bellstoll

If you see anything regarding how I play Wolfwood that you don't agree with, feel free to comment on it here. Can't improve if you don't know what's wrong, right?

Comments can be screened for privacy upon request, and anon is completely permitted.

[It's another day at school, and instead of being in class like a normal kid, Wolfwood's skipping behind the bleachers. He's leaning against one of the beams, smoking and looking like the perpetual loner kid who is too cool to talk to you or give two shits about what you have to say. He exhales, smoke passing his lips when he looks up, spotting whoever it is that's decided to approach him. When he speaks, his voice is gruff, though he may or may not be pleased to see you.]

What're you doin' here?

[ooc; bother him at will! anything goes, from teachers telling him to get his ass back to class to students wanting to pound his face in! i'll get to any tags after my class is over.]

This place again, huh?

...That apartment still smelled really bad. Wonder if whoever owns it will get mad that I threw those cigarettes out.

some of yuo peple know magic, right

caues i ned a faver

So, I've got an important question.

And no one here's allowed to laugh.

What the hell is Halloween?

Sebastian, your, uh, cat is done.

...Just curious, but is anyone else hearing that noise?

( [Private//unhackable] )

Seems like I missed some important stuff while I was, uh, out. So this place has one of those country guys now right? How'd that happen?

...What else did I miss?

He hadn’t intended to end up inside a theater, just started to stroll on by with a bag of groceries in his hands. Nothing against Desai, but Wolfwood didn’t care for the technology. It was alien, it was confusing; most of all, and it reminded him how far away from home he really was. Televisions, cell phones, even the computers… None of it made sense!

Yet here he was, shaking water droplets out of his mess of hair. Figured it would downpour just as he was almost home, but there was no way he was going to go back out into that until it slowed down a bit. With an irritated grumble, he slumped himself down into a chair and proceeded to dump his soggy groceries over the table. He was too busy checking over his stuff to even glance around to see who else had sought shelter from the rain.

[ooc; in response to this. vash, nero, and anyone else are free to jump in after ten tags or so~]

Right. Fuck this.

Who's up for a drink?

I'm not paying but if you keep your mouth shut, you can tag along.

( ooc notes )

Does anyone actually know what MDEA is doing with the kids?

I didn't exactly wanna play father forever, but it wasn't bad while it lasted. Think they'll put them in orphanages? I can't really picture them being able to find houses for all of those kids.

...Tch. I hate this damn weather.

( Private//Unhackable )

I've got a question for those of you who've been living here for a while.

Any of you ever had your memories changed before? During one of those crazy events, I mean.

( Private//Unhackable )

( Private to Meryl Stryfe//Unhackable )

Say I was looking for a job here. One that pays a lot, and pays fast.

Who would I ask about it?

[ A video feed appears of Wolfwood sitting outside on a bench, presumably in some sort of park. There's a collection of rubberbands sitting next to his right thigh, and he's idly shooting them off at what appears to be random directions.

After a few minutes he stops, and sighs. ]

This shit happens often?

-can't let the noodles get soggy, otherwise they'll ruin the whole dish. How long's it been since I had anything good to eat? Little Jersey, with the sand steamer probably... Stupid idiot. He's the reason that lady clocked me one. Also made me waste a perfectly good bowl of ramen.

I'd kill for some sutamina udon and lots of beef. Or a plate of Melanie's spaghetti with parmesan cheese loaded on top. Wonder how she is. Been almost six years, right? Stop. No point in thinking about it. Won't change--God I'm hungry.

Is it done yet? No, five minutes left. Should I add more onions? Maybe some cabbage and carrots too. Wonder what's up with that car Eva picked me up in. Fucking thing was huge. Her husband seemed pretty pissed off... What the hell've I got myself into now.

Not spicy enough. Mix some of that sriracha stuff I got at the store, and--Haha, that asshole really deserved that shit with the tabasco sauce.

...

Is it done yet?

Wrong train.

I took the wrong train.

...

That asshole.

This is for my reference since I'm trying to start a new leaf by being *~organized~* and idk, together, so go ahead and skip this since it is nothing interesting.


January 2009
Introduction to the City; speaks with Poison Ivy, Knives, Shatterstar, Pyro, Sora, Vash, Trowa, and Tim.
Rem's intro; harasses Rem for facts about Tessla, gets in trouble with Knives (again).
Lina Inverse; tells Lina she might be better off getting a new job.
Edgeworth's post; has a conversation with Cassie Lang about his world.
Cassie Lang's post; speaks with Cassie about teens working as superheroes.