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as far as i can tell??
yep
still in one piece
i'm gonna take a wild guess and say you're not messaging me from beyond the grave yourself
yep
still in one piece
i'm gonna take a wild guess and say you're not messaging me from beyond the grave yourself
[It has been an utterly miserable month or two. Arthur has never had a very solid sense of time, and it's gone even further to hell here. So, it seems has his life.
Between losing the only thing he really cared about in this world, and the whole burning alive fiasco, it hasn't been a fun time for him of late. But! He'd made a deal, and a project is just what he needs right now. Something to keep him busy. He's drawn up some basic blueprints for what he has in mind, and it shouldn't be too big of a project.
And Eddie will be a great deal more comfortable when it's done. Particularly if cold weather follows the warm. One needs a proper bed and insulation when it gets cold.
He pulls up to where they've agreed to meet, his own mini bus looking much better than it had the last time Eddie saw it. Arthur's been working on it in his spare time, when he's felt well enough to.]
Between losing the only thing he really cared about in this world, and the whole burning alive fiasco, it hasn't been a fun time for him of late. But! He'd made a deal, and a project is just what he needs right now. Something to keep him busy. He's drawn up some basic blueprints for what he has in mind, and it shouldn't be too big of a project.
And Eddie will be a great deal more comfortable when it's done. Particularly if cold weather follows the warm. One needs a proper bed and insulation when it gets cold.
He pulls up to where they've agreed to meet, his own mini bus looking much better than it had the last time Eddie saw it. Arthur's been working on it in his spare time, when he's felt well enough to.]
hell yeah i do
though i have to warn you
i'm pretty amazing
...ly bad
should be an easy win for you
though i have to warn you
i'm pretty amazing
...ly bad
should be an easy win for you
[ The van is an incredibly sad state right now; nothing but a lumpy mattress, a pile of blankets and poorly folded clothing, and a guitar still without an amp. Eddie makes due with the situation, but he has to admit that it would be nice to have something a little more comfortable, especially with the weather beginning to turn. ]
Hey, man.
[ He grins and essentially swings out of his shabby vehicle, waving to Arthur as he does. Clearly, he’s having at least a slightly easier time of things than Arthur. ]
Thanks again for doing this. I have a couple ideas and some cool things I found if you’re open, but uh, if the artist doesn’t accept backseat work, by all means…
Hey, man.
[ He grins and essentially swings out of his shabby vehicle, waving to Arthur as he does. Clearly, he’s having at least a slightly easier time of things than Arthur. ]
Thanks again for doing this. I have a couple ideas and some cool things I found if you’re open, but uh, if the artist doesn’t accept backseat work, by all means…
well shit
now i actually have to make a real effort
so where and when is this ass kicking scheduled to take place???
[ He's clearly already accepted his fate. He is not a sportsman, and that includes bowling. ]
now i actually have to make a real effort
so where and when is this ass kicking scheduled to take place???
[ He's clearly already accepted his fate. He is not a sportsman, and that includes bowling. ]
Saturday?
I heard of this place called Nashville Bowling Center
Apparently they have an arcade and everything
( Will that be enough to offset the fact that they only play country music for Eddie? Only one way to find out. Not that she knows this either, but forecasts predict it will probably come up... )
I heard of this place called Nashville Bowling Center
Apparently they have an arcade and everything
( Will that be enough to offset the fact that they only play country music for Eddie? Only one way to find out. Not that she knows this either, but forecasts predict it will probably come up... )
Of course. Here, come round the back, I'll show you what I've drafted up and we can see what we can do about your ideas.
[Arthur gestures with his hand for Eddie to follow him and heads to the back his little bus. He opens the doors to show his cheery yellow interior - a chest bed, a row of sunshine yellow cabinets with white trim, a hot plate and tea kettle. He grabs a handle at the foot of the bed, just beneath the 'mattress', and gives it a tug. A smoothly polished board slides out - an improvised desk.
He's rather proud of his own little set up. It's nice than some of the bunkers he's stayed in, though that's a terribly low bar.]
You can see what I've done with mine.
[Arthur gestures with his hand for Eddie to follow him and heads to the back his little bus. He opens the doors to show his cheery yellow interior - a chest bed, a row of sunshine yellow cabinets with white trim, a hot plate and tea kettle. He grabs a handle at the foot of the bed, just beneath the 'mattress', and gives it a tug. A smoothly polished board slides out - an improvised desk.
He's rather proud of his own little set up. It's nice than some of the bunkers he's stayed in, though that's a terribly low bar.]
You can see what I've done with mine.
sure
i have now
[ It won't be enough...he'll be complaining all night. But it will help. He's from 1986; he loves an arcade. ]
which raises the question
have you ever been to an arcade?
i have now
[ It won't be enough...he'll be complaining all night. But it will help. He's from 1986; he loves an arcade. ]
which raises the question
have you ever been to an arcade?
[ Eddie is more than happy to follow, and when he ducks his head into the microbus, his eyes light up. It’s a little too bright and cheery for his own personal taste, but that’s fine. This is Arthur’s space, not his, and it looks fantastic. It’s tidier than the whole of Eddie’s room back home, and the craftsmanship is genuinely impressive.
