StayFocusd is gonna lock me out in about 30 minutes. Good to be back, folks. Let me know if I owe.))
June 2013
I have an old house, myself. If the brick itself is damaged, not the mortar, it usually calls for replacement.
“I’ll have to buy replacement bricks. And, ah—repair the drywall, repaint, remove some remaining bricks…”
“I may have gotten a little carried away.”
Ah, d-doing renov-vations, are you?
((My version of Ples is just as made up as any OC…well, maybe not, but only like 5% less. I do try to keep him canon, but let’s face it: I have not too much to go on.
I’m not any kind of authority regarding the character. One of my greatest fears is Stone finding this blog.
You write that smutfic, mang, and you have fun doing it. Right on, right on (write on, write on). Fish on, fish on.))
tiktiktikboom replied to your post: “Anyone know the best way to go about patching a…
What are the materials involved? Brick? Stone?
“Brick.”
“Any ideas?”
I have an old house, myself. If the brick itself is damaged, not the mortar, it usually calls for replacement.
Yesgood, no sass. Just some teeth. Tibby tapped at one, but then withdrew, turning Dok’s head this way and that, examining.
Ples sighed forlornly. He really was useless. And it probably made him a bad person.
Any assistance would be appreciated…
Or, well, maybe he shouldn’t have said that, in light of recent events. Well, Ples certainly wasn’t going to poke around someone’s (ware)house, looking for a certain individual. He certainly couldn’t tell Charlie.
Ah, n-no. I’ll. Well, I’ve stayed long enough. I’ll just…go on my way/
[She shifted a little on her clawed toes before offering him a small tentative nod.]
Well alright..
Uh.
I’ll.. let y’know when things are all.. [Charlie waved her hands about. Not very descriptive. But this was the best she could do.]
Y’know. Alright.

Ah, thank you. I do appreciate it.
Goodnight, Charlie.
He’s just gonna chill the fuck out in the current, current timeline. I’ll get to replies now, assume he did it when things had died down a little.))
(( plz, ples.
dok never learned to swim. ))
((I meant get high. That’s why I posted all the runes, haha. When he trips, he usually perceives things to be underwater: cool, slow, heavy.
I don’t think Ples ever did, either. You don’t get to be as pasty as that by going outside and doing activities.))
(( [SQUINTS LOUDLY AND SKREEECHES]
I FORGOT HE WAS DOING THAT SHIT OMF ))
((He does it so much, I earned a place on Buggers’ relationship page! No one knows about it, except for Worth.))
(( u gunna be in so much trouble mister ))
((Shhhh, Dok, shhhh. Just go back to bed. Nice, comfy bed. And Ples will get high at the bottom of the ocean with Aquaman.))
And it isn’t a problem. It’s what we are.
It was a problem, really, but pride had been wounded. He slammed the car door shut.
Go inside, you idiot! You’ll burn.
Was this really going to happen?
[He held his hands up. See? No flames? No fire. Special sunscreen, remember? He wouldn’t be surprised if Tiben forgot. He seemed to have more memory problems than Ticker. Jesus.
With his hands still up, he walked into the store.]
Com’on. We’re gettin’ ya swim trunks. Lessgo.
…
…I will go inside with you, but that’s all. We certainly aren’t going to swim.
Submersion = sinking.
We’re goin’ in tha wa’er.
[He came back out and got hold of Tiben by the front of his vest and physically dragged him into the store with him.]
Yer gettin’ swim trunks.
Tiben wasn’t even sure he was completely informed on what “trunks” might be, not the swimming kind anyway. Whatever happened to the swimming costumes? He shoved Dok off of his vest; he would go quietly, anything to expedite the process.
He’s just gonna chill the fuck out in the current, current timeline. I’ll get to replies now, assume he did it when things had died down a little.))
(( plz, ples.
dok never learned to swim. ))
((I meant get high. That’s why I posted all the runes, haha. When he trips, he usually perceives things to be underwater: cool, slow, heavy.
I don’t think Ples ever did, either. You don’t get to be as pasty as that by going outside and doing activities.))
(( [SQUINTS LOUDLY AND SKREEECHES]
I FORGOT HE WAS DOING THAT SHIT OMF ))

((He does it so much, I earned a place on Buggers’ relationship page! No one knows about it, except for Worth.))
That is putting it lightly. I don’t even like going outside, if I can avoid it.
He needed tea. Or runes. Runes. Runes yes.
…is Doctor Worth in?
Well if you’ll allow it… [She sort of emphasized the words, because she didn’t really ask for permission for anything. From anyone. But.. She supposed she could, in this case.]
I’ll do my best t’take care o’ things so y’don’ hafta.
[She tilted her head at the question.]
He should be home.. Last I checked.
Did y’need somethin’..?
Ples sighed forlornly. He really was useless. And it probably made him a bad person.
Any assistance would be appreciated…
Or, well, maybe he shouldn’t have said that, in light of recent events. Well, Ples certainly wasn’t going to poke around someone’s (ware)house, looking for a certain individual. He certainly couldn’t tell Charlie.
Ah, n-no. I’ll. Well, I’ve stayed long enough. I’ll just…go on my way/
He’s just gonna chill the fuck out in the current, current timeline. I’ll get to replies now, assume he did it when things had died down a little.))
(( plz, ples.
dok never learned to swim. ))
((I meant get high. That’s why I posted all the runes, haha. When he trips, he usually perceives things to be underwater: cool, slow, heavy.
I don’t think Ples ever did, either. You don’t get to be as pasty as that by going outside and doing activities.))
Ples had wisdom for these sorts of situations. It was always the same:
Drink more tea. It helps, really it does.
He took a deep breath and exhaled harshly. But he did as Ples instructed and lifted the cup of to drink it slowly. He had to use both hands as he was shaking at first, but he seemed to gradually calm down as he drank.
He brought the teapot over and put it on the table. This was a multi-cup type of situation.
He’s just gonna chill the fuck out in the current, current timeline. I’ll get to replies now, assume he did it when things had died down a little.))



