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@obsessedwithfire
"Tch, how are you doing?"
[ Jack scowled, raising his lip in a sort of snarl. ]
I was fine just a few minutes ago.
Someone’s got their panties in a knot
[He smiled]
How are you?
i already told you, I’m fine.
[ Jack crossed his arms. ]
Why are you looking at me like that? And why are you here?
Looking at you like what? Are you going bloody crazy?
lord of the flies au where ralph is put into an ouran high school host club situation
Samneric: ~Brotherly love~
Ralph: NO!
Simon: Hiya! Ralph-chan!
Ralph: NO!
Bill: … *merely exists*
Ralph: who are you?
Piggy: *pushes up glasses, glasses break*
Ralph: *sighs*
Jack: Princely type?!
Ralph: NOOOOO!
Jack: But I can sing C sharp.
Ralph: NOOOOO!
Jack: GODDAMNIT NOTICE ME POIR BOY!!!
Ralph: no -.-
heyhey awesome lady can you draw ralph eating from a box of cornflakes? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
not sure if this is what you were expecting but :(((( here
"Tch, how are you doing?"
[ Jack scowled, raising his lip in a sort of snarl. ]
I was fine just a few minutes ago.
C'mon /Jacky/
[He smirked]
Don’t call me that.
[ The redhead suppressed the urge to smack the smirk right off of Ralph’s face. ]
What do you want?
Someone's got their panties in a knot
[He smiled]
How are you?
"Oh it's you."
“What did you expect? A fucking welcoming commitee?”
Roger’s eyes narrowed at the blond, not even bothering to stand up from his position, his forearms resting on his knees, a casual position, though it was laced with the itch of conflict.
Ralph wasn’t exactly… Nice the last time they spoke.
“Why can’t we get along eh? Do you smoke? I can get away with buying cigarettes if you’re willing to get along with me.”
Roger simply went into his pocket, flicking out a cigarette and popping it in his mouth, digging for his lighter as he walked away from the school gate, fed up of waiting for Jack. “Nah, I don’t smoke. I’m a good, Christian boy. Virginal, pure, sweet.”
Ralph chuckled, perusing him with his hands in his pockets.
"You're far from any of those things."
"Tch, how are you doing?"
[ Jack scowled, raising his lip in a sort of snarl. ]
I was fine just a few minutes ago.
[Ralph just grinned]
Is something the matter?
No.
[ His mouth twitched into a forced smile. ]
Everything’s fine.
C'mon /Jacky/
[He smirked]
"Oh it's you."
“What did you expect? A fucking welcoming commitee?”
Roger’s eyes narrowed at the blond, not even bothering to stand up from his position, his forearms resting on his knees, a casual position, though it was laced with the itch of conflict.
Ralph wasn’t exactly… Nice the last time they spoke.
“Going to try and hit me are you?” The blonde shook his head and stepped back, his hands on his hips. “Hitting without reason makes you look bad.”
“No. I’m cracking my knuckles because they’re stiff.” Roger was swiftly becoming tired of Ralph, the last few weeks hadn’t been exactly civil. He flipped his phone out, checking the time. “I wouldn’t hit you without reason. I would hit you because you’re being a smartass.”
"Why can't we get along eh? Do you smoke? I can get away with buying cigarettes if you're willing to get along with me."
can we please have a lord of the flies reboot where it’s a bunch of people lost in ikea?
ralph: what dimensions should the table for the shelter be piggy
piggy: 54″-72″
simon: I want four of these lizard toys
jack: man, do they have good pork meatballs in here or what
roger: I know right
maurice: I’ll take 2 plates
"Tch, how are you doing?"
[ Jack scowled, raising his lip in a sort of snarl. ]
I was fine just a few minutes ago.
[Ralph just grinned]
Is something the matter?
"Oh it's you."
“What did you expect? A fucking welcoming commitee?”
Roger’s eyes narrowed at the blond, not even bothering to stand up from his position, his forearms resting on his knees, a casual position, though it was laced with the itch of conflict.
Ralph wasn’t exactly… Nice the last time they spoke.
“If you’re implying that I am handsome, then thank you.” He snorted.“But as you do know I’m far from a bimbo. I’m very clever.”
“No, I’m simply implying that you’re far too admired for your own good.” The raven cracked his knuckles, looking up once more at the taller male.
"Going to try and hit me are you?" The blonde shook his head and stepped back, his hands on his hips. "Hitting without reason makes you look bad."
"Oh it's you."
“What did you expect? A fucking welcoming commitee?”
Roger’s eyes narrowed at the blond, not even bothering to stand up from his position, his forearms resting on his knees, a casual position, though it was laced with the itch of conflict.
Ralph wasn’t exactly… Nice the last time they spoke.
“Sure thing.” He sniggered, mirroring the other boys pose.
The raven’s upper lip turned into a snarl, eyebrows laying low above a pair of knife-sharp eyes. “What do you want, Barbie?”
“Barbie?” He questioned, tilting his head. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“It means,” Leaning forward, his feet pressing into the ground, chest to his thighs, Roger exhaled, as though stretching. “You’re a glorified bimbo.”
"If you're implying that I am handsome, then thank you." He snorted."But as you do know I'm far from a bimbo. I'm very clever."
Gimme da head
I saw your message/email/text/voicemail and told myself I’d return it later when I was more awake/alert/in a better mood/had more information and I pretty much forgot about it until now I’m sorry I’m trash: an autobiography
piggy: look if you tell anyone my name is fucking piggy im going to have to fucking murder you
piggy:
ralph:
piggy:
ralph:
piggy:
ralph: his name not fatty! its piggy
piggy: MOTHERFUCKER WHY
“Don’t worry Ralph, you’re gonna love hunting!”
jack: no homo
ralph: what
jack: what
ralph:
jack: i was just...
ralph:
jack: clarifying...
ralph:
jack:
ralph:
jack:...to myself...
"Oh it's you."
“What did you expect? A fucking welcoming commitee?”
Roger’s eyes narrowed at the blond, not even bothering to stand up from his position, his forearms resting on his knees, a casual position, though it was laced with the itch of conflict.
Ralph wasn’t exactly… Nice the last time they spoke.
“Sure thing.” He sniggered, mirroring the other boys pose.
The raven’s upper lip turned into a snarl, eyebrows laying low above a pair of knife-sharp eyes. “What do you want, Barbie?”
"Barbie?" He questioned, tilting his head. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
