Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 23, 2013 20:10:30 GMT -8
Bryce came into the apartment quickly, shut the door, spun around, leaned on the wall and whimpered.
He opened his eyes and appraised the company. Finding it wanting, he went to his room.
Bryce- "No one understands me!"
He opened his eyes and appraised the company. Finding it wanting, he went to his room.
He flopped face first onto the bed, hoping to suffocate and die. His mind didn't want to shut up.
Bryce mentals- Everyone hates you, that Casey, Judy, everyone, everybody hates you, thinks you're a fat stupid drama queen, everyone hates you. Damn it, fuckin' damn it, damn! Stupid air. Fuckin' suffocate already.
No, shut-up, fuck that, fuck those jerks, man, fuck you, fuck them, fuck everything. No, just die Bryce it's too much you can't go to breakfast tomorrow everyone will point and laugh shut up shut up everyone hates you...
He felt a thump of weight on his back, and pokey dog toenails pressing into his flesh.
Bryce- "I hate you!"
Seth finally extricated himself from the party, and wondered if he should jog his way back to the room. He figured it might be good to let him cool off for a couple minutes anyway. He couldn't help but be worried though. He creaked the door open slowly. Inside it was dark, in the living room. He felt nervous as he flicked the gas lighter in his pocket, and lit a fat peach-scented candle sitting on the kitchen counter. The room flickered with orange-y light, and didn't seem to reveal anyone inside it. Seth went down the hall with the lighter, to the bedroom. A dull gray light emanated from inside-- the tap lights over the bed. He peered around the corner into the room.
Seth- "Bryce...? Are you okay?"
Seth came to sit on the edge of the bed. He put the lighter back in his pocket, coloring the world gray again. Benji leapt all over, and Seth picked the dog up on to his lap in an effort to calm him.
Seth- "Hey. Sorry, that took a while to get out of there."
Bryce- "No problem, man. Just ... Gettin' ready for bed... Yep."
Seth- "Hmm... I don't believe you somehow. I know it was a hard night, but did something in particular upset you?"
Bryce- Yes. "No. I just had as much of that as I can handle. *snf*"
Seth put the happy dog on the floor, and laid down on the bed next to Bryce, his skinny body easily fitting on the narrow edge.
Seth- "I'm sorry hon. Do you want to talk about it?"
He put his arm around Bryce, eliciting only a momentary twitch.
Bryce- "*snf* No."
He let himself be cradled completely, and cried quietly.
Seth held him close and put his chin on Bryce's shoulder. He thought about mumbling some vague encouragement, but figured silence might be the best thing in this moment.
Benji sat on the floor nearby, staring obediently at Seth who shook his head at the eager doggy.
A few minutes later,
Bryce- "Am I ... fat?"
Seth- "...Aww... What Judy was saying? I think she was just being snarky 'cause the thing about her eyebrows, y'know?"
Bryce- "It seemed like the kinda thing she must have done on purpose! I didn't know she'd be offended!"
Seth- "Oh I know, it's pretty mysterious, isn't it? Like, selective alopecia? Some kind of chemical accident? Radiation poisoning?"
Bryce- "Mm-hm... ... ... ... ..."
Seth rolled over on his side to prop his head up, leaning on his elbow. He put his other hand on Bryce's chest and rubbed it gently.
Seth- "Hey we should talk shit about people, that's always fun, right?"
Bryce- "Mm... I don't know... You... Do you think I'm fat?"
Seth hesitated for just a moment, his eyes flicked to the side in thought.
Seth- "I think you're beautiful."
Bryce suddenly sat up on his elbows and looked sharply at him. Bob hopped away.
Bryce- "Oh ... my... GOD. A classic dodge. Holy shit. I'm totally fat!"
Seth- "N-no! Geez, you just.. you know what a minefield that kind of question is, it's hard to answer it the right way. You look fine! You don't look that much different than when I met you..."
Bryce- "'That much different'? The hell does that mean?! It's only been a few months! I'm getting fat? WHAT THE HELL?"
Seth- "N-no! Geez! Calm down, I meant the hair cut!"
Bryce- "That dodge doesn't even make sense. We weren't even talking about hair. No way. You totally think I'm getting fat!"
