Life has been dull for the past thirteen to fourteen years of your life. You have lived with a single family member for as long as you can remember, and they can be both the bane of your existence and the one person you can rely on. There's an occasional Strife you have to deal with, but you know they have your back. Kind of. A little. Maybe.
You know that, should things get insane, you can always count on your three buddies. While you lot haven't ever actually met, all four of you have known each other forever. All of your conversations happen over the internet. It's become a thing with you.
And the topic of conversation lately has been Sburb, this amazing new game coming out that no one knows anything about. But it's supposed to be the best thing since sliced bread. In fact, better than that. You're in the beta, and it's going to be amazing. In fact, the beta's due today. It's time to get ready!
This is a game meant for 4 people. The game will be a hybrid between unguided exploration and guided exploration, depending on the location. Interaction between players is not only encouraged, it could be considered mandatory. Players are encouraged to create new IM names for this game and roleplay through IM to continue character development and then post their logs into the game. This game will evolve based on what the players do, with no predetermined outcome.
Interested parties should post in this thread with an opening post that engages the above prompt. Their post should include a description of their own character, their likes, their dislikes, their one family member (which must be older than them, but not necessarily a parent) that I will control, and other information they will be prompted for later.
Many concepts that will be found in this RP were made by him, and he deserves all of your worship and love. Go read his comic. Take a week off to do it.
(okay this sounds fun, just let me know if I'm doing anything wrong. One question though, are the IM logs supposed to actually be offsite (like we roleplay over IM and post them here), or are they done here through a "fake" IM service? I'm not sure how this part works.)
Ben clicks madly on the refresh screen of his browser waiting for the email with a link to the hyped beta to Sburb. (Without realizing it refreshes automatically.) It's going to be amazing. Skype is open so he can talk to his friends, as well as every other messenger, MSN, yahoo, even facebook. First three friends that get in on the beta he's hanging with for a long time. He just hopes his mother doesn't find out he's going to be playing this video game instead of doing homework, for like, months. She doesn't really know that this would have happened anyway.
Bored Ben swings around on his swivel chair, best purchase ever, it's comfy and sturdy. He looks at his "collections". There is a collection of old Magic the Gathering cards, a collection of playing cards, a collection of action figures, and a collection of old computer parts from when he tried to build computers "on the cheap". They were never cheap. On the walls were some posters of expensive cars, including one of his 'hobby car' an old Honda Civic he was hoping to fix up. There's a pet bird sitting on a dresser chirping loudly at the sun. Ben gets up and closes the blinds. The sun is a terrible thing, and back at the computer Ben tries to remember the last time he went to the mall, or shopping in general, they were all dreadful places
The screen magically pops up with an email proclaiming "Sburb Beta Link and Password". So awesome! Ben already has a handle picked out, excited it can be as original as he wants it to be. He just hoped that his mother would be a week behind on the news Ben quit his job to play this game.
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(okay this sounds fun, just let me know if I'm doing anything wrong. One question though, are the IM logs supposed to actually be offsite (like we roleplay over IM and post them here), or are they done here through a "fake" IM service? I'm not sure how this part works.)
Either or. But it's more fun if you actually IM it and then post logs.
Ben clicks madly on the refresh screen of his browser waiting for the email with a link to the hyped beta to Sburb. (Without realizing it refreshes automatically.) It's going to be amazing. Skype is open so he can talk to his friends, as well as every other messenger, MSN, yahoo, even facebook. First three friends that get in on the beta he's hanging with for a long time. He just hopes his mother doesn't find out he's going to be playing this video game instead of doing homework, for like, months. She doesn't really know that this would have happened anyway.
Bored Ben swings around on his swivel chair, best purchase ever, it's comfy and sturdy. He looks at his "collections". There is a collection of old Magic the Gathering cards, a collection of playing cards, a collection of action figures, and a collection of old computer parts from when he tried to build computers "on the cheap". They were never cheap. On the walls were some posters of expensive cars, including one of his 'hobby car' an old Honda Civic he was hoping to fix up. There's a pet bird sitting on a dresser chirping loudly at the sun. Ben gets up and closes the blinds. The sun is a terrible thing, and back at the computer Ben tries to remember the last time he went to the mall, or shopping in general, they were all dreadful places
The screen magically pops up with an email proclaiming "Sburb Beta Link and Password". So awesome! Ben already has a handle picked out, excited it can be as original as he wants it to be. He just hoped that his mother would be a week behind on the news Ben quit his job to play this game.
