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museboxingring2016-01-23 09:39 pm
standingonmyneck) wrote in museboxingring2016-01-23 09:39 pm
DARIA OPEN POST 2016
1. Post a dude.
2. Can be from a game (Empirica or Withstand) verse.
3. PSLs all welcome here.
4. We can plot out all of the basics on Plurk! But this is the free for all open post, let's have fun! It's a Sick, Sad World. Let's enjoy it.
Prompt Ideas:
Insomnia
ROAAAAAAAAAAAD TRIP!
We're best friends, let's do friends stuff.
Is this some computer geek's idea of a good time?
Enter a home.
General nonsense.
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Something was still off though, some kind of wedge in the air between them. An...air wedge. Something like that. Whatever. And they aren't going anywhere in any hurry, not with this traffic.
"Did I ever tell you about my friend Donnie? He was my best friend's Rapheal's brother, and he was a Brain. Like...a Super-Brain. Like...the school made him promise not to make a nuclear bomb for the science fair kinda Brain. And I hated the guy!"
Casey only kind of knows why he launched into this story, but now he can't be stopped. "The dude picked apart everything I said, or did, or...ate, or whatever! Seemed like every time we were in the same room we were in each other's faces, all cause we-"
Liked the same girl. But even Casey wasn't tactless enough to admit that at this point. Besides, April was back in NYC.
With Donnie.
"-didn't see eye-to-eye. Anyway, we fought for months, until one day, this asshole rams into the party wagon with his giant muscle car and speeds off, a little chip-n-chase, you know? So I hop in and try to chase him down, but he gets away. This goes on for weeks, He keeps ramming it while I've got it on the street for repairs!
"Then Donnie comes up, luggin' a huge gym bag full of batteries and wires and tells me that Raph told him about what was goin' down. I tell him to get lost at first and go looking for the road creep myself. He challenged me, after all. Code of the road and all.
"...It takes me a half hour, I find the guy and he knocks me and the van into a hydrant. Next thing I know, Donnie's pulling up next to me on his moped, and I finally have to crack and admit I can't stop the guy without him. So we rig up all that stuff to the back bumper..." He's starting to laugh. "And the next time the guy bumps me, it spot-welds the fenders together! And we totally locked the transmission so it was completely impossible to move the van!"
"...Then he got out of the car and beat the crap out of us. Lost the fender and the fuel pump."
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It caused her to pause, and listen to the whole thing. She was great at listening.
What a story, you could write that and make it into a book. Probably. Or at least a very bro style teen movie. It was very odd to hear about some guy who sat with you in this car used to dislike someone similar he claimed to like being around.
His shining moment when he liked brains? Or when he realized there was more to brains than intellect and awkwardness? It was probably both.
She smiled again.
"You know, and I'm sure you noticed this too, but I judged you pretty quickly," she stated to the fact. "I was a bitch when you didn't deserve it."
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"Ah...It's cool. Proved you wrong in the end, right?" It was Casey did best: proving people wrong who underestimated him. And it was possible that he'd underestimated Daria himself, because he'd taken her more as a challenge than anything else and maybe that wasn't fair to her.
But then, maybe she wouldn't be sitting here next to him if he hadn't. The traffic was starting to move a bit more steadily, the cars filtering away from the main road. They were actually moving again.