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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 5:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 5:21 pm
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Mayah Playah Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 6:17 pm
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ᾏrmageddonGus and Zeke were in the middle of a heated battle of PlayStation All-Stars with Meg watching from an armchair and Darrell on the other chair and a book in his hand. He and Meg turned their heads when they heard Ben and got up from their seats. " Oh, it looks delicious!" Meg commented while gratefully taking a plate into her hands. " Thank you!" she smiled gratefully at him. " Did you cook this yourself?" Darrell asked as he took a bite from his dish. He made a noise of approval. " Very nice. I like how you used the seasonings." he praised while scooping up another bite. After swallowing it, he turned his head to his brothers. " Gus! Zeke! Come get some dinner or else you'll be up all night!" " Pfft, I'll be up anyway kicking Zeke's butt!" Gus taunted and laughed when his younger brother punched his arm. " Shut up!" Zeke seethed then looked over to see what the smell was. " Hey, why do you look like a girl?" he grunted at Ben, earning Gus' attention. " What kinda food is that?" he asked when he saw the tray. " Ziti." Darrell replied. " Zits?" " Ziti." " Zebra?" " Ziti." " Never heard of it!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 6:43 pm
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⊗ βenjamin Ғoster ⊗ He peeked over at Meg with a shy smile. " You're very welcome, it was my pleasure!" Ben blushed under Darrell's praise, bowing his head slightly and biting his lip. " Th-thank you! My mother was never much of a cook, so I had to teach myself from a young age," he said graciously. " I'm not the best, but I'm good at following and memorizing recipes, and I try really hard!" Before he could forget himself, Benjamin took a step closer to the two, curling inward a bit when Zeke critisized his appearance. " I-I couldn't f-f-find a different ap-apr-apron," he replied with a soft, timid voice, setting the tray on the table and moving the plates off the tray, setting them closer to the two. " Z-ziti is a ty-type of pasta m-made with meat, tomato sauce, n-noodles, and cheese. It's r-really good, if you'll tr-try it. I wanted to get you all some w-wine to accompany, b-but I'm not permitted i-in the wine cellar an-anymore, and I couldn't rem-me-meber your ages. Please, ask i-if you need anything else!" He stood and tucked the tray under his arm, keeping his head bowed as he turned and started back to the kitchen, not even bothering to expect a "thank-you" from the other two brothers.
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Mayah Playah Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 9:40 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 9:52 pm
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⊗ βenjamin Ғoster ⊗ Benjamin turned back as he was addressed, opening his mouth to reply to Zeke when Gus decided to voice his opinion of Ben's food. Tears sprang to his eyes at his reaction. This recipe was a special one that he'd learned from Grandma Hattie before she went away with that frightening lady with white hair, and it was... gross? He brought his free hand to his mouth, covering the trembling chin, and was about to turn and flee when he heard the kind Darrell's words. " I... I would like that very much," he said before turning again, his back to the siblings. " I... I'm sorry if I... Goodbye!" His voice was soft as he rushed away, scampering back into the kitchen and leaning on the door. He didn't even bother to see if Armageddon was still in there. Benjamin merely reached up and started to yank the apron off, tossing it onto the counter before rushing to the door and out into the Greenhouse, gulping back the tears and sobs. How could those two be so mean to him all the time? It wasn't like he was taking up anyone's time, since they barely stuck around their father as it was. Why did they hate him so much? What... What was so terrible about him?
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Mayah Playah Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 10:34 pm
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ᾏrmageddon" Ben, wait-!" But before anyone could do anything, Ben had run off. Back in the kitchen, Armageddon had his back leaned against the counter and the tray of pasta in his hands. He'd never admit it to the kid, but this was some pretty damn tasty food! He had gone through a good chunk of the remaining half when he noticed Ben run back in, to where he scrambled to hide the tray from sight by hiding it behind him. " Er, hey, kid." he tried to say as nonchalantly as possible. Turns out he didn't need to, because the boy ran off as quickly as he was there. Armageddon blinked and raised an eyebrow. Setting the tray back into the oven, the demon followed after him, finding him in the Greenhouse. " Alright, kid, what's the matter this time." he grunted as he walked towards Ben.
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Posted: Wed Oct 23, 2013 10:45 pm
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⊗ βenjamin Ғoster ⊗ Ben sat under a small cluster of trees, light streaming in to light him up through the leaves. He had his knees pulled up under his chin, arms wrapped around his legs and hiding his face. Upon hearing Armageddon, he looked up, then away. " I don't... I d-don't know why th-they hate me so m-much," he sniffled, lower lip tremblign once again. " Mean Gus and Mean Zeke... They're so mean!" He let out another sob, burying his face back in his arms as his shoulders shook. The motion moved his shirt, and had Armageddon looked at the right angle, he would've seen a collection of bruises, old and new, several the shape of the aforementioned step-sibling's hands. He even had a decently large bruise on his back from a prank gone wrong the other day. Well, at least he assumed it was a prank gone wrong. Who knew anymore?
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Mayah Playah Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 24, 2013 3:29 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 24, 2013 3:37 pm
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Mayah Playah Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 24, 2013 6:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 24, 2013 7:00 pm
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Mayah Playah Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 3:10 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 3:19 pm
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Mayah Playah Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 25, 2013 3:36 pm
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Mayah Playah brb, gonna eat... and watch Phantom of the Opera cause I never got to start it
DarrellThe white-haired man had tried to follow after Ben so that he could comfort him, as he did with all the victims of his brothers' foolishness, though he had lost the trail. He stood in the garden outside, a stumped look on his face, and tried to recall where he had seen Ben run off to. But it was no use, if he thought of Ben then it could only be of that sweet smile of his when he offered them food. He looked fairly beautiful for a man. Darrell opened his eyes and pursed his lips. Did he just blush at the thought of another man? As he tried to shake off such strange and confusing feelings, he noticed a figure walking towards him. Looking up, he saw his father. " Where's Zeke and Gus?" Armageddon demanded in a serious tone. An obvious sign that he wasn't happy. Assuming it was, as always, a prank the two had pulled, Darrell sighed and nodded towards the house's innards. " They're still playing their video game in the living room." he said. Before he could ask why exactly his father was so mad, the demon stormed inside. Darrell watched him go for a second then looked over to where he had come from. The Greenhouse. Now why would his father go there? Last time he checked, he wasn't at all a fan of gardening. Curious, Darrell walked towards in and stepped inside. Just three steps and he was able to see Ben crying on the floor. " Ben?" the white-haired male blinked and rushed to his side. " So this is where you were hiding. Are you alright?" he asked gently while crouching beside him, a concerned look on his face.
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