Jackson "JD" Davis

---RP/Ask for Mystery Skulls Animated OC--- -----------------Magic Anon: Open--------------------- ----Picture by the lovely StageTechy1991----

[arthurtristankingsmen]

The ginger had been running the same route for a few weeks, and, well, thanks to Arthur, the '69 Charger, which was quite the sight now, was running much better. Eventually, Jackson would be coming up to Arthur's front door, the same Surf's Up Surprise pizza held in his hand. Unlike their first meeting, the weather was actually rather calm. Yes, it was a bit on the cold side, but, at least it wasn't raining. A light wind blew, blowing fall leaves about. The seasons were changing, as always.

Arthur still took a few minutes (and a few moments more to shush Mystery) before he opened the door, but now that he had almost a routine set for when the new pizza boy came around, he had his money in hand already, a small book tucked beneath his arm. “Hey man.” He greeted when the door was open, already holding out the cash for his pizza, plus tip. “Thanks for getting here so quickly. I lost track of time, but man am I starving.”

[shycarfanatic]

He closed his eyes, taking the hint and simply letting his head hang for a minute. “I think the stress of this week is just… catching up to me… It’s probably nothing…” He took a few deep breathes. “…Felt… so real.” He looked back to the car, and to Kodak, who seemed a bit… occupied by something. “…He looked like a huge kitsune in the dream… just… piercing yellow eyes staring down at me…” He eventually managed to catch himself. “Probably just stress and all that…”

He cleared his throat, opening his eyes quietly afterwards. “Sorry about that… I usually don’t let myself freak out that much…”

[arthurtristankingsmen]

Arthur frowned a little. “Look man, if the dog is freaking you out so much…there might be something to it. You never know. You seem like you’re at the end of your rope, so it could be stress, but you never know. Dismissing it is probably not a great idea. You might end up feeling worse.” He had experience with that.

“But…” Arthur tilted his head at the pizza boy. “I have to know. If your dog- Kodak- is making you feel insane and stressed…why are you still keeping it? Why not just rehome it? I mean, you said it was a stray you picked up. And it doesn’t seem to be doing you any favors when it comes to your health. So why are you keeping it when it’s hurting you more than helping?”

[shycarfanatic]

He rubbed the back of his head. “It’s only happened once, and it’s not the dog stressing me out. Just a dream. All it is, ya know? Besides.. Kodak’s been with me through... a lot, now. A lot’s happened in the past few weeks, and, I’d rather not bore you with the whens and the hows.” He looked to the car for a moment.

“I’ll be honest, though. I have nobody who will even take care of him for me. I’d rather not put him in the pound, because... he wouldn’t be adopted.” He then chuckled a bit. “...Besides, when a dog saves your ass from a coyote... you tend to enjoy his company..”

[arthurtristankingsmen]

The ginger had been running the same route for a few weeks, and, well, thanks to Arthur, the '69 Charger, which was quite the sight now, was running much better. Eventually, Jackson would be coming up to Arthur's front door, the same Surf's Up Surprise pizza held in his hand. Unlike their first meeting, the weather was actually rather calm. Yes, it was a bit on the cold side, but, at least it wasn't raining. A light wind blew, blowing fall leaves about. The seasons were changing, as always.

Arthur still took a few minutes (and a few moments more to shush Mystery) before he opened the door, but now that he had almost a routine set for when the new pizza boy came around, he had his money in hand already, a small book tucked beneath his arm. “Hey man.” He greeted when the door was open, already holding out the cash for his pizza, plus tip. “Thanks for getting here so quickly. I lost track of time, but man am I starving.”

[shycarfanatic]

“Like… you’re just chilling after a hard day, and… an old… problem acts up, and your dog’s just… this big, multi-tailed thing glaring daggers at you..” The chuckle he let out afterwards made it clear the thought terrified him. It had happened. “Just might be me not getting enough sleep and having weird dreams, and all that, but… yeah.. I might just be losing whatever shred of sanity I have left.” And, then came another forced laugh. He wasn’t just terrified, he was completely distressed..

He tried to move on to a new subject, but, the sweat made it clear he was having hard time thinking of one. Was Mystery glaring at him? He could have sworn he was! His knees locked up as he tried to put on a brave face.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

Arthur noted he kept looking at Mystery, and gave him a imperceptible nudge with his shin. Mystery took the hint and instead of staring curiously at the boy and his dog, he wandered off somewhere inside.

