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carlislestyle

When life gives you lemons... gamble with them!

Jul 11, 2011 22:38

Guess what Peter did after his miserable time last night where Ripley pretty much trampled all over his pathetic life with his own brilliant one? Well, thus far he'd lost about £75 on the bloody machines and some kid nicked it by playing a £20. No... he was not a gambler. He was a bloody miserable one, not achieving any money and he didn't get why ( Read more... )

thorn in his side, c:/peter run, life hates me, ripley is a bastard

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knowwhentofold July 11 2011, 22:25:52 UTC

Ah! The sounds of money dropping from machines and the music and effects of the machines. It was music to Ripley's ears. Best sound in the world - the sound of success. He looked out across his empire with a smug smile. He was back on top of the world.

He caught sight of Peter... bloody hell, the guy was like a bad smell he couldn't get rid of, or just a glutton for punishment. Oh well, might as well mock the poor lad some more. He made his way over, leaned over Peter's shoulder and pressed a button, getting Peter onto the feature tower for probably the first time all day.

carlislestyle July 11 2011, 22:57:32 UTC

Peter swiftly batted Ripleys hand away and rubbed at his eyes in frustration. "Go away, I don't need your help," he did but he was trying to basically piss away all of his wages in the hopes he'd get some lucky. If God gave him no luck then that was that. The universe hated him.

Hated him more than a scumbag like Ripley.

"I'm testing my luck, you're getting in the way. Just need to see if I have any."

knowwhentofold July 11 2011, 23:11:09 UTC

"What luck? Yer luck ran out months ago." Ripley dragged a stool over from one of the other machines and started to feed coins into the machine next to Peter. "Not gunna win owt if you just press buttons randomly." Well, he might, it was mostly down to luck, after all, but having at least some idea of what you were doing helped.

"Gonna lose all your money if you're not careful." What was this? A concerned Ripley? It couldn't be!

carlislestyle July 11 2011, 23:23:44 UTC

Peter pulled out a scrappy little envelope with months pay and held it up clearly. "Well, look at it this way, may not be my lucky day but its definitely yours... can I get change for a fifty?" Yes, he was determined to piss away all of his money and cause enough grief that they'll get worried and kick him allll the way back to Glasgow. Then he can get his old job back. and his old house and car and Blythe.

He missed his Blythe.

"No luck, plenty of money, what else am I going to do with it? Invest?!"

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carlislestyle July 13 2011, 23:41:09 UTC

Smirking, Peter had a definite bounce in his step.

That was probably the best moment of his life thus far! He put Ripley in his place and got a free £2000 payment. Which he probably shouldn't be walking around in public with. But hell, he's cocky today. Because he actually got Ripley Holden to apologise... oh God did love him!

knowwhentofold July 14 2011, 10:26:41 UTC

Sorry Peter, the universe still hates you. Did no one ever warn him that Blackpool was full of chancers, thieves and scum? Well, he was about to find out the hard way when his head became a new ball in a game of baseball, and his spine a punching bag.

A bunch of yobs decided to kick ten shades of shit out of him and help themselves to that lovely envelope full of cash. They'd probably've continued to kick him until he was dead, if they had hadn't realised he was a copper. And being a cop killer would hardly look good on their record. It did earn him a few extra kicks to the ribs though.

carlislestyle July 14 2011, 10:39:43 UTC

The universe definitely did hate him. It seemed like whenever he did something good, he got something in return-- but whenever he didn't, he got a face full of fist. How could he function in this world? He couldn't help being a prick, it was who he was! Pulling himself upright, he struggled to find his feet and stood shakily. Ah now what? He was on his feet but he didn't know where he house was now and he had no money for a taxi. This was quite the predictment.

Hmm, perhaps the waitress in the cafe would offer him a phonecall. Who could deny a man who had so much blood all over him that he looked like he was in horror film-- or Figh Club.

knowwhentofold July 14 2011, 11:30:03 UTC

The youths had long since legged it, £2000 richer and feeling good after giving Peter quite the beating. Hey, at least they hadn't stolen his badge, or handcuffs otherwise he would've been in a whole lot more trouble.

