IC Prospective: Marina Prescott

[cantfightthisfire]

Character: Marina Prescott
Canon: Original Character
Mun: Jamesy
Plot specific: N
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Apparently I'm antisocial. Apparently I needed to get a journal so that I could get to know everyone better. Apparently this is supposed to make me quit acting out and breaking rules or something. I'm just gonna go ahead and say bullshit on that one. I don't wanna know any of you, I don't fucking care about anything going on in your lives, and the less I see of that creepyass flying teacher's face, the better. God, this is just bullshit.

But payback's a bitch, I hope whoever made me get this likes that hole I burned in your office chair. I definitely liked putting it there. Yep, I'm owning up to that one here and now.

Comments

[cantfightthisfire]

[There might be an inkblot or two.]

Wow.

Nope.

Fuck all of that. Seriously, that's the stupidest crap I've ever heard. Who the hell are you, even? I need a name so I can tell if it's fitting for someone as stupid as you. Because seriously? That's so fucking stupid.

Implying that I care at all what my mum thinks? Like I need her fucking attention? I don't. I don't need it, I don't want it. She's too busy giving attention to some guy's dick right now anyway.

God you're just such a huge dumbass, I swear.

[threadspinner]

Denial only confirms my assumptions. The fact that you think you are above your mother's judgment tells me even more, really.
A pity, to see one diving into the deep, metaphorical end of skepticism and self-doubt so young.
And if you're choosing to have a 'my mother is slightly more fucked up than yours' competition, you obviously must love her enough to defend her in some slightly lopsided manner.
How sweet.

[ Trust her, her own mother would win. ]

I'm not the one that gets detentions and is forced to write in journals as penance for my sins.
Obviously you must enjoy it somewhat, or an elaborate plot to get rid of it and have no one discover the evidence would be in order.
My name is Frigglish, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[cantfightthisfire]

Me denying it doesn't confirm anything, you asshole. You're just assuming it does because you think you know a goddamn thing about me. Newflash, you don't. You don't have a fucking clue. Please feel free to explain how I'm not above the judgment of a drunken whore who bangs every guy she meets, who can't pay the bills to save her life, and who hasn't worked a full day's work in her life?

I'm not defending her at all, she can go to hell.

I didn't think that far ahead, otherwise I would've done that. But whatever, I can still go chuck it in the lake if I want to, no big deal. And stop screwing with me, that's not your name.

[threadspinner]

So now you're admitting that you're not that intelligent.
That's good to know.

I'm sorry, I don't associate with people who believe they are far above the judgment of others.
Have a nice day, and do try to get that glaring deficiency in your personality fixed quickly.

[cantfightthisfire]

Fuck you too, bitch.

[threadspinner]

Oh, it seems that your intellect is quite below average, if you can't even think of a simple retort to a really very obvious quip.
I would ask if your mother ever taught you to mind your language when in a verbal spar, but that would be in poor taste.
More's the pity!