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@alltheyoungpunk
d0keshi:
… Kinda what? Ugh! Don’t call me that either, it sounds mad creepy.
………………….. Right. Well. Thanks, I think.
Yeah I know! Fuck, I’ll just call you Detective. But then people are gonna know I’m talking to a cop which isn’t too good for my reputation... that’s not your fault, though, I guess, so don’t get upset about it.
d0keshi:
Old!? I’m not old.
… Did you miss the part where I’m not really going to arrest you? You kids and your persecution complexes, jeez.
Really? You look kinda... okay, whatever, young man.
Well yeah, you’re not gonna arrest me now. Because of my points. But like, I’m just saying, I hear a lot about the police force being corrupt. You look a little too nervous to be corrupt, I guess, if that makes you feel better.
d0keshi:
Yeah, uh… I was kidding.
Dismantling the monarchy…? That’s… I’m pretty sure that’s just destruction of public property. But I mean… Both of those things are pretty illegal, probably, if that helps any.
Why are you bringing me down, old man?
There are murderers and crazies out there you cops could be chasing, I’m such a small fry compared to those freaks.
d0keshi replied to your post: Emotions are for ugly people.
First of all, what did I ever do to you to deserve such cruelty? Second of all it’s Detective Adachi, here to arrest you for being a huge jerk.
Isn’t that like a waste of police time?
Damn, you cops, you’re always wasting your time on guys like me. This is just like that time they tried to slap me with a drunk and disorderly for pulling down that Burger King sign. I was dismantling the monarchy, man.
Emotions are for ugly people.
“You must be one sensitive son-of-a-bitch, then…
“...Who are you?”
Your hair is really damaged, I’m talking fucked at the ends. Not split-ends but like divorced-ends.
“Man, I don’t even… I don’t even know how to respond to that. That’s not even remotely fucking true, man. I take care of my hair, I like, shit, condition it every time I wash it, use those hair masks and shit. My hair is fucking soft as a bunny rabbit; it’s perfect, there’s not even- I can’t even believe you would just- who even are you to just come up in here…”
WILLAM BELLI SENTENCE STARTERS.
❝ I need a nap and some dick. ❞ ❝ Emotions are for ugly people.❞ ❝ I won’t admit it, but I’ll silently agree. ❞ ❝ BFFL? Burger french fry lemonade? ❞ ❝ Your head looks like a croissant, I wanna smash it! ❞ ❝ Your tone seems very pointed right now. ❞ ❝ Pomegranate? Girl, it’s fuckin’ pink. ❞ ❝ That’s some shady shade! ❞ ❝ Rock, paper, fucked up! ❞ ❝ You little weird elven Kate Blanchett bitch. ❞ ❝ Girl, ‘forlorn’? That’s barely a word anymore. ❞ ❝ Bitch better not say 'whence’. ❞ ❝ I can clock a weave from across a county, bitch! ❞ ❝ I’m just trying to get a window seat on the way to Hell. ❞ ❝ Your hair is really damaged, I’m talking fucked at the ends. Not split-ends but like divorced-ends. ❞ ❝ I wish your dog would bite your mouth off. ❞ ❝ 'She’s got a lot of personality, guys love that.’ Yeah from behind. ❞ ❝ Hold on, let me look in my bag and see if I can find a fuck to give.❞ ❝ There are so many unanswered questions.This is like Prometheus. ❞ ❝ See ya at the flu shot line, bitch! ❞ ❝ I’m trying to bring attention to one of my favorite causes which is me. ❞ ❝ Eat a whole bowl of fucks. ❞ ❝ I have a very handsome face, and there’s nothing wrong with that.❞ ❝ You would be really cute if you didn’t talk or have a face. ❞ ❝ You put this on the internet? ❞ ❝ Sweet potato my ass! ❞ ❝ Never wear something you can’t run from someone in. ❞ ❝ -coughs- Oh fuck, this is how Les Mis started. ❞ ❝ If you’re not pretty, flaunting your wealth is all you have. ❞ ❝ You need to learn about six colors. Red, blue… and four more. ❞ ❝ And you’ll paint with all the colors of the hood! ❞ ❝ Look at those gums! It’s like a whole pack of juicy fruits! ❞ ❝ Redheads will die out by 2050, they’re a recessive gene. So get 'em while you can, and keep them under glass. ❞
"Yeah, I have a lot of questions. Number one: how dare you?"
