First Run - Hi, what the hell?

[speeding]

Okay. So.

• Magical journal? Check.
• Shower has been had? Check.
• Actually not-goopy clothing that still doesn't really fit? Check.
• Waking up in the most insane excuse for a social study without any memories or, you know, clothes, and being told the low-down by some poor girl who looked like she was going to faint? Double check.
• Getting practically manhandled around to god knows where without anyone telling me what the hell this is about and ending up writing this next to an endless rack of lady's high heels? GO TIME.

But seriously, magical journal, what the heck is going on?

Uh, and if these things work the way I'm told they are supposed to-- Hello there my fellow lab rats. I guess welcome me to the maze? And, you know, direct me to the cheese and not the sparks.

The name's Dash, by the way. As in dashingly handsome, or dashing to the rescue. You know, I’m good with either.

god I feel like a dork talking to a journal.

Comments

[child-proteus.livejournal.com]

he's not saying you're old, dude. he's just saying you talk like you are.

all you need to say is 'holy crow' and 'gee criminey' and i think you'd be totally set.

[shiro-yasha.livejournal.com]

Oi oi, such a nonchalant attitude already. You sure matured quickly Jimmy!

[speeding]

Yeah, a different place where everyone speaks old apparently.







How about "Get off my lawn!" or "Dangnabbit!" that'd kind of set him as terminally old, whatever his age.

SO. MUCH. LAWL.

[speeding]

What?









I don't understand you dude. At all.

[distant-dragon.livejournal.com]

For now.

You want one? I'm up in the tree right now, I can grab one and bring it down on my next run.

[distant-dragon.livejournal.com]

...what?

Okay, now you people are starting in with the unintelligible talk again.

I think I'm tired enough that writing out Jump's thoughts actually makes sense atm

[shiro-yasha.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, as you grow and blossom you'll begin to understand this and that. The road to adulthood is littered with potholes and thumbtacks, so make sure your tires don't go flat.

[speeding]

Let me analyze this sentence for you Drake, as a personal favor.

...

No never mind, I tried. I think it's incurable. Too deeply ingrained I suspect. Sorry, it's terminal.

You talk like an old person. It's not going to get better without probably lots of therapy and some serious surgery.

That's pretty impressively tired.

[speeding]

Okay.

Yeah.



Thanks?

*flails uselessly*

[shiro-yasha.livejournal.com]

That one was free, but after this there's a charge. You think I have lots of spare time?

[distant-dragon.livejournal.com]

I talk the way I talk.

You want talking like an old person, go listen to Seraph or something.

[speeding]

Dude.

Teasing.






itgetsworse?

GO TO BED <333

[speeding]

Wow.

Do you like, actively try to be as confusing as possible in which case you do a really, really good job or is it a natural talent?

I will!!! After this, of course....

[shiro-yasha.livejournal.com]

Natural talent only grows into true skill with the aid of a caring teacher.

$25.00

Next?

SURE YOU WILL

[speeding]

I think I got gypped.

[nobodysheroine.livejournal.com]

Yup, Ran, that's me. I guess I should toss my name into the pile along with the Sugardaddy and Wonder Boy and say, if you've got a bad pun crouched deep inside you, then get it over with now. Or my dinosaur will own you. Though...

Ran and Dash. All we need is a Hop, Skip and a Jump and I think we'll have our bases covered. Think you could manage trying to wrangle them up?

I'll overlook the lack of epic poetry if you promise to make large eyes and give me an "oooh" of quiet reverence the first time we meet. Deal?

[speeding]

Sugardaddy? Wonder Boy? Which is which?

Not going to run from this are you, Ran?

Okay, yeah it's out of my system. Probably. Prospect of dinosaur is helping.

Hey, guy a little above us said he was Jump I think. So we just need Hop and Skip and we've got a band. Or team. Something, anyway. Though honestly I have no idea what the guy was writing/on so he may have to be the drummer.

Ran, this is so totally a deal. I will "oooh" of quiet reverence, completely with large, devoted eyes, all for you.

Promise.

[child-proteus.livejournal.com]

Bah. Way too many syllables, man.

Pretty much most of the stuff that comes out of mine and Dub's mouth gets a strange look and more often than not requires a five minute back and forth, which usually ends with us having to resort to, "Just cause."

Ops, I went to bed. 8S

[shiro-yasha.livejournal.com]

You're afraid of gypsies? That's not my area of concern.

OH HO HO

[speeding]

... Right.



You make my brain hurt buddy. And so totally not in a good way.