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CG: THE TITLES ARE INFORMATIVE AND HELP UNDERSTAND THE SCHEMATICS, AND IF WE WATCHED A HUMAN MOVIE, THERE WOULD PROBABLY BE EVEN MORE TROLLS THAT DIDN'T UNDERSTAND THE SHITTY HUMAN REFERENCES.

EB: dude if you read the title you pretty much know the whole movie!

EB: there isn't any point of watching it!

EB: you already know what's going to happen!

CG: WELL YEAH, YOU ALREADY HAVE AN IDEA OF WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN!

CG: LET'S TAKE YOUR HUMAN STAR WARS MOVIES.

EB: dude that's totally different.

CG: HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW IF I WANT TO WATCH THIS MOVIE? AM I SUPPOSED TO EXPECT STARS AT WAR? WAR OVER STARS? WAR NEXT TO STARS?

CG: IT'S RIDICULOUS.


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MITUNA: It had been a little over a month. Mituna was back from the hospital and living at home again, under the close supervision of his (older/younger) sister. He'd been acting normal, like he did before all this happened, that is. That didn't say much though, he'd seemed fucking /fine/ before he tried to hang himself from his ceiling fan. Despite his sister's attempts to talk about what happened, get him to calm down and open up, he just wouldn't. This was the first night that anything was different. He came knocking on his sister's door at three in the morning, looking as pale and shaky as he had on the night it happened. His eyes darted around and he made small, uncomfortable noises in his throat.

LATULA: There parents had asked Latula to look after her brother after he was granted release from the hospital. It had been strange for her, looking after a sibling that was almost two years older than she was. Somebody who was usually the one taking care of her, the one who taught her how to ride her first skateboard when she was three, the one who showed her how to make a meal that didn't come out of a can when she was seven, somebody who sat down with her at the kitchen table and helped her with her homework and somebody who was there to chase away anything or anyone that uppsetted her. Now it was the other way around, she was to keep an eye on him at all times, be in the same room as him so she could rest assure that he wasn't trying to make another attempt to end his life, even when he went to do trivial things like taking a shower or using the bathroom, she made sure to stand outside just in case she heard something off going on in there. Time after time she would try to talk to him about it, find out why he attempted to kill himself in the first place, but every time she brought up the topic she was ignored time and time again until the subject was dropped completely. It went on like this for almost a month until she was awoken in the dead of night by a loud knock coming from outside her room, barely even glancing at her glow in the dark clock on her bedside table she slung her legs over her bed and walked to the door, opening it up as quietly as she could so she wouldn't...

LATULA: disturb anybody else in the household. "Mituna?" She whispered after her eyes adjusted enough to see that it was him standing in the doorway, making strange noises in the back of his throat. "What are you doing? You should be sleeping?" She paused. "What's the matter?"

MITUNA: "Tula." His voice was quiet and shaky and he avoided her eyes, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. God, he was already regretting this. He should have just let himself die, it wasn't worth bothering her about. All this time she'd asked and asked and asked what was wrong, and he didn't want to tell her. How dare he ask for her help now? "I'm needing you to watzch me and shit." His hair fell into his eyes, and his expression was a lot darker than usual. "I'm. To make sure I don't do anything bad."

LATULA: She stood there in the doorway for a moment or two, nothing but silence between them in that time until she grabbed his hand and tried to pull him into her room. "Why don't you come in here, okay? I'm going to take a guess and say that you aren't exaclty in the mood to go to sleep so I won't let that be the first suggestion that comes out of my mouth, though I suppose we could link up our game boys together like old times if that's something you would find more appealing? I'm just spit balling ideas here, give me a moment to get out of my REM daze."

MITUNA: He sniffled and shook his head, pulling his hand back. "I don't wanna distract myself, I've distracted myself enough. I j-just..." He hissed through his teeth, trying his damndest not to cry,"I just don't wanna be alive,'Tula, I really don't." He took a step back so he could bolt if he wanted to. Maybe he could reason with her, talk her into letting him go. She was his little sister, though, he mostly just wanted her to feel happy. If she cried or something he'd... he wouldn't be able to do it. "I'm just a burden on you."

LATULA: It stung a little when he yanked out of her grip and took a step away from her like her touched had burned him, she tried her very best to conceal this hurt from forming on her face. It wouldn't do either of them any good if she showed any sign of it, he was already getting too emotionally unstable. "Tuna, please, you're just- you don't know what you're saying! The last thing you are to me is a burden. Just please, don't do anything risky here, we can talk about this! You've been doing so well ever since you left the hospital, and i'm not just saying that, you've been making some real progress!" She saw the tears starting to well up in his eyes. "Tell me what it is, is it me? Have I been too overbearing with you lately? I can give you your space! I'll even get out of the house for a few hours so you can have some alone time!"

MITUNA: "No, no, no, 'Tula, you wouldn't get it." he rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, shaking way too hard to think. "I don't want to talk. I'm a fucking worthless burdening piece of shit and I wish I wasn't ALIVE anymore." He screeched, seconds away from a full-blown panic attack.

LATULA: She took a step towards him, resting a hand on one of his wrists as slowly and as gently as she possible good. "Mituna, just breath okay? Come on, you know what to do. Deep breath in, deep breath out, and then repeat the cycle. Nobody in this world wants you dead except you, and I don't know why that would be. I mean, I know that things have been difficult and frustrating lately for the both of us but I want you to know that it never once crossed my mind that you were any sort of burden to me. You know what you are? You, are an amazing brother, you always have been and you always WILL be. I couldn't imagine a day where I would wake up in the morning knowing that you didn't exist on this planet anymore! You have your whole life ahead of you, and I can tell you without a doubt in my mind that things can get better for you but you have to take the first step, willingly, to get there. Y-you have to start telling me what's been eating away at you so I can at least ATTEMPT to help you through this! Please Mituna, just trust me."


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CG: UGH, IT'S YOU.

EB: it is me.

EB: but i don't understand why you're so disgusted by my presence since you're the one who decided to pester me.

EB: not the other way around.

CG: MAYBE BECAUSE YOU'RE ONE OF THE MOST RIDICULOUSLY STUPID PEOPLE I HAVE EVER HAD THE DISPLEASURE OF COMING INTO CONTACT WITH.

EB: if that's the case, then why bother contact me at all?

EB: i mean you aren't obligated to start a conversation with me, are you?

EB: i wouldn't think so since it seems to work that way with most of your troll pals.

EB: i think iv'e only really talked to about a fourth of them!

CG: DON'T CONFUSE THIS WITH MY ACTUALLY HAVING AN INTEREST IN YOU.

CG: I SIMPLY ENJOY LETTING YOU KNOW THE DEPTH OF MY HATRED FOR YOU.

EB: like.

EB: in the troll way?

EB: because i don't know how i'm suppose to feel about that if i'm being honest with you.

