markofthewise: (I like where this is going)
{So Sokka is in a dilemma. Here he is, his usual lunch spot sitting on the stony edge of the fountain, eating his sandwich, when it occurs to him that he's had a ham-and-turkey--and-roast-beef-with-cheese-and-jalapeno sandwich for three week consecutively. And that's only because three weeks ago Hawky flew away with his sandwich before he could eat it. As he realizes he has little to no desire to finish this half eaten sandwich, he realizes his life needs a CHANGE. Something different. Exciting. A way to make his mundane existence in Luceti worthwhile again. Naturally he turns to the journals.]

Okay, so, I'm sick of eating the same old stuff for lunch. Sandwiches are great, really, but I've been eating them for a year now. I think I need more variety in my lunches. Any ideas? It can't be... complicated or anything. Believe it or not, cooking is not exactly my thing. So, anyone got any ideas that don't include visiting Seventh Heaven every day? Or the other restaurants, either. No offense to them, but... I dunno. No offense, either way.

{Unless it's for something special, Sokka just doesn't buy into making people work for him without recompensation.

He chews on his sandwich a bit more, then decides to add:]


Anybody like fishing? I mean... maybe not so much the net fishing. Just line fishing. Or spear fishing, I'm good with that too. It's actually been awhile since I caught my own dinner, now that I think about it.

[For you action folks, catch Sokka at his usual haunts. The smithy, around House 56, around the plaza, or beside the barracks, working on the lumber Moro provided into usable material for his boat. LOUD POWER TOOL SOUNDS, RAR HAR HAR.]
markofthewise: (Focused)
[It was another day at the Avatar house. Well, minus the lack of Katara. Which meant a quiet breakfast. Too quiet. Suki and Zuko were quiet on their own. But Aang? That wasn't like him. So after cleaning up, he decides to go check on the weird bald monk. Only when he opens up Aang's room... it's an all too familiar sight. It's been emptied out completely. All that's left is the bed, furniture... and Roku's air glider. Again. They sent Aang back again. Barely even two months and he was already gone. It wasn't enough they had to take Katara, but now this...

He lingers for a few seconds, then grabs the staff and storms out of the house. That is, unless, Zuko or Suki happen to stop him first. Either way, he'll end up in the forest later. He and Momo are trying to find Appa, who they can't find either. What they do find, however, is the unusual carcass of a deer. It doesn't take long for Sokka to note that the wounds that killed it don't match any animal in his world or this one. With Momo acting skittish, he gives themselves some distance before opening his journal and writing a message.]


What kind of predator kills its prey with punctures to the skull?

((ooc: Sokka can be found leaving his house or in the woods at any point, the latter scenario will be with Momo on hand. Sokka is still dressed up like this. No wig, but his hair is down, since it refuses to stay in a hairtie.))
markofthewise: (What. The. Fuck.)
[Sokka's journal is writing out some strange stuff, none of it that Sokka wrote. Or at least, doesn't think he wrote. As he goes over it, he voices his comments at some of the really weird and cryptic messages it's giving him.]

Sokka Thunderaxe Bored today. Don't feel like working at the smithy today. Guess I'll check up on what I've missed.
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markofthewise: (Scoping things out)
[It had been an unusually quiet day at the Walton Avatar house. Last night they had all exchanged their good nights. This morning they had all had breakfast together. But when dinner came around, one of their number was conspicuously absent. Electing himself to go yell at their time-dislocated buddy to come and eat. He didn't suspect anything, after all. Roku's staff was sitting off in a corner from when he came in earlier. But when Sokka knocked on the door and received no answer, he proceeded to push the door open...

And saw a sight he had seen before. An empty room. Back to the way it was when they first moved in, save for the paint on the walls. With a sigh, Sokka steps aside so Katara can see. This... this isn't going to be easy.

Hours later, Sokka will leave a message on the journals about it, opting to stick with writing to make things easier.]


Hey everyone. It looks like Roku lucked out and went home. Since he didn't get a chance to say it himself, thanks to everyone who was there for his birthday and stuff. You don't have to worry about him, though. He's got a big important future and is going to live to be an old man with kids. He'll even have statues in his honor. So yeah. Still gonna miss him though.
markofthewise: (My hand is my beard)
[Filtered from Katara and the Big Four Baddies and Sanji]

Alright, friends of Katara. This is me, Sokka. Her brother. You should already know that. She probably doesn't know it because let's face it, math is more of my thing but her birthday is coming up next month. On July 5th, no less. So if anyone wants to help out, I'm the guy to talk to. I'm thinking we should go all out on this. Something big. Something... yeah, just something big. With streamers. Stuff like that.

Uh, Regal. You think you could make a cake at the bakery? It needs to be big. Vanilla. Maybe bits of nuts on it. Not too sweet. But big. Really big. Maybe make it say "Katara" on it. And there should be candles in the shape of a fifteen. Or maybe fifteen candles? I'm not sure how that tradition works. Maybe it's fifteen tiny cakes...?

