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 Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 1:42 am
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In a place where I can hide
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It was interesting to watch someone cook, really he only ever watched his mother cook, and it had been a long time since he'd even done that. "Oh? I'm an only child but my parents spoiled me." he added with a little laughter. His parents had treated him very well, though spoiled wasn't the best word for it. They tried to make up for all the suffering that he had been put through in his life and so they made sure that he was always cared for and had someone to turn to when things were confusing or painful.
"22." he said proudly. It wasn't really all that old, he was actually pretty young, though he wasn't near the party animal that most people his age were. "I'm pretty young for a teacher though!" he added, raising a finger in the air as though this were an important point.
Soon after responding though the skuntank he had seen entering the house came into the kitchen. "Hi~" he chimed to her with a small wave, kicking his feet a bit over the counter. "No thank you, steak is my favorite! Worth the wait." he smiled to her to show that he did still appreciate the offer.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 1:55 am
 _______☆ ☆ ☆ J A C K I E . S T R I P E+++++++++++++++++++++++++Jackie the Skuntank continued to eat her sweet and spicy sandwich. It was delicious. She loved it. But it would taste much better with cranberry bread rather than just dried cranberries. Oh well. Jackie continued to eat her sandwich hungrily. Feeling the food hit her stomach, she smiled slightly. Her stomach seemed satisfied with the food she ate. Jackie turned to the Seaking from before, who chimed a greeting to her after she arrived inside the kitchen. She removed a hand from her chicken sandwich, to give him a single wave of the hand.
She then heard the fish gijinka's response to her offer. She shrugged. "'Kay," she replied simply. The skuntank just stood there, leaning against the counter. Devouring her homemade sandwich. Once she finished the whole sandwich, her teeth chewed the remnants of the food in her mouth. Then swallowed. Her dark purple eyes turned to the Seaking. She gave him a slight smile. At first, he looked kinda like the shy type. But he seems more bubbly. Jackie chuckled lightly. After watching the man, she decided to introduce herself. Afterall, she would be stuck here for a while. Might as well get to know a few people. And hey, maybe she might like one of these people. "I'm Jackie, by the way," she said, a slight smirk on her face. She took one of her hands and ruffled up the back of her head where the mohawk was. Her dark purple eyes were hard, yet warm.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 6:47 am
 Aefes Colim ------------- It was odd, the more the Seaking spoke, the more intoxicating his voice seemed, & that only pissed him off. All of this was starting to just rub him the right way which wasn't suiting him well at all. Cause if it was rubbing him the right way, it made him feel all tingly & happy, which led to stupid crushes & lovers & that was not what he wanted at all. He would just have to do something that would get rid of that weird feeling is all. At the mention of the Seaking being an only child he chuckled & breifly looked to him. "Well she's not my actual sister, I just take care of her since her family pretty turned their back on her. I really don't know why though cause she's so sweet." He spoke with the utmost truth, he'd never known her to be cruel or heartless. As he spoke he added the proper ingredients to the steak & checked on the potatoes & home made gravy as well. It was acually the first time he'd made gravy since Thea didn't much like it, so he was hoping it would come out right but he was peering over a cook book for it anyway.
He again looked over at the Seaking whom had just proclaimed himself a teacher, which intrigued him. "So I guessed right then." He said more to himself, concluding he had guessed right that he was in his 20's & found it more interesting that he may be walking the line with this guy since he was 5 years older than himself. But it wasn't the first time, & certainly wouldn't be the last. "A teacher?" A devious smirk crossed his face as a dirty thought ran through his head, but shook his head before the Seaking would notice his strange smirk, returning it to the gentle smile before.
The moment was how ever broken as the Skuntank walked in, the very one he recalled snapping at him & the group of people from the Haunted Mansion, but she seemed a lot nicer than she was then. & if it wasn't for the fact he was cooking & that Niemi was there he would've made a comment on it but held his tongue not wanting to seem like a complete jerk in front of the Seaking. Instead he kept quiet listening in, & looked over at the Skuntank as she offered a sandwich, but upon looking over the ingredients he quickly retracted any thoughts of one. The sandwich didn't even seem like a sandwich, he didn't even know what to call it, but in his book that wasn't a sandwich. Shivering from the odd ingredients she had he looked back to the food, answering her from there. "Nah, I'm good, thanks anyway." The Feebas chuckled hearing that steak was his favorite which only made him want to do even better with it, & made him realize he hadn't even asked how he liked his steak. "Niemi, do you like your steak cooked all the way through or do you prefer some pink in it?" Aefes wasn't one for fancy names, it was just easier to say you like a little pink or not. While he waited though he kept an eye for the Skuntank, who seemed to be giving these weird looks, & he knew that look anywhere. It was odd though, usually he wouldn't care cause he knew he'd get the prize in the end anyway, but for somereason it was really bugging him. All these feelings were bugging him! It hasn't even been a full day & the Seaking was already making him feel weird.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 9:34 am
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Apple just shrugged off the feebas obvious competitiveness and dislike for her. In the end, if anyone was given the choice, they'd choose all this over that freckled mess anyway, she thought, a smile creeping over her lips. She decided to continue exploring the house, it was rather large and knowing her way around it would give her more security. She found the phone room, large with glass doors...glass doors seemed to be a theme in this house. She supposed it made filming easier. She found a nice deck, that looked just perfect for cookouts and lead right out to the ocean.
