Post by Emma “Emmz” Squalor on May 7, 2009 22:25:45 GMT -5
“That isn’t too far from where I live,” Jerome explained, as the two boys made their way past the shops and other businesses. “I’ve got a car… perhaps we could drive someplace together sometime. My parents own a beach house that’s about forty-five minutes from where I live.”
On their way to Marty’s house, the boys were forced to cut through the Courthouse Square. It was home to the town courthouse and an enormous clock tower. Gazing up, Jerome’s jaw nearly hit the ground at the sight of the enormous clock tower. It was almost menacing to a person of Jerome’s sheltered background, to a point in which he felt himself becoming quite overwhelmed.
“What’s that?” he asked, pointing.
[Random bit of information: When I was typing “Square” I accidentally started typing “Squalor”. And just now, when I typed “Square” again, I did type “Squalor”. ;D]
Post by Very Funky Disco on May 8, 2009 0:51:39 GMT -5
"It's the Hill Valley Courthouse," Marty replied, smiling. "It was built a hundred years ago. The clock tower, though, stopped running thirty years ago. Thus, the clock has been stuck at 10:04 since. Carol Vincent and those folks at the Hill Valley Preservation Society are intent on keeping the clock tower just the way it is."
OOC: In this universe, George and Lorraine met a few years prior to the Enchantment Under the Sea Dance - so, as a result, November 12 holds no significance to them. Also, I know exactly what you're referring to. Three guesses on why I don't have any OCs named "Mary" in my ficverse.
Post by Emma “Emmz” Squalor on May 8, 2009 12:30:10 GMT -5
Jerome nodded thoughtfully, his eyes still fixated on the clock tower. “My grandfather always says not to mess with perfection,” said Jerome. “We didn’t have any historical sites as impressive as this back where I grew up. It must be fascinating to live in a town that holds such a long line of history.”
[Yes, I remember in the canon universe that George and Lorraine didn’t know each other until he asked her to the dance. And it would be confusing to have an OC with the same name as your favorite character. ]
Post by Very Funky Disco on May 10, 2009 15:15:01 GMT -5
"I never really thought much of it, to be honest," Marty replied, softly. "I guess I can understand where Carol and her friends are coming from, but I... It was a little over a hundred years ago, in fact, that Seamus and Maggie McFly moved to town - and it's where my great-grandfather, William was born."
OOC: Sorry about not being on yesterday. I was busy. I also figured that, even in the improved timeline, Marty hasn't thought too much of his hometown's history - until after taking his first time travel trip. Essentially, this is similar to the improved timeline - except that George and Lorraine met under different circumstances.
Post by Emma “Emmz” Squalor on May 10, 2009 17:02:13 GMT -5
Jerome had never been what Maxwell Squalor would call a history buff— Jerome much preferred spending his free time reading books and bird-watching. He had no idea who his ancestors were like Marty did, and it made Jerome feel a little left out.
“I don’t know who my relatives are,” Jerome said. “The oldest I know of are my grandparents on both sides. My father was raised in New York City, and my mother grew up somewhere in Boston.”
[That’s fine, I can’t expect you to be on every day. Yes, I can see how Marty wouldn’t know too much about his town’s history until he and Doc traveled back in time. Since I spent Friday and Saturday watching the BTTF trilogy for the first time in years, I’ll be able to keep up with you now. ]
Post by Very Funky Disco on May 10, 2009 17:22:20 GMT -5
"I vaguely remember Great-Grandpa William," commented Marty, wistfully. "He passed away, though, back in 1975. He was such a kind old man. Apparently, when he was younger, he looked a lot like me. He was the first McFly to be born in America."
Post by Emma “Emmz” Squalor on May 10, 2009 21:34:51 GMT -5
“That’s fascinating,” Jerome said. “People tell me that I resemble my father when he was my age, but he was much thinner than I am.” He couldn’t help but blush a little at the statement, and looked away from Marty briefly.
[Yes, it was. I had forgotten what a great series BTTF is. ]
Post by Very Funky Disco on May 10, 2009 22:53:22 GMT -5
"I really don't look that much like my father," Marty commented, smiling, "Or my Grandpa Arthur." With a sigh, he added, "I'm very close to my Grandma Stella. I even enjoy baking cookies with her, in fact. Grandpa Sam died back in 1970, though. Mom said that he was quite strict. What about you? What are your grandparents like?"
Post by Emma “Emmz” Squalor on May 11, 2009 15:11:08 GMT -5
“I’m close with my grandfather on my father’s side,” Jerome confessed. “Though I can't say the same for my grandmother. As a child when my family and I went to visit my father’s parents, my grandmother would always scold me for being shy.”
Post by Emma “Emmz” Squalor on May 11, 2009 15:57:18 GMT -5
The way Marty shouted reminded Jerome greatly of the way his father was constantly shouting at him. Jerome was so startled that he stumbled backward and fell against a mailbox, hitting his elbow painfully against it.
“It’s O.K.,” he assured Marty, massaging the area where the mailbox had struck. “Don’t worry about it.”
[Yes, Maxwell was treated the same by his father. It was a spur-of-the-moment decision to write that, but I felt it would make sense considering Maxwell’s demeanor.]
Post by Very Funky Disco on May 11, 2009 16:32:04 GMT -5
"C'mon, buddy," urged Marty, as he helped Jerome. Sympathetically, he added, "I guess you don't have a very happy family life. Well, we're almost at my place." Teasingly, he added, "If you'd like, my parents might be happy to adopt you."
OCC: Yeah, I kind of figured that his grandparents had to be about as bad as him. I've come up with things at the spur of the moment, as well.
Post by Very Funky Disco on May 11, 2009 23:19:33 GMT -5
"I have three siblings," explained Marty, smiling. "Dave is the eldest. He's 22 years old, and he works as an executive. Linda is nineteen, and she works a boutique - and has numerous boyfriends. Last but not least, there's Artie. He's my twin brother, and he was named after my paternal grandfather. He had a study date with Lloyd Hathaway - but he should be home, now. I'll have to introduce you to him."
Post by Emma “Emmz” Squalor on May 11, 2009 23:40:15 GMT -5
Jerome always tended to be painfully shy when meeting new people, a quality which stretched all the back to his childhood. During his first meeting with his grandparents on his father’s side, Jerome had become so shy that he’d hidden behind his mother and stayed there while the adults conversed. It hadn’t been a very good first impression, but what else could he do? He just didn’t have a talent when it came to socializing.
“I would’ve loved to have a sister,” Jerome said. “My parents had hoped that Andrew would be a girl— though sometimes my father tells me that I’m more like a girl than a boy.”
[When I watched the movies, I thought that Linda was younger than Marty. The things I learn! ;D]