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 Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 8:59 pm
samanthaualani Lets just get them out of the way. Here's the rules.
o1. Accepting
(If you're literate/semi-literate, PM me the profile, everything is right and I like it. You'll be accepted.)
o2. Godmodding and Cybering
(Just don't. 'kay?)
o3. Text Talk
(NO!!! No, just no alright? Its annoying. The teach you proper grammar in fourth grade use it here, please!)
o4. Questions?
(Just PM them to me. Titled question.)
o5. Kicking
(If you misbehave or don't follow my rules you'll get one warning (if I see fit) or you'll be kicked. By my judgment.)
o6. Play Nice
(Don't fight in the OCC or anything. Just be nice!)
o7. OCC
(Use brackets of some sort. add a heart to your profile, also.)
o8. Colors, italics, bold, etc
(Use color, but not too bright, italics are thoughts.)
o9. Rules
(Follow them. I can add and modify as I please.)
10. Profie
(Title the PM with the name of your character and place a drama llama at the bottom.)
11. Absent
(Tell me if you're leaving for a long time. If you don't post for 4 days you will be replaced.)
12. FUN
(SILLY! ITS REQUIRED(: )
13. Reservations
(I will accept reservations always!...well until we have six people 3 boys 3 girls.)
13. HEY YOU!
(If I haven't roleplayed with you before, or if I ask, please send me a roleplay sample. This is to ensure that you are literate.)
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:02 pm
samanthaualani This is the skeleton
Where you see the Color {number} fill it in with the code for a color
ie. color=orange
It makes the profile look pretty.[align=center]
[img]||insert a real person picture IMG here!||[/img]
[size=20][color one]{[Full Name- first middle last]}[/size][/color]
[align=left][size=15][color two]{[Greeting]}[/color][/size][size=10] the name is, [u]{[Nickname]}[/u]. I was born to flirt with {[sexuality]}, and I'm currently this many, [color three]{[age]}[/color].[/size][/align]
[align=right][color one][size=15]Living It Up:[/color][/size]
[size=10]{[Bio- Two Paragraphs Minimum :]}[/size]
[color two][size=15]I'm Acting:[/size][/color][size=10]{[one paragraph [thats atleast six sentances] of personality]}[/align]
[align=left][/size][size=15][color one]Simply Lovely:[/color][/size]
[size=10] {favorites}
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[/size][size=15][color one]Ewww, thats disgusting!:[/color][/size]
[size=10] {dislikes}
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[/size][size=15][color two]Bobbing My Head To:[/color][/size]
[size=10]{[playist]}
oo1. {[name]} // {[artist]}
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[size=10]{[just write little tid bits of information here. :]}[/align][/size]
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:03 pm
samanthaualani ||STORY LINE||In a town full of Old Fashioned people how do we survive?
Some people in our world can accept the fact that some people are born differently.
Others, however, cannot.
There's a straight girl and guy who have been friends with the same group of people for years.
They've gone through hardships together and shared a lot of laughs...
But now everything's changing. One girl is coming to terms with her sexuality. Another is totally there for her because she's been out about being bi for awhile. Another guy in the group is helping his pal realize he's bi. He'd know a lot about this because he's totally gay.
As finals for their senior year draw nearer more stress builds and tenses the group.
Fights will happen
Love will be found
Friendships are put to the test
Families are broken
LIFE happens.Just to wrap things up!-The straight girl is obviously straight and open about it
-The Bi Girl is openly bi
-The Lesbian girl is not
-The straight guy is open about it
-The Bi guy is in the closet
-The gay guy is totally open about itquestions? PM ME!(:||Updates||-Not Accepting Yet-ACCEPTING!!!!!!!!!=]
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:04 pm
samanthaualani ||Profies||
Straight Girl: Souless Wonder Samantha Marie Jackson How are you this fine day? the name is, Sam. I was born to flirt with men, and I'm currently this many, 19. Living It Up:
So, my life is, well, my life? I don't know really, and I live it. Anyways, um, lets start from the beginning, cause that seems like a good place to start. So, when I was, I dunno, little ish, my dad died. I don't remember him much, but mom never remarried, until after I moved out, so I never really known what it was like having a dad, and now I have this guy wanting to be there for me, which is really awkward. School days were basic, I'm an average student, and I know what I need to know to get by, that's basically it.
