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Ooc : I may only sort of be on if at all this week. Computer is confiscated lol

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{{okay so. my day has been so fucking interesting that i am going to make an ooc post just to talk about it, partly because i am too lazy to log into my legitimate tumblr.

Okay so. It starts out simple enough. i oversleep, get to school late, laugh alone with chicken mcnuggets etc. go to speech class. give a speech (in interpretive dance or something. luckily my friend was there to interpret my flailing) on human experimentation with still alive (portal) playing in the background. then someones dr pepper spontaneously combusts for no good reason. which was weird.

So then i go to algebra and we have a dance party because there was a fucking cricket in the room and it would not shut up. i found it but it was too high up to get rid of. regardless.

Skip to the end of the day and some buttmunch pulls the fire alarm, i dont even know who. but it just goes off for like thirty minutes while i wait for my ride. then i figure out my ride isnt coming, i cant remember why, so i walk home and buy some shorts on the way home (i live in texas and its starting to get hot out) and the guy at the counter is just the creepiest guy i have ever met. the conversation goes like this:

Him: hello sir i have an offer for you. if you pay with check i will give you six dollars and five percent off your entire purchase.

Me: *stare*

Him: and also you can have five percent off of your next starbucks purchase right over there *points at the in-store starbucks*

Me: *squint*

Him: come on this is a great offer i could save you a lot of money.

Me: .... *pay with card and leave as fast as possible*

*And then* i get started going home and i get chased by a gaggle of geese. motherfucking geese. they are just chasing me and honking until i get across the street, where i promptly get sprayed in the face with some douches sprinkler system. seriously who has a system that goes off at five-thirty. then i got home and cleaned my room for absolutely no reason.

All and all, id say i had a nice day.

{{ okay so I know I owe posts to Kefira and Gamzee/Atakam. Lost the links to the posts i need to reblog though, so can i get those? ill probably reply tomorrow. computers being funny again ><

((I’m so sorry- I know this is rough but Kefira will be there to listen if you let her.))

{{naw, naw, this happened like 15 years ago. he's still touchy about it, though, so he might spill his beans eventually xD

Janavi: Lament

This is hard for you. It always is. It's easy and hard at the same time. The house is loud. There's a combination of yelling and thuds backed up by the white noise of a tv playing in the background and you barely notice it. You don't know what you are saying. You don't know what she's saying. Everything is hitting your ears in a pounding drumbeat and you can't discern a single word. Not a lick of it is pleasant, that much you can tell. Just the tone of it. You are picking up all of the venom and none of the meaning. Your own throat is sore as you spit fire of your own. Your words don't hold nearly as much spite but they hold twice as much logic but even so, you are absolutely certain it is all flying right over her head. Then suddenly, it stops. Everything comes to a grinding halt as you go too far, your words are too hot and everything is silent save for a ringing in your ears. Your cheek stings. Your eyes are wide. You are speechless.

You raise your own hand, but not to her. Your fingertips trace lightly over the surface of your face, adding minute smudges to the already-smeared paint. You vaguely manage to recognise her calling it stupid, silly, childish. The very paint she'd once regularly raved at and smeared. You remember it, but she apparently doesn't.

"You only care about your job,"

No, no. That isn't true. You care about your family. You want a family, at least. You do care, you really do, and that's why you work so hard. You wince. She isn't playing fair anymore. But what's said is said and you are done. You are done with this. Your surprise turns to nothing but cold examination and you turn on your heel. She yells after you. You don't listen. You don't want to hear what she has to say. You stride out the door without another word. Your head isn't nearly as silent as your mouth is being. It's already whirring, tuning out the things she yells out at you with a stream of logistics and what you are going to do next and paperwork- oh dear messiahs the paperwork this is going to involve- and on top of it all, a big heavy sheet of regret. It drips over you, thick and bitter and heavy like some kind of disgusting sap. Bad idea. This was hasty. Too soon. Your fault. That's why this is happening. You loathe it, you really do.

Your name is Janavi Caprin and you are lamenting your biggest mistake.

#Janavi Caprin #Regret #Backstory #Divorce

{{because i am procrastinating posting

ow fuck. why does my laptop get so damn HOT.

*totally didnt just burn his stomach*

OOC CONFESSION

{{ well actually it's kind of IC too.

