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It was not Joseph McCormick's first time in detention, but he wished it was.

It would be nice if he didn't even have to have his first, but simply being the twin of Finlay McCormick ensured this would never be the case. Fin always found a way to drag him into something and Joey was never able to resist going along with it. He figured him being there to take even the quickest look before they leaped might help prevent them from getting caught, and it had before, but they had not been so lucky this time around. There was really no way to argue your way out of it when the janitor came along to clean the wall you were in the process of defacing it. As Fin had claimed it would be, graffiti was a fun form of self-expression, but unfortunately, it was an illegal one.

He sat upright in his desk chair and alternated between staring at the whiteboard and staring into the void. Detention was the most boring activity he could imagine, and it always made him restless. Already his foot tapped relentlessly, creating constant echoes on the tile, and they hadn't even started yet. He hoped this wouldn't drag on for too long. He had to march in a parade of bands tonight with the high school marching band, and he would prefer to have some time to eat and get ready first.

No food, no talking, no phones, no fun... The teacher in charge looked like he had no real energy or life left in him. Joey couldn't relate. His other foot had started tapping and he had enough energy to burst out of the building and jog more laps than they did when the director was particularly grumpy.   

At least he wasn't alone. He grinned back at Nari and wondered how she had managed to land herself here too. Some people here were ones he would have never expected, but then again, Joey supposed he wasn't one people would typically expect to frequent detention. He turned his grin to Fin, whose posture declared he was a whole other story.

His phone vibrated in his pocket and his eyes went to the teacher in front. It appeared the man was already done with them, busy sorting through papers at his desk. Subtly, he pulled out the device and typed out a response.

text message
to narwhal :)
09:02 am
i swear it wasn't my idea,
but let's just say we really
made our mark and mom
has banned us from spray paint
until pretty much forever. you?

He slipped the phone back in his pocket and looked around, wondering if anyone else who could manage to make this morning interesting would show up.
Freestyle Roleplaying / Starting Fires // Josie Superpowers AU
« Last post by Joseph McCormick on 06/01/2020 at 01:28 »
A universe very different from this one
A summer in modern times
Redwood National Park, Northern California, U.S.A.

The first heat of June was just beginning to hit when the van set off from the South California coast for a few days of rest and relaxation in the very different scene of Redwood National Park. From the outside, it was simply another van filled with tourists en route to the popular attraction, though perhaps it was a bit larger than usual.

Inside, the McCormick family had undergone over twelve hours of travel, yet somehow managed to be just as loud and obnoxious as ever.

"Are we there yet?" Wyatt whined the classic question of kids on a road trip. Cherry complained that they ought to be there by now and Fin threw a goldfish cracker at her. Their parents sighed and told them to be patient, they would be there in around ten minutes, and they weren't going to act like this the whole time, were they?

If one were to ask Joseph McCormick, he would have said that they were. As it was, the fifteen-year-old was far too distracted to pay attention to the chaos. He gazed intently, locked in a staring contest with a rather unusual amount of intensity, given that it was with a water bottle.

Slowly, the water began to lift, hovering toward the top of the bottle instead of gravity pulling it to the bottom like it was meant to.

He glanced around, made sure no one was paying attention to him, and carefully drew a piece of coral out of his pocket. It glowed electric blue, somehow alive despite emerging from the ocean several days ago, and as he held it between fingers, he felt the sensation that had puzzled him since he acquired it flow through his veins. A few drops of water appeared on his hand. His expression gave away complete confusion as he squinted at it, then suddenly he let out a noise of surprise. Where the second before it had been mostly dry, his hand was suddenly drenched in water that actively dripped onto the van floor.

"Almost there, gang!" The kids let out a cheer, and Joey hurriedly shoved the coral back in his pocket, doing his best to dry off his hand while he was at it. Please be dry, please be dry, how is it even not, please be dry...

It was dry.

He stared, utterly stupefied, for a second too long and was nearly bowled over as his siblings tried to climb out of the vehicle as soon as it stopped. "Come oooon, slowpoke! Get up! We're here!"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm movin'." Trying to shake it off for the time being, he followed Parker out. Majestic redwoods rose around them, and Joey smiled at the magnificent site of a familiar vacation spot. He breathed in and enjoyed the comfortable earthy scent.
Freestyle Roleplaying / do you remember...[RUGRATS MODERN AU]
« Last post by Nari Parker on 06/01/2020 at 00:02 »

(Saturday) September 21, 2018

weekend morning detention

She really really hated this.

Detention? Nari Parker did many stupid things in her life but to get detention? It was all a simple understanding.

(She couldn't say the fresh black eye her fellow teammate and classmate Bridget was sporting was a simple understanding her eyes it was.)

Making her way into the partially empty classroom, the young girl tried not to make much eye contact. Most of the people who got detentions were all troublemakers or kids that were on the wrong path. The chatter seemed to only slightly die down when she stepped into the room, a few eyes glancing in her direction. Speaking of troublemakers...

Nari narrowed her eyes as she almost instantly spotted her own 'troublemaker'; Finlay McCormick relaxing casually in a desk chair. Of course she wasn't completely surprised she'd see him in there due to his reckless like behavior but surely his coach wouldn't be happy. Her's definitively wasn't. Her cheer coach was a hair away from screaming at her when she had to miss this morning's practice to be in some random classroom for a few hours.

