More than one player~ pafp

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    What happens when three guys are picked to live in a house and stream video games live for a living?


    Jack: Jack enjoys video games and has been playing them since he was extremely young, hes very outgoing and loud with excitment, but extremly picky about what he eats.


    Mason: Mason is a writer, he writes a lot of poetry and is pretty attractive, he wears a lot of flannels and enjoys the entertainment aspect of streaming.


    Timothy: Timothy is the technical nerd of the streaming group, he enjoys video games just as much as Jack and when there are technical difficulties you just call Timmy, he works at a coffee shop and loves to hike


    (I hope you dont mind im basing all this off a story im writing, basically the plot is Jack and Mason start to fall in love and Timmy sees this as the perfect oppurtinity, he frames Mason with text messages that look like hes cheating on Jack and Jack quits...and we can take it up from there.)


    Ill be Jack and Timmy, if you could be Mason that would be great.


    "Do you see this, Tim?" Jack grumbled holding up a glass of water in the sunlight, the slow hum of the high powered computer drowning out the silence, Jack hadnt gone live just yet, he was just getting prepared. "Theres floaties in the water..."


    "Jack...You seriously need to understand that there will ALWAYS BE FLOATIES IN THE WATER." Tim said slightly loud but highly amused that this was a conversation him and Jack had regularly.


    "Toss me a water bottle instead." Jack said setting down the water glass.


    Tim sighed reaching into the fridge and pulling out a water bottle tossing it to him. "Careful, dont catch the plague from the little floaties of utter distruction."


    "SHH! No joking about it~"


    (Also one line posts are boring if you could at least keep ur posts to a minimum of 2 lines that would be appreciated! Thank you! Unless theres nothing you can work with, then i understand ;D )

    OOC- hope you don"t mind if i just hop in. Also, do you think we could start before Mason and jack became an item, just a bit before?
    Mason heard the mumbling through the wall, and shifted himself closer to listen. When the words still showed no signs of becoming audible, he turned back to his computer and sighed. His elbow dug into the mouse pad as his chin rested on his open palm. Slowly, his eyelids were losing the power to keep him conscious. It had been a while since he slept. It wasn't his fault. He was a night blogger, mostly, and most of the time the work just bled into the day draining the life from his sleep schedule. Day after day. For a moment, he rested his eyes from the tireless observation of the render bar for his latest video. little did he know his body had much more drastic plans for this momentary rest.
    His head shot up as it slammed into the table, his hazel hair brushing over his eyes. Only a bit longer, only until the bar reached the end. Without realizing, he pressed his ear into his shoulder and let a yawn escape his lips. Again, he fell into sleep.

    Yes you can jump in! And yes thats fine! :)


    Jack began drinking the water bottle. "See? Now thats trusty water, untouched by man."
    Tim raised an eyebrow at the streamer. "Thats...not really true." He muttered.
    "Shut up Tim, just let me dream okay." He said taking another big drink.

    The chatter woke Mason up, and fortunately the render was finished. He checked his watch and yawned, standing and stretching his back. A smile pinched at the corners of his mouth and he started into the lounge with the others. "Hiya guys." He grinned and rubbed sleep out of his eyes. With a yawn he spoke, "What is it this time?"

    "About 1, what took you so long sleepy head?" Jack joked and Tim rolled his eyes. "What ever Jack, you would've stayed in bed till 4 O'clock if I hadn't waken you up to stream this morning." He said and Jack shook his head. "No I can get up on my own."
    Tim stood up from his chair and wandered into the kitchen. "Anyone want breakfast? Or rather, Lunch." Tim said, Tim always never missed a chance to show off his cooking skills

    "Uh... yeah, sure." He smiled and took the seat that Tim had vacated. He sent a generous, but exhausted smile to Jack, running his hands through his hair. Part of his was proud for how long he could go without sleep, but he knew the other did not share his opinions, so he went along with it. Mason yawned and leaned his head back in his chair, pressed his nails into the armrests. "While you're offering, how about a four course meal? Crepes, omlets, hashbrowns, coffee, bacon..." He mumbled on, listing the foods on his hands.

    "Oh of course you know me Mason, I only make the best." He chuckled and began taking all the ingredients for the things Mason has listed. To be honest, crepes sounded really good.
    "Hey are you going to make me any Tim?" Jack smiled.
    Tim just rolled his eyes.
    "Are you sure you wont find any floaties in the food?" He chuckled.

    Sending a quick, confused glance to Tim for the statement, he quickly wiped it away. He smiled and yawned, stretching his arms over his head and arching his back. He was shaking. He was moving so that they couldn't see it. Tapping his fingers on the wooden chair's rests, he smiled up at Jack. "So, what's on the menu?" He inquired, "Are we playing something meaningful this time? Or what." He sniffed, mocking the last game they had played and it's utter stupidity.

    "Come on, Gang beasts is the best game ever." Jack chuckled
    http://store.steampowered.com/app/285900/ (If you dont know what Gang Beasts is and if you care xD)


    "I vote that we play it again tonight." He said and nodded.


    "How about some Nutella strawberry crepes." Tim said completely ignoring the comment made by Jack. Without waiting for an answer he began to make the Crepes, because he wanted some himself.

    Mason smiled and blushed, he could never say no to Jack when he had that face. "Alright, but this time I'll be the victor. I'm running on half an hour of sleep and pure caffeine so nothing on this earth can stop me." He twitched a bit and puffed out his chest triumphantly. He glanced over to Tim and smiled, "I can taste the calories already, Tim. They're delicious." He announced proudly.