Lock and Load

Levi Archibald ll 19 ll Mutant ll Prehensile Hair They call me Mr Reckless with a capital R. Or Lock. Whatever. "I don't want to waste my time become another casualty of society. I'll never fall in line Become another victim of your conformity"

[a5sosdiary]

[aklark-nita-deactivated20150617]

"I wonder..."

[aklark-nita-deactivated20150617]

{…} 

"But everyone here is a mutant, so what’s the point of rising against the school when everyone is mutant? You silly silly human. And yes, yes I do. Because unlike everyone here, I am here to actually learn not be in relationships and getting HIVS thank you very much.”

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

Lock quirked a brow at the girl, snorting at her response. "We may all be mutants but that doesn't mean the student population around here isn't unsatisfied with the way things are being run. Then again, I don't see a problem. I don't care either, so. Well did you know that learning isn't all just books and notes? The best leaning experiences come from being hands now. I'm also not saying go get HIV or anything, but I also very much doubt anyone here has that."

[willow-owisps-deactivated201502]

Naming the Kitten~

[willow-owisps-deactivated201502]

"I really should give you a name, shouldn’t I?" The blonde says quietly, stroking her baby kitten as it meows back in reply. Since getting the kitten, Willow found pleasure in her little ball of fluff, the kitten always meowing and purring for attention, however scratching the bed post, which she needs to buy a toy for him as well. She chuckles, the little black kitten meowing for more attention, her fingers running through it’s soft fur. She didn’t bother to notice the sound of footsteps from behind as she was outside in the light sprinkle of snow, letting her kitten have some fresh air for the day.

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

Lock was boredly roaming the halls, something he had found himself doing more as of late. He had been just about to go bother Mickey (as usual) when suddenly his eyes spotted a figure out on the snowy grounds with what appeared to be a moving little ball of fur. He smirked, fully intending to mess with said figure and ball of fluff, as he made his way over to them. It was only when Lock got closer that he realized who the figure was and that the little ball of fluff was actually a kitten, probably her kitten. "Cute. Did you find him?" He awkwardly asked, scratching the back of his neck. "I come in peace, by the way. Please don't swing."

[ursula-irwing]

"Can I skip dinner and go right for dessert?"

"That depends, is a punch in the face the kind of dessert you had in mind?"

[ursula-irwing]

"I doubt it, I don’t like sweets no matter what. I crave things like, french fries so take that however you’d like," she rolled her eyes.

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

"Wow you're not a positive person at all, are you? I mean whatever and shit but when it involves food I tend to get more serious about things." He shrugged, knowing it sounded silly. "Why didn't you just say that in the first place? We could be on our way to grubbing on fries and burgers right now rather than me stand here like an idiot deciding if I should get you high so you could enjoy ice cream better." He shoved his hands in his pockets and turned to begin walking. "You do like burgers, right?"

[aklark-nita-deactivated20150617]

"I wonder..."

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

cnita-ujarak:

"If people actually study here or what. Because quite frankly I see more students wandering around and hanging about than in actual classes. But then again, I only have just arrived so maybe this is the normal here?"

"Maybe you've just had the luck of meeting everyone while on their breaks? Or maybe we are all rebels without causes! The system can't keep us lock in their classrooms, we ARE the system! THE MUTANTS TOO MUST RISE AGAINST!" He pauses in his dramatic speech and clears his throats. "Besides, do you really attend all your classes?

[professor-scat-cat]

Hey guys! Did you know powdered coffee creamer is flammable? No?

Now you do!

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

Holy-...THAT'S AWESOME! I drink it all the time, does that mean my insides could catch on fire if I eat something really spicy after? Like a habanaro?! 

[deathlyprankster-deactivated201]

Now you see me...

[deathlyprankster-deactivated201]

I’m not showing off, Lock. Just practicing my new trick.

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

You don't have to get rude, Jack. I'm not being rude, am I? Jeez. It's a neat trick but why are you letting people know you can do it? I mean, like, why not be secretive about it?

[mickey-animatedwonder]

♫ for your muse to catch mine singing in the shower. ((Ahaha))

((Alright but it’s gonna be Mickey’s shower so hahahahahhahaha to you too >:3))

Oh jeez… What time had he slept in till today? Was it 11? 12? Ugh, he felt so tired, so lazy. But hey, what are Sunday’s for? If he couldn’t be lazy on a sunday, then he would need to take up drinking coffee in order to stay awake for the rest of the week, wouldn’t he? 

