Hᴏᴍᴇᴛᴏᴡɴ Gᴜᴀʀᴅɪᴀɴ.

[coronaflower-deactivated2015090]

“ Well, all i can ask is that if you must prank me at some point, can it not be anything too big? ” 

[triicksterism]

  “ Darn, and here I was hoping you would let me go all out. Jackson ‘Extreme Prankster’ Overland has been foiled! ”

[triicksterism]

im!! actually on vacation right now, so all activity here is at a stand still

i’ll be back on saturday or a little later. thank you for your patience!

[flippinflakes]

Tried out some new things in the stream

[coronaflower-deactivated2015090]

“ I guess that makes sense! Though, please remind me to try and not be on the receiving end of your pranks. “

[triicksterism]

     “ I usually use my pranks on a certain type of person, but I won’t promise your safety from them, miss. ”

[coronaflower-deactivated2015090]

triicksterism

“ Oh my god– I can’t believe you just did that!! “ 

[triicksterism]

      “ If I didn’t do that, I feel like I would have failed my daily prank quota y’know? ”

[littleotouto]

Send a ♕ if you're too intimidated to talk/roleplay with me

[dukevenomania]

Here is a nice opportunity to make my acquaintance.

[triicksterism]

                           starter call!

[triicksterism]

i hit 50 followers oh my God thank you guys so much !!!

[triicksterism]

mediusora replied to your post: FINDING OUT ONE OF UR FRIENDS WAS REALLY INTO...

l aughs I actually used to rp Merida when the fandom was really big……

whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat i didn’t know that omg

maybe i saw you since this is my second time around here aaaaa

[triicksterism]

FINDING OUT ONE OF UR FRIENDS WAS REALLY INTO ROTBTD

[triicksterism]

i updated my rules and my mun page a little bit if you wanna check them out!!

[plondie]

back to zero, here we go; i can feel it coming to the end

[triicksterism]

          “ I promise, I promise               you’re going to be fine.

                                                                                   You have to believe in me. ”

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[ofmemoriiies-deactivated2017081]

    An excited grin appears across the guardian’s lips. So he did mean her! This was very exciting to Tooth; she hasn’t interacted with a human teenager in forever!

    “Yes, of course! I’m Toothiana. You can call me Tooth for short, if you’d like, though. A lot of my friends do! May I know your name?” She asks the other with the same curiosity & excitement that matched the brunette’s.

[triicksterism]

     Perfect, this mission is going smoothly! No chases through the forest, no tucking and rolling under low branches to catch up to converse, nothing dangerous.

      What a peculiar name. He ponders on her appearance along with the name, expression shifting to a more thoughtful one before another smile popped in. “ Ms. Tooth it is then! I’m Jackson Overland and it’s a pleasure to meet you, ” he introduces in response, bowing before straightening out. “ So, what brings you to Burgess? ”

[triicksterism]

frcsty:

         It’s IMPOSSIBLE to miss the discourteous remark, his stare narrowing at the brunet below. He must have expected this form of TREATMENT from the adolescent boy, or from who else does Jack Frost get his gift of SARCASM from?

         … Though then again, the spirit doesn’t completely remember who he was, moreover what sort of PERSONALITY he bore during his colonial days. Only fragments of his precious memory came back to him, after all.

         ❝ —— Well, yes, I do, ❞ he states in a matter - of - fact tone, taking a moment to pause for him to LEAP from the branch and land safely, without even the slightest scratch on pale skin. It helps quite a lot to be acquainted with the winds, always cushioning your FALL.

         But those are thoughts for ANOTHER time. He acknowledges that fact the moment his blue gaze meet warm, hazel eyes shaped IDENTICALLY to his own.

                             ❝ I’ve lived here for about 300 years, kid. ❞

     He crinkles his nose at the stranger, feet kicking while remaining on the branch. Sure, answering sass with more sass isn’t exactly the ideal way to solve a problem, but what else was he to do? 

     Losing his hideout to a stranger is out of the question. Call him childish (he’ll readily admit it) or prideful (he’ll confess on that matter too, though less willingly), but abandoning the place he has found himself returning to for years is something he cannot even fathom.

     As soon as the other drops past him, Jackson releases a yelp and falls backwards. Reacting fast, he tightens his legs around the branch and exhales after a moment of fear wracking his chest. With a heave, the brunet gathers himself and reclaims his proper seat on the branch, gaze turned towards the boy again.

     This person isn’t normal. People don’t jump from high branches and land without an injury. Was it witchcraft? Possibly.  

     “ There is no way that is true. Burgess hasn’t even been around for 300 years! ”

[lastlightontherails-archived]

     “Well, isn’t that obvious?” James laughed lightly, retracting his hand to cradle the bird feed.      “How charming - no one’s ever addressed me as mister before. Ironic, coming from you, I would say.”

[triicksterism]

      “ Is it? I haven’t noticed! ”    With the handshake broken, he drops his hand back to his side.       “ They haven’t? That’s a little odd, but I guess it depends on how old you look. It is? What makes you say that, Mister James? ”

[triicksterism]

     “ Mother grounded me temporarily due to undisclosed circumstances, but I’m out and about again! ”