92sies - Blog Posts
Jack: Have you seen Spot?
Davey: Who?
Jack: Short, strong, runs Brooklyn?
Davey: …
Jack: Looks like if Sunday was a person?
Davey: Oh yeah! He just left!
Crutchie: I think that the difference between us is that you like cars, whereas I wouldn’t know the difference between a Ford and a Honda if they both ran me over.
Race: Spot isn't an asshole. He just...doesn't place much stock in politeness
Spot: I refuse to answer your calls and only your calls.
Jack: Seriously?
Spot: Seriously.
Spot: Race calls? I answer. Davey calls? I answer. You call? I throw my phone away as far as I can.
Jack: So only about a foot then?
Spot: This is why I don't answer your calls.
Davey: I have an eidetic memory.
Race: So what you're saying is that you're great at spelling bees.
Davey: I mean yeah, I've seen the word spelled before.
Spot: Shut up!
Race: I didn't say anything????
Spot: I can hear your dumbass thoughts from here.
Jack: I've got step by step instructions on leading Manhattan under my bed. Even a monkey could follow it.
Davey looking at Race shoving pretzel sticks up his nose: Good cause we got one of those.
*by the docks*
Spot: Status is it's a boat and it's missing. Status on you is you're annoying and I wish you were missing
Davey: It's about a kilometer away
Jack: I don't speak Canadian, how far is that?
Davey: Did you finish the last of the powdered doughnuts?
Spot *mouth full*: No
Davey: What’s on your face
Spot: Cocaine
Race: I finally understand my anatomy.
Race: I have a big heart, a small bladder, and a small brain
Spot: Am I the only one that finds it weird that I can transfer data from my brain to someone else’s by opening my mouth and pushing air with vibrations in their direction
Davey: How high are you?
Spot: 5’4”
Albert: I wish my name was Brad so I could be 75% rad
Jack: If I had to pinpoint my biggest flaw, it would probably be me
Race: Destroy the idea that I will ever calm down
Crutchie: So tired of being a human, I want to be a flower
Racetrack Higgins plays trumpet and bari sax because Loud
Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk
(If you would like further explanation don't be afraid to ask!)
Elmer for the instrument thing?
Elmer plays flute and piccolo!
When he was in 5th grade, his school did a thing called "Try Band", which is basically where kids can go in and try different instruments to see what they want to play when the next school year came around.
He knew he didn't want to play any of the brass instruments, they just seemed too loud and in your face. So he tried woodwinds. He started with clarinet and saxes, but found that he didn't like how similar and relatively easy they were to play.
But then in the corner of the stage, he saw the flutes. He had seen people play them before and he had always thought they sounded nice, but what really sold it for him was how difficult the flute is to play. He watched so many people struggle as they tried to make a sound come out, most failing and giving up. When he tried, it took him a few tries, but he eventually got out a shaky and quiet but definite sound. They girl running the section smiled at him and told him that he seemed destined for it, and that was that.
Now fast forward about a year and a half, and he's gotten pretty good. He can play lots of pieces and he thoroughly enjoys practicing. So he decides to take up another instrument, just for fun. And the natural decision is piccolo.
He started taking private lessons and he didn't really feel the need to tell anyone because he didn't think he was all that good. In reality, he was excelling quickly for someone who just picked it up.
Fast forward again and it's junior year. Elmer's in the top band at the school and they were sight reading through a piece to see if they would play it for their upcoming concert. Everyone loved the piece. Each part was complicated and fascinating and everyone wanted to play this piece so badly. So imagine their disappointment when they learn that they need a piccolo, and they don't have one. As everyone's sulking about their lost song, Elmer quietly tells the director that he's been playing piccolo for 2 and a half years and he would be happy to play it fir the concert. From that day on, everyone praised him for saving their concert and their hearts, and every time someone mentioned it, Elmer just blushes and says it's no problem and that anyone would have done it.
As for what bands he's in, Elmer loves music so obviously he's in concert band and he loves the orchestral music, so orchestra was no question. The only band he didn't join was jazz band and not because he didn't enjoy playing the music. He just didn't want to play an instrument that wasn't similar to flute.
I hope this satisfied your ask!💜
My freshman year attempt at the newsies jump. (the preschoolers next to us got excited after I was on the ground for a while)
*shopping for their new home*
Jack: We have plates already!
Davey: We have three non-matching plastic plates that Race stole from various Cracker Barrels.
Jack: They’re microwave and dishwasher safe.
Specs: I heard you like bad boys.
Specs: Well I’m bad at everything.
Specs: *winks with both eyes*
Crutchie: *on the walkie-talkie* The trapper base is heavily guarded by attack dogs!
Davey: That’s bad.
Crutchie: Negative, they’re good boys.
Race: *sobbing on the ground* I ruin everything I touch!
Crutchie: Not everything.
Jack: Yeah, Crutchie was broken well before you came along!
So I usually don’t do things like this but it’s been like a year and I’m desperate sooooo...
Does anyone know the name of the newsies fic where Race is like actually a genius and Davey starts tearing his intelligence and he’s really good at probability which is why he’s so good at gambling but the when Davey confronts him about he says he doesn’t want to be super smart cause he doesn’t want to be different and stuff?!?!?!
Because I’ve been trying to find it for a while and I’m having terrible luck.
*Jack after following a Bob Ross tutorial with only audio*
Jack: *sees Bob’s painting*
Jack: Hey, mine’s like his, but shit!
Davey: Jack stop napping and go sell the rest of your papes.
Jack: Napping sounds so childish. I prefer the term horizontal life pause.
Jack: If I die my funeral’s gonna be the biggest party and you’re all invited.
Davey: If?
Spot: Great, the only party I’ve ever been invited to and he might not even die.
Jack: So it turns out the answer to my problem wasn’t at the bottom of this pint of ice cream but the important thing is that I tried.
Elmer: *to Mike and Ike* Since you guys are twins do you have any twin super powers?
Ike: Yeah, everytime Mike looks at me I have this feeling.
Elmer: Feeling? What feeling?
Ike: Anger