The Bright Sessions
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Today's Document
YOU ARE THE REASON
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
@theartofmadeline
The Bowery Presents
todays bird
occasionally subtle
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
NASA
shark vs the universe
izzy's playlists!
Color Me Curious
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Monterey Bay Aquarium
PR's Tumblrdome
bliss lane
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@sierra-number-six
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Just call me Six. Only my brothers and old higher ups know my real name.
Found this website while trying to dig up some files, and my brothers talked me into making a blog. Figured I would to make them happy.
So yeah. Reach out to me, talk. Or don't. Up to you.
(ooc below the cut)
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Colt! Howās my baby brother doing? Say, is Tom Ryder out of prison yet? Iād really like to talk to him.
@sierra-number-six
Oh, hey, Court! I'm doing... uh... interestingly, but overall pretty good. And, no, I don't think he's out yet... What exactly do you mean by 'talk to him'?
Good, thatās good. Hm. Thatās a shame. I mean, he deserves to be locked up for life. But I just wanted to help him understand how you felt after the āaccidentā.
Right. Well, hypothetically, if I had the name of the prison he's staying at, I could hypothetically give it to you. *slowly slides over a piece of paper with the name scrawled on it* Hypothetically, of course.
Six briefly glances at the paper before taking it and stuffing it in his pocket. āOf course. Hypothetically.ā He stands, straightening his jacket.
āIāll be back Colt.ā
Without another word he leaves Coltās place, off to take care of this hypothetical business.
He comes back hours later, knuckles and face bruised and bloody, one hand pressed under his right pectoral. āIām pleased to report that Ryder now understands how you felt, Colt,ā he says before plopping down onto Coltās couch, groaning.
Colt blinks as Six actually gets up and leaves, leaving his younger brother properly perplexed. Was he... actually going to go deal with Ryder? Nah, he wouldn't... right? Colt eventually decides that he wouldn't mind that.
He is in his kitchen, finishing up a little dinner for himself when Court walks back in. He immediately hones in on how battered the other man is, which makes him follow him into the living room.
"Jeez, Court," he laughs slightly. "I seriously can't tell who won that fight."
Six glares at Colt as he leans back against the couch. āI did, of course. This isnāt all from Ryder ā I had to deal with some guards too.ā
He lets his head fall back against the couch as he shuts his eyes, sighing. āWhatāre you cooking Colt? Smells good.ā
"I figured that, Ryder's too much of a coward to land all those blows." He inspects Court for a second, making sure there was no intense bleeding before looking back into the kitchen.
"Oh, it's just some potatoes and chicken. I'll make you a plate, you look like you need it." He disappears back into the next room and came back a few minutes later with two plates and an ice pack.
He sits down next to Court, handing over the ice and his share of the food. "Use this to keep down the swollen. You can't afford to look any uglier," he jokes.
Six laughs, groaning when the action makes his ribs hurt. āYouāve got that right. Didnāt take long for him to start begging.ā
He nods. āI guess I do. Thanks Colt.ā
He sits up when he sees Colt come back with the food, taking the plate and the ice pack with a nod. He rolls his eyes, chuckling at his brotherās joke as he presses the ice pack to his face. āWeāre practically identical asshole,ā he jokes back, flashing a smile at Colt before he begins eating.
"Sure, but I'm definitely the hotter brother," he jokes. He settles back into the couch before he starts eating, too, digging happily into his food. Really, it was the first time in days since he made himself a proper meal.
He practically inhales all of it and sets his plate down on the coffee table. He leans his head against the spine of the sofa and sighs heavily.
"God, my back's been killing me," he groans as a wave of pain flooded through his shoulders.
Six chuckles, rolling his eyes again. āSure. Keep telling yourself that.ā
He finishes his food soon after Colt and sets his fork down, leaning back against the couch. He turns his head to look at his brother, brows furrowed with concern. āOld injury flaring up again? Need me to get something for you?ā He asks as he sits up, groaning.
He waves off Court's concerns. "Don't act like you can get up," he teases. He arches into a stretch, wincing as his spine crackles and pops with pain, but it ends up being enough for him to rest comfortably into the sofa.