I am a party addict, and I love men. I just can't help it, I want to just tear them apart. That most likely why I part so much, and it's the same with my group of friends, to a point. I know about one of my friends, they don't like what I like, kinda, they do but then they don't. It's gets all confusing after a while, but I love them all to bits. I only wish that I wasn't always freaking single, it drives me crazy. Am I not good enough for anyone? Or am I just something guys think is, well, I don't know, out of their range? Whatever, it's their loss I guess.
I'm Acting:So, I'm kinda slow at times, and very ditsy. And that doesn't help the whole walking coordination thing, cause I fall all the time. Gravity doesn't like me much. I love to laugh and have fun, when things get serious, I panic and don't know what to do. I can listen to someone if they have a problem, don't get me wrong, I just don't really know how to well, fix it, cause I most likely haven't been through it. My life was boring, so I will listen, just don't expect advice from me. I'm loyal, and will always stand by your side. Simply Lovely:
oo1. Stars
oo2. Dancing
oo3. Flowers
oo4. Beaches
oo5. Water
Ewww, thats disgusting!:
oo1. Spider
oo2. Fungus
oo3. Veggies, not all, but most
oo4. Feet, mostly
oo5. Food touching
Bobbing My Head To:
oo1. Miami // LMFAO
oo2. Love Lock down // Kanye West
oo3. Krazy // Pitbull
oo4. Shake it // Metro station
oo5. Right round // Flo rida
Well, the day I turned 18 I moved out of the house. I have a part time job and live in an apartment, and.. oh yea, I got a tattoo. Wanna see it? Bi Girl: samanthaualani  Sophie May Huntington Hey Sexy! the name is, Sophie. Soph, if you must. I was born to flirt with chickiepoos and dudemuffins, and I'm currently this many, Eighteeeeeeen. Living It Up:
So, hey. My mother is a skanky ho. I'm just throwing that out there right now. She ran off with the help. Gross right? Not only was he like, ten years younger then her but he was the help. She's all poor and stuff now and like, living with the guy.
Daddy divorced her. Go daddy!
Anyway, even though I'm eighteen I still live at home. Not because I'm totally lame but because Daddy's never home and the house is amazing. Though, I have been looking for like a loft or something. Daddy would pay for it soo yeah.
He knows I'm bi, but chooses to ignore it. Not because he's like against it but because he doesn't even want to think about his baby girl having sex. At all. Or even like, liking someone as more then a friend. So, its all good here.
I have an older brother, Josh. He's alright. Pretty hot, so my friends are always like all over him. But its fine. Because I know that they still love me for me. And not just to get into my brothers pants.
I'm Acting:I'm loud and the life of the party. I have fun, all the time. Like, no matter what. I can turn Math Class into a party. It isn't hard when you have my brains. Aha. Some people think I'm just a ditzy blonde but I'm more then that. Trust me(: Simply Lovely:
oo1. Partying
oo2. Cigarettes
oo3. Smirnoff
oo4. Being Loud
oo5. Music
Ewww, thats disgusting!:
oo1. Wasted Time
oo2. Being Bored
oo3. Greasy Guys
oo4. Sweat
oo5. Heart break
Bobbing My Head To:
oo1. Something in Your Mouth // Nickelback
oo2. Sober // P!NK
oo3. Something // Escape The Fate
oo4. Sweet Dreams // Beyonce
oo5. I Don't Need a Man // Pussycat Dolls
=] I have a nose ring, eyebrow ring, and a bellybutton ring. 'let me be loved' is tattooed on my wrist, a rose on my hip bone But they're not like, disgustingly covering me, right? Lesbian: Omg A Name Reyna Elizabeth ContrerasHey, You! the name is, Rainy. I was born to flirt with Chickies, and I'm currently this many, Eighteen and a half!. Living It Up:
So, where to start? Well I guess you can say that all my life I have been a lesbian in hiding? Hah, well you can say I was always afraid of telling my friends and family about, and I still am. But the only person who I could ever tell is my dad's girl friend. I can trust her, but sadly I trust more than I do my friends. But she understands me cause she is bisexual herself. But anyways, this is how it all went out.
