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Post by Daniel Remmington on Jul 21, 2009 19:23:09 GMT -8
Twinges... I don't think I've ever heard that said out loud. Daniel was still confused despite the explanation, or because of the explanation more likey. "I'm sorry." he muttered after the story. It was short lived, however. His usual expression took over, "You don't like waffles?" ((Invader Zim quote! ))
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Bonnie Hart
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GIMME THE CHOCLATE CAKE AND NOBODY GETS HURT... OKAY, TANKS.
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Post by Bonnie Hart on Jul 21, 2009 19:26:32 GMT -8
((oh ya go invader zim!!))
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Post by Jacques Mallet du Pan on Jul 21, 2009 19:37:24 GMT -8
(HA! CAUGHT YOU, YOU GHOST!))
"Not particularly, no." Verdammen, what if Herr Remmington shot anyone who didn't like waffles? "Is that a... problem? Because if it is I can still eat them. It's not like I'm incapable of-" Okay. STOP. he told himslef firmly. If you go on rambling about food one more time you are going to be in big trouble. Yeah. Okay then.
((...Jacqui? Are you okay there? "no..." Should I get someone? "...nah, I'm good." You were swearing in German back there. "oh, please shut up."))
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Post by Daniel Remmington on Jul 21, 2009 20:00:04 GMT -8
"No, I won't dictate what you eat, so long as you eat something." Though it does sound like fun. Daniel narrowed his eyes again. "Do I scare you?" he asked before he could convince himself that it was a rather stupid question, "I mean, say more than a slide?" Hey, he was sure there was some way a slide could be scary.
((Drama Camp inside joke. XD I think they used that the most for Jacqui because we always talk at the park.))
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Bonnie Hart
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GIMME THE CHOCLATE CAKE AND NOBODY GETS HURT... OKAY, TANKS.
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Post by Bonnie Hart on Jul 21, 2009 20:04:34 GMT -8
((you know tay, you are a ghost to, not here right now.. ))
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Post by Daniel Remmington on Jul 21, 2009 20:05:59 GMT -8
((Arwen... What?))
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Post by Jacques Mallet du Pan on Jul 21, 2009 20:12:55 GMT -8
((So what?! YOU'RE A GHOST!))
"Um..." Jacques figured Herr Remmington would be glad to hear that his butler was terrified of him. "Yes? More than a slide But, er... less that a bulldozer." He said that to even the score a bit; it was only after he had said it that he reaized that telling your worst fear to your boss who enjoyed messing with you might be a bad idea.
((Oh, you just HAD to, didn't you?))
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Bonnie Hart
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Post by Bonnie Hart on Jul 21, 2009 20:13:31 GMT -8
((eeeh.. frodo and i are thread stockers. i am not here... but i talk anyways... love you aragorn!!! how are the babies?? (AAAHH i just said it online!!)))
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Bonnie Hart
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GIMME THE CHOCLATE CAKE AND NOBODY GETS HURT... OKAY, TANKS.
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Post by Bonnie Hart on Jul 21, 2009 20:14:21 GMT -8
((oh ya! DIDNT YOU LIKE ME STARING AT MY BACON! ?!!!i think we should start a thread for that~!))
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Post by Daniel Remmington on Jul 21, 2009 20:19:35 GMT -8
((I really did. Plus I'm running out of conversation material here. Assertive!Jacqui might be usefull right now.)) "A bulldozer?" Daniel's expression quite obviously said 'are you serious?' It seemed like a rather random thing to compare him to. It made sence; Daniel couldn't exactly run him over or anything, but still. A bulldozer? ((You know how there's a little part of your brain that gets kind of devoted to a specific character after a while? Yeah, Rem!brain is totally clueless right now. I kept a secret! ))
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Post by Jacques Mallet du Pan on Jul 21, 2009 20:29:08 GMT -8
((Oh, FINE. Assertive!Jacqui shall appear in T- 3... 2... 1...)) At Daniel's amused expression, something disconnected inside Jacques' brain. "Yes a bulldozer!" he snapped hotly. "Is that a problem? Just because some of us don't have irrational fears doesn't mean that we can just walk all over people who do!" His cheeks burned and every instinct he had was screaming to SHUT UP, but he felt empowered by his outburst and went on. "I mean, how would you feel if you had to live with the memory that you could have been killed by something and then someone laughs about it. Well, maybe you could deal with it, but I can't! I can't stand up to people! How am I supposed to do a verdammt thing to change it? I can't! So if you have a shred of humanity, stop smirking like that! It's competely infuriating!" ((How am I doing? I haven't written assertive!Jacqui for a while, and this time he's pretty mad. What is it? ? Jacqui!Brain wants to have a dance party. I'm not even kidding. It's my headcanon.))