He grabs the blanket that is folded up on the arm of the couch and drapes it over himself. While he did pay his heating bill for that month, it didn't mean it was exceptionally helpful.
"Did you come over for any other reason besides beating Ryder to a pulp?"
Six chuckles and shrugs, lying back against the couch. He sighs, crossing his arms over his chest as he rests his head on the spine of the couch. āI also just wanted to see you. Itās been a while after all.. nice to see family after all the crap Iāve been doing.ā
He sighs again, shutting his eyes. He says nothing for a few long moments and then opens his eyes, slowly and reluctantly getting up off the couch. āI wish I could stay longer. But I gotta go ā donāt wanna get you into any trouble.ā
Colt! Howās my baby brother doing? Say, is Tom Ryder out of prison yet? Iād really like to talk to him.
@sierra-number-six
Oh, hey, Court! I'm doing... uh... interestingly, but overall pretty good. And, no, I don't think he's out yet... What exactly do you mean by 'talk to him'?
Good, thatās good. Hm. Thatās a shame. I mean, he deserves to be locked up for life. But I just wanted to help him understand how you felt after the āaccidentā.
Right. Well, hypothetically, if I had the name of the prison he's staying at, I could hypothetically give it to you. *slowly slides over a piece of paper with the name scrawled on it* Hypothetically, of course.
Six briefly glances at the paper before taking it and stuffing it in his pocket. āOf course. Hypothetically.ā He stands, straightening his jacket.
āIāll be back Colt.ā
Without another word he leaves Coltās place, off to take care of this hypothetical business.
He comes back hours later, knuckles and face bruised and bloody, one hand pressed under his right pectoral. āIām pleased to report that Ryder now understands how you felt, Colt,ā he says before plopping down onto Coltās couch, groaning.
Colt blinks as Six actually gets up and leaves, leaving his younger brother properly perplexed. Was he... actually going to go deal with Ryder? Nah, he wouldn't... right? Colt eventually decides that he wouldn't mind that.
He is in his kitchen, finishing up a little dinner for himself when Court walks back in. He immediately hones in on how battered the other man is, which makes him follow him into the living room.
"Jeez, Court," he laughs slightly. "I seriously can't tell who won that fight."
Six glares at Colt as he leans back against the couch. āI did, of course. This isnāt all from Ryder ā I had to deal with some guards too.ā
He lets his head fall back against the couch as he shuts his eyes, sighing. āWhatāre you cooking Colt? Smells good.ā
"I figured that, Ryder's too much of a coward to land all those blows." He inspects Court for a second, making sure there was no intense bleeding before looking back into the kitchen.
"Oh, it's just some potatoes and chicken. I'll make you a plate, you look like you need it." He disappears back into the next room and came back a few minutes later with two plates and an ice pack.
He sits down next to Court, handing over the ice and his share of the food. "Use this to keep down the swollen. You can't afford to look any uglier," he jokes.
Six laughs, groaning when the action makes his ribs hurt. āYouāve got that right. Didnāt take long for him to start begging.ā
He nods. āI guess I do. Thanks Colt.ā
He sits up when he sees Colt come back with the food, taking the plate and the ice pack with a nod. He rolls his eyes, chuckling at his brotherās joke as he presses the ice pack to his face. āWeāre practically identical asshole,ā he jokes back, flashing a smile at Colt before he begins eating.
"Sure, but I'm definitely the hotter brother," he jokes. He settles back into the couch before he starts eating, too, digging happily into his food. Really, it was the first time in days since he made himself a proper meal.
He practically inhales all of it and sets his plate down on the coffee table. He leans his head against the spine of the sofa and sighs heavily.
"God, my back's been killing me," he groans as a wave of pain flooded through his shoulders.
Six chuckles, rolling his eyes again. āSure. Keep telling yourself that.ā
He finishes his food soon after Colt and sets his fork down, leaning back against the couch. He turns his head to look at his brother, brows furrowed with concern. āOld injury flaring up again? Need me to get something for you?ā He asks as he sits up, groaning.
Colt! Howās my baby brother doing? Say, is Tom Ryder out of prison yet? Iād really like to talk to him.