My mother and father divorced when I was at a young age, always thinking it was my fault, being the only child and such. My mom has always been those OCD people when it came to cleaning and being perfect. My dad on the other hand was the opposite of my mom, always wanted to be out and part. Soon enough after they had me, years later divorce. Knowing it wasn't going to last forever.
My mom, and I decided to stick with my mom for awhile, she had a step daughter whom I might say was super hot, told my mom she was bisexual, she flipped a b***h. Realizing staying with my mom wasn't a smart idea. So I moved with my dad for awhile, and he has a girl friend who is very pretty and she knows everything that I have been through. I mean some of my friends don't know about it.. and some do, for example, Soph is trying to help me project my lesbianism. But I don't know yet.. But I will tell you this.. when I am at parties and drunk I tend to show who I truly am.. happened once and that's how Soph found out.
I'm Acting:I can be the most happiest and jumpiest person when you know me.. and at parties.. but anyways, Normally I am like most other girls.. well kinda.. I can gossip; but I bear it, I can put make up and party. But I just have to control myself. Sometimes, I can act like a total dude, just talking about the most randomest things. Also, I am very blunt and clumsy. So if I trip and fall.. laughing my a** off. It's normal, trust me.. Simply Lovely:
oo1.Girls :]
oo2.Parties.
oo3.Music.
oo4.Make-up/Hair Doing.
oo5.Night Times.
Ewww, thats disgusting!:
oo1.Homophobes]:
oo2.Bugs.
oo3.Time.
oo4.Silence.
oo5.Haterz.
Bobbing My Head To:
oo1. Drama Queen//Family Force 5
oo2. Starstrukk//3OH!3
oo3. Happy--Seven Years//NeverShoutNever!
oo4. Lead Sails (And Paper Anchors)//Arteyu
oo5. The Sky Could Fall Tonight//Amber Pacific
I love writing, making music with my guitar; taking pictures with my dandy camera! I gots a couple of piercings and tats, but ask me and I'll show ya! ;]
Straight Guy: Cirzoke Michael Pheonix RiversWhats up. the name is, Mike. I was born to flirt with women, and I'm currently this many, twenty. Living It Up:
My life ain't nothing special darling. Grew up in a fairly small town with my dad and my little sister. High School was a breeze. Failed some classes, passed others. Dated Girls, didn't date girls.. Whatever right? Moved out into a small-ish apartment after I graduated and spend most of my time working on my bike for races and whatnot. Absolutely love it man. My dad was a motorcross champ back in his time, but he gave up once he met mom. His loss. She left him for her ex when I was 5. I don't hate her though, she says that he was the love of her life, so hell. I dunno, loyalties are to my dad, but can't blame her either. I still talk to them sometimes, dad'll visit races and mom'll call. Caitlyn's in high school at the moment, but we meet once a week for a movie or something like that.
I'm Acting:Like you're average guy. Kinda. I'm pretty laid back, easy going. Taking life as it comes at the moment. What else is there to do? I can get mighty competitive, especially when it comes to racing. I'm no good with talking about feelings. I'm not into all that express yourself shite. Probably the reason I haven't managed to stay with a girl for longer than a few months. I love girls, don't get me wrong, but the whole non-commitment thing hasn't really bothered me so far, so I'm not taking it as a bad thing. Simply Lovely:
oo1. Good Nights Out
oo2. Sleep
oo3. Surfing
oo4. Old School Cartoons
oo5. Racing
Ewww, thats disgusting!:
oo1. Being Alone 24/7
oo2. Things with more than 4 legs
oo3. Arrogant Jerk-Offs
oo4. Hospitals
oo5. Losing a Race
Bobbing My Head To:
oo1. Take A Picture // Filter
oo2. Rylynn // Andy McKee
oo3. Delirium // Ladyhawke
oo4. S.E.X // Nickelback
oo5. 1985 // Bowling For Soup
my ink & my baby Bi Guy: Troubled Monster  Tyler Percival Cummings Bowmp chickka wow wow the name is, Tyler but I’m known in the ghetto as ‘Tay Tay’. I was born to flirt with GIRLS….really, and I'm currently this many, ]18 baby, guess I’m legal, let’s sex tonight. Living It Up:
So when I was like little I like lived in like Florida like but now I like don’t I like moved in like eighth grade like. Wow what if I really talked like that