Eventually her exploring came full circle and she was back in the kitchen. Aefes appeared to be cooking while the seaking was seated on the counter, and skunktank she hadn't seen before was enjoying a sandwich. She reached around the group and pulled another drink from the fridge, the same she'd had earlier. "Do you drink?" she asked the man and then motioned to the skunktank as well. She was more than willing to spice up this dull looking scene.
She pulled out a few different drinks from the fridge, and some stuff from under the island that she had seen earlier. Soon the island was covered in alcoholic beverages. "I'm not the best drink mixer...but we can have fun trying!" she winked, tossing her head back and taking a huge gulp of the drink in her hand.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 5:40 pm
I need serenity
In a place where I can hide
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x Niemi continued to just kick his feet, lightly tapping the side of the island with his combat boots with each little kick. It seemed that the skuntank was fine with him not accepting her offer. And soon after introduced herself, he had forgotten to do such earlier. "Oh it's nice to meet you, my name is Niemi. Niemi Narhi." he introduced himself, adding his full name. It wasn't a bad name, at least he didn't think so. It was Finnish.
It seemed that the young woman liked to mess with her own hair, actually he could understand that, it seemed like such a fun hairstyle. However, he would never have the heart to hack off any of his pretty white hair, he would be too afraid of ruining it and he loved having so much of it.
Apparently Aefes's sister wasn't a real sister, but still it was sweet and also still something Niemi hadn't had. "Well that's very nice of you." he added with a smile. And apparently the feebas had guessed his age, that was fine, looking 22 was a good thing in his opinion. "Mhm. I teach high school English courses." he said proudly, obviously happy with the job, "It's really nice actually, sometimes I get students that are really talented." he was very happy with his job but it had been hard to get it, most places won't hire a teacher so young to teach high school students but Niemi was highly qualified and also already a successful novelist so they couldn't really turn him down at that point.
He was soon snapped back to the world with the question of how he liked his steak and he quickly responded, "Well done, please." happily, it was obvious he hadn't needed to think on it at all. And then the friendly gengar from earlier entered. "I do sometimes." he responded after a moment of thought. He was no heavy drinker but sometimes he drank a little, it wasn't something that he did in heavy doses as he was sort of a light weight.
When she started pulling out an arsenal of alcohol he tugged his legs up onto the counter, sitting on it with crossed legs and a curious look. "I'm game." he responded, assuming it was better to try to have a little fun with these people rather than locking himself up in his room and burying himself away.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 6:22 pm
Aefes Colim ------------- As he kept his eyes over the Seaking, listening in & echoing the full name of the male in his head he smirked once his attention returned back to the freckled boy. He wasn't one for talent other than anything beyond the stove or bed, other than that he was pretty useless since his sex drive took over his entire school years after the age of about 10. Even now it was controlling his life & he couldn't say he didn't like it. But hearing the way Niemi spoke of getting talented students gave him a bitter taste, like he wouldn't end up being eligible for the male after all since he wasn't smart. Shaking his head he returne dhis gaze back to the steak he was cooking just as Niemi told him how he prefered it, which didn't take much longer after he finished the potatoes. But just as he finished the meal, someone he did not wish to see at all made herself present alogn with many bottle of alcohol that were hiding within the fridge.
He didn't know how he should react to this, & became even more stunned when the Seaking was game for it. Pretty much meant this meal he slaved over making was going to be a waste since it'd be vomited back up in due time. On top of that, Aefes had never touched alcohol to his tongue before so this would be new to him. It wasn't that he disliked the beverages, they seemed like an interesting waste of time, but they just never really caught his interest enough. With a facaded pout Aefes glared at the Seaking as he placed his hands on his hips. "I just made you food & now your going to drink?" He whined, but soon retracted realizing just how much of a nagger he sounded like, then sighed heavily turning back away to slice the steak in half since it was quite large & grabbed his half of food before briefly glancing at the Seaking again. "Don't come crying to me if you puke it back up." This time hostility was spread in his voice like melted butter as he turned & left the room, leaving what food was left that he made for Niemi. He felt so angry, angry with the Skuntank & Gengar for intruding & wanted no more than to throw a tantrum like a child right now.
