Of Ailing Repute [Frog/Cecil]

Subject: Of Ailing Repute [Frog/Cecil] Sat Jun 30, 2018 12:01 am

Sometimes, you just need some fresh air, a little peace...and a chance to argue with a representation of your inner self.
Having a chat with Ankou was all well and good, but they were inordinately stubborn on their position...and honestly, Cecil wasn't even sure how much he wanted to think on what that meant for him here. That was an uncomfortable line of thought, and he doubted the realisations that came from it were going to do him any good right now.

Nonetheless...he was sat outside on a bench with his eyes closed, earphones out as he enjoyed the difference from the bustling halls and trying to get one over on his inner self.
...unsuccessfully.

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Frog was just passing by his day, nomming on a sandwich as he went back towards the academy building to proceed with his studies for the day, when he noticed a familiar face sat on a nearby bench. Well, noticed was an overstatement. At times, Frog could just empty his mind and play out some scene that may not have even been related to anything happening to him anywhere. Like letting his mind run random scenarios. Most of them were shit and he'd never talk about them to anyone, but they filled his time well enough when he had nothing better to do than to walk. So when he noticed Cecil, it was about 30 feet after passing him by. An image of the boy had imprinted itself upon his peripheral vision and brain, but never processed deeper than just as visual stimuli. So when his mind wandered over to whatever related to a concept he associated with Cecil, suddenly he started wondering why he was feeling like he was missing something.

Apparently, the reason why was because he'd passed him by.

Quickly, he turned around to confirm his suspicions. He didn't wanna look conspicuous doing so. Honestly, he almost wanted to ignore the whole situation, but his body moved instinctively before he could think it through. Next thing he knew, he'd squeezed his sandwich too hard and had some of the mayo inside spill over his shirt and pants. "Fuckin disgusting-" He exclaimed in an aggravated voice loud enough for Cecil to hear, his face forming a scowl. If he was gonna have to go through the rest of the day like this, he'd rather kill himself.

Subject: Re: Of Ailing Repute [Frog/Cecil] Sun Jul 01, 2018 4:18 pm

Huh?
The internal argument stopped cold as a familiar voice tickled at Cecil's ears. Opening his eyes and looking over in the direction of the sound, he found there was a reason the voice seemed familiar. There was Frog, looking...none too happy. "Hey, Frog. Didn't, ah...see you there. Is...something wro-" It was at this point he finally noticed the spread of mayonnaise that had been projected over Frog's person. "Uhh...nevermind...dumb question."
He'd offer help, but...he didn't exactly have much he could use to clean up.

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Frog looked up at Cecil and sighed. He'd nearly had to start the whole 'Of fucking course there's something wrong' speech, but the other thankfully stopped himself by noticing the mayo. Pulling the napkin he'd gotten with the sandwich, he started trying to wipe away the stain from his shirt. Of course it wasn't working, and then he realized it would probably be better to get rid of the stain over his penal area first because, frankly, it was gonna be annoying having to constantly feel something squishy and wet over his thigs.

"Yeah well I was just turning to say hi so this is your fault, ugg." He pouted, half-jokingly, but also half-dead-seriously. "No classes at the moment, eh?"

Subject: Re: Of Ailing Repute [Frog/Cecil] Wed Jul 04, 2018 4:16 pm

Cecil laughed a little nervously at that. "Ah...sorry about that, then...?" He shook his head clear. "Nothing right now, no...just, umm...thinking about stuff, I guess...trying to get things sorted in my head."

You're not helping with that.
Any issues you have derive only from you.

How he was supposed to talk to Ankou was beyond him.
"And, ah...you?" He swallows. "I mean I doubt you're just running off when you have stuff to do, but ah...how've things been?"