“Hey kid, those sound pretty nerve-wracking.” Arthur offered. “But I think you need to take a few deep breaths. You look like you’re about to pop a blood vessel or something.” The pizza boy just looked so jumpy and scared. He didn’t expect a miracle, but a few moments might help the kid pull himself together a little more. “I don’t think you’re crazy. But I think you’ll feel a little better if you try and relax. Then we can talk a little more.”

[shycarfanatic]

He closed his eyes, taking the hint and simply letting his head hang for a minute. “I think the stress of this week is just... catching up to me... It’s probably nothing...” He took a few deep breathes. “...Felt... so real.” He looked back to the car, and to Kodak, who seemed a bit... occupied by something. “...He looked like a huge kitsune in the dream... just... piercing yellow eyes staring down at me...” He eventually managed to catch himself. “Probably just stress and all that...”

He cleared his throat, opening his eyes quietly afterwards. “Sorry about that... I usually don’t let myself freak out that much...”

[arthurtristankingsmen]

The ginger had been running the same route for a few weeks, and, well, thanks to Arthur, the '69 Charger, which was quite the sight now, was running much better. Eventually, Jackson would be coming up to Arthur's front door, the same Surf's Up Surprise pizza held in his hand. Unlike their first meeting, the weather was actually rather calm. Yes, it was a bit on the cold side, but, at least it wasn't raining. A light wind blew, blowing fall leaves about. The seasons were changing, as always.

Arthur still took a few minutes (and a few moments more to shush Mystery) before he opened the door, but now that he had almost a routine set for when the new pizza boy came around, he had his money in hand already, a small book tucked beneath his arm. “Hey man.” He greeted when the door was open, already holding out the cash for his pizza, plus tip. “Thanks for getting here so quickly. I lost track of time, but man am I starving.”

[shycarfanatic]

He nodded a bit. “Yeah. Especially with all the things that have been happening lately.” he let out, though, an aura of bad news came from him at that. “You’re my last delivery for Luigi’s. Turns out he’s just going to have his kid do the deliveries to this area, so, this is my last day.” He rubbed the back of his head. “You ever been so stressed and sleep-deprived over something that you just… dream your dog’s some bit… monster?” Well, that was oddly specific… Suspiciously… specific. He cleared his throat. “I mean, I know I sound insane when I’m saying that, but it… felt so damn real…” An awkward chuckle escaped him, the smile dying down slowly.. “But, yeah. Enjoy, none-the-less.”

[arthurtristankingsmen]

Arthur licked his lips, still eyeing the other dog nervously. He was never a fan of big dogs after what he could remember of the cave. Mystery was still a pet he cared about, and had told him it was to help and he believed him, but he even instinctually shied away from Mystery’s mouth now.

 He nodded slowly at the pizza boy. That was a feeling and thought he could understand all too well, especially since his were partially true. 

“Wait.” Arthur held up his hand. He just had a bad vibe about just letting him go. “Look-uh…what kind of dreams? Out of curiosity. I mean, this is your last delivery. s’not like he can fire you if you get back to the restaurant late….”

[shycarfanatic]

“Like... you’re just chilling after a hard day, and... an old... problem acts up, and your dog’s just... this big, multi-tailed thing glaring daggers at you..” The chuckle he let out afterwards made it clear the thought terrified him. It had happened. “Just might be me not getting enough sleep and having weird dreams, and all that, but... yeah.. I might just be losing whatever shred of sanity I have left.” And, then came another forced laugh. He wasn’t just terrified, he was completely distressed..

He tried to move on to a new subject, but, the sweat made it clear he was having hard time thinking of one. Was Mystery glaring at him? He could have sworn he was! His knees locked up as he tried to put on a brave face.

[shycarfanatic]

Tropical Storm Hermine

So, those in the northeastern United States know. Tropical Storm/Hurricane Hermine is going to hit us... and I pray not too hard.

[littlemiss-rachelb]

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[arthurtristankingsmen]

The ginger had been running the same route for a few weeks, and, well, thanks to Arthur, the '69 Charger, which was quite the sight now, was running much better. Eventually, Jackson would be coming up to Arthur's front door, the same Surf's Up Surprise pizza held in his hand. Unlike their first meeting, the weather was actually rather calm. Yes, it was a bit on the cold side, but, at least it wasn't raining. A light wind blew, blowing fall leaves about. The seasons were changing, as always.