But as always he held himself back only pouting with a twisted expression his face as he angrily chomped on the steak, practically stomping down the hall until he saw a head of hair that he so faintly recalled. How could he forget it? "Ah~ Lumi! Are you hungry? I made some food but I don't think I'll be able to eat it all by myself." It was lucky he came across him, the male always seemed to do the trick of taking his mind off of petty problems, & what he had been stomping away from was definitely a petty problem. The plate of food that consisted of a half steak & a large amount of potatoes, was held out to the Magmortar as he faked a gentle smile to replace his sudden temper. He didn't really understand why he was so angry, he just knew it was because of the Skuntank & Gengar that he was.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 7:20 pm
_______☆ ☆ ☆ J A C K I E . S T R I P E+++++++++++++++++++++++++Jackie the Skuntank listened to the seaking introduce himself. Calling himself Neimi. Neimi Narhi. Sounded Finnish. Her name was French and American. Jacqueline Stripe. However, she hated it when someone called her that. Its either Jack or Jackie. Jackie would kick your a** for calling her Jacqueline. The skuntank hated having lots of hair. Before she had a mohawk, she grew her hair out to where it looked like the gengar's. But it was hard to have the long hair when you are a professional fighter. The hair getting in your face. So Jackie cut it all off and made it a mohawk. Yes. She did it all by herself. Jackie thought she did a pretty good job.
But Neimi's hair was beautiful. Like silken white threads, cascading down his handsome face. It looked beautiful. Personally, she hated long hair. But on this guy, it fitted perfectly for his face and physique. Unlike the Gengar. Her hair just looked odd on her. The skuntank just stood there, after completing eating her sandwich. Her body leaned against the counter top, her arms crossed across her chest.
Jackie then heard a girl burst into the kitchen. It was the slutty looking Gengar. Hearing the gengar ask the seaking and the skuntank if they drink, Jackie nodded. She drank. Heck, she drank last night. The girl didn't drink those martinis or those girly frilly drinks. She settled for like a margarita or whiskey or rum. Maybe a manhattan. She hated those drinks that girls usually drink. Jackie sighed. "Just a glass of vodka would be fine," she said. She didn't want the gengar screwing up drinks and wasting alcohol. She hated that.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 8:56 pm
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Apple laughed as the feebas stormed off. He seemed pretty easily frustrated, and she of course was not. Any "challenge" or animosity only seemed to make her laugh and feel like she was dominating the situation even more, even when that wasn't the case. "Toodles love!" she said with a wink and a giggle. She was enjoying this more than she thought she would. This show was turning out to be quite a delight, and they had only just begun.
The gengar was pleased to hear that the seaking would enjoy a drink or two with her. She had wondered if he might be too reserved for that, he seemed to be quite a bit more conservative and she wasn't sure what to make of him yet. She was also more than prepared to drink down some drinks with the other girl. The girl seemed to be quite interesting, definitely a tomboy. Apple would have to feel her out some more too.
The purple haired beauty poured a glass of vodka for the skunktank. "Here you are dear," she said handing it to her. She quickly hopped up on the island, opposite the counter where the seaking sat and mimicked his seating position. "And what will you have? Or do you want me to surprise you?" she said with a wink.
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 10:52 pm
I need serenity
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x Niemi was pleased watching all of the busy people around him. It seemed like they were getting along now which was a good thing to him, probably a bad thing to the producers. But it was a good thing wasn't it? That the pale man was making friends. He could use more of a social life, he kept to himself most of the time and didn't really keep friends for very long. Believe it or not, as harmless as he seemed people were afraid to stay close to him for long once they got to know him. The reason being something that he didn't tend to tell people upon first meeting, only telling those close to him.
But a little pout became apparent on the fish's face when he was snapped at for accepting the offer of a drink. The feebas obviously hadn't really gotten a feel for the type of person that Niemi was yet, he wasn't the type to drink until he was spending the day by the toilet. He had just accepted the offer of a drink, not an offer to get drunk off his a**. "I wasn't planning on drinking that much." he said leaning forward with his palms on the counter, making his childish pout more apparent. But it seemed that Aefes was not willing to listen to an explaination as he stormed out of the room, upset with the seaking. "Uh!" he sounded indignantly, making it obvious that he was upset by the rude act, folding his arms over his chest now, that pout firmly in place as his expression.