"Uh," he scratched his head, glancing around the room for a possible escape route from the little angry one, "that’s… not even a full sentence, right?" At least if he stalled there was a chance for Naegi to become distracted before he realised the full extent of the damage Leon had caused.
"I hate so much about the things that you choose to be.”
"Yeah, that’s what makes me so punk, you know?” Leon nodded, wide-eyed and serious. “But not all of it, right? It’s not like everything you are is so fun for me, either, Fukawa-san… don’t get all offended, though! I just mean, you’re kind of… gloomy, you know?”
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear, I’d never guess how we ever coulda got here. You can say what you say when the lights go down, So shake, shake, shake, and shut your mouth.
LEAVE ME A SENTENCE FOR MY MUSE'S REACTION (THE OFFICE EDITION)
"Don’t fall in love with me, kid."
"I hate looking at your face. I wanna smash it."
"I’m sorry I misinterpreted our friendship."
"Does that include "that’s what she said"?"
"I think green is kind of whorish."
"Always the Padawan, never the Jedi."
“You could be hot, too, if you made any effort at all.”
"Did I stutter?"
"I’m sorry about your cat."
“It has to be official, and it has to be urine.”
“I was just… I’m in love with you.”
“You can’t fire me, I don’t work in this van.”
"You already did me."
"Why you always gotta be so mean to me?"
"Tonight might be a convenient night for us to have some intercourse."
"You couldn’t handle my undivided attention."
"I hate so much about the things that you choose to be.”
"You know what. I had a great time at prom. And no one said "yes" to that either."
"I’ve done a lot more for a lot less."
"What part of "shorn’t" don’t you understand?"
"I can’t really imagine you yelling at anyone."
"I’m just gonna skip the what and go right to why."
"Just pretend like we’re talking until the cops leave."
"I miss the days when there was only one party I didn’t want to go to."
"Of course I’m serious. And don’t call me Shirley."
"This is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do in my entire life."
"I will grant you one wish."
"Yeah, I have a lot of questions. Number one: how dare you?"
"Was that hot or what?"
"I can’t believe I started the fire."
"What was the worst part about prison? The dementors."
"Their breadsticks are like crack."
"They say you only live once, and I’m about to prove it."
"I know about your diabolical plan."
"Ever since I was a little kid, like eight or nine, I could sort of control things with my mind."
"BFD. Engaged ain’t married."
"You don’t know me. You’ve just seen my penis."
"Looks like there’s gonna be a clean up on aisle five."
"Desperate times call for desperate measures."
“Remember on Lost, when they met the others?”
"Who do you think you are?"
"Every little boy fantasizes about his fairytale wedding."
"There are two things I am passionate about: recycling and revenge."
If it was just a joke then it wasn’t a very good one. And he’d only confirmed her suspicions that he was messing with her. Touko scowled, not prepared to relax for a second around this guy. So what he said next just made her feel even more apprehensive. She stared at him for a moment, not sure that he was serious. Was he really going to wait here with her? She didn’t know if she wanted to cry out of frustration or just give up and go home.
But she couldn’t. She’d promised.
"Y-you can’t just… D-don’t you have anything b-better to do?" She muttered, sullen. Obviously not. If he was this annoying all the time she doubted he had many friends. Was that why he was harassing her? How sad. Rather than voice any of this aloud, she chose to glare at the floor instead. Maybe he might develop telepathy and realise how pathetic he looked right now. It was probably a good thing that he wasn’t seriously trying to impress her.
