Wake up in the Morning feeling Like P'Diddy

[raversnight]

William wakes up on the floor, As he wakes up he remembers a horrible dream he had. The night he killed his parents, he still remembers and hates what he did. "Ugh... what a horrible nap... Why does this dream haunt me so". "I did what the lord wanted me to, why do i feel guilty". "Who is there!" William quickly yells his name only to notice its another follower.

[Bunny]

The follower in William's line of sight was John. And, since William noticed John, he would be certain to notice that the older boy was not happy. "Why are you always napping?" he challenged, flopping himself lazily onto his own cot. "Why don't you get up, go find some friends - I know it'll be hard to do with someone like you who sleeps all day (seriously, you're like, unconscious a third of the day), get to work, and start harvesting some corn."

[Dot Dot Dot]

At this point, Ruth thundered into the boy's communal home. Instantly she realized what she had done: she was a girl, eight years old. This was the home for boys. Good girls, good, decent girls would not enter the place alone. Or so she had heard. No sooner had she gained entry than she covered her eyes and cried out, for anyone to hear. "Isaac requires that everyone Gather into the Clearing. There's gonna be a sacrifice!" The word sent chills down her spine, but she just thought to herself it's not me, it's not me, it's not me.

Also, Malachai might have to be killed. But she wasn't going to say that.

[The Red-Headed Demon]

Naomi followed Ruth into the boy's communal home obliviously. Upon arrival she noticed everyone was a boy not a girl like her. "Whoa! What am I doing here? Did I just see a wanger?" She had a brief moment of silence before saying abruptly when it occurred to her, "WHAT THE FRICK? What is Ruth doing here? She's like a little girl. Little girls don't peek at dude's junk."

[Bunny]

John had sat up from his position on the bedspread, eyeing Ruth with distaste. "First of all," he began, "don't just come in here, alright? Learn to knock, or send someone else in. Second of all, what does Isaac want? So we're having a sacrifice? I was working in the fields all day. I'm --- " he broke off here when Naomi stormed in and made a few exclamations regarding boys' privates. "You might've. That's what you get for not knocking. Now, stop whining about the obvious, and get yourself a boyfriend. If you keep going like that, you never will." He reluctantly rose with the intention to go and see Isaac.

[The Red-Headed Demon]

"Go suck a-- wang doodle you silly kaniggit. I will have you know I didn't know any better. You people should really get locks." The redheaded Naomi chuckled a little, like she always seems to. She sneezed a couple times, sniffed and proceeded to speak her mind, which is something she's very good at. "Go take a shower if you've been working all day. I can smell you from here. An anyways, if I'm in here you should be happy... VERY happy." She looked him up and down, "But obviously, you have some issues when you can't get it up with me here. I don't think that He Who Walks Behind the Rows would be pleased with you." She giggled, again, "It's like hitting a parked car, it's hard to do but people (like you) mannage to do it anyway."

[Bunny]

Now John was standing completely, at his full height. At a full five-foot-two-inches, he wouldn't be very intimidating if not for the fact that when he rolled up his sleeves - as he just did - bulging muscles were revealed. "What's your problem?" he snarled. "Seriously, what's with the attitude? I just gave you legitimate advice, and you just fire off for no reason. I gotta go see Isaac," he went on, gesturing wildly to the door. "And when I see him in the clearing, I'm going to show him proper respect. Because that's what you do for your superiors, Naomi. You respect them. We don't need locks because everyone in here are to be as brothers, and generally, stupid in-duh-viduals know to stay out. And if they do --" he nodded at Ruth who had blanketed her eyes, "they at least speak to us in a respectful manner. Thank you Ruth, for showing people the respect they deserve.

"I've been working in the fields all day," he repeated. "I just wanted to lie down and take a nap. But then Isaac has to call for me because I guess no one else knows how to make an offering to the Lord, and you have to come in here and act like a rabid Outlander! You think He would be displeased with me? I show him the proper respect, I plant the food for everyone to eat, I harvest it all, and I make offerings. He is far more pleased with me than you! Why don't you just skidoodle," he once more gestured to the door. After a pause he added, "And what's a kiniggit, anyways?"

[The Red-Headed Demon]

"Well, first of all, get the stick out of your butt," Naomi advised, unphased by the barrage of insults. "I am not disrespectful, I just don't exaggerate about how I do all the work for everybody! 'Oh, woe is me, I do everything around here? Ahhhh!" She laughed a little at her own crude imitation of John. "Meanwhile, in actuality, you probably do nothing but just sit on your butt and do absolutely nothing! Probably because you have no one to 'whoo'," she made an obscene gesture, "other than yourself. Are you sure you're not a eunich? And anyways, a kaniggit is...is you!" She adlibbed. "Look it up in the ashes of some of the old dictionaries. A kaniggit is you. It's a person that just stinks up the place all day and does nothing to better our society!"