Luckily for Peter, the waitress had taken quite a shine to him. "What happened to you?! Dear God, you look like you've been in the wars. Was it that Ripley Holden? I saw him giving you some grief earlier." She was fussing around him, first aid kit in hand.

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knowwhentofold July 14 2011, 23:13:41 UTC

Before long, Ripley pulled into his driveway. Hey, at least he wasn't living in a caravan any more! That would've been fun, trying to squeeze two grown men who detest each other into a tiny space.

"Oi, Carlisle. Wake your lazy arse up, will yer?"

carlislestyle July 15 2011, 08:22:38 UTC

Peter grumbled and hugged his bag to his chest, mumbling something about Natalie... perhaps he though the bag was her. Not exactly a brilliant compliment. Yawning, he rolled onto hs back and cracked his eyes open.

"...Huh?"

knowwhentofold July 15 2011, 21:39:22 UTC

Ripley rolled his eyes, holding the car door open for Peter. "Come on, up! Get yer arse inside before I change me mind and shove you in the pool."

It was hard for Ripley to be nice to someone like Peter.

carlislestyle July 15 2011, 21:43:37 UTC

"Oh are we goin' swimmin'?"

Peter stumbled out the car and grabbed a hold of Ripley in a death grip that was almost crippling, clinging to the other man in an attempt to stay on his feet... huh, Ripley as taller than he thought he was. "You're a giant."

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knowwhentofold July 16 2011, 22:51:15 UTC

"What? I'm not allowed to be happy? Need yer permission, do I?" Ripley munched on his chips, pulling batter from his fish and popping it into his mouth. "Just cause you're dying dun't mean I have to be miserable too."

In fact, he should be celebrating, really. You know, what with Peter being a git and all. "You look a little less like shit today."

carlislestyle July 16 2011, 23:00:46 UTC

"You're always happy there days. I would of thought losing your wife would of made you miserable," but noooo, Ripley bounced back. Like he always said, Peter didn't tumble his empire at all. All he did was give Ripley a wake up call, he changed, became a better man and now he was happier for it.

And Peter was just miserable.

"Oooh great! Glad to know."

knowwhentofold July 16 2011, 23:12:44 UTC

"Spent enough time moping over losing Natalie, and Kitty. Not gunna bring 'em back. No, my future is the casino 'otel, that's what I got to concentrate on now."

He watched Peter for a long moment. "You should try moving on too, instead of looking like a kicked puppy."

carlislestyle July 16 2011, 23:20:24 UTC

"I don't-- Well, I don't look like a puppy," he was not going to deny he looked kicked because he had been! Several painful times actually. He turned his head to the side and glared at Ripley. Move on? Oh yes, it was so easy to say but so hard to do.

"I have moved on... I'm just unlucky."

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knowwhentofold July 21 2011, 22:40:43 UTC

Talk about awkward. Ripley managed to let go of Peter's hand, to save to poor lad pulling it out of the socket as he broke away. Hey, at least he hadn't punched him in the face. It was a start.

Still, he couldn't bring himself to look at Peter. He'd just kissed the bastard prick, how could he ever look at him again?

carlislestyle July 21 2011, 22:45:30 UTC

It took a while to get over the initial shock. And once over that, he was back to the initial issue. Ripley Holden, the man who didn't exactly scream homosexual, just snogged him. Mid attack as well. What did that say about Him? Biting his lower lip, he tried to break the awkward silence.

"That-- that wasn't what I was expecting."

knowwhentofold July 21 2011, 22:49:05 UTC

Where were giant holes or train tracks when you really needed them? Talk about humiliating. Ripley's entire body language changed, he was now a lot more defensive and quite a bit less cocky.

"Well, it shut you up for a few seconds..."

carlislestyle July 21 2011, 22:53:34 UTC

"And the same effect could be achieved by plenty of others," Peter remarked, the shock wearing off and a small smirk twitched on his mouth. It was, in a weird way, kind of sweet. Like in the playground when the bully snuck a kiss then punched is victim. Ripley was not exactly a romantic it seemed yet ... Peter couldn't help but he sort of amused by this whole weird incident.

"Is that how you usually pick up people? Snog 'em mid fight?"

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