CG: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

CG: ARE YOU IMPLYING WHAT I THINK YOU ARE?

CG: YOU'RE DEFINITELY NOT MY KISMESIS.

CG: NEVER.

EB: dude i don't know if you're popping some gross alien boner over me!!

CG: I WOULD RATHER BE BURIED IN A MILLION TONS OF SLIME, WHILE HAVING MY HORNS FILED BY A RUSTY MACHETE THAN HAVE ANY KIND OF BLACKROM RELATIONS WITH YOU, EGBERT.

EB: whoa.

EB: dude.

EB: a simple 'that's not how i feel about you' would have worked just fine.

EB: you don't need to mutilate your body to get the point across!

CG: HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHAT YOUR UNDERDEVELOPED HUMAN THINKPAN IS CAPABLE OF UNDERSTANDING? AND I'M OBVIOUSLY NOT MUTILATING MYSELF FUCKASS, SO DON'T GET EXCITED.

EB: oh i don't know karkat, i think the thought of that alone is going to get me extremely hot and bothered.

EB: ;)

CG: UGH. YOU ARE REVOLTING. THIS IS WHY YOU ARE THE LAST PERSON ON MY LIST TO EVER CONTACT FOR ANY REASON EVER.

EB: then why am i being contacted right now?

CG: OBVIOUSLY BECAUSE I'VE EXPENDED EVERYBODY BEFORE YOU ON SAID LIST. HOW DOES IT FEEL TO KNOW YOU'RE THE LAST RESORT TO HAVING CONVERSATION WITH YOUR GOD? DOES IT REMIND YOU OF HOW OVERWHELMINGLY INSIGNIFICANT YOU ARE?

CG: IT SHOULD.

EB: karkat i think i can recall you saying that you never even made it to god tier before!

EB: now if this does count as anything, doesn't that make me more superior than you since i was able to become the heir of breath?

EB: i can fly and make tornados and shit.

EB: what can you do?

CG: FUCK OFF JOHN. I CREATED YOUR UNIVERSE AND I CAN DESTROY IT ALL OVER AGAIN. AND ASCENDING TO GOD TIER DOESN'T MEAN JACK SHIT. AND IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS WHAT I CAN OR CANNOT DO EGBERT. I'M SUPERIOR TO YOU REGARDLESS.

CG: WHO I THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD WANT TO FUCKING FLY ANYWAY. IT'S A USELESS SKILL.

EB: you're just saying that out of pure jealousy!

EB: flying is fucking great!

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CG: THE DAY I AM JEALOUS OF YOU IS THE DAY I'M FLUSHED FOR ERIDAN. NEVER. GOING. TO. HAPPEN.

EB: i bet you're secretly jealous of me and my windy abilities.

EB: you've probably drawn a shitty picture of me, hung it upon your wall and stare at it as it motivates you.

CG: OH YES. I AM *SO* CRAZILY JEALOUS OF YOU THAT I DON'T KNOW HOW I CAN LIVE WITH MYSELF. I HAVE A SHRINE FOR YOU THAT I WORSHIP AND PRAY TO EVERY NIGHT. I'M THINKING ABOUT CREATING A RELIGION SOLELY FOR HONORING YOUR ANNOYINGLY STUPID HUMAN SELF.

EB: ha!

EB: i knew it!

EB: but in all seriousness, what did you have to come talk to me about?

EB: nothing too crazy is about to go down, is it?

CG: FUCKWIT. ANYWAY, NO, NOTHING IS REALLY GOING ON. THINGS ARE PRETTY STABLE RIGHT NOW ASIDE FROM FUCKIN GAMZEE. GOG FORBID I JUST CONTACT YOU WITHOUT A DAMN REASON THOUGH RIGHT. NO, IF IT'S KARKAT THERE MUST BE SOME HUGE COSMIC BULLSHIT GOING DOWN.

EB: well excuse me!

EB: everytime you do contact me it is usually about huge cosmic bullshit or you whining about one thing or another.

EB: are we here to talk about how you want to start smooching my ecto sister?

EB: are you here for my blessing karkat?

EB: is that what this is?

CG: OH MY FUCKING- NO! I DON'T HAVE ANY INTEREST IN HER, NOT THAT IT'S ANY OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS WHO I TAKE AN INTEREST IN. SINCE YOU CLEARLY WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT THOUGH, WHO'S TAKEN YOUR DEPLORABLE HUMAN FANCY?

CG: I BET IT'S STRIDER.

EB: oh yes, you've certainly found out my dirty little secret.

EB: dave and i have been going together since we've entered the game.

EB: but alas we've never actually had the opportunity to share our affections face to face.

EB: it's a tragedy i tell you, not being able to have him hold me in his buff arms or do the yaois with him.

CG: OF COURSE. MY KNOWLEDGE OF ROMANCE, EVEN OF THE DISTURBING HUMAN NATURE, IS UNPARALLELED.

CG: NOW STOP WITH THE DISGUSTING IMAGERY.

CG: OR I WILL INTRODUCE YOUR EYES TO MY SICKLES.

EB: what you don't want to here about how we both pester each other in the dead of night, asking if we're staring upon the clouds of our respected dream worlds?

EB: and here i thought you were a romantic at heart, karkat.

EB: somebody who could really appreciate the complexity of our love.

CG: EW. STOP.

EB: you're right, you're right.

CG: HUMAN LOVE IS NOT COMPLEX. IT IS STUPID.

EB: nuh uh!

EB: you're stupid!

CG: AND YOU ARE GROTESQUE IN EVERY MEANING OF THE WORD.

CG: PLUS STUPID.

CG: SO I WIN.

CG: HA.

EB: damn karkat i never realized that you were so jealous of what dave and i have.

EB: did i take your man or something?

CG: WHAT? WHERE DID YOU EVEN GET THAT? MY HATRED FOR STRIDER FAR SURPASSES MY HATED FOR YOU AND, IN FACT, MAKES IT LOOK LIKE A CUTESY FLUSHED CRUSH IN COMPARISON.

EB: now you have a crush on me?

EB: dude, make up your mind!

CG: THE VERY IDEA IS SICKENING.

EB: yeeeeeeeeah right.

CG: HOW ABOUT YOU GET YOUR DUMB THIN PAN OUT OF THE GUTTER.

EB: how about you get your, what are they called, quadrants?

EB: in order!

EB: your love life is a mess!

CG: MY QUADRANTS ARE NONE OF YOUR CONCERN JOHN, SINCE YOU AREN'T IN ONE. BESIDES, YOU ARE THE LAST PERSON I WOULD EVER NEED FUCKING ROMANTIC ADVICE FROM.

EB: what are you talking about?

EB: everybody wants a piece of this!