[Bunny]

"Not disrespectful?" John bellowed. "You think you're not disrespectful? What do you call that?" The seventeen-year-old jerked his head towards Naomi. "You've done nothing but shout ever since you came in here. And what do I do? You name it," he challenged. "You name it, that's the work I do. I've worked in the fields all day, I have to always look after Ruth here," he looked towards the child, eyes narrowed, and then turned his attention back to the girl. "And why don't you check to see if you're a man, yourself? You come in here for no reason, you start acting all aggressive for some reason - you're certainly not pretty enough to be ugly. Can I go, now?" he started to muscle past her. "Isaac wants everyone down at the Clearing. Apparently, it doesn't matter how much work you do. Idiots will always give you more!"

[Sly Cooper]

"Oh will you both freakin' shut up!" Jacob, howled at the two. "We ALL know that John doesn't do squat, and I don't know what a stinky niggit-- excuse me, Kaniggit, but we all know that John is definitely a stinker. I'm SURE he thinks he has so much room here in the communal home because he's so wonderful," he rolled his eyes, "BUT, he stinks and no one can stand his constant screaming of profanities that keep us all up at night! I'm ready to sleep in the freakin' barn just to get away from you!" Jacob pointed at John Peters. "And as for you-- What is it with all the gingers? It's not like red hair is common. So why are their so many in Gatlin? Really? I mean it's ridiculous how many red headed demons are running around?"

[Bunny]

As soon as Jacob had finished up his tangent, John whirled onto him. "And what's your problem?" he challenged, staring up at the younger boy. Jacob was tall, but sickly looking and weak-acting, if you asked John. "I'm sorry, was I talking to you? No, I wasn't!" He answered before Jacob could. "And why did it take you so long to get up? Isaac called for everyone, but apparently..." he made a great show of looking around, and, ignoring the other boys who were shuffling out he went on, "I'm the only one who is going to go see him! Because I show him proper respect. I don't run around acting like a little girl -- that reminds me. Why are you in here, Jacob? You're certainly not a boy. You don't have anything here! You shouldn't notice if I scream -- which I admit, I can be a little annoying, but I need to get my frustration out somehow and since I can't hit you guys, I do sometimes stain my lips with cursing -- because you should be in the Girls' House."

[Sly Cooper]

"Well obviously I'm less of a girl than you because at least I'm not freakin' menstruating. Which by the way you seem to do all the time! Oh oh and let us not forget all the fit you throw! At least Naomi has more than you do in the pants, and she's not even wearing pants!" Jacob rubbed his eyes, "We're all tired because you don't aver shut the frick up you stinky kaniggit. You want something to hit and get rid of your pent up anger, then you need to punch yourself in the face and do us all a favor!" He was extremely grumpy due to the lack of sleep he had gotten lately.

[Bunny]

"If I have to punch myself in the face, why don't you just go screw yourself?" The moment the words were out of his mouth, John covered them as though he had uttered a blasphemy. His eyes were wide and filled with a sardonic pity as he went on, "Oh...that's right. You do that already, don't you?"

OOC: These are pretty short and vulgar. But I guess that's what I get for having a character like John...

[Sly Cooper]

"Well at least I don't have to, because let's face it you couldn't get any from the girls even if you wanted to. I guess that's what happens when you act like pansy ass, and act like a stubborn donkey. Honestly, you're worse then Gilbert Godfrey on a bad day! I think it would be wonderful if you did a heresy, just because then we wouldn't have to put up with you any more. But that's right you are a blasphemy just by existing you lazy ass, selfish pig!" Jacob grabbed a handful of his dark hair an pulled on it. "You are worse then any outsider I've ever run into you stinky kaniggit!"

[Bunny]

OOC: I frickin' love Gilbert Godrey!

IC:

John scoffed. "And I'm sure you've met so many outlanders, haven't you?" He rolled his eyes at the very idea. "No, I don't think so. Whenever we are ordered to dispose of an Interloper, I'm always the one there. I never see you, Little Girl. Where are you? Hiding beneath your cot? Honestly, Jacob," he swept on, his words collapsing over one another in a mad dash, "I really don't have an issue with you. My main complaint with you is that you're lazy. But I was talking to Naomi, not you. So why don't you - for once - listen to what your Superiors tell you to do. Isaac tells you to meet him in the cornfield then you meet him in the cornfield. If I tell you to hurry up and go to him, so I can speak to Naomi, then you just hurry on out of here. Do you hear me?"