7 Jan 2022, 00:30
New Friends and Free Cookies
date- somewhere in January
hex:
#826dba
interacting with- @Ziro Ironclaw
mentions- n/a
A few days or weeks after he made it, and Simon still had his cookie- a small gingerbread man striped with light purple and yellow, with a big glob on its neck. The head had fallen off whilst he was making the cookie and now it was too ugly for Simon to consume, let alone his mother, who he had made it for. He did give her an actual quality one that didn't look like it was some garbage pastry he'd gotten while Dumpster diving, but he still had this cookie that he couldn't seem to get rid of. He considered flushing it down the toilet, but he didn't want to be the cause of a flooding because of a cookie. That would just be plain stupid. He considered tossing it out of the window, but he could get in trouble for that too since it was considered littering.
So now he was walking towards the courtyard, looking for someplace to toss this cookie away. The smell of trees and the fresh air filled Simon's nose as he came outside, holding a bag with his decapitated cookie man that he had originally made for his mother before he decided it was too terrible to send. It was still uneaten- Simon had forgotten about it, shoved it at the bottom of his trunk before finding it again, like it had reappeared for this moment. It was at the top of the trunk too- creepy! He could go around asking people if they wanted a visually displeasing cookie to eat. But he'd seem desperate, which he wasn't. Of course, he could have just gone to the trash can, but he didn't know where one was. He wasn't sure why this place had virtually no trash cans. He swept a strand of hair out of his eyes put the cookies in his pocket. He'll just deal with this later. He sat down under a tree and began to doodle on parchment. In his free time, he always used to draw- not humans, but dogs and cats. Mostly cats. He was a huge cat lover, which never seemed to surprise people when he told them.
He looked around to see if there was a trash can, and saw someone else sitting on the other side of the tree, reading a book Simon didn't know of. He read a few pages along with the kid, and then decided to say something instead of just breathing down his neck like some sort of creep. "Cool book. What's it called?"
Last edited by Simon Corbin on 7 Jan 2022, 17:42, edited 1 time in total.
✬To learn to love others, you must learn to love yourself
HEX CODE- #826dba
STA 2 | EVA 6 | STR 4 | WIS 6 | ARC 5 | ACC 7 ✬
7 Jan 2022, 00:54
New Friends and Free Cookies
Ziro was just admitted into Hogwarts and was already a nervous wreck. Ziro shyly entered the courtyard. He would be lying to himself if he said that he would have rather been a part of Ravenclaw because of their vast love for books and knowledge. He did however feel much more at ease than usual because of the very calming aura of the courtyard. Still...it gnawed at him that he didn't get the house that he wished for.
Ziro could already feel the great anxiety of the situation slowly starting to crash down on him. People. There is people all around him making noise and talking over each other. It was hard for him to focus. Who does he talk to? Can he even talk? What should he talk about? So much noise is going on around him he can't even find the words to begin. Should he have ever even gone to Hogwarts? He was forced to go by his mother who thought it would be best for him.
Ziro's hand started to twitch slightly and he started to curl his black hair to try and calm his nerves. How should he react if someone approaches him? There is so much to think about beforehand that is drives him crazy! So many halls, so many classes, so many people talking at once. Ziro could feel his heart start to beat faster. His finger starts to nervously tap against his leg. He quickly retreated to behind a tree and tried to escape into his books. Not many people accepted him or made fun of him so he had to instead retreat to his books for comfort. Part of him wished that someone would talk to him...the rest of him wished that everyone would ignore him and leave him to his books. At least then nobody would be mean to him.
He felt his nerves calm as he retreated further and further into his book. A small smile began to stretch across his face as he escaped into his literature. Noises around him began to soften as he became more and more absorbed by its words. It's as if he was able to blot out all of the noise around him and finally relax. He was so absorbed into his book however that he did not realize the Gryfindor boy right next to him.
Ziros heart jumped a beat and jumped up from his seat in surprise. He accidentally squeaked out a cute noise when he was scared.
" GAH! "
Ziros book fumbled out of his hands and he quickly grabbed it and held it to his chest. His cheeks were red and his fingers rapidly tapped against the book's cover. He looked at the boy with a nervous and panicked look.
" um um um um...um...its um...."
Ziro instinctively started to twirl his hair around his fingers.
" Its um...its c..c...c...called t...the wrath of Gormoth..."
@Simon Corbin
Ziro could already feel the great anxiety of the situation slowly starting to crash down on him. People. There is people all around him making noise and talking over each other. It was hard for him to focus. Who does he talk to? Can he even talk? What should he talk about? So much noise is going on around him he can't even find the words to begin. Should he have ever even gone to Hogwarts? He was forced to go by his mother who thought it would be best for him.
