Wilson Miller

"If life is an ocean, I am a deep and handsome fish. A fish that’s drowning. If the artistic process is a birth canal. Then I am a freshly jellied kid. Come witness my crowning. These thoughts of mine. Must be a sign that I’m hashtag deep."  

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"Single Dad?" Wilson gulped as he looked down at the baby in his arms. "for two weeks?" He was slightly jealous of the other students who at least got to share their baby with a partner, but at least he would be able to pick the baby’s name by himself. Wilson wasn't one to turn down a challenge, but having to take care of a baby would certainly throw a wrench into things. "Time to do some research." Wilson carefully placed the baby in the carrier and headed off towards the library. He checked out a few comic books. The librarian gave him a funny look, but he shrugged. "This is the one where the Wally West Flash has kids, and this one is the one where Reed Richards and Sue Storm have their baby." Wilson beamed. "If superheroes can handle babies why can't I?" He picked up his things and headed for the door, tripping over the baby carrier he'd placed on the floor next to him and landing on his face, sending this things flying.. "Oh shit." As if right on cue, the baby started crying. "No! No! Come on baby it's fine." Wilson sat down on the floor of the library next to the carrier, ignoring the mess he’d made. "Shhh. We’re in the library, you have to be quiet!"

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maevemacduibhshithe:

“clearly.” maeve muttered, and let out a disappointed sigh. she looked down the hall again, and back at him, an eyebrow raised, before giving her simple answer. “yes. this is childish, at best.” she looked down the hallway again, taking in all the strings and the mess he’d made of the area. “funny?” she questioned, finding no entertainment in pranks such as this one. “not really,” she said, answering her own question. “i’ve seen better.”

Wilson knew full well that he could do better, and it just made him angry that someone else had to point it out to him. "There's nothing wrong with childish" He mused low. The voice coming from his no longer camouflaged self. He felt defeated. Did everyone feel that his pranks were childish and unfunny? What was he doing with his life then? "Yeah, I've seen better too." Wilson admitted dejectedly.

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olliebotwin:

Wilson’s smile left his lips and an ache filled Ollie’s heart. She wasn’t used to seeing him without his smile. It was something the girl didn’t even realize she’d come to need so badly until that moment, the moment when the light left his face. “No! No. I’ll pop them. I’m sorry, I don’t know how this works. I knew pranksters back home but their pranks on me… they weren’t meant for fun. They were meant to frighten and often times meant to harm me. I know– I know you wouldn’t do that to me. Shit, I fucked this up didn’t I? You just wanted to do something nice for my birthday.” Ollie rambled. The girl ran a hand through her hair. How could she fix this? Looking up, she smiled shyly. Was this a date? Was that what was happening here? She’d been so sheltered her whole life, told time and time again that she would never be normal or fall in love, that she could hardly tell the difference between being just friends or something more. What were they? She hadn’t the slightest idea but she did want to go out even if nothing came of it. Being with Wilson was enough. “Maybe that’ll change. I’m sure if you have something to do with it I won’t be able to help but love them. Now I’ve gotta do some digging, though. I can’t be the only one celebrating.”

"I would never purposefully frighten or harm you." Wilson's face filled with concern. "My pranks are meant to be fun. I promise. But don't pop the balloons on account of me. Just do it if you want to." He shrugged a little, that signature Wilson smile slowly returning to his face. Wilson clapped his hands together and immediately went into planning mode. He decided to buck up and run with the craziness that was rolling around in his mind. "Alright, so for our date I was thinking-" He paused for a moment to gauge her reaction to him using the word date. "We could Have a picnic at sunset, and then stargaze up on the roof." He stopped and flashed a genuine smile her way. "Or we could do whatever you want to do. I'm always game for anything."

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jamiisons:

jubilee’s eyes widened at his answer, suddenly intrigued by that story. but he was telling a different one, so she wouldn’t interrupt. “well yeah, that makes sense. it was a twin convention after all. wasn’t that in the email ?”

"Shhhh! You're spoiling it!" WIlson hushed the other girl putting his own finger to her lips. "It was a twin convention. And there's me without a twin!" He shrugged, but then turned on the dramatics. "What was I to do?"