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"'Hi hi hi', said the spider to the fly!" Cecil for sure wouldn't recognize the snarky, affected voice, but Frogerio, oh he definitely would. The lack of a cheerleader uniform made little difference here, Daisy didn't need it to put up her attitude on those she deemed worth it. After all, she was a cheerleader, the beautiful queen of the school with her majestic long golden hair falling from her shoulders at each gracious walk. The cheerleaders? Her escorts, including the dark-skinned, brown-haired girl by her side. Everyone else? Her servants! That's just how school works in America. You either adapt to social rules...or perish. "Look what we have here! Mellany, remember him? This is B's boyfriend! Froggy, isn't it?"

Mellany smirked, readily placing one hand over her mouth as Daisy walked closer and closer to her target, a venomous glare aiming at the two boys, precisely the one she knew from a past encounter. "Can you believe it? I mean... it's B. She's a model, she's a cheerleader, she has the school at her feet just like this", she snapped her fingers to prove her argument, "and yet she chose to get together with... you! A loser whose name is "Frog"! Is there something more pathetic than that?"

Daisy glanced back at Mellany, who chuckled and shook her head as if saying "no". Upon her friend's agreement, Daisy went on, checking her nails as her contempt for Frogerio would only increase. "It's alright, I can understand. B was never the smartest girl in town. Actually... Let's be honest, she is pretty stupid. Dumb. Yeah, she is. Maybe that's why she has a thing for you? "Opposites attract" and such? Now, don't take me wrong, I'm complimenting you, because I can tell how smart you are just from looking! If you managed to score with a model being this freaking ugly, then you kinda have to compensate the package with something else she lacks!"

"You mean...package?", Mellany said, sarcastically making a gesture with her hands indicating her malicious remark towards size of specific areas, which the girl's education wouldn't allow her to be vocal about. Daisy naturally understood what she meant and readily chuckled, repeating her friend's previous gesture of covering her laughter with one hands.

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"Tch-of course." Just what he needed now, Brit's bitchy cheerleader friend. Probably not even a friend though. After that talk he had with her, he knew what her doubts were about the real world cheerleaders. And he'd met this stupid hag once already, so he also knew what Brit thought of her. Daisy, of course, didn't even try to hide what she thought of Brit. People like her could just smell trouble and a grand opportunity to make fun of an easy target, so of course she was gonna approach him at such an embarrassing moment, bringing with her the eyes of the school itself, letting him share the reflector she usually hogged for herself, albeit for a completely different purpose than what she was using it for.

Frog didn't wanna look at her nor at the people around nor at Cecil so he looked down at his mayonnaise-drenched shirt, his expression that of constipated rage. "You're just fucking trying to get yourself a nose job, aren't you, you slut? Talking shit about Brit in front of me- Ngh, just leave." His fists were clenched and he spoke through his teeth, as they wouldn't move from the padlock they produced as they ground against each other. He was already on the edge when the mayo shit happened, but now...now this was just pushing it.

Subject: Re: Of Ailing Repute [Frog/Cecil] Fri Jul 06, 2018 10:21 pm

Grimacing at the new voice, Cecil looked over to see the girl that had just showed up with her entourage. He had a feeling things were about to go downhill.
It soon proved accurate.
He listened on with a mix of irritation, resignation, and exasperation as he listened to the bitching and shit flinging of a girl of comparable depth to the average matchbox. It was bad enough dealing with normal people without people like her about.
There is something more pathetic, and I'm listening to it.

He was starting to get a headache again...and to notice the other one from dealing with Ankou he'd been suppressing up to this point.
They were insulting Frog, insulting his girlfriend, and generally demonstrating their lack of wit and character as Frog fed into it with his reaction. Not that there probably was any good way to address her. There wasn't much that you could do that wouldn't give her something she was after, with the way assholes like this worked.
Why do people like this have to exist?
Cecil facepalms, sighing into his hand. He really wished they'd just leave right now.

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"Is that a dare or a double dare?", Daisy snickered. So this scrawny piece of nobody was threatening to punch her in the nose? Oh she'd love that.

"Daisy, come'on..."
"No, Mel, hold on. I wanna see him try!"

