Wake up in the Morning feeling Like P'Diddy

[Sly Cooper]

"Isaac I will listen to, but you, you are anything but superior, you loafing sack of dung. Whose the one that sits out in the cornfield whining that he broke a precious nail? You do, because you are soooooo concerned with you're self image. Well it's a good thing we dont have any mirrors because then you'd realize you look less appealing than a sewer full of dookie and rats. Oh but that's right we dont have any mirrors because YOUR FACE BROKE THEM! Stop freaking fighting with everyone just to give yourself an excuse for lazing about." Angry, frustrated, and flat out disgusted, Jacob turned to go see what Isaac need people for. "You truly are the most pathetic excuse of poo I've ever seen."

[Bunny]

"Not superior?" John guffawed at the very idea. He began to count his superiorities on his fingers. "Let's see here, I'm your elder, for one thing, and am going to be going to meet God soon, so he has my ear. I actually have girls interested in me and a circle of pretty close friends, unlike you. You," he shrugged, "I dunno, you just can't identify with people or something. What, you hang out with that one shy guy that no one ever notices? Ha. I'm up here, Jacob..." He rose his hand above his head, "and you're down here." He gestured to the floor. "And I can't be concerned with my self-image too much, can I? With all the work I do for Gatlin, if I whined every time I broke a nail, I'd be like you: doing nothing. I don't sit in the cornfield, I work in the cornfield, thanks." He watched as Jacob began to slip past him. "That's right," he cheered. "Just walk away. Great! I'm glad you learned something."

[Sly Cooper]

Jacob stop and smirked, "Well the problem with you being up here," he raised his hand up, "and me being down there," he lowered his hand, "Is that I, although I am younger, I am at least taller than you. You're what five foot? I hate to tell you this, but girls don't like their guys to be shorter than them." He patted him on the shoulder. "As for friends, at least I have some. Lets face your group just sticks together because they're not good enough to have real friends, but don't want to be alone. Why exactly is that?" He shrugged, "Anyways, if you weren't such a douche and you didn't look more pathetic than a warthog, or honestly smelled as bad as one, maybe people would like you better. But I guess you can't help that can you?" Jacob's smirk turned into a huge toothy grin. "I suppose it would help if you stopped rolling around in the mud, but I guess you can't help your natural animal instinct can you, stinky kaniggit? In any case you know what we do to people who get too old right? Although you'll probably lie about your age for years to come. I don't suppose you'll change much through, and hey you'll be short enough people might believe you. "

[Bunny]

By now most of the children had filtered out. Only a scattered few remained, either stranded there by awe, or fright, their eyes bulging as they viewed the immature and borderline sinful exchange of insults.

John was red. He blushed red and he saw red. His voice rose to an even louder floor. "Sorry, Jacob, but I'll be proud to go the Lord. You're thinking of yourself. Would you hide from him? You might try," he laughed. "You clearly can't respect anyone, so it makes sense that you couldn't even respect your own God!" This last sentence echoed off of the near-empty communal house. "And stop using the word kiniggit. You can't just go around and make up words!"

[Sly Cooper]

"I didn't make up the word FIRST of all. Naomi did. And I will have you know that He Who Walks Behind the Rows deserve more than just respect. If he wanted to strike me down now, then so be it. I would at least know it's what he wills, and I would be okay with that. But you, you're the one who worships because it makes you popular. Lets face it, I've heard you say terrible things you wanted to do to He Who Walks Behind the Rows." Honestly, we need to start calling him stanley. "You just can't accept the fact that you're not the best, that you're not god, and that you're not really Isaac's assistant. So go suck a wanker. We all know you've been dying to, that's probably why you have a stick so far shoved up your ass."

[Bunny]

John paled at Jacob's accusation. Speaking such things against He Who Walks Behind the Rows was a blasphemy. A mere inclination of such a grievious sin was worth a trip into the cornfield, to be taken by the Lord. The logic behind it was that if you were innocent, you would be taken, but you would be with him. And if you were guilty, than you were taken, and you were sent to Hell.