Arthur still took a few minutes (and a few moments more to shush Mystery) before he opened the door, but now that he had almost a routine set for when the new pizza boy came around, he had his money in hand already, a small book tucked beneath his arm. “Hey man.” He greeted when the door was open, already holding out the cash for his pizza, plus tip. “Thanks for getting here so quickly. I lost track of time, but man am I starving.”

[shycarfanatic]

He chuckled a bit. “Hey, it’s cool.” he responded simply. He handed the pizza to Arthur, taking the payment. He seemed in much brighter spirits, though, barking could be heard from his Charger. He sighed a bit. “Don’t mind Kodak. Found him stray a few weeks back… ironically the night of when I first stopped by here… but, yeah. Bark’s worse than his bite.” he said, the dog being a tad larger than Mystery, but not by much. Tan… but with blue fur inside the ears, an flowing from the top of the head, as well as the tip of the tail. The dog’s eyes were a bright yellow, but, it seemed friendly enough.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

Arthur shuffled his feet when he noted the dog in the kid’s car. A relief hitting him like waking up from a nightmare after being pinched. “Ah yeah….that’s cool. Glad you found yourself a furry friend.” He smiled and slipped the pizza overhead with one arm, the other still firmly pressing the book into his side. “Pets are always good to have around. Isn’t that right, Mystery?” He smiled down at the pooch pressed into his leg who barked once in an affirmative response.

[shycarfanatic]

He nodded a bit. “Yeah. Especially with all the things that have been happening lately.” he let out, though, an aura of bad news came from him at that. “You’re my last delivery for Luigi’s. Turns out he’s just going to have his kid do the deliveries to this area, so, this is my last day.” He rubbed the back of his head. “You ever been so stressed and sleep-deprived over something that you just... dream your dog’s some bit... monster?” Well, that was oddly specific... Suspiciously... specific. He cleared his throat. “I mean, I know I sound insane when I’m saying that, but it... felt so damn real...” An awkward chuckle escaped him, the smile dying down slowly.. “But, yeah. Enjoy, none-the-less.”

[arthurtristankingsmen]

The ginger had been running the same route for a few weeks, and, well, thanks to Arthur, the '69 Charger, which was quite the sight now, was running much better. Eventually, Jackson would be coming up to Arthur's front door, the same Surf's Up Surprise pizza held in his hand. Unlike their first meeting, the weather was actually rather calm. Yes, it was a bit on the cold side, but, at least it wasn't raining. A light wind blew, blowing fall leaves about. The seasons were changing, as always.

Arthur still took a few minutes (and a few moments more to shush Mystery) before he opened the door, but now that he had almost a routine set for when the new pizza boy came around, he had his money in hand already, a small book tucked beneath his arm. “Hey man.” He greeted when the door was open, already holding out the cash for his pizza, plus tip. “Thanks for getting here so quickly. I lost track of time, but man am I starving.”

[shycarfanatic]

He chuckled a bit. “Hey, it’s cool.” he responded simply. He handed the pizza to Arthur, taking the payment. He seemed in much brighter spirits, though, barking could be heard from his Charger. He sighed a bit. “Don’t mind Kodak. Found him stray a few weeks back... ironically the night of when I first stopped by here... but, yeah. Bark’s worse than his bite.” he said, the dog being a tad larger than Mystery, but not by much. Tan... but with blue fur inside the ears, an flowing from the top of the head, as well as the tip of the tail. The dog’s eyes were a bright yellow, but, it seemed friendly enough.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

A soft sigh came from the ginger. It was another delivery, and they seemed to be getting more and more strange each day. He approached the door, knocking on the door, before calling "Pizza!", as he was used to. Surf's Up Surprise. A rather unpopular mixture of toppings, but, this address always seemed to order it, every order, every time with no changes. He adjusted his glasses, his uniform clean, and the pizza held in his hands. He idly waited. At least it wasn't raining, unlike the day prior.

Nearly the moment he rapped on the door, furious barking sounded on the other side. That was followed almost a minute later by thumping steps and a ‘It’s just the pizza guy, Mystery!’ to which the barks quieted to silence.

