Cassel Sharpe. (
patheticvillain) wrote2015-01-01 03:53 pm
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Entry tags:
- brooding is a team sport,
- emotions are for twisting,
- especially when it's an awful idea,
- even when it's an awful idea,
- everything is ruined,
- family ugliness,
- feelings how do they work,
- games for sociopaths,
- heart of the pack,
- idle hands & all that jazz,
- mother may i,
- naked hands are dangerous,
- wicked wichita
forty-eight ➢ spam + private + video
spam } open
[Cassel starts the new year off hungover. He rises late after karaoke, but he does rise, his limbs feeling heavy and leaden as he heads to the gym.]
[It's weird; he's got the craziest feeling that time is pressing down on him, that if he doesn't start off this year right he'll be letting everybody down. That everyone he passes is looking at him, too. Paranoia left over from seeing his family, probably, but it feels real. He smiles at everyone who comes in as he's cleaning and tidying, doing the work he didn't do over the past few days, but he feels hemmed in, overwhelmed, pushed against by anything and everything.]
[Those who know him well might notice he's frowning more and smiling wider when he smiles at all. His masks aren't as good as they should be. He complains loudly and with good cheer about the food at lunch in the dining hall, sits down with near-strangers, touches the people he loves on the back as he passes their tables.]
private } chris
Hey, so. What the hell is Mickey's deal anyway?
private } wichita
You and me, we've got a date. You ready?
filter } inmates
Yo, so anybody who uses the gym on a regular basis might have noticed it's kind of trashed at the moment. That's my bad, I'm sorry about it. I haven't figured out how to clone myself, so for the time being it's just me working in there.
I need a magician's assistant. Anybody interested? Perks include me liking you, your theoretical warden getting off your ass a little bit, not being bored to death, and karma points.
( ooc; cassel is still emotion-worked! as detailed in these posts. pp for more details if desired! )
[Cassel starts the new year off hungover. He rises late after karaoke, but he does rise, his limbs feeling heavy and leaden as he heads to the gym.]
[It's weird; he's got the craziest feeling that time is pressing down on him, that if he doesn't start off this year right he'll be letting everybody down. That everyone he passes is looking at him, too. Paranoia left over from seeing his family, probably, but it feels real. He smiles at everyone who comes in as he's cleaning and tidying, doing the work he didn't do over the past few days, but he feels hemmed in, overwhelmed, pushed against by anything and everything.]
[Those who know him well might notice he's frowning more and smiling wider when he smiles at all. His masks aren't as good as they should be. He complains loudly and with good cheer about the food at lunch in the dining hall, sits down with near-strangers, touches the people he loves on the back as he passes their tables.]
private } chris
Hey, so. What the hell is Mickey's deal anyway?
private } wichita
You and me, we've got a date. You ready?
filter } inmates
Yo, so anybody who uses the gym on a regular basis might have noticed it's kind of trashed at the moment. That's my bad, I'm sorry about it. I haven't figured out how to clone myself, so for the time being it's just me working in there.
I need a magician's assistant. Anybody interested? Perks include me liking you, your theoretical warden getting off your ass a little bit, not being bored to death, and karma points.
( ooc; cassel is still emotion-worked! as detailed in these posts. pp for more details if desired! )
[Private]
I don't know. I feel like I can't do it.
[Private]
Yeah, Mickey's gay.
And it's not like you didn't do it before, genius.
[But the words feel forced, and he tries for a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes]
C'mon. Don't give me that.
[Private]
[He frowns, a sharp line forming between his brows, all transparent concern.] I don't know. I don't know. You'd tell me if I couldn't do it, right?
[Private]
[Oh, well, then it was the other thing]
Well, he's sensitive. It's tough for him.
Just try to be, y'know. Nice to the guy.
Yeah. Yeah, I'd tell you. Of course.
You can do this.
[Private] i managed to lose this tag somehow
[He worries his lip for a moment, then nods.] Okay. Okay, I trust you.
[Private] <3
His family's way the fuck worse.
You can do this. Jackass. Come on. Trust yourself, not me.
[Private]
I can totally do this. I'm a champ. I'm gonna graduate this bitch in record time and get an award from the Admiral for excellence in wardening. You happy now?
[Private]
Super, enthusiastically, over the moon happy.
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Why not me?
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Anyway. He's got a kid and a wife. Forced into it.
Don't spread it around.
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