'. She hasn't seen him with hair issues yet. Hair issues were usually pretty early in the morning when it wouldn't cooperate with him and just ended up turning out to be hell. Those were hair issues, just right now it was wet and wasn't as soft as he would have liked it to be. His hair is usually really soft because of the shampoo and conditioner he uses, but the chlorine sucked the moisture right out of his hair and gave it a dull, hard texture.
"Yeah, I kind of get that feeling too. It would be one hell of a party if everyone got together though." he knew everyone would be risking everything if his friends and her friends all got together in one place. It would be a statewide disaster. There would be explosions, fire, injuries maybe, too much alcohol consumption and a serious lack of clothing. He didn't tell those stories, because usually they got pretty out-of-hand.
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Post by jaydn martin on Jan 20, 2008 23:56:44 GMT -5
"You trust me with your secret identity ?" she asked in a shame, shame tone. "Didn't they teach you anything in super-villian school ?" She thought about what kind of party that would be."That'd be insane. People would be turning up months later in different countries. Then again, we'd probably blow ourselves up by the end of the night," she said rolling over so her back could get tan too. It would be an awesome party though, even with the trouble they'd all get in. It'd be worth it. But she always thought every party was worth it so her opinion didn't really matter. "So, are you the craziest of your friends when you're drunk or is there someone else?"
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Post by trevor linkon on Jan 21, 2008 0:06:50 GMT -5
"Pfft, I was so bad; I killed all my teachers in super villain school. Don't you know anything?" he said with a laugh as he stretched out on the bench. His tall body fit well, with only room at his sides to spare. He was a skinny dude, but he was tall and took up the length of the bench. "Hmm, I know I'm pretty insane, but I would have to say that the next runner up for craziest would be this kid named Danni. He can drink though, holy god can he drink. We called him the Blackout King, he used to drink so much, that he'd pass out, and not remember anything the night before, but he always woke up in the strangest places. I mean, hell, one time he woke up in a teacher's office! He'd screwed our history teacher that night and none of us knew because she was at the party like one of our friends! I mean... she was young enough. It was the weirdest thing for us all to go to class the next Monday... Oh my god..." he said with a laugh as he ruffled his hair again, making it all the way dry now. It hung in all directions and was pretty messy, but he ran his fingers through it and straightened it out a bit. "Danni is usually pretty solid about choosing not to drink that much anymore since that night."
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Post by jaydn martin on Jan 21, 2008 0:23:16 GMT -5
"Sorry, guess I have alot to learn about being evil. But my evil cackle's coming along pretty well," she said in an apologetic tone. She laughed at the Blackout King and the history teacher. "I'm not either. It's this girl named Jenny. She has one drink and that's it. She picks a fight with everybody. She tries to start stuff and it's funny as hell. She just says insane things she thinks will make you mad and then starts trying to push you around to get you madder. The funny part is she's tiny. She's like five feet, tops and can't way more than 95 pounds. Then she gets all sad and talks about how much she loves us all. It's the craziest thing I've ever seen. And she's totally normal when she's sober, all mellow and go with the flow." she said.
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Post by trevor linkon on Jan 21, 2008 0:39:39 GMT -5
"Yeah, you have a lot more to learn before you hang with the pros." he said with a grin. "Hmm, evil cackle is good for a beginner, but make sure you work up a maniacal laugh. That'll get you places." he said with a nod. Hell, a lot of good rock songs had maniacal laughter in them. He loved Ozzy Osbourne's laugh, which was awesome. "Oh wow... She sounds like an escaped mental patient haha, but most of my friends including myself probably are future mental patients. Due to either foreseen brain damage or just everything we do will get us locked away... I'm unstoppable when I drink. I can't keep my hands off of people and supposedly I'm the life of the party. Everyone says I beg for attention and do the craziest stunts to get the attention. That's a little scary actually, but everyone says it's true. There was only one time I remember actually doing something crazy enough to get hurt. Everyone says I jumped off a roof because someone thought I wouldn’t do it and landed on the metal springs a trampoline, but I don't remember. All I know is that I woke up in the ER with three broken ribs and a dislocated arm... It was the worst morning-after I had ever gone through. But it’s me to not be able to say no to a dare, even when I’m sober. After I healed I tried the same stunt again and things worked out fine."
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Post by jaydn martin on Jan 21, 2008 1:02:41 GMT -5
She agreed with his thing about Jenny, the girl was insane. "I'm on the waiting list for the funny farm. Do you have any idea how long it takes to get in one of those ? You better go ahead and apply now. " Her eyes widened when he talked about the dares. "I do the same things. But I usually do it when I'm sober. Apparently whenever I'm drunk I just get mad and sit in the corner and sulk. My friends provoke me, of course, but apparently I act like a five year old who got scolded." she laughed. "But when you're as cool as I am, you're the life of the party anyway." she added jokingly.
