Shakuru Shank's Links
Used to be jealous of him because he stole my thunder as being the baby of the family. Who gives a fuck about that kind of shit now? I certainly wouldn't want to be in his place. Really fucked up of us to kick the kid out, but it made sense at the time.
He was the closest to me in age, but I was never really close with him in any sense. He was always pretty grumpy all the time and was either on the beach or swimming most of the time. I broke one of his shells once and he never let me live it down. I ought to get a replacement if I ever see him again and he doesn't want me dead for some reason...
I used to be pretty clingy with Mama before I started venturing out onto the beach and around the bay on my own. I liked it when she babied me, but I hit that moody teen phase and wanted her to leave me alone most of the time. I'm not quite as much as an asshole anymore though, so we've found a balance of my personal time and her... whatever she calls it. I don't think I'll ever be able to shake all the cutesy pet names though, but it's a compromise I guess...
You were the baby for a while, and then you were the baby again after little Fathom ran away. I know Ragnarok tended to be more antagonistic toward you just for being one of the younger kids, so I've gotten into the habit of coddling you a little too much. I know you like your independence now, but Mama's always here.
I won't lie and say I cared much for my dad. Before I was confident enough to go out on the water myself, I was really clingy with Mama so he wouldn't have a chance to eat me. I spent a lot of time outside to stay away from him, and I didn't particularly miss him after he died. But I'm not glad that he's gone... What his absence has done to Mama crushed me far more than his actual death.
That whelp liked to hoard almost anything he could find on the beach or in the bay. We own all the property here, it's not going anywhere and there's not a shortage of shells or flotsam to dig through...
My oldest brother seems pretty clear cut most of the time. He's serious, a workaholic, aggressive, cunning, and doesn't put up with weakness or any hint of disrespect. And then he still manages to surprise me with how much he actually does care...
Apparently he was scared if I found out about his ex-boyfriend I'd be ashamed of him or something. *sigh* Great to know I leave such an impression on my brothers... The only thing I got mad about was that he didn't find someone good enough for him.
Marc, the prime example of utter zen and control. How on earth can he be so calm, so unaffected by annoyances, so goddamned happy all the time? I need to crack his secret somehow. Until then, I'm glad someone in the household can keep a cool head and keep spirits up around here.
My little brother's always asking for advice on how to keep a cooler head. Maybe I should compile everything I've told him into a self help book. I think a handful of our siblings could benefit from it.
Eh, I don't even feel it half the time anymore, sis. So quit sticking goofy bandages all over me, I'm not a kid anymore.
Goodness, how many times have I had to treat cuts, bites, and stings with this boy? I know you love the water and all, but there is an option of handling aquatic animals with some protective gear, you know...
If ever you need someone that's bold enough to try something new with you but not too violent to potentially cause a scene, he's your best bet. A bit extravagant he is, but he doesn't ask too many questions.
Oh, my little bro is always so stressed out. Does that meditation stuff and gets all zen, but does he have a temper. I guess I'd be testy too if I had a clingy ex annoying me at every turn.
I don't know nearly as much about birds as I do marine life, but that might change if we keep getting into these long talks whenever he visits. He's not all that social, but my older brother is a refreshing mix of just quiet enough with just blunt enough. Wish I could figure out his method of keeping nonviolent.
It's nice having at least one other sibling that can appreciate animals as much as I do, even if the types we like aren't the same. We can still discuss all that biological stuff and the contrasting environmental needs and diets and behaviors and whatnot... I don't usually like talking, but when you have someone to stay on topics like this with you it gets pretty interesting.
He's probably the perfect example of balancing levelheadedness and still getting to beat the shit out of your foes. I don't think I'm capable of being that cut, but he's way closer to my desired zen balance than I'll ever be.
Beating the shit out of your foes isn't that much of a problem, bro. Just embrace it and the calm comes with it.
Til gives everyone a good reason to meditate. A headache and a half, she is, but I can't help but admire how easily she can deal with her problems. I usually feel a little guilty about liking to beat my frustrations away, but she doesn't have that problem at all.
And I thought helping Turul with his dating problems was troublesome. Little bro here has the king of clingy exes to deal with. I would sock the guy, but Shakuru seems to do a great job of that on his own. Might be lanky but he's got a mean right hook.
Obviously your mute button suffered from a manufacturing error. My poor ears have to put up with your endless prattle everyday... and how fucking boring it gets when you go out and the house is too quiet.
BROHAM BROSKI BROMEGA-SUPREME WHY YA ALWAYS GOTTA BE SO GRUMP WHEN I'M NOT SO GRUMP
Bro, you seriously need to teach me how you can handle stupidity so coolly. My track record with handling it would have a lot more lawsuits involved if our family wasn't... our family, I guess.
I really do sympathize with you're search for tranquility. Our lives don't really support such a mindset, and I really don't know how I managed to build such resilience to it.
Fucking hell, shut your stupid flapper and get the fuck out of here before someone sees you... *furiously blushing*
Shakuru, my love, my one, my only! Come back to me, babe! We can work things out! <3
Bailey seems about everything I expected from whoever Cyan decided to date. Now this poor lady gets to see how screwed up our family really is. Lucky her.
One time this brother of Cy's walked in with three octopi stuck to him, and all she had to say to him was, "Again?" Apparently she had to deal with this plenty of times even before she became a doctor... No wonder she excelled, she already had plenty of experience...