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Post by Suyoi on Dec 26, 2012 16:15:18 GMT -8
The good doctor let the rhythm move him, as the first song had proclaimed, but his exterior began to slip into something a little more thought-heavy. ~ I bet Mike would like a break. He's got so much stress over there, especially with all the weird rules that have been put in place. Shit, even if it was just for a few hours, yeah. A shame people have never taken the thought of whats happening to the rest of what would be our community... not yet.~ Thierry- "I'm sorry Charlie... Are you OK?" Dr. Victor took a breather moving to the edge of the crowd. He patted Thierry on the arm with a weak, if distracted, smile. He moseyed over to Ibi, Sharma and Columbo. He extended his hand to Ibi with a smile. "Oh, look at what you've done with the place, Ibi. It's pretty amazing." Ibi- "It's mostly the others, but thank you. Let me know what you think of my medicinal offerings some time, doctor. "
"Columbo, why don't you go and show Bebe what's what? If you keep staring at her like that she might just explode." He nudged the man gently in the arm with his elbow. Columbo- "I'm going to dance with someone else tonight, I have to. She won't get the best of me, demmit!"
Dr. Victor leaned against the wall, letting his eyes drift over the semi-agile bodies. He spoke quietly to no one in particular. "I think it's nice... I think it's very nice."
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Dec 26, 2012 21:18:02 GMT -8
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Post by Dr. Jar on Dec 27, 2012 8:11:17 GMT -8
"I have been collecting cigarettes, and I have candy." Ashley never ate candy, but he had it in mind, and had brought some with him just in case. It was his favorite thing to do during parties. He had not had anything to drink, but was always on alert for ghosts and the like. They could come at any time, no one was safe. He looked for the dealer, and scanned over what game they were playing briefly. He felt he was a virtuous man, but gambling was one sin he couldn't withhold from himself. Tyrone- "Hey man, it's poker again. I don' know why nobody want t' play dominos with me. "
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 27, 2012 13:44:18 GMT -8
Chantelle- "Hm... A bit dark for this crowd, maybe? Perhaps you'd like it a bit more TWISTed?" She started this track:
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Post by Dr. Jar on Dec 27, 2012 19:32:36 GMT -8
Ashley settled down with Patti, and then grinned. He put down his gamble, and then put out his hand to be dealt. "I've never seen you gamble before, Patti." He remarks, folding his hands on the table.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 27, 2012 19:41:46 GMT -8
Volya- "Tyrone gave me twenty-five IOUs equals to one cigarette each. I'm going to make him regrets it. ;D"
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Dec 27, 2012 20:33:31 GMT -8
"I play and lose every Christmas with my brothers. We usually bet shotgun shells and then have a skeet competition the next day. Now that I always won, even with half the shells as they had. Hmm." She looked thoughtful for a moment. She hadn't thought too much about her brothers lately. "We'll, I've been all over the hood, so I know where to find all the cigarettes. IOUs will be honored." She shrugged at her cards. "I'll raise twenty." She smiled. (OOC - She's got two pairs, jacks and nines, she's totally bluffing. And not well.)
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Post by Dr. Jar on Dec 27, 2012 20:53:36 GMT -8
"I'll raise twenty." He is also bluffing, but not by much. He has a good bluffing face, at the very least.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 27, 2012 21:26:36 GMT -8
Volya- "How did I end up all-in so soon? Son of the bitch, people."
Ivan- "Fold."
Tyrone- "I'll give it to ya, Volya. Good luck, brotha."
Kaito- "I see it." What do you do babies? Just stay in, raise, or fold? Volya's stake is puny, so even if he wins he only gets part of the take (as much as his stake plus that much of each other person in) and the runner up takes the rest. That means any raising is against each other or potentially Kaito.
Unless I don't know what the shit I'm talking about, but consider it a house rule if you don't feel like digging out Hoyle.
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Dec 27, 2012 21:48:26 GMT -8
"Yeesh, um, I'll fold." (And thus goes Patti's game in general)
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Post by Suyoi on Dec 27, 2012 22:58:37 GMT -8
Dr. Victor nodded his head to the music, letting his fingers lace into Thierry's palm. Given Columbo's intensity, the good doctor leaned closer to Ibi. His face lit up, a smile slipping onto his lips. "Hey, Ibi. Do you have enough for me to make a peace offering? I know a guy who probably could use a pick me up. Call it an ask, a personal ask, from me to you. I think it would be great if this works out, but... to be honest, it's kind of a secret. God only knows what people all ready think of me, let alone what I'd be doing with a dime bag slinking off somewhere." Ibi- "I can be discreet, of course, but the times have changed... No one will care, I am certain."