Ziro's hand started to twitch slightly and he started to curl his black hair to try and calm his nerves. How should he react if someone approaches him? There is so much to think about beforehand that is drives him crazy! So many halls, so many classes, so many people talking at once. Ziro could feel his heart start to beat faster. His finger starts to nervously tap against his leg. He quickly retreated to behind a tree and tried to escape into his books. Not many people accepted him or made fun of him so he had to instead retreat to his books for comfort. Part of him wished that someone would talk to him...the rest of him wished that everyone would ignore him and leave him to his books. At least then nobody would be mean to him.
He felt his nerves calm as he retreated further and further into his book. A small smile began to stretch across his face as he escaped into his literature. Noises around him began to soften as he became more and more absorbed by its words. It's as if he was able to blot out all of the noise around him and finally relax. He was so absorbed into his book however that he did not realize the Gryfindor boy right next to him.
Ziros heart jumped a beat and jumped up from his seat in surprise. He accidentally squeaked out a cute noise when he was scared.
" GAH! "
Ziros book fumbled out of his hands and he quickly grabbed it and held it to his chest. His cheeks were red and his fingers rapidly tapped against the book's cover. He looked at the boy with a nervous and panicked look.
" um um um um...um...its um...."
Ziro instinctively started to twirl his hair around his fingers.
" Its um...its c..c...c...called t...the wrath of Gormoth..."
@Simon Corbin
7 Jan 2022, 19:57
New Friends and Free Cookies
date- somewhere in January
hex:
#826dba
#4f9cab
interacting with- @Ziro Ironclaw
mentions- n/a
"GAH!" the boy yelled when Simon asked him the question. He hadn't been talking that loud, but he may as well have yelled by the way the boy reacted. Simon jumped a little, startled, and made a little 'eep' sound that made him sound like some kind of toddler.
The boy fumbled for the book, looking flustered and scared. Simon frowned a little- he didn't mean to scare the boy. The boy stuttered nervously, twirling his inky black hair around his fingers.
"It's um...it's c..c...c...called t...the wrath of Gormoth..." he said in almost a whisper. Simon smiled warmly, trying to tell him that he really wasn't trying to make him upset. Usually he probably would have told them to chill out, but it felt different this time, mostly because they weren't trying to scare him on purpose.
"Oh, cool book. I'm really sorry for scaring you. You have really good taste in books." he assured him. "You're really pretty too. I wish I had hair like that." He wrapped his arms around his knees and stared off into the clouds, his sketchbook laying next to him. He leaned a little to the side and felt something crack in his pocket- the cookie.
"Oops! Aw crap." He took the cookie out of his pocket, which had lost its head again. And the other half of its body too. "Now it looks uglier than it was before. Want it?" He held out his hand, offering the cookie to him. "I'm Simon, and this cookie is Leo DiDecapitato." He giggled at his own joke.
Last edited by Simon Corbin on 8 Jan 2022, 00:35, edited 1 time in total.
✬To learn to love others, you must learn to love yourself
HEX CODE- #826dba
STA 2 | EVA 6 | STR 4 | WIS 6 | ARC 5 | ACC 7 ✬
7 Jan 2022, 20:15
New Friends and Free Cookies
Ziro looked a little surprised. Did he just get called pretty? He has never felt romantically attached before. Thinking about this made him twirl his hair more in his fingers. Ziro looked down at the cookie that he held out to him. He slowly placed his book down to open his hands up. A weak smile stretched on his face and he took the cookie from him.
".........thank you. "
Ziro eat one of the legs and his smile got a little bigger. He seemed happy. It wasn't every day that someone didn't immediately stop talking to him AND gave him a free cookie. It was quite good as well. Was this moment he was hoping for all of this time? Was he finally going to find a friend?! He was excited but on the outside he just looked nervous.
" Thanks...it tastes really good. "
@Simon Corbin
He nervously shuffled as he struggled to find what else to say. He was not used to being put on the spot in a conversation. He tugged on his hair a little in frustration, trying to force himself to not screw up this conversation.
"...Ziro...My name is Ziro Ironclaw. Not many people talk to me.....thanks. "
".........thank you. "
Ziro eat one of the legs and his smile got a little bigger. He seemed happy. It wasn't every day that someone didn't immediately stop talking to him AND gave him a free cookie. It was quite good as well. Was this moment he was hoping for all of this time? Was he finally going to find a friend?! He was excited but on the outside he just looked nervous.
" Thanks...it tastes really good. "
@Simon Corbin
He nervously shuffled as he struggled to find what else to say. He was not used to being put on the spot in a conversation. He tugged on his hair a little in frustration, trying to force himself to not screw up this conversation.