With a sleepy look about him, and curls bouncing from his head to-and -fro in a mess, he wandered into his bathroom, grabbing his toothbrush and plopping his hand around to try and find the toothpaste. In this half-asleep state, he just didn’t bother to even open his eyes fully. He just continued to flop about trying to find this toothpaste which, coincidentally, had fallen to the floor. He grumbled quietly to himself as he now began to open his eyes and realised exactly this. And so, bending over to reach down and get it, he only now realised that the shower was going. 

Ah, well as long as he brushed his teeth quick, he was sure whoever was in there wouldn’t even know he was there. Probably Adam. Adam would grumble and complain if he knew Mickey had been in the same room, but it’s not like he was peeking round the curtain or anything. 

Just as he was about to brush, he suddenly heard the occupant of the shower singing. And, uh, loudly. Loud and proud, anyway. But, it wasn’t Adam. No, it wasn’t the twins, or Mason, either. Yet, he recognised the voice that was singing out. 

"…Lock?” 

"Wh… Lock, why are you in my shower? And singing that!?”

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

Lock was never (and would never be) a morning person. He groaned when he heard his alarm go off. He hated having to wake up whenever he didn't have to, especially on a Sunday, but he also hated wasting the day away. It was already noon for crying out loud. Lock had so much to do and so little time! He rolled out of bed, snagged his towel and made his way to the bathroom. He sleepily yawned as he went to push the door open, only to find out it was busy. He groaned and crashed on the couch to wait for whoever was in to come out, but then he heard them begin to sing in the shower and he realized whoever was in there was going to take a while. Being the impatient person Lock was he simply dragged himself out of his dormitory and headed to the nearest person he figured wouldn't mind him using their shower. 

How Lock had managed to sneak himself into Mickey's dorm was beyond his own thought process, considering the boy was still walking with his eyes closed. He was just that good or that bad, it really depended on how you viewed the situation. The thought of Mickey having roommates like himself did not even cross Lock's mind when he proceeded to make his way into the bathroom, not bothering to lock the door. By the time Lock had finally woken up from his sleepy haze he soaking wet and had been standing in the shower for at least five minutes. He stretched and smiled as the droplets of water pitter pattered on his body. Suddenly that all too familiar and annoying song from a certain movie he had watched a while ago came to his head and he couldn't help but begin to sing to it. "Everything is awesome! Everything is cool when you're part of a team! Everything is awesome, when you're living the dreeeeaam!" 

Apart from singing he had now begun to dance; foam flying everywhere. He was so into what he was doing he hadn't heard anyone enter, that is until Mickey had spoken. "Hey Mickey! What's wrong with that song? It's awesome, okay? Okay. Okay no, it just got stuck in my head. My bathroom was being hogged by an annoying person so I came here. Is that okay?" He poked his soaked head out to look at the other, damp hair dripping water onto the dry floor outside of the shower, smiling at the other. "Nice hair, man."

[bartokthederpy]

"I know that that was already there, but we’re gonna pretend I did that instead of punching someone in the face today."

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

"Why not just punch a hole next to it or we could just fight and maybe you'll get a swing at my face? Unless your power is like the force or something, because then it wouldn't be fair."

[deathlyprankster-deactivated201]

Now you see me...

…now you don’t.

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

Damn it, Jack! Stop showing off! Come out! 

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

send me ♡ for your muse to drunkenly confess feelings to mine ((guhuhuhuh bring out your drunk! >:D))

Lock was not too sure when he had decided to pick up drinking but from the moment liquor touched his tongue he felt a rush. Tonight he had managed to get himself drunk before making it back to his dorm, which caused him to roam the halls of his school. His school. His mutant infested school, with badass people. He smirked as he thought about the different powers everyone had and the people he had come in contact with. One person in particular came to Lock’s mind at the moment, a person he never would have expected to come to his mind while this drunk, and he suddenly felt the sudden urge to need to see said person. Was this a good idea? Probably not. Was he going to attempt to do the better thing and go back to his dorm? Nope, he was too drunk. 

After what felt like ages he finally arrived to Mickey’s dorm. Without even thinking about wether or not his roommates were home Lock clumsily knocked on the door frame, snorting. “Oops.” He moved his fist towards the door and knocked on it. “Mickey, Mickey, Mickey! Come out and plaaaaay.” He hiccuped, giggling. “Op! I sound creepy! Mickey! BUDDY! OPEN THE DOOR! I MISS YOU! MICKEEEEYYY!”

