roger that.

atticus theodore james \\ royal dutch \\ captain

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leochcn:

knowing that it was probably a bad idea, leo stepped in between the two before things got worse. “let’s all just relax, okay.” leo looked back and forth hoping that one would walk away. not too long after, the other person walked away and he turned to the other. “no drunk is better anywhere. what’d he do? bump into you?”

     “that ugly mug’s been actin’ like a jackass the more         he knocks ‘em back ! ” 

  the snarl turns to face this new  extra  guy.  fuckin’  pricks. growing   up with a   b i t c h  of a mother only taught him that alcohol wasn’t   an excuse at all to throw shit at some other people. sure she never   hit him, but -- she might as well have. 

      “dickhead-- --should’ve just let me clock him once in the face.”

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julia-hartman:

       “ it’s okay. ”

   the blonde watched him take the cup back as she quickly    took some of the notes away, to create some space for the    guy. she really wasn’t too bothered by his actions, but the    fact that exams were coming up weren’t exactly helping her    mood.

          “ it’s fine, really.                    just slightly stressed out. ”

       “-- finals?”

   god it’s been a while. college came and went for him,     with hair pulling nights and teeth  grinding  days--  at    least here in amsterdam getting high was a little more    accessible.

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kjudes: 

it wasn’t the first time a guy had gotten overly friendly with her despite her turning them down, but it was definitely the first time someone had actually called the perpetrator out like this. with the way things were going, she was going to end up right in the middle of a bar fight, and frankly, she didn’t think it was worth it. ❝ atti–– ❞ she called for his attention from behind him, tugging his arm lightly. ❝ atti come on, let’s just go. ❞

      he’s snarling, but he leaves with her. giving him a black eye wasn’t        about to make him less of a creep, and she’s right. those punches        weren’t  worth   getting  kicked  out.  all  that  matters is that she’s         fine. but still, tugging him away quickly wasn’t too easy. he  stares        the other down for another couple of seconds before  backing  off.        atticus was only worried about who the next poor lady  would end        up being --he wasn’t gonna stop  till  he  got  his  ass  kicked.  atti         knew what guys like these are like. 

       he takes a deep breath. “you okay?”

       “-- -- guys like that are fuckin’ jackasses when they drink.”

       he musters up a dry laugh. 

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      “ you better take a damn walk before i take that bottle and           smash your fuckin’ face in with it --! ”

   and you’d think the people here would be better drunks than the ones    back home -- at least the drunks back home could hold out for longer    than thirty seconds in and a flippin’ jello shot. atti snarled at the  other,    teeth bared and brows furrowed.     

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                         Don’t you see?                        I spend so much time                         fighting monsters                           because I’m so                                scared of                           becoming one.

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julia-hartman:

        “ excuse me, could you just PLEASE not put your coffee cup on my notes? ” julia quickly took her notes from the table of the small cafe, where she usually spent her time after lectures to finish up, and clearing up her notes. of course, it didn’t really help when it was very crowded and someone decided that her notes would work extremely well as a coaster. 

      “fuck sorry. didn’t mean to.”

   hastily, he grabs the coffee cup back toward him. the man    just needed to redo his shoelaces, not be an unnecessary     dick at eleven in the morning. 

      “--didn’t mess it up bad, i hope?”

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sullivanmock:

clearliquors:

BOLD what applies to your muse.

PLACE IN SOCIETY

financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty.

medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged.

class or caste: upper / middle / working / slave / unsure.

education: qualified / unqualified / studying.

criminal record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no.

FAMILY

married - happily / married - unhappily / engaged or betrothed / partnered / single / divorced / separated.

has a child or children / has no children / wants children.  

close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased.

orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent(s).

TRAITS + TENDENCIES

extroverted / introverted / in between.

disorganized / organized / in between.

close minded / open-minded  / in between.

calm / anxious / in between.

disagreeable / agreeable / in between.

cautious / reckless / in between.

patient / impatient / in between.

outspoken / reserved / in between.

leader / follower / in between.

empathetic / unemphatic / in between.

optimistic / pessimistic / in between.

traditional / modern / in between.

hard-working / lazy / in between.

cultured / un-cultured / in between 

loyal / disloyal / in between.

faithful / unfaithful / unknown.

BELIEFS:

monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic.

belief in ghosts or spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in an afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in aliens: yes  / no / don’t know / don’t care.

religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious.

philosophical: yes / no.

OPINIONS

pro-choice / anti-abortion /  doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-marriage / anti-marriage / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-death penalty / anti-death penalty  / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-drug legislation / anti-drug legislation / doesn’t know or on the fence.

left wing / right wing / middle / doesn’t know or on the fence.