@sierra-number-six
Oh, hey, Court! I'm doing... uh... interestingly, but overall pretty good. And, no, I don't think he's out yet... What exactly do you mean by 'talk to him'?
Good, thatās good. Hm. Thatās a shame. I mean, he deserves to be locked up for life. But I just wanted to help him understand how you felt after the āaccidentā.
Right. Well, hypothetically, if I had the name of the prison he's staying at, I could hypothetically give it to you. *slowly slides over a piece of paper with the name scrawled on it* Hypothetically, of course.
Six briefly glances at the paper before taking it and stuffing it in his pocket. āOf course. Hypothetically.ā He stands, straightening his jacket.
āIāll be back Colt.ā
Without another word he leaves Coltās place, off to take care of this hypothetical business.
He comes back hours later, knuckles and face bruised and bloody, one hand pressed under his right pectoral. āIām pleased to report that Ryder now understands how you felt, Colt,ā he says before plopping down onto Coltās couch, groaning.
Colt blinks as Six actually gets up and leaves, leaving his younger brother properly perplexed. Was he... actually going to go deal with Ryder? Nah, he wouldn't... right? Colt eventually decides that he wouldn't mind that.
He is in his kitchen, finishing up a little dinner for himself when Court walks back in. He immediately hones in on how battered the other man is, which makes him follow him into the living room.
"Jeez, Court," he laughs slightly. "I seriously can't tell who won that fight."
Six glares at Colt as he leans back against the couch. āI did, of course. This isnāt all from Ryder ā I had to deal with some guards too.ā
He lets his head fall back against the couch as he shuts his eyes, sighing. āWhatāre you cooking Colt? Smells good.ā
"I figured that, Ryder's too much of a coward to land all those blows." He inspects Court for a second, making sure there was no intense bleeding before looking back into the kitchen.
"Oh, it's just some potatoes and chicken. I'll make you a plate, you look like you need it." He disappears back into the next room and came back a few minutes later with two plates and an ice pack.
He sits down next to Court, handing over the ice and his share of the food. "Use this to keep down the swollen. You can't afford to look any uglier," he jokes.
Six laughs, groaning when the action makes his ribs hurt. āYouāve got that right. Didnāt take long for him to start begging.ā
He nods. āI guess I do. Thanks Colt.ā
He sits up when he sees Colt come back with the food, taking the plate and the ice pack with a nod. He rolls his eyes, chuckling at his brotherās joke as he presses the ice pack to his face. āWeāre practically identical asshole,ā he jokes back, flashing a smile at Colt before he begins eating.
Coltland Gentry AU where the bros go to space together but when they wake up with no memory of each other, this is what I'm imagining.
Colt: WHO ARE YOU AND WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE ME?!??!
Ryland: *Confused screaming*
Court: Everyone, stay calm!
Colt: HOW CAN I STAY CALM WHEN MY DOPPELGANGER IS LITERALLY RIGHT THERE?!?!?!?!!
Court: I DUNNO MAYBE SHUT YOUR PIE HOLE FOR ONE SECOND AND LEMME THINK!!
Ryland: *More confused screaming*
Ooc: roleplaying this would be so fucking funny
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Colt! Howās my baby brother doing? Say, is Tom Ryder out of prison yet? Iād really like to talk to him.
@sierra-number-six
Oh, hey, Court! I'm doing... uh... interestingly, but overall pretty good. And, no, I don't think he's out yet... What exactly do you mean by 'talk to him'?
Good, thatās good. Hm. Thatās a shame. I mean, he deserves to be locked up for life. But I just wanted to help him understand how you felt after the āaccidentā.
Right. Well, hypothetically, if I had the name of the prison he's staying at, I could hypothetically give it to you. *slowly slides over a piece of paper with the name scrawled on it* Hypothetically, of course.
Six briefly glances at the paper before taking it and stuffing it in his pocket. āOf course. Hypothetically.ā He stands, straightening his jacket.
āIāll be back Colt.ā
Without another word he leaves Coltās place, off to take care of this hypothetical business.
