a chess game

PRESCOTT, NOAH. 24. "they can't catch me. i'm always one step ahead."

[nicolettemonet]

My weapon of choice is my brother.

And no, I don’t mind him fighting my battles for me hence the reason why he’s my weapon of choice.

[skyhighprescott]

What the fuck are you rambling on about? I have no idea where this conversation came from.

[skyhighprescott]

[minahpce-blog]

.. Just checking to see if you’re alright? You seem extremely out of it. 

[skyhighprescott]

Congratu-fucking-lations, what else is new?

Naw… Naw, I’m good. It’s just… the shits.

[baysidescrapbook-blog]

Lucy Miller trying to study for an exam. [Taken by: Noah Prescott]

[baysidescrapbook-blog]

Noah Prescott’s daily income. [Taken by: Noah Prescott]

[troublcmaker]

Artemis. It’s Artemis. But uh, yeah. I guess I’m that chick.

[skyhighprescott]

Oh, yeah, that’s right! You and your girls opened up for The Concrete’s before. Damn, you chicks are hot.

[damhnaitosullivan]

[she wanders the aisle aimlessly, hazel hues looking through titles and bands as her fingers skirt over the tops of albums, none of them looking like what she wants. She bites her lip when she sees the other, wondering if he could help her] Uhm, yeah. I was looking for a Fleetwood Mac album. But I can’t find it.

[skyhighprescott]

Fleetwood Mac? Fleetwood Mac… We, in fact, do have some, but it depends which one you’re looking for. Follow me.

[troublcmaker]

No -I mean, uh…Hi, Noah. 

[skyhighprescott]

Hey…? Um, you’re that one chick right? Abigail, Artura…? Am I getting somewhere?

[carterbraxton-deactivated201410]

Obviously. Otherwise I wouldn’t be standing here, looking like I need help.

[skyhighprescott]

Well, what the fuck is it, then?

[skyhighprescott]

[He’s mindlessly sorting vinyls, eyes glossed over, sniffling here and there when someone walks up to him, knocking him out of his trance.] Can I help you with something?

[fcksaphira]

Look, I really don’t wanna talk right now.

[skyhighprescott]

What? You don't have time to speak to your favorite guy?

Next to Leo, of course.

[skyhighprescott]

p - l - o - t - s

Note: these plots are just general ideas and have no set ending on how it would play out. Could end however.

PLOT #001:

A group if young’uns (for whatever reason they wish such as money problems, wanting to live more spontaneously, etc.) are intrigued by the drug lifestyle. Reluctant yet impressed, Noah has them go on errands and/or a series of tests to see how they handle under pressure. If they pass, Noah mentors them. ***max: three***

PLOT #002:

Noah and CHARACTER get so wasted one night at a karaoke bar and start singing karaoke. Could end in the sex, could not end in the sex.

PLOT #003:

During his early days of his drug dealing, Noah made some not-so-good decisions. He started officially at thirteen and he cheated someone out on one of his first deliveries. Luckily, he got away. But one day when Noah an CHARACTER decide to go movie-hopping, the person who got cheated sees him and they have to make a quick getaway as the cheated person chases them all night.

PLOT #004:

Though, he loves Bayside more than almost everything else, Noah fantasizes about what it would be like to live somewhere else. CHARACTER and Noah go out of town to a more extravagant looking community and look at the houses there because Noah can afford it.

PLOT #005:

Noah and CHARACTER bake weed-laced desserts.

PLOT #006:

Noah opens up about his parents and the business and where he sees himself in ten years.

PLOT #007:

Noah won't sell to your CHARACTER for some reason and CHARACTER threatens to expose him. (Though, this won't work because honestly, HQ has a foolproof system, lbr.)

[fcksaphira]

You best not be talkin’ to me. 

[skyhighprescott]

So what if I was, baby mama? What’re you gonna do about it?

[skyhighprescott]

Sorry, I don't know when our next gig is, so quit fucking asking me. I have bigger and more important things to worry about... Is there anything else I can help you with?

[skyhighprescott]

Text: Noah

aaron: YO, it's cinco de mayo dude. get out of your depression mode and let's go down to Mexico, i even bought us some sombreros. COMPADRES BEFORE TWO MADRES, MAN.

noah: fucking hell man

noah: you got the shit?

noah: also can we buy another one? gotta make sure my sister feels included

[prescott-two]

How long until I finish high school again? 

[skyhighprescott]

Why? Having second thoughts?

[aaron-kerman]

Can you be my wife, Fuck Face? I feel like you just get me. You know I’d be a good man to you.

Plus, you don’t have to worry about cheating this time.

[skyhighprescott]

I have no doubts about that, Blueball. You've always been there for me.

Shut the fuck up. I don't want to talk about it. Kind of. I dunno. Shit's always been fucked.