[Filtered to Shirley]

I have the you-know-what for you-know-who at you-know-where.

[He saved the BEST NEWS FOR LAST. After seeing an echo of Azula taunting him to the point of him punching her and she ended up not being real (and him falling through her and to the ground), he did some investigating and came to a pretty startling conclusion.]

[Filtered to... oh wait, this doesn't need a filter.]

Azula was sent home. I'm sure we'll all miss her so much.

[Before ending his message, he momentarily thinks about saying something about the draft. He decides against it. People will know or they won't. It's best to leave it alone.]
markofthewise: (Thanks for that | Toph)
[After the rain of trees finally ended, Sokka was finally able to get back to his usual day. He's dodged boulders before, so it wasn't that big of a deal, even if one did get close to him. Fortunately for as many trees as he saw in the air, it didn't seem to go as badly as it could have been. Or at the very least, his house was fine. The smithy was fine. As far as he knew, his housemates weren't dead. Just another day in Luceti. So once things have settles down, Sokka attempts to get back to work and after using his sword to cut down the flaming log blocking the door the smithy, Sokka climbs over the hunk of wood to get back to the daily grind.

Aside from doing his usual load of the work and maybe a little extra in case some of his smithy workers didn't show today, Sokka will later be out in the plaza making some voice messages. After chopping down another flaming log spear into a reasonably non-burning trunk to sit on, he gets started. Let's see, time to free up his schedule. He clicks his pen and gets started on filters.]


[Filtered 10% to Housemates]

The village is being attacked by flaming tree-sized spears. Keep your eyes on the sky, just in case. It looks like it's let up for now, but you know how it is with the weather, right? It could start up again anytime soon. I don't think bringing an umbrella will help.

[Filtered 5% to Xion, Misaka, and Ty Lee]

I know how this must sound. I think. Well, it might not sound like how I think it does. But anyway. I maaaay have over committed with all of this spirit training stuff. So I was wondering if, you know, maybe we could cut back just a little on that. Maybe even combine lessons too. There's no rule that says only two people can sit around quietly waiting for spirits to start showing up, right? Right. Of course there isn't. But you know, there's always the school. Just a thought.

[Filtered 5% to Hugo]

Hey, the Aila is ready for a coat of paint. Better free up your schedule for that.

[No Filter]

So. Flaming spears from the sky. Do we have a culprit yet?
markofthewise: (This is not my day)
[Sokka is busy sitting in the smithy. There's not much work to do lately, now that the New Feather cycle is winding to a close, so he's trying his hardest to get comfortable on the new couch. It's not working. His journal is lying next to him and happily recording his thoughts for all to hear.]

tl;dr thought processes )

[Sokka stops as he looks up and sees the bubble above his head OVERFLOWING with words. And then to his horror, his journal is wide open just over there. Daaaaaaammit!]
markofthewise: (Satisfaction)
[Sick of Sokka yet? The mun is. This is forward dated to tomorrow morning (the 11th). The date on the post has been temporally modified by SCIENCE to reflect this.

So after two days in the woods with his sister, Sokka returned to town... only to become restless and return to the forest for another two nights, on his own, to find Zuko. Unfortunately on his first day of searching, he was attacked by angry wolves (or at least that's how he tells the story) and lost his journals after spending the night in a tree. After realizing he didn't grab his canteen, but his spare 'fuel tank' from an experiment two months ago, Sokka wandered the woods in a rum-induced drunken haze whereupon he awoke the next morning at the far end of the forest, mysteriously dressed in clothes he didn't remember bringing.

After traversing all day and night, surviving only on beef jerky and what little snow remained on the ground (that wasn't tainted), Sokka finally makes it back to the village and to his home, having missed most of everything that happened the past few days. When he finally stumbled back to his house, he has a particularly displeased expression as he finds his journal lying in front of the door, as it to mock him. But he decides not to let that bother him. He just picks it open and activates a voice post.]


Hey everyone. I'm back, sorry the smithy was unattended to for the last few days, but I was lost in the woods and Winry presumably had some kind of girl problems or something. But we'll be back in business today!

[And after concluding his message, Sokka heads into the house to go find some food. If of course he happens to find any new and unexpected housemates, they can feel free to notice his presence. And maybe question why he's dressed in his Kyoshi Warrior uniform (sans the makeup).]
markofthewise: (Pep talk time)
[Filtered against Zuko, Katara, and Toph 90%]

Guess this is the end of the month. I wonder if this will be the last night? After all, new people will be showing up in a few days. That would mean in one more day 'til I'm back to my normal Sokka self.

So how do you tell someone you might not love them tomorrow? Somehow I don't think opening with a joke is a good idea. But if you happen to have a really good one, feel free to share.

[The next filter is added after Sokka's talk with Toph.]

[Filtered to Katara 20%]

... do you have time to talk?

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