Your mother is never that far behind on the newest trends in your life. You know this. She's always bugging you to be the better man, to not be the nerd that you are. Not that she ever actually says that. Oh no. She's a lot more passive about it. There'll be a heavy sigh and she'll comment on how good your father was to her, and how you could have grown up to be. She'll know about this, that's for sure.
And now you have your beta link and password! Kick ass! But... You still needs your installation disks. The should be arriving in the mail any minute now. Time to get prepared.
It's a bit of an ordeal though. See, you're finally old enough to own your own Sylladex. That's right, your very own inventory management system. But you only just got yours for your birthday recently and you hadn't opened it yet. You might want to go check on that.
The daily mail slides under the bedroom door and Ben picks it up to examine it, just like the email said a little envelope with a CD had arrived. Eagerly heading back to the computer Ben begins to install it, and with nothing to do but wait for it installs notice a Sylladex box on a shelf nearby he had gotten for his birthday. He grabs it and rips the packaging open, and fidgets with it a bit.
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It seems like your mom is being more pushy than usual about the 'upstanding gentleman' thing. The CD isn't the install disk for Sburb. It's the "How to be a Gentleman" video she's been raving about. You get to watch it.
At least she takes your hobbies into account when she gets your Sylladex. You can now hold up to 60 items at once! The downside is that you must shuffle them and draw seven off the top to use any time you want to use something. Awkward!
Ben, with sylladex in hand turns to the computer slowly as the video starts playing and realizes that it wasn't an install screen he was looking at but instead a splash screen for his video player. He stops the video, and returns to the sylladex slightly aggravated. The sylladex is pretty sturdy, and intriguing. He wonders if he has cards worth putting in it and looks around the room.
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The sylladex isn't exactly a thing. But it is. It's more... Hrm. It's an inventory system. Like a video game. Except this is real life. Your Mom uses the Purse sylladex, which has things in a jumble which she must rummage through for fifteen minutes to find anything. Still, it has a LOT of space. You've heard that Dads commonly use Wallet sylladexes. Very organized, but not a lot of space.
Evan flips another page of the book he's reading for perhaps the fifth time this month. Another page, and another. He pauses for a second to adjust his glasses before flipping the next page. The light makes it easy to make out the words, but even if it were darker, he knows what the book would say.
After another minute, Evan slips a bookmark in to mark the page he was at and returns it to the bookshelf, slightly notable for the fact that it contains not one nonfiction book. Actually, the room could almost be mistaken for a miniature library, if it weren't for the simple bed and desk. A quick scan of the books reveals everything to be in order, neatly aligned and arranged by author and series. Good. The last time his cousin went through here, it took forever to get it back to a reasonable state.
Evan briefly considers taking out another book, but he can't find one that hasn't been read in the last few days. That, and he'd much rather prefer to finish the one he'd started first. He takes a brief glance at the laptop sitting on his desk, open to a Word document with a single paragraph written on it. His own attempted novel.
Rising from his bed, Evan walks over to the desk, stopping next to the matching chair. He takes another look at the few lines before making a small change to one of them. Perfect, at least for now. Perhaps someday he'll get on to the rest of it.
The Pesterchum icon lights up for a second, and Evan spares it a passing glance. It's probably someone who'd going to remind him of the Sburb beta. Truth be told, it's not really that much of an interest to him - he's not that much of a fan of games in general. They're generally filled with something that's nothing more than "point gun, shoot". But he supposes he could make an exception for this - after all, it's supposed to be amazing. And it's only the beta, after all.
Evan flips another page of the book he's reading for perhaps the fifth time this month. Another page, and another. He pauses for a second to adjust his glasses before flipping the next page. The light makes it easy to make out the words, but even if it were darker, he knows what the book would say.
After another minute, Evan slips a bookmark in to mark the page he was at and returns it to the bookshelf, slightly notable for the fact that it contains not one nonfiction book. Actually, the room could almost be mistaken for a miniature library, if it weren't for the simple bed and desk. A quick scan of the books reveals everything to be in order, neatly aligned and arranged by author and series. Good. The last time his cousin went through here, it took forever to get it back to a reasonable state.
Evan briefly considers taking out another book, but he can't find one that hasn't been read in the last few days. That, and he'd much rather prefer to finish the one he'd started first. He takes a brief glance at the laptop sitting on his desk, open to a Word document with a single paragraph written on it. His own attempted novel.