Another moment or two passed, and the door swung open, a blond with brown-streaked bangs in brown pajama pants and a sunflower yellow cotton hoodie stood,  at the door, fishing a wallet from the jacket’s pocket. “Uh. Sorry about that. Little guy’s bark is way worse than his bite.” He chuckled a little, before pulling out a few bills. “How much do I owe you?”

[shycarfanatic]

He shrugged a bit. “Well… alright, then.” he let out. “…Well, if the car’s ready to go for now, I suppose I’ll just get on my way.” he let out. “Though, uh…” He took out a piece of paper, writing on it, and giving it to him. “Here. If you need a single thing at all, call me. It’s the least I can do.” he said. He wasn’t one to let a kindness go unrewarded. He looked over.. That dog was still staring right at him? He simply ignored it. “Heck. I might see if I can make this run more often.”

[arthurtristankingsmen]

“More power to you if you do.” Arthur chuckled, accepting the slip of paper and moving it quickly into the pocket of his hoodie to keep it from getting soaked in the rain. His pockets were at least still fairly dry. “I usually drop a decent tip. Or try to. I mean, you guys gotta drive in stuff like this.” His head jerked up towards the sky. “But thanks for the pizza, and I’ll keep the number if i need it. Take care, alright?” He patted the hood of the car gently one last time.

[shycarfanatic]

He nodded a bit;. “See you around, then. Also, I don’t mind your dog there barking. Usually just excitement of a new person they don’t know.” He chuckled. “Rex was the same way..” He got back into the car, starting the engine. A smell was quite apparent, but, it seemed to run a bit better now. “Oh, and I mean anything, no matter how weird.. I’ve been through quite the amount of things normal people wouldn’t understand, so, lay it on me.” He smiled a bit, the red seeming to have faded for the time being. “Arrivederci.” he let out, before beginning to drive again.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

A soft sigh came from the ginger. It was another delivery, and they seemed to be getting more and more strange each day. He approached the door, knocking on the door, before calling "Pizza!", as he was used to. Surf's Up Surprise. A rather unpopular mixture of toppings, but, this address always seemed to order it, every order, every time with no changes. He adjusted his glasses, his uniform clean, and the pizza held in his hands. He idly waited. At least it wasn't raining, unlike the day prior.

Nearly the moment he rapped on the door, furious barking sounded on the other side. That was followed almost a minute later by thumping steps and a ‘It’s just the pizza guy, Mystery!’ to which the barks quieted to silence.

Another moment or two passed, and the door swung open, a blond with brown-streaked bangs in brown pajama pants and a sunflower yellow cotton hoodie stood,  at the door, fishing a wallet from the jacket’s pocket. “Uh. Sorry about that. Little guy’s bark is way worse than his bite.” He chuckled a little, before pulling out a few bills. “How much do I owe you?”

[shycarfanatic]

He nodded a bit. It was all he had the mind to do. His dark secret had seemed to slip over the other’s head. “Y-yeah. I’ll have to do that soon. If I break down during another delivery, the boss will have my ass..” he let out, grumbling herd afterward, fingers of his right hand going a bit too red. No, that wasn’t natural…

He covered those very fingers as fast as he possibly could, giving an awkward smile to hide it “Yeah. I’ll… bring her ‘round at the end of my shift.” he promised. “Oh, and here.” He took out a small box. “It’s chicken. Take it. Still warm, and I’m not going to eat it.”

[arthurtristankingsmen]

Arthur couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, but he kept whatever he thought to himself, nodding and raising a hand to stop him. “Nah man. You might not eat it now, but there’s always later. And don’t forget you kinda delivered me a pizza.” He shrugged.  ‘Sides. I didn’t do anything for your car today. You don’t have any reason to give me something. And I have some Surf’s Up with my name on it.”

[shycarfanatic]

He shrugged a bit. “Well... alright, then.” he let out. “...Well, if the car’s ready to go for now, I suppose I’ll just get on my way.” he let out. “Though, uh...” He took out a piece of paper, writing on it, and giving it to him. “Here. If you need a single thing at all, call me. It’s the least I can do.” he said. He wasn’t one to let a kindness go unrewarded. He looked over.. That dog was still staring right at him? He simply ignored it. “Heck. I might see if I can make this run more often.”

