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hey, you're pinkman. ([personal profile] magnets) wrote in [community profile] cape_kore2013-06-04 04:43 pm

video | 005

Sunuva- bitch.

[ The camera goes all screwy as Jesse pushes himself up, sits back on his knees and sweeps his hands off on each other. He doesn't seem to notice the camera's even on as he paws at himself and finally stands, swearing a few times under his breath as he does. Idly beats some gravel off his jeans. He sounds dumbfounded when he finally speaks again. ] I'm back here.

[ And the camera turns with him, a few confused steps before he throws his arms out to both sides, an irritated kind of shrug. ] I'm back- here. [ And his hand raises again, so he can first tap a finger against the screen, and then slap an angry palm against it a few times. He repeats, ] Sunuvabitch.

[ Then he finally fiddles with the buttons, intending to turn on the communicator, but, ] oh, [ it's already on. ] Ya wanna clue me in here? [ He glances around the area. ] Yo, anyone still out there?
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[personal profile] onteamdyson 2013-06-12 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Hey, no. She grabs that hand and LOWERS IT and holds it down.] Robot hookers. There's a difference, you putz.
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[personal profile] onteamdyson 2013-06-12 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
You defeat them! [Obvi.] And save the world and take their money. Really, really mentally stimulating game. So many challenges, and-- puzzles, and it's just incredibly rewarding.

[Do you believe her? Come on? Not even a little? Yeah, don't.]

Basically, it's really loud and drowns out a lot of interesting sounds coming from upstairs.
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[personal profile] onteamdyson 2013-06-12 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaasp!] You actually buy your games?!

[Heh. Heheheheh. So much smirking.] No neighbours, thank god. Pretty sure they couldn't handle the sweet, sweet, dulcet tones of the aforementioned roomie/bff combo that is Bo.
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[personal profile] onteamdyson 2013-06-12 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
But... they cost money. Money you could be spending on food or delicious coffee. Not here... obvi, but back home. Don't you know people? Five finger discount? [Okay, Kenz, not everyone is a flagrant stuff-stealer like you.]

More like bizzay, but yeah. My girl's got a magical vagina, and I, as her best friend in the entire world, am big enough to look past that and see her magical heart instead. Plus, it means I can tune out basically anyone now. I got skills. Girl gets crazy.
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[personal profile] onteamdyson 2013-06-12 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
... Must be nice. [Kenzi, you get free drinks and don't pay rent. What more do you even need?

And then he's gotta go and say that causing Kenzi to just stare at him for a few seconds before bursting into laughter. Seriously, this mental image, hang on. Let her explain why this is so funny.]
Wh-wait. Wait. In charge of the creaking? Like... that is your job to ensure that it's creaking. Because that is the most important thing when you're banging someone... and you have to be in charge of it. Oh my god.

[More giggles, trying to stifle this by covering her mouth with both hands, leaning away from the couch. Why is this so funny? Maybe because everything else sucks in comparison.]

Pinkman-- Pinkman, seriously. I hope you're smoother with the ladies than you're leading me to believe right now... I am greatly concerned.
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[personal profile] onteamdyson 2013-06-14 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
No, no, I get it, it's just... Pffff-- never mind, dude. [YOU'D JUST THINK HE'D WANNA BE IN CHARGE OF MINDBLOWING SENSUAL PLEASURE not just ... rhythmic wall-banging.

Priorities.

Woah. Woah, wait, what's happening here. Is he seriously going to-- yep. He totally went there. That's a hand. On her knee. This is smooth? Really. This is smooth for him. Okay. She smiles, leaning in a little herself as her hand slides over his.]


Jesse... [Did she just sigh a little? Yes. And where is her other hand going? To his throat, apparently, and up to his jaw, tilting his head back and pushing him back against the couch. She leans forward even more, until her face is barely an inch away from his.] You're sooooo not my type.

[And then she promptly gut-punches him in the most jovial manner before standing up, still smirking.] Nice try, though. Five outta ten. Maybe work on your technique, there, bucko. You're obviously fine, so I think I'm just gonna head home.

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[personal profile] onteamdyson 2013-06-14 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Hey, what? She stops, facing him, with a hand on her hip.] Oh yeah? Was she totally awesome with a killer fashion sense, too?

[Her expression softens. It's concern. Maybe that was a little harsh and unnecessary, maybe she's just making stuff worse for him instead of trying to cheer him up. Ugh. Friendship, why you gotta be so difficult?]

You call if you need me, okay? I'm totally serious. And I'll see you tomorrow, no excuses. Even if I have to drag your lame-ass out of bed.
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[personal profile] onteamdyson 2013-06-14 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[What a gentleman! It's actually pretty impressive and totally reinforcing that 'good guy' image. Quit it!]

Dude, that's exactly it. I'm hooked now! Forced to suppress my newly-formed and unending passion stirred by your smooth, smooth moves. What have you done? [And suddenly there's a quick peck on the cheek.] Stay out of trouble.

[SHE MEANS IT, JESSE! Ominous finger point of doom! ... And then she's heading out the door.]