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Ollie is just gonna. Slump on Hiro. Work is hard. Thankfully he weighs less than Baymax, which is saying something.

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@technoheart
Ollie is just gonna. Slump on Hiro. Work is hard. Thankfully he weighs less than Baymax, which is saying something.
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“Ohhh... Shit.”
He’d been caught! The younger Junker, still wearing patches on his belt that denoted his ‘gang’ affiliation in Junkertown, had finally been noticed by the ones he’d been tailing.
“Erm...This... isn’t what it looks like?” He tried to stammer out. “Look, I ain’t here on anyone’s agenda but my own!” God, this was gonna be hard to explain... After all, who was gonna believe him if he said he as a fan of two of the most notorious thieves in the world...?
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thats the kind of thing i would love to just have in a little jar on my shelf so that when people came over they would be really unnerved by the mysterious shifting blob i have in a flask and i would refuse to acknowledge its existence
@technoheart
NOTICE!
so like a terrible p5 player I have mismanaged my time horrendously
Tomorrow I have a written driver exam, and a final today ( well a practice final but it may as well be my final because I won’t be at my real final ).
And that leaves me with roughly 1 and ½ days to pack for my trip out of state. So I guess that means all new blog stuff will be on hold until I get back on the 15th. all current replies will be worked on and put in the queue. I’ll probably be around on mobile but we’ll have to see since I don’t think I get coverage where I’m going.
So uh SEMI-HIATUS MODE ACTIVATE?
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“You really think you can run with the big dogs, sugar? I think you may just be in over your head.”
“Am not!”
He was a tough little snot from the outback, and still beat up after being apprehended by Blackwatch. But he wasn’t about to let some punk cowboy looking shithead try and intimidate him.
“Don’t you start shit with me, mate. I won’t let ya talk down to me!” Which was difficult considering he was nearly a foot shorter than Mccree...
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technoheart:
↳H I R O:// “No kidding?” His surprise was enough for Hiro to forget all about teasing Ollie over being distracted, the younger teen’s interest piqued. “That’s a pretty clever work-around, ‘though… how’re you gonna pick up anything from classes if you’re working, dude? Seems to me like they keep the janitors pretty busy, it’s a big campus. Still–”
Hiro shrugged, not wanting to nitpick lest his comments dissuade Ollie completely from his endeavors. “I can loan you my books and notes, if they’ll help. Plus they do seminars that’re open to the public sometimes, you don’t gotta be a student to sit in and listen!”
“...I talked to the people in charge. They said since I was ‘disadvantaged’, they were willing to give me a chance. I just gotta take remedial classes at night for basic dumb shit like reading and writing, but all the math and shit i should be ok on...” Basically, they were gambling on the idea that a child from the outback would turn out to be gifted and get them a lot of publicity...
It was gonna be a rough couple of months, even years. “...I’ve survived being out in the streets with no food and learning to survive .Im’ sure I can manage. I don’t wanna ask yer help, since y’got your own studies to do.. .but thanks. The textbooks oughta help...”
I left this knife guide in the kitchen section of a retail store.
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pocketsystem:
. “Don’t mention it,” Stash would repeat. Still eating. The other guy had gone too fast. Hopefully he wouldn’t throw up… but he didn’t have a lot. Leaving a lot of food left over. Stash could pocket it for himself, without the use of a fridge. Man, but this guy was really making Stash remember some older times. If he hadn’t had help now and again, he would have been miserable. “You wanna take any of this with ya?” he asked. “Don’t think I’ll be able to carry it off on my own, so… yer good.”
“...You mean it? I mean, I couldn’t possibly without repaying you somehow...”
He was saying this as he stuffed a bunch of containers into one plastic bag. “But if you insist, Ill just take what I need and be on my way... Well...” He paused in his packing. “... Nah, I can’t do that. I owe ya a favor.”
Ollie knew he couldn’t do uch but... he wanted to repay the other’s kindness SOMEHOW...
thecalamitykid:
A big bang that killed and poisoned the land… Hate between two groups of people… At it’s core.. What Ollie was describing was a lot like what happened in Kid’s world. Guess they could bond over something in common, though both terrible.
“It’s alright. I don’t mind sad stories… Mine is pretty sad too.” Kid stated calmly. The teen sighed and then sat down near the other. May as well share his own life story… Well a part of it.
“Where I come from there were two races. The Caelondians from Caelondia, like myself, and the Ura from the Tazal Terminals. We were in an era of peace since the last Ura-Caelondian war and all seemed okay on the surface… But most of the Caelondians really didn’t like the Ura or trusted them. They wanted ta make sure another war would never ever happen…” Kid paused then to collect his own thoughts. He couldn’t believe what his people had done.. What they believed was a greater good. It was disgusting.
“They created a powerful weapon. One that could wipe out all of the Ura… No Ura then no more Ura-Caelondian wars… That’s how they thought.. Tch. The one who had help create the weapon was an Ura living in Cealondia… And of course once he learned as ta what the others were plannin’.. He got mad an’ made the thing blow up in their faces instead… We called what happened then: The Calamity…. It broke the world apart and turned everyone that was too close to the blast into ash. … I got lucky an’ survived ‘cause i was too far… In the end… Only 4 of us survived. 2 Caelondians and 2 Uras.”
Another long sigh. “Looks like we got quite a lot in common.”
He listened to the other’s story, and he could almost see it in his mind’s eye...
Once he was done, though, he rubbed his face again... “Mmmm... sounds like what happened where I lived. Except... One side won. They won, but they were left with the damages that they made...”
He sighed deeply. “Mmmmm, sorry. I’m just a lil tired out. That was a hell of a story you told though, Kid.” He smiled at the other encouragingly... “Haven’t actually eaten anything a bit...”
technoheart:
↳H I R O:// “Yo, Earth to Ollie.” Not for the first time, Hiro waved a hand in front of the other boy’s face, trying to catch his attention despite Ollie being clearly distracted–and maybe a little on edge, if Hiro was reading him right.
Hiro wasn’t one for fussing about others, but seeing how restless his friend seemed to be was likewise something he couldn’t ignore. Ollie was made of sterner stuff than the young Hamada, so if he was feeling anxious, something had to be up.
“Pagin’ Dr. Dumpster Diver. Y’read me?”
“Huh?!”
He looks up, startled. “shit, sorry. I uh. I was thinkin’ of other shit...”
Ollie sighs deeply, smiling gently. “Sorry ‘bout that, Hiro. I just...” He rubbed his face. “...Was thinkin’ of how I didn’t really go to school so i can’t get into that university that you attend, and i thought of a way to go without having to actually apply as a student.”
The former Junker grinned. “I went and applied for a janitor job. Because who knows garbage better than me?”
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PSA:
Just because I’m not replying to our thread, or your starter doesn’t mean I don’t want to roleplay with you. I’m just slow. Somedays I can write a fucking book, somedays I can’t even write my own name. It’s in the drafts I promise I am just slow as hell.