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[paradoxlol]

[The camera turns on, upside-down, capturing Arthur's smirking face as he sprawls, halfway falling off, on his couch. He's one of those kids who's hit puberty early, so he looks older than his 13-almost-14 years of age, and he acts older, too, in a desperate attempt to seem like he's awesome. So, expect a lot of cursing, drinking and smoking, because he was a SUPER COOL SUBURBANITE DELINQUENT at this age. Nineties grunge music is playing in the background, because he's managed to get the stereo going, and it looks like his older self still has a few CDs from way back when tucked away. Matching the music, Arthur's wearing flannel, a band t-shirt and ripped jeans. He's gangly and thin, with messy hair curling at the ends. If it weren't for the face, it'd be hard to tell that this is the normally clean-cut Arthur (then again, it could be Rex).

Oh, and Arthur's drunk. It's probably easy to guess by his demeanor. Tsk tsk, Arthur.

He giggles drunkenly and slides off the couch, laughing harder when he hits the ground. The communicator goes tumbling with him, so enjoy that shakycam.]

Whoa, shit! [He sits up and adjusts the communicator so you can see his face again.]

Wow, so, show of hands: who's not still in fuckin' diapers, huh? [He raises his hand.] 'Cause so far all I've seen is a bunch of little spazzes. C'mon, I can't be the only one here whose balls've actually dropped.

Any girls here? I mean real girls. Girls my age. [Which, if anyone asks, is totally 16.]

Also? This is the lamest scared straight program I've ever seen. [He laughs and turns off the communicator.]

[SPAM]
[Arthur's taken the carton of eggs from the fridge in his cabin and he's off to make a menace of himself. You can find him doing one of two things: 1) egging rooms or 2) attempting to break and enter into rooms. You can also find him in the inmate bathrooms, puking. Because he drank too much for his 13-year-old body to handle.

Stay cool, Arthur.]

[OOC: Responses will be slow until the evening!]

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[buildindreemz]

[Ariadne is really not impressed by this whole place, that's for sure. Too many little kids running around, and it's not enough like home. Her hair is pulled back, keeping the curls at bay, though a couple of tendrils have perpetually escaped the ponytail and keep getting into her eyes as she walks.

She's dressed - well, not quite the way she does as an adult. There's no scarf, but her layers are there, she's wearing about three different shirts. Her figure is in that in-between place early in puberty - she's skinny and boyish, but starting to get curves in places, and her face still has traces of baby-like roundness.

When she spots Arthur trying to jimmy the lock on her door, though, she marches over to him and gives his shoulder a shove.]

Dude, get away from my room, okay?

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[paradoxlol]

[Arthur lightly shoves her back without thinking. And then he realizes: GIRL. Time to put his cruise control on cool. He straightens up from his position at the door, then slips into a practiced slouch, shoving his hands in his pockets. What? He doesn't care about anything.]

Oh, relax. I didn't know it was yours. Doubt there's anything I'd want.

[It's probably full of dolls and shit. But! Since she's the only person he's seen who seems to be his age, he doesn't want to instantly and completely alienate her.]

What're you in for, anyway?

[Because he figures this is the world's lamest scared straight program.]

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[buildindreemz]

[Ariadne puts on her most unimpressed face. Of course, she's pretty unimpressed by anything and everything her age. She's a mature adult, okay?]

In for? Nothing. I don't break into people's rooms. [Sniff. Oh, ew.] Or get drunk.

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[paradoxlol]

I'm not drunk. [He snickers.] Scout's honor. [He's so obviously not a Boy Scout.] I'm just, like, in a real fucking good mood. The place they set me up in is pretty awesome. Probably better than whatever you've got in there. [He jerks his thumb at her door.]

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[buildindreemz]

Oh, yeah, I bet. [And now comes the sarcasm.] Beer, posters of half-naked swimsuit models? I'm sure it's just amazing.

[Her room is great, though, okay? She nudges him out of the way and goes to let herself in, because it's her damn room and she wants to get away from this jerkass.]

SPAM

[hatestriangles]

[Perry's not a stupid kid; he recognises the results of someone drinking too much. While Arthur throws up, he's going to start inching out towards the door from the stall he was in. In his experience, if someone's drunk enough to puke? Things can get bad pretty quickly.

Then again, Arthur isn't exactly his dad...]