He comes back hours later, knuckles and face bruised and bloody, one hand pressed under his right pectoral. āIām pleased to report that Ryder now understands how you felt, Colt,ā he says before plopping down onto Coltās couch, groaning.
Colt blinks as Six actually gets up and leaves, leaving his younger brother properly perplexed. Was he... actually going to go deal with Ryder? Nah, he wouldn't... right? Colt eventually decides that he wouldn't mind that.
He is in his kitchen, finishing up a little dinner for himself when Court walks back in. He immediately hones in on how battered the other man is, which makes him follow him into the living room.
"Jeez, Court," he laughs slightly. "I seriously can't tell who won that fight."
Six glares at Colt as he leans back against the couch. āI did, of course. This isnāt all from Ryder ā I had to deal with some guards too.ā
He lets his head fall back against the couch as he shuts his eyes, sighing. āWhatāre you cooking Colt? Smells good.ā
Colt! Howās my baby brother doing? Say, is Tom Ryder out of prison yet? Iād really like to talk to him.
@sierra-number-six
Oh, hey, Court! I'm doing... uh... interestingly, but overall pretty good. And, no, I don't think he's out yet... What exactly do you mean by 'talk to him'?
Good, thatās good. Hm. Thatās a shame. I mean, he deserves to be locked up for life. But I just wanted to help him understand how you felt after the āaccidentā.
Right. Well, hypothetically, if I had the name of the prison he's staying at, I could hypothetically give it to you. *slowly slides over a piece of paper with the name scrawled on it* Hypothetically, of course.
Six briefly glances at the paper before taking it and stuffing it in his pocket. āOf course. Hypothetically.ā He stands, straightening his jacket.
āIāll be back Colt.ā
Without another word he leaves Coltās place, off to take care of this hypothetical business.
He comes back hours later, knuckles and face bruised and bloody, one hand pressed under his right pectoral. āIām pleased to report that Ryder now understands how you felt, Colt,ā he says before plopping down onto Coltās couch, groaning.
Colt! Howās my baby brother doing? Say, is Tom Ryder out of prison yet? Iād really like to talk to him.
@sierra-number-six
Oh, hey, Court! I'm doing... uh... interestingly, but overall pretty good. And, no, I don't think he's out yet... What exactly do you mean by 'talk to him'?
Good, thatās good. Hm. Thatās a shame. I mean, he deserves to be locked up for life. But I just wanted to help him understand how you felt after the āaccidentā.
[wiggles at him]
Why are youā¦ wiggling. At me.
Coltland Twins: *insert random chaos*
Court: āFuuuuck that is my circus. Are thoseā¦? Yepā¦ those are my monkeysā¦godfuckingdamnit.ā
Yep. My circus, my monkeys.
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Ryland, good to see you little brother! Listen, I know youāre currently on.. Erid, is it? And I know you got forced into that Hail Mary mission. So if thereās any business on earth you want me to take care of you just let me know, okay?
@sierra-number-six
Yeah! Okayā¦ ummā¦ this is a little outta the blueā¦ did something happen?
No no, nothing happened. Just figured Iād offer you my.. services, should you need them.
Oh! Thanks! My memory of earth is a little muddled since I let a feiend of mine erase a few of my memoriesā¦ but Iāll let you know if I think of anything!
Wait, you let someone erase your memories? Huh. Didnāt know that was possible. Kinda wish I could do that with a few of my own.
Colt and Court always putting Ryland behind them, not because he's fragile or can't defend himself, but because he's completely impulsive and WILL FIGHT anyone who talks shit about his brothers.
Ryland'll put himself of his older brother when their father started to get violent. He'll start yelling and cursing those who bothered Colt.
They put him behind for a safety measure, because Ryland always put them first. He doesn't care what will be the consequences.
Ryland, good to see you little brother! Listen, I know youāre currently on.. Erid, is it? And I know you got forced into that Hail Mary mission. So if thereās any business on earth you want me to take care of you just let me know, okay?
@sierra-number-six
Yeah! Okayā¦ ummā¦ this is a little outta the blueā¦ did something happen?
No no, nothing happened. Just figured Iād offer you my.. services, should you need them.