CG: UGH. STOP. YOU SOUND LIKE STRIDER. I CAN'T DEAL WITH TWO OF THEM. I'LL JUMP MY FUCKING CARCASS OFF OF A CLIFF AFTER SCREWERING THE BOTH OF YOU WITH NEEDLES.

EB: hehe maybe you're it did sound a whole lot like dave!

EB: my bad, i'll be sure to stick to a more egbert perspective to the best of my ability.

CG: WONDERFUL. BECAUSE I AM CLEARLY IN DIRE NEED OF SOME MORE FUCKIN EGBERT IN MY LIFE.

CG: FAN-FUCKIN-TACTIC.

EB: you don't want strider.

EB: you don't want harley.

EB: you don't want egbert.

EB: shall i pretend to be rose for you?

CG: NO, I DO WANT EGBERT. SORRY IF I GAVE YOU THE WRONG IDEA.

EB: it's okay man, i just can't tell sometimes with all the sarcasm and what not you know?

EB: not saying that i don't enjoy the sarcasm though!

CG: YEAH...

EB: oh shit did i offend you?

CG: NO. AS IF I'M THAT EASILY OFFENDED. YOU KNOW WHO I HANG OUT WITH.

EB: oh yeah.

EB: damn karkat you might be on this whole stupid thing.

CG: I MIGHT BE ON WHAT? WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

EB: remember when you called me stupid not to long ago?

EB: i might just be that!

EB: seriously, how could i forget who the hell you hung out with on a daily basis.

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CG: YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO AGREE WITH MY INSULTS DUMBASS.

EB: oh.

EB: i'm not?

CG: BESIDES, IT'S NOT THAT BIG A DEAL TO FORGET SHIT LIKE THAT.

EB: eh still.

EB: i need to like make a fucking chart of all you guys.

EB: i'm losing track already!

CG: YOU REALLY DON'T. THEY'RE MOSTLY ALL A BUNCH OF ANNOYING PRICKS ANYWAY.

EB: does that make you the king?

CG: IF YOU FORGET ME THOUGH, I'LL HAVE A FUCKING CONNIPTION. I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE TO FUCKING INTRODUCE MYSELF ALL THE FUCK OVER AGAIN. AND NO, IT'S DOESN'T MAKE ME THE KING, IT MAKES ME THE LEADER. FUCKING SHITTY LEADER, BUT STILL BETTER THAN ANY OF THE REST OF THEM.

EB: oh well, in that case.

EB: who are you again?

EB: i don't think we've ever met before!

EB: i'm john egbert.

CG: FUCK OFF JOHN! THE SHEER AMOUNT OF STUPID YOU ARE EXUDING AT THE MOMENT IS TERRIFYING. YOU MIGHT COMPLETELY DEGENERATE INTO A LESSER ORGANISM AT THIS RATE.

EB: oh my god.

EB: how do you know my name, stranger?

EB: are you...MAGICAL????

EB: ((brb))

CG: JOHN EGBERT I WILL WRING YOUR FLESHY HUMAN THROAT IF YOU DO NOT QUIT WITH THIS FUCKING CHARADE. I'M ABOUT AS DAM MAGICAL AS GAMZEE'S FUCKING IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY, YOU FUCK!

CG: I'M ABOUT AS DAMN MAGICAL AS GAMZEE'S FUCKING MIRACLES. IN CASE YOUR FAIL TO UNDERSTAND MY CONNIPTION TYPING.

EB: who is this...gamzee you speak of?

CG: OH MY GOG. ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS? YOU'RE NOT SERIOUS. THERE IS NO WAY YOU ARE STUPID ENOUGH TO FORGET... YOU COULDN'T POSSIBLY FORGET KARKAT FUCKING VANTAS! I'VE BEEN TROLLING YOUR ASS SINCE YOU STARTED THIS DAMN GAME!

EB: karkat vantas.

EB: karkat vantas.

EB: no bells are being run here.

CG: ...YOU DON'T REMEMBER? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?

EB: mmmm.

CG: JOHN.

CG: SERIOUSLY.

EB: karkat, was it?

EB: seriously, what's up?

CG: ...

EB: karkat?

EB: are you there?

CG: JOHN. PLEASE TELL ME YOUR FUCKING WITH ME.

EB: how angry are you going to be when i say yes?

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CG: REMEMBER WHAT I SAID EARLIER ABOUT GOUGING OUT YOUR EYES WITH MY SICKLE?

EB: yeah?

CG: YOU'LL WISH I WAS DOING THAT TO YOU.

EB: karkat were you scared?

CG: SHUT THE FUCK UP! WHAT DO YOU FUCKING THINK YOU INSENSITIVE FUCKASS?? I REALLY THOUGHT ONE OF MY ONLY DAMN FRIENDS IN THIS WHOLE FUCKED UP UNIVERSE HAS FUCKING FORGOTTEN ME!! THE FUCK DO YOU THINK??

EB: whoa!!!

EB: karkat!

EB: i didn't know that it would mess you up that much!

EB: seriously, i apologize.

EB: like fuck, i didn't think that this level three prank could be taken this far.

CG: OF COURSE IF FUCKING MESSED ME UP! DO YOU THINK I JUST CONTACT YOU OUT OF NOWHERE AND SPEND MY PRECIOUS TIME TALKING TO YOU FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES??

CG: FUCK.

CG: DON'T EVER DO IT AGAIN.

EB: i'll take note of it!

EB: sorry karkat.

CG: WHATEVER JOHN. I'LL GET YOU BACK ONE DAY, SO DON'T FEEL TOO FUCKING SORRY.

EB: i don't know man, you wouldn't want to start this kind of war with yours truly.

EB: that's a battle you'll never be the victor of!

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CG: OH, YOU THINK YOU KNOW PRANKS? I'LL HAVE YOU WALLOWING IN A PIT OF YOUR OWN INSUFFERABLE FAILURE.

CG: AS I LAUGH.

EB: please! you're in over your head kid!

CG: TELL ,YOURSELF WHATEVER YOU NEED TO TO MAINTAIN SPIRIT IN THE FACE OF MY SUPERIOR PRANKING ABILITIES. IT WILL MAKE VICTORY THAT MUCH SWEETER.

EB: oh wait shit, karkat hold on a second i'm surrounded by a few giant imps!

CG: HURRY IT UP THEN. I JUST GOT MY FUCKING FLAME BACK ON.

EB: yeah, yeah, yeah!

EB: i'll put you on my new device, it can type with my thoughts!

EB: pretty neat huh?

CG: YEAH. SOUNDS CONVENIENT ANYWAY. I WILL ENJOY HACKING IT LATER.

EB: don't you just make computers explode?

EB: that isn't exactly hacking in my book.

EB: or anybody's book really!

CG: IT WAS SOLLUX'S DAMN VIRUS THAT DESTROYED THE COMPUTER! WHO THE FUCK EVEN SENDS SOMEBODY A FILE LIKE THAT AND EXPECTS THEM *NOT* TO OPEN IT?