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Post by Jacques Mallet du Pan on Jul 21, 2009 20:31:05 GMT -8
((eeeh.. frodo and i are thread stockers. i am not here... but i talk anyways... love you aragorn!!! how are the babies?? (AAAHH i just said it online!!))) ((SIGH. Okay, first it's "stalkers", and I made that word up myself so you can blame me, whatever. AND OMG DIE YOU EVIL ELF LADY!))
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Post by Daniel Remmington on Jul 21, 2009 20:40:05 GMT -8
((I like how assertive!Jacques pops in randomly and then goes away. It so makes sense. XD))
Unfortunately, Daniel was not in the mood for taking pity on others. So he almost got killed by a bulldozer? Harsh. But of course, being in this mood, the fact that he was infuriating someone made him smile more. He was pretty sure that if they weren't in a cafeteria with other people right now, he would get hit. In fact, there was a good chance despite the people.
((I think it was good, Rem's in his enjoy other people's misery mood right now. I laughed at what Jacques!brain wants right now. You don't want to know what rem!brain wants half the time... And no, it's probably not what your thinking. Or is it... Depends on what you're thinking.))
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Post by Jacques Mallet du Pan on Jul 21, 2009 21:00:02 GMT -8
((S'great, innit? BUT I WILL RESIST TEMPTATION... until, of course... BTW, assertive!jacqui is AKA French!Jacqui))
Jacques clenched his hands into fists and made a strangled growling sound. Then he burst out in rapid French: "Vous du mal petit homme! Vous devriez mourir, je vous hais! Souriant a la douleur de l'autre! Je ne peux pas croire que vous etes si mechant! Et j'ai dormi dans le meme lit que vous? Bon Dieu, vous devriez aller faire un tour dans mes chaussures et je suis se trouve et doit rire!" Breathing hard, he whirled around and slammed his hands onto the countertop. How was it that Daniel Remmington was the only person since his own father who could bring out the worst of the French in him?
((HECK YES. FRENCH. Don't bother translating, it's all anger. I don't know. What's he thinking?))
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Post by Daniel Remmington on Jul 21, 2009 23:57:29 GMT -8
((I feel so proud of myself. Didn't need a translator, just neede to read it 3 times.
Yay! I love french-guy! Lily will absolutely hate him. Absolutely.))
Hearing a lot of French rapidly made the idea of opening a textbook and studying not seem quite so bad. The entire third sentance (save for the last three words) went right over his head. He couldn't help but comment, "Yes, that was rather fun." on sentance five. He caught most of the last sentance, which confused him (what did I do in his shoes?); he did not like being confused. Daniel ended up with his hands half-heartedly raised up with an expression of being overwellmed, yet still enjoying oneself. He crept around the counter so that he was on the same side as and right next to Jacques. He had a feeling that if he just tapped the infuriated frenchman, he would explode. Or something along those lines. Either that or he will have calmed down and would just be afraid again, which would not be as fun but at least he'd be safe to leave here. Slowly Daniel brought one finger down onto Jacques sholder, bracing himself for the worst.
((Masochist. Masochist, masochist, masochist.
Uhh... Well right now *points to above sentance* he's in a rather violent mood... And... Well... Usually he's less violent. Kind of. At least good-intentioned (oh god, did that part just laugh?! It did! Wth?)))
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