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Post by vincent cypher on Jan 23, 2011 16:04:44 GMT -5
___________________________________________ Vincent talked with a few more people then walked over to sage and knelt down. "Ill be back Gonna go have a little fun with a certain some one" He gave sage a soft smile then stood back up and waved to every one then started to walk towards the door. Of course he doubted Bear would be here yet but he wanted to make sure the kid didnt try anything with any of the other guest first. Taking his over coat off then his dress shirt he places them on a chair next to the door and looks around the room for a moment. Reaching down he opens a cooler and grabs a beer, popping the cap off he chugs the beer quickly then walks outside. Of course he knew this fight would be interesting but it at least would give him something to do until the party got fully started, after all he had to give every one a head start on drinking or else he would Be alone. Of course he never was really drunk but he liked playing games with drunk people especially shot for shot. The one game he had never lost. As he walked out the door he made his way out to the front and looked around, he didnt see any one yet and that was no shock.Sitting down on a small bench he watched and waited. He doubted Bear would skip out on the challange it was just not in his nature. It was like how Vince never turned down a drink, But most people also knew he loved to fight and had yet to lose a fight either. So this was going to be rather exciting.
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Post by saver on Jan 23, 2011 16:27:59 GMT -5
Ryan smiled as Mona recognized him immediately. As least his existence wasn't a bug compared to the other fellow highschoolers. But hey, what girl wouldn't remember a man that had introduced himself in Victoria's Secret? Relieved, Ryan placed his right hand into his pockets, while the other hand dangled at his side. What kind of conversation should he make? The thought whirled in Ryan's mind as he opened his mouth to respond to Mona's compliment. "Thanks Mona! But seriously, you should be complimenting yourself instead of me, I mean, you look wonderful!" Now that was smooth. Glancing over Mona's shoulder, Ryan caught sight of Sage, Semper, and a few other students he wasn't able to identify. It looked like they were having a pretty swell time, which reassured Ryan that he could have a good time himself. Though, he realized he was pretty nervous around Mona, it was like she had an aura around that would just suffocate Ryan if he tried to say something. His movements were also somewhat blocky and the realization only made him blush more in front of Mona.
"Hey, Mona. You wanna go join Sage's group?" Ryan whispered to Mona as he adjusted the suit once again. Really, this suit turned out to be a problem. It would often be too tight, or too loose. Though he did appreciate the tightness when girls watched him. Ryan tilted his head, waiting for Mona's response. If they went to Sage's group, Ryan figured he could easily win a few points over Mona, and find an interesting topic to discuss in the group. It was like killing two birds with one stone, except the stone wasn't really a stone at all. Ryan's throat went dry as he noticed the coolers. He wondered what drinks were inside, and remembered Ariana telling him to not go. Seconds that seemed like hours passed by as Ryan prayed that a 'yes' would come out of Mona's mouth, after all, all he could do was pray for his wanted answer to appear.
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Post by Mona Therese Hix on Jan 23, 2011 18:23:23 GMT -5
JUST NOW GOT THE FEELING THAT WE'RE NEEDED FOR THE ____first time ->-->->-->->-->->-->->-->->-->->-->->--> MONA SMILED WHEN RYAN COMPLIMENTED HER. SHE DIDN'T THINK SHE LOOKED THAT FANTASTIC, JUST ENOUGH TO NOT GET ANY DIRTY LOOKS. IT WAS ONLY JUST A DRESS. BUT MONA TOOK THE COMPLIMENT. "THANKS," SHE SAID "BUT IT TOOK ABSOLUTELY FOREVER TO FIND THE DRESS." MONA REALIZED HIS ATTENTION WAS QUICKLY GATHERED ELSEWHERE, TO A GROUP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM. SHE HAD BEEN TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHO EXACTLY THEY WERE BEFORE, BUT MONA HAD ONLY BEEN ABLE TO SEE THE BACKS OF HER HEADS, AND JUST AT A GLANCE, AS TO AVOID CREEPY STARING. SHE NOW RECOGNIZED SAGE, THE CAPTAIN OF THE SCHOOL HOCKEY TEAM SHE WAS ON, AS WELL AS A FEW OTHER KIDS GATHERED AROUND HIM.