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Post by trevor linkon on Jan 21, 2008 1:16:27 GMT -5
"Oh man, I've been and back already. I'm on the waiting list for my second one." he said, a grin stretched across his face. "They thought they cured me, let me go and then I killed more people." he said, covering his mouth with a hand as if to show that he shouldn't have admitted such a thing. He laughed too as she said that. "Wow, I do a lot of dares when I'm sober as well, but if I do them when I'm smashed or something I land myself in the hospital. I have been to hospitals too many times... I couldn't even count how many..." he wasn't bragging when he said that either. He didn't like going to the hospital, because it reeked of death. "Haha, as cool as you? Puh-lease..." he said with sarcasm practically dripping off his words. He'd just met her and already he loved hanging out with her.
Jaydn was friendly and seemed just as crazy as him, especially when provoked to do stupid things. Like he'd said before, if their friends all got together, it would be the most kick ass party of their lives... that is, if anyone lived through the night and was able to tell about it.
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Post by jaydn martin on Jan 21, 2008 1:29:41 GMT -5
"Don't worry. I won't tell them you've started hiding people in the pool and eating them again," she said in a confidential voice. "You know too much about the crimes I've commited. It doesn't really matter anyway, you're only a figment of my imagination." she said in a dead serious voice. "For me it's not the hospital it's the little police station. But I talk my way out of it and say that it'll never happen again. And it doesn't . I can honestly say I have never done the same stupid thing twice." she said solemnly. "Really they all think it's funny. Some of the younger ones congradulate me when I do a really bad one. They think I can't hear them laugh when they shut the door." Them when he said the sarcastic remarks about her level of coolness, she just laughed. "Don't give me that. I'm awesome and you know it."
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Post by trevor linkon on Jan 21, 2008 16:47:15 GMT -5
He nodded as she spoke in that confidential tone, but then said it wouldn't matter that he knew because he was only a figment of her imagination. Her tones were dead serious, and still he nodded. "Just continue thinking that and everything we'll be alright." he said and listened as she spoke of the place being the police station. Yeah, he'd been there a few times... "Ahh I see. I've been there and back as well. My dad was a cop so I got off pretty easily. I knew most of the guys that worked there and half of them hung out with me on their off days. I had more friends on the inside then I had that were my age." Trevor spoke with a laugh. It was cool that he knew all those guys, because he got off really easily and it wasn't a pain in the ass being in the cell for the night. Usually the guys would ask him to join their poker game when he was the only one in there. It was pretty cool to have a cop dad sometimes, but when he got mad it wasn't.
"I only go along with your coolness because you're still a new villain. It's just pity." he said with a shake of his head as he grabbed the black Samsung phone off the table. He opened it up to find the text messages and no missed calls. He replied back to each of them rather quickly for he used the auto spell. Sometimes it was a pain when it didn't know a word he was spelling, but other times it was a lot faster then pushing the button three times to get the letter you want.
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Post by jaydn martin on Jan 21, 2008 16:57:42 GMT -5
"They totally loved it when I did something insane. It gave them something to do. Half the time they didn't even call my aunt, we just sat around and watched TV for a few hours until I'd "learned my lesson"," she said making air quotes. She looked at the back of her arm and saw that it had tanned as well. "Turn time !" she said rolling over and closing her eyes. "So the people in my head pity me ? I need to get back on my medication pretty soon. The illusions are starting to think for themselves."
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Post by trevor linkon on Jan 21, 2008 17:08:39 GMT -5
"Nice. I wasn't quite that lucky. If my dad was in a good mood I got off without warning, but he always knew when I went in. He worked practically everyday and if he wasn't out in the streets he was filing paper work when I was hauled in. He never said anything to me though. I think that was scarier then when he was actually yelling at me..." he rolled his eyes slightly as she shouted out again that she had tanned, but simply said turn time. He laughed softly and watched her for a moment as she spoke of needing to take her medications. "No. If you do that I will cease to exist! And then who will talk to you? Huh? It won't be me, I'll tell you that right now..." he said with a very serious voice as though he would really disappear if she started herself back on her medication. The cell phone vibrated against his stomach and he picked it up to text back another quick message. It was his cousin, asking how the trip was. He said it was alright, and then he was asked what alright meant, and he explained to the younger male that he was dumping bodies in the hotel's pool and then eating them for dinner... He knew without a doubt that the other would freak out and probably not text him back. If you told that kid that gullible was written on the ceiling he'd look up just to check. He was the funniest kid ever, but definitely not the brightest bulb in the box.
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