Suyoi
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Post by Suyoi on Dec 25, 2012 23:17:32 GMT -8
Dr. Victor danced slower, giving a flat look. "I am not the new wikipedia/google, Thierry." After a moment, he sighed. "Barbara Eden." Thierry looked regretful, surmising he may have made the doctor feel old. Probably best not to mention "Nick at Nite" ...Thierry- "Yes, I remember now. Well, you've got a better hip motion than that genie could dream of. "
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Post by Dr. Jar on Dec 25, 2012 23:18:57 GMT -8
"Legitimate? Is there any other kind, friend?" He looked pointedly at Volya and crossed his arms. "No dogs. People: physical fitness trainer. But please, do not let me keep you from the party." Volya- "Eh, yes, OK then. As you likes it." Ashley glanced longingly at the card game unraveling across the community center. "Perhaps you should join their game. Stay out of trouble." Volya- "Hey, good idea! Oh, I wonder if I have anything left to bet? I'll play IOUs..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 25, 2012 23:20:11 GMT -8
Lashonda- "Hey ladies." Lashonda sat at the couch with Patti and Briar, bottle of liquor in hand. She looked peevish. Rough day at the office? Lashonda- "My gaydar ain't what it used to be. Either of you know which of these ladies would dance with me? It'll save me a lot of trouble."
Briar- She looked genuinely surprised, in a good way. "Oh, wow! I had no idea. Um, I'm sitting for now, but maybe in a while. Hee hee. For now, well, I don't know about everyone, but I know my art schoolies are cool to dance with anybody."
Lashonda- "Bomb! This party is starting so nice I almost don't wanna drink this... Almost. Hey Patti!"
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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
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Post by DKender on Dec 25, 2012 23:41:44 GMT -8
Wait, did Dr. Victor grab Thierry's ... those two were getting pretty close. A blushing Alex stopped watching his competition. "Whoooa. Did you see ..? I hope he doesn't do that when we dance. Dr. Victor can't hold his alcohol. At all. Or maybe he's just in to PDA? Uhhh. I don't want to think about that, actually. Do you drink? I just, I mean, either way's fine. Just wondering." Chelsea- "Haha, I might want a drink pretty soon. What are you like when you drink, Alex? I don't think I've seen that yet." For the most part, Alex kept his hands above the waistline, thank you very much! "That animal woman mural is awesome. All the murals. They make this place a home. You're really wonderful. OH. Hey ... Nora and Micah, eh, eh? What do you think? Sitting in a tree? K-I-S-S ..?" Her blush from his earlier foolery had barely died when it flared up again at the compliment, then threatened to tilt into purple at the schoolyard rhyme.Chelsea- "OMG, you are silly! Haha. Yeah, maybe..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 25, 2012 23:48:26 GMT -8
Dr. Bebe was in the place to be. Dr. Bebe- "Bebe. Make room!" She went to the dance floor, of course.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 26, 2012 0:24:11 GMT -8
Bebe approached Ibi and Mega.Dr. Bebe- "May I cut in, dears?" Ibi looked at Mega, who nodded slightly. He joined the wallflowers and the women continued the dance. Dr. Bebe- "Hey, boo, you're looking pretty cute tonight. How are things?"
Mega- "I'm feeling much better now, Bebe... Um... Really."
Dr. Bebe- "Aww, you don't have to play me like that. It's just a dance."
Mega- "Mm, yeah. Heehee."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Dec 26, 2012 0:30:03 GMT -8
Chantelle- "How are you party-goers? I know there's a lot of rockers out there, so how about this one? Are you feelin' it?" Chantelle began playing "Sabbath Bloody Sabbath".
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 26, 2012 0:35:29 GMT -8
These people were on the floor:And these chumps were on the wall:
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Dec 26, 2012 1:06:43 GMT -8
Bryce and Seth wandered from the kitchen after hearing the rock music.
Seth- "Hey Bryce, is this something that you like?"
Bryce- "Oh yeah, Sabbath. It's Grandpa music, but in a good way."
Seth- "How do you dance to this kind of thing--"
Casey- "Oh hi guys! How's it going?"
Bryce- "...Oh hi."
Seth- "Hey Casey, having fun?"
Casey- "Oh yeah, it's great. Everything's been pretty cool tonight."
Seth- "The art looks really good. Which one did you do?"
Casey- "I did the pale imitation of Georgia O'Keefe. Although, she didn't do much in large scale, so I'm bringing something new to that idea."