But when Jackie made the request for her drink it reminded him that other people were in the room. Vodka was pretty strong and something that Niemi just couldn't drink straight like that, it was a bit surprising that a lady would and he watched as the gengar provided her with the drink. "You can just surprise me." he responded with a soft smile, weakly, still upset by the feebas's tantrum.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 1:51 pm
 I may seem unapproachable
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Nails done, hair done, makeup done (though not too heavily just some neat eyeshadow and eyeliner). All professionally done ofcourse, considering the fact that his brother and himself were professionals. He was sure that his brother was following behind him on his way to the door, but he didn't bother to check because he was used to him keeping up. The pink haired man had to set a few bags down to open the door but promptly picked them back up as he entered, kicking the door shut behind himself assuming Zeph would open it once he got to the door.
"The twins are here!" he called out with a laugh, sure that the reason they were on the show was the novelty of twins that were not only identical but also worked together as beauticians. He could see some people were already there, some in the kitchen, some in a hallway area(?) "Mesa Dubois, and you all?" he introduced, making sure that he was loud enough for both groups to hear him, and hoping that would call them all into the same area to chit chat, figure each other out, and perhaps discuss the unique qualities that made them good for the show. He was very eager to dive right into socializing in the home and promptly tossed his bags aside, them landing on the floor next to the couch though it was more of placing them there then tossing as he was far more careful with his things.
In his mind he was this pretty little diva that had just made a grand entrance, but in all actuality he was more like an excited little kid entering the large home with wide eyes and a huge smile. It was cute in that naive sort of way, but he didn't catch the fact that he was lacking in the intimidation department at the moment.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 2:31 pm
Aefes Colim ------------- While he waited for the Magmortar to respond in those mere seconds the sound of a door swinging open & moments later slamming shut along with sound of bags hitting the floor caught the Feebas' attention into looking away from the other male towards the source of the noise. As he looked over, a voice chimed loudly, & rather confidently, it was kinda of annoying to a point that it seemed he would have yet more competition, even if he did personally know the male already. Sure he was pretty, but he could tell what type the male was just by looking over him. Not only that but he knew him enough from the hair salon. He went every now & then to treat himself, but lately hadn't been able since his money was getting sucked up more & more by the Krabby. To him that Mesprit was untouchable, not that he was interested anyway. "Mesa?" His brown eyes stared blankly towards the male while his hands were full with a fork in one & a plate of food on the other.
He wasn't sure the guy would remember him since he hardly ever got to come around, after all they had ridiculously high prices just to be pampered, & going there was like sitting in high class on a plane. Or to him it was anyway. "You probably don't remember me, but I'm Aefes." The freckled male spoke in a bored tone then returned his glance back at the Magmortar in front of him with a childish smile still waiting for him to say something, but seconds after decided instead of waiting he'd make the move like he always did. It didn't even occur to him the Azelf of the twins was missing, nor did he care much for. "C'mon, I worked really hard on it. Just try some." Again he ushered him to eat some of the food he made originally for the Seaking & himself as he held up the food with a square of the steak cut & stabbed onto the fork.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 2:57 pm
I may seem unapproachable
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"I'm sorry..I know I've seen you before I just can't seem to recall where." he apologized, his hands now fumbling with all the fluff and puff at the end of his coat, a faint shade of pink flaring up across his cheeks showing that it truly made him embarrassed for forgetting. "Maybe you wouldn't mind refreshing my memory?" he offered, taking a seat now on the couch where he had set his things.
He soon realized though that the feebas was trying to feed what was apparently his cooking to the magmortar that had yet to speak up, at least not with Mesa around. He took the chance to look around and attempt to get a feel for the home and its inhabitants. There was of course Aefes whom seemed like the social type of guy from what he could tell, the magmortar he couldn't quite tell much of since he had yet to speak but he did wear peculiar clothing so he would expect something out of the ordinary. There was a gengar in the kitchen that was barely clothed and had very large....ahem. She was most likely about as confident as the mesprit if not more so, probably quite the flirt as well. A skuntank and seaking were all that was left as far as he could see, the skuntank eating a sandwich and the seaking seated on the counter. The skuntank wasn't wearing much of a top either really. They all seemed to have rather interesting hair which was refreshing, it got old seeing the same hair cut all the time.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 3:12 pm
_______☆ ☆ ☆ J A C K I E . S T R I P E+++++++++++++++++++++++++Jackie took the glass of pure vodka into her hand and sighed. She leaned against the counter, near the fridge, the seaking, and the feebas. The gengar sat casually on the island that was stationed in the center of the kitchen. The skuntank raised the clear glass to her mouth, her lips pressing against the rim of the glass. Her hand flicked the glass, making it tilt. She felt the strong vodka run down her throat. The powerful and strong clear alcohol burned her throat and made it hard and rough. Jackie lowered the glass from her mouth, cringing from the burning in her throat from the drink. She stood there, glass in hand. She watched the others. Jackie could handle vodka straight in a glass just fine. Her voice was rough already. She didn't mind. Jackie heard Neimi's request for a surprise drink made by Apple.