SEXUALITY + ROMANTIC INCLINATION

heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual.

sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favourable.

romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favourable.

sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious.

potential sexual partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all.

potential romantic partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all.

ABILITIES

combat skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

literacy skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

artistic skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

technical skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

HABITS

drinking alcohol: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

smoking: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. 

other narcotics: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

medicinal drugs: never / sometimes  / frequently / to excess. 

indulgent food: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess. 

splurge spending: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

gambling: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

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vanessaalesci:

“is it strange that, even after having been here for a year now, i’m still obsessed with the beauty of this city? but the thing is, there’s so much to explore and i’m afraid that i haven’t seen it all yet. is there anywhere you would recommend?” the female inquired, a visage of curiosity dominating her features, as she desired to explore the city further - every nook and cranny - despite having exhausted all of the tourist hotspots suggested by the information office & the tourist guidebook.

          “idunno, what do you like? i mean--”

   he takes a second to peer over at her face, but  it’s  only  a  couple     seconds  that  he  could  handle.  atti  wasn’t  used  to  reading her     features in  the  ( l i g h t ). in  fact, he  wasn’t used  to meeting her     out and about this  early either.  but  a  friend’s a  friend and if  they     wanted coffee in the afternoon he’ll at least try. 

   cramming his fingers into  the  pockets of this darned pair of jeans,     he fights the urge to fidget. caffeine jitters and the need to smoke’s     the only thing he could properly focus on. 

           “--you’ve already seen the prettiest thing in             the   netherlands,  if  pretty’s  what   you’re             searching for ! ”

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alistacr:

      ‘ yes       stay like that, please, ’ alistair said, looking through his camera at the other one, posing in front of the lens. he was trying to get his portfolio together & he needed to shoot portrait pictures of people. and boy, he hated doing those things. he always felt self conscious shooting other people. with things like buildings or nature, he was completely fine with that, but capturing real persons was just hard. 

                           “-- fuck.”     mumbling through pale lips, he pulled the cigarette back in for     a quick  drag.  atticus didn’t need some  w e i r d o  taking any     of those touristy pictures of him & then getting him to buy em’      after. just his luck, klm set him  up in the middle of tourist land     to live.      t w o    s e c o n d s.    breathe in, hold it right there.      nimble  fingers  pushes  the fag back out into the crisp air. his     lungs burn. 

           “look brother -- i don’t need the picture.”

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     { hey there my fellow lovlies! my name  is chelsea and i’m so sorry for posting        this little thing so late. last night when i  got  the  acceptance  it  was  just  a        pretty rough night; the cat was screaming && i had like two presentations to        prepare and 2 more essays to write and  one  report  so  like  ye-- college is        knockin’ the wind outta me. enough of my rambling, i’ll get to the point!! my        activity’s gonna be sparse until the 15th or 16th of may  cause  thats  when        hell’s  over!!   oh !!   and  i’m currently 19 going on 20 and am in the gmt+8        timezone. anyway, i know what yall are waiting for, so                    HERE’S A LITTLE SNAPSHOT OF ATTICUS THEODORE JAMES }

he was born on the fourteenth of december, in the middle of a hot flash during the winter. his parents should’ve known it was a sign. their little boy was gonna grow up against the current of the world.

he was ten when his parents split. his parents got joint custody until he was thirteen.

his pap passed in a car accident when he was thirteen. 

his mother lost her job when he was thirteen.

he grew up against all odds, from the prejudice he gets because of the colour of his skin to the crap he had to face for being less. poor. doors slammed in his face left and right, from school opportunities to career ones, from getting a doughnut or getting a friend. 

but he grew up against it all anyway. left him a little bitter towards society & the system that was made to be rigged against him and those like him. 

he learnt to adapt, to become tougher and to take no shit from nobody. 

in other words, to stand his ground and stay rooted in what he believed in or he’d be swept away by the undercurrents of everything that was meant to weed him out of society. 

when given the opportunity to learn to fly, he took it. a father of a friend found atticus fascinating -- and in turn, gave him a chance to learn something he wanted. something practical, useful, good for him. flying didn’t make sense at first. 

but after getting his bachelors in engineering at ucl on scholarship (and countless of comments like ‘you only got in to meet race quota’ or ‘its so rare to see guys like you here’), he found his way into the books of commercial airlines. 

british airways at first after graduation, now he’s with KLM. 

he’s forever indebted to the man who took a chance on him when the no one in the world would. 

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