[arthurtristankingsmen]

A soft sigh came from the ginger. It was another delivery, and they seemed to be getting more and more strange each day. He approached the door, knocking on the door, before calling "Pizza!", as he was used to. Surf's Up Surprise. A rather unpopular mixture of toppings, but, this address always seemed to order it, every order, every time with no changes. He adjusted his glasses, his uniform clean, and the pizza held in his hands. He idly waited. At least it wasn't raining, unlike the day prior.

Nearly the moment he rapped on the door, furious barking sounded on the other side. That was followed almost a minute later by thumping steps and a ‘It’s just the pizza guy, Mystery!’ to which the barks quieted to silence.

Another moment or two passed, and the door swung open, a blond with brown-streaked bangs in brown pajama pants and a sunflower yellow cotton hoodie stood,  at the door, fishing a wallet from the jacket’s pocket. “Uh. Sorry about that. Little guy’s bark is way worse than his bite.” He chuckled a little, before pulling out a few bills. “How much do I owe you?”

[shycarfanatic]

“Yeah, it really started acting up after the Hospit-” He covered his mouth, eyes darting about as if he hoped the other hadn’t heard. He took a breath. “It acted up before, but… after an… incident, it really, really started to play up on me.” he said, trying to cover his tracks.

He felt eyes on him, looking to see the odd canine in the window, who seemed to be… glaring… right at him. No, no. He was imagining things. How could the dog know what happened back at the Hospital? He tried to look cool and confident.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

Either Arthur didn’t notice his blunder, or had the common sense not to pry into a stranger’s life. He hummed quietly and patted the side of the car. “Sometimes things get wonky. Especially if there’s an accident. But yeah. Your pressure to fuel range is off, I think. That’d explain the rough running and the poor milage. All I’d have to do is replace the fuel regulator, hopefully, and that’d put you back on track.”

He finally turned back to the pizza boy, wiping rain from out of his face. “It’ll probably be safe to drive. I can jump you if it won’t start if it’s the battery mucking up too. But you should bring it by my uncle’s shop when you can. Well get that fixed up on a delayed payment type deal.”

[shycarfanatic]

He nodded a bit. It was all he had the mind to do. His dark secret had seemed to slip over the other’s head. “Y-yeah. I’ll have to do that soon. If I break down during another delivery, the boss will have my ass..” he let out, grumbling herd afterward, fingers of his right hand going a bit too red. No, that wasn’t natural...

He covered those very fingers as fast as he possibly could, giving an awkward smile to hide it “Yeah. I’ll... bring her ‘round at the end of my shift.” he promised. “Oh, and here.” He took out a small box. “It’s chicken. Take it. Still warm, and I’m not going to eat it.”

[arthurtristankingsmen]

A soft sigh came from the ginger. It was another delivery, and they seemed to be getting more and more strange each day. He approached the door, knocking on the door, before calling "Pizza!", as he was used to. Surf's Up Surprise. A rather unpopular mixture of toppings, but, this address always seemed to order it, every order, every time with no changes. He adjusted his glasses, his uniform clean, and the pizza held in his hands. He idly waited. At least it wasn't raining, unlike the day prior.

Nearly the moment he rapped on the door, furious barking sounded on the other side. That was followed almost a minute later by thumping steps and a ‘It’s just the pizza guy, Mystery!’ to which the barks quieted to silence.

Another moment or two passed, and the door swung open, a blond with brown-streaked bangs in brown pajama pants and a sunflower yellow cotton hoodie stood,  at the door, fishing a wallet from the jacket’s pocket. “Uh. Sorry about that. Little guy’s bark is way worse than his bite.” He chuckled a little, before pulling out a few bills. “How much do I owe you?”

[shycarfanatic]

The ginger thought for a good moment. “…Gas mileage has halved recently, and yes. Smoke like that’s been pouring out of the exhaust, as well as just the worst odor you could imagine.” he began, though he took another moment. “Started as a light grey, so I thought it was just the exhaust on a cold day, but… it just got darker, and the whole car just shakes when you start and drive it.”

Uh oh. That sounded bad.

“This all started a bit after I got it, but, it’s all I have left of my dad, so, I haven’t had the heart to just… get rid of it, ya know?” He seemed to hold his right arm, pulling the shirt of his uniform a bit, as if to cover something.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

Arthur wasn’t focused on him, still looking into the engine of the car. “Well then you’ll be happy to know it should be salvageable. And the fix might not be expensive.”

