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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 30, 2006 14:10:10 GMT -8
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Post by max on Sept 30, 2006 14:36:18 GMT -8
A black leather mini skirt, skin-tight, squeezed the hips of the young petite lady walking down the stone(?) pathway of the nice and simple Japanese home. A studded belt increased the tightness and a sleeveless black halter top covered what mattered most on the lady's upper-half as Max walked into the house. Some people were there, there were some signs put up and the doors were open, her dark hair flourished around her shoulders and was thrown around neatly at her chest and mid-back. Straight brown hair hid one side of her forehead as Max stood in the first room by the doors and leaned her back against the wall, it didn't really look like things had started yet, she hoped it wouldn't be a long wait.
OoC: I have no idea how to reply to these types of threads, so ... there you have it. Post-whore! ^_^
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Post by chihiro on Sept 30, 2006 15:09:04 GMT -8
((ooc: Post whore!! \m/>.<\m/)) A party. At the school supervisor's house. How strange! But it was still a party, and parties meant free food, and where things were free and party-tastic, Chihiro would be there. Upon reaching the front door, she noticed it was already open with a sign beckoning the guests in. If you say so.. Shrugged Chi as she stepped into the entrance way. It was a Japanese style home, and being brought up in the Japanese tradition, she removed her shoes before stepping up from the little entrance thing into the house. Ditching her usual miniskirt, Chi sported a pair of low rise distressed jeans and this shirt, her long black hair twisted up in two hair sticks. Entering the first room off the entrance, chocolate eyes recognized her friend, and the girl broke out in a smile and approached her. "Hey Max." |
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Post by max on Sept 30, 2006 16:41:08 GMT -8
"Hey Max."
The faint, sweet voice of a familiar girl. Too bad...familiar, but not exactly anyone I'd like to be familiar with... The young woman known as Maxwell Parker thought to herself, the woman who called her name could only be her, Chihiro Amuri. Max sighed quietly as she turned to the shorter girl, well, not much shorter. A fake smile played onto the girl's vivid pink lips as she nodded at Chi in a greeting,
"Longtime no see,"
She said, throwing her head around slowly and letting her brunette hair dance across her body, it had been quite a while since she saw the other asain girl. She looked ... nice. Max was a bit ... uneasy ... about talking to Chi, to anyone, since that night in the alley, since ... *sigh* It wouldn't hurt that bad to at least try and make conversation. "Heard about the party too?
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Post by chihiro on Sept 30, 2006 16:44:52 GMT -8
Chi returned the smile, but it was a bit faded as she noticed that something wasn't quite right with Max. She seemed kind of, uneasy? True, being at your school supervisor's house was a bit awkward, but she had a feeling it did have anything to do with that.
"Hah, yeah it has.."
She replied, her smiling brightening a bit in an attempt to lighten her mood. When she saw the girl glance about, Chi's expression turned a bit curious, her eyes reflecting a hint of concern.
"You alright?"
SHe asked her friend, thinking that mayeb she could be wrong, but it didn't hurt to ask.
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Post by max on Sept 30, 2006 16:53:35 GMT -8
"Why?"
Was Max's first respond to the question, a quick snap-back, but then she sort of halted. Her teeth dug down into the bottom lip that had been overdone with cranberry lip gloss and she shook her head, keeping that dull smile on her face as she sighed openly, "I'm... sorry. I'm fine. Just waiting for things to begin...or well, something to that effect."
She replied, slowly, distantly. Hair touching the lower eyelashes of her right eye as she kept her position, a few feet from Chi, she wanted to keep a distance.
OoC: Before or after the Pipeline? >.>
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Post by chihiro on Sept 30, 2006 17:08:48 GMT -8
((ooc: I..dont know. xD I'd say post-pipeline but we're not done with that thread yet. So I guess we can bend the rules and have it take place before. Plus we're not sure how Max and Chi will act toward eachother afterward yet.))
The sophmore (^_^) frowned curiously at Max's reaction. She certainly was being quite jumpy. Which, of course, proved her suspicion. Could it have anything to do with the thing she began to tell her at the hospital? Maybe..Taking her friend by the elbow, she steered her off to a spot in the room where they wouldn't be overheard by the other students walking in.
"What's going on? Spill."