Rising from his bed, Evan walks over to the desk, stopping next to the matching chair. He takes another look at the few lines before making a small change to one of them. Perfect, at least for now. Perhaps someday he'll get on to the rest of it.
The Pesterchum icon lights up for a second, and Evan spares it a passing glance. It's probably someone who'd going to remind him of the Sburb beta. Truth be told, it's not really that much of an interest to him - he's not that much of a fan of games in general. They're generally filled with something that's nothing more than "point gun, shoot". But he supposes he could make an exception for this - after all, it's supposed to be amazing. And it's only the beta, after all.
He may have to actually leave his room at this point. After all, the Sburb beta is meant to actually be showing up in the mailbox today. It's going to be an enjoyable day, a day to get away from rereading books and ignoring that novel. He's going to need to actually go get it, though. That could always be a pain. He'll have to deal with that Cousin of his, who he lives with. The guy has this thing about going through his stuff.
At least he did one good thing. His Cousin gave him the sylladex. Or, rather, dropped it on his way out. Now where is that thing...? Evan will need it to actually store the Sburb beta discs.
Evan glances around the room. Knowing his cousin, it's probably lying around somewhere. After a few minutes of searching, he finds it tucked inside a plastic bag leaning against a pile of notebooks - all ideas for his novel. Most of them haven't panned out.
Taking the bag back to his desk, Evan dumps the contents out onto its surface to take a look.
Evan glances around the room. Knowing his cousin, it's probably lying around somewhere. After a few minutes of searching, he finds it tucked inside a plastic bag leaning against a pile of notebooks - all ideas for his novel. Most of them haven't panned out.
Taking the bag back to his desk, Evan dumps the contents out onto its surface to take a look.
It's sort of like a card. Or something like that. A library card really.
Evan's sylladex essentially organizes his items on a 'shelf'. They are organized by the Dewey Decimal System. He may only take an item if he can choose its classification number, and he can only 'check out' items for a limited period of time. If he fails to return them on time, he'll be forced to pay a fine.
Evan just looks at it for a second. Organized by the Dewey Decimal System. Then turns to look the bookshelf stacked full of books, all fiction. Wonderful. Even when his cousin's doing something good, he has to do it in an annoying way.
Evan rummages through his pile of notebooks for a blank one, and after a bit of checking in corners, finds a pen on the ground as well. Setting both on the desk, he resists the urge to store his laptop in the sylladex (having to 'check it out' later would be a pain).
Maybe it's a good time to see if the Sburb beta arrived yet.
Evan just looks at it for a second. Organized by the Dewey Decimal System. Then turns to look the bookshelf stacked full of books, all fiction. Wonderful. Even when his cousin's doing something good, he has to do it in an annoying way.
Evan rummages through his pile of notebooks for a blank one, and after a bit of checking in corners, finds a pen on the ground as well. Setting both on the desk, he resists the urge to store his laptop in the sylladex (having to 'check it out' later would be a pain).
Maybe it's a good time to see if the Sburb beta arrived yet.
Fortunately or unfortunately, the sylladex doesn't define how he would be fined. God forbid he actually LOSE something.
He may want to go check the mailbox to see if it's in.
Ben now understanding that the mail hadn't arrived, decides to just check up on the mail himself, he heads down to the mailbox with the sylladex, depressed about how sunny it is. He passes lots of items he'd like to perhaps "store" along the way, but due to the randomness of the selection process decides to keep it empty until something obvious comes along.
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Ben now understanding that the mail hadn't arrived, decides to just check up on the mail himself, he heads down to the mailbox with the sylladex, depressed about how sunny it is. He passes lots of items he'd like to perhaps "store" along the way, but due to the randomness of the selection process decides to keep it empty until something obvious comes along.
This would have gone well if it weren't for the fact that Mom slides out from beside a door to look at him. And look at him funny, too.
"Did you look at that movie I got you, dear?"
Oh no! It's a challenge line. There's only one answer to this.
How does a Strife work? I'm certain I'm about to walk into one, and I never figured out how it worked in the comic.
Evan cautiously opens his door and peeks out. The bungalow he shares with his cousin has the major flaw of being a bungalow. It means it's a lot easier for his cousin to find him than it otherwise might be. On the up side, it means he doesn't have to bother with stairs.
This would have gone well if it weren't for the fact that Mom slides out from beside a door to look at him. And look at him funny, too.
"Did you look at that movie I got you, dear?"