Seth sat up, and put his head in his hands for a moment in exasperation.
Seth- "Bryce. You know I like how you look. I don't have any complaints, none. What can I do to convince you?"
Bryce- "Tell me. How would you describe my weight?"
Seth- "I wouldn't say you were fat, no."
Bryce stared at him like the world's angriest cherub, soft cheeks puffed up in a rage. He trembled, then collapsed in defeat.
Bryce- "Fuck it. Man... Just, fuck it."
Seth stood up to rub the back of his neck with both hands, and screw his face up pointed toward the wall.
Seth- "I feel like you're just looking for ways to get mad at me. What am I supposed to say? I feel like anything I say is going to get you angrier."
Bryce did his best to screw down his facial expression, and whistled to get Seth to look at him.
Bryce- "Really, I'm done now. We should just try to get some sleep, OK?"
Seth looked at him warily.
Seth- "Honestly? I really don't want you to be upset. You had a very hard time tonight, and I don't want to be a contributor."
Bryce- "... Honestly. Can we change the subject?"
Seth seemed to accept it, and came to sit on the edge of the bed. He took a moment as he spoke to kick his shoes off.
Seth- "Okay, seriously, we should talk shit about people. It's fun. Who you wanna start with?"
Bryce- "I dunno..."
Seth- "Oh oh, how about... Anna! She was totally getting tanked, I never saw her like that since the company pa-- uh whatever. Or Patti, that music was bonkers dude! What do you think?"
Bryce- "*siiiigh* ... It was pretty weird."
Seth- "C'mon, do you think any super scandals are gonna happen tonight?"
Bryce- "Uhh... Maybe. Remember when Alex came over and they almost got in a fight I guess."
Seth- "Oh yeah! That's totally gonna be some drama at the breakfast table tomorrow."
Bryce- "Who's to say they aren't gonna seal the deal tonight? You know how drunk weirdos get, if they wanna fight they'll just keep coming back to it until they get it out of their system."
Seth- "Who do you think will win in that one?"
Bryce- "I didn't catch who he was feeling mad about, but he'd probably feel bad about any fight he'd get in. He's a maniac."
Seth- "OOooooh that's gonna be juicy!"
Seth chatted with Bryce for a few minutes, before Bryce finally gave up under the stress of the evening and fell asleep. Seth stayed with him a little while longer, before getting up, slipping his shoes on and going back to the party.
Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 27, 2013 23:58:49 GMT -8
Seth crept back to the apartment, trying to close the door quietly, but rowdy animals made that process futile. He flicked on a pocket flashlight and made his way to the bathroom for a quick wash.
Bryce heard that and stayed in bed, huddled up, wondering if he should pretend he hadn't been woken up.
Seth pulled his shirt off and splashed his face with water, and wiping down his torso with a cold, wet rag. Drink water... you're supposed to drink water, right? Oh well, I'll probably be a li'l hung over tomorrow no matter what. He remembered the embarrassing thing, but couldn't think of any way to talk about that wouldn't flip Bryce's shit out, so he figured he'd keep quiet about it.
He padded quietly over the carpet to the bedroom, Benji nearly arfing in excitement, Seth tried to shush him. He got to the bed, and sat on the edge, looking at Bryce in the dim glow of the nightlight. Bryce rolled over.
Bryce- "Hey. How was the wild rumpus?"
Seth- "Heh, it was pretty wild."
He smelled boozy, and looked damp from his washing and from residual dance-related sweat.
"I wished you were there, we did classic rock karaoke, it was crazy."
Bryce- "Yeah... I could hear some of that. No thanks."
Seth made a little movement of his head, which Bryce couldn't quite make out in the dark. Was it annoyance?
Seth- "Well it's okay, yeah I guess you probably wouldn't have liked it."
Bryce put his face down. Seth wouldn't have heard him if the world hadn't gone so quiet.
Seth- "Well anyway it was pretty fun. I did 'We are the Champions' and-- well not just me, anyway.. yeah! It was cool."
He went to pull back the cover and realized Bryce was swaddled in all of them. He yanked a pillow out from under Bryce's bum and rolled it around his elbow to make a facsimile of normal pillow-ness.
