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Post by Tamara George on Jun 8, 2011 14:10:11 GMT -5
Tam looked around the place, a huge grin settling on her lips. For some random and completely unfounded reason she'd decided to simply...throw a party. It'd been a whim in all honesty, posting a whole load of flyers and other such things all over the Student Commons and other such places. A party for everyone.
And why not? She was going to be leaving Richmond at some point and she wanted to go down with a bang.
A series of generally amazing parties just seemed a logical way to go about it.
The drinks were all decked out on the long table pushed against the sides, all the furniture removed for the occasion and the light spilling out across the water, making it almost sparkle. She hadn't bothered with too many decorations but enough to make it good look and she was therefore rather pleased with herself. She picked up a drink, taking a sip before turning on the music, low for the moment as she checked herself out in the mirror once more, a favourite past time of hers.
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Post by Dustin Roberts on Jun 8, 2011 15:44:39 GMT -5
I had been new here for a while and its annoying being the new kid all the time. Moving alot, also gets annoying. But maybe if I come to this party I'll get popular and meet some friends and other friends. I saw the flyer for it on a pole at my new highschool and got ready right when I saw it. Like I saw it today two hours earlier, so I've been getting ready for about one and a half hours. The flyer said to come to a number house in Waterfront Estate. So I did although I cant remember the number of the house. So I guessed, even though it was easy becuase there was a house with small decorations. I knocked on the door and waited for someone to come to the door.
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Post by Pippa Flynn on Jun 8, 2011 15:47:58 GMT -5
Pippa knew she was was way to early to the 'party' when she arrived and absolutely no one was there. She checked to make sure her flask of vodka was still in her purse before she knocked on the door, waiting for Tam to answer. "Bloody hell Tam!" She yelled at the door before she pulled the flask out from her purse and took a sip, "...hurry up its hot out here!" She chugged on the flask a few more times before putting it back in her purse.
She couldn't change the fact that she was stuck in the states, or the fact that her father had once again bailed out by sending her to that bloody prison school. But she could make the best of it by getting shit-faced with her new friends.
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Post by Tamara George on Jun 8, 2011 16:16:52 GMT -5
Outfit!
Tam paused when she heard the front door go, the drink still sitting in her hand as she straightened up slightly, in the middle of her 'enjoyment of the music'.
"Keep your fucking hair on! I'm coming!" She laughed as she moved towards the door, pulling it open.
"Pippa! Guy I've never met before! Welcome to my humble...well not so humble rented abode!" She said with a dramatic flair, already somewhat tipsy as she pushed the door further open, picking up a bit of paper and pulling out the pen she usually kept in her cleavage.
"You can come in if you like," She smiled.
"I'm Tam by the way, I'm guessing you're new here," She said conversationally as scrawled a quick note in large writing against a bit of paper 'DOOR'S OPEN, LET YOURSELF IN' before picking up the bit of sellotape on the side and taping it in place.
"There!" She said triamphantly.
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Post by Semper Capone on Jun 8, 2011 16:28:58 GMT -5
Of course I was going to go to one of my best friend's party! I always went to Sage's, so why not Tam's? Actually, I don't think I've ever been to one of Tam's parties.... has she ever held one before? No idea. But anyway.
None of my clothes are "party worthy," so I didn't care about appearance very much. And I walked to the Waterfront, just because I was too lazy to drive. I preferred walking, anyway. It gave me the exercise I usually procrastinated with. Even though searching for lost arrows requires an incredible amount of endurance and eye-foot coordination, Dream says I'm a lazy ass. And I agree It's a complete lie. I also frequently chase Bell and Gatsby and Sitka around, so that keeps me on my toes and running around everywhere. See? I get exercise... just not a lot.
Going up the stairs to the house, I saw two other people that I didn't recognize: a girl and a boy, and that boy.... fucking hell, he looked like me when I was a freshman. I caught myself staring at him for a moment before snapping out of it, feeling awkward for having done that. "Aye, ah... okay." I muttered to myself, looking over at Tam and that one girl. "How the hell'd y' rent a place like this?" I asked Tam, craning my neck back to see the top of the house.
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Post by Tamara George on Jun 8, 2011 17:06:32 GMT -5
Tam looked round when she heard Semp's familiar twang...plus the guy was a giant, he made her feel like a dwarf and she'd always been considered herself tall...well taller than most other girls at least. He was therefore kind of hard to miss.