"HEY, MONA. WANNA GO JOIN SAGE'S GROUP?" MONA HAD HEARD RYAN ASK. MONA TURNED TO WATCH HIM. HE ADJUSTED HIS SUIT BEFORE HE NODDED IN THE GENERAL DIRECTION OF THE GROUP. ALTHOUGH THE PACK MOSTLY CONSISTED OF SENIORS AND JUNIORS, MONA DIDN'T THINK IT WOULD BE UNCOMFORTABLE FOR THEM TO START TALKING TO THEM. BESIDES, SHE KNEW SAGE, AND SHE WOULD PROBABLY RECOGNIZE A GOOD AMOUNT OF THE REST OF THEM. BUT THE MAJOR DOWNSIDE WAS THE AMOUNT OF DRINKS PRESENT. MONA DEFINITELY DIDN'T MIND ALCOHOL, IT WAS JUST THAT SHE WASN'T A BIG FAN OF GETTING SPIKED AND PASSING OUT ON THE FLOOR OF THE ABANDONED BUILDING. "SURE," SHE SAID, AFTER CONSIDERING FOR A MOMENT. BUT MONA WOULD DEFINITELY BE WATCHING HER DRINK WHEN SHE TOOK ONE. OUTFIT ---
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Post by Rebecca Chastain on Jan 23, 2011 19:18:41 GMT -5
Parties!~ Rebecca loved the music and she loved to dance and she absoultely loved to dress up. What she didn't like? The drinking and personal contact. Yeah, weird, but she wasn't one to go hug everyone. She had to really find you interesting in order to get some sort of display of affection. Oh well.
Becca looked in the mirror and nodded at her outfit. She had a weird sense of style, but she though it worked. She really didn't care what others thought which gave her this extra edge on her fashion. She wasn't afraid of wearing weird clothes as long as it looked good to her. She smiled applying lipgloss then smacked her lips together.
She walked of her dorm and walked to the abandoned building in her heels. Dang, it wasn't that far, but in heels it feels like it's miles away. Becca finally arrived at the party and she could instantly hear the bass which she loved. She walked into the building and stood in awe. Dang, Sage could really throw a party. She knew she would have fun here, but she couldn't help the worry that was in the back of her mind. Bear and Vince were suposed to get in a fight at the party and she couldn't help but feel a bit..protective over Bear. Yeah, crazy, but still. She was way younger than him and so many people hated him, but she knew there had to be a reason he hated the way he did and she was determined to figure out...and make sure he didn't get killed in the process. She took a deep breath and stood against the wall waiting to see someone she noticed.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2011 20:14:34 GMT -5
Stepping into the abondoned building, Chicago could already see that a few people were here already. She turned slowly on the spot, looking around the place with satisfaction. Her brother had done a really good job. There was music going and people milling about with drinks, which she wrinkled her nose at. Chicago didn't drink if she could help it, and she hadn't ever done drugs. For her personally, it just wwasnt a point of interest. Sometime she walked around with a half full bottle of beer for the whole night, to keep people off her back. Everyone was already talking to someone, so she figured instead of busting into someones conversation, she'd walk around looking like she was doing stuff until someone came up and spoke to her. Chicago had made a mental note before she had a arrived to keep tabs on Sage and Semper during the night. She knew Semper was abit, reliant, on the booze and Sage, well she was just looking out for him because she could. She would be fully able to walk over and wrestle the drinks from their hands and yell at them if she had to. ------------ outfit" i couldn't decide on the shoes which is why there is two differetn shoes there :S
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Post by saver on Jan 24, 2011 10:51:48 GMT -5
"Really? Sure it didn't take that long Mona." Yeah, Ryan had no other comment for Mona. Though he wished he could shoot a joke about Ariana being the pickiest, his little sister wasn't, if it didn't show too much skin. Inside, Ryan had debated whether he should be more aggresive, or passive. Either seemed pretty lame, or at least, Ryan would seem like a barbarian of some sort. Noticing that Mona had taken a quick glance towards Sage's group, Ryan felt uneasy. What if she answered no? They did do their part at looking intimidating, and Mona did seem a bit nervous. "Alright, let's go!" Phew, at least she didn't decline to his offer. The word "yes" coming out of her mouth was probably the deciding outcome of the party for Ryan, okay, maybe not. But it was still an important factor. Though the liquor did seem like a problem, Ryan didn't mind, he didn't really feel thirsty. Proceeding to walk towards the group, Ryan slowed down quite a bit, and quickly glanced around. More people had arrived, and the adandoned building seemed to have lit up. Today certainly seemed pretty crazy, but all Ryan had to do was remove obstacles in his way and earn himself a bigger spot in Mona's daily life. Turning his head sideways, Ryan grinned at Mona, and waited for her to join him as he maneuvered his way towards Sage's group. DISCO LIGHTS | Clothes
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Post by Semper Capone on Jan 24, 2011 12:42:29 GMT -5
I snorted at both Sage and Vince's comments. Sage was fully aware of my awful sense of procrastination, so now that I thought about it, I wondered why there were only a few other people there. It then hit me like a brick in the face: he told me the wrong time. Eh, not that it bothered me -- got me here on time, didn't it? Works for me. "Harhar, Sage." I say in a heavily sarcastic tone, though I couldn't help lightly chuckling. Leave it to him to make sure I'm on time. Speaking of which, he needed to drive me to Alcoholics Anonymous sometime.... once I find out where the meetings are... again, my procrastination at work.