Both Janavi and I unironically like ICP.

CANT BE TAAAAMED

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((i won’t be able to be there! it being easter and all ;; ))

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{{it might not be today, seeing as my computer is being a gigantic ass. idk ill have to see.

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you want me to try and start up a chatzy??))

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{{nah my computer decided to douche out on that, so I just said fuck it and put a CBOX on the actual blog. check this shit out. arent i l33t hax0rz?

http://ubiquitous-regnum.tumblr.com/

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OOC:

{{The kids are having too much fun. The teachers should have a sleepover on Chatzy or something. It’ll be horrible and awkward for everyone and that includes you.

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((yes. YES YES ))

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{{we are doing this, man. We are making this happen.

ARE ALL THE OTHER TEACHERS DOWN? WHEN’S A GOOD TIME? I CAN SET UP A CHATZY ANY TIME (cant do skype)

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((I’m in, I’m free all day, too.))

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^^^

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((i won’t be able to be there! it being easter and all ;; ))

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{{it might not be today, seeing as my computer is being a gigantic ass. idk ill have to see.

{{ASDFGHJKLKFJHGEIUOFBVTRJ

fuck this computer.

fuck it in the ASS

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OOC:

{{The kids are having too much fun. The teachers should have a sleepover on Chatzy or something. It’ll be horrible and awkward for everyone and that includes you.

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((yes. YES YES ))

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{{we are doing this, man. We are making this happen.

ARE ALL THE OTHER TEACHERS DOWN? WHEN'S A GOOD TIME? I CAN SET UP A CHATZY ANY TIME (cant do skype)

((will it be forced and mandatory for every teacher?))

{{it should be. But it wont be Janavi's idea unless he means it as a staff meeting of sorts (that gets horribly derailed)

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{{The kids are having too much fun. The teachers should have a sleepover on Chatzy or something. It'll be horrible and awkward for everyone and that includes you.

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h i g ... h ?

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Atakam: don’t remember the past hour

Of course you don’t remember the past hour, you’ve been too high to remember. You are laying on the grass, and god damn, tilting your head back is so fucking HILARIOUS. You have been laughing at most of everything ever since you got high. Damn, this shit is so funny. You’re laying on the grass with Gamzee, and depth perception has lost you. You reach up towards the stars, trying to grab them “Well SHIT. What, I can’t grab them….Oh wow, fences, and……Fuck what if they talked…I can’t eat the stars someone stuck them to the sky…” Atakam continued to try and grab stars with both hands, laughing to himself

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Janavi: Attempt to cool down

Fat chance. You cannot remember ever being quite so angry throughout your entire life. Angry, flustered, embarrassed and on top of that, your desk is totaled. You do not know what to think. You cannot see straight and you are pretty sure that the next thing you see that pisses you off is going to send your rage into nuclear territory. This is very bad. You are not supposed to allow yourself to become this angry. Maybe some fresh air will help your situation. You can discuss the culprit with Ms. Meiire at a later time.

You close your computer and storm out of your office. You swear that there must be a cloud of rage floating around your head, but that would be ridiculous. You head out into the yard, taking deep breaths and glancing up at the sky. Okay, you think you might be okay-

Oh fuck no.

You pause, taking another breath. You smell smoke. Oh. Oh shit no. Not on your school. Not on your watch. You head towards the source of it, scowl deepening so hard that it is a wonder that you do not have lines there yet.

"VANTAS, THAT HAD BETTER NOT BE-"

and it isn't. You were expecting him to be sitting there, taking drags off of a cigarette. But there he is, with a student, and a bong. You cannot. You simply cannot. You stare for a few moments, and if you listen closely, you can almost hear the gears in your head stop turning and something snap deep inside of your very soul.

"What-" you ask, your voice surprisingly calm, quiet, and oddly menacing, "-is going on here?"

#Janavi Caprin #atakam vantas #Gamzee Makara

I'm not sure who is doing it either but we really n33d to find the culprit. You shouldn't have to go through this.

i'm just... going to take a walk.

This is a test of the emergency pickup line service. B3333333333p. If you had b33n any less beautiful, you would have just heard a bad pickup line.

I...I... I JUST...

You know sw33ty, my lips won't just kiss themselves. Please help

WHO IS THIS?

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