Oh no! It's a challenge line. There's only one answer to this.
STRIFE!
What do you do?
Ben "strifes" with his mother.
Ben begins arguing with his mother over the arbitrary nature of the video, there's some increasingly strong language exchanged, and finally Ben just says, "**** off Mom, I'm going outside, okay? Is that enough for you?"
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Evan cautiously opens his door and peeks out. The bungalow he shares with his cousin has the major flaw of being a bungalow. It means it's a lot easier for his cousin to find him than it otherwise might be. On the up side, it means he doesn't have to bother with stairs.
He doesn't get to just get away. His cousin seems to have been waiting for him right outside.
"Hey, geek, what are you doing out of your cave? Don't you burn when you see the sun?"
Ben begins arguing with his mother over the arbitrary nature of the video, there's some increasingly strong language exchanged, and finally Ben just says, "**** off Mom, I'm going outside, okay? Is that enough for you?"
It doesn't seem to work that way. Mom gasps, as if burned, and then uses key technique Woe is me.
"What type of son have I raised to speak so to his mother?"
It doesn't seem to work that way. Mom gasps, as if burned, and then uses key technique Woe is me.
"What type of son have I raised to speak so to his mother?"
Mom uses key technique Passive Aggressive.
"I didn't raise you to talk like that, did I?"
Ben replies with sly, "Look I'm just stressed out at school, and need to have some fun this summer, let me play my game and I'll do some more homework and get my grades up by next semester, I promise! Sorry, I didn't mean to curse." It's worked in the past, but Ben knows at some point these excuses will stop working.
Ben replies with sly, "Look I'm just stressed out at school, and need to have some fun this summer, let me play my game and I'll do some more homework and get my grades up by next semester, I promise! Sorry, I didn't mean to curse." It's worked in the past, but Ben knows at some point these excuses will stop working.
Mom responds with a knowing look.
"You know very well that you have summer school, young man. You should be studying!"
Ben uses unique move future lie! He tells her that he had quit summer school because he needed to be away from school a bit as it stifled his creativity. Of course he'd actually have to go to school, get the forms, and forge a signature to drop out but that was for tommorow or maybe the day after that. Either way summer school was done with. Of course now mom knew he could forge her signature but whatever she probably knew for years.
"Mom, please let me just check the mail, please!"
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Ben uses unique move [b]future lie![/b] He tells her that he had quit summer school because he needed to be away from school a bit as it stifled his creativity. Of course he'd actually have to go to school, get the forms, and forge a signature to drop out but that was for tommorow or maybe the day after that. Either way summer school was done with. Of course now mom knew he could forge her signature but whatever she probably knew for years.
"Mom, please let me just check the mail, please!"
Mom uses [b]stare[/b]. Then she uses [b]desperation[/b].
"I don't know why I bother.[/b]
Followed by [b]guilt trip[/b].
"This never would have happened while your father was alive."
His voice carries a dry tone, leaving no possibility for accidental misinterpretation. The attack's not going to have much effect - it's merely a stopgap until he can find what'll work this time.
Mom uses [b]stare[/b]. Then she uses [b]desperation[/b].
"I don't know why I bother.[/b]
Followed by [b]guilt trip[/b].
"This never would have happened while your father was alive."
Ben uses [b]passive aggressive[/b] and says "A lot wouldn't have happened if dad was still alive." He gives up, and just heads outside to check the mailbox, which really isn't outside, but just a box attached to the outside of the front door.
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"I've always been a fan of reality by popular vote" - Stephen Colbert (in response to Don McLeroy)
You know that, should things get insane, you can always count on your three buddies. While you lot haven't ever actually met, all four of you have known each other forever. All of your conversations happen over the internet. It's become a thing with you.
And the topic of conversation lately has been Sburb, this amazing new game coming out that no one knows anything about. But it's supposed to be the best thing since sliced bread. In fact, better than that. You're in the beta, and it's going to be amazing. In fact, the beta's due today. It's time to get ready!
Interested parties should post in this thread with an opening post that engages the above prompt. Their post should include a description of their own character, their likes, their dislikes, their one family member (which must be older than them, but not necessarily a parent) that I will control, and other information they will be prompted for later.
Let's have fun with this!
Many concepts that will be found in this RP were made by him, and he deserves all of your worship and love. Go read his comic. Take a week off to do it.
My helpdesk should you need me.