Daisy bent over a bit, leaning forward in Frogerio's direction as if she was asking for it: a punch in the face. If he had the attitude, he needed the courage to back it up, or else it would be just a fruitless threat of a kitty trying to impress a lion.

"See? I'm getting down to your level to make it easy for you... You offered a nose job, right? Now you gotta do it. Do it good and I might even recommend you to some of my friends. Like, you know... your B. She does need a fixing in her face, don't you agree? Sometimes I even think she looks like she was a man in the past! How did she managed to get into modeling in first place?? Did she sleep with someone? You know some girls do it, right? What about your girl? At least I do it for free whenever I want to!"

At this point, there was a crowd forming around the quartet already, some suppressing their mocking laughs (like Mellany), some reproving Daisy's abrasive insults, some promptly taking out their cellphones to securely record in case a physical fight starts at any moment. As for Daisy herself, noticing how worked up Frogerio got from the mere mention of his girlfriend, of course she would keep teasing and using her name to extract a reaction, preferably one that would get that loser expelled in no time.

"Daisy..."
"What? He called me a slut, I'm just living up to it!", her eyes averted from Frogerio to his companion. A fellow who had been silent since they arrived, but no doubt someone acquainted with him. A blond guy, like her, but unlike her, a chubby one. "Is this your friend, Froggy? Actually, don't answer, of course it is. The scrawny nerdy pile of bones just had to have a sack of fat as a friend! What's next, a stand up comedy duo?"

Subject: Re: Of Ailing Repute [Frog/Cecil] Sat Jul 07, 2018 12:35 am

Patty was just gonna take it easy for a few. Probably. Like, wandering around and talking to people was nice and all but it kiiiiiinda sucked to walk on her hurt foot. Eh, whatevs, it'd go away in a couple of days. So like anything she was feeling kinda lonely and neglected since like, she had to choose between sneaking away and smoking at lunch so she wouldn't jump down someone's throat and running off to hang out with people and enjoying herself, she picked the first one and kinda regretted it. Really regretted it when she saw a crowd form up. From where she was she could already see it was gonna be a fight and like, she wasn't gonna miss this shit.

Patricia walked as quickly as her sore foot allowed her to, getting partway there before realizing she probably shouldn't have her cigarette in her hand in a crowd, she'd get lit up for sure. The delinquent dropped her smoke in her still half-full soda can and tossed it in a bin as she went to join the crowd with an eager smile on her face. Yo yo yo it was gonna be sweeeeeeet! Patty wanted to heckle, she wanted the attention she'd get from it and making people mad and other people laugh at dumb jackasses that were throwing hands. She stood on the edge of the crowd on her tiptoes to see over them with the goofiest grin on her face and saw to chicks calling... some other people out. Oh okay so this was gonna be a roast-off. Yeah she'd get in on this. The lanky chick got pushy and kind of slimed her way to the front so she could throw off one-liners and then she finally got to see who was getting their shit handed to them.

So like, it was Cecil and that other nerd from the dirt bikes. ...yeah this wasn't cool anymore. Like, they were an easy target and they seriously didn't have this shit coming, she wasn't gonna stand for it. But this wasn't her deal and she wasn't gonna just step in and start pulling hair out. Probably. She'd see how bad it got. If ANYTHING she should get involved because it's not like either of them could hit the bitches but Patty'd get a free pass, she was a girl too. But she was smarter than that. She didn't have to fight either of them or anyone at all.
She was gonna turn the crowd against these ghetto sluts.
Patricia stood on the edge of the crowd, talking loud to get a reaction from everyone else but not directly intervening. She wanted to draw the crowd away from the nerds, if these little sluts gave her their attention it'd make them look pretty damn pathetic.

"Hell yeah you're living up to it! Those legs like a 7/11 yo, they open AAAALL year round! Like, and for anyone too with a lot of customers served! You tryna pick these guys up, like, at the same time, right? Hahaha I'd say you could do better but let's be honest here, ho. Yo nose job though, that's some real freaky shit, that one's free too right?"

