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john egbert (ghostyTrickster / ectoBiologist) ([personal profile] longwinded) wrote in [community profile] animus_network2013-04-03 09:28 pm

breath one | text

[Say hello to John Egbert. Say hello to John Egbert's angry texts.]

all questions aside about what the hell is going on here.
who broke my hammer?
because that is just messed up.


[He sends another out a few moments later.]

who is even seeing this?
hi i'm john.
to anyone out there.
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[personal profile] turntechtrainer 2013-04-28 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Course not. She might be made of fire in the mane department but these hooves are solid and nonflammable. [He laughs and leads the way down with his hands in his pockets.]
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[personal profile] turntechtrainer 2013-05-12 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Listen to you, [He snickers as he descends the stiars, leading John downwards deeper into the tower. It's odd but all things in this place are. Lady B picks her own way down with care.] worried of getting hood winked by a horse.
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[personal profile] turntechtrainer 2013-05-17 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
Lady isn't the sort to hoodwink people. She can't be bothered with our pranks. [He stops at the right floor and steps out onto the meadow.] If it makes you more comfortable I'll ride her by myself and show you how harmless it is.
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[personal profile] turntechtrainer 2013-06-08 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Told you, above that. [He swings back up onto Lady B's back and puts Bro back in his pokeball. With a whistle, they're off. At first they move slowly, until he whistles again. Then they're off like a shot. They're like a brush fire, racing over the grass. Nothing burns but you'd think it would. They're so fast and in the distance Dave whoops, his carefree laugh carried back by the wind of their passing.

They dart past John and he salutes with two fingers, his smile a bit crazy. At this speed who wouldn't be a bit high on the freedom?]
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[personal profile] turntechtrainer 2013-06-12 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
[He returns, the fiery horse slowing down to a trot as he whistles for her to slow down. They come to a stop beside John. Dave leans over the side.] Ready?
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[personal profile] turntechtrainer 2013-06-12 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dave offers his hand to John as he settles back on Lady B's back. Whenever John grabs it, he'll pull him up behind him.] Just grab onto me. Or you'll fall off.
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[personal profile] turntechtrainer 2013-06-13 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[They're off before John says, 'this'. It's not at a trott either. Lady B races across the meadow like a shot in the dark. Dave leans forward into the wind with a wild grin. This is what he enjoys about riding. No normal horse would ever compare. He's ruined for anything slower.]
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[personal profile] turntechtrainer 2013-06-22 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
[If John had pissed himself while clinging to Dave thus getting his butt piss soaked, he'd have knocked him off, swear to god. As it is, they're racing across the ground faster than any car could manage. Yes.]
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[personal profile] turntechtrainer 2013-06-27 09:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Well don't think of getting his ass piss soaked!!!
Dave glances back at John with a bonefide grin on his face. The wind is messing up his hair and he looks more alive than ever. He faces forward, spurring Lady B to greater speed.]