He pulled the dipstick, wrinkling his nose at the brown gunk that came with it. It was thick, like a chocolate milkshake.

“Yeah…I think you might be running rich. Which actually isn’t that huge of a problem if it gets taken care of. Basically your air to fuel balance is off. But I’d need to do some checks to make sure that’s it and it’s not something more serious like I mentioned before.”

[shycarfanatic]

“Yeah, it really started acting up after the Hospit-” He covered his mouth, eyes darting about as if he hoped the other hadn’t heard. He took a breath. “It acted up before, but... after an... incident, it really, really started to play up on me.” he said, trying to cover his tracks.

He felt eyes on him, looking to see the odd canine in the window, who seemed to be... glaring... right at him. No, no. He was imagining things. How could the dog know what happened back at the Hospital? He tried to look cool and confident.

[baconpoweredmutant]

Wanting to RP, but afraid starters will be ignored.

Seeing an ‘Open RP’ starter thread, but too afraid it’s not meant for me.

Finally getting someone to RP, but afraid I might be boring them.

Rping.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

A soft sigh came from the ginger. It was another delivery, and they seemed to be getting more and more strange each day. He approached the door, knocking on the door, before calling "Pizza!", as he was used to. Surf's Up Surprise. A rather unpopular mixture of toppings, but, this address always seemed to order it, every order, every time with no changes. He adjusted his glasses, his uniform clean, and the pizza held in his hands. He idly waited. At least it wasn't raining, unlike the day prior.

Nearly the moment he rapped on the door, furious barking sounded on the other side. That was followed almost a minute later by thumping steps and a ‘It’s just the pizza guy, Mystery!’ to which the barks quieted to silence.

Another moment or two passed, and the door swung open, a blond with brown-streaked bangs in brown pajama pants and a sunflower yellow cotton hoodie stood,  at the door, fishing a wallet from the jacket’s pocket. “Uh. Sorry about that. Little guy’s bark is way worse than his bite.” He chuckled a little, before pulling out a few bills. “How much do I owe you?”

[shycarfanatic]

He seemed to take the hint very well, backing away from the 1969 Charger quietly. “I.. can pay you next Friday when I get my end of the month bonus.” he clarified, though, the car didn’t spark into flame or explode, the smoke dying down as the engine cooled from the tries to start it. The yet-to-be-named ginger seemed rightfully terrified.

The engine was old, rust visible on certain areas, even in certain troubling areas. The exterior was beautiful, the interior in good condition, but not great. Only the engine was in poor condition. Jackson wasn’t good with engines.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

“If it’s a quick fix, don’t worry about it.” Arthur nodded. “My uncle would kill me if he knew I didn’t step in when I knew there was an issue with the car, money or no.” He joked a little to try and lighten the poor kid’d mood.

His face turned serious and he moved to bend over the hood of the car, lifting the hood and sliding the strut in place to keep it further up before leaning in. 

“Smoke from the engine usually means something critical. Unless it’s funneling in through the exhaust. I need to ask a few questions, if you don’t mind. Have you seen any smoke from your tail-pipe before this? It’d probably be the same color. And it’d have to last even after the car’s warmed up. How’s your mileage in the car? Good? Or less than you should be getting?”

[shycarfanatic]

The ginger thought for a good moment. "...Gas mileage has halved recently, and yes. Smoke like that's been pouring out of the exhaust, as well as just the worst odor you could imagine." he began, though he took another moment. "Started as a light grey, so I thought it was just the exhaust on a cold day, but... it just got darker, and the whole car just shakes when you start and drive it."

Uh oh. That sounded bad.

"This all started a bit after I got it, but, it's all I have left of my dad, so, I haven't had the heart to just... get rid of it, ya know?" He seemed to hold his right arm, pulling the shirt of his uniform a bit, as if to cover something.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

A soft sigh came from the ginger. It was another delivery, and they seemed to be getting more and more strange each day. He approached the door, knocking on the door, before calling "Pizza!", as he was used to. Surf's Up Surprise. A rather unpopular mixture of toppings, but, this address always seemed to order it, every order, every time with no changes. He adjusted his glasses, his uniform clean, and the pizza held in his hands. He idly waited. At least it wasn't raining, unlike the day prior.

