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capeandcowllogs2011-06-16 10:25 pm
sanguinosi) wrote in capeandcowllogs2011-06-16 10:25 pm
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WHO: Ladd Russo and Thomas Blake
WHERE: NOHoPE
WHEN: Forward dated to sometime next Wednesday
WARNINGS: At most, some mild violence.
SUMMARY: Ladd meets his new best friend Thomas at a psychiatric hospital and they make friendship bracelets. They also insult each other and act like dicks.
FORMAT: Short
[Ladd is bored. After being arrested, he'd figured that there would at least be a little more excitement than just being shoved into his loony bin with a straightjacket on. In the olden days, killing a kid like that would have at least got him a couple of years in Alcatraz! But in these modern times, they always had such boring prisons.]
[As he sits in the recreation room of the hospital, watching a few people go by with bored disinterest, he spots a face he recognises. He seems to recall talking to the guy over the network about his darling Lua, but he didn't remember him looking so goddamn mopey. Perhaps he should cheer him up a bit!]
[Ladd strolls over to the guy, still as confident as ever, and looks down at him.]
What's the matter with you? You don't look very happy!
WHERE: NOHoPE
WHEN: Forward dated to sometime next Wednesday
WARNINGS: At most, some mild violence.
SUMMARY: Ladd meets his new best friend Thomas at a psychiatric hospital and they make friendship bracelets. They also insult each other and act like dicks.
FORMAT: Short
[Ladd is bored. After being arrested, he'd figured that there would at least be a little more excitement than just being shoved into his loony bin with a straightjacket on. In the olden days, killing a kid like that would have at least got him a couple of years in Alcatraz! But in these modern times, they always had such boring prisons.]
[As he sits in the recreation room of the hospital, watching a few people go by with bored disinterest, he spots a face he recognises. He seems to recall talking to the guy over the network about his darling Lua, but he didn't remember him looking so goddamn mopey. Perhaps he should cheer him up a bit!]
[Ladd strolls over to the guy, still as confident as ever, and looks down at him.]
What's the matter with you? You don't look very happy!
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You're trying to help me.
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Why else would I be here? I'm not a mean guy, after all. I'm just trying to help you come to terms with your problems. Don't they say the first step to solving a problem is admitting you have one?
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[Guess who has been watching too much daytime television in his free time.]
The least you can do is thank me for my effort at trying to help you. All I'm hearing is a bunch of insults, and I don't think they serve as a very good way of gratifying my generous attempts to help you.