"...Ziro...My name is Ziro Ironclaw. Not many people talk to me.....thanks. "
8 Jan 2022, 00:37
New Friends and Free Cookies
date- somewhere in January
hex:
#826dba
#4f9cab
interacting with- @Ziro Ironclaw
mentions- n/a
Simon smiled as he watched the boy’s face switch from nervous to surprised when Simon called him pretty. “Aw, don’t look so surprised. You are pretty! Only maniacs would say otherwise.” Simon wasn’t lying- he was kind of jealous. How could you get your hair and face to be that perfect? He needed to ask him what kind of conditioner uses on his hair later.
When Simon handed him the cookie, the boy hesitated before telling him ‘Thank you." Simon couldn’t blame him for hesitating. The cookie looked like a hot mess, but he ate it anyway, and his weak smile grew. “Thanks… it tastes really good.”
Simon beamed and puffed out his chest proudly. “You’re very welcome! Glad you like the cookie.” Maybe he should have tried the cookie, but hearing someone else confirm that his cookies were good gave him a confidence boost.
After that, there was a moment of silence. The boy shifted nervously and tugged at his hair again. Simon frowned a little. Didn’t it hurt to tug at hair so much? He understood tugging it a little, but tugging it that much has got to hurt. Maybe it was his sensitive scalp talking, he didn’t know.
"...Ziro...My name is Ziro Ironclaw. Not many people talk to me.....thanks. " he eventually said.
Even his name was pretty! This dude couldn’t be real. “Why don’t people talk to you?” he said, surprise in his voice.
✬To learn to love others, you must learn to love yourself
HEX CODE- #826dba
STA 2 | EVA 6 | STR 4 | WIS 6 | ARC 5 | ACC 7 ✬
8 Jan 2022, 01:04
New Friends and Free Cookies
@Simon Corbin
"..."
The question took Ziro off guard. He was not expecting such a direct question. He didn't know how to explain. How does he explain what Autism is to a wizard? He isn't a fool. He has been through it all. The wizarding world stayed stagnant while the muggle world is always moving forward. He wouldn't be surprised if any of these wizards didn't know what Autism even was and just expected him to be some kind of Azkaban escape. He found more acceptance from muggles while pretending to be a normal human than other magic users. The question egged at him tremendously. Ziro feverishly began to twirl his hair.
" I...I...I...I...I..."
He was freezing up. He hated when he did this. He knew it looked awkward and yet he couldn't do anything to stop it. As he got more nervous everything around him started to become more active as his sensory started to overload. Smells and sounds got stronger and his awareness of every little detail around him got stronger and stronger. He could feel his heartbeat increase and increase. Why was he acting like an idiot? Stop being an idiot! It was a normal question. A simple question! You should be able to answer it so stop acting like this! Now think Ziro...what can you say to not make him think you're a freak? You cant just say everything because you know how that's going to turn out...just...say something already!
Ziro opened his mouth about to say something but it closed again before a peep left him. His leg nervously bounced up and down quickly and his finger rapidly tapped against his book in frustration at himself.
"...mmmmmmm....bad....bad at talking..."
BAD AT TALKING?! That was the best you could do!? Ziro felt like burying his head right now but he felt frozen in this conversation right now.
"..."
The question took Ziro off guard. He was not expecting such a direct question. He didn't know how to explain. How does he explain what Autism is to a wizard? He isn't a fool. He has been through it all. The wizarding world stayed stagnant while the muggle world is always moving forward. He wouldn't be surprised if any of these wizards didn't know what Autism even was and just expected him to be some kind of Azkaban escape. He found more acceptance from muggles while pretending to be a normal human than other magic users. The question egged at him tremendously. Ziro feverishly began to twirl his hair.
" I...I...I...I...I..."
He was freezing up. He hated when he did this. He knew it looked awkward and yet he couldn't do anything to stop it. As he got more nervous everything around him started to become more active as his sensory started to overload. Smells and sounds got stronger and his awareness of every little detail around him got stronger and stronger. He could feel his heartbeat increase and increase. Why was he acting like an idiot? Stop being an idiot! It was a normal question. A simple question! You should be able to answer it so stop acting like this! Now think Ziro...what can you say to not make him think you're a freak? You cant just say everything because you know how that's going to turn out...just...say something already!
Ziro opened his mouth about to say something but it closed again before a peep left him. His leg nervously bounced up and down quickly and his finger rapidly tapped against his book in frustration at himself.
"...mmmmmmm....bad....bad at talking..."
BAD AT TALKING?! That was the best you could do!? Ziro felt like burying his head right now but he felt frozen in this conversation right now.