Nearly the moment he rapped on the door, furious barking sounded on the other side. That was followed almost a minute later by thumping steps and a ‘It’s just the pizza guy, Mystery!’ to which the barks quieted to silence.

Another moment or two passed, and the door swung open, a blond with brown-streaked bangs in brown pajama pants and a sunflower yellow cotton hoodie stood,  at the door, fishing a wallet from the jacket’s pocket. “Uh. Sorry about that. Little guy’s bark is way worse than his bite.” He chuckled a little, before pulling out a few bills. “How much do I owe you?”

[shycarfanatic]

He tried to turn the key for the final time, before giving up entirely. “This car was due a tune-up, but, now it’s just completely cut out.” He gave a rather hefty palm-slap to the dashboard, groaning. “This is a sports car from 1969, and she’s starting to show her age.”

He adjusted his glasses. “I’ll see if I can jumpstart her. She’s done this at least five times over the past few weeks, but, it’s getting more and more frequent, and I can’t afford a mechanic on my horrible salary.” He rolled his eyes, getting out of the car and popping open the hood, a thick black smoke coming from the engine.

The ginger was silent, until a thud was heard. He closed the hood, before crossing his arms and putting his head down into them atop the hood. Grumbles and muttered curses were heard from him.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

“UH.” Arthur seemed to forget he was currently shoeless, and he hurried down the steps into the rain. He grabbed ahold of the pizza boy’s jacket, and tugged. “You need to get away from that thing right now.” His voice was anxious. 

“I am a mechanic, and grey or black smoke from the engine specifically in that amount means you get away from the car.” He knew he sounded dramatic, but that color smoke meant the issue was from gasoline, the most volatile and flammable liquid in the engine. 

Just because it was smoking didn’t strictly mean anything would happen, or that that was the true issue, but it was better to be safe than sorry. “It could be harmless, but you need to give it a few minutes to settle. And don’t start the car again. I’ll check the oil and try to give you an idea of what’s happening.” He didn’t care if the kid couldn’t pay. He wasn’t about to let them go off in a car that was liable to cause an accident and get them hurt, or possibly worse.

[shycarfanatic]

He seemed to take the hint very well, backing away from the 1969 Charger quietly. “I.. can pay you next Friday when I get my end of the month bonus.” he clarified, though, the car didn’t spark into flame or explode, the smoke dying down as the engine cooled from the tries to start it. The yet-to-be-named ginger seemed rightfully terrified.

The engine was old, rust visible on certain areas, even in certain troubling areas. The exterior was beautiful, the interior in good condition, but not great. Only the engine was in poor condition. Jackson wasn’t good with engines.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

A soft sigh came from the ginger. It was another delivery, and they seemed to be getting more and more strange each day. He approached the door, knocking on the door, before calling "Pizza!", as he was used to. Surf's Up Surprise. A rather unpopular mixture of toppings, but, this address always seemed to order it, every order, every time with no changes. He adjusted his glasses, his uniform clean, and the pizza held in his hands. He idly waited. At least it wasn't raining, unlike the day prior.

Nearly the moment he rapped on the door, furious barking sounded on the other side. That was followed almost a minute later by thumping steps and a ‘It’s just the pizza guy, Mystery!’ to which the barks quieted to silence.

Another moment or two passed, and the door swung open, a blond with brown-streaked bangs in brown pajama pants and a sunflower yellow cotton hoodie stood,  at the door, fishing a wallet from the jacket’s pocket. “Uh. Sorry about that. Little guy’s bark is way worse than his bite.” He chuckled a little, before pulling out a few bills. “How much do I owe you?”

[shycarfanatic]

“Oh, really? Well, I’ve actually seen her around. We were in a class together forever ago, so, I doubt she remembers me.” He smiled a bit. “But, yeah. Have  good one, and we look forward to serving you again.” he said, before turning. Though, with a loud crack, lightning struck, causing the ginger to jump, and it started to pour. “…Shit.” he let out, trying to get to his car as quick as possible.

It didn’t start.

He could be seen trying everything to start his ‘69 Charger, but to no avail. He eventually gave up. “Damn my astraphobia…”

[arthurtristankingsmen]

Arthur had returned inside with his pizza and see it on the counter. He’d gone and grabbed some plates and napkins from the drawer by the fridge for spare ones from from delivery and takeout places.