Seth- "Wow that's so cool, you artists... It's amazing. Not like you got a lot of flowers around here to paint. Really great."
Bryce- "Oh yeah, it's almost as awesome as that humpback whale stuff. That's pure '70s gold."
Casey- "Nah, the pure '70s gold was used in the black painting. Ha-ha! ... Hey so uh, what are you guys up to?"
Seth- "Hmm.. Not much really."
Bryce- "We're busting def moves in this cut."
Casey- "Oh? Well maybe... Maybe we can hang out and chat for a bit, it's a party after all."
Seth- "Sure, that sounds fun."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Dec 26, 2012 1:57:26 GMT -8
Casey walked Bryce and Seth towards the couches, and they sat a little distance away from the girl couch. Bryce fidgeted furiously, seemingly unnoticed. Casey petted a tiny kitten that curled up on his lap.
Casey- "Hey, alright. What do you think? Everybody's enjoying themselves. So Seth, what do *you* think of our work in here?"
Seth- "Oh well I'm no art major, but it obviously looks a lot better in here. I hope it will help us keep having more parties! It's been too long."
Casey- "Yeah, I mean... The stuff that went on at that party! I don't think any of us are gonna forget it."
Seth- "Yeah, remember when Columbo said that joke? Phew... Good times man."
Bryce- "Oh man, Rashomon burns me again."
Seth- "Huh?"
Bryce- "Nevermind."
Seth- "So Casey, you think you'll ever venture out of the fort here?"
Casey- "Oh... I guess it's getting safer out there, but it's still kinda scary. I just... Well you're all doing a great job, and we're all really grateful."
Seth- "Aw, that's sweet. Well, don't be too worried. Like you said, it's getting so you can practically take a stroll out there."
Casey- "Yeah...! Wow, so now that we have tattoo equipment for Jackson, do you guys think you'll get any ink done?"
Seth- "Oh for sure! I'm really excited."
Bryce- "Uh, and I'm totally excited to see what Seth gets done."
Seth- "I have this idea, right...? What if we could figure out *magic* tattoos? Like, ones that keep ghosts or zombies away!"
Bryce- "...Who's gonna teach you magic, the mummies?"
Casey- "Wow that's cool that you think that could work. I guess art really is transformative."
Seth- "Yeah! Like... maybe if we just throw a bunch of symbols on there, one of 'em will work! I'll do a little research first, but even if it doesn't work, it should look cool I think."
Bryce- "I seem to remember a movie with something like that in it... Yeah... Guy had crosses all over the place. It was that dude from Event Horizon."
Seth- "Huh, dunno. Anyway, Casey, are you gonna get anything else? Probably don't have much room huh?"
Casey- "Oh actually I've got a lot of room! Not like Jackson. Of course I'm really too shy to do facial tattoos, but I might go up the neck more."
Seth- "Oh yeah, don't do the face! That's for prisoners and like... people without nice faces like you."
Casey- "You think my face is nice?"
Seth- "Ha you don't know that already?"
Casey- "Nah, it's just nice to hear. Hehehe..."
Bryce- "Yeeeeah... So Casey, what would you get tattooed on your neck?"
Casey- "I dunno, I was thinking about some kind of flowers... maybe a bee... I dunno yet. Tossin' it around."
Bryce- "Sounds like you've definitely decided you want to do that. You got plans for every part of your body there?"
Casey- "Oh... Don't be silly."
Bryce- "What if it turns out there's like, nothing we can do to be truly safe from ghosts, and like the only thing you can do is get tattoos on... our wangs. Are you gonna get a wang tattoo?"
Seth- "Haha! Oh Bryce..."
Bryce- "Yeah... Seriously though. Would you get your wang tattooed?"
Casey- "Of course.."
Bryce- "Oh, okay. Well, would you do it for... aesthetic-sake?"
Casey- "No...! I mean, unless someone had a really good idea."
Seth- "I think it'd have to be a really good idea for that... Hey Bryce, what about you then?"
Bryce- "What? Oh... I'll get tattoos, yeah sure. But only tastefully done. Y"know... vetted by a commission of the most fashionable people available."
Seth- "Wow really? You're old enough to get tattoos already, aren't you? You don't have any..."
Bryce- "One, don't treat me like a kid. Two, I didn't have very fashionable people available."
Seth- "You gotta take a chance for personal expression, right Casey? Even if you end up with a regrettable Pacman ghost."