He grins as the improvised desk makes its appearance, and he claps politely.]
Holy shit, dude. This is amazing. You seriously did all of this yourself? Like--just you?
He grins as the improvised desk makes its appearance, and he claps politely.]
Holy shit, dude. This is amazing. You seriously did all of this yourself? Like--just you?
[ Laura, my dude...that's very sad. ]
ok
yeah
you're playing a game of galaga
ok
yeah
you're playing a game of galaga
i'm hurt you think i'd joke about one of the best arcade games of the 80s
Ah, well, yes, mostly.
[Arthur glances over, tilting his head. It's nothing all that impressive, as far as he's concerned. Just cabinets, really. One with padding on top to make a bed. He has to remind himself that not everyone has had the same life as him. Not everyone has reason to know how to make things like this.]
It's just scraps of wood and bits and bobs cobbled together into various squares. All very basic, really. You'll get a firsthand look at it soon.
[Perhaps Eddie would even like to help a bit. Another pair of hands to hold things steady always makes the work go a bit faster.]
I was thinking something similar. A bed that doubles as storage and a cabinet or cupboard of some kind opposite. We hang a curtain here behind the seating....
[He's unrolling his plans as he outlines them.]
[Arthur glances over, tilting his head. It's nothing all that impressive, as far as he's concerned. Just cabinets, really. One with padding on top to make a bed. He has to remind himself that not everyone has had the same life as him. Not everyone has reason to know how to make things like this.]
It's just scraps of wood and bits and bobs cobbled together into various squares. All very basic, really. You'll get a firsthand look at it soon.
[Perhaps Eddie would even like to help a bit. Another pair of hands to hold things steady always makes the work go a bit faster.]
I was thinking something similar. A bed that doubles as storage and a cabinet or cupboard of some kind opposite. We hang a curtain here behind the seating....
[He's unrolling his plans as he outlines them.]
uh
yeah
it's serious shit
i'd say dragon's lair but i honestly might kill myself if you were better than me at that one
so
i'm not taking any chances
yeah
it's serious shit
i'd say dragon's lair but i honestly might kill myself if you were better than me at that one
so
i'm not taking any chances
[ Saturday comes and Eddie drives the distance to the agreed upon meeting place for his scheduled ass kicking.
He thinks? Because he walks in, gets smacked right in the face by a loud snippet of country music, then immediately turns on his heel to walk back out the door again. He squints up at the flickering neon sign and huffs, knowing that the words Nashville Bowling Center mean he is unfortunately in the right place.
Begrudgingly, he trudges back inside, practically wincing at the assault on his ears and praying that the southern drawls and euphemisms about trucks end soon. It’s all bad enough to make him yearn for the Bellamy Brothers. ]
I already told you I was a shitty bowler. You didn’t have to set me up like this.
[ He approaches Laura while gesturing vaguely to the ceiling where the speakers are placed, then clutches his chest and flops dramatically onto one of the cracked pleather benches. Another county song begins, and he groans loudly. ]
This is hell. This is my own, personal, eternal hell.
He thinks? Because he walks in, gets smacked right in the face by a loud snippet of country music, then immediately turns on his heel to walk back out the door again. He squints up at the flickering neon sign and huffs, knowing that the words Nashville Bowling Center mean he is unfortunately in the right place.
Begrudgingly, he trudges back inside, practically wincing at the assault on his ears and praying that the southern drawls and euphemisms about trucks end soon. It’s all bad enough to make him yearn for the Bellamy Brothers. ]
I already told you I was a shitty bowler. You didn’t have to set me up like this.
[ He approaches Laura while gesturing vaguely to the ceiling where the speakers are placed, then clutches his chest and flops dramatically onto one of the cracked pleather benches. Another county song begins, and he groans loudly. ]
This is hell. This is my own, personal, eternal hell.
[ It may not be much in reality, but to Eddie, it’s genuinely impressive that someone’s managed to turn a microbus into something comfortable and livable. It also probably helps that Eddie has never done a large-scale project like this himself. Small things like dice towers, sure, and he’s helped his uncle out a couple of times, but that’s about the extent.
He light up as Arthur unrolls his plans, crowding in to get a good look at them. He has no complaints, but he does reach out to point and make a few minor suggestions of his own. Nothing too crazy—a reserved spot for his guitar and amp, a slight adjustment to some of the cabinets, nothing that adds much extra work at all. ]
Hey, uh—so no need to work all this in, but I picked up some stuff that looked kind of interesting if you think you can incorporate any of it.
[ He takes off to his own van one more, lugging out bits and bobs like a little magpie with an array of treasure. All the basics are there, but he also has pieces of swirling metal that have patinaed into a rainbow of colors over the years, interesting pieces of wood in all different shades, colorful bits of glass, and even a carved wooden dragon. He grins as he holds that particular piece up, and it's clear that it's his favorite in the bunch. ]
Obviously I'll help.