EB: uhm, everyone?

EB: karkat i don't think you understand how these things wo-

CG: SHUT THE HELL UP JO- HEY...WHAT HAPPENED? YOU JUST CUT OFF.

CG: JOHN?

CG: DID SOMETHING HAPPEN?

EB: -ectobiologist is temporarily unavailable at this moment.-

CG: WHAT THE-! HEY!

CG: JOHN!

EB: -ectobiologist is back online.-

EB: oh my god dude.

EB: i think i just died!

CG: WHAT??? JOHN, EXPLAIN WHATEVER THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED. NOW.

EB: okay, okay.

EB: so.

EB: i'm fighting these monster right?

CG: RIGHT...

EB: but i'm also talking to you and i guess i got distracted?

EB: because the next thing i knew i didn't have a head anymore.

EB: like it was literally rip off of my shoulders.

CG: FUCKING HELL-! JOHN! IF I WAS FUCKIN DISTRACTING YOU IN THE MIDDLE OF A FIGHT, YOU TELL ME TO FUCK RIGHT OFF! FUCK!!!!

EB: karkat don't flip your lid it's okay!

EB: i'm okay!

EB: it wasn't like i was doing anything heroic or that my death was just.

EB: i got ressurected!

EB: they even gave me a new head and everything.

EB: my old one is still on the floor though.

EB: so that's a thing.

CG: OBVIOUSLY FUCKASS! I COULD TELL THAT MUCH! GOG, DON'T TALK ABOUT YOUR FUCKING DEATH LIKE IT'S NOTHING WHILE I'M OVER HERE FLIPPING MY SHIT!

CG: WHAT IF YOU DIDN'T FUCKING COME BACK?

EB: i guess i would have left you hanging for a while then, huh?

CG: THAT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY EGBERT. I'M TWO SECONDS SHY OF A DAMN RAMPAGE IN MY FUCKING HIVE. UGH, THIS IS WHY I NEED A DAMN MOIRAIL.

EB: i guess i could give it a go.

EB: uhm.

EB: karkat.

EB: don't go on a rampage.

EB: there's so much to live for.

EB: like, me.

EB: and cats and shit.

EB: rainbows, possibly.

EB: winning this whole game.


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GT: -the front door bell chimes, not looking up from the bouquet he's sorting for a wedding proposal, he does the usual greeting.- hi, welcome to jade's garden. if you don't know what you're looking for there's an album on the corner of the counter you can look through.

TT: *The voice that replies is definitely male, a moderately deep voice of calm and smooth tones.* Ah, alright. Thanks. *He walks to the counter and starts looking through the catalog. The blond doesn't look like one to frequent flower shops, being dressed in black skinny jeans, converse, and a collared shirt, his sleeves rolled up to the elbows. He has tattoos, many of them it seems, since they creep out from his sleeves, intricate and detailed patterns, and if one looked at the right angle, there are some peeking out from his shirt collar. He flips through the pages quietly, thinking.* Hmn...

GT: -Jake finished with the assortment when he put the finishing touches on it, a thin bow wrapped around the middle of the whole piece and then folding it into three different brightly colored papers. After he took a step back to look for any flaws in the piece he placed it aside in one of the cubby holes that aligned the walls and walked back over to the customer, trying to examine the designs on his skin without being too noticable.- So...What's the occasion?

TT: *Given he can't see where the blond's clothes cover, its hard to many deeper meaning of them. They almost look like they might be the ends of tree roots, with many tangled lines in artful flow. Maybe its tribal style? Who knows. He looks to Jake at the question.* Ah--Well actually I'm trying to find something suitable for the front room of my shop. I've been getting comments that it would look better with some plant life in it.

TT: I guess I'm also just lind of interested in plans in general. You get tired of ink and machinery after a while.

TT: *kind

TT: *plants

GT: I don't think that I could sympathize with you there, since iv'e never even set foot in a tattoo salon before but I suppose I can associate it with the first time I ever came to the city. Or the mainland in general. The fumes really can get too much sometimes, perhaps you've done yourself quite the favor by investing in the various kinds of vegetation we provide here!

TT: Well I mean, I also take mechanic work, so. *He folds his arms, giving Jake more of his attention than the catalog now. He seems like a hard person to get an expression out of, his jaw filled out and angularly set, and his cheekbones somewhat high, and smooth. His hair seems styled just so, a fine shade between light honey and platinum, and is tousled and sideswept to the right.* I--well...I'm good at many things but taking care of plants doesn't seem to be one of them. *He sighs out.*

TT: Do you have a way for me to get an arrangement thats...durable? Easy to handle?

GT: Perhaps you shouldn't be looking through this if everything you touch is bound to die, as you have implied. -He closes the catalog and slides it away from him, walking around the counter and gesturing him to follow. They end up at the far back of the store, in the cactus section.- What I would recommend for you, sir, is the cacti. They don't seem too appealing, which is one of the reasons of why we have so many but I can assure you again and again that these bad boys are almost impossible to kill. They require a minimum amount of water and even if you forget to water them for a month or so they'll still be going strong and in the spring in summer they sprout beautiful flowers!

TT: *Dirk blinks, a little unaware, but he ends up following the shop runner as he leads Dirk to the back of the store to the most prickly section in the place. He can't help but feel...embarassed? Foolish? About this idea now. He glances away, rubbing the back of his neck.* Mnh...I don't know. I can't tell which is worse, getting a plant as approachable as I am, or continuing the string of plant death.

TT: I feel a little stupid now--

GT: Oh please, this isn't anything to be ashamed of. Not every person was born with a green thumb. -He gives him a friendly slap on the back, perhaps a little to hard though from the sight of Dirk wincing afterwards.- Besides if we were basing this souley on how approachable a person is then I would have directed you all the way on the other side of the store! -He points over to a display of baby trees and bushes that were sprouting brightly colored buds.-

TT: *You would think a tattoo artist would be gruff and steely, but Jake's compliment gesture to the budding trees actually makes his cheeks redden just a bit, and a smile tug at his lips.* Oh? Well, thank you then. *Dirk leans in closer to some of the cacti, looking them over to decide which one he wants.* Hmn...

GT: Not a problem, well I best not be breathing down your neck while you decide on which you would like to take home with you. Why don't you keep looking and when you're done come back over to the counter and i'll ring you up.

TT: Your companionship isn't unwanted, but I shouldn't keep you from your arrangements. *He looks to him again.* Thank you, Jake. You've been very helpful.

GT: -His eyebrows knit together.- How did you know my name? Oh. Oh! Right, the name tag. Silly, silly me. I swear i'm just a scatter brain at times!

TT: *He chuckles softly, picking up one of the pots and turning it, looking it over for blemishes.* Its alright. I'd forget too. You don't expect strangers to know your name without asking.

