bork?

[soundsurfing]

ayo can someone tell me the fuck is goin on?? woke up feelin like i spent a week on a bender, on a pile of socks in the woods, an' im comin back in wid the things i had wid me an some bitch whisperin in my ear (i think that was you-know-who yo, but it got quiet) an then i meet me????

an i go aye you cant be me cuz im me and he TRIED TO KILL ME? I THINK?

or like really aggro play or some shit i dunno i went hey hey HEY cause he made me drop my mole friend and my blueberry shard thing that i dunno where i got but bro was real intent on rippin me a new asshole jus cuz i came outta the woods!!

i get it yo im stinky but also the fuck is goin on?!?!

josh come get me im scared :(

[ No, he's not, but he's trying to find the humor in this weird ass situation. ]

Comments

[leggierissimo]

[ oh my god ]

You're not coming inside until you hose off.

[soundsurfing]

[ miss him? :D ]

man id whine bout that but i really need a hose off

an i dont even wanna see wat my brushin gonna look like cuz i got the beyblade amulet still so im cruisin human style but like

i know its gonna look like i fucked bigfoot or somethin

[leggierissimo]

[ sir he has Opinions ]

You'll live. You're going to get a good brushing once you're clean.

You know where to find me.

[ :| ]

[soundsurfing]

uh jus look out yer window yo

[ Someone is sitting in the dirt outside Josh's Inn window, scribbling in his new journal he got from Yidler, with his mole friendly securely clamped under one arm and his pile of stuff in his lap. ]

[leggierissimo]

[ Oh.

Josh peeks out the window for a moment, then closes the curtain with a sigh. His journal is left to lay on the desk as he rub his face, then gets up put of the chair to walk outside.

He steps outside the front door, but he doesn't quite fully approach, instead crossing his arms and leaning his shoulder against the doorframe. ]

Well? Do you plan on hosing off? Or should I spray you myself?

[quirkynote]

This Josh continues to abandon his pets, I see.

[First it was his dog, now it's his...writing animal. Or at least, she assumes it's another pet. The dog didn't seem capable of much, let alone writing.]

[soundsurfing]

[ Hold up. ]

oh yo!! is that you person that drew me an played fetch wid me?? no its me! im the dog! im a werewolf i can turn back and forth but it aint his fault i went dog brain an ran off or somethin i think corruption but no he good!! josh is a good boy!!

[quirkynote]

You recognize my writing even after temporarily losing cognitive function?

[She's gonna assume that's what "dog brain" means. Either way, looks like she was wrong about that dog. He went from "not capable" to "surprising" rather quickly.]

Impressive.

[soundsurfing]

nah all i member is defending josh. an when you was like JOSH DOIN IT AGAIN i was like light brain moment you know!

[ Sorry... out of the entirety of his time as a dog on a raging bender, that's the briefest moment of clarity for him. Josh is a Good Boy.

Also light bulb not light brain. ]

[quirkynote]

A shame, although I suppose this only means your impressive observational skills have been replaced by your impressive loyalty. Both are good.

I've kept my word, I made no effort to kill him.

[unheiring]

I am once again begging you to speak like a normal human.

[soundsurfing]

[ At first, instead of words, there's just a really crude - but shockingly good - drawing of Beat doing the double birds. ]

cmon it aint that hard to read!

sound it out! its all foenetics!

[unheiring]

Do you always give everyone a headache? Or is it a privilege unique to me?

[soundsurfing]

yer jus special bro ♡

[unheiring]

Once again, privilege spurns me.

I do not suppose I could ask you to speak clearer for me in the future?

[charmpagne]

Beat! This is Sparkling.

Are you alright? Was Joshua able to come get you?

[soundsurfing]

SPARKS! Ye! Im okay! Im all clean now and at the Inn if you up for visits!!

[charmpagne]

That's wonderful to hear. I'll be right over, then.

Is there anything you might need before I come by?

[soundsurfing]

[ INCORRECT. Cause Sparklings door is all but kicked open a few moments later, Beat stepping in with a grin. ]

Hi!

[charmpagne]

[You know what? Beat just coming over to visit isn't at all surprising. In fact, it just makes Sparkling's grin that much wider as he opens the door to let Beat come in, and once he does, he'll pull him in for a hug.]

It's great to see you again! I was worried about you...how are you doing?

[livlaughlove]

[oh he'd know that speech pattern anywhere. tussle mode ACTIVATED.]

TURN ON YER LOCATION!!!!!!!!

[soundsurfing]

yo its a journal it aint got gps!! at the inn!!

[livlaughlove]

[the thudding of rapidly approaching boots and one door slamming open later --]

WHERE THE HELL ARE YA, FUZZY?!

[soundsurfing]

[ Oh he recognizes that voice, okay.

Get a fucking large ass werewolf throwing himself over the second story railing the moment he can at you Razlo. ]

[livlaughlove]

[so, the first time they wrassled, beat definitely got his ears blown out by raz's booming laughter. that was mostly out of sheer entertainment. this time, there's unmistakable joy in there too as he tries to get a hold around beat's torso to throw him over a shoulder.

somebody missed you, bud.]