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Oh, Solomon? It's a tough and long story, Jesus! What the hell is THAT THING?
*Eye twitches, then tackles him* Monster fucker!
*Bites his arm and reopens his wounds* Ah yes, I now have a machete in my brain.
Cuz'in! What were you up to? Who's yer friend? Yer friends with werewolves?
Huh? whut? Are you talkin' about Jason? ... You chinless were-wolf fucker!
*Pulls his hair and twists his spleen*
In the school cafeteria.
Ethan: (loudly, so others can hear) "Hey everyone, let's give Landon a wide berth! We wouldn't want him to accidentally shoot someone with a spork."
Landon: (visibly shaking) "That's not funny, Ethan."
Ethan: "Oh come on! Have a sense of humor! Oh wait, you lost that with your aim."
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Classroom
The teacher mentions an archery competition during announcements. The room falls silent, everyone turning to look at Landon, who's visibly shaking.
Ethan, laughing: "Maybe Landon should enter. Oh wait, we want to win, not have casualties."
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Landon: (giving a presentation about historical archers) "...and they used their bows toβ"
Ethan: (interrupting loudly) "Did they also hit their best friends in the head?"
Landon: (starts to hyperventilate, looks down, struggling to continue)
Ethan: (smugly) "Just curious."
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[Landon is walking down the school corridor, books clutched tightly to his chest, trying to keep his head down. Ethan suddenly rounds a corner, a fake arrow band wrapped around his head, making it look like an arrow is going through it. He grins wickedly at Landon.]
Ethan: "Hey, look at me! I'm Gage! Nice shot, Landon."
Landon: [Eyes widen, voice trembling] "S-stop it, Ethan... P-please."
Ethan: "Aw, what's the matter? Can't take a joke? Or did you just forget how to aim?"
At a school gym.
Ethan: "Hey Landon, maybe you should try dodgeball! Oh, but make sure to dodge, you know, for everyone's safety."
Landon: "I just want to be left alone."
Ethan: "And Gage probably wanted to live. We can't always get what we want, can we?"
Landon's knees felt weak, and he felt the strong urge to vomit, excusing himself, he stumbled through the hallways with a blank expression, holding his stomach.
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In a classroom, during a group project.
Ethan: "Landon, you can be in charge of the sharp objects. Seems like you have an... experience with them."
Landon: (close to tears) "Just stop it, Ethan."
Ethan: "Or what? You'll shoot me?
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[Landon is seated at his desk in class. Ethan slips in a paper drawing of a stick figure with an arrow through its head, labeled 'Gage'. Landon sees it and his breathing quickens.]
Ethan: [Whispering] "Nice artwork, huh? Reminds you of anything?"
Landon: [Stammering] "I-I can't... I can't do this..."
Ethan: "Then maybe you shouldn't have picked up that bow and arrow."