I turned to look at Vince as I raised my bottle and took a sip from it. "I already drank most of 'em." I told him in an obvious tone. Yeah, too many nights staying up sketching and drinking moonshine. I'm such an awful alcoholic.
There seemed to be a sudden influx of people arriving, so as more people came to join out group, I gave each of them a courteous nod. Most of them were flocking over to Sage and complimenting him on his job well done, so I slinked off to the edge of the group, looking around for someone to talk to. Then I saw her, standing all by her lonesome and looking absolutely beautiful like always.
I made my way over to where Chicago was, offering a small, friendly smile. "Hey Chicago," I said. Damn, she looked nice tonight; and here I was, decked out in my casuals that weren't holey or had oil marks. "How're y' t'night?"
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Post by Sarafina Moore on Jan 24, 2011 18:09:44 GMT -5
If there was one thing Sarafina didn't understand was why everyone was bugging around Sage, it was as if he was the honey and the other people were the bees just begging for more of it. Sarafina looked around, there were only a few people that she knew Semper, Chicago and Sage himself. But Sarafina wasn't the type who would hang around people for popularity. She took another drink of the red wine before finishing it Sarafina decided to wait awhile before she would have another drink, she glanced over to the group trying to decide if she should go and try to talk to somebody but it seemed they were all engaged into their own conversations, after a few moments she shook her head then walked back over the table to refill her drink.
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Post by Bear Keeni on Jan 24, 2011 18:10:51 GMT -5
Well, well, well. Looks like Amato really did pull this gig off, didn't he? I could already hear the music as I parked the rusted truck behind a thick grove of trees a good distance away from the building. No one would know I was here -- except Vince, of course. Pft, I'm surprised this old hunk of metal still runs, though I bet you it runs better when hot wired than with its original key. Pft. This'll be fun. I doubt the freak show even knows his truck is missing. Anywho, I got out of the truck and took my knife with me, sliding it between my pants and the skin of my hip. It felt good to have the cold blade there -- almost like a security blanket, if you will, but don't get any ideas, you idiot. It's like wearing your favorite socks; you feel better when they're on. Same goes for my knife with one edge toothed like a saw blade. Oh, Vincent, you're gonna be fun to fuck around with. Making sure my knife's hilt was hidden under my shirt, I began to make my way over to where the party was. The pulsing music reminded me of a night club, though I honestly doubted that this would be as fun as a club. Here there was only teenagers running off on hormones and bad tasting alcohol. At clubs, though, people ran purely on alcohol and drugs, making each visit certainly a new experience. Ah, so there was Vincent, already waiting for me. A heinous smirk drew across my face as I narrowed my dark eyes onto him, approaching the guy like he was a corpse I was going to eat. "Evening, Vincent." I said in a dark tone. "Ready to get started?" Screw anyone watching us, or anything; I wanted to see this guy's blood splatter across the ground. Hmm... maybe I'd even write his name in his own blood on the wall of the building. Then I'd drink whatever blood was left and turn his cold corpse into strips of jerky. Yeah, I liked that idea.