He’d set up the meal for a quiet pajama day in, and popped in a movie to start when Mystery caught his attention where he was staring out the window with intensity. “Everything okay, boy?”

“He’s still here.” Mystery wuffed in response, and Arthur tilted his head and pulled back the blind. Sure enough, it was starting to downpour, but he could see the car and the pizza boy’s red hair.

“I’m gonna see if he needs help.” Arthur moved to the door, and Mystery nodded, still watching through the window. Arthur stepped out onto the concrete porch steps, throwing his hood up to protect from stray droplets. “Hey. Everything okay?” He called loud enough to be heard over the stormy weather.

[shycarfanatic]

He tried to turn the key for the final time, before giving up entirely. “This car was due a tune-up, but, now it’s just completely cut out.” He gave a rather hefty palm-slap to the dashboard, groaning. “This is a sports car from 1969, and she’s starting to show her age.”

He adjusted his glasses. “I’ll see if I can jumpstart her. She’s done this at least five times over the past few weeks, but, it’s getting more and more frequent, and I can’t afford a mechanic on my horrible salary.” He rolled his eyes, getting out of the car and popping open the hood, a thick black smoke coming from the engine.

The ginger was silent, until a thud was heard. He closed the hood, before crossing his arms and putting his head down into them atop the hood. Grumbles and muttered curses were heard from him.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

A soft sigh came from the ginger. It was another delivery, and they seemed to be getting more and more strange each day. He approached the door, knocking on the door, before calling "Pizza!", as he was used to. Surf's Up Surprise. A rather unpopular mixture of toppings, but, this address always seemed to order it, every order, every time with no changes. He adjusted his glasses, his uniform clean, and the pizza held in his hands. He idly waited. At least it wasn't raining, unlike the day prior.

Nearly the moment he rapped on the door, furious barking sounded on the other side. That was followed almost a minute later by thumping steps and a ‘It’s just the pizza guy, Mystery!’ to which the barks quieted to silence.

Another moment or two passed, and the door swung open, a blond with brown-streaked bangs in brown pajama pants and a sunflower yellow cotton hoodie stood,  at the door, fishing a wallet from the jacket’s pocket. “Uh. Sorry about that. Little guy’s bark is way worse than his bite.” He chuckled a little, before pulling out a few bills. “How much do I owe you?”

[shycarfanatic]

“Nah, only one.” he let out. He looked to Arthur, blinking a bit. “…Also, forgive me, but you look familiar.. for some reason.” he let out. “…You’re a friend a’… Vivi, right?” he asked. “…I’ve seen her around with a guy who looks kind of like you.” he let out, adjusting his glasses with a free hand.

He tried to think. Yeah. This Arthur guy was quite familiar.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

“Uh.” He was caught a little off-guard by the question, but after a few seconds, he nodded. “Yeah. Vi’s my roommate, actually. That was her dog barking before.” 

He counted the bills and passed them to the guy, with a few dollars for tip. “You know her from the bookstore, I’m guessing?”

[shycarfanatic]

“Oh, really? Well, I’ve actually seen her around. We were in a class together forever ago, so, I doubt she remembers me.” He smiled a bit. “But, yeah. Have  good one, and we look forward to serving you again.” he said, before turning. Though, with a loud crack, lightning struck, causing the ginger to jump, and it started to pour. “...Shit.” he let out, trying to get to his car as quick as possible.

It didn’t start.

He could be seen trying everything to start his ‘69 Charger, but to no avail. He eventually gave up. “Damn my astraphobia...”

[thekitsunemystery]

Open Starter: The Return

A soft groan escaped the disguised kitsune. Where was he this time? All he saw was darkness. He looked around, his eyes adjusting to the dark soon enough, though, he found himself… alone. Alone in an old, rusted-out van. He was terrified. “V-Vivi…?” he let out, sounding more and more scared as time went on. “Arthur…?” He looked around. He was alone, and being alone meant… she could reach him… she could find him…

He tried to find an exit, whimpering like… a frightened canine.

[shycarfanatic]

A confused blink was all that the ginger gave the van. It was relatively out of place! He pulled over to the side of the road, climbing from his car. He approached the van silently..