"Semp!" She grinned before she frowned.
"There may be plenty of alcohol around but you're not allowed to touch the stuff...unless Chicago's not looking...and you bribe me into not telling her..." She said finishing with a grin.
"Plus if not there are plenty of rooms upstairs for Chicago to keep you busy in," She said innocently under her breath although at an audible level as she went back to smoothing the sign.
"Ooo and I forgot to set up the bloody book. You know, get everyone to sign when they arrive, memories and crap...I can't believe we're leaving soon...kind of...either way-" She said reaching behind the door and picking up the large book and about 20 pens.
"Things always run out," She said holding up one of the pens before sitting it down in an obvious place by the door.
"Feel free not to just stand there and do something useful like sign," She said pleasantly before moving back to the stereo, picking up another drink on the way.
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Post by Mona Therese Hix on Jun 8, 2011 17:17:10 GMT -5
Mona had a bad habit of being early. Not like it was necessarily always a bad habit, but it left her feeling awkwardly alone. She walked up the steps rather carefully in her new heels, and smiled at the girl who was probably Tam at the doorway. She had never really spoken to the girl. "Hey Tam, thanks for inviting me and er... everybody?" she said quietly, pausing to smile shyly at Semper beside her "Er.... am I here too early? Or just a late start?"
Since the concussion, Mona had collected a bad sense of time. She was out for a few weeks, visiting family while she recovered. Time was a funny thing at Richmond too, especially with kids of Chronos running around. She hadn't heard from anyone while she was gone, though, and the party was one of her first appearances since she had gotten back. Oh well. She bit her lip a bit, moving from heel to heel.
Turning around, she spotted a kid in her grade and... uh... species floating around the room. She couldn't quite collect his name, and thought about making conversation for a moment before realizing she had asked Tam a question. Wow, he was really quite cute...
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Post by Pippa Flynn on Jun 8, 2011 19:12:59 GMT -5
Pippa smiled as Tam opened the door, "Well 'ello darling...nice of you to invite us." She mocked in response to Tam's introduction to the rented house. She smirked at her new friend and pulled out the flask from her bag, "Booze?" She shook the almost empty flask so Tam could here the liquid slosh around, "I'm nearly out...and you will love me drunk. I'm much more fun."
Tam didn't even have to answer her as they all stepped into the house and found a full table of alcohol. "Tam your the best" Pippa headed to the drink table where she quickly poured herself a glass before turning back to the party as more people poured in.
Now was the awkward part, Pip stood in silence next to the table of alcohol. She watched as everyone who entered seemed to know one another. She was just the new girl, sipping from her cup in the corner.
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Post by Semper Capone on Jun 8, 2011 20:43:56 GMT -5
"I'll try t' not touch any. Can't make no promises, though." I said, grinning a little. Of course I wouldn't touch any -- or try to, at least. I still had a weakness for it, so all I needed to do was distract myself and hopefully it'd keep my mind off it. But alcohol has such a distinct smell...
I snickered when Tam mentioned all the rooms upstairs. As much as I'd like to do that, I didn't want to keep Chicago from enjoying the party.
Being sure to clearly avoid the alcohol table, I went into the kitchen and got myself a glass of water, seeing as there wasn't really another choice. Oh, right about now I'd give anything for some Mountain Dew. Despite the cool air in the room, I could feel my hands beginning to feel clammy and a burning in my stomach, so I drank about the whole glass of water, refilled it, then had about half of it.
Filling up the glass again and going back into the main room, I was once again sure to avoid the alcohol table, though I couldn't help looking over at it frequently and feeling my hands tremble slightly. I held onto the glass tighter, not trying to break the thing, shaking my head and looking down at the ground and the decorations to distract myself.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2011 1:20:23 GMT -5
Chicago pulled Alejandro up onto the curb of the place Tam had rented for her party, gravel flicking up from the wheels due to the speed she was going. Yeah...she was a bit of a wild driver, but oh well. She exited her car but leant back in to grab her purse and a small box of Mountain Dew cans she had brought for Semp, knowing that there would be booze abounding and nothing for him to drink except water, and she didnt want that.
