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[awooligan]

CLIFFORD NORMAN
UN: REDRIDINGHOODIE

STATUS: grade 11

ACCOLADES: n/a.

BIO: name's cliff. let me know if you'll buy cigarettes and shit for me, we can work something out.

© TESSISAMESS

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[awooligan]

[And off he'll go, after chucking the glove at Cliff's smug face. Clifford laughs after letting it hit him, gently setting it onto the table. His gaze follows after his brother, even after the door to his room shuts behind him.]

Pff. Mine are better than the average guy's, you know. Besides, I'm just better.

[hawkwardness]

< You don't know that for sure yet. If you win, it's probably because you've had more practice at specific games, that's all. >

[Listen, he may have been human... but that doesn't mean anyone bothered to spend much money on him. No video games for poor ol' Tobias... at least, not until Vivi dragged him into the world of gaming.]

[awooligan]

Uh, yeah. That still makes me better.

[Out trots Kevin again, switch and cables in his arms until Cliff pushes himself up to help set it up with the "stolen" tv. Tired out by life as of late, he's more than content to watch Kevin be boisterous and happy, and getting to see Toby's magic tricks is icing on the cake.]

[hawkwardness]

[That's a big mood between the two of them--he's been tired of life since he was about ten years old. No end in sight. Ignoring it and playing games sounds nice...]

< No, it doesn't. Not in the long run. Anyway, what game are we playing? >

[awooligan]

Better's better, dude.

[If Tobias is better later, then that's when he's better! Simple as that. Also simple is blah blah blah boys play games, it's a good time, hurray?]

[hawkwardness]

< Don't expect it to last. >

[Simple is also being a smug little feathery shit before they've actually begun!]