Thread Roulette: RC, Jean, and Avery
Nov 23, 2010 18:43:37 GMT -5
Post by Jean Manne on Nov 23, 2010 18:43:37 GMT -5
Jean looked unperturbed by RC’s outburst. “Riiiight,” He gave Avery a grin and shook his head, “Sure you can, RC. You’re just the life of the party.” He noticed that RC looked a little upset at his teasing and sighed. Trying to fix things, he poked his brother’s shoulder, “Well, you could be, if you could figure out how to make yourself be less liquidy and more rubbery. Then we could use you as a human slingshot. That’d be pretty cool.” Really, there wasn’t much to do with RC’s power, but hey. Jean was trying. One day he would pull his older brother out of his puddley, sad corner and turn him cool. It could happen. RC just needed to relax first.
And maybe flirt with the pretty girl. Hey, if Jean couldn’t flirt with her for whatever reason, maybe RC had a shot.
Then RC said “liquidy”. Jean almost slapped his forehead with his palm. “Bro, you never say liquidy. That’s a gross word. Ew. And it makes sense that if you were skinnier you’d be able to fit under doors! Like… you’re basically a human sized goo puddle. If you had less person on you, you’d be less of a puddle, right?” Jean… wasn’t sure that made a whole lot of sense, but he’d roll with it.
Jean brightened at the mention of a fight. Even if it was a potential fight that would probably never actually happen. “Yeah!” He shouted excitedly, “If someone punched you, you could suck up their hand like shlooooop!” Jean made a sucking noise with hand gestures to match, “And then they’d be so grossed out, they’d run away!” That sounded like a cool idea to Jean. Not as graceful as say, James Bond, or the Transformers. But still pretty cool. “See, RC? Your power can be useful.” He took a ginormous bite of his pizza, looking satisfied with himself.
And maybe flirt with the pretty girl. Hey, if Jean couldn’t flirt with her for whatever reason, maybe RC had a shot.
Then RC said “liquidy”. Jean almost slapped his forehead with his palm. “Bro, you never say liquidy. That’s a gross word. Ew. And it makes sense that if you were skinnier you’d be able to fit under doors! Like… you’re basically a human sized goo puddle. If you had less person on you, you’d be less of a puddle, right?” Jean… wasn’t sure that made a whole lot of sense, but he’d roll with it.
Jean brightened at the mention of a fight. Even if it was a potential fight that would probably never actually happen. “Yeah!” He shouted excitedly, “If someone punched you, you could suck up their hand like shlooooop!” Jean made a sucking noise with hand gestures to match, “And then they’d be so grossed out, they’d run away!” That sounded like a cool idea to Jean. Not as graceful as say, James Bond, or the Transformers. But still pretty cool. “See, RC? Your power can be useful.” He took a ginormous bite of his pizza, looking satisfied with himself.