Bryce- "Mm-hmm" Oh yeah, have all the fun with the fun guys, funster. Grrr... I can't stand it.
Seth- "Heyy we should make use of at least one of us having reduced inhibitions, huh?"
He rubbed Bryce's blanketed shoulder. Bryce rolled over to get away from him.
Bryce- "What! Really? This is ridiculous. I just... Augh! You come in here talkin' that trash and then you're trying to get some sugar? I don't think so."
Seth- "What? What trash...? Oh man I wished I got to see Lilla doing Welcome to the Jungle, that shit sounded hilar!"
He was at least halfway super drunk still.
Bryce- "See! Tch, whatever. Man, whatever."
He sat up, with his back against the headboard.
Seth- "Oh you're still in a bad mood huh."
Bryce- "You're darn tootin'."
He sighed and looked off in space.
Seth- "Man, I know you don't like going to social stuff, but you don't even like hearing about me being social?"
Bryce- "I-- I don't know. Do you gotta tell me about it?"
Seth- "*sigh*...No. I guess not."
Bryce slumped, and cast about with his eyes.
Bryce- "Listen. You... come in here and you wake me up, and you come with all that stuff. I say the least you owe me is an appropriate amount of sexy. Ain't gonna get to sleep without it."
Seth brightened up.
Seth- "See! Haha, like 30 seconds ago you told me 'I don't think so', now you're all about it. You can't resist my charms, heh heh heh."
Bryce- "Well. If that's what'll make you happy, keep on believin' it, buster."
Seth- "Yup, that makes me happy."
He used Bryce's blanket-y armor against him by yanking the corner of it to pull him closer. It was super effective!
Bryce- "Ohh man..! Freaky alcohol breath! It's like movie popcorn. Smells terrible unless you have it too."
Seth- "Ohhh yeah, I know what we need to do!"
He leaned over and dug around in the nightstand and tossed a mini bottle of whiskey on to the bed and a giant Cadbury chocolate bar that was only a little chewed on.
"My stash! Let us partake."
Bryce narrowed his eyes. He took the chocolate into his mouth and nibbled like a pensive bunny.
Seth- "You better whiskey it up too, choco-boy."
He had found a bag of jelly beans which had been raided by Bryce leaving only the licorice ones.
Bryce- "Yeah. I was gettin' to it."
He drank the booze in a mighty swig.
Seth- "You can eat all that chocolate, I didn't like it. Too milky. *chew chew*"
Bryce- "Hmm. Oh.. kay."
Seth- "Hey do you like the Krackle bars? I ate all the dark chocolates, you can have these ones if you want."
He threw some mini chocolate bars on the bed. How much candy did that skinny guy eat? Bryce didn't remember any of these being in the stash.
Bryce- "Well... I'm glad to see you're following doctor's orders. Maybe you should eat something other than candy sometimes."
Seth- "Oh I ate stuff... I ate... whatever that Chantelle thing was. It was salty and like... I think it had Snickers on it."
He finished the booze.
"Hmmm.... I'm not feelin' this booze as much as I want to be. Don't fail me, booze."
Yay verily he drank the booze, and ate the candy. He stroked his face, and looked at Seth suspiciously.
Bryce- "So, whatchu wanna do, man?"
Seth- "Lessee, I wanna [REDACTED], [REDACTED] your [REDACTED], maybe you [REDACTED] my [REDACTED], and then we [REDACTED] for a few. Sound good?"
Bryce pulled in his lips and seemed to consider it fiercely.
Bryce- "I will accept this proposal. But just this once!"
Seth- "Oh? What happens next time? I need to bribe you with more chocolate first?"
Bryce- "Yeeah, we'll cross that bridge when we hump to it."
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 28, 2013 19:14:38 GMT -8
They noticed he was available and gave him the business, big time.
Bob- "riYAAAOOOwll, riYAAAOOOwll"
Benji- "AipAipAip! Whuf!"
Benji ran all over the bed and Bob started scratching at Seth's shoulders.
Seth- "Oh my god, you guys are the literal worst. They made a list of everyone, all the pets. Guess who was at the very bottom of the ranking? Benji, and Bob, tied for worst place."