GT: My thoughts exactly, I thought for a moment that we met before or something along those lines. You actually made my heart stop for a moment when you said my name!

TT: No, I think I've only been in here once or twice before and I'm sure I would have remembered you if you had been here those times. *He swaps pots, and shrugs, finding it acceptable.* My name is Dirk, by the way.

TT: Just to make it even.

GT: Dirk? Hm, Dirk. Diiiiiiiirk. Yes, it suits you. A rather unique and original name for a rather unique and original person! -He looks at the cactus that was in his hands.- Have you found the one that catches your fancy?

TT: *He raises an eyebrow at the third time his name is uttered.* You're full of flattery aren't you? I'd almost consider it suspicious. and yes I think this one'll do.

GT: I didn't know being friendly would be considered suspicious, you americans should learn to trust each other more often and not think that every person who flatters you has some sort of angle. -He smiles at him and guides him back to the counter.-

TT: *His amicable tone and air seems to drop, and its quite obvious when he shuts himself off.* I meant suspicious in that I would say you were trying to flirt with me. Clearly I was mistaken. I won't make that mistake again. *He follows him to the counter, placing the potted catcus down when Jake gets behind the register.*

GT: Oh. Well. I mean, I was but I didn't know if you played for that team. Swung that way. Any other baseball metaphors that imply that I didn't know if you were a homosexual or not. You get the gist get the fist of it. -He punches in a few numbers into the register.- I mean, you are handsome and kind, you're the first person this week to actually hold a conversation with me and not look like you wanted to be somewhere else!

TT: *He seems to soften a bit more now, tapping his finger on the counter idly.* Well, I lean very heavily towards men, with a few female exceptions. I can't really deny that you're interesting. You hold my attention sofar. *He takes out his card to pay.* Unfortunately most people don't invest much attention or care to cashiers and store workers here.

TT: So expect to see the disinterest more. But not from me.

GT: -Takes his card and swipes it, taking a bag out from beneath the counter and placing the cactus inside, sliding over to him when he's done.- Well at least I can count on one person to keep up a conversation with me whenever they decide to grace me with their presence. -Boy, he's really trying to lay on the charm especially with the wink he gives him when he's finished with his sentence.-

TT: *The blond stares at him almost blankly when he does that, almost as if he's oblivious or denying Jake's clear advance now. But then he speaks, a smirk at his lips.* Oh I can keep up more than a conversation, love. But an exchange filled with sounds instead of words is best left for a more private setting. *He takes the pen on the counter, and then reaches out, taking Jake's left hand and scrawling his phone number, and chum handle in fine even writing.*

TT: My shop is down the street. Come on by if you...well, get worried about the cactus or something. *Then he grabs his bag, and turns to leave.*

GT: -He looks down at the writing scrawled out on his hand and lifts his head just in time to see Dirk grabbing onto the door handle.- I think i'll worry about the little rascal tonight, at seven, perhaps I could even bring over some food and we could make sure the lad is doing alright together?

TT: *His lips purse a bit, but then he smirks again.* I think he rather likes chinese food, if you weren't all that sure what to get. Alcohol too maybe. We'll all eat like a wonderful cactus family, and when we're sure he'a all good we can get to our own private business. *He wiggles his fingers a bit in jest.* I'll see you later, Jake. *Then he's out the door, walking off back to his shop. Holy shit that just happened.*

GT: -The same thought runs through his mind when he watches him leave, his little sister Jade comes out from the back and asks him how things were going. He excitedly shows her the words on his hand and tells her what just happens, promptly returning the high five she was giving him.-

TT: *Dirk doesn't really gloat or divulge the info to anyone as soon as Jake does since he works on his own for the first half of the say, but when his friend Roxy comes in eventually, she sounds positively elated when she hears, asking this and that and everything about the pretty flower shop boy that Dirk managed to snag. He lets a few details slip with plenty of pestering throughout the day, but when it comes close to closing time, Roxy is all to eager to leave, with one last jest and request for details later. Dirk watches her walk off at the front door, waving.*

GT: -Jake is skidding through the door at seven o clock on the dot, he was able to get off a little earlier today and because of that got a quick shower and dressed up a little nicer than usual with a dark green button up shirt with a black boy tie and his usual khaki shorts. He had a bag of chinese in one day and a case of beer in the other.- I'm here! I'm here! Am I late? The cross walk was chaotic and then I had to wait for the food to cook!

TT: *Dirk is still dressed the way he was when he came into the shop, not exactly expecting Jake to have changed his attire and everything. He's really trying hard isn't he? The blond just chuckles a bit.* You're on time, don't worry about it. My co-worker Roxy just left anyways. *He holds the door open for Jake, letting him inside.* Sorry I'm not done up all nice--didn't get the chance to change. My apartment's up the stairs. *He mentions, pulling the front glass door closed and then shutting the second door closed as well.*

GT: Don't sell yourself short, you look lovely. -He steps inside and does a complete three sixty spin to look around at everything the shop has to offer.- I feel like i'm in a vampire's home with all of these dark colors! That cactus is really going to stick out like a sore thumb when it comes time for it to blossom, but I do think that it'll really brighten up the place!

TT: *Dirk's lips pull into a thin line at the description, but he doesn't take much offense.* I guess its hard to avoid the gothic asthetic when you're in the tattoo business. Ahould I paint the walls a different color you think..? I don't want the decore to starle people...*He shrugs, and adjusts the catcus on the counter in question, before moving to head up the stairs.* Come on, up this way. *He gets to the door at the top, and pulls it open, and the apartment area up here is a much lighter feel. The decor is a mix of light blue, yellow, white, and black. The livingrokm is the first room they enter, with a nice entertainment area, black leather couch, and a mounted wide screen. The kitchen isn't the biggest, but it's white painted cabinets and black handles pull everything together. He has a small kitchen table area for them to eat as well, and they can still see the TV from there. Further in looks to be a bathroom, two other rooms, and a very small closet.*

GT: -Jake follows his up the stairs, taking the whole way.- I think that if you choose just the right color it would be sure not to startle any of your customers away and it might actually do the trick of attracting them if they were to sneak a peek when they walk by it on any given day. I think that if you chose to go with more of a medium color it would suit your store just fine! -They get up to his apartment and Jake lets out a low whistle.- Mighty fine place you've got here, my friend. Kitchen is a bit small for my liking but I suppose i'm just use to cooking in a bigger area, how to say that I am enjoying the color scheme around here.

TT: I'm not exactly the best cook, and I rather sacrifice the space in favor of a spare room to do my computer work. Given my shop is downstairs I'd say this is the best I could hope for. Glad you like it though. Think you could handle taking out the food? Start a movie maybe? I'll be right back. *He then starts wandering off down the hall, unbuttonung and taking his shirt off as he does so. He shuts the door so he can change into a more comfortable, long sleeve maroon v-neck. He pushes up the sleeves as he comes back to Jake.* Damn, smells delicious.

