Shit Happens

"Everyone else comes with a lot of static, but him, he’s clear as a fucking bell. Says he’s a Magician. That’s… That’s all that I know about him. That and everything that he taught me is real and it works... Let’s just say life wasn’t exactly nonstop fun growing up. That’s why I love that voice. Saved my ass so many times, he’s basically my only friend. Yeah, right up until he sent me to a lab to help, and then that thing walked in through the mirror." Penny from The Magicians. Traveler. RP blog. Connected to shuffledrpg.

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

ofalltimc:

“– You’re telling me. I mean…if people didn’t die on rollercoasters, I’d get it. Kinda. Still wouldn’t want to go on, but I’d get it. But people literally die on them. Why do they keep…no.”

Penny shrugged. “I don’t care and honestly? If they want to die that way, let them. I really couldn’t give a shit even I tried. All I know is that I’m staying away from this and will probably laugh at the ones who regret having gone on them in the first place.”

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

bluceyeswhitedragons:

“The only one whose time is wasted is MINE. You’re paid to be here. I suggest you act like it.” Turning, Seto’s elbow jutted out, clipping a stack of books and knocking them to the ground. Pausing, Seto glanced down at them, lips curled into the most obvious of smirks, “I suggest you pick that up quickly. Someone might complain about the tripping hazard.”  Setting off, Seto walked towards the exit. This place obviously wasn’t up to his standards.

Penny just raised his eyebrow when the other stalked off. He shrugged and went back to his work - he had more important things to do then get annoyed with strangers.

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

ofalltimc:

“– Yeah. Kinda sucks the fun out of the ride version, living the real thing.”

Penny nodded, “Tell me about it. I don’t understand the need to go on rollercoasters, I’ve got enough crap in my life without this bullshit.”

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

ofalltimc:

“– Doesn’t mean I have to like it. I don’t get why people willingly put themselves through that.”

Penny shrugged. “Some people think their lives are too boring, so they create thrills for themselves. Personally, I think it’s bullshit. I’d love to walk up to any of them and trade my life with theirs.”

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

joannabcth:

“still doesn’t help me find a tour guide.” she pointed out.

“That’s what Google is for. Do you know Google?”

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

ofalltimc:

        {{ open //

Eyes widening, Wash couldn’t help but feel a little daunted by the ride in front of him. It was a little ironic that he, a literal space marine, should be disconcerted by heights, but then again, maybe that made it make even more sense. The point was, “– …Uh…that’s high.”

“No shit. That’s the whole point.”

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

joannabcth:

“and considering i don’t even know where i am, in what world would i know how to find someone whose job it is to tell me about the town?” she pointed out, brows raised.

“Considering that I at least told you a place, you should know where you are now.” Penny replied, raising his own brows. 

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

rubyiisms:

“doesn’t  that  concern  you  at  all?”

“Not really, no.” Penny shrugged. “There are worse things than smells.”

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

bluceyeswhitedragons:

Now Seto could understand having to deal with morons, both on the phone and in person. He knew perfectly well what kind of mood it could put someone in. Generally speaking, Seto was in a ‘bad mood’ even on his best days. Even still, he had a great distaste for anyone who couldn’t do their job properly. Vent your frustrations out on the phone, sure, but that attitude should be wiped the moment a new customer came. If he was Seto’s employee, he’d be fired in an instant. Especially when the person he was speaking so brashly was Seto himself.

“Do you always speak to your customers like this?” he started, eyes locked on the other in clear disgust. “Your customer service is extremely poor. You’re the first person the customer base sees when they enter here. Any regular customer would turn around or complain. Both, actually. You’re the face of this library and I’d suggest you realise that before you run this place into the ground with your shit service. And, for the record,” narrowing his eyes, Seto crossed his arms, “I never ask stupid questions. I just receive incompetent answers.”

During the rant of the other that Penny really did not give a fuck about, he merely leaned back in his seat, letting the other vent. He did not have any patience for this. Not today. Not ever. “Are you done waisting my time? If you have any complaints, there’s a lovely box over there at the exit.” 