Her bitter train of thought was put to an abrupt stop when he spoke again. She looked up at him, surprised. Was this still a joke…? He was still making fun of her, wasn’t he? He probably didn’t care either way whether she took a seat or not. He wouldn’t care if she stayed there all day. She’d just met him, so it wouldn’t matter if she stayed until her legs gave out. Rather than hurl any such accusation at him, she just glanced back down at her feet. “I…” She began, unsure. Would it make things worse if she refused? But then, what if she agreed and he took it as an invitation to carry on being weird…?
Finally she shook her head, resolute. “… I can’t! I’m… I h-have to s-stay here…” She didn’t offer any further explanation. She didn’t expect someone so simple to understand her motivations.
Wow. Leon wondered who in his flat would be able to spend a prolonged period of time around someone who was being so rude. He was just trying to be nice- that's what people did, he thought. They were nice to people, they made friends. He couldn't wrap his head around why she was so adamant to refuse any invitation to say more than half a stuttered sentence to him. He didn't have to stay and put up with this, but he didn't want her to think she could just come into his kitchen and be rude to him. He'd play this game if he had to.
He pursed his lips at her question, shifting back to sit more firmly in his seat, arms draped over the back and sides. It wasn't even 10am yet, if anybody wasn't in class they were more than likely still asleep. Obviously she was aware of that, otherwise neither of them would be stuck in this stale-mate conversation. He ran through a list of snippy, witty responses in his head, wanting to shoot back the perfect answer- but when he opened his mouth he forget all of that. A quick moment of mouth-open-and-no-sound and then, "Don't you?"
Nice.
For a moment, he felt a little bad when she glanced down at the ground like a scolded child. Maybe he had been a little harsh on her. Maybe she was just put off by his enthusiasm, maybe she didn't mean to be rude. And then she answered, and he shook all of those thoughts out of his head. Maybe she was just... weird? But he couldn't say that. He didn't want anyone to think he had done anything to upset her, especially since he still didn't know which person he was going to have to live with that-
Oh God.
What if she came over more often?
This was potentially the most painful first meeting he'd ever had, and he was torn. If he could just get her to relax, maybe it wouldn't be so bad next time he saw her! But if he just gave up and agreed to go elsewhere, then he wouldn't be suffering now. Giving up wasn't very punk rock, though.
He sighed. "Listen, Fukawa-san, whoever you're waiting for doesn't expect you to be a statue. They're probably pretty aware that you're a person and not a doll, y'know? When somebody says 'wait here'you're still allowed to move!" He fixed his eyes on her face, hoping the message would get through and she'd act a little more normal, but at this point he was pretty certain she didn't have a 'normal' setting.
"can you believe the zoo wouldn’t let me borrow their white tiger?"
"You know, I actually can believe that. I think there’s probably a policy on borrowing animals from the zoo! Especially ones that can eat people! What do you need a tiger for anyway?”
"I think the stage will look great with just you on it. You, alive, not eaten by big cats!"
"You know what, you’re right, Naeg! I’m loud enough without cats! Thanks!"
This guy was so… so noisy. She wondered if he was always this bad and suddenly she felt like her flatmate situation could be worse. Sure, the girls across the hall could be just as noisy at times, but at least it wasn’t a constant. At least it wasn’t… this. Touko felt herself recoil slightly once he’d returned to the counter and continued staring at her. He’d finished his cereal, why was he still here?
Sighing, she glanced back down at her phone. Maybe she could text for help…? But who would she message? Celes would be asleep, no doubt. And she’d likely just tell her to come home. She couldn’t possibly text Byakuya whilst he was in class - she wouldn’t want to get him into trouble or something. And anyway, there wasn’t anything he could do about it from there so she’d just be making a nuisance of herself.