She asked in almost a parentally demanding sort of way. But it was the best way to approach the problem, and besides, Chi was actually concerned. Surprisiing, since the only real friend Chi thought she really had was Aureus, but she found that this girl was growing on her as well. Seeing her this shook up disturbed her, and she wanted to get to the bottom of it.
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Post by max on Sept 30, 2006 17:45:03 GMT -8
OoC: Okay, well, it is after Max gets raped ^_^
"What's going on? Spill."
Max stared into the chocolately eyes of her friend, a tear slithered past it's ending point but then quickly vanished back into her eye as she jagged her elbow free of Chi's arm. Make me! She wanted to say, feeling very protective of herself without memory of whom she was talking to, it wasn't those thugs in that dark alley. It wasn't any stranger. It was Chihiro. Why did she feel like so?
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"Can't a girl act different once in a while?"
Max countered slyly, but with a moody feeling added to her voice. The dark eyeshadow she had used today was a change from her perfectly natural beautifuled face but she seemed like she needed one, a change.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Sept 30, 2006 18:05:16 GMT -8
"UNDERAGED DRINKERS!"
Asiv stumbled out from the hallway with a bottle almost empty in hand. He wasn't even close to drunk someone tript him. Asiv yelled that to see how many took off running, because he was supplying alcohol to people who where way underaged. Then his eyes spotted two girls near the entrance, and with the biggest and nicest smile he could summon he spoke to them.
"Hello there, we have all types of drinks and if your not into alcohol we have soda, and orange juice, all sorts of stuff, its down the hall" He then points the direction he came."And you should come face to face with the kitchen. Food and other things are layed out, have fun and if you must do 'it' with someone the back bedroom is the guest room, thank you. Have a great night."
With that Asiv would turn around and throw his arms up and scream "WOOOOOOOH!" and run down the way to the backyard where the beer slide was set up. You know one of those slip and slides with bear all over it.
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Post by mdietz on Sept 30, 2006 18:11:54 GMT -8
It was a very rare occasion when there was a party Kubo didn't know about. This was not one of those occasions. Kubo had been looking forward to the party at Asiv's house ever since he found out about it. Whenever his brother Benn would throw parties, Kubo would always be the life of it. There was no one at those parties that hated Kubo
Confident, Kubo went to his closet to find out what to wear. He decided on a nice black t-shirt, and a red jacket, unzipped of course. He chose a pair of blue jeans and decided against wearing his favorite hat. Didn't know if he would lose it or not. And with that, Kubo set off on his bike to Asiv's house and the best party of the year.
When he arrived, Kubo was thrown back by the magnificence of the house. If God had a summer home, this would be it. There was plenty of room for plenty of people, just the way Kubo liked it. He knew that people from 259 were going to be here, even though he didn't know too many. He just figured this would be the perfect place to meet some new people. There weren;t many people there as of now, but it was still early. You had to give time to the people that were fashonably late.
Kubo found a nearby food table, and poured himself a drink. Someone had brought a keg, so of course, that was the first thing he went for. And with his first sip of beer, the party officially started.
Kubo looked off into the distance and said, "We're gonna get so shit-faced tonight," to no one in particular. He just wanted everyone to hear him.
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Post by jyouyinkyteku on Sept 30, 2006 18:20:19 GMT -8
A short freshman was slowly makign his way toward the somewhat secluded house.
Why?
The sound attracted him. He was a rather curious person, which is probably why he got into some trouble... His sarcasm and smart-assory probably didn't help any either.
He came to the front door of an asian style fancy house, and examined a sign there.
" Party..? I guess I'm invited... " |
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Post by Atticus Wagner on Sept 30, 2006 18:35:29 GMT -8
So how did Atticus get into a party? Or at least one thrown by a member of the school? That was easy, they invited EVERYONE, and forgot about setting some exceptions. No bouncer, easy access. A perfect opportunity to thrash someone's house. Why thrash the house? It was Asiv's place. Quite odd that he'd have the money to rent out a place like that. He was a school supervisor. Not a lot of money went to anybody in public education. So of course his little place would be thrashed, and he'd lose his deposit. The next day, they'd see him with two bald spots where he had pulled out his hair.
Would he really be that cruel to a guy that hadn't really pissed him off? No, but the underaged drinkers might.
Let's see, there was Chi, the girl from the rave. Max, from the alleyway that one night. They seemed to be talking, so it was best to leave them be. A couple of freshmen. And Asiv himself. Not much of a party so far though. Basically an excuse to drink. Too bad Atticus thought alcohol made a party worse.