GT: -While Dirk goes off to change Jake takes a seat on the couch and places their respected containers on the coffee table, along with one can of beer beside them. After he was done placing the food down, he got up and picked through his DVD collection, eventually picking out Law Abiding Citizen and putting it into the DVD player. He turned when he heard the others voice.- Oh yes it does, doesn't it? I had to go to the one several blocks from here because they were the only ones who didn't use anything peanut related in their food.

TT: *Dirk plops on the couch, and takes his beer, cracking it open.* Hmn? Oh--Are you allergic? My apologies, I didn't mean to make getting dinner difficult for you. *He tucks his legs under him, getting comfortable.*

GT: Oh no, don't worry about it, I just didn't want to die in the middle of your apartment is all. -He takes a seat on the couch and picks up his container of food.-

TT: I wouldn't want that eitherx to be honest it sounds terrifying. I don't really have any experiences with deadly peanut allergies. Im a hospitak situation? Thats different. The only thing I'm terrible with is penicillin.

TT: *In a hospital

GT: Oh well it really isn't all that difficult, I have one in my pocket at all times just in case I get an attack! -He scoops up some of the food into his mouth.-

TT: *Dirk nods, beginning to eat as well, looking to watch Jake a moment, and then glancing up at the movie on the TV.* I'll keep tha' in mind then, for nex-next time. *He clears his throat, hoping he wasn't too off base in assuming they'd see each other after tonight. Shit. Don't fuck this one up Strider.*

GT: -He chokes a little bit, but ends up swallowing his mouthful, coughing a little bit.- Do you want to see me after tonight?

TT: *Dirk jumps, looking over to him.* I--Well. It might be a bit forward and early to say this but, I. Well. Yes. I normally don't gravitate towards someone this quickly.

TT: I'm a bit too skiddish to pick up men and fuck him for one night, then never see him again. Its not in me.

GT: I just, well, I was under the impression that's what you wanted? I never really did this before so I got a little gussied up due to being nervous about the whole ordeal! So, even after tonight you want to do a second, i don't know, date?

TT: I'm not saying we won't have sex tonight. We will if we're both feeling it--But in short, yeah. I'd like a second date.

TT: Are--Am I moving too quickly for this? I'm not, I'm not the best person with relationships and timing and all that shit.

GT: I don't think you are, I really enjoy being around you and talking with you since you seem to understand a lot of what i'm saying. To me, you're extremely easy being around and I think that that alone is a fair enough reason to want to see you around more after tonight!

TT: *Dirk ears more of his food, smiling at the positive attraction thats going on between them. He shifts closer, and then reaches out to take a sip of his beer.* Alright then, its settled. Second date approved.

TT: By the way, why exactly did you pick this movie again?

GT: Law Abiding Citizen, probably one of the best action movie made in the last few years! It's just the right mixture of endearing, heartbreaking, and actiony to make you want to stand up to "The Man" yourself!

TT: *Dirk bites the inside of his cheek, but he can't help but laugh.* You're clearly a cinema fanatic, aren't you?

GT: Hahaha, what gave it away??

TT: The excitement about standing up to the qouted man. *He places an arm on the back of the couch, having finished most of his food by now.*

TT: That and I suppose you just seem the type?

TT: What else are you interested in along those lines?

GT: I don't know what you mean by that but I do enjoy almost every sort of movie, I can't really think of one off the top of my head that iv'e ever really disliked! I guess it's just because that one of the only things I was able to do growing up, besides going on adventures, hunting for my meals every now and again, fighting mutant creatures, and various other activities.

TT: *Dirk hums, sipping his beer again. When Jake divulges info about his childhood, his brow furrows a bit.* ...What? Are you trying to fuck with me or did you really do some of those things!

TT: *things?

GT: -He turns to him and tilts his head.- Why would I tell you anything that wasn't the truth? You act like you've never met a man who snapped the next of a lion before!

TT: Jake--Seriously? Lions aren't really something you should kill. *He frowns just a bit.* And I just suppose that hunting "mutant animals" is a little farfetched. But the whole idea of having a traveler's life is rather interesting.

TT: Most people don't do such things anymore.

GT: But the two mouthed lion was going to kill me, I didn't want to die. I was only eleven years old! Why would you think that I would be fibbing about such an occurance?

TT: ...*He stares still, finding him to be odd in this moment.* I guess this makes my whole robotics genius thing far more mundane.

TT: Did you grow up on an island or something?

GT: Oh yes I did, it use to be my grandparents and my younger sister who lived on it along side with me but my grandfather decided that it would be best for my sister to come with him to the mainland and I stay behind with my grandmother. Sadly she died a year afterwards when I was seven and I had to burn her body so the animals wouldn't get to it first.

TT: ...And you just stayed on the island after that? How come no one came to get you? *He frowns, messing with the can in his grasp again. He looks a little perplexed.*

GT: Well I didn't know how to use our communication devices to the mainland and I didn't want to leave my home either so I kind of, just went about my business after I finished mourning her death.

TT: *The blond male seems sympathetic of Jake's history, but he doesn't wish to bring the mood down on this date. He finishes his beer and sets the can aside.* I see. Well I commend you for managing that entire situation.

GT: Oh yes, they said I should have been tramautized with all the killing and burning and such but I think I turned out pretty smashing for being self raised! But enough about me, my life is boring, let's talk about you!

TT: *He flushes just a bit, looking away. He isn't all sure how to answer and follow up.* I, well. If you consider that boring I don't think you'll be entirely entertained by my while growing up story.

TT: *whole

GT: Are you loony? I would love nothing more to hear about every aspect of you life. Like, where did you grow up? How many brothers and sisters do you have? When did you get your first tattoo? What was it? Everything!

TT: *He finds the round off of questions endearing, and wrings his wrists.* Well, I was born and raises in Houston Texas, actually. I've lived in the south most of my life. My family situation was, is, a bit scarce. I have four brothers, and no other relatives, supposedly. My eldest brother is a pretty big LA movie director, actually. Then theres my second eldest brother who looked after me and my twin, Dave.

TT: Given my parents died when I was two, they did a pretty good job of raising us.

TT: Um, as for the first tattoo, lets see...*He shifts, and tugs at the back of his shirt, pulling it up to reveal his left shoulder blade. Its an original looking heart symbol, and it seems like its been touched up once or twice.* This one.

GT: Oh, it saddens me to here that you never really got to meet your parents. But it looks like we're both in the same boat here, I never got to meet my parents either! They aren't dead but they might as well be since they almost left my sister and for dead back in Australia, luckily my grandparents were visiting us at the time and decided to raise us as their own! -He stares at the tattoo, along with all the others and grins, pressing a light touch to it with his fingers.- I like it. Did it hurt you?