Even if she didn't pity Cecil and his nerd friend Patty'd probably still be where she was at saying what she was. This was gonna be funny as fuuuuuuuck.

Subject: Re: Of Ailing Repute [Frog/Cecil] Sat Jul 07, 2018 1:51 am

Cecil teeth grit as he was forced to continue listening. It wasn't bad enough she was slinging constant insults - no, she just to hammer in on the same sore spot repeatedly as well. She just wouldn't stop taunting Frog.
And inevitably, he'd been dragged into this too.
...his nerves were fraying at this point. She wasn't quitting, she was bothering a friend, she got a whole fucking crowd laughing and parroting her, creating a vicious clamour of the mocking and asinine, rapidly tearing away at his mental state...
And then...Patricia hit the scene.

He half-laughed at what she had to say.

Fuck it. She wanted a shitshow, she could have one. He suspected he was starting to get an idea of what Wicked meant that night in the Playhouse. This was probably going to end badly for him, but he just didn't care as long as it was just him.
Now what would've Sis said...?

Feeling, if not better, then a little more in control of himself, he took his hand from his face and looked at Daisy...before letting his expression twist into one of disgust as he looks over to Frog. "Don't touch that. Seriously. You will catch something."
He shakes his head as the words continue to come together, and Cecil looks back to Daisy again, not bothering to suppress his foul mood anymore and letting the vitriol carry. "You know, this is sad. I mean, I know it must be hard when you can't keep a guy around longer than it takes to pump and dump you, but that's no reason for this no matter how jealous you are. For fuck's sake, you're only picking on the girl's boyfriend because if you tried it with her you'd just humiliate yourself...you know, more than you're doing now."
He gives an exasperated sigh through gritted teeth, actually glaring at the girl in front of him. "We don't need stand up when I'm already looking at the biggest joke I've ever seen."

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"What did you just-" Frog's eyes were locked with Daisy's the moment she resumed her taunting. There was a genuine rage visible burning behind them as he forced them open as wide as he could. His fist was clenched and he was slowly pulling his arm back in preparations for a punch. The way Daisy shat all over Brit...this wasn't even connected to what was happening right now-she was merely mentioning Brit out of the blue because she hated her or some shit. He could see it, the jelly beneath the boobs, the cackling jaws that he wanted to crack so hard right now. And he probably would have launched a full blown punch at the bitch had an unexpected intrusion not occured.

Frog looked up when Patty showed up at the scene. He was feeling really pathetic up till then, maybe even slightly embarrassed over what he'd said about giving her a nose job, especially when Cecil had to intervene too. He was really feelin' embarrassed about it then, not of the fact this girl was making fun of him in a crowd, but of the fact he himself couldn't think of a memeworthy enough reaction to her provocations. His response was shameful and he was fully aware of it, yet his mind was blank; he could only respond with animosities. Thus, he was less refined than even Patty, or Cecil, who had no social skills whatsoever. Gggggggggggh...all of a sudden, this whole situation was about him trying to think up a snarky response to the other two to counteract the fact their interventions made him insecure about himself needing help from others to fight off a situation as idiotic as this. Seriously.

But he just couldn't understand half the shit Patty and Cecil was throwing out. It was so chaotic and strange to him that people could do and say stuff like this on a whim without a thought. He had to think every word through and through when trying to outsnark someone and stop acting physically defensive instead. He looked at Cecil in an honest surprise. "Ok sure I won't touch it." He said, blinking blankly like some kinda moron, but letting his fist droop to the side. The rage was gone and he felt himself cooling down. Sure, his heart was still beating wildly but it was mostly just causing his legs to shake now, not fueling his anger. "If Brit is so ugly, then why is she a model and not you. L-like you said, you should have no problems fucking your way up if that's how she did it. R-right hehehe..." His performance was horrible. He tried to sound intimidating but it just came out sounding stupid. He was probably just making a bigger joke from himself than Daisy had been. "And Brit ain't like that, she's better than you. You're just shitting cause you're out of ammo. At least pick on me for the mayo that's on me, not her. Or is it reminding you of something too much so it's distracting, right? Yummi yum stuff you eat for free."

