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Jade Harley | gardenGnostic ([personal profile] nukeoleptic) wrote in [community profile] paradisalogs2013-07-28 07:32 pm

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Who: Dave Strider & Jade Harley
What: Dave Strider is a deadbeat dad.
When: Sunday, 7/28
Where: In the castle.
Rating: PG? PG-13 maybe for language.

Jade figured that Dave should just count himself lucky that she didn't ask for child support, and if she hadn't grown up so accustomed to Bec, having a near-sentient hellbeast for a pet might have been a little more jarring. As it was, she was incredibly fond of Rock.

She was also incredibly fond of forcing Dave to take Rock on walks.

So she stands right outside his room, leash in hand, and raps her knuckles twice on Dave's door. "Daaaave, hurry uuup. It's your turn today, he has missed you!" Yeah no sorry bro, you're not getting out of this one.
anytime: disc@captaincrapster (oh shit)

[personal profile] anytime 2013-07-29 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, shit.

Normally, he could pretend he wasn't in, even if the likelihood of him not being in his room when he wasn't pestering Rose or Jade was abysmally low. But at least it'd be an option when he wasn't blasting music and the sound weren't clearly permeating through the door.

A guy needs his time to catch up with Snoop, a'ight.

"No way, I'd know if it were my turn." He opts to talk through the door, over the music, instead of answering it. "It's barely even started to not be my turn, so don't try to con me."
anytime: alpha@luzerna (come the fuck on)

[personal profile] anytime 2013-07-29 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
Dave looks up at her from his seat on the floor, disgruntled, and is fortunately wearing pants. He is also wearing an appropriately ironic t-shirt.

"He's a giant fire-rat, Jade, he doesn't miss me. If anything, he misses the Doritos I'd feed him."

He waves a bag of them at her in return, the classic Nacho Cheese.
anytime: knight@readysetjeans (bluh)

[personal profile] anytime 2013-07-29 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Dave looks around her at Rock, who comes snuffling in like a Sesame Street puppet on steroids and minus the actual puppetry, since that would freak him out.

"Dude, no, back up. This isn't a fair trade at all. If you're going to make me take the Pokémon, confiscating the Doritos is out of the question. And besides, I'm busy."

With his other hand, he picks up the SBAHJifier in his lap. See? Totally busy.
anytime: knight@astrons (what an exciting icon)

[personal profile] anytime 2013-08-03 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
He responds by setting down the SBAHJifier to pop open the sizable bag of Doritos, staring pointedly at Jade all the while, before reaching in to offer a couple to Rock.

The Pokémon is getting his fair share of chips, alright. This is the face of responsible parenthood.
anytime: alpha@lexxercise (what the hell)

[personal profile] anytime 2013-08-03 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey," Dave protests. "That's fucking cheating. And also rude as hell. Did you take the time to wish up a year's stock of never-moldy Doritos, Jade? I don't think so."

Rock meanwhile snuffs at his hand, licking the orange dust off him, and Dave makes a slight face.

Monster drool.
anytime: knight@alyssaties (not the puppets)

[personal profile] anytime 2013-08-11 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
It's a matter of pride now. He has to be as stubborn as possible. So Dave folds his arms, still cross-legged on the floor.

"No way. You've got it in your head that I'm being reluctant for the sake of being reluctant, but this is like. Straight up refus—fuck!"

Rock takes this as his cue to happily flop all 175+ pounds of Pokémon onto Dave, sending him toppling backwards.
anytime: knight@mspaintadventures (trolls; dont touch my cape)

[personal profile] anytime 2013-08-20 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
This is so not cool. Almost as uncool as losing his shit around puppets.

Dave lies on his back for a moment, arms flopped uselessly to either side of him, and stares up at the ceiling. Rock snorts happily, still stretched over his torso, and hopefully doesn't catch anything on fire with his blazing ruff.

"I'm reporting you to Social Services."
anytime: alpha@kanda3egle (displeased dave)

[personal profile] anytime 2013-08-24 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fine."

His tone is flat as hell.

"I'm gonna teach him to shit in your room."
anytime: alpha@ahsatan (puppets; screaming)

[personal profile] anytime 2013-08-25 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
Dave props himself up on one elbow to watch her leave, before dropping his head back to the floor. He considers staying in the same position until Jade returns to pick up their Pokéchild, but obviously won't because that's boring.

...Rock will have a large quantity of orange dust on his muzzle and roar along to any music by the time Jade gets back, though, so Dave can't consider it a total waste.