She also spotted her most recently made friend, Joey McCormick. Nari almost let out a sigh in relief. At least she had one friend in this boring as hell situation. It was odd though, to see Fin's identical twin in detention. Joey always was a more relaxed guy who hardly seemed like he'd get in trouble. Her dark doe eyes sent him a friendly wink as a greeting before she chose a desk right in front of him.

Slinging her small backpack off her shoulders and onto the floor beside her feet, Nari casually glanced at the teacher in the front of the room. Some middle-aged man with hardly any hair left and a grumpy expression on his face. The older man stood up in front of the whiteboard.

"Okay everyone welcome to detention. Some of you are new faces and some..not so much." Nari heard a few people snicker in the back of the classroom "-but for those who are new, here are the rules."

The teacher took out a marker and traced three simple sentences onto the whiteboard.

no food

no talking

no phones

Nari felt her lip curl in distaste. So it truly was going to be like hell.

In the least suspcious way she could, Nari casually pulled out her mint silicone iphone under her desk and opened Joey's text profile.

text message
to jo jo bear
09:00 am
why are you in here?
Freestyle Roleplaying / little things [marker future modern au]
« Last post by Nari Parker on 05/31/2020 at 22:53 »

August 16th, 2018

after the first football game of the season, parker home

She leaned up against the light wooden frame of her bed, phone bouncing between both hands as she debated on even opening the text app. Should she talk to him? After tonights game..things were off. Not to mention a certain red head on her team was bragging about recently hooking up with Finlay McCormick. She would have been lying if she didn't admit she felt her heart twist inside her chest. There was no reason she should have been jealous. They were just "friends" now, as he had casually put it. Readjusting her dark messy bun, Nari let out a sigh before swiftly typing in her passcode and hesitantly opening the little speech bubble app.

MADE BY ANNIE         09:31 PM              20%
So you and Bridget huh? When did that happen?
Not that I care or anything, just curious since she wouldn't stop bragging during the game tonight.

*thanks annie for the code <3

Code: (for received texts!) [Select]
[div style="margin-top:10px; max-width:130px; background:lightgrey; padding:10px; font-size:10px; border-radius:10px; margin-left:10px;"]WORDS HERE & STUFF[/div][div style="float:left; font-size:15px; color:lightgrey; margin-top:-20px;"]◢[/div]

Code: (for sent texts! (feel free to change color)) [Select]
[div style="margin-left:53px; max-width:130px; background:#0E86FE; padding:10px; color:white; font-size:10px; border-radius:10px; margin-top:10px;"]WORDS HERE & STUFF[/div][div style="float:right; font-size:15px; color:#0E86FE; margin-top:-20px;"]◣[/div]
Freestyle Roleplaying / Re: let me down slowly [Vagary AU]
« Last post by Vega Nettlebed on 05/30/2020 at 23:03 »
text message
to Avery Elliot
11.40 pm
that’s cute.

11.41 pm
did you make a wish for us too?
Freestyle Roleplaying / Re: let me down slowly [Vagary AU]
« Last post by Avery Elliot on 05/27/2020 at 01:18 »
text message
to fiona's mother
11.31 pm
enough time that my mother almost set the shop on fire with sparklers

11.31 pm

lit one for you and fiona
Freestyle Roleplaying / Re: let me down slowly [Vagary AU]
« Last post by Vega Nettlebed on 05/24/2020 at 22:16 »
text message
to Avery Elliot
11.18 pm
Sorry, who is this?

11.19 pm
kidding. yes i remembered to water her

11.20 pm
how long did you spend making that?
Freestyle Roleplaying / Re: let me down slowly [Vagary AU]
« Last post by Avery Elliot on 05/24/2020 at 00:07 »
Vega claimed Fiona and Avery couldn't think of any reason why she shouldn't, so he only noted to himself to slip some more quartz into her pot before they left. He could feel the way she stared at him when the class started and his hands absently curled the corners of his journal under its scrutiny.

He refused to look over when she spoke, but he couldn't stop himself from answering, "The kind of shop a witch would run."

saturday 24 december 2011
new moon

text message
to unsaved number
11.13 pm

i hope you remembered to water her today

11.14 pm
i also hope this is vega but i wouldnt be shocked if its the wrong number

Freestyle Roleplaying / Re: let me down slowly [Vagary AU]
« Last post by Vega Nettlebed on 05/23/2020 at 22:00 »
His mother’s shop.

That told her nothing—the shop could have been next door or in Timbuktu. He was being deliberately elusive, Vega decided, as the cold blue of her gaze settled on him, searching for answers. He didn’t want her to know about his home or his life, and that was just fine; she didn’t care, anyway.

“I’m taking her.”

Those three words left no room for argument. She would not trust Avery Elliot in his mother’s shop to keep Fiona alive and see her through to the new year.

Professor Honeycutt was talking.

Vega kept her eyes on Avery. “What kind of shop?”
Freestyle Roleplaying / Re: let me down slowly [Vagary AU]
« Last post by Avery Elliot on 05/13/2020 at 05:21 »
Avery had a vague sense of where Bristol was, but it meant little in terms of distance. Which meant it was outside of his realm of travel. He hummed an acknowledgement that didn’t commit to much, glancing between Fiona and Vega.

It was easier to ignore her question because he was certain she didn’t care for it. It was safer than to consider if she did. “My mother’s shop, if we’re being precise,” was his absent answer before adding the reason he asked, “We won’t be able to pass Fiona over the holidays, who will take her home?”
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