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this is my version of paradise.

Peter wandered into the arcade, briefly wondering if this is what little kids in candy stores felt like. He wasn't sure how long he was staring at all the forms of entertainment, but he made sure to stop for a a moment and turn around to face Stebbins, who was still standing at the door.

"Thanks," Peter said, motioning to the lock. "I probably would've been there for a couple hours pushing that paper clip around if you hadn't showed up."

Wait, Stebbins was his hero at this moment in time. How was that even possible? He slayed the door-beast that stood between him and the arcade. That was when McVries pictured himself in a poofy pink dress, trapped in a tower screaming HELP HELP HELP like some bitch damsel who still wouldn't let you in her pants once you saved her. With a short, absent chuckle at the thought, he moved further into building, gaze shifting all over.

Why were the games on, but not the lights around and above them?

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walker_61
Oct. 25th, 2009 11:53 pm (UTC)
"Mmmmm, breaking and entering. I could maybe go for some of that." The thought of kicking down a door was slightly exciting. Although, Pete was just a tad bit worried about the Sheriff coming, but at this point he found himself not really caring anymore... especially after Stebbins asked his question.

He hesitated, his lips pursing and his hands running along the counter near the back wall by the Employees Only door. "It's a long story. I could say a girl, I could say I had nothing left and just wanted to die. After I got here I tried to forget it all. I was just thankful to be alive."

After swallowing a mouthful of dry air, he turned his head towards Stebbins. "You?"

the_rabbit88
Oct. 26th, 2009 01:09 am (UTC)
"Thankful to be alive?" Stebbins questioned. "You don't Walk to live, Pete. You Walk expecting to die. I am an exception. I was supposed to win. Obviously, that didn't happen as I'd planned."

He paused a moment, hesitant. He wasn't sure he wants to be that open with McVries. He decided since he'd let Ray know before he died, he supposed he could let Pete know, too. "The Major? He's my father. I am one of who-knows-how-many bastards. I was supposed to be invincible, keep everyone going. I was supposed to win," he went on a tangent without even meaning to. "Do you know why I wanted to win, Pete? The Prize, I would make The Major publicly admit I was his. I would expect to be taken into his home like the family I am." He paused a moment, recomposing the disdain and dejectedness seething inside him. "See? I told you why I joined walk. Maybe sometime you'll tell me yours," he said, tone quiet and dangerous.

Stebbins gave a small sigh, pushing out the nagging, powerful emotions as he tried the knob to the Employees Only section of the arcade. "It's open," he announced, tone normal, hoping McVries would keep his mouth shut (if he said anything about 'daddy issues', Stebbins knew me might just mentally flip a shit).
walker_61
Nov. 13th, 2009 01:41 am (UTC)
((HEY I'M COMPLETELY BACK NOW LOL))

Peter knew it was a lie. It all sounded sour when he said it. A girl. Thankful to be alive. Peter had wanted to die. He would admit though that being here was fairly nice. It still seemed like sort of a dream though. Quaint little town. Quiet. Small. Maybe this was the afterlife.

His train of thought was cut off when Stebbins mentioned the whole Dad thing. "The Major was your dad?" For a second Peter wanted to giggle, some little part of him thought that was the funniest thing he ever heard. But the rest of him kicked that part in the ass and Peter could only whisper, "I'm sorry."

His mind didn't really warn him that it was gonna push those words out of his mouth, but it did. And McVries himself was a little shocked that he had said it. Once he thought about it though, he realized it was genuine. Having that bitch for a father and him pretending you didn't exist? That was an asshole move.

"Tch. I wanted to kick it down." He was actually a little depressed that the door was unlocked.
the_rabbit88
Nov. 13th, 2009 03:37 am (UTC)
((YAY I LOVE THIS RP))

Stebbins immediately thought it was a mistake of epic proportions telling Pete something that personal - and no matter how much he tried to play it off as just a simple little fact, it hit him deep, The Major, acknowledging his kid only to push everyone farther and yet never saying a word of it anywhere public.

He wanted to punch Pete in that scarred face of his at the utterance of I'm sorry. But he could hear the genuine tone of the words and remembered that he was trying to play nice in this strange little Afterlife, even if it was against his better judgement to do so. Not to mention that taking a swing at another guy simply was not his style; better to be a mental terrorist than a physical bully. There was nothing more satisfying than turning a man's mind on himself.

"I can close it and let you kick it down if you'd like," Stebbins said as if talking to a child. He gave McVries a sardonic look before uttering a demented little chuckle, putting the whole Major conversation behind them, and walking into the room which happened to be pitch black.

He wouldn't lie to himself though; he was somewhat curious for the specific reason Pete joined the Walk himself. All in good time, if ever, Stebbins mused.