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Post by chessa on Sept 30, 2006 18:35:38 GMT -8
As the newest teacher addition to 259, Chessa felt inclined to go to the party, but, with a sick father, she didn't feel as if a party were so important. Her father on the other hand, insisted that she enjoy herself once in a while without worrying about him, had managed to persuade the stubborn woman into going to the party. So, as she stood in front of her closet, reaching for the clothes, though not particularly caring what she grabbed. Everything in her closet matched. She hated when clothes didn't match. She pulled out a gray skirt that reached four inches above her knee, as all her skirts did, and a black sweater. As her hands pulled the skirt up and zipped it in the back, she contemplated what time she would leave. She had to be back home prior to her brother leaving to go to work, so her father wouldn't be left alone in the house. All the more reason for her to some day assist in finding a cure or alleviation for his terminal illness. The sweater came on next, her slender arms slipping through the long sleeves. It had an over all more slimming effect on her, even though she was fit already. The vertical manner in which the sweater was knitted would make anybody seem slimmer. The pencil skirt was well suited for the shoes she put on; black stilleto heels. She appeared sophisticated and intelligent, as she usually did. She quickly ran a brush through her hair and headed off, kissing her father on the cheek.
"Be well. Don't hurt yourself. The kitchen floor is still wet. If you need anything, ask Gerald." Her father nodded in agreement, looking frail within his rocking chair near a window that revealed the front yard. Chessa made a great deal of effort on the appearance of it. It looked peaceful from the sidewalk to the front door, something she did particularly for her father so he had something other than his pending death looming on his mind. Gerald, her brother, came out and waved at her as she exited the house.
She clenched the keys to the house and her car in her hand, pressing the button to unlock the door to it. She maneuvered into the seat easily enough, adjusting it some for Gerald had used it prior. In reverse, she backed up carefully, turning around to gaze out the back window and watch for any interferring objects.
The drive was quiet, but once she arrived, she knew Asiv's house was anything but. Parking her car, she got out, locked it and pocketed her keys. Her steps were slow up to the house, but soon enough, she entered, looking around for any familiar faces.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Oct 1, 2006 9:27:50 GMT -8
In the back yard with all the plants and wild life, there was a simple yellow slip and slide set up, with the people around it dumping beer on it. Asiv stood a few feet from one end, as he watched the alcohol lather the slide up. The people around it started chanting.
"Slide, slide, slide, slide, slide."
It got faster and louder, then faster and louder, finally Asiv ripped of his shirt and took off running. everyone began to cheer and then, flop, he hit the slide going pretty fast and slide in the beer all the way to the end. The cheering got louder and some of it turned to laughing. Asiv got up and off and got ready to chant with the others for someone else to slide, he grabbed a beer and began to poor it on the slide.
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Post by mdietz on Oct 1, 2006 9:44:34 GMT -8
Kubo was looking all around for the host, Asiv. Sad to say, he couldn't find him anywhere. Kubo wanted to thank him for supplying such a wonderful time. Not to mention, some great beer. He was already on his third cup. Kubo was walking around the house, beer in hand, singing to himself. 'Hello six-pack of confidence,
Been so many nights since we first met.
Glad to see you've brought all your friends,
for another night of plastic cup politics." Plastic Cup Politics by Less Than Jake. It was Kubo's drinking anthem, and one he wanted to share with everyone. People were staring at him, but it didn't matter. He wasn't making a complete ass out of himself. That was when he heard chanting coming from the backyard. He went through one of the patio doors and saw where the commotion was coming from. There was a slip 'n slide set up, but instead of water, it was covered in beer. Kubo had dreamed of something like this, and here it was. Asiv was the first to go down it, which made Kubo want to slide on it even more. If he was going thank Asiv properly, he was going to do it in style. Once Asiv had gotten off of the slide, Kubo dropped his plastic cup and ran towards it. Without even taking his shirt off, Kubo lept onto the slide and went all the way towards the end. As he was sliding, he tried to get as much beer as he could in his mouth, but it was disgusting. Once he tasted the grass clipping and dirt in the beer, he quickly spit it back out. And once he had reached the end, he got up and stood in front of Asiv. "Thanks for an awesome party, dude. Best one I've been to...ALL year!" And that was when he turned to the person next to him, and threw up on their shoes. |
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