He light up as Arthur unrolls his plans, crowding in to get a good look at them. He has no complaints, but he does reach out to point and make a few minor suggestions of his own. Nothing too crazy—a reserved spot for his guitar and amp, a slight adjustment to some of the cabinets, nothing that adds much extra work at all. ]
Hey, uh—so no need to work all this in, but I picked up some stuff that looked kind of interesting if you think you can incorporate any of it.
[ He takes off to his own van one more, lugging out bits and bobs like a little magpie with an array of treasure. All the basics are there, but he also has pieces of swirling metal that have patinaed into a rainbow of colors over the years, interesting pieces of wood in all different shades, colorful bits of glass, and even a carved wooden dragon. He grins as he holds that particular piece up, and it's clear that it's his favorite in the bunch. ]
Obviously I'll help.
Let's have a look.
[Arthur ambles over to take a look at what Eddie's amassed. It reminds him a bit of the random assortment of things that Jonny had collected in his tree house. Though, thankfully, lacking in creepy dolls.]
Well, I'm sure we can display some of these nicely.
[He plucks his cigarettes out of his boilersuit pocket and lights one up, peering at the wood and metal pieces, shifting them around in his mind.]
Some of this can be used for cabinetry. Or...what sort of vibe are you hopping for? I know the young folks like their psychedelia and pop art, and you've got some very good foundational pieces for psychedelic wall art with an industrial twist...
[Arthur ambles over to take a look at what Eddie's amassed. It reminds him a bit of the random assortment of things that Jonny had collected in his tree house. Though, thankfully, lacking in creepy dolls.]
Well, I'm sure we can display some of these nicely.
[He plucks his cigarettes out of his boilersuit pocket and lights one up, peering at the wood and metal pieces, shifting them around in his mind.]
Some of this can be used for cabinetry. Or...what sort of vibe are you hopping for? I know the young folks like their psychedelia and pop art, and you've got some very good foundational pieces for psychedelic wall art with an industrial twist...
( And there he is. Nice to see him in a setting that's intentional this time, not a random chance encounter on the side of the road. Especially nice now that she's got her bearings, and she's not inherently wary of anyone and everyone around her all the time. Just... you know. Most of the time.
He seems fine, though.
Takes her a second to realize what he's talking (and swooning) about, but eventually her eyes lift up to one of the shitty, crackling speakers affixed to a slightly dirty ceiling title. Her lips quirk up a little — very I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing with you, but actually I'm kind of laughing at you a little. )
What, you're not a fan? Personally, I'm really invested in the narrative of all this guy's exes living in Texas.
( She jerks her head toward a really impatient looking middle-aged woman behind a pane of glass, staring at them expectantly, waiting for an excuse to accuse the Youths of Loitering unless they Spend Money Now, Thanks Capitalism. )
Come on.
He seems fine, though.
Takes her a second to realize what he's talking (and swooning) about, but eventually her eyes lift up to one of the shitty, crackling speakers affixed to a slightly dirty ceiling title. Her lips quirk up a little — very I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing with you, but actually I'm kind of laughing at you a little. )
What, you're not a fan? Personally, I'm really invested in the narrative of all this guy's exes living in Texas.
( She jerks her head toward a really impatient looking middle-aged woman behind a pane of glass, staring at them expectantly, waiting for an excuse to accuse the Youths of Loitering unless they Spend Money Now, Thanks Capitalism. )
Come on.
Oh, see, that’s where this comes in.
[ It’s clear he’s been collecting things, because next, he goes rummaging for something else, his voice becoming muffled from the confines of his open van. ]
When I was a kid, my uncle—he, uh, got me this calendar. It was these full color illustrations of Lord of the Rings. It was great. I mean, aside from the handlebar moustache they gave Aragorn, but I basically kept it forever. I didn’t find that one, but I did find—
[ He clambers from the van, right back into Arthur’s, something clutched in his hands. ]
This one.
[ Grinning, he slams down a tattered calendar. The month of July has been torn in two and the pages are yellowing, but his inspiration is clear. ]
And believe me, I’m not expecting real grandeur and luxury in the form of a shitty Chevy Nomad, but, uh…it might be enough to give you some inspirations. And I’m not beyond psychedelic wall art with an industrial twist either.
[ It’s clear he’s been collecting things, because next, he goes rummaging for something else, his voice becoming muffled from the confines of his open van. ]
When I was a kid, my uncle—he, uh, got me this calendar. It was these full color illustrations of Lord of the Rings. It was great. I mean, aside from the handlebar moustache they gave Aragorn, but I basically kept it forever. I didn’t find that one, but I did find—
[ He clambers from the van, right back into Arthur’s, something clutched in his hands. ]
This one.
[ Grinning, he slams down a tattered calendar. The month of July has been torn in two and the pages are yellowing, but his inspiration is clear. ]
And believe me, I’m not expecting real grandeur and luxury in the form of a shitty Chevy Nomad, but, uh…it might be enough to give you some inspirations. And I’m not beyond psychedelic wall art with an industrial twist either.
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