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entrancelogs2014-07-12 04:15 pm
how many ways to get what you want
Who: Hector Barbossa (C-2, age 18) and YOU. Also Tony Stark (2-1, age 16) and you.
Where: All over event week.
When: The entire freaking event.
Rating: PG-13 with teen!punk!bb!Hector's mouth.
Summary: Catch-all for Tony and Hector during the event. Replies will come from flytheflag (Hector) and bratofiron (Tony).
The Story:
HECTOR:
a: [The good thing about having a class that can't agree on anything at all, and thus ending up with something lame like the rest area, is the fact that Hector can fuck off any time he wants, and no one will really notice. Or care. Which is good, because it's not like he was going to actually put in any work or anything. Why would he? The idea of a stupid festival is lame, and he absolutely has better things to do.
Which is why he can found on the roof, a lit cigarette dangling from the fingers of one hand, an open flask in the other, as he dangles his legs over the side of the building. He still has a hangover to work off, and boy does his appearance (never along the lines of anything like the uniform code to begin with) show it, with his matted red hair sticking up in every direction, his shirt ripped and untucked, and mismatched socks showing beneath the hem of his pants.
Though if asked nicely, he might share what he's got in the way of contraband substances. Might.]
b: [During the festival itself, Hector can be found lurking (when he's spotted at all) around the haunted house, fortune telling set up, and the art exhibit, and as far away from the rest area as possible. He doesn't actually participate, though he could most definitely be easily browbeaten persuaded to do something if someone were so inclined.
Not that the fuck you vibes and go to hell stare really advertise that.]
c: CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE!
TONY:
a: [The haunted house. Really, considering Tony himself and his own personal hobbies and interests, the class couldn't have gotten a better assignment. Because a haunted house? Needed monsters. And Tony? Needed something to keep his nagging old man off his back with proof he actually is doing more than being a little smartass in class because he can. And, hey, there's gotta be karma points in it for him if he helps make this the best haunted house ever, right?
He's surrounded himself with tools, unidentifiable parts in a heap, cans of paint, and more, hunched over something that might be vaguely humanoid in shape, though what the finished project will be is anyone's guess. He, of course, won't hear anyone approach, with his headphones on, and it's actually loud enough that the lyrics to "Paranoid" can be heard clear across the room.]
b: [During the festival when not running back and forth putting out small mechanical fires and working quick duct tape fixes on his monsters, Tony can be found stuffing his face at the onigiri booth or wandering around waffling between the fortune telling (because that's likely to just end badly) and the karaoke lounge, because that is really, truly, actually awful. Whoever thought that was a good idea either needs to be thrown a party or clubbed over the back of the head.
He's getting great blackmail material, though.]
c: CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE!
[ooc; Brackets, prose, bring me your children.]
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[ She can sympathize with that, to a degree. While Alice tends to wander off, as always, she values education greatly. She isthe scary quiet type and she likes it that way, often passing people like Hector here more than others. The misfits, as it were, are ones that Alice seems to get along better with by far. ]
I don't particularly take their threats seriously, anyway.
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For the record, however, he can totally envision her as queen of the bats or something else equally creepy, though he doesn't say so aloud, instead opting for another drag and watching her through narrowed eyes.]
I might be reaching here, but I'm going to go out on a limb and guess I don't either. Considering.
[He gives a little salute with the flask, before take a swallow.]
What are you doing up here, anyway.
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Then again, Alice has no room to judge, considering. She does pull out her sketchbook at the mention of her purpose for coming up here. ]
I can't concentrate on my drawings.
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One last puff on the cigarette and he flicks it out over the grounds. They can add littering on to everything else. Watch him not care.]
You draw, then. [Not so much a question, as a flat statement.]
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[ Why would she get on him for smoking? Or loitering? Alice finally decides to sit, only because she doesn't plan on moving anytime soon. Of course, it is with a heavy distance away from him. She does this with everyone, he is no different. ]
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Do ya now. [He's not even sure if he really cares, or is just making conversation, since that's what you do when you skip class to sit on the roof. To not is the height of delinquent rudeness.] And so you figure this be the best place to be doing that, then.
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[ She's joking, mostly. Mostly. She just may even find herself in detention from
having a smarry mouth or back-talking someone. All these things she does and more. ]
Really, do you want to see that happen?