Ben clicks madly on the refresh screen of his browser waiting for the email with a link to the hyped beta to Sburb. (Without realizing it refreshes automatically.) It's going to be amazing. Skype is open so he can talk to his friends, as well as every other messenger, MSN, yahoo, even facebook. First three friends that get in on the beta he's hanging with for a long time. He just hopes his mother doesn't find out he's going to be playing this video game instead of doing homework, for like, months. She doesn't really know that this would have happened anyway.
Bored Ben swings around on his swivel chair, best purchase ever, it's comfy and sturdy. He looks at his "collections". There is a collection of old Magic the Gathering cards, a collection of playing cards, a collection of action figures, and a collection of old computer parts from when he tried to build computers "on the cheap". They were never cheap. On the walls were some posters of expensive cars, including one of his 'hobby car' an old Honda Civic he was hoping to fix up. There's a pet bird sitting on a dresser chirping loudly at the sun. Ben gets up and closes the blinds. The sun is a terrible thing, and back at the computer Ben tries to remember the last time he went to the mall, or shopping in general, they were all dreadful places
The screen magically pops up with an email proclaiming "Sburb Beta Link and Password". So awesome! Ben already has a handle picked out, excited it can be as original as he wants it to be. He just hoped that his mother would be a week behind on the news Ben quit his job to play this game.
"I've always been a fan of reality by popular vote" - Stephen Colbert (in response to Don McLeroy)
GPolukranos, Kill ALL the Things!G
Either or. But it's more fun if you actually IM it and then post logs.
Your mother is never that far behind on the newest trends in your life. You know this. She's always bugging you to be the better man, to not be the nerd that you are. Not that she ever actually says that. Oh no. She's a lot more passive about it. There'll be a heavy sigh and she'll comment on how good your father was to her, and how you could have grown up to be. She'll know about this, that's for sure.
And now you have your beta link and password! Kick ass! But... You still needs your installation disks. The should be arriving in the mail any minute now. Time to get prepared.
It's a bit of an ordeal though. See, you're finally old enough to own your own Sylladex. That's right, your very own inventory management system. But you only just got yours for your birthday recently and you hadn't opened it yet. You might want to go check on that.
My helpdesk should you need me.
"I've always been a fan of reality by popular vote" - Stephen Colbert (in response to Don McLeroy)
GPolukranos, Kill ALL the Things!G
At least she takes your hobbies into account when she gets your Sylladex. You can now hold up to 60 items at once! The downside is that you must shuffle them and draw seven off the top to use any time you want to use something. Awkward!
My helpdesk should you need me.
"I've always been a fan of reality by popular vote" - Stephen Colbert (in response to Don McLeroy)
GPolukranos, Kill ALL the Things!G
My helpdesk should you need me.
Evan flips another page of the book he's reading for perhaps the fifth time this month. Another page, and another. He pauses for a second to adjust his glasses before flipping the next page. The light makes it easy to make out the words, but even if it were darker, he knows what the book would say.
After another minute, Evan slips a bookmark in to mark the page he was at and returns it to the bookshelf, slightly notable for the fact that it contains not one nonfiction book. Actually, the room could almost be mistaken for a miniature library, if it weren't for the simple bed and desk. A quick scan of the books reveals everything to be in order, neatly aligned and arranged by author and series. Good. The last time his cousin went through here, it took forever to get it back to a reasonable state.
Evan briefly considers taking out another book, but he can't find one that hasn't been read in the last few days. That, and he'd much rather prefer to finish the one he'd started first. He takes a brief glance at the laptop sitting on his desk, open to a Word document with a single paragraph written on it. His own attempted novel.
Rising from his bed, Evan walks over to the desk, stopping next to the matching chair. He takes another look at the few lines before making a small change to one of them. Perfect, at least for now. Perhaps someday he'll get on to the rest of it.
The Pesterchum icon lights up for a second, and Evan spares it a passing glance. It's probably someone who'd going to remind him of the Sburb beta. Truth be told, it's not really that much of an interest to him - he's not that much of a fan of games in general. They're generally filled with something that's nothing more than "point gun, shoot". But he supposes he could make an exception for this - after all, it's supposed to be amazing. And it's only the beta, after all.
He may have to actually leave his room at this point. After all, the Sburb beta is meant to actually be showing up in the mailbox today. It's going to be an enjoyable day, a day to get away from rereading books and ignoring that novel. He's going to need to actually go get it, though. That could always be a pain. He'll have to deal with that Cousin of his, who he lives with. The guy has this thing about going through his stuff.