TT: *Dirk doesn't seem to mind the touching, and keeps his shirt raised so Jake can satisfy himself.* I'm glad we've both had people to take up the slack, then. And it did, somewhat. The first time I etched it in was on my own, and it looked a little wonky given the odd angle I had to do it at. I had a friend of mine fix it up afterward and now I approve of it much more.

TT: The thing with tattoos is you need to keep an eye on them for the first couple of weeks. The skin can get irritated, and you can't get the spot wet, so.

TT: Well, for some you can, it depends how you do it.

GT: I don't think I would ever be able to pull of a tattoo! I simply wouldn't know what to get or where to get it, but if I did make up my mind to do it one day I would want you to be the one who does it! You seem to know what's going on and hot damn you sure do know what just to put on your skin.

TT: *Dirk snickers, and adjusts his shirt, showing Jake his upper arm. Its a complete sleeve if intricate designs, icons, and some writings even. He motions to one spot in particular.* Well I wouldn't say I have natural skill for it. Way back when I got a shitty tattoo of this character my brother made up for his dumb ms paint comic. I got all the sleeve stuff to cover it up.

TT: I'm flattered that you'd come to me for it, and I honestly think you'd look nice with one. Maybe along the arms....

GT: -He examines the entire sleeve, staring in child like awe.- Neato, I didn't think that so many different things could be placed together so perfectly, they blend into each other like it was just meant to be that way from the start! -He looks at Dirk.- Do you really think so? I never pictured myself looking good in any sort of skin art, I think it's because it's all still new to me. Iv'e only been in the main land for a couple of years now.

TT: Well for some people its not the best idea because they nay have skin issues. But you're quite tanned, much more than I am, so I don't think you'd have a problem there. *He reaches over, and feels his arm and shoulder a little, as if mapping where a good place would be.* Another issue is that tattoos are very difficult to get rid of, so you want to chose carefully. Make it meaningful somehow. It doesn't have to be a big thing either. If you want something inconspicuous then the shoulderblade is a good idea.

GT: I would have to consult the matter with my sister and perhaps my grandfather, they've seen more tattoos than I have so perhaps they could help lend me an idea so I won't royally screw it all up, you know? But I do thank you for helping me yourself, I don't have the slightest clue as to what I would get though, perhaps I would get a skull! Or...a set of pistols! Or a rifle! That was always my grandmothers favorite weapon choice.

TT: *He leans a little closer, not feeling as shy now, and lets his own shirt back down again.* You could probably find a way to incorporate all three, but I won't press the matter further until you've discussed it.

GT: Well i'm glad the topic was brought up, you've made me extremely more confident in getting one. Maybe that's why your business is booming, you are one smooth operator.

TT: *He rolls his eyes.* Oh yes, a use my expert silver tongue to entice people into tattoos. Roxy is pretty persuasive as well.

TT: It doesn't draw in as much money as my robotics endeavours, but it brings in a good amount.

GT: Oh, you're into robotics! Yes, tell me about that! -He shifts his body towards him and crosses his legs, propping his elbows on either side and rest his face in his hands.- Go on! Iv'e got my listening ears on!

TT: I--Well, um. It might be easier if I show you instead? *Dirk gets up, and takes one of Jake's hands, lacing their fingers together as he heads to the room across from his bedroom. Pushing the door open, he reveals an entire catastrophe of a room. A mashed up, beaten to hell desk with a nice coding desktop, and tons upon tons of strewn about tools and bolts, sheet metal, and wiring. He has blueprints taped to the walls, and a few half finished chasses around. Next to the window, is a line up of two or three completed robots. One of them looks like it was modeled after Dirk's stature.*

TT: I started when I was pretty young. Ten maybe? And it just kind of spiraled from there. My brother thankfully had enough money to support all the material costs back then.

TT: Tech companies set me on contract for certain things every so often, but I get to work on my own, so thats good.

GT: -When Dirk took his hand and interwined their fingers together he felt his heart skip a beat and he gave his hand a tight squeeze. When they entered the room Jake's mouth about dropped to the floor when he saw the room. He scanned it, taking everything in. When Dirk finished his background information about how he got started in the first place and how it was going today he pointed at all the things he thought were cool in the room, from the computer to the blue prints to the robots and to a tool every now and again. He was utterly speechless, which would have been a first.-

TT: *He rubs the back of his head, flattered by his silence. He squeezes his hand in return, and watches him somewhat freak out before he gets his mind off of it, leaning in and kissing his cheek.* I don't I've seen anyone this excited before.

GT: -The kiss almost sends him into another fit of silence but he clears his throat instead and gestures to the room.- It's just. Iv'e never seen anything like this before, I think you may be some competition to my sister here! This is extremely impressive Dirk, I honestly don't know what to say!

TT: *He shrugs, but the bit about Jake's sister interests him.* Hmn? Your sister is into robotics as well? I don't find enough people to talk to about all this so its nice to know. I'll have to meet her eventually.

GT: She is really into it, built things from a robot deplicate of herself to her own computers and gadgets and guns! She sure is one smart cookie, was able to get a full scholarship to her college and everything!

TT: *He looks pleased to hear all of that, squeezing Jake's hand one more time.* Really? Thats fantastic. We'll have to compare tech sometime. *He moves to head back into the small hallway, letting go of Jake's hand and going out to the livingroom again to clean up their stuff on the coffee table.*

GT: -He takes one last glance inside of the room and follows after Dirk, helping him clean up all their trash. After they're done they find themselves in the kitchen, Jake leaning against the counter and Dirk washing his hands since he got a little bit of food on it while they were cleaning up.-

TT: *Dirk hums, sudsing up his hands to wash and clean them. When they're clean he turns off the fawcet, and turns to face Jake, drying his hands.* While we didn't pay much attention to the movie, I, well, this was fun. Uhm...

GT: I had a great time, Dirk, this was probably the best date iv'e ever been on. I can't wait to stay up all night and gossip about it with Jade!

TT: *He tilts his head, the comment coming from his lips before he really thinks about it.* Oh, you wouldn't want to stick around and stay up all night with me instead?

GT: I would but I don't have anything to sleep in for the night, and even if I did the only pajamas I have on hand would be my Captain Americas or my Indiana Jones... -It registers in his mind what he actually meant and trails off in his sentence, his face turning a bright red in the process.- And now I realize that you didn't mean it in that way and now I think i'll have to leave due to an extreme case of embarrassment.

TT: *He smirks, and places his hands on the counter on each side of Jake. He tilts his head a little, trying to, well, play it cool. Tease him a little maybe.* You got choice pjamas there Jake but you're right. We wouldn't really be involved with a lot of clothing. *He takes a change, and leans in to catch his lips and kiss them sweetly.* But I won't make you if you're uncomfortable.