[mickey-animatedwonder]

Well… I haven’t met them yet." Mickey responded with an honest shrug, not knowing what the other had expected when he was pretty sure that usually Lock and his two friends often kept to themselves. He rolled his eyes a little at the protective nature of the other and then laughed a little. "Come on, bud. I’m your friend, not Barrel’s or… Shock, was it? You don’t need to look so worried.” He reassured with a hand on his hip. That was the thing about Lock. He always seemed to think of himself as some kind of tough guy and acted in a mean sort of way. But then, as soon as Mickey saw this side of him he could just tell that it was all a wall that Lock was trying to put between them. But, Mickey had this funny habit of knocking down those walls. Maybe it was clumsy of him to come crashing into people’s lives like this, and he was fully aware of how some people rather disliked it. But then again, he was the perfect guy to be hanging around with Lock. For Mickey to be able to stand there and show that he did actually have a fondness over the other would be to prove that he wasn’t a horrible person. As Mickey retrieved the water, he made his way back into his room, glancing to his phone for a moment before opening the door and catching Lock’s head poking out of the end. He snorted at the view and just stopped to stare at the other. “You look ridiculous.” Mickey told him with a quick laugh as he stared down at the other. “…Can you even move in that thing?”

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

Mickey had tried to reassure Lock that he didn't need to worry, but for Lock getting close to someone meant constant worrying. He wondered for a moment how he would feel about everything in the morning, because he knew his sober self was going to have a much different look on tonight. He had spilled too many emotions to Mickey tonight and half of his other emotions were still safely locked away, surprisingly. If he had had a much more bigger grasp on his confidence he would have probably let everything spill tonight, and he meant everything, but thankfully he didn't. A small part that was buried deep within Lock's core knew that come tomorrow he was probably going to be a different person with Mickey. Would he ignore the other? Never. Lock was not like that, Lock was much worse. He only hoped, or at least his sober self would, that Mickey didn't take his words to heart tomorrow. For now however things were fine in Lock's head because the liquor had made that small bit fade away. He smiled up at the other and attempted to shake his head. "Not really, no. Want to roll me out? I wanted to be a rebel so I destroyed your bed." He snorted, starting to wiggle a bit. 

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes (cause he likes to steal things, especially your left sock)

Lock grinned when he spotted his new friend Stitch. He had come to really enjoy spending time with the other as of late. “Hey Stitch!” He waved and jogged up to meet up with him. “What’s going on?” He looked down for a second, and that’s when he spotted Stitch’s socks. For a moment he blinked and looked up because he figured he had just imaged things. However his curiosity got the better of them and again he looked down. “Where did you get that left sock?” He curiously asked.  It was his special devil sock with the little devil horns that dangled off the hems. 

[spacestitch]

For a spit second Stitch held his breath, not knowing how to react. His heart skipped a beat as Lock cupped his face. He really hoped he could feel his face get warm, yet again. He started to study Lock’s face as their eyes connected. Had Lock always had ocean green eyes? He nodded, “Okay.”, he quietly breathed out. “Malhulo.” Stitch listened to his every word, watching Lock’s every move. His speech made him feel something strange. He knew he meant every word. With the flower still in his palm, Stitch did the only thing he felt right at the moment. Stitch opened his arms, wrapping them around Lock’s body squeezing tightly as he rested his chin on the other’s shoulder for a moment. He held the hug until he felt satisfied or if Lock returned it. Once he pulled away, Stitch had a bit of a panic attack remembering he still had his gift in his hand. Seeing it was still in tack, he asked, “Before we go to your dorm, um, can we stop by mine? I want to put this somewhere safe.” He lifted his head back to Lock.

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

Lock froze at the hug for a moment. He was not used to being touched like that or shown affection like that, so he had no idea how to react at first. For Lock everything was about getting in, doing things fast, intense, and then getting out. That's the way it's always been because that's what Lock was taught, and it's the way Oogie liked things. He may have been used to touching in a different matter but when it cant to affectionate touching or anything of that sort of nature Lock was completely lost. Though he still did not know how to react he did manage to wrap his own arms around the other's frame, sighing happily. He was just happy the other had not gone running for the nearest door. The sensation of such a tender thing was weird to Lock at first, but he quickly began to grow fond of what it felt like to hold Stitch. He wondered what it would be like if their lips brushed against each other. "Hmm? What?" He cleared his throat as he suddenly felt the hug coming to and end and the question being asked of him. "Oh, yeah sure. I don't really have to go back to my dorm anymore because I kind of just told you everything I needed to. But..." he smiled, "we could always watch movie, that is if you'd rather be in my dorm. I imagine yours is much more fun. Let's go."