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Post by Tamara George on Jan 24, 2011 18:39:58 GMT -5
Tamara stumbled into the large room, swearing as she was momentarily halted by her heel getting stuck. She was dressed in a short tight, blue dress, her hair tumbling down to her waist and her long legs leading to her stilettos. She pushed her hair out of her eyes before moving forward to get herself a drink, perching on one of the stools.
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Post by vincent cypher on Jan 24, 2011 18:46:06 GMT -5
Vincent sat on the small bench baseball bat under where he sat, he had placed it their right before he came to the party. As Bear appeared walking towards him a evil smirk spread across his face and he stood up. he had been waiting for this for a while. Of course bear here was not going to be easy but still it was something fun and would be challenging unlike half the other things this school had to offer. Reaching up he pulls off the t-shirt and places it on the bench cracking his knuckles a bit as he did so. "glad you could show up I was starting to think you had pussied out.. Guess you might got a little testies their after all."
Walking towards him he smiles and stops just a foot or so away. Of course Sage and Semper knew that their was a fight along with a few others, now he just hoped that the two would keep the party inside and try to keep things at bay while the two had their little fight. Vincents plan was simply to break bear to the point he no longer would attempt to fuck with Sage any more. Vince hate bullies and that was basically what he saw bear as. Which brought even more anger about. "Any way lets stop being casual and get this over.. I got drinking to do and to be honest... Well you get the picture. Now lets see if bear is as bad ass as he claims to be."
The two where about the same size and height as each other, both well built and had rather tone bodies. And both knew how to fight rather well. That was what was going to make this fight so interesting. Of course Vincent and Bear where both cocky and neither would ever admit they repected the other even if they both knew they held a little for one another. It was just in their nature to be this way.
Vincent knew Bear would have a knife on him he knew that much at the least. The question was would he use it? Or maybe for once the male would be a man and fight with out such a tactic. In any case Vince was not overly worried he had the baseball bat by the bench and on his side was a police baton that extended so at the time looked like a flash light or just a small piece of metal. Either way He was ready if Bear was going to make an attempt to knife fight.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 24, 2011 18:51:51 GMT -5
Chicago had spied her brother and Semper in the middle of the room, where most of the people had flocked to. Semper looked like he'd already had a few, but that wasn't a suprise to her. Opening the bottle of water she had brought with her, she took a quick sip, replaced the lid and held it firmly in her hand. She wasn't going to let this water bottle go so that someone could spike it. No way. Looking up at the ceiling admiring the chandelier, she was slighty startled when Semper came along to speak to her. Giving one of her trademark smiles, Chicago was glad to see him. "Hey Semper. I'm good. How are you? ....You look good." she replied with a smile, then ruined it for herself by wondering how many drnks he'd actually had. Damn her brain. Sometimes she wished she could shut it off. ------------ outfit click
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Post by Dustin Roberts on Jan 24, 2011 19:08:12 GMT -5
Cody was new to the school so really... he did not know a single soul. But for some reason when he left his room in the morning their was an invitation to a party for some kid he never herd of in his life. His eyes widened and he looked around. He was honestly simply confused as all hell. But he figured it was just some kind of joke or something. Why would any one invite him? Hell no body even knew he existed here so why invite a ghost? These where the throughts that where running through his head at the moment. Though of course it didnt help he was used to being harrased and picked on by others so that long ago destroyed his idea's for trusting people and gave him all the more reason not to wish to talk. Though as the day went on and he listened in on others he herd chatter of the party and he was shocked because it seemed every one was invited. He was not going to go but later that day when he decided to see the schools chat lone he asked to go by a few people one which was throwing the party. As much as he hated crowds and people in general he figured out of politness and since he was asked to go that he would. The day went quick and once he finished writing his story he changed clothes, nothing to fancy just a nice pair of blue jeans and a flannel shirt. He looked good though and was not shocked when he saw a few girls give him looks. He knew most girls thought he was cute but never made an attempt to talk to them, he was shy but also simply he never talked which shockingly made even more people think he was cute some weird girl thing he figured. He straightened his hair and put on some axe spray just for smell and headed outside. Unlike most kids here he did not walk around or drive a car or truck. Nope he was different and drove a four wheeler since he did not need any licence for that he found it fair to be allowed to do so. He headed out and drove to where the party was being held Of course just his luck the music was blaring and their where tons of people their. He walked passed two boys arguing and kept his head low as he walked inside. His eyes glancing around the room quickly as he saw the large amount of people inside he froze and stood next to the door way. He hated crowds and this place was packed. after a few seconds he walked in a little more and stood against a wall in the back. His eyes wide and scanning the room quickly. The expression on his face one of nervousness and confusion and maybe even a little amusement.
