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Shounen Bat (Lil' Slugger) ([personal profile] strike_you_out) wrote2011-08-14 03:21 pm
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twenty one | drones up, bros down

[Slugger and Pokey, who've been droned for committing their first murder together, decide to do what bros do best and go on a camping trip. Backdated to the afternoon and evening directly following Black Mage's untimely death.

(A) 726 Anderson Lane
[Housemates are welcome to notice Slugger's unusually high spirits as he gathers up the necessary supplies for a camping trip: sleeping bag, lantern, marshmallows, food, etc. Closer inspection will reveal an ashy black substance on his pant leg and a lingering scent of smoke and burnt flesh that seems to follow him from place to place.]

(B) John Doe Park
[Two droned boys are setting up their tent and campfire in the park near the pond. Once enough sticks are gathered in a pile and the bonfire is started, there will be marshmallow roasting and bromance by the fire. Later on, possible ghost stories followed by a game of "what was that noise outside?" once they've retreated into their tent. (Possible posting order: you > Slugger > Pokey)]

(C) Park; early next morning
[While fast asleep in his sleeping bag, the droning begins to wear off. Soon, Slugger will awaken to find that his nightmare is actually a reality...]

[identity profile] strike-you-out.livejournal.com 2011-08-15 03:36 am (UTC)(link)


[For a passing moment, Slugger looks thoughtful and even inadvertently brushes a hand over the ash mark on his pant leg. But when he looks up again, it's with that vacant and painfully cheerful smile.]

[identity profile] godisachild.livejournal.com 2011-08-15 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Pokey's expression sours a bit more too, and he looks at his hand. He doesn't know why. He almost, faintly, thinks he smells turpentine on it, but he pretty quickly brushes that thought aside before turning back to face Clod.]

I apologize for the typo in the last post. Gyack.

[identity profile] birthclod.livejournal.com 2011-08-15 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
Ghosts are one thing. All they can do is scare you. Murderers, on the other hand...

[Despite the worried look on Clod's face, she's actually laughing quite hard inside of her mind. The boys will return to their original selves soon enough.

Here's hoping they remember this little chat.]

no prob :)

[identity profile] strike-you-out.livejournal.com 2011-08-15 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[Slipping a book of matches from his pocket, Slugger has crouched before the stick-pile and is attempting to get a bonfire started.]

[identity profile] godisachild.livejournal.com 2011-08-15 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)


[Pokey meanwhile is just finishing getting everything set up before finally coming over.]

[identity profile] birthclod.livejournal.com 2011-08-15 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Just looking out for you guys is all.

Have fun, boys.

[Figuring out most of what happened, Clod leaves the two. It's not as if what she learned is all that important to her on a personal level.

However, knowing that your so-called brother is capable of murder is a nice piece of information to keep inside your pocket.]