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| No man is an island.. | Started by: JasperRazmani on Dec 10, '07 15:52 |
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*A man approaches carrying a briefcase, you've seen him around but where and who is her? He is ALWAYS carrying a briefcase. No one has ever seen it opened nor had it ever left his hand, careful never to put it down it was as though he cradled the secret to life itself within it's leather walls. Standing up as straight, chin held high, a limited expression that says, 'I'm here and I mean business and I am not scared' is etched on to the taught pale skin of his face* How did you choose? *He says slowly and then pauses to look around, had anyone heard him speak?* I have been here only a number of days, in fact I have only been here for three days, I come from a small town and know nothing of what this life holds for me. I'm sure not a fancy city slicker, the suit I wear is my only one, only previously used for job interviews and family funerals. On arriving in the city, my line of work needed a direction and I found myself having to make a very important choice, one that I came to realize very quickly afterwards should have been one I gave a lot of though to. *He frowns and the grip on his suitcase hand tightens, his knuckles turning white* I'd been forced to make the choice of who to work for, do business with and live alongside. It was that or have every stone faced 'businessman' in town just itching for a reason to put me down. It was a worrying prospect, one that haunted my dreams, making me perspire, shiver and shake in the small hours of the night. So when I by chance happened to see RonMexico swaggering through town I did, without an ounce of hesitation (and decidedly more guts that I have ever shown before in my life) approach him with a proposition, to do business together. After he had checked me out, made sure my credentials were in fact what I had presented them as, he took me in and from there I have been trying to make my way as best I can, not upsetting anyone, not asking too many favours. But I can't help but feel, if only for the reason that I am new to city life, that perhaps I made my decision a little too quickly. *Shaking off the tension in his neck muscles by rotating his head firstly to the left and then to the right he continued, slowly and calmly* Now I have been lucky, from what I have seen RonMexico is a well spoken and savvy businessman and I will say proudly that I have landed firmly on my feet working for him. A more helpful, well liked and wise man I could not have hoped to be acquainted with. But being new, what if I had chosen someone else? Would I have been as lucky, I just don't know that I would. I came from a land far away to a place where I know nothing and no one, and so far I have constantly humbled by what and who I do not know. And so consumed by this decision was I that I had no time to think about anything else... So I think I should introduce myself, for no other reason that I am me...and none of you know me, it's just impossible. *His lips purse in to a thin smile* My name is Jasper Razmani, I hail from a small town in the country where everyone knows everyone and we are all in some way, related. (Sad but true, just check the webbing on my fingers and toes) The big city was and still is a big shock for me, you all look different but at the same time...similar, it's hard to put my finger on it. I guess I am just overwhelmed by the sheer number of new faces. Us Razmani's are simple folk but we had each other and now I am gone, struck out in to the big bad world all by myself I find I have very few friends and am pretty much all alone. Sure I work for a good man, but I miss friendship. *Handing out flyers to random strangers that read: "My name is Jasper Razmani and I want your friendship...and maybe a hug. Adopt a Razmani today!"* Please someone talk to me * A small tear dribbles from the corner of one eye* |
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*Walks up to Jasper and extends his hand and introduces himself before giving him a hug* Well you know, since you're giving away a free Jasper Razmini, I am in need of my windows being cleaned. *Hands Jasper a piece of paper* Here's the address, bright and early, don't be late. *Turns around to walk off and giggles firmly* |
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| Reply by: GiovanniLeonardo at Dec 11, '07 21:25 | |
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*The musky scent of the man rose through Jasper's nasal columns, trying hard not to cough as the separated* Hey you! *Calling after the man* I'm not sure you understood what meant! *knowing that this could be a dangerous trend he shouted even louder to grab his attention* I'm not cleaning your windows sir! |
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| Reply by: JasperRazmani at Dec 11, '07 21:29 | |
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*Turns around coursly and begins to make his way back towards the shouting Jasper* Listen here Mr. Jasper! I know perfectly well what was said, and you said that I could take home a Jasper Razmani! And if i'm hugging and taking you home i'm getting a service back for my hug! And if it's not you cleaning the windows then you better be coming up with something else quickly! *I stare back deep into Jaspers soul* |
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| Reply by: GiovanniLeonardo at Dec 11, '07 21:33 | |
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A service?! *He blurted out in panic* A SERVICE?! No where did I say Jasper Razmani would be doing any kind of service. I think you have me mixed up with the likes of plumbers and electricians....that is the kind of service you meant right? |
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| Reply by: JasperRazmani at Dec 11, '07 21:45 | |
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*Looks at Jasper greatly displeased* Dear Jasper, I believe that I did offer you the payment of a hug, and then I get to take you home. I do believe I heard right, though I was making a buzzing noise with my mouth to pass the boring times. BUT! What I did hear my good sir! Was that if I hugged you, I could take you home. And if you are going home with me, and I had to hug you, then you are indeed washing my windows! |
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| Reply by: GiovanniLeonardo at Dec 11, '07 21:48 | |
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*Jasper tried to hide the horror on his face* I just hope 'Washing your windows' isn't a metaphor for something else sir! Because let me tell you Jasper Razmani is not that kind of guy! |
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| Reply by: JasperRazmani at Dec 11, '07 21:51 | |
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*Laughs and slaps Jasper on the back* Mr. Jasper, you and I will get along just fine. And no, I am horrified that you thought such a thing! I have a lazy butler at home and am for sure in great need of my windows being washed! Like I said, the address is on the paper, bright and early! *Turns around to walk off once again smiling from ear to ear* |
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| Reply by: GiovanniLeonardo at Dec 11, '07 21:53 | |
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*looking at the man Jasper decided that he didn't look nearly rich enough to be able to afford any kind of butler and furthermore that he was dealing with some kind of crazy. Damage limitation being his only form of defense he continued through a very cheesy grin, all teeth* Sure thing! I'll be there at 9am sharp. You can count on me or my name isn't Jasper Razmani! |
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| Reply by: JasperRazmani at Dec 11, '07 21:59 | |
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*Turns around smiling, thinking to himself "A hug, I get my windows cleaned! What a loser!"* *Continues to smile as he walks backward down the street and out of sight* |
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| Reply by: GiovanniLeonardo at Dec 11, '07 22:03 | |
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*As Giovanni walks away Jasper makes a quick phone call to the mental health services, he is assured that they will be round to pick up that window cleaner murderer in the morning, bright and early at 9am. He lights a cigarette and sits on the sidewalk* Crazy people these days...tsk tsk |
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| Reply by: JasperRazmani at Dec 11, '07 22:08 | |
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