4th Gumball - Phone/Action

[connedviakeyboard]

[Well, someone isn't happy now that he's back to normal and away from the effects mint has on him. To say he was embarrassed would be putting it lightly; Benson was out and out ashamed. And he dealt with shame the way he dealt with everything else: by being angry as hell and trying to bottle it up.

Either way? He owed some apologies to people.]

[Phone]

...Look. I know that there were a few people I might've been...uncouth towards, a few days ago. Okay. I guess that's putting it lightly. I was acting like an asshole. And I'm sorry. That's not what I'm usually like. It really, really isn't, and I don't know what came over me. It won't happen again.

[Phone - Filtered to Mordecai]

Yeah, hi.

Let's pretend Valentine's Day didn't happen, alright?

[Action - Outside 507 Ricardo Street]

[If you're going by Ricardo Street today, feel free to notice the man who lives at 507 removing every single potted plant he could find in the house, hell, everything that could conceivably be called vegetable matter, and placing it on the sidewalk. Watch in amazement as he takes out a lighter and proceeds to try and get the plants to catch flame, running back a bit when the fire actually gets started.

He's just going to wait, and watch, as every plant that had previously been in his house burns.]

Comments

[action]

[connedviakeyboard]

Okay, then I guess you can't play. This is all I want to burn, so I'm done.

[likes2havesex]

I don't really care what you want asshole.

[uh oh, you pissed her off and now she's storming towards YOUR house to go find something to throw onto the fire.]

[connedviakeyboard]

HEY!

[Just going to try and grab one of Panty's shoulders, hoping to keep her away from his house.]

You know what? How about you beat it before I call the police!

[likes2havesex]

[oh bitch you did NOT just go there]

What the fuck do you thing you're doing?
If I want you to touch me I'll let you know but I wouldn't be caught dead with an old creep like you.

[she jerks so your hand falls off her shoulder and she turns around with a smug look on her face]

The Mayfield police? you really want them over here, you'll get in trouble for setting the sidewalk on fire anyway.

[connedviakeyboard]

OLD? I'm 31!

[He grits his teeth, somewhere between seething and a simple, more just boiling rage.]

It's the 50s, you idiot. You can burn refuse. It hasn't been made illegal yet.

[likes2havesex]

Tch, you look 60. Gross.

[oh...was that true, hell if she knew. It's not like it matters.]

Not on the sidewalk.

[touche!]

[connedviakeyboard]

I DO NOT LOOK SIXTY!

Who cares? It's not like I'm hurting anyone burning a bunch of plants.

[likes2havesex]

Yes you do, your face is like a prune. Bleh.

[she's decided to drop the burning stuff thing for now, teasing you about your age is getting a WAY better response.]

[connedviakeyboard]

Well if I'm so ugly how about you just leave?

[likes2havesex]

[Hey, why doesn't she...OH RIGHT, pyromania]

I still haven't lit anything on fire, that's why pruneface.

[connedviakeyboard]

YOU'RE NOT LIGHTING MY STUFF ON FIRE!

[likes2havesex]

I can light you on fire instead if you want.

[connedviakeyboard]

Why don't you go find someone else's stuff to light on fire? Do you even know why I'm lighting this crap on fire?

[likes2havesex]

Why would I do that when this is already so much fun.~

[her voice, she's mocking you...]

Don't know, don't give a fuck.

[connedviakeyboard]

[You know what? Fuck it.

Benson just stares a moment longer before walking back towards his house, slamming the door behind him and locking it.]

OOC

[likes2havesex]

[so this can go 2 ways but I don't want to do one of them without permission. Either she will just walk off and be really pissed at you forever or she can go get a torch and set your roof on fire.]

OOC

[connedviakeyboard]

[I'm cool with either go ahead with whichever you'd like.]

IC

[likes2havesex]

[It gets quiet outside, probably too quiet. You think everything is fine until, 15 minutes later you hear something on the roof. It sounds like hail? footsteps? It doesn't really matter because they suddenly stop, you hear someone laughing and then you start to smell something funny.]

[connedviakeyboard]

[Whatever is going on? Probably isn't good. At the noise he's torn between running out of the house and going to see what's going on. When the smell joins it, he decides to go ahead and just book it out of the house, seeing if he can spot anything.]

[likes2havesex]

[la la la I'm just sitting on your roof, a hole on one side and a pile of shingles on the other currently ablaze. It's like a happy little campfire, I hope you brought the marshmallows.]