Locking Alejandro and walking up to the house, she opened the door and let herself in, like she would have done anyway. She was prepared to fend of any unwanted advances she might get from people, seeing as she had decided on wearing an extremley short dress tonight, with only one person in mind. Chicago's very high heels clicked on the floor as she found her way into the kitchen, where she found just the person she was looking for. "Hey you" was all she said with a grin as she handed him the box of softdrink and then sauntered off looking for Tam ------- notes: MWAHAHAHAHA XD outfit: coming D:[/size] |
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Post by Tamara George on Jun 9, 2011 7:47:05 GMT -5
"Nah, you're fine, just on time," Tam beamed at the new arrival.
"Things have to start somewhere," She said glancing at the blonde kid who'd already entered, of course unable to fail to note how the girl glanced at him.
"Go talk to him, he's a new I think, I'm pretty sure he'll be glad of the company," She said murmured quietly to her, giving her slight wink and a small smile before turning and moving off toward Pippa.
"Just as long as you don't break too many things, one of my credit cards already nearly maxed out and my mum'll already throw a hissy fit when she gets my next bank statement," She snorted.
"Thank god for the rich oldies, hey?" She laughed, taking a sip of her drink.
"And speaking of getting drunk, I should probably take these off before I do myself, or someone else, an injury," She laughed as she slipped off her heels and slipped them under the table. She was just about to say something else when she saw an incredibly familiar face.
"CHICAGO!" She cried.
"What time do you call this darling? I'm pretty sure there was some discussion about helping with decorations...or that might have just been one of those things I was going to say, then forgot to say, then thought I'd said...either way, you look appropriately like a hooker, very nice, were'd you get that dress from?" She laughed.
"Oh and Pipp this is Chicago, my sister...well half sister but as good as and blonde guys fiancée (the one in the kitchen)...and I'm guessing from that outfit we won't be seeing much of either of them tonight," She said cheerfully, smirking the last part into her drink.
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Post by Semper Capone on Jun 9, 2011 22:05:18 GMT -5
I had finished off that glass of water too quick. Dammit. I went back into the kitchen and over to the sink, placing the glass in the sink basin and just standing there, looking out the window at the water. Such a peaceful place.... if only I could afford to live in a house with a view like this. I'd build a deck out front so anyone can just go out and just watch the waves and have fires in a fire pit at night, things of that n--
I turned my head when I heard a familiar voice saying "hey," and as soon as I did, I didn't look away. Hell, I couldn't have done that even if I wanted to. There was Chicago, pretty much the sexiest person alive, and in a really short red and black dress. And not only that, but she had a whole box of Mountain Dew. A smirk slowly began to draw along my face as I watched her leave. Before she was out of reach, though, I reached back and smacked her ass in a playful manner, giving a devilish look at the same time before looking back at the box of soda and taking out a can and opening it. That dress was torture, you see. It was driving me mad. If you going to wear something that short, you might as well not wear anything at all. But ssshhh, don't tell her I said that. Not yet, at least.
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Post by Mary Sue Peters on Jun 19, 2011 18:49:22 GMT -5
Mary rechecked herself quickly in the car mirror, smoothing back the single hair that stood ever so slightly out of place before reapplying a bit of lip gloss and giving a satisfied nod. Tonight was the night, she'd decided, tonight was the night the chaos began.
With herself at its centre, dressed in the usual petticoated dress, perfect hair and angelic smile. As she did. Smile as she watched the flames erupt and fire through the place, reaking havoc as they went.
Havoc...an under appreciated word AND concept as far as she was concerned, it was a pity so few people understood the true thrill and excitement it brought...either way, it was their loss.
She stepped out of the car, locking it before dropping her keys into her little black bag, her fingers lightly brushing the small vial she was oh so conscious of. She'd done her homework you see, worked to find the chink in the armour as it were, she'd start from the top, watch it trickle down and perhaps add a little knicks here and there, those Aphrodite kids were usually in melodramatic thick of it, it only required the tiniest bit of pressure in the right places and it all came spilling out, after all, it was all to easy to criminalize a bunch of dirty sluts.
And then from then she'd move onto the rest of the idiots in the god forsaken dump, she'd have the place at its knees, sitting smartly beneath a pretty, sensibly heeled shoe.
Tonight however, tonight was mostly for a bit of fun, to test the waters a bit if you will. She slipped easily, flashing a few small 'timid' smiles and making her way to the kitchen, more for a drink of water (honestly, the place was wall to wall alcohol), that was until she noticed a certain blonde giant.
...oh this was just too easy.
"Oh...Semper..." She said, coming to a halt, her voice slipping into that usual gentle breathy lull.
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