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

Mevil, you never got your prize for winning the bet.

Oh my fucking, are you serious? My name is not Mevil. Is that even a word, Liam? *Stops being rude for a moment and perks up* I still get a prize?

[flash--of--lightning]

We had a bet, didn’t we Mevil? I have no idea what the prize is, someone was too busy cheating for us to get that far…… *mumbles* Mevil.

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

*Rolls his eyes* You're just jealous that I won and you're a loser. My name is not Mevil, stop calling me that. That is not even a word.

[ursula-irwing]

"Can I skip dinner and go right for dessert?"

"That depends, is a punch in the face the kind of dessert you had in mind?"

[ursula-irwing]

"Sounds like you’ve got a plan," she rose her eyebrows at the boy. "Nope, I never have. Not really a sweets person to be honest. Smoking? It is okay. I prefer it to ice cream." 

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

"Oh. Hey! Maybe if we smoke you'll taste ice cream differently? Funny how maryjane has that affect on people, no?" He asked with a small smile.

[little-missdead-deactivated2018]

M!A || Uptown Funk You Up || Lock+Adella ll

[little-missdead-deactivated2018]

When Adella heard what song he had chose she knew that Lock was going to forever be her favorite drinking buddy. She LOVED this song. It had always been her guilty pleasure, and since she was drunk she didn’t really care who heard her sing it that night. Trying not to spill the drinks she carried both cups over to the coffee table before striking a pose and starting to sing into the hairbrush Lock had put in her face. “If you want my future forget my past. If you wanna get with me better make it fast. Now don’t go wasting my precious time. Get your act together we could be just fine,” she sang before she went back to dancing around the room. 

Everything that she had been worried about earlier just seemed to fade away in that moment. It was just her, her new best friend Lock and the spice girls. What more could a girl need? “Oh my god I think I have the Spice World movie around here somewhere!” she shouted as if a light bulb had just turned on above her head. “ohhhhh we should play a drinking game to ittttt!!!” she said practically bouncing with excitement over what she thought was a brilliant idea. They both were already wasted but she figured if she wanted to be shitface with anyone watching the spice girls it would be Lock.

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

A small part of Lock had no really been expecting Adella to go along with his choice of song but when she did Lock knew that the two were going to be friends until the end of time, and then some. When she began to sing into the hairbrush Lock's hips began to move side to side, dancing along to the music. "I'll tell what I want, what I really, really want! So tell me what you want, want you really, really, want!" He raised his hands in the air now as he danced around like a drunken fool. 

Before Lock had stumbled into Adella's room his evening would have gone completely different. Before Adella, Lock was not in the mood to sing or dance. In fact, he was in the mood to get in trouble. He was frustrated, worried, and hurt over things with Stitch. Things that Lock had no idea were just a misunderstanding. However from the moment he bursted into Adella's room everything had faded away and everything was right in the world. It was funny to Lock how Adella had that power, even their previous drinking time had been on for the books. "You have the movie?!" Lock spun around and grinned. "Let's do it! We'll smoke our joints too! What game do you have in mind?"

[ursula-irwing]

"Can I skip dinner and go right for dessert?"

"That depends, is a punch in the face the kind of dessert you had in mind?"

[ursula-irwing]

"You should be expecting it then, except you should know I will correct everyone, and let them know it was me who punched you out. Thanks, it is nice to meet you too I guess. I have had Ice cream, I am really just not a big fan. Simple as that."

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

"I'll be like ' who is this Ursula you speak of? I've never heard of such a name' but then they will probably know I'm lying and I'll just hate you forever." He grinned. "Oh really? You don't even have a specific kind you can tolerate? Because if not, maybe ice cream isn't the best option.What about smoking? You like getting high?"

[lockandload-the-mayhem]

Mevil, you never got your prize for winning the bet.

Oh my fucking, are you serious? My name is not Mevil. Is that even a word, Liam? *Stops being rude for a moment and perks up* I still get a prize?