James "dumpster fire gijinka" Barnes (
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recolle2017-11-05 02:02 pm
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YOU'RE A DRAMA QUEEN IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN
WHO: James and YOU!
WHERE: Literally anywhere. School, the library, the laundromat, literally. anywhere.
WHEN: throughout the month
WHAT: FIGHT ME, MEET ME IN THE PIT. Or celebrate James's birthday, that too. AKA, November catch-all!
WARNINGS: uh. wanton violence?
fite me.
[ It doesn't matter where you are, or what you're doing, or what James himself is doing. Though he's returned to his more standard attire of band sweaters and pants with copious chains on them, he still has a nasty look in his eye for anyone who dares even look in his direction. He's fine, he'll claim to anyone who asks, but he's really just a powder keg waiting to blow.
So, interact with him at your own risk. Or don't, really--even the quickest of glances or pointing to something in his general vicinity will set him off or whispering something to a friend nearby is all it will take to set him off. ]
hap birf.
[ Come November 13th, James is officially turning 17. Of course, it's the furthest thing from his mind right now and he doesn't bother mentioning it at all, intending to be a grumpy gus on his lonesome all day. But your character, should they find out about his birthday from another source like his sister, perhaps, may want to ambush him and force him into a celebration of sorts...
It's up to you, though, because left to his own devices, he'll scowl his way through the school day and angrily walk his way home from school. ]
(alt) wildcard.
[ I'm setting up a bunch of private top-level stuff for other threads, but if I forgot to write up a prompt for something we talked about then, uh, my bad--please hit up this post with it anyway! ]
WHERE: Literally anywhere. School, the library, the laundromat, literally. anywhere.
WHEN: throughout the month
WHAT: FIGHT ME, MEET ME IN THE PIT. Or celebrate James's birthday, that too. AKA, November catch-all!
WARNINGS: uh. wanton violence?
fite me.
[ It doesn't matter where you are, or what you're doing, or what James himself is doing. Though he's returned to his more standard attire of band sweaters and pants with copious chains on them, he still has a nasty look in his eye for anyone who dares even look in his direction. He's fine, he'll claim to anyone who asks, but he's really just a powder keg waiting to blow.
So, interact with him at your own risk. Or don't, really--even the quickest of glances or pointing to something in his general vicinity will set him off or whispering something to a friend nearby is all it will take to set him off. ]
hap birf.
[ Come November 13th, James is officially turning 17. Of course, it's the furthest thing from his mind right now and he doesn't bother mentioning it at all, intending to be a grumpy gus on his lonesome all day. But your character, should they find out about his birthday from another source like his sister, perhaps, may want to ambush him and force him into a celebration of sorts...
It's up to you, though, because left to his own devices, he'll scowl his way through the school day and angrily walk his way home from school. ]
(alt) wildcard.
[ I'm setting up a bunch of private top-level stuff for other threads, but if I forgot to write up a prompt for something we talked about then, uh, my bad--please hit up this post with it anyway! ]
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way too easily catches natsuo's hands. WHY IS THIS A NEW PLAN. ]
Hm, but I kind of like this new idea better than the old one! [ using natsuo's arms as leverage, if she swings him to the side he can hook his own legs up onto the gymnasium and station himself, cheerfully hanging upside down? ]
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She goes ahead and tosses Hinata up, then reaches back down for James' hands to haul him up too. ]
Everyone's getting through the challenges! James, you get Hinata though, I get you though, and I—-
[ ...Crap, if it's throwing, she'll get left behind. ]
I'll get through and meet you guys at the next obstacle! Climbing and balancing and everything's easy, you just gotta go fast enough, you don't have time to fall!
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What, are you saying Hinata and I need help to get across but you're good enough to do it alone?
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[ hanging upside down, he shoots james a peace sign. ]
Why don't you both rely on your teammates a little more, you know? No matter what, I'll do my best! And you both will, too. So let's believe in our own abilities, yeah?
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James isn't grabbing her hand, but that's fine— Natsuo stretches out just a little further and grabs his hands for him to throw him up like she did Hinata. ]
—Then it's on you, Hina! Pull us both up, and we'll keep going! Like a slinky!
[ Like a slinky, but like. The opposite of a slinky going down the stairs. Do your best, all of you, because the real trial would be to find somebody else to be the Ideas Person that is not Mafuyu "Natsuo" Kurosaki. ]
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[ Welp, there he goes. Now that Natsuo's flung him up--with no warning, no less--he has literally zero control over himself in the air. He soars over the jungle gym in a flailing arc and braces himself for injury--possibly death. If he loses another limb on this playground he is going to kill the both of them. ]
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let's save the death for the actual course
HINATA AND MAFUYU DID NOT THINK THIS THROUGH ]
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But nah, if there's one thing Mafuyu believes in, it's the durability of the human body. Natsuo loses her grip on James and he goes flying, her falling backwards with a yelp as her foot gets stuck in between the bars and leaving her hanging upside down, looking up just in time to see Hinata make contact with James right over her head and—- ]
Teamwork! TEAMWORK!! DON'T FALL OVER HERE!!!
[ As in like. Right on top of her, scrambling to free herself before Hinata steps on her face or James elbows her in the gut. ]
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Natsuo, luckily, is safe, despite James trying to throw his leg out to catch him in his belly-flop fall too. You started this, Natsuo, it's not fair that you should get to escape the consequences of this! ]
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he probably weighs less here so DOWN HE GOES I GUESS ]
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...
[ THEY TRIED. ]
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Sure enough, they all fall down under the weight of James's flailing. He takes a few moments to groan and take stock of any injury--oh good he's still in one piece--before groaning and rolling over. ]
And that. Is why we can't pull this leapfrog crap on the actual course.
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[ and yet he still sounds singsong. and he definitely got kicked by mafuyu WOW... ]
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No, we can do it! I believe in us! Let's just— [ try again? every bone in her body hurts rn ] —take that snack break. Then we can figure out how to do this.
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Fine, no complaints here.
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[ james doesn't strike him as the TEA sort. ]
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Juice! Orange juice!!
[ Who is a tea sort, anyways? Although it might be better for keeping them warm instead of risking getting sick while sitting around in the cold, drenched in sweat... It'll be fine. ]
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[ Hinata is right in that James isn't the tea sort, but he's also not the juice sort. So between those two options, he really doesn't have much of a preference. ]
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[ to james...he'll give options. but anyway he's heading over to where he and james ditched their bags, to start pulling out thermoses and cups and SNACKS. ]
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If they did die back there, then this is heaven. ]
It feels like a real team this way, right? Like how sports teams go out and have barbecue after a tough game... Hey James, how come football isn't like that?
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I already said just give me whatever!
[ He really could not care less, Hinata. All he cares about are the snacks, so he digs into those instead and then looks over to Natsuo. ]
We do it if we win a home game and it's warm enough to have a barbecue. Or Homecoming, that's always practically a party after the game.
[ But Homecoming hasn't happened yet, so no wonder that's news to him. ]
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[ also - ]
A barbecue sounds nice? In that case, we should have one after the actual thing?
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bangs my desk for the actual thing today!!!]With us on the team, we'll win all those home games and the homecoming tournament! [ FULL CONFIDENCE even though she has... no idea what homecoming is ] Ninja Warrior too! Let's use our grand prize money on barbecue!!
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[ He gives them a skeptical look as he takes a massive bite out of his food. By the time he manages to chew it and wash it down with the juice, though, he just shrugs. ]
Yeah, okay.
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[ and like
those other people in ninja warrior, whatever
OBVIOUSLY THEY WILL WIN (they probably won't win) ]
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