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Post by mackenzie matthew martin on Oct 16, 2012 11:25:46 GMT -5
 Application ///18///IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH ALEXANDER TORRES[/size]
Mackenzie didn't know what he was doing. He didn't know where he was and he was just plain lost. He didn't have a full uniform on, he didn't know anyone in the school. He wasn't used to this. Why couldn't he just get a normal job here to be with Alex. Why did he have to go and say he was going to further his education. Fuck education. It was worthless. He didn't know where to go, what to do. He was pretty sure he was supposed to have been in the Training Facility ten minutes ago.
He groaned in frustration and slammed his head against the wall before pulling his phone out of his pocket and sending a miserable text to Alex. Can't stand it here. I'm lost. Late. Alone. I miss you being with me...
[/i] Mack sent it and closed his eyes as he leaned against the wall. He turned around and slid down it. Sitting down with his knees to his chest and took a deep sigh. He'd have to ask someone where the training room was or whatever. Otherwise he would be screwed. He was kind of already screwed. He heard footsteps coming toward him, but Mack didn't bother to look up. He didn't bother to do anything. Maybe if he just didn't talk, they'd be able to go somewhere else and not this island. They'd be somewhere Mack could find a job instead of go to school and that Alex would still be working in a hospital. He hated school, but he hated being there alone even more. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/color] Outfit:Clicky!///Tagged:OpenNotes::3 [/font][/size] |
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Post by Ackley Joshua Lynch on Oct 16, 2012 12:00:01 GMT -5
Oh God, oh God, oh God. Ackley was going to drop something, he was going to fall, he was going to do something to make himself look stupid, he knew it. He hurried down the hall, a tower of books in his arms, sandwiched between his hands and his chin, obscuring his view. And if he didn't get them all back to the library before it closed, his English teacher was going to get in trouble, which meant he was going to be in trouble. Ackley kept close to the wall, hoping that anyone who saw him would just wise up and keep out of the way of the teetering beanstalk. It didn't occur to him that anyone would be sitting in the hall. His foot caught on something - a leg - and he lurched forward, the books cascading onto the floor in front of him, followed by a large, squirming bundle of clothes. Unsure what he was this time, the creature just clawed his way through the clothes, upward toward the light. Huffing and squeaking, the little white-flippered penguin clamored its way out of the neck of his shirt, looking thoroughly irritated. Penguin |
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Post by mackenzie matthew martin on Oct 16, 2012 12:53:11 GMT -5
Application ///18///IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH ALEXANDER TORRES [/size]
Mack was surprised when he felt someone trip over him. It was kind of weird. Could they not fucking see Mack sitting there? Mack felt his hot temper rise. It wasn't a good thing to piss Mack off. He was strong and crazy. He would kill if he had to. He almost killed his ex best friend and the eventual love of his life. Who's to say he wouldn't kill a random person he'd never met before.
He looked up with a fierce look and stood up quickly. There... wasn't anything there though. Until he looked a little closer. Whoever it was, was apparently a shape shifter. There... was a penguin looking at him. It reminded Mack of Ackley. In fact... now that he thought of it, he saw a bit more limbs than most would have right when he opened his eyes. It couldn't be Ackley though... right? Mack's eyebrows knitted together and his anger kind of faded slightly because fuck... who could be mad at a penguin? "Uhm... Hello?"
[/b] Mack asked, embarrassed to ask if it was Ackley in case he was completely wrong. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/color] Outfit:Clicky!///Tagged:OpenNotes::3 [/font][/size] |
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Post by Ackley Joshua Lynch on Oct 16, 2012 13:01:39 GMT -5
The penguin's face went from a scowl of anger (that was more amusing than intimidating) to wide-eyed shock. Mack! What were the odds! Suddenly, his thoughts flashed back to the first time they'd kissed, when it was Mack that almost tripped over Ackley in the hallway. He felt a little sad, and then a little nervous. And then a lot nervous.
With a frantic squawking, the little creature fell backwards out of the clothes and onto the hard spine of a book. Once he had regained balance, he turned his back to Mack and started chattering at him, motioning frantically with little flippers for him to turn around and look away. He was going to just change back right there, but then a teacher walked by at the end of the hall and he thought again.
Eyes narrowing in thought, the little bird waddled back to his clothes and grabbed the hems of his shirt and boxers in his beak. He scooted backward with them, clumsy, and dragged them to a nearby alcove. A moment later, Ackley, clothed in the shirt and boxers, came back into the hallway, red-faced, and grabbed his pants. He tugged them on quickly. "M-Mack," he said without looking up. "F-fancy seeing you here?"
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Post by mackenzie matthew martin on Oct 16, 2012 13:15:10 GMT -5
Application ///18///IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH ALEXANDER TORRES [/size]
The penguin was actually kind of cute... Mack would have smiled if he wasn't completely lost as to who it was behind the penguin. When the penguin went away in a little alcove, Mack looked away in case he could still see the person. His head snapped back when he heard his name. No. Fucking. Way.
The anger flared again. His hands started to shake and he felt his temperature go down because of the water on his hands, waiting for his command. "What the fuck are you doing here?"