Dr. Victor nodded over to the 'boy' couch with a little sigh. "I, yeah, if you could get that for me, hell, I'd forfeit the dance competition and clean the coops myself." Ibi- "As long as it's within the sustainable amount, it's free, man. The way it was meant to be. " "Thierry, yeah, I think I'm going to be fine. This has to work, right? It's a party after all." Thierry- "It's a 403 party. I've come to expect good things of these."
He beamed at the bald man, almost reassured again, the earlier doubt breaking off like an old clay pot smashed in some child's video game. "Yeah! He'd need a break anyways."
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Post by DKender on Dec 27, 2012 23:57:37 GMT -8
"You're right. I'm sorry about that, Chelsea. Faith, right? And we have each other." Chelsea- " " Timor non est in caritate sed perfecta caritas foras mittit timorem quoniam timor poenam habet qui autem timet non est perfectus in caritate."Haha WHOA, I just had ... you ever think something really crazy? Just, uh, memories that pop into your head? Ha, nevermind. This twist song's nice, though." Chelsea- "Make like Chubby Checker or go home!" He noticed the doctor hanging with Ibi. Were they making friendly conversation, or ... Alex wrinkled his nose. It was a party, sure, but weed-smell made him sick. If Dr. Victor smoked any of that stuff before their competition, Alex would maybe-definitely throw up in front of everyone. Hell probably smelled like weed. Weed and copal, just like Uncle Brick's stupid station wagon. Alex gestured wildly at Dr. Victor. Come hither, you! Come hitherrr and pay attention to me! He would've shouted, but Chelsea didn't seem to appreciate the ruckus last time.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 28, 2012 3:23:48 GMT -8
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Dec 28, 2012 16:03:21 GMT -8
The alcohol from earlier, mixed with the head banging was not a good combo and Micah felt more than a little dizzy. Not chundering territory but close enough and Micah didn't want to become that guy who chucks his guts every party. He was going to make it through this party stomach contents intact...well at least until morning. "Oh fuck my head... You're the finest hardcore dancer this side of the apocalypse but I err think I need a break. One twist is fucking enough for me. Are you going to let chubby take you or join me for a drink?" Nora- "Oy, it's gettin' too twisted, this mix. Chantelle has gotten much weirder since the last one, no question."
Micah moved to the kitchen and helped himself to a glass of water, although the bottle of tequila flirted with him nearby. He grabbed a piece of bread smothered with homemade dip and washed it down with the water. Nora grabbed herself some of the tequila, Jones green apple soda, and a lemon. She mixed it up wordlessly and offered Micah some.From the kitchen he noticed Alex seem to have a kind of fit in the doctor's direction, either it was time for the fucking dance off or Alex was being attacked by a wayward bee. It would at least distract him from the beguiling bottle of Mexico's finest. Nora- "Ooh, is it time yet? "
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Post by Suyoi on Dec 28, 2012 16:28:53 GMT -8
Dr. Victor shrugged at Alex's direction, blinking. His 'mirthful' tone was reminiscent of his cynical self. "I think he's going for the sympathy vote, Thierry. Hrm. Can you let him know I concede? I don't believe I have any dance move that can compete with a boy who's going into a fit to impress a girl." Thierry- "Well, this will be awkward... But consider it done. The neighborhood's been rather quiet. Will you want an escort this time, or just go it alone again? It's getting dark soon."
"I'm a big boy, Thierry. No worries about me. Just wait until I get back. I'll really cut loose then, and you wait and see who needs to be escorted from the party." The good doctor flashed him the finger gun, before convening with Ibi again to gather up some of the supplies. He clapped the dark haired man on the shoulder with a smile. "I think you're going to make someone's apocalypse tonight, Ibi. Thanks." Ibi- "That is exactly what I'm here for."
With that, the good doctor headed for the stairwell down, casting sideways glances at the spontaneous seizures from Alex and cast Micah a playful wink.
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