At least he did one good thing. His Cousin gave him the sylladex. Or, rather, dropped it on his way out. Now where is that thing...? Evan will need it to actually store the Sburb beta discs.
My helpdesk should you need me.
Taking the bag back to his desk, Evan dumps the contents out onto its surface to take a look.
It's sort of like a card. Or something like that. A library card really.
Evan's sylladex essentially organizes his items on a 'shelf'. They are organized by the Dewey Decimal System. He may only take an item if he can choose its classification number, and he can only 'check out' items for a limited period of time. If he fails to return them on time, he'll be forced to pay a fine.
My helpdesk should you need me.
Evan rummages through his pile of notebooks for a blank one, and after a bit of checking in corners, finds a pen on the ground as well. Setting both on the desk, he resists the urge to store his laptop in the sylladex (having to 'check it out' later would be a pain).
Maybe it's a good time to see if the Sburb beta arrived yet.
Fortunately or unfortunately, the sylladex doesn't define how he would be fined. God forbid he actually LOSE something.
He may want to go check the mailbox to see if it's in.
My helpdesk should you need me.
"I've always been a fan of reality by popular vote" - Stephen Colbert (in response to Don McLeroy)
GPolukranos, Kill ALL the Things!G
This would have gone well if it weren't for the fact that Mom slides out from beside a door to look at him. And look at him funny, too.
"Did you look at that movie I got you, dear?"
Oh no! It's a challenge line. There's only one answer to this.
STRIFE!
What do you do?
My helpdesk should you need me.
Evan cautiously opens his door and peeks out. The bungalow he shares with his cousin has the major flaw of being a bungalow. It means it's a lot easier for his cousin to find him than it otherwise might be. On the up side, it means he doesn't have to bother with stairs.
Ben "strifes" with his mother.
Ben begins arguing with his mother over the arbitrary nature of the video, there's some increasingly strong language exchanged, and finally Ben just says, "**** off Mom, I'm going outside, okay? Is that enough for you?"
"I've always been a fan of reality by popular vote" - Stephen Colbert (in response to Don McLeroy)
GPolukranos, Kill ALL the Things!G
A 'strife' is essentially combat. Of a sort. It doesn't always imply hitting things. Each strife tends to work a different way.
He doesn't get to just get away. His cousin seems to have been waiting for him right outside.
"Hey, geek, what are you doing out of your cave? Don't you burn when you see the sun?"
STRIFE!
What do you do?
It doesn't seem to work that way. Mom gasps, as if burned, and then uses key technique Woe is me.
"What type of son have I raised to speak so to his mother?"
Mom uses key technique Passive Aggressive.
"I didn't raise you to talk like that, did I?"
My helpdesk should you need me.
Ben replies with sly, "Look I'm just stressed out at school, and need to have some fun this summer, let me play my game and I'll do some more homework and get my grades up by next semester, I promise! Sorry, I didn't mean to curse." It's worked in the past, but Ben knows at some point these excuses will stop working.
"I've always been a fan of reality by popular vote" - Stephen Colbert (in response to Don McLeroy)
GPolukranos, Kill ALL the Things!G
"No, actually, I sparkle in the sunlight."
Even as he says it, Evan cringes a little at any reference to that ridiculous piece of work.
Mom responds with a knowing look.
"You know very well that you have summer school, young man. You should be studying!"
His cousin uses sneer.
"What are you, some kind of fairie?"
My helpdesk should you need me.
"Mom, please let me just check the mail, please!"
"I've always been a fan of reality by popular vote" - Stephen Colbert (in response to Don McLeroy)
GPolukranos, Kill ALL the Things!G
Mom uses [b]stare[/b]. Then she uses [b]desperation[/b].
"I don't know why I bother.[/b]
Followed by [b]guilt trip[/b].
"This never would have happened while your father was alive."
My helpdesk should you need me.
"Yes, actually. It's amazing you found me out."
His voice carries a dry tone, leaving no possibility for accidental misinterpretation. The attack's not going to have much effect - it's merely a stopgap until he can find what'll work this time.
Ben uses [b]passive aggressive[/b] and says "A lot wouldn't have happened if dad was still alive." He gives up, and just heads outside to check the mailbox, which really isn't outside, but just a box attached to the outside of the front door.
"I've always been a fan of reality by popular vote" - Stephen Colbert (in response to Don McLeroy)
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