He groaned and rolled out of the bed, feeling even worse now that gravity was working against him. He had weird dreams all night, and was totally exhausted still. It was sure fun to party while you're doing it, but was it worth the price? Eh... mostly.
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 28, 2013 20:45:54 GMT -8
Bryce- "Why would you be furious with me? I wanted to remind you that I don't mean nothin' by not going to breakfast with you. It's just, especially after a party, people are gonna act weird... I'll get something later."
Seth- "Aw man. Alright, fine."
He slipped into a pile of clothes he'd laid over the counter a couple days before.
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 10, 2013 20:56:50 GMT -8
Seth went into his apartment, initially discovering no Bryce. When the Aip and Miao began, and creatures scurried to him out of the bedroom, he knew where the man would be. He went in, causing the beasts to reverse and return from whence they came.
Bryce was laying face down, breathing evenly. The room smelled lightly of the janky stuff.
Seth- "I got punched at least twice in the head by a psycho cop. Is that proper penance?"
He sat on the edge of the bed, and took his shoes off. He wondered to himself, the janky stuff. Is it really in here, or is it me? His high was long gone, but hanging out in a weed den had ways of lingering on your clothing. Bryce rolled over and looked at him with blank buggle eyes.
Bryce- "Do you have something to repent? We should go do something. Get out of here."
Seth- "Wow, really? I don't think I've ever heard you say that. Yeah, like ever. Sure... maybe we can go sit on the patio?"
Bryce- "Farther away. Maybe the roof of Guitar Center. It has a view of the water."
Seth- "Jesus Christ, that's for real. You'd really go outside? Well, hell, fine with me."
Bryce- "Don't be silly. It's still in the secure area. I mean, basically. You're just outside the barricade for a few seconds to get to that door."
Seth- "Well yeah but you're usually such a w-- Uh, anyway. Let's get over there, boo."
Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on May 23, 2013 0:43:59 GMT -8
Breanne- "I saw your name on the flyer and-- It's so nice here, I can't believe it. So many fancy things! A real chef, and such nice people! I'm so happy...!"
She started crying.
Bryce couldn't think. It wasn't good. It wasn't exactly a nightmare, but it shocked his system good and hard.
He got it together well enough to make room for her on the couch. They embraced.
Breanne- "Awww... my little boy."
She did that whole cute mom thing where she patted his head against her shoulder, it seemed to comfort her into not crying.
Breanne- "You're so lucky to be here, it's hard out there! I hate to think of where your poor father is-- well, we shouldn't talk about that. I'm sure we've both thought enough of it. Now when I came in, I heard you say something about some 'Seth', is that the nice man who's the leader here? Is he your roommate?"
Bryce- "*snf* Yeah... Yeah."
Breanne- "Aw that's so nice. I should have known you'd be taking such good care of my building! I'd love to hear all about your adventures sometime."
Bryce- "Mawm, I just feel so... overwhelmed. This is madness... Can't believe it's happening."
Breanne- "Aw, you were always so sensitive. I can scarcely believe it myself. Do you like it here? I know you always wanted to go out on your own, will you be sad to have your old mother around again?"
Bryce- "Naw, jeez, of course not... Just... amazed."
Breanne- "You didn't expect to see your mother again, oh.. I wish I'd been here from the start! I was wishing it the entire time..."
She looked like she was about to cry again.
Bryce- "Aw, please... Don't do that... I'm sorry, I missed you too."
They had some mushy family time, and eventually cooled their emotions off a little.
Breanne- "So tell me all about it! I love hearing my stories, you know that. What are the people like? Anything exciting happen? Nice things though, I love hearing about nice things."
Bryce- "That's a tall order. I don't get out much and when excitement comes inside, it ain't nice..."
Breanne- "Aw, always so sensitive, my boy! What do you do with your time then? You must be a real star to get to be friends with the president!"
Bryce- "Yes... I am the best..."
Bryce- "Seriously, I read books and stuff. We just got to know each other before he was famous, I guess. Anyway, how'd you end up running with those punky guys?"