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Oh, the raging look on Frogerio's face. The wrath. That's exactly what she wanted, to bottle up his urge to physically assault her so she could make him expelled. It was so easy to tease an idiot she almost felt prompelled to poke him about the mayonese drenched on his shit, but that would be too easy and too basic. Boys like these are usually dirty so teasing about unclean clothes is kinda too obvious to have a deep impact. That's why it was way more fun to mock their girlfriends instead, because they knew they were lucky enough to even have one, no matter how stupid they were.

On the other hand, if only someone didn't join her plans, she'd have succeeded. A tall girl, probably as much as Brit, but with way less eloquence - if that's even possible. Daisy had to admit, despite talking like a chimp, this girl had the guts to go against her and make the crowd laugh at her banter. Granted, the blond cheerleadeer understood little of such ghetto, low-class slangs, but she could be sure of two things: she also called her a slut, and she took it as if Daisy was trying to hook up with these guys.

At this point, Daisy wasn't even interested in jabbing at Frogerio or Cecil anymore. Their comebacks weren't unnoticed, however; precisely, Frogerio endorsing once more Daisy's quality as promiscuous. She had some things to say to them but if they really thought she was jealous or hitting on them, they should be flattered and extremely delusional. Contrary to a certain pink-haired cheerleader, she had standards to live up to. "Wow, sooooo smart. Where do you work out, at the library?", she replied with a noticeable disgusted sneer. Both lads did reach her with their suggestions, but who got her attention better was Patricia. Female-to-female rivalry at best, maybe she'd pose a bigger entertainment for the afternoon. "Looks like you guys love to hang out with this type of girl. At least B can speak like a human being... sometimes? I'm sorry, honey, I don't speak whorish. Come back when you stop talking like an illiterate skank, then we can try this again?""

Subject: Re: Of Ailing Repute [Frog/Cecil] Sat Jul 14, 2018 9:39 pm

Patricia didn't step forward from the gathering crowd at all, she just put a cocky hand to her hip and put on a lazy smile, puffing her chest out a little. It was tooootally working. They were gonna look pretty pathetic if they let the crowd get to them, they should of just ignored her but it was cool. Now Patty could get an audience and roast these petty bitches, this was gonna give her MAJOR cred! Cecil was also kind of a low-key savage but he could use some polish, nerd dude too in his own little way but like, he pulled it off somehow. It was weird, but like it was supposed to be weird so it worked? But they didn't have what she had and that was pretty good information on how the popular girls think.
"Bitch you're fluent in whorish, I just showed up 'cause I heard they needed an interpreter!" she joked before turning to the geek boys to continue her joke, "Oh yeah, so like she totally called you guys pussies so like, I dunno she might try to lick you or something."

Patricia would take special care that when she was talking to the guys Queen of the Stacies wouldn't get any special attention or her focus. Because she knew that's what she wanted, she wanted to be the A-number-one undisputed popular girl and she wanted to get paid attention. So like, ignoring her was gonna piss her off and make her look stupid probably. Patty just wanted to take this far enough for her to snap and start throwing a hissy fit, that'd be pretty damn hilarious.

Subject: Re: Of Ailing Repute [Frog/Cecil] Sun Jul 15, 2018 12:41 am

"Two out of Ten. Visit one for once and maybe you'll find some better material."

That was all the girl got before his attention turned to Patty. Looked like the bitch's attention had turned to Patricia as well, but he hardly needed to help out here, to say nothing of the fact he probably shouldn't say butt in here in the first place. She probably knew what she was doing here better than him.
As she soon demonstrated.
"I'll keep that in mind. Last thing I need is a reeking white stain from the remnants of her last meal."

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