B_B: The Big Set-Up
I'm sure someday I'll look back on my time in Sunnydale and laugh. Laugh at the beatings in high school I received from the sportos. Laugh about the strangely similar beatings I received from my older brother. Laugh at constantly being referred to as "Tucker's brother" when I'm totally a better summoner. Laugh about the time I got egged while waiting in the Episode One Line Party, and then, just to add insult to the injury that was Episode One, I'll laugh at George Lucas. Hahaha, George Lucas! Eat my mitochlorians! I'll laugh at all the members of the high school and UC Sunnydale in-crowd who will grow up to be public servants with hemorrhoids. Laugh at the low-budg sorcererminions that latched on to Warren and I, craving some of our power and personal charisma. Laugh at ... being laughed at. Oh yes. I shall laugh. And it will be a mighty laugh. And Warren and I will laugh together. Mightily.
Maybe I should start laughing now, because today totally sucks. Warren hasn't called me yet, and we were supposed to hang out, old school style. Like before there was Jonathan around. I mean, we don't really hang out on our own, really, ever. Jerkathon is always around. The first time I met Warren was when I was still pretty young. It's weird, though, because it's almost like I knew what good friends we'd be later. I'm a little psychic, I think. Anyway, my brother Tucker was running this 1st Ed. game and asked me to play a cleric, because otherwise, they'd have no healers and all the barbarians would die. So, I played D&D with Warren -- way back, like, four years ago. Way before Jonathan met him. Warren was still friends with Tucker back then, obviously, which is how I knew him, but he was soon to see what a complete idiotassholesadist Tucker is. He totally stopped hanging out with my brother and started hanging out with me! It was cool.
Anyway, then, blah blah blah, Warren was busy a lot, with girlfriends and robotics and science and stuff. I just kind of winged it for a while. I worked on summoning. I learned how to juggle. I read a lot of comics and watched a lot of movies. You know, loner stuff. I knew Jonathan a little in high school -- we had group therapy together (don't ask) every week and talked about gaming together sometime. Eventually, we started talking about the important stuff: magic, Ewan MacGregor's best movie and comic books. We sort of bonded a little bit about being ignored by 89% of the cool and beautiful people at school. That's more his deal than mine: He gets ignored, I get pummeled. Once, Jonathan created this spell that -- well, I don't know how to explain it, but it was cool. Anyway, Jonathan and I started trying to hang out more so we wouldn't be alone all the time, and for a while it was just us. I didn't find Warren again until we were all in Latin at UC Sunnydale.
Warren hasn't called yet and Jonathan fully left without me to go to the Magic Box. I'm going to glue something together, or set something on fire. I'm really bored.
Maybe I should start laughing now, because today totally sucks. Warren hasn't called me yet, and we were supposed to hang out, old school style. Like before there was Jonathan around. I mean, we don't really hang out on our own, really, ever. Jerkathon is always around. The first time I met Warren was when I was still pretty young. It's weird, though, because it's almost like I knew what good friends we'd be later. I'm a little psychic, I think. Anyway, my brother Tucker was running this 1st Ed. game and asked me to play a cleric, because otherwise, they'd have no healers and all the barbarians would die. So, I played D&D with Warren -- way back, like, four years ago. Way before Jonathan met him. Warren was still friends with Tucker back then, obviously, which is how I knew him, but he was soon to see what a complete idiotassholesadist Tucker is. He totally stopped hanging out with my brother and started hanging out with me! It was cool.
Anyway, then, blah blah blah, Warren was busy a lot, with girlfriends and robotics and science and stuff. I just kind of winged it for a while. I worked on summoning. I learned how to juggle. I read a lot of comics and watched a lot of movies. You know, loner stuff. I knew Jonathan a little in high school -- we had group therapy together (don't ask) every week and talked about gaming together sometime. Eventually, we started talking about the important stuff: magic, Ewan MacGregor's best movie and comic books. We sort of bonded a little bit about being ignored by 89% of the cool and beautiful people at school. That's more his deal than mine: He gets ignored, I get pummeled. Once, Jonathan created this spell that -- well, I don't know how to explain it, but it was cool. Anyway, Jonathan and I started trying to hang out more so we wouldn't be alone all the time, and for a while it was just us. I didn't find Warren again until we were all in Latin at UC Sunnydale.
Warren hasn't called yet and Jonathan fully left without me to go to the Magic Box. I'm going to glue something together, or set something on fire. I'm really bored.