Breanne- "Oy, it was an ordeal, I tell you. We were together from pretty early on, those two boys.. the sweetest! They'd be good friends for you. Ozzy, he's the one with the short hair, he's a real smart one. He has a Master's degree! The other one, that's Lasse, he's a mechanic. It's a useful skill these days! I don't think I'd be here today if it weren't for them, especially not here!
When we saw that flyer with your name, my boy! They insisted we come here. I was sure we'd get ourselves killed, but look at us! Of course, we got saved big time by that black woman with the crazy afro and that craggy-faced man, he looks like the man on the TV.. oh well anyway, it was a real adventure!"
Bryce- "Uh huh. Uh huh. Yeah, Ashley and Patti, sure. I dunno if that's a racially sensitive way to describe her style..."
Bryce- "...anyhow, I find myself curious. When did you start talking like nana? Does danger crank up your yid to 11?"
Breanne- "Now that's the Bryce I know! Tch, always with a smart mouth. Well now, I've talked enough. Give me the dish! If I'm going to stay here I need to know the who's who."
Bryce- "Don't be like that. It was an honest question. Anyways, what's to say? We're The Village People in here. I think Ashley is the construction worker and Patti is the indian."
Breanne- "*sigh* It figures you wouldn't be up on the local gossip. Well what about with you? You've got this new look, I never wanted to nag you about your hair but it's much improved. You look... healthy, too! That's nice."
Bryce- "I do what I want with my - wait. Was that a hit about my weight?"
Breanne- "Oh no no, of course not! I just want you to be happy..."
Bryce- "'Happy' how? Like fat and happy? What the hell, mom?"
Breanne- "Don't put words in my mouth! I never said that. No, you were too skinny before, this is better..."
Bryce- "So you do think I've gained weight! God!"
Breanne- "Oh it's not bad honey, it happens to the best of us. Maybe it's just emotional eating, these are hard times. But you've got this nice haircut! Much better, more masculine."
Bryce- "Emotional ea- what- I-- Damn--"
Bryce- "I got the cut because people were saying I looked lady soft, and it's TOTALLY TRUE. I'm DOOMED!"
Breanne- "No no honey, don't be upset! Androgyny is the thing these days, like that David Bowie. Besides, no, you're very manly honey. It's true."
Bryce- "David Bowie is as old as nana and you're totally condescending to me! You never change! Arg!"
Breanne- "Oh be nice to your mother. I'm sorry, I don't mean to upset you, you know that. You are a very handsome young man, and I'm sure you'll find that special someone one of these days, and she will be very lucky."
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 3, 2013 23:54:55 GMT -8
Seth returned from working at the 320 building to find Bryce hiding under his blankets. He poked his head out.
Bryce- "Welcome home, Herr President."
Seth- "Ugh wotta day. We lost a bunch of Christians again, apparently they don't like Satanists. Who knew?"
Bryce- "Oh, I heard about that. Tyrone was bitching about it in the Comm Center. He was pissed all the new black folks bailed. Felt a little like going to Tower 801 just to see more beautiful skin or something like that."
Seth- "Yeah we could use more diversity here, but whatcha gonna do... "
He flopped on the couch. Bryce followed, trailing blanket. Bob & Benji slept a little way off in a sunbeam.
Seth- "Everything's just too crazy man, all this stuff lately... What's that you always say, 'I can't handle it?' That, pretty much."
Bryce- "Yeah. I think I'm startin' to be able to think straight now that the excitement about my mom is settled some. And it looks like... Nothing is constant but change, and I need to figure out a way to change with it."
Seth- "Wow, that's really self-aware boo. Good job."
Bryce- "... Like that. That's where I'd normally ask a paranoid question. Anyway, --"
There was a knock at the door. Bryce shrugged and went to answer it. Beau stood there all pensive-like.
Bryce- "Here to take me away from all this? I'd be delighted."
Beau- "Hm? Oh, sorry, can I talk to Sethe?"
Seth came up behind Bryce.
Seth- "Oh! Looks like you're feeling better."
Beau- "Yes, thank you. I'm sorry to be rude earlier, to both of you."
Bryce- "Sure, you kids go on without me. I'll survive... somehow..."
Bryce retreated to the room, picking up his headphones on the way.