You're really dumb, drinking like that when you're not a grown up.

[Enjoy some unsolicited kid advice.]

SPAM

[paradoxlol]

[Arthur spits into the toilet and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. Classy.]

Fuck you, I'm not dumb. [He looks over his shoulder at the kid.] What the hell do you know, anyway? You're like five.

SPAM

[hatestriangles]

No, I'm nearly nine. [No, screw you, sir! He sniffs and shoved his hands in his pockets.] An' you are so dumb. If you weren't dumb you wouldn't've puked. [LOGIC.]

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[paradoxlol]

You look five. [But what does Arthur know? NOTHING. Anyway, he stands up straight and looks down at the kid. This is like, the first and only time Arthur will ever be able to look down at Perry.] And you'd probably puke after one drink.

[Yeah, comparing his alcohol tolerance to a nine-year-old's.]

SPAM

[hatestriangles]

Would not. [Yes, he would. But that's not even the point right now. He crosses his arms exaggeratedly over his little chest.] And anyway, I'm not the one with my head in the toilet.

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[nakesnakecobracobra]

[ Medusa is in her room when Arthur tries to break in. She keeps quiet and mostly uses candles for light, so it's entirely probable he thought the place was empty. When she hears someone fiddling with the old iron lock she closes her book with a sigh and gets up to open it. ]

Can I help you?

[ An alarmingly large snake picks its head off the floor to get a look at the would-be intruder, tongue flickering out to taste the air. Medusa looks down her nose at the gangly teenager outside her door. ]

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[paradoxlol]

[Aw shit. Arthur at this age just isn't very bright. He stands up from his crouching position and looks at her defiantly.]

Yeah, you could--

[Whatever 13-year-old sass is about to come out of his mouth is cut short when he sees that snake and jumps back.]

Holy shit! Is that real?

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[nakesnakecobracobra]

[ She smiles wickedly. Ophion has no apparent interest in hurting humans, and is in fact almost sickeningly gentle even with his prey. But Arthur doesn't need to know that. ]

Would you care to find out?

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[paradoxlol]

[He takes a step back then scoffs.]

I'm not scared of it. Snakes are fucking stupid.

[Yeah, he took a step back because he wasn't scared.]

spam;

[nakesnakecobracobra]

Oh yes. Far too stupid to see a retreat like that as anything but the sign of prey.

[ Ophion does seem to be curious about the boy, and begins to uncurl. ]

[timesbureaucrat]

[Narvin is in bright orange and scarlet Academy robes. Like a walking traffic cone. He takes great affront when he sees Arthur egging rooms as he's quite sure that that's against the rules.]

You're going to get in trouble. [He says almost smugly. Watching other children get yelled at is Narvin's idea of fun.]

[paradoxlol]

[Arthur looks at him and arches his brow, tossing one egg in his hand. Really, bro? You want to get smug with him while he's armed with eggs?]

Oh yeah? I'd have to get caught first.

[You gonna tell on him, Narvin? ARE YOU?]

[timesbureaucrat]

[He sure is going to tell on Arthur. If he can find a responsible adult. In the meantime...]

Standing around with eggs in your hands makes it pretty obvious. Plus, I saw you do it.

[He doesn't see how threatening a person holding eggs might be a bad idea.]

[paradoxlol]

Then I guess I'll have to get rid of my eggs.

[He staaaares at the other kid. Then, suddenly, he grins and takes aim with the egg.]

[intofireforever]

[Oh wow, this seems familiar. Laura realizes that the last time she was present for a de-aging flood, being the youngest unaffected person, she attended kid!Arthur's party to make sure neither he nor any of the other kids got hurt.

...she thinks she remembers him trying to smoke and get high from the leaves of a harmless potted plant.]

How old are you?

[This time?]

[paradoxlol]

Sixteen.

[Minus three. He grins at her.]

Wanna party?

[Awwwhhh yeah.]

[intofireforever]

[Well, at least it's one year younger than he claimed to be last time. She sighs almost imperceptibly.]

What do you have in mind?

[paradoxlol]

I've got a bottle of wine with your name on it. It's real shit, too. Fancy. It doesn't even come in a box. [Pause.] What's your name?

[sharpememory]

I'm not in diapers, even if all those other babies probably are.

[impure_tale]

Shit! [He is five, but he will repeat words he thinks sound cool]