[/b] Mack spat at him. He wasn't supposed to be here! It was supposed to be just Mack and Alex! Starting over! If Ackley was here it was going to ruin everything. "You're going to ruin everything!"[/b] Mack shouted at him. There was no way he was going to be okay with this. No. Ackley was going to either go back, or Mack would end up killing him. The choice was his, really. Mack just figured he'd... show him his options. Mack stuck his hand out toward the shape shifter, causing a hard jet of water to shoot of water to fly toward his face. Ackley was going to leave them two alone. He was going to leave and never come back because if he was here, he was going to ruin the life Mack and Alex were started. He always ruined things. "You're not fucking wanted here!"[/b] [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/color] Outfit:Clicky!///Tagged:OpenNotes::3 [/font][/size] |
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Post by Ackley Joshua Lynch on Oct 16, 2012 13:31:45 GMT -5
He hadn't expected a warm welcome necessarily...but he also hadn't expected a jet of water to the face. Which, perhaps he should have. Ackley fell backwards and landed on his but, narrowly resisting transformation. Letting out an 'eep!' of surprise, he scrambled up to a sitting position and scooted back. "Um! Um! I'm-I'm sorry!" he stammered frantically.
"I didn't-didn't mean to!" Didn't mean to, what? Ruin everything? Be here? Well, both, really. "Th-they sent me here! I-I-I didn't g-get a say in it!" he protested. Surely Mack remembered how Broadhaven worked? Choice had nothing to do with anything. It was all about where you were most useful. Or, in Ackley's case, least destructive. According to Broadhaven, Ackley was the least destructive when as far away as possible. If they could have sent him to space, they probably would have.
Mack was right. Ackley was going to screw things up. That's why he hadn't tried to find them since he'd gotten there, wasn't it? He had cause thems o much trouble, fucked everything up. They both had every right to hate him. Well, Alex moreso than Mack. Mack was kind of a huge dick that cheated on him, broke his heart, and kind-of-sort-of raped him. Actually, if he wasn't so ashamed of himself, he'd probably be a little pissed that Mack had the gall to be upset with him. Really, he was a little pissed anyway. "Look! I-I'll just stay o-out of your way, o-okay? I-I'm not doing anything!"
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Post by mackenzie matthew martin on Oct 16, 2012 14:21:56 GMT -5
Application ///18///IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH ALEXANDER TORRES [/size]
Mack almost forgot how intense Ackley's anxiety was. How... awkward he was. Mack remembered it being the main reason he liked him so much all those times ago. It seemed like ages now. So much had happened since Ackley and Mack had gotten together. He never meant to cheat on him like he did... but he was glad it happened. If it hadn't happened, then who knows where Alex and Mack would be now. He truly believed that Alex was the one he was supposed to be with. Ackley was just someone that got in the way of their happiness. Alex would, no doubt, want to go and be all buddy buddy with him. They always were before. Who knew if that would make Alex want to cheat or not. Even though out of the two, Mack was the cheater. He was paranoid... alright?
The jet of water didn't seem to be doing it for him... It wasn't good enough. Mack lifted his hands up and flew them downward, drenching him in more water than before. He had gained control... he loved it. Too bad the hallway would be flooded soon. "I don't care if they sent you or not! Go fucking back!"
[/b] [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/color] Outfit:Clicky!///Tagged:OpenNotes:Snuck on before! I'm sorry! I can't control him! [/font][/size] |
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Post by Ackley Joshua Lynch on Oct 16, 2012 16:09:19 GMT -5
More water rained down on him and Ackley started to panic. It felt like he was drowning. And when Ackley felt like he was drowning...well, his body had ways of taking care of that. The tingling coursed through his skin, his stomach lurched, and quite suddenly a frog was flopping about in his soggy clothing. Ah, oxygen! Sweet relief! Ackley started hopping forward, in search of an opening. Maybe he could escape before Mack stepped on him.
He made his way through the sleeve of his shirt and popped out of the wrist. For a moment, he was heavily disoriented, what with the water cascading down on him and how big everything was. But once he had his bearings, Ackley knew exactly what to do. He hopped away, long legs propelling him down the hallway.
"Ribbit!"
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Post by mackenzie matthew martin on Oct 17, 2012 22:53:48 GMT -5
Application ///18///IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH ALEXANDER TORRES [/size]
Leave it to Ackley to turn into a fucking frog. What good was being a water manipulator that was trying to drown someone if they just turned into an animal that could breathe underwater. Well... Mack could have fun with him at least. He groaned in frustration. Hoping to God no one would come around the corner and see this. They might not like one of the people training to be a higher rank trying to basically kill one of their own. Oh well.
Mack lifted his hands up again, he didn't have to use them as a guide but he found it easier. He formed a ball with his hands, almost like a choke hold without a neck in his hands to physically hold. Next thing he knew, a giant orb of water was circling the poor frog on the ground. "I'm trying to start my life again, Ackley. I'm trying to make it better and give Alex what he deserves. When... At Broadhaven... Things were different! I-I... I want to be a good boyfriend! I don't want to think about all the fucking mistakes I made!"
[/b] Mack spat at him before throwing his arms to the side, throwing the orb and Ackley towards the wall. Mack didn't let the frog his the wall, though. He forced the water to break his fall. The frog fell to the ground safely with a small splash before Mack's own knees gave in and he fell to the ground. Trying not to freak out. It seemed like today was just getting worse and worse. He hoped Alex was at least having a good day. Mack's hands ran through his hair. "Shit. I'm sorry. I just... I wanted a fresh start."[/b] [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/color] Outfit:Clicky!///Tagged:OpenNotes:Snuck on before! I'm sorry! I can't control him! [/font][/size] |
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