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

tombokopolli:

Tombo smiled sheepishly, trying to look as non-confrontational as possible. “Oh, uh, I was just wondering if you had Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions in stock.” HIs hand moved to rub the back of his neck. “Which I guess could be a stupid question, considering I could look myself, but I just figured you’d have a better idea of where to start.” 

“Which horror movie did you just save from the wrong hands?”

Penny just raised his eyebrow when the other one started talking. “It’s not the stupidest question I’ve heard all day,” he gave in while he started typing into his computer. “The idiot mother wanted to rent IT for her kid to watch. It’s a horror movie including a clown creature.” Penny sighed. “We’ve got  Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions in. It’s over with the novellas, I’ll take you there.” 

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

duvallislost:

”Yikes, IT might not be a remotely good children’s flick.” Emma raised her eyebrows in reply, surely the horrors of real life were enough for children. At least for now. “Oh, well, I’m afraid I’m fresh out of intelligent questions for the next few weeks probably.”

With a deep breath, she smiled. “I’m Emma Duval, I, uh, just moved in. So I’m not really sure where anything is. I was wondering if maybe you could help me out?”

Penny let out another small sigh. Great. More questions. “As long as you’re not going to ask me if we have more books with pictures in them apart from the children’s books or the art books, you’re good, I suppose. What do you need?”

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

joannabcth:

jo raised her eyes. she was more than used to rudeness, growing up in a roadhouse for hunters, she spent her life among the roughest of the rough. “great. thanks for the reluctant help.”

Penny just sighed in response. “At least you know to thank someone.” He said. “You’re welcome. Any other questions you might have, you should direct to someone whose job it is to answer them.”

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

Penny sighed. It was not his day and it didn’t help that he had been pulling extra shifts at the library to make up for the time he had missed. It also didn’t help that people were being even more stupid than normal.

“No, IT is not a children’s movie just because there’s a clown on the cover. Jesus.” He ranted on the phone to someone before groaning and hanging up. Looking up from the reception desk, he noticed someone standing there. “Please don’t bother me if you’ve got another stupid question lined up. My bullshit level has been breached with this phone call.”

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

joannabcth:

dead. ho harvelle was dead. she remembered it all in excruciating detail. the demon. the hellhounds. her choice. her mother at her side. and then it had all gone to black. to hell. yet, here she stood. her hands rested on her stomach, her green eyes darting around, as if trying to figure out where she was. what was happening. trying to figure out anything. despite the blood on her, she wasn’t bleeding. like nothing had ever happened, but it had. jo turned to the nearest person to her, “where is this? what’s going on?”

Penny groaned when the person started talking to him. Why could these people for once not just walk into the tourist office or some bullshit like that? Why did they always have to ask someone? Especially him? “This is Magnolia, Illinois. That’s all I can and feel like telling you.”

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

rubyiisms:

“—–is  there  any  explanation  for  the  weird  smell  around  here?”

“You need to be a bit clearer than that. There are always weird smells around here.”

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

thejondrettegirl:

“I ‘ave been told I could go to a school, but I do not know what the point would be.” She admitted, unsure why she was telling this stranger that - she hadn’t spoken to her friends about it, even. Pausing, she frowned. “That is sad. And lonely.”

Penny shrugged in response. “It’s only sad and lonely if it actually bothers you. It doesn’t affect me.” Besides, whenever he did let himself grow closer to someone, it usually never ended well. 

[geneticallyblessed-penny]

homebirdbeth:

“Do you… know where there is a piano I can play?” Beth asked, her voice barely above a whisper. When the person she was speaking to looked confused, she cleared her throat. “I said….” She began in a louder voice, before she just sighed again, looking down at the ground, embarassed. “… Nothing. I’m sorry to be a bother.”

Penny had not been paying attention to anyone when he had heard a small voice which was why he seemed confused when someone spoke to him - hearing voices, even the quietest ones, was something he was used to at this point. “If you think you’re a bother, why would you speak up in the first place?” He asked, his voice sounding nonchalant. “You can find a piano room in the library if you need to know.”