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Post by bird on Jan 24, 2011 20:03:24 GMT -5
Bird wasn't new to the school. She was a sophomore who had been there for slightly over a year. Yet, somehow, the girl felt like no one really knew her. But she was pleased when she found the invite slipped carefully under her doorway.b She hadn't thought much about it until that evening, when she had groaned and opened her suitcase. There were at least ten dresses there, but they all looked so formal - her mother's old dresses. And if not those, they were dresses she had collected in foreign places. Though Bird wasn't usually preoccupied about looks, she stopped herself to think before showing up to the party in something completely strange.
Though not the most modern thing she owned, Bird found something rather fitting. (The most modern thing she owned looked like it belonged a century or two in the future.) Bird supposed the dress would be quite a bit longer than what other's would be wearing, but it did show most of her thighs. The robe was strapless, just a sheet of silk wrapped around her until right below her butt. Then, a netting sprayed from the edges, wrapping down to her knees. She actually liked the outfit. Dressing up was something Bird liked. It made her feel like not only a human being, but a girl, for once, outside the stares she usually got.
The bottom's of Bird's feet were scratched and numb from the cold as she stepped into the building. She immediately put her heels on her feet and stepped through the doorway. Wow, Sage had really done the place proud. The last time Bird had been here, though she didn't like to think of the circumstances, the place was a fucking hellhole. Rats crawling everywhere, no joke.
Bird looked around. There were a couple walking over to where a few other people were chatting, and yet a couple others wandering around the room. Hey, maybe not everyone was here. The party had started, but maybe some people had the same second thoughts as Bird had. The sophomore looked around, hesitantly spotting a guy along the back wall, just leaning there. Bird wasn't one for talking, but maybe she could share a sort of silence with him. Bird walked over to him, trying to stay steady in her heals. His dark hair covered his eyes, and for just a moment, she felt bad for him. But just a moment, she knew anyone in their right mind hates sympathy. Sympathy meant that people thought you were weak enough for a sorry. It didn't work that way for Bird.
"New?" she asked, resorting to one word sentences, her speciality. Bird was never one for saying more than she needed, even when it came to word count in sentences.
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Post by Dustin Roberts on Jan 24, 2011 20:16:26 GMT -5
Of course the party was not as full as some would have thought but for a person who was petrified of large groups of people and hated noise he was sure feeling like he was in the wrong place. But the corner allowed from him to watch everything carefully and to stay out of others ways. He would drink but found drinking to cause to many issues and with his lack of ability to control his gifts he did not dare be around large groups of people let alone drink alcohol while around so many. It to him seemed like a bad idea. A few people said words to him but he simply smiled and let them be on their way. He just hoped people did not find it rude his not giving them a verbal response. Since he was new he doubted any of them would know yet that he simply never spoke.
his attention turns when a older female stands beside him. she was in a nice dress and seemed to be rather attractive. The silky gown flowed over her body perfectly complementing her every curve. It was rather fitting even Cody had to admit most of the people who where here looked rather nice, which was interesting because normally people cared little on how they looked and the ones who did where rude and arrogant. Yet many of the people here seemed rather polite and easy going. Almost to friendly in his mind which made him all the more curious as to why he was at this party where he knew nothing of any of the people.
When she spoke, his eyes lifted and he turned his gaze to her. His eyes where empty like a black hole. Which was not uncommon to see with children of hades he actually was nothing like most of the others they where mainly evil and killers while here he was shy timid and opposite of what any would have believe. As she asked if he was new he dropped his gaze and gave a soft nod then turned his attention back to the party. It was not that he was trying to be rude or anything he simply just had issues around girls and it did not help matters he refused to talk in the first place.
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