TT: *chance

GT: -When he feels the pair of lips against his, his knees give way but he's able to steady himself almost instantly. Before he's able to kiss him back Dirk pulls away, Jake lets out a little fit of nervous laughter and you can practically see the hearts popping up all around him.- Golly...that was, something!

TT: *Dirk worries he made it too long, or perhaps too short, he doesn't know. The knots in his stomach seem to loosen when Jake speaks, though.* ...Jake?

TT: You alright there? You look dazed.

GT: I am perfect. You're perfect, i'm perfect, we're both perfect! -He slowly wraps his arms around his next and then jerks him forward so they're both kissing again.-

TT: Huh? Wh--*He gets tugged forward, and beforehe knows it he's kissing Jake again, and it feels less nervous now, the electrified nerves softened by warmth and the soft feeling of lips on lips. His shoulders relax, and he lets his hands rest on Jake's hips, kissing him firmly.*

GT: -They're like that for a good minute and a half before they have to break apart for the air.- Was that too forward? I'm starting think that was too forward.

TT: *He's panting when they separate, his face flushed and his breaths warm.* Ah--No. Not at all. Just the right amount actually. *He actually grins, and damn doesn't it look brilliant.* You're pretty damn good at that. I like a guy who knows what he wants.

GT: It's looks like we're a match made in heaven then because I know exactly what I want! Woo wee this is really getting the blood pumping! Oh and look at you! You're showing off those pearly whites for the first time, you should, without a doubt, do that more often.

TT: *He rolls his eyes behind his shades, and kisses him once more, but its short.* You're blathering again. Its cute but you don't exactly have the breath to keep up with yourself love.

TT: And I'll make the effort to, but only for you, hmn?

GT: -He's pretty much gulping in air to keep up with himself at this point, so he takes the time to regulate his breathing, taking a hold of both of Dirk's hands into each of his.- That would be absolutely top!

TT: *He looks down to their hands, then back up to Jake.* Hmn, well. Are you taking me up on the offer or are you not there yet?

GT: Well, it IS getting rather late and I would hate to wake anybody up at this hour. I'm sure they won't even notice my absence until mid afternoon.


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GT: -the front door bell chimes, not looking up from the bouquet he's sorting for a wedding proposal, he does the usual greeting.- hi, welcome to jade's garden. if you don't know what you're looking for there's an album on the corner of the counter you can look through.

TT: Actually I have some ideas in mind. *he announces, heading over, leaning on the front counter* I just opened my tattoo shop nearby, and my best friend thinks it needs a lil' brightening up.

GT: Oh well I always felt that the best way to brighten up a specific room is to have the flowers coordinate with the color scheme of said room. Now we have every color under the sun in various breeds of flowers, just tell me what you have in mind and i'll be sure to help you to my best ability once I finish up with what i'm doing right here.

TT: I need some picturesque shit, orchids in bright colors, that kind of thing. The shop has black and grey walls, so I'm hoping for something with a little color. *he nods* Take your time with- that.

GT: It's for a wealthy gentleman who has decided to tie the knot with his sweetheart, paying me a handsome amount of money to make it just perfect. So, you're looking at subject number fifteen here.

TT: Oh god. *he smiles a bit, nodding * I know how that is. Customer's can be- crazy. Particularly perfectionists. It looks great, though.

GT: You think so? Boy howdy, that sure does mean a lot to me, iv'e been staring at the same damn things ever since I started my shift four hours ago! I think this order is going to drive me to the brink of insanity. -He ties a thin bow around the bouquet and folds it into some brightly colored paper, setting it aside when he's finished.- So, my friend, why don't you have a look around and pick out a few selections that catch your fancy.

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TT: *he nods, turning around to take a look at the shop, stopping at a smattering of bright colored lillies* These orange ones are pretty rad.

GT: Oh yes they are striking, aren't they? Not a lot of people go for them, sadly, but I can see that you have quite an eye there.

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TT: Oh thanks, man. *he nods, shoving his hands in his pockets*

GT: So, you say that you're in the tattooing business, how many do you have? Since you're wearing long sleeves I honestly cannot tell.

TT: Oh too many, probably.

TT: My arms are fucking covered. Hencr the long sleeves.

GT: What? No way, I think tattoos are the cat's pajamas! I myself could never pull the look off but I do think that you could, what's it like to get one? Does it hurt? Did you cry? When did you get your first one? Can I see? -He sounded like a three year old asking all of these questions.-

TT: *He smiles a little, running a hand through his blonde locks* I'd have to take off my shirt, for you to see the tramp stamp I got on my 18th birthday, man.

TT: I 'aint to proud of it, but yeah it hurt like a bitch.

GT: -He covers his mouth to stifle a giggle.- I would have expected you to get something more flambouyent like a large dragon spitting blue fire out of his mouth, but I suppose a tramp stamp is almost as bad. Though I probably would have gotten something worse than both of those ideas, so who am I to judge?

TT: Ah man, most people put a little more thought into their first tat than a rainbow where tramps declair their sluttitude. *he lifts up the back of his shirt, showing off the little rainbow with clouds on either side* Dares, man. Don't get a tat on a dare.

GT: Oh my good lord I don't think i'll ever forget something like that but since you are a tattoo artist, could you not draw up a design of your own to cover it up?

TT: I could, yeah, but that was the raddest birthday ever. *he pulls his shirt back down, rolling his shoulders* Don't want to forget that one.

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GT: I, too, have had some crazy times on my birthday. I mean one time I almost got mauled by a heard of mutant lions! It was real crazy!

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TT: Thats crazy, man. Where the fuck, did you manage that?

GT: Oh back home, things like that happened almost every other day.

TT: Where'd you live before?

GT: On an uncharted island in the middle of the pacific!

TT: Oh jesus christ.

TT: That sounds crazy.

TT: Was it fun?

GT: Oh it was magnificent! An adventure awaited for you every day, there were so many trees and mountains to climb, rivers and lakes to swim in, caves to explore, animals to study and sometimes play with. Just talking about it makes me home sick.

TT: Why did you come inland, then?


CG: THE TITLES ARE INFORMATIVE AND HELP UNDERSTAND THE SCHEMATICS, AND IF WE WATCHED A HUMAN MOVIE, THERE WOULD PROBABLY BE EVEN MORE TROLLS THAT DIDN'T UNDERSTAND THE SHITTY HUMAN REFERENCES.

EB: dude if you read the title you pretty much know the whole movie!

EB: there isn't any point of watching it!

EB: you already know what's going to happen!

CG: WELL YEAH, YOU ALREADY HAVE AN IDEA OF WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN!

CG: LET'S TAKE YOUR HUMAN STAR WARS MOVIES.

EB: dude that's totally different.

CG: HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW IF I WANT TO WATCH THIS MOVIE? AM I SUPPOSED TO EXPECT STARS AT WAR? WAR OVER STARS? WAR NEXT TO STARS?

CG: IT'S RIDICULOUS.


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