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jacks-onian:

Jack just wanted some peanut m&m’s, and apparently at Walt Disney University that was way too much to ask. He got to the front of his dorm and twisted the handle. There was a bit of resistance, but he didn’t think of it until he pulled the door open. A loud bang reverberated through the hallway, and his own door stopped short, not allowing enough room for even his hand to get through. He was shocked at the loud noise, and his hand let go of the handle as he stumbled back. “What the-” Jackson moved to look through the crack between the door-frame, and saw a rope tied to his handle. Perplexed, he took a few steps forward, his body phasing easily through the solid door so that he stood in the hallway. He looked down and saw the same rope stretching from his door handle, passing through his stomach, and attaching to the door handle across from  his dorm. As he looked down the hallway, all of the dorms had the same contraption set up. “I swear to god if this was Stephanie…” he mumbled to himself, moving to the side so that the rope was no longer going through him. He began to untie the rope from his door handle, still a bit dazed.

The loud banging of the door caused Wilson to jump slightly. He stood in the middle of the hallway, but since he was camouflaged it didn't matter. Wilson looked around quickly trying to figure out which door had been the one to cause all the other doors to slam. As if on cue he watched the boymove through his door, and WIlson's jaw dropped almost to the floor. He slapped his hand over his mouth to keep from squealing. If there was one thing to know about Wilson, it was that he was giddy every time he got to see other's powers at work. He felt like they could all join together and become some unstoppable super team, but he'd have to come up with a better name. When the boy grumbled something about some Stephanie, Wilson almost wanted to take credit right then and there, but decided to wait. After all, he couldn't give himself away that easily. It was his trademark.

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maevemacduibhshithe:

maeve wasn’t sure where the voice was coming from, but after hearing a voice, she knew that someone was there. “if you’re going to hide, you should at least learn to keep your mouth shut.” it took her one glance down the hallway to make her quite thankful she didn’t live in this hall. “also, i don’t know who you’re trying to trick with this prank, but it’s lame.” she sighed, ready to turn away and head back in the direction she came in. 

"I have a hard time not talking." Wilson squinted his eyes at the girl and then moved his camouflaged self to her other side before speaking again. "Lame?" He objected. "You think it's lame?" Wilson looked out at the hallway, doors tied together. No, it wasn't his best work, but he wasn't really into this as much as he let on anymore. He need to find something else, but he wasn't quite there yet, so he'd rather disappoint with a lame prank, than leave the halls of WDA unpranked. “It’s still funny.”

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OOC: i just moved and we don't have wifi. I might die. But in the mean time I'll be sneaking on at work to do replies. SO I do believe i'm caught up with Kennedy and Luke. I'll do WIlson replies tomorrow. HMU if you want to plot! I think Luke's account is currently the one set up on my phone so that's probably your best bet on getting ahold of me :)

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[OOC: I FINALLY made some plot pages for my beebs. they only currently have 2 or 3 plot/connection type things each, but there will be more added I'm sure, but feel free to give them a look and let me know if you want to do one of them, or if you think we are already kind of falling into one of them haha] WILSON KENNEDY LUKE

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[ooc: i think i'm caught up with replies on all my characters (minus one with a pending question that i already messaged the mun about). if i'm wrong please let me know! i've been wrong before, i can take it.

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georgiemallory:

“Preferably neither. I was referring to something exciting. Not loud.”

Wilson was disappointed, but only for a moment. "Exciting? I can do exciting. I'm the King of exciting."

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prfectmichele:

“A friend of mine. He’s a bit of a grump. Then again that doesn’t mean anything because my boy– my… Wesley, he’s also a grump but he’s said nothing against my Christmas decorations! He’s like one of the grumpiest people of all. Of course I find it enthralling, his grumpiness, but that’s besides the point.” Michele laughed gently, “I agree. Besides, many things I have hung up are winter decorations, not Christmas specific decorations.”

"So it's settled then, next July we'll blast the entire campus with Christmas decoration extravaganza and no one will be able to do anything but love it." Wilson was very pleased with this idea, even if in his mind it could be laid out as an elaborate prank. His mind switched out of prank mode quickly when he heard her say the word enthralling "Well then, seems somebody is in love." Wilson cooed in a sing-songy voice. "So what's his name, where's he from?" He joked, though he was slightly curious.

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"Wait for it, Wait for it." Wilson whispered to himself. He was using his powers of dynamic camouflage to watch his latest prank unfold. He watched the doorways to the dorm rooms all slightly with a tight rope tying the handles from one door to the room across the hall. Now he just needed to wait for one person to pull open their door, and every other door would slam closed, making an even bigger mess for the students to try and get out of. He wasn't even sure anyone was in their dorms at this point, but he decided to wait it out.

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