Then, a loud announcement came from the living room. It sounded like a man, announcing his arrival. Jackie rolled her eyes as she took another sip of the straight vodka. The announcement of one's arrival was self centered and vain. Which was why Jackie never stepped into a room and shouted her arrival. It was just stupid. People don't need to know about your arrival. Even if the people don't really care about you. The mohawked skuntank sighed. It was humid beyond the house. Stupid Miami. It was like the waiting room for death. So many old people were in Florida. Miami seemed like one of the few places in Florida where there were younger people around her age. There were even younger people. All at Disney World and Sea World and Six Flags. Jackie stood there, bored as hell. She turned to the others. Might as well start a conversation. She is gonna be stuck with them for a while. She should get to know them a little. "So what do you all do? Career wise," she asked, her voice rough, mainly from the vodka.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 3:21 pm
Aefes Colim ------------- When the Mesprit responded just as quickly he pouted at the Magmortar & set the fork on the plate taking note the food was probably starting to chill, but looked to the voice that spoke to him, placing the free hand on his hip while the other held the plate much like a waiter would hold silver platters. "Mmm, I've been to your salon a few times, but with your prices & my wage I don't get to go so often." He spoke with a pout wishing he really had a better job & often times was starting to think of working at a brothel rather than that grease bucket he currently worked at. He'd certainly earn more money there than he did now. "So it's understandable you wouldn't remember me." He further explained but didn't make a move towards him, not wanting to leaving the Magmortar vulnerable to the Mesprit's grasp. He didn't know why but he felt a sudden feel of possesiveness towards the fire type.
The feeling fired him up, but at always he facaded that anger behind his current expression which so happened to be a pout. Aefes didn't really understand much of the reason he felt possesive over Lumi, but didn't bother going too into detail over it & convinced himself it was just mere instinct. Like a wolf with it's mate would behave. Wait... Mate? Well bed mate maybe, but he hadn't even broken the male into letting him do such a thing yet. Ever since the night at the Haunted House he tried to keep his distance a little, but couldn't help playing around to make him blush. It was so easy & it amused him how he reacted everytime. "By the way this is Lumi~" He decided to introduce, though not correctly knowing the male would butt in & introduce himself right, & smiled widely pointing at the flame haired boy next to him. It was only a matter of time before Lumiente did it himself, so he figured he'd beat him to the finish line even though he really did not want them knowing one another.
But just as he introduced Lumi, the Skuntank spoke up, her voice sounding a bit rough, which made Aefes make a disgruntled expression for a moment & decide maybe he shouldn't answer. He wasn't proud of his job at all, it was the ultimate losers job & he knew that, but such was the life he had have since his sex drive took up what time he had extra. Maybe he could just lie about it then? It's not like anyone here would know the difference. "I actually work at a brothel." He chuckled at his own lie, it was more appealing to him rather than McDonalds. But whether people believed him or not was a different story, & he hadn't taken in account that it'd probably just scare off the Magmortar until after he said it. His chuckle died down as he slowly realized it & quickly shoved the cut steak into his mouth so he didn't say anything else stupid. Now what? Why was he even so worried about it in the first place? This was all starting to irratate him again.
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 11:07 pm
[I'll pretty this up later, he doesn't have a post set up yet QQ]
Zeph followed behind his brother, slightly less enthusiastic. In one hand was a rolling luggage bag, in the other a large duffel bag. His small frame was bent down from the weight. Apparently Mesa had already begun conversing with their new roommates, very typical of him. And of course Zeph couldn't miss out on the fun. "Hello hello everyone!" he called upon passing the threshold of the house. His voice was sing-songy and the words were spoken with a light british accent. His brother had seated himself on the couch so he decided to follow to the living room, stick with what you know.
The azelf dropped his bags down at the end of the couch and leaned over it, in between Mesa and the feebas who was to be his roommate. "What are we talking about?" he said, butting into whatever ongoing conversations were occurring. He was a very nosey person, always wanting to know what the big "scoop" was. It was just in his nature. And of course when he found out said scoop he would spread it like a viral disease to anyone willing to listen.
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