*ACK! Don't sneak up on him! He comically flails and falls off the computer chair knocking over all your tapes. *
Ow. Was building a house. *Yeah so he still isn't the best at talking. He probably gets picked on a lot at school. He looks over at the offending party and behind the mask his eyes widen. BIG BRO!*
[ Sadly for Masky, Alex is one of the babbified kids who only remember up to their apparent age. But he could totally be your bro!
He fails to stop himself laughing at Masky's comic pratfall, because come on, that shit was hilarious. But then he puts a hand over his mouth for a few seconds to hold back the giggles. Because otherwise it'd just be dickish. ]
Are you okay?
[ Oh, and in reply to his name: ]
Yeah! How'd you know? [ He sounds interested rather than worried or anything. You're not the first to know his name, Maskers. If this goes on he'll start to get delusions of grandeur. ]
*He gets to his feet, fixing the long scarf thats wrapped around his neck. Tapes are EVERYWHERE now so Maskers, like a good little child starts picking them up.*
Used to be my brother. *However... He really only remembers that. So you're spared the anger over splicy times and how he saved you from Diogenes. He just has dim faded memories of you.*
[Action]flying_cuffsDecember 15 2010, 18:29:33 UTC
[NO! NOT THE NOTEPAD!
Zenigata was away from his room to get something to drink from the kitchen. When he gets back though, he sees that the door to his room is open. He gets inside and... Wait. Someone moved his stuff and... AND SCRIBBLED ON HIS NOTEPAD AND OVER HIS NOTES!]
WHO'S THE RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS... THIS ACT OF VANDALISM???
[Action]flying_cuffsDecember 16 2010, 18:48:22 UTC
[Looking around the bedroom frantically, he spotted the scarf near his bed.]
What the...
[He kneels down and peers under his bed to see... a kid? Sighing, he just rolls his eyes. At least now he knows a kid did this. For a moment he thought that some silly grown up was trying to mess with him. He's more than OK with a kid doing that. They don't know any better, do they?]
Mark's an adult again, with mixed feelings about the whole thing, and...oh boy, his office is a mess and he wasn't the one who made it. He just stands there for a moment, taking it in.
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What're you building?
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Ow. Was building a house. *Yeah so he still isn't the best at talking. He probably gets picked on a lot at school. He looks over at the offending party and behind the mask his eyes widen. BIG BRO!*
Alex?
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He fails to stop himself laughing at Masky's comic pratfall, because come on, that shit was hilarious. But then he puts a hand over his mouth for a few seconds to hold back the giggles. Because otherwise it'd just be dickish. ]
Are you okay?
[ Oh, and in reply to his name: ]
Yeah! How'd you know? [ He sounds interested rather than worried or anything. You're not the first to know his name, Maskers. If this goes on he'll start to get delusions of grandeur. ]
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*He gets to his feet, fixing the long scarf thats wrapped around his neck. Tapes are EVERYWHERE now so Maskers, like a good little child starts picking them up.*
Used to be my brother. *However... He really only remembers that. So you're spared the anger over splicy times and how he saved you from Diogenes. He just has dim faded memories of you.*
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Zenigata was away from his room to get something to drink from the kitchen. When he gets back though, he sees that the door to his room is open. He gets inside and... Wait. Someone moved his stuff and... AND SCRIBBLED ON HIS NOTEPAD AND OVER HIS NOTES!]
WHO'S THE RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS... THIS ACT OF VANDALISM???
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What the...
[He kneels down and peers under his bed to see... a kid? Sighing, he just rolls his eyes. At least now he knows a kid did this. For a moment he thought that some silly grown up was trying to mess with him. He's more than OK with a kid doing that. They don't know any better, do they?]
Oh... It's just you.
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Jesus christ, there's a kid in my room!
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*He was doodling all over your desk and now he's been caught red handed! Or red markered anyway.*
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*He sounds sort of whimpery and holds his arms up in surrender.*
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He's had enough practice with that firm parental tone that it comes without his having to try.
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Hi.
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