→ 004; [action]

[trashed]

[Luceti is just bent on torturing him. If he ever got any major gain, he'd just end up getting pulled back down to earth.

HAHAHA SEE WHAT I DID THERE--

Anyway.

He's having just a bit of bad luck today, seeing as how...well, every time he tries to walk through a doorway, he ends up in a trashcan. It'd happened several times already, and as of yet he hadn't exactly been caught by anyone.

But it was getting really annoying. Whatever Luceti was doing now needed to knock it off.

However, as he tries to enter his own apartment again...

He finds himself in another trash can. Where is he this time? Outside your house? Inside your house? In the trash can underneath the sink...?

Either way, I hope the trash can's not too dirty! Don't freak out too much, either. He won't bite.

Wait, yes he will.

...Engage at your own risk?]

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[Action]

[trashed]

[At least he hadn't gotten hit again. So when she finally realizes what's going on, he grumbles under his breath.]

No kidding. [He huffs, sitting up and brushing himself off. Now that...she didn't look like she was going to come after him with a frying pan.] Whatever, I I really don't care on whether you apologize or not.

[He just wants this to stop happening.]

[Action]

[bubblywishes]

[Wow, what a rotten little tart. No wonder he ended up in her trashcan. Norma shoos Sophie away when she comes to investigate, pointing at the new person and muttering something along the lines of "breakfast". Norma turns back to Sync and snickers.]

You've got a little something... [Pffft--! She points to her head, indicating he should check there. He's got bits of milk and cereal in it. And to add insult to injury--] Man, you stink. This isn't your first dive, huh?

[Action]

[trashed]

[He mutters under his breath as he runs his hand through his hair in an attempt to get the milk and cereal off of it. This was just great.]

I think I can smell myself, thank you. [Though the 'thank you' definitely wasn't said as a way of gratitude.] It's none of your business how many times this has happened to me.

[aka: A Lot.]

[Action]

[bubblywishes]

Yeah, and so can all of Luceti, jeez! [As hilarious as it is, and Norma's definitely laughing, he really does stink. Enough to warrant Norma to scrunch up her nose and hold it with one hand, waving the smell away with the other.]

Oooh, if you wanna clean up, seriously--be my guest! Bathroom's just down the hall from here. You can wash your clothes too, Trashy.

[Yep, that there is his nickname.]

[Action]

[trashed]

[WOW YOU'RE SO RUDE. HE KNOWS HE STINKS OKAY.]

Just down the hall...

[Which involves going through a doorway.



Does he want to--

What was that nickname?] And don't call me that!

[Action]

[bubblywishes]

[JUST MAKING SURE.

Norma nods, jabbing her finger in the direction of the bathroom. She still doesn't remove her other hand from plugging her nose, but she snorts (a bit literally) at the disapproval of her nickname. It's a shame that once Norma gives a nickname, it usually sticks for some time.]

You'd have preferred Stinky? Odor? Garbagio? [LOLOLOL.] That last one's not too bad, maybe I will change it!