technologicasshole started following you
Hey, Good Evening.
I think I saw you speak once. Nice to meet the man behind the words.
July 13, 2012
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July 11, 2012
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Mmhmm, I’m Marquise.
That’s certainly not a name you hear every day.
You new around here?
July 10, 2012
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Heeeeey~
Hey, there. Name’s Steve. It’s a pleasure.
April 1, 2012
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She grinned and nodded. “Mm-hmm, I live here! Oh, and I’m Soo-Yun! You can call me Soo if you’d like.” She said, patting her right sleeve off. Before she could say anymore, she pressed a strand of hair over her shoulder and looked Steve over. She tilted her head slightly and raised a brow. “Wait..” She began, placing a finger to her lip. “Do I know you from somewhere? It’s like you went to school with me or something…maybe grade school? Hm..”
“School? Hm, maybe.” Elementary, though? It didn’t sit right with him. Oh well, he supposed there was no reason to worry about now. Until he caught a glimpse of her tattoo. You could almost see the arcs as the wires connected. “Say, where did you go to college? Was it around here?”
“You kinda look like some guy that was in my class…” She shrugged. She was probably imagining things, as usual. Grabbing a hold of her sweater, she pulled it over her tattoo a bit. “College? No, I never did go to college.” Soo giggled. “I didn’t finish high school, either! I considered college, but I guess that’s out of the question, haha.”
“Haha, yeah, that would make it a bit of a problem.” Steve rubbed the back of his neck. Damn, he had been so sure that he knew that symbol. Maybe it had a couple different meanings, he had no idea. “I suppose it isn’t a big deal. It could just be a random coincidence.”
March 26, 2012
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She grinned and nodded. “Mm-hmm, I live here! Oh, and I’m Soo-Yun! You can call me Soo if you’d like.” She said, patting her right sleeve off. Before she could say anymore, she pressed a strand of hair over her shoulder and looked Steve over. She tilted her head slightly and raised a brow. “Wait..” She began, placing a finger to her lip. “Do I know you from somewhere? It’s like you went to school with me or something…maybe grade school? Hm..”
“School? Hm, maybe.” Elementary, though? It didn’t sit right with him. Oh well, he supposed there was no reason to worry about now. Until he caught a glimpse of her tattoo. You could almost see the arcs as the wires connected. “Say, where did you go to college? Was it around here?”
(Source: technologicasshole)
March 16, 2012
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“God damn it!” Steve had never seen or even heard about anybody wiping a run so hard. He certainly didn’t want to be a part of the first recorded instance, either, and logged out at the speed of light. Half of him wanted to start pulling cables out of the computer, too. But, it’s just a game, after all. He leaned back in his chair, then realized he had nothing else to do today. Well, he pulled out his phone, maybe he could call someone to hang out. His contacts contained his boss, his healer and his tank. Well, maybe he could actually meet someone else who lives here. He slipped into the hallway, shut the door behind him, and ventured his way toward the lobby.
After a few hours wasted away watching television and stealing towels and shampoo from the hotel, you arise from your bed. You know you’ll be here for a while, whether you like it or not. You smile to yourself and pull on some clothes, which consists of that old sweater you’ve had since high school, black pants (you’ve had those forever) and olive flats. You shove your hotel key into your back pocket and exit the your room.
You look ahead at the halls and other inhabitants of this place. You’re not nervous, but you’re not used to being around others. Shrugging, you skip down to the elevator and make your way towards the lobby. On your way there, you bump someone with your shoulder. You quickly turn to see who it is and apologize. “I’m so, so, sooo sorry! I didn’t mean to, really! Er…” You really hope they’re not angry or too hurt. Or both. Both would be better, even if it was your elbow.
“Yeah, it’s okay.” It would’ve been left at that, but how much she was apologizing had Steve curious. He spun around to get a good look at his “assailant.” She was just a girl, probably a little younger than him. There was something else about her, though. He couldn’t put a name to her face, but she looked familiar. Did he know her from somewhere? “You live here? I’m Steve.” He stuck out his hand. “Acaero.” He smirked a little, considering himself suave.
February 18, 2012
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February 12, 2012
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February 9, 2012
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“God damn it!” Steve had never seen or even heard about anybody wiping a run so hard. He certainly didn’t want to be a part of the first recorded instance, either, and logged out at the speed of light. Half of him wanted to start pulling cables out of the computer, too. But, it’s just a game, after all. He leaned back in his chair, then realized he had nothing else to do today. Well, he pulled out his phone, maybe he could call someone to hang out. His contacts contained his boss, his healer and his tank. Well, maybe he could actually meet someone else who lives here. He slipped into the hallway, shut the door behind him, and ventured his way toward the lobby.
