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Post by Colin Ambrose on Nov 4, 2015 0:08:10 GMT
Colin sat at the counter staring down at his plate of eggs, bacon, a slice of sausage, some hash browns, and what could only be described as an oasis of ketchup that he had strategically, yet mindlessly, squirted into the center of his breakfast. Normally he would have cooked for himself at home. Well, that would actually be a lie. Colin's version of "cooking for himself" was more accurately described as pouring a cereal whose sugar content could drop an elephant, and then topping it of with almond milk so that it was "healthier".
As if there were anyone around that would not only feel the necessity to comment on his breakfast choice, and would somehow be fooled by his use of the slightly grainy, yet still delicious, fake moo juice. He glanced over and stared at the toast that was quickly cooling, and slowly picked it up, then dunked it into the top of his sunny side up egg, as if he were some aristocrat zombie waiting patiently for an audience with the queen who had just remembered that he had not eaten in several days, and bit the now yolk covered corner with the ferocity of of the first cave man that realized that cooked meat was effing delicious.
He quickly swallowed and dove back into the dipping and dripping goo that was now oozing and puddling across his plate as though a golden volcano was pulling a Pompeii on his perfectly cooked and exceptionally smelling breakfast. He had not yet realized that yolk was running down his chin now, as he wolfed his food down like eating sustenance was going out of style and anyone caught doing so after this meal would be chastised to insanity. That being said, the food was so good he wasn't even capable of noticing whether or not anyone else was in the diner, though it was a sure thing that anyone present knew he was there.
His lips slapped together so hard that Thor, God Of Thunder, would have taken a knee and bequeathed his mighty hammer Mjolnir unto the far superior thunder maker. So loud was Colin chomping his delectable vittles that anyone within earshot not only knew he had food and was eating it, their hearing was so accosted with the sound of a wild man going to town that it was almost as if they themselves were enjoying the meal that he was consuming at such a rapid pace. And then, young Colin had finally managed to put just a little too much into his mouth, and began choking.
At first he tried coughing, hacking, and drinking water, but these just seemed to make his predicament all the worse. He quickly found himself on his knees choking, and the world started to go dark.
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Post by Isaac Lewis on Nov 5, 2015 1:51:17 GMT
Heaven ablaze in our eyes We're standing still in time The blood on our hands is the wine, We offer as sacrifice Come on, and show them your love, Rip out the wings of a butterfly, For your soul, my love, Rip out the wings of a butterfly, For your soul, This endless mercy mile, We're crawling side by side, With hell freezing over in our eyes, Gods kneel before our crime
Okay, it was Slightly’s day off of work at the hospital, and with his relationship on the rocks with Oliver (well, one would assume after standing his friend up for a play date of a sort, their relationship would definitely not be a good one), he didn’t have anyone to hang out with. The curse had stripped Slightly of the thing he loved most about Neverland: having friends. Okay. Well, that was the third thing he loved.
This curse really worked its magic, stealing away all the things that made Slightly happy. Isaac was responsible and a kid who didn’t destroy things, Isaac was what Slightly hated most, a goody-two-shoes ready to grow up. As soon as he got his memories back, well, he tried to fix that. However, his concern was primarily centered on Oliver Vail, the thing he truly loved most about Neverland, who seemed just as happy as he always had been in Neverland, just without him. And that hurt a lot more than anything else the curse did.
Isaac didn’t have much money, seeing as since he got his memories back he’d been calling into work a lot more often to play pranks and regain that boyish feeling he had back in Neverland. Even the boring Isaac side of him was having fun. One time he had gone to Granny’s diner and sabotaged the kitchen. There was a loud boom, and people in the kitchen came out soaked in water. It was fun. He knew that every time he went in the diner, Granny eyed him, probably knowing that the particular prank was him. However, given his lack of money, he could never really buy anything from Granny’s. He’d normally just sit there and either chat with Ruby, Granny, or just plot out some other prank. Granny seemed to take pity on him and give him a small plate of food when he came in as long as he took out the trash for her.
Isaac hadn’t eaten in a couple of days, and well, his hunger was starting to take over, when he finally decided to head to Granny’s this morning of his day off. He just wanted to eat something. At least this way he didn’t have to be responsible and actually go to work on his scheduled days. He’d find a way to survive without money. They did in Neverland all the time.
Isaac walked in, and Granny pointed to the back of the restaurant, and Slightly grinned, going back and taking the trash out to the dumpster. When he got back, there was a plate with a little more food than normal. Granny said that someone returned their food order because it was wrong (Ruby insisted it was right), so she gave it to him today. Slightly didn’t complain. Taking out the trash was very little work and the food he got was worth a lot more. So he sat in the corner, gobbling down his eggs and bacon and sausage and stack of pancakes, not paying any attention to the thunderous eating of another patron in the diner… Well, until he looked up hearing that thunderous eater choking.
He didn’t even realize who it was when he jumped up from his seat and ran over to the guy, falling to his knees next to him, slapping the kid’s back trying to help him get up whatever he was choking on. “Hey, buddy are you alright?”
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