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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Dec 21, 2012 22:24:23 GMT -8
Patti danced well, though her moves were about ten years out of date. Occasionally, they got a little closer than she intended to and she was grateful that she chewed half a pack of Trident after smoking that marijuana. Next time she'd try to get it in a baked good. Heh heh, baked good. (This was the best I could manage on my iPad)Attachments:
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Post by Dr. Jar on Dec 21, 2012 23:08:36 GMT -8
Ashley was blissfully oblivious of the fact that Patti was probably high as a kite, though he wasn't intentionally trying to pull her closer. It was just part of the dance, he assumed. He had never been the touchy feely type apart from some back slaps. He was getting into the groove, back to the days of highschool, that BGs concert where he wore the glasses everyone thought were so cool. He disapproved heartily of the pot farm, and always pressed for it's replacement with more useful and healthful crops, but he'd never act against it. He would often lecture that it was bad for the health, nevermind in the days of his youth he had a few puffs of the hashish. No, those days were over now, he had been a fool boy. He hid the photos of him in foolish bright clothes with his curly hair in a front and back poof far into the recesses of his mother's photo album shelf. He drew her close again and then leaned back. Things were good. Life was good. But he could do without the silly haircuts and the potheads.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 22, 2012 1:00:27 GMT -8
Chantelle- "In honor of Ibi's crop, I should play some Cypress Hill, but for now just have this remix of the Doobie Brothers!" She started a dance mix of "Takin' it to the Streets."
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Post by Gillsing on Dec 22, 2012 1:31:23 GMT -8
Ben danced like... he had danced before. Nothing new, nothing crazy, nothing fancy. But he was still having fun!
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Dec 22, 2012 1:39:39 GMT -8
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 22, 2012 2:43:27 GMT -8
Volya- "Hey man. Hey man. Hey man. What are you drinkin?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 22, 2012 2:48:05 GMT -8
Lilla- "Your name is Monty, right?"
Monty- "Lilla. We talked a few times..."
Lilla- "I'm sorry. I'll let you in on a secret... I'm kinda drinking too much lately."
Mega- "Thanks for cutting in. That guy was a weird wolfman."
Ibi- "No problem Mega. You're adorable tonight. "
Mega- "Aww, thanks!"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Dec 22, 2012 3:16:51 GMT -8
Volya- "Hey man. Hey man. Hey man. What are you drinkin?"
"I have no idea mate, tastes like peaches. I don't even know if it's alcoholic, but hey someone once told me 50% of the effect of drugs is a placebo, so fuck it. How's it hanging? Set you're sights on any ladies tonight?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 22, 2012 4:05:03 GMT -8
Volya- "I don't understand that word. Plessy-bow."
Hector- "It means all in your head, mang."
Volya- "Mind games. Hypnotizings. Ladies? Nyet. I don't know about these new kids... They seem like virgins... No fun."
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Post by Suyoi on Dec 22, 2012 11:25:37 GMT -8
Dr. Victor moved into the room, prowling a little like a cat. He moved towards the bar and grabbed a bottle of water, tossing it deftly from hand to hand as he perused the dance floor's odder than odd coupling. He did blink a couple times at Ben's choice; Dr. Victor certainly wasn't going to go off gallivanting with a fire-breathing bestial train-wreck. Not even if she asked nicely. The good doctor sipped his water and moved around the room, gauging the length of the dance floor and wondering how many people would be able to really make this interesting. Maybe we should just trade four four counts of music? That would totally be all right, and he'd feel like he'd be able to win. Me and my big mouth... gosh, I better keep the it looking like I care to win. Maybe he'll forget about the coops? Ooo! I could get him good and drunk like last time, right? Yeah. Heh heh heh, nice move, Doctor. A crazed look washed over his face as he stared at Sarah during his train of thought.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Dec 22, 2012 15:36:45 GMT -8
Volya- "Mind games. Hypnotizings. Ladies? Nyet. I don't know about these new kids... They seem like virgins... No fun."
"And rob a young girl of your immense fucking sexual knowledge? What about you Hector? Nice facial hair. Do you trim or is that natural?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 22, 2012 18:19:45 GMT -8
Sarah- "I feel a disturbance in the Force, as if millions of heebie jeebies in my stomach cried out and were suddenly silenced. Hey Ben, we should go get a drink. And hide in the kitchen."
Volya- "Virgins is always no fun. You gots to start somewhere, but it isn't my job to be the teacher. Maybe Ben can do that."
Hector- "Mang, you know I don't trim this shit. When I feel like anything fucking matters again, maybe I'll start shaving."
Volya- "You should look at sunny side, Hector. It's funny."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 22, 2012 18:35:49 GMT -8
Kenny- "Whoa, dude. Our chicks are dancing with each other. Hot."
Derek- "Damn. A shame it isn't the slow jam."
Kenny- "Guess we oughtta cut in. Haha." Kenny and Derek went to dance with Susie and Ione, apparently indicative of the way it be with those folks.
Seth appeared from the south hall and was hailed by three people at once. He made a friendly but dismissive gesture and mumbled to himself. Seth- "Damn. Where's Bryce?" He turned and left. Tyrone- "Hey man. Why aren't you out dancin'?"
Kaito- "All the ladies... Not my type?"
Tyrone- "Maybe you ought t' get out more."
Kaito- "Nn." Kaito stopped fiddling with his music equipment and went with Tyrone to help set up the games.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 22, 2012 18:46:57 GMT -8
Chantelle- "OK, OK, OK, I should really stop interjecting with blather and let the music speak for itself, but I can't help it... It's a disease, somebody stop me! Neil?" "Hey Hey, My My" by Neil Young started to play.
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Post by DKender on Dec 22, 2012 21:53:38 GMT -8
Alex entered the community center and made a beeline for Chelsea. On the way, he scanned the party. Seth, who seemed to be preoccupied and leaving, was thinner than ever. Alex had prayed (to the angels, God, and Kateri Tekakwitha) for the president's health every night that week, but it didn't help. He glanced away quickly, since staring was rude, and noticed Derek getting friendly with Ione on the dance floor. Ugh. Why couldn't it be anyone*** else? That guy rubbed Alex the wrong way. Paranoid, unstable, selfish, not even remotely compassionate. He just wasn't classy! Whatever ... Ione could hang out with anyone she wanted. None of his business. Alex turned his frown upside down when he finally reached Chelsea. "Chelsea! Please, please dance with me, Conejita!" He wanted to warm up before the big competition ... *** Exceptions include Basil and Scary Columbo.
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