Before she could ask anybody for help, he was talking to her again. Touko stared at him for a few moments, not sure she was registering what he was saying. “H-huh…?” What was this? Some kind of horrible pick-up line? Her expression soured. “W-why would I be w-w-waiting for you…?!” Her voice raised a little higher than she’d hoped and she cringed at the way she fell all over her words. But how else was she supposed to react? She was stuck all alone in here with this creep.
Once again, she glued her eyes to the ground, feeling more than a little self conscious. This had to be some kind of joke at her expense. Why was he picking on her? Didn’t he have anything better to do with his time?? She had been happy to keep to herself, why did he have to ruin this for her? Rather than pose any of those questions to the annoying redhead, she just emitted another loud sigh, clasping her hands together.
"I’m j-just… There’s s-someone….." She trailed off, face burning. This was way awkward; not to mention none of his business. She didn’t owe him an explanation! Well… she probably did, this was his kitchen too, after all…
She was so... he didn't even know the word for it. He thought she was mousy at first, but now he was pretty sure that wasn't the case. She was just very closed off to him. To be fair, they'd only just met, so he didn't blame her for not wanting to spill her life story to him, but he couldn't wrap his head around why she was being so difficult here. He thought people at college were supposed to be more outgoing! It was getting to a point now where he just wanted to groan and give up, but giving up wasn't very punk rock at all. He pressed on, the smile falling from his lips but his eyes remaining focused on her face.
He drummed his fingers lightly against the counter-top while she stammered. He thought about telling Mondo about this whole ordeal later on when he saw them, immediately aware that his friends would just laugh and mock him. Actually, they probably knew all about this mystery girl. He'd probably walked right into the worst possible situation here! He was beginning to get lost in his thoughts when she spat out an answer and yanked him back to reality. "Woah, relax, it was just a joke!"
Holding up his hands to show he meant no harm, Leon dropped his gaze to the counter top. She could be pretty loud when she wanted to be, he thought. He admired that. "Alright, cool, you're waiting for a mystery guy. I guess I'll just wait around to see who shows up then!" He was joking, but he was beginning to realise she probably didn't know what one of those was. He didn't care too much to tack it on the end, though. At least he wouldn't be surprised if she had a choking fit trying to cough out a response this time.
Moving around the room, he flopped down on one of the tattered, stuffing-less old couches that came with the flat, peering up at her curiously. "Are you going to sit down, or just stand around all day, huh? Your feet are going to hurt by the time anyone actually shows up!"
"can you believe the zoo wouldn’t let me borrow their white tiger?"
"You know, I actually can believe that. I think there’s probably a policy on borrowing animals from the zoo! Especially ones that can eat people! What do you need a tiger for anyway?”
It seems less punk and more glam, doesn’t it?
"…I can’t have a lion on stage okay it’s hair will upstage mine. Tigers were the next best thing."
"can you believe the zoo wouldn’t let me borrow their white tiger?"
"You know, I actually can believe that. I think there’s probably a policy on borrowing animals from the zoo! Especially ones that can eat people! What do you need a tiger for anyway?”
"For punk rock, Naegi! Come on!"
"did you just make up a theme song for yourself?"
The way she said it kind of made it seem like a bad thing. Actually, the way Fukawa said most things to Leon made them sound like bad things! But still, she was actually the party starting the conversation for once, which was a feat in itself. He was kind of pleased.
"Um, yeah? All great musicians have to start somewhere, Fukawa-san!"
He smiled broadly at her, but in response she turned her head away and glared at him out of the corner of her eye. Damn, she made it look like his music was dirty or something! He folded his arms and furrowed his brow at her before an idea struck him and his lips curled into a mischievous smile.
"Are you jealous, Fukawa-san? Do you want me to make one up for you, too?" He jumped into an air guitar position, swinging his arm around to strum the imaginary instrument. "She's got pigtails~! And glasses~! Probably even goes to all of her classes~!"
