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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2017 7:38 pm
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Shiloh was pretty good at bike riding. He could do the stunts, used to avidly follow BMX shenanigans, ate s**t plenty of times trying to copy his idols. While he was busy with a pair of handle bars, his brother had picked up the skateboard, and while Shiloh was quick to defend how cool bikes were, he had to admit that longboarding had one hell of a charm. Sure, he knew how to keep his balance well enough on one, but he wasn't... efficient by any stretch of the imagination.
He ended up in Otherworld one cloudy afternoon, and it was perfect. He wasn't about to let someone in the real world watch him undoubtedly bust his a** every other second. Not only would it be utterly humiliating, but his plants would start blooming out of his scrapes and gashes, and that wasn't really good for someone who was trying to hide his magic from the general populace. No way they'd let him do social work if that s**t got out.
Eat s**t take number 4: Shiloh was currently sitting on the curb with an overturned skateboard next to him as he fussed furiously with his knuckles. He wasn't mad at least. Only way he'd ever learn was through working at it, and blood never bothered him.
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2017 7:15 pm
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"The Fae dance sacrifice bullshit." He waved his hand. "It's neither here nor there, ******** it. It sucked. I don't want you to touch me either, Jesus." He rolled his eyes, "Not like that."
"Anyway, I don't really, like, care." He sighed, his arms unfolding, one scratching the back of his head. "You don't like it, fine, it's whatever. I don't even really know what it feels like, so I can't say anything, not my place, happy?" He huffed. "All I wanna know is why you whacked my brother in the face. Because of the touch thing? I doubt he knew you were one either."
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Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2017 7:03 pm
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He listened quietly. "Still don't think that's a good reason to whack him." He sighed. "Ollie didn't mean to make you feel awkward. Don't gotta be a b***h about it."
Still though, he wavered a little. "Families ******** suck." He said after a while. "I love Oliver 'cause he's my brother, but he's the only good thing that ever came out of our ********' family. I never said you had to like the ******** touch." He shrugged, "Hell, I probably wouldn't like that s**t with strangers either. Not family." He had Jamie and his brother and that was enough family for him. Sure he was open on the friends account now, but family made him think of his Dad, of his Mom, and that was no ******** good.
"Look." He sighed, "Can you at least ******** apologize to him? I don't wanna wheel off punching you in the face too 'cause it'll make my boyfriend cry if he learns I've been getting into fights again. Which," he warned, "My boyfriend is a moonwalker too. You touch his a** too and it ain't gonna be pretty, I don't give a ******** if it's an accident."
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