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quietplacelogs2018-02-11 08:29 pm
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II. (open) i'm gonna fight with myself til i'm bleeding
featuring: hotdog castle & everyone (open to new arrivals too!!)
what's happening? frank feeding everyone venison dogs; frank fighting everyone; introlog spillover stuff + whatever else you want hmu
day: 11th nighttime (after all new arrivals are out and about/getting settled)
content warnings: ground meat, being a good neighbor, boyfights
notes: hit me up on PM or plurk![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
hotdoge if you want anything else! happy to oblige
A. have you ever had a hot dog cooked by a guy named hotdog? this is going on instastories.
[ the time has come for frank to probably show all you losers what a hot dog is. for posterity or some such. he's been curing deer meat from a recent hunting trip with aloy and after their housemate reigen had soundproofed house six's kitchen, well. it seemed as good a time as any to put his plan in motion. not to mention he's in a good mood for once after encountering his best friend among the new arrivals.
early in the evening, frank will be piping his mixture into homemade casings with the doors to the back deck wide open for anyone to come pester him. and then later on of course he will be cooking them up with mustard he made and onions he found. he will also chop up pickles from the natives for anyone who gets down like that. none of y'all better ever ask him what a hot dog is ever again!!!
if you come in while he's cooking expect to be put to work, and did i mention he'll be downing rosé the whole time? e n j o y.
note: the kitchen is only soundproof when all the doors are closed. he will tell everyone on arrival this, so while he's cooking the doors will be shut but all other times feel free to mingle!! ]
B. the rules of fight club are bring snacks and make sure frank castle stays in bruises. tia for your contribution.
[ after posting up this little gem, frank has been steadily gathering members for his and mike's "club." his garage is a makeshift boxing arena and open for all any time they want to blow off steam or learn some new skills from punching bag himself. or from whoever else is lingering around. feel free to match yourselves and have a fight without him too, he'll ref!
the only rules of fight club are: bring snacks, agree with your partner on tactics: weapons/no weapons, fists only/every man for himself etc etc. AND when one person taps out or doesn't get up the match is over. the garage is approximately 80% soundproof. every fighter must wear wraps on their hands to muffle sound and agree not to shout or make loud noises, even in pain. soft-volume trash talking is allowed and perhaps even encouraged... ]
C. write your own starter or ping me for one!
what's happening? frank feeding everyone venison dogs; frank fighting everyone; introlog spillover stuff + whatever else you want hmu
day: 11th nighttime (after all new arrivals are out and about/getting settled)
content warnings: ground meat, being a good neighbor, boyfights
notes: hit me up on PM or plurk
A. have you ever had a hot dog cooked by a guy named hotdog? this is going on instastories.
[ the time has come for frank to probably show all you losers what a hot dog is. for posterity or some such. he's been curing deer meat from a recent hunting trip with aloy and after their housemate reigen had soundproofed house six's kitchen, well. it seemed as good a time as any to put his plan in motion. not to mention he's in a good mood for once after encountering his best friend among the new arrivals.
early in the evening, frank will be piping his mixture into homemade casings with the doors to the back deck wide open for anyone to come pester him. and then later on of course he will be cooking them up with mustard he made and onions he found. he will also chop up pickles from the natives for anyone who gets down like that. none of y'all better ever ask him what a hot dog is ever again!!!
if you come in while he's cooking expect to be put to work, and did i mention he'll be downing rosé the whole time? e n j o y.
note: the kitchen is only soundproof when all the doors are closed. he will tell everyone on arrival this, so while he's cooking the doors will be shut but all other times feel free to mingle!! ]
B. the rules of fight club are bring snacks and make sure frank castle stays in bruises. tia for your contribution.
[ after posting up this little gem, frank has been steadily gathering members for his and mike's "club." his garage is a makeshift boxing arena and open for all any time they want to blow off steam or learn some new skills from punching bag himself. or from whoever else is lingering around. feel free to match yourselves and have a fight without him too, he'll ref!
the only rules of fight club are: bring snacks, agree with your partner on tactics: weapons/no weapons, fists only/every man for himself etc etc. AND when one person taps out or doesn't get up the match is over. the garage is approximately 80% soundproof. every fighter must wear wraps on their hands to muffle sound and agree not to shout or make loud noises, even in pain. soft-volume trash talking is allowed and perhaps even encouraged... ]
C. write your own starter or ping me for one!
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Said you were a real smart guy.
[ his happy place. david doesn't know what to say at first, expression softening as he recalls the way frank had given him the photo, the look on his face when he first saw him back in the room. maybe mike's right, maybe he is frank's happy place in this dump of a town, just as much as frank is his.
david gives mike's hand a firm shake, his smile coaxing a bigger one from david as well. ]
Yeah, like a microwave.
Thanks for looking out for him
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[ That honestly means a lot to Mike, judging from the look on his face.
As for looking out for Frank, Mike gives him a nod, as though to say you're welcome. ]
That's what friends do.
I think maybe we jinxed you coming here though. We were talking before about how we didn't want our best friends here because it's dangerous, now you and Will are here. [ He almost feels guilty. ]
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Said you were stubborn too
But he's just as stubborn
[ there's a wink here, quick and light; a secret between them. he ends up lowering himself to one knee afterwards, making it easier on his back and putting himself level with mike. david's always preferred to talk to his kids equally, to never talk down to them. that habit won't change here. ]
Maybe
And it is dangerous, you're right.
[ he pauses, fingers hovering briefly over the keys of his device as he mulls over his words. ]
Hard to say what decides who comes and goes
But it's not your fault to want your best friend here
And it's not wrong either.
We all need someone to count on whether we want to or not.
We just have to make the best of it and take care of each other, alright?
That's the most important thing.
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Take care of each other. Like a family. [ Mike can do that. Speaking of family... ]
You must miss yours. [ He remembers them from the photo. The pretty wife, the sweet-looking kids... ]
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but yes, his family. david's expression doesn't quite fall completely, but he struggles with it, eventually closing his eyes and taking a slow breath. ]
I do.
I miss them a lot
Sarah, my kids.
I want to see them too
And I hope they don't end up here but if they do, then I'll take care of them here
Just like back home.
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[ He's pretty optimistic about that... at least for now. It's only been a month. ]
You sound like an awesome dad.
[ It's funny how suddenly jealous of David's kids he is. He doesn't even know them, but their father in front of him just seems to care so much and what does Mike have to do get his dad to actually give a shit? Pretend he's interested in sports? Well, screw that. ]