John knew where he would go if he was offered such a test.

"I never said anything against Him!" He cried in regards to his younger outbursts towards what he now knew to be God. "And if you think I did, like, ten years ago," regardless that the religion had ruled Gatlin for but three, "than you need to start thinking of other things besides me. Sorry, but this'll never be yours, jackass." He tapped his chest. "So why don't you just go, fulfill your lifelong mission, and 'go suck a wanker'. Get the wanker out of your ass and suck it. Go on."

[Sly Cooper]

Jacob rolled his eyes. So mature this one "Look, first of all I get that you like having the final word, so whatever. You make false remarks about doing EVERYTHING, sure whatever. You want to think that, because it makes you feel better, whatever. You're so extremely self centered, there isn't any room in that tiny brain to comprehend our Lord, whatever. And did I hear you say you want my wanker up your ass and then you want to suck it, no thanks. I would rather walk into a valcano. It's good for you to come out of the closet though. I'm proud." He patter John Peters on the shoulder and began to walk away, "sure you'll say something else because, yes you really are that predictable."

[Bunny]

"Oh, so you're deaf as well as dumb?" John called after the boy. "I know you heard me. You wanna suck wankers - but you're so much of a coward you can't even call them penises! Okay, run along!" He started to follow, recalling that Isaac had ordered the presence of everyone who had been lounging in the communal home. "Just run away. Great!"

[Sly Cooper]

"Fine, you want me to shove my penis up your ass before sucking it. Still not interested. Sorry" Jacob smiled so much it hurt even if John couldn't see it. He was glad to know he mad John so angry. That in itself was worth more than trying to make a point. "You must really want my penis if you're following me like that. Wow you really are pathetic."

[Bunny]

John unleashed a great, belly-shaking laugh. "Oh my, you are so stupid. Don't you even understand simple English? Don't flatter yourself, Jacob. I'm just going to see Isaac. See, that's what you're supposed to do," he pointed out as though being helpful. "You show your superiors respect. Isaac speaks for the Lord, and I respect the Lord. Why are you coming? Do you want to suck Isaac's dick? I'm pretty sure there's something sinful about that.

OOC: Let this mark the most immature character I have ever played, and likewie the most immature thread. O.O I am enjoying it immensely, however.

[Sly Cooper]

"I came to help Isaac. You're the one that's behind me. I'll bet that's new for you. I'll be your in back a lot," Jacob scoffed. "You'll probably sit around and fantasize about all the boys over the age of 12 with their shirts of as they work in the fields, sweating their asses off because they actually do work. That's what you do every other day right?"

[Bunny]

"No, you've gotten me confused with yourself again, Jacob. What I do every day is work the fields. Maybe you didn't notice because you're always so busy cleaning up from your little menstration cycle, ma'am."

[Sly Cooper]

Jacob smiled at chuckled at the recycled insults, that he came up with, but John seems to like them well enough to use them. "Fair enough, that's exactly why you have such a poogy belly I suppose, from all the work you do." He lifted his shirt to show his stomach, "Where the rest of Gatlin seems if not underweight close to average."

OOC:Leaving post

[Bunny]

OOC: I suppose we shall finish this thread elsewhere.

[Dot Dot Dot]

Ruth's eyes rounded when John rose from his cot and started to scream at her. They bulged when Naomi whirled in and began to utter absurdities. And they nearly fell out of her head when John and Jacob began a battle, using verbal violence at such a skill level that it reminded her of the true violence she had seen first hand three years ago.

Then, as quickly as it all began, everyone, including the two arguing boys left the communal home. Ruth was left alone, eyes wide, mouth dropped into a gape.

"Wha--what..." she gulped. "What just happened?" She didn't even understand half of what had just been said. She made a mental note to ask someone wise like Isaac about what all those words meant.

Picking up the hem of her dress to move at a quicker pace, Ruth licked her lips and determined to do just that.