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tis the season
Well, well, look who came crawling back. Thanks for another shitty year full of shit for brains and and psychopaths. They just keep piling on, don't they?
By the way? Tell those assholes enough already. ONE of my father is bad enough. We don't need more of him popping up. It's bad enough I'm stuck with you and your shitty ideas all the time.
By the way? Tell those assholes enough already. ONE of my father is bad enough. We don't need more of him popping up. It's bad enough I'm stuck with you and your shitty ideas all the time.

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[ This could also be said about a said father. Some assholes just keep coming back and he'll be the first to agree that the world doesn't need anymore Weskers. ]
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[ He, for one, certainly dislikes sharing the spotlight with anyone and is not above including his own self -- version of himself -- among those competing for, and otherwise interfering with his ambitions. ]
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With some luck, so too the odds of you falling to your demise has increased -- the sooner the better.
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Sorry to break it to you [except he's really not.], but I've been told that before. Get some better material, jarhead.
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Maybe with 'some luck' you'll all get launched into a volcano together -- again.
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You really got a way with words. And here I was beginning to like you.
[ He lets out a sigh. Sometimes you just have to pick and choose your fights, especially when it's with some punk-ass kid. Whoops. ]
I'll keep that in mind.
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Sounds like you're having fun. Yet here I am and here you are and I wasn't invited to the party. You cut deep, huh.
[ She obviously thinks she's being funny but it's that same kind of awful humor that she and her friends are known for. It's too bad that he's part of this group now. Gotta adapt better. ]
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Hey, look who it is. Long time no see Capt. [salute] Yeah, real 'party'. [and one hell of a year.] I'm getting real tired of my father popping up with his lapdogs. First the lady, and now the shit for brains with the big ass knife. Nevermind that trigger-happy psycho in the uniform. I don't think even you would have wanted all that shit, SOA, but I'll remember to hit you up next time hell rains down in pairs and I got a free sec.
[he's slowly adjusting to the lifestyle and she might even be growing on him -- might. he can throw a joke here and there, sometimes, usually paired with a shit ton of sarcasm. there's always at least one in every fam.]
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Ugh, you know what my name is. At least come up with a cute nickname based on that. Guess you're playin' me yet here I am, not messing with you. Be nice if you showed me the same consideration.. [ She likes to think it's her with the big ass knife. That she's Special in some way. Desired. ] Pull all the bullshit you'd like, you know I've got your back -- and not just because of your lineage, you smartass. You know I... like you. That it's... it's about you. That no matter what, I've got your back. Will protect you.
[ Sure, Chris is alright! But take the best aunt/mom. Jill would do anything for him. Even if it meant lookin' like a doofus. ]
Even if you're not okay with it. That to me, you matter. Even if you're gonna tease me and shit.
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Who said I was messing with my second favorite person in the world?
['cute'? how do]
Sorry, I dont do 'cute'. [even if his mun's pushing for "jillybean" -- stop being a little shit Jake and just say it.] My dumb mun's got something, but I don't think that shit flies in this place, and I'd never say it, so here we are. Plus, I've kind of gotten used to the name I already got for you, Miss "I want a different nickname" Valentine.
What? You actually would want to sign up for this shit or something? I was just saying, no need to get all... emotional. Look, I know you're not just another jarhead out doing their job. There's history and... as fucked up as it is, my father brought us together. I owe you [guys] too.
[Chris is not alright -- n e v e r. he actually prefers Jill like a gazillion times more. just saying.]
Keep talking like that and I'm gonna start thinking you got a crush on me or something, Valentine. [was that a-- did he just-- well, it was an attempt.]
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But she'll straight-up cut him if he calls her jillybean. ]
Yeah, yeah, I know. You're a tough guy. [ Though she was close to calling him a cupcake, she opts instead to take the highroad. ] Ugh, fine, whatever. Just remember you've brought it on yourself.
[ He's only doing it because she doesn't like it. She knows he's playing the contrary game. Not that she's trying to play a game of liking it to get him to stop, she's just shrugging it off. ]
...hm. [ All that cute, sweet shit. She's going to ignore that and go in for the easy kill. ] What's with kids your age and liking older women? It's funny, but you're like what...? Fourteen?
[ Unfortunately she does think she's pretty funny with that one. ]
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[w o w]
... Seriously? Think you got that one backwards. I was saying how you were the one with the crush. What are you like 50 and already forgetting shit?
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[ Honestly, the moment of pause is delicious? She savors it like a fine wine while he seeks out something that will cut just as deep or at least get a chuckle out of her. It does none of these things other than make her smile wider; eyes stretching with the grin. ]
Born in '74 so I'm getting there. Why? That the only way you're into older women? Heh.
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With a click of her tongue, Alex feigns concern. Crimson lips curl into a backhanded smile and her eyes glimmer with a just a hint of curiosity and malicious intent.]
Come now my dearest little nephew. After all of these years of not having your dear father around, you are quite the lucky little one to now have multiples of him.
[There is a pause - deliberate, and just enough for her to slowly begin to pace around him. Alex will stop at a safe distance of course, but close enough to get just under his skin. Her voice lowers for what she is about to say next:]
Wouldn't you agree?
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[ He's used to Jake and his "too cool for school" attitude, but he knows deep down the kid's got a soft-spot when his head's not up his ass. ]
You know, you don't always have to be such a [ shit for brains yourself ] smartass all the time. 'Tis the season' after all.
[ There's your cue to play nice, Jake. ]