Casey- "It's not regrettable! Okay, everybody *could* have regrets about any given thing in life, so I guess anything is regrettable, but I think it looks nice."
Seth- "Aww thanks. I still think I should mod it with like... some kind of ghost hate speech."
Casey- "Hahaha, right on. Hey Bryce, you seem like you'd be good at coming up with some hate speech. What do you think?"
Seth- "Hahaha, he is!"
Bryce- "Verrrry droll. Veeeerrrry droll."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Dec 26, 2012 4:38:13 GMT -8
“So is this shiz skankable? I can request Chantelle play something skankier, although no pussycat dolls they are too fucking skanky . Or we could go for a bit of inappropriate head banging? I think my hair is just fucking long enough...” Nora- "I thought I'd have to request some Men at Work for you to get into that. " Micah had spotted the sheepish look and began wondering what he'd done to cause it. It wasn't the swearing, maybe he was just a really shit dancer. Shitty dancers never knew they were crap, maybe he was deluding himself. He prayed to the lord of dance that he didn't look like he was having an epileptic fit, while simultaneously being tasered on random parts of his body, nobody wanted that. “We can sit it out for a bit or booze it up for a bit if you like? Or are you ready to skank out and show these fuckers some real hardcore dancing?” Nora- "This is probably about the heaviest thing we're going to get all night, knowing these softies. Let's go all out!"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Dec 26, 2012 5:43:48 GMT -8
Ashley chewed a bit of drink stick, staying well away from the herbal euphemisms as he watched the others quietly. They were so unaware, it put him on edge, but then again he was always the open eye. He felt strangely satisfied at having sidled up to Patti so well, and gotten her in the groove, he remeasured his chances, and then picked a drink up to offer to her. He tried to choose a wine he thought she would like to drink. She did drink wine doesn't she? "Patti, here." She had shown him no inclination besides friendly for..since he'd met her really. He was sure he didn't have a chance in hell, but companionship in the force was a good thing, no need to get mushy. He reminded himself he had no chance, but held the barest tinge of excitement as he watched the others. That Basil.
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Dec 26, 2012 7:27:48 GMT -8
"Hey, Lashonda. We were just chatting randomly, while I considered trying to get my new friend here to help us class up our apartment. I think the streets might be clear enough to move furniture, if we were inclined to do that." Lashonda- "I am not inclined! Without an elevator... Hell, guess I could use the exercise. Blugh."
"Woof, I'm starting to bore myself, what've you been up to? Kicking ass and taking names?" Lashonda- "Not since the last time we were out there. And we didn't stop for names, just cremations. Well now I'm startin' to make myself sick. Time to drink." She tossed stuff back.
Briar- "Oh it's Mr. Ashley!" Just then, Ash walked up and offered her a glass of wine. She hadn't finished her tequila, but she didn't want to be rude. Also, from the look on Lashonda's face, he wasn't her favorite new guest. Patti accepted the wine, setting it down on the table next to her tequila. She stood up, nodding to the ladies. "Well, ladies, we should get together later and put our heads together on some interior design shit. I'll see you around." Briar- "Right on!"
Moving towards, then past the dance floor, Patti chatted with Ash. "Yeah, DJ Chantelle is playing some wild variety. Not sure I'll be able to keep dancing to all of it. Maybe we could join the card game?"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Dec 26, 2012 8:55:27 GMT -8
"Unless it's blaring out of a kid's window, or playing at a formal event, I'm not up with the modern music, and besides that street dancing with the boomboxes, haven't seen much modern dancing." He was pleasantly surprised that she would want to join him for anything besides exercise. "I wouldn't mind a game." He remarks, rubbing a freshly shaved cheek, before putting a few fingers through his black hair self-consciously. It had been months since he added Abdul to his monuments, but he prayed for them all every day. He had added Mr. Friskers' picture next to his name, and taped the picture of his parents from his wallet to the wall. The merry faces of two aged Italians watched them while they snoozed.
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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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Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Dec 26, 2012 16:07:29 GMT -8
"I don't act any different, when I drink. That's because I never have enough wine to actually get drunk. Well, there was that one time ... a year ago? But Wasted Me said something really unkind to my roommate, so never again. Want to go now? This rock music's too much. If lightning doesn't strike us down, my dad will find a way." Alex stopped dancing. "I wonder if Dad's looking for me now." Chelsea- "Oh, Alex, don't do that..." She held his arms. "Don't let yourself think about that right now. It's a party... He wouldn't want you to be feeling bad if he cares about you!"
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