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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Apr 3, 2013 22:02:55 GMT -8
"Do I have a fucking choice? I guess dare then...If I don't make it out alive ...Chantelle....Make Alex do something incredibly fucking embarrassing for me..." Chantelle- "Okay!"
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Post by DKender on Apr 3, 2013 22:07:47 GMT -8
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Apr 3, 2013 22:25:48 GMT -8
"Oh really? Fine, okay... but in return I fucking dare you to ask Chelsea to dance...fucking nicely."
Micah gulped inwardly, did he really want to ask Bebe to dance again? It had been fucking ages ago and she wasn't that bad... he guessed. Maybe he could be a dick about it and get her to reject his invitation? That still counted as fair play in a dare... yeah... but then she was responsible for his general health. It was only one fucking dance. shit.
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
Posts: 9,204
Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Apr 3, 2013 22:34:10 GMT -8
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Apr 3, 2013 23:50:00 GMT -8
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
Posts: 9,204
Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Apr 4, 2013 0:16:50 GMT -8
"Fine. Fiiiine. I'll ask her. But ya know what she'll say? Here! Here's what she'll say! (He imitated Chelsea's voice) I am NOT dancing with you, Alex. Maybe later. And by maybe, I mean never. Anyway, I only liked your rock star hair and amazing torso, just like all the other women you've dated. Except for Carly, because Carly was perfect, but she STILL dumped you. Haha! My true love is a Martian. I need a drink." Chantelle- "Haha, she totally doesn't sound like that." He served himself wine. Like Davin, Alex held the glass delicately, so snobbish! He must've picked that up from his parents."Have either of you seen Casey? I need somebody to compliment me." Chantelle- "Umm you sound alright in the self-esteem department to me... but they're moping around on the patio last I saw."
((OOC: Okay, okay, bed time for realsies! Just ... couldn't ... resist ... last post!))
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Post by Gillsing on Apr 4, 2013 3:49:10 GMT -8
Ben turned up for the event, still on his crutches, so there would be no dancing for him. He'd just have to make up for it by eating. Sliced Snicker bars? That sure made him miss the good old days when he could have multiple candy bars. Ben- "Damn. I wonder if there are demons who could grant a lifetime supply of candy?" Immediately after thinking out loud, Ben realised that the cost would surely not be worth it, and he should definitely not stipulate a wish in such a fashion, since the easiest solution would be to kill whoever wished for a 'lifetime supply' of anything.
Luke had been within earshot and took that as being directed at him. He sassed. Luke- "Dammit, I ain't got enough eyeballs to use those bastards like the green grocer, grmbl grmbl..."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Apr 4, 2013 7:41:14 GMT -8
((This should have been earlier but happysleeptiems awaited me)) "I make a point of knowing the names of everyone here that I meet. I suppose I should try to meet them better at this point." He frowns. "Kaya is doing well." He stares at Kenny, hard, when he chases Ivan away. "What has gotten into you, boy?" Kenny- "...N-nothin..."
He seems intimidated by Ashley and goes off to get a drink.
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Apr 4, 2013 8:53:02 GMT -8
Patti rolled in, a little late, but just about in time for the food to be served. She spent three hours cleaning geese yesterday, but that hadn't dulled her excitement for it any. She was hungry.
She was carrying a suspicious black leather case. It was about 18 inches tall and shy of three feet long. She set it down at the edge of the stage and headed over to the dinner line.
She waved at the guys. Despite the horror of the siege, she found it remarkably easy to smile these last few days. It was a wonder what some regular sleep could do for a person. Last night, she was so tired she fell asleep without a brownie and slept just fine. Still, she decided to lubricate herself for the party and had half of one before coming over.
When she got to the front of the line, she smiled at Chantelle as she loaded her plate."Thanks for the chow, Chan. I know it's a pain to cook all those geese we keep bringing you. I really appreciate it though." Chantelle- "Aww, you're welcome Patti, that's sweet! I can't wait until we get more veggies in the garden, it hurts my little vegan soul to cook all those geese.. but hey at, least we're eating local!"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Apr 4, 2013 14:31:15 GMT -8
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 4, 2013 19:36:31 GMT -8
Chantelle- "So, didja hear how we're doing music tonight? Seems like it could be a disaster. Or just... real interesting."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 4, 2013 19:37:36 GMT -8
Seth- "Aw yeah, we're in the place to be...!"
Bryce- "And what a place it is..."
Bryce had the tone of a man who could be dead in ten minutes but didn't care.
The two men lurked on the edge of the party, trying to look cool.
Seth- "I guess we can dance this time, since we already got the bashing out of the way." Bryce tugged the broad collar of the tank top as if it was too tight.
Bryce- "Eughhh...."
Seth- "Hey think of this, dancing! With me! What more could a guy want?
Bryce- "You are the president. I could be the First Hustler. But seriously, are you ready to memorize all these faces?"
Seth- "I'm halfway there, or maybe more than half! I think I've talked to everyone here at least once. How about you?"
Bryce- "Not at all. It's like some kind of freaky party game that you have to play or der Kommissar will shoot you."
Seth- "Hey you can just tag along with me and watch from the dark spooky shadows, taking your little notes."
Bryce- "Yeeeeah but, how will people get to know me if I stay in the shadows? It's like, if someone doesn't recognize me, does that mean they're allowed to shoot me? After all, I could be a demon."
Seth- "Okay, have it your way, let's go talk to EVERYBODY! You make all the introductions. Muahahaha!"
Bryce- "God save me."
Seth- "Where is your god now, Bryce? There is no hope, there is only pleasant conversation!"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Apr 4, 2013 19:44:21 GMT -8
Stevie- "SETH! And presidential assistant Bryce! Pourquois le sunglasses, monsieurs?" Stevie was rolling deep. Seth- " 'Cause we're two cool guys! Actually, I'll probably wanna take these off when we get inside there. I almost fell down the stairs again."
Stevie- "We can't have none of that! How long would you be laid up for this time?"
Seth- "Probably a hundred million years."
Marie- "Yeah, safety first. When you fall on the stairs, you could break your neck and die."
Zoe- "Gross!"
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Apr 4, 2013 19:58:52 GMT -8
To Chantelle - "I was thinking about a little performance later, if I can get over my nerves." "I haven't performed for anyone since... the late eighties. I haven't even played an instrument since, probably '96 or so. I'm hoping I still remember how." Chantelle- "Oh WOW! That sounds so exciting Patti! Let me know if I can help you set up. What do you play?"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Apr 4, 2013 20:06:21 GMT -8
The cool dudes strutted all up on that party. Seth tucked his sunglasses into his shirt pocket. Bryce kept them on even in the dark room only lit by twinkle lights.
Seth- "You gonna be able to memorize all those faces with your blinders on?
Bryce- "Yeah, yeah... I'll just peak around the corners... honest."
Zoe- "I wants stunglasses!"
Marie- "I guess it's time to begin with our evening's duties. Bryce, have you met Zoe before? Zoe, this is Bryce."
Bryce- "Charmed."
Zoe- "Tch! DUH. I know him. We aren't only coworkers or nothin'."
Bryce- "I... hadn't thought of that. I guess we do have a rather similar job description."
Zoe- "I know. That's why I said it."
Seth- "Hey Stevie, you probably know most of these people too. Anyone you're hot to talk to?"
Stevie- "Oh nothin' thrilling. But, probably good to get a little face time with some of those Twinkie guys and such."
Marie- "Those Twinkie people seem rather private. I hope you can find them."
Seth- "Yeah I totally thought there was more of them early on.. maybe it just seemed like it."
"..."
Bryce- "So, kid, you come here often?"
Zoe- "Tch, DUH! I only eat breakfast, lunch and dinner in here."
Bryce- "Ah, my bad."
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