Because it bears repeating...

[abitofawildman]

Look, it's not that I don't appreciate the attention, because we both know that I do. I'm flattered that you've taken an interest in an old man such as myself, and it speaks volumes of your impeccable taste.

However, you do realize how screwed you're going to be this time next April, right?
When this clever house of cards you've built for me inevitably turns out to be nothing what-so-ever like what my actual life looks like.

I could have kids. A wife. Far fewer daddy issues.
You have no idea, because you thought two references and all of ten seconds of screentime would make for an awesome character concept.

I'm not saying you're wrong in your assumption, I'm just trying to warn you: You're about to get Joss'd.

And hard.

But if you're okay with that, then I guess I am too.

Comments

[refreshmymemory]

It's impossible to talk to them. Once they make up their minds it's like bam badluck central.

[abitofawildman]

Tell me about it, kid. Tell me about it.

Of course I'm not sure what will be worse, my mun being wrong...or right.

[refreshmymemory]

If they're wrong you'll probably have a lot more stress on your hands.

[abitofawildman]

Stress I can handle. Smug superiority I've got less of a tolerance for.

[refreshmymemory]

[ Snooorts ]

Well if they get too out of hand... for a few yuans I might be able to help.

[abitofawildman]

Is that right.
Do I get to know the nature of this help? Or is that on more of a need-to-know type basis?

[refreshmymemory]

My methods are a little... different. You may not want to know.

I was wondering if I could ever play off one

[savedtheworld]

I'm sure your dad's a lot better than you think. What's a Joss?

Well then, let's find out! :D

[abitofawildman]

[Bumi. Just. Stares.]

lolol excellent

[savedtheworld]

Is something wrong? You kinda look familiar, somehow.

[abitofawildman]

... I have that kind of face.

[savedtheworld]

Really? What's your name by the way? I'm Aang!

[abitofawildman]

[He seems to ponder over this for a second or two, his considerable brow furrowing in thought. His Mun has warned him on several occasions about mucking with Space-Time.

After what seems like a good ten count, he finally gets around to responding.]

I know, we've met. Just...not yet. I'm Bumi.

[amonfire]

The silver lining to this is no one thinks you're me anymore.

[abitofawildman]

That could have been handled sooner had my idiot brother called in the Second Fleet instead of the kid's.

[amonfire]

Not for lack of trying, really.

[abitofawildman]

If I'd known then that you had my family in custody?

There wouldn't be enough of you left to bury in a Fireflakes box.

[amonfire]

Something about brothers leaving little left of me but embers has lately become a reoccurring theme in my life.

[abitofawildman]

Couldn't happen to a nicer guy.

[markofthebrave]

Well - then I guess you'd better make the most of it?

[OPTIMISM. That's what she likes to hear, strange man.]

[abitofawildman]

Oh trust me, I intend to-...

[He turns towards the new voice and freezes. ]

[markofthebrave]

[Instant concern at that cut off sentence.]

Are you all right?

[abitofawildman]

Yes ma'am.

[He chooses that moment to try and flatten the many cowlicks, to no avail.]

[markofthebrave]

[...okaaay.]

Are you sure? You look a little... [nervous? sick?] off-course.

[abitofawildman]

Startled. I prefer the term startled.