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pedaltothemetal

Wherein there is an entry with a lot of things in it!

Sep 12, 2009 19:37

[Falcon is gone. He is no longer here. Well, sort of. He kind of had an unfortunate run in with Skull Kid on Saturday morning and is teen_flacon this week. Exciting fun!

( There is a note posted on his door. )

!daisy, !black shadow, 17 again but with less zefron, !olimar, *phone call, awkward is my other other middle name, !max, *office log, !jeff, !apple kid, !goose, !raiden, !samus

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[dis is a cellphone message beep] icequeen_aran September 13 2009, 02:12:55 UTC

[Samus, being the KIND AND UNDERSTANDING hahaha woman she was, was questioning Falcon's apparent throat condition more than his spontaneous reasoning for leaving. Perhaps he was coming down with a minor cold? Oh gosh perhaps he should sit his butt down in the gunship just to be sure; but alas he was already gone. She is fooled for now.]

[She opts to simply text back a reply: Hey, got your message. I'll help keep an eye on Jeff and Ionia until you get back. Until then maybe take an aspirin for your throat or something, it sounds awful. ...Miss you too.]

Re: [dis is a cellphone message beep] teen_flacon September 13 2009, 02:20:36 UTC

[Successssss brb conspiring with Jeff to underage drink and steal all your underwear.]

icequeen_aran September 13 2009, 02:22:24 UTC

[NOOOOO SHE LIKES HER UNDERWEAR RIGHT WHERE IT IS]

A Place - Sometime notstevejobs September 13 2009, 03:14:16 UTC

Apple Kid was wandering the halls of the school, peering at things through a small set of opera glasses. It would have been very refined if he hadn't had mustard smeared down the front of his overalls.

Re: A Place - Sometime teen_flacon September 13 2009, 03:23:18 UTC

And here came Teen Falcon, wondering just what Apple Kid was doing with a pair of opera glasses. Probably another one of his bizarre inventions. Hopefully this one didn't summon doughnuts.

Oh well. He was sure he'd find out soon enough.

Re: A Place - Sometime notstevejobs September 13 2009, 03:24:19 UTC

"Hi, Douglas!" said Apple Kid, looking at Andy and waving.

Re: A Place - Sometime teen_flacon September 13 2009, 03:32:57 UTC

Falcon stopped short. There was no way. "Excuse me?" He said to the smelly boy incredulously.

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Sunday afternoonish B| blondprodigy September 13 2009, 03:23:08 UTC

That Lash. Jeff couldn't believe her! Stealing his schtick! Little did she know (or did she?) she'd aggravated his competitive side. He'd be sure to come up with some kind of display that was so ridiculously over the top and dazzling that no one person would ever be able to top it. And then he'd win.

He was going to need a damn lot of rockets, though. So he was snooping around the science wing, looting borrowing any supplies he could find.

Re: Sunday afternoonish B| teen_flacon September 13 2009, 03:37:23 UTC

Oh happenstance! Falcon happened to be sauntering through the science wing at that exact moment, and Jeff's angry looting could be heard from all the way around the corner.

So of course he had to check it out, only to find the student probably taking things from the science wing he should not have been taking.

By this point, Falcon had made it a challenge to see just how many people he could fool, and Jeff would probably be fun. So he took a few steps up to the student, shoved his hands in his pockets and nonchalantly hovered over him, peering over his shoulder like a total creep.

Re: Sunday afternoonish B| blondprodigy September 13 2009, 03:44:12 UTC

Jeff was pretty used to creepers hovering over his shoulders while he pilfered things from the science wing. Maxwell did it all the time back in Snow Wood. But Jeff wasn't at Snow Wood. And Maxwell wasn't here.

He whirled around, dropping something that was thankfully not fragile but made a loud clattering noise.

"H-hello?!"

Re: Sunday afternoonish B| teen_flacon September 13 2009, 03:47:50 UTC

Woah. This was weird. They were kind of almost the same age. Falcon figured he was maybe a year older, but he hadn't had a gunship scan (yet) so he couldn't be exactly sure. He ballparked himself at the fifteen-seventeen range somewhere.

He was still a lot taller, though, and he took a few steps back to give Jeff some breathing room. "Need some help?"

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Saturday the 12th, eveningish whitedeviljack September 13 2009, 03:31:31 UTC

Raiden wasn't quite sure what to make of the fireworks being set off in the school this fine Saturday night. Was it one of those... floating hand's birthday or something? Raiden's curiosity got the better of him and he took to wandering down the school's hallway and towards where they were being set off at a leisurely pace. He noticed it was commotion enough to get some of the other students and even faculty either sticking their heads out of their windows or also moving to investigate. Or simply admiring the view.

Students like that one tall and vaguely familiar-looking kid sauntering by that... wait a minute. Being the janitor, Raiden saw just about everyone at some point or another in the school and while this kid looked kind of familiar, he did not recognize him.

...So he was an immediate suspect! "...Hey, you!"

Re: Saturday the 12th, eveningish teen_flacon September 13 2009, 03:40:45 UTC

The fireworks had been unexpected but not entirely unwelcome, and after a short conversation with Blacky, was about ready to head home. Discreetly, of course. Nobody needed to see that "Andy" was staying in Falcon's apartment. That would just be embarrassing to explain.

So when Raiden called out he started a little, looking behind him as if the janitor was yelling at someone else. Alas, no one there.

He turned and pointed to himself, almost disbelieving. "Me?"

Re: Saturday the 12th, eveningish whitedeviljack September 13 2009, 03:48:49 UTC

That would be really emarassing and people would probably tell Falcon to go take a seat over there.

"Yeah, you." He tilted his head a little, still trying to figure out if he had seen this kid outside the school maybe. Raiden couldn't put his finger on it and brushed it off. "What's your name, kid?"

Re: Saturday the 12th, eveningish teen_flacon September 13 2009, 03:53:17 UTC

Raiden. Oh boy. Falcon could already tell that this one was going to be fun.

Except for the fact that it kind of seemed like he was maybe a little in trouble for some reason.

"Andy. Summer. But uh. You can call me The Fonz. I'm visiting from Squeenix Seminary for the week and the fireworks woke me up."

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Sept. 14, afternoon sportsflower September 13 2009, 06:13:54 UTC

Daisy was just wandering the halls, humming some tune to herself, when she happened to see a lanky teenager she hadn't seen before. He looked a little familiar...

Re: Sept. 14, afternoon teen_flacon September 13 2009, 06:26:21 UTC

Falcon too, was just meandering, maybe looking for a class to sit in on, maybe not. Who knew?

He was, however, not really paying very much attention to the other people in the hall, so it was only a matter of time before he bumped into Daisy. "Whoops. Uh...sorry."

Re: Sept. 14, afternoon sportsflower September 13 2009, 15:21:31 UTC

"Watch it!" Daisy said. "You need to pay more attention!" She looked him over. "I haven't seen you around here before... What's your name?"

Re: Sept. 14, afternoon teen_flacon September 13 2009, 16:33:36 UTC

"I said sorry." He grunted. Geez was that not enough for people these days? Falcon turned to find that Daisy was very obviously scrutinizing him.

"I'm a potential transfer. Here for the week. Andy Summer. You?"

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