Fynn -
"Listen up. Life's a game. If you don't live it up, you lose points... And then you die."
I snorted as se lesser players jumped at the suggestion. Disgusting. Sis...sis entire group.
"Joking." Se boy clarified, killing my amusement. Feh. Vas it a good joke, sen 'e'd 'ave not said a vord at all.
Disgusting.
I kept my eyes locked firmly ahead of me.
I vould not look at any of sem directly.
Sem...Se Vermin.
Sey vere rabbits. I vas a volf. I 'ad no patience for little rabbits und sere little rabbit games.
Especially sat...sat disgusting girl. Clarissa.
Oh, how I hated her.
For a moment, I glanced at sem all, taking sem in.
Bastion; Veakiling.
Hikari; Veakling.
Kazuko; Veakling.
Shin; Veakling.
Ran; Veakling.
Clarissa; Vant-To-Be-Satan Veakling.
French Girl; Veakling.
Tvitchy Girl; Veakling.
Tvitchy Girl's Pet Boy; Veakling.
Se Oser Girl; Veakling.
Und sat vas 'ow it vas.
I vaited until I vas sure se 'Ran' boy vas done. "Hello." I began briskly, giving sem all sharp looks, "I, my...friends, am Fynn. Fynn Volfe." I looked forward, focusing on no none, "Und my username is der-lunger-muss-sterben-zero-one. I do hope I am no...burden to se lot of you."
Politeness among the lesser. My father vould 'ave died.
No-vone spoke, so I added, "I 'ave little patience for Rabbits," Hikari, Bastion, und Tvitchy got harsh looks from me as I spoke, "I vould heartily perfer sat only se Volves speak to me directly. Sank you." I bowed stiffly to sem.
"Hey, now! I'll go next them, eh, Fynnie-Baby?" I felt a familiar bony hand on my shoulder, und slapped it avay vithout sinking. How uncouth of me to be visibly violent
.
Se She-Devil vent on as if I 'ad done nosing, so I supossed it vas fine, "Heh, okay, okay, take a chill pill. This is how I show my love. I made it in my mind because I blame it on my A. D. D, Baby." Clarissa broke off of 'er song tangent und grinned, "I'll be on with my intro, then, eh?" She winked at no-vone in particular, und I glowered at se floor.
Se 'ball vas in her court', as sey say.
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Clarissa -
My hand was aching from Fynnilyn's strike. German kid could pack a punch; haha.
It's not like violence made me think of anything in particular.
It really didn't.
I can't wait for you to shut me up and make me hip, like, bad ass.
I can't wait for you to shut me up--Shut. It. Up.
I smiled tightly, because I was Clara Urine, and I was not thinking about my father or what he used to be or who he used to be or, haha, what was I even thinking, I had no father--Father? What even was that? Haha, wow, I sure was silly.
Before that possibility came true...
I took all possibilities from you.
Smiling right from ear to ear...
Conjuring her deepest fears...
'C'mere, you fucking bitch!'
I could hear the sound of a punch landing in the swarm of Avenged Sevenfold playing in my mind; the sound of a struggle matching up to the music, beat for beat.
No, no, Clara. Shush. Don't be a fag, Clara.
I let out a deep breath I hadn't been holding, because I was fine.
I was Jimmy Urine.
I was King.
I was fine.
I laughed, "Right-o, then! I'm Clara Urine, Ay-Kay-Ay, Em-Esse-Eye-underscore-Pee-Tee-Vee-three-two-four." I grinned wider, walking over to a nervous looking girl in the crowd. She was dressed oddly, and looked ready to piss her pants at the drop of a hat--probably that enormous sun hat she was wearing? Perfect target. I slung an arm around her bony shoulders, "Hey, scaredy-cat! Hikari, right? Yeah, yeah, I know, babydoll. I love it when you call, but you never call at all." t told her seriously, looking her in the eyes. "So, what's the complication? It's only conversation. I love it when you call. But you never call at all." I stopped sadly, shaking my head and releasing her suddenly.
I caught sight of the boy with headphones rolling his eyes, and grinned. Unimpressed, it seemed.
I liked that.
It was so much better than blind agreement.
I raised my hands in mock surrender, "I confess, I confess to a rumor or less."
I bowed widely, shooting glances at Fynn-diddlie-do-gooder to let him know I was making fun of him. "Right-o. I'm done. Next!" I called out excitedly.
I loved people.
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HUMDEDUMDEDUMDUMDUM<3
Oh-kay, so, I hope I didn't pick on anyone in particular. ;-;
I tried to just make them jerks in general.
Clara is terrified of violence. Seriously. Shesgonnasuckatthisgame.
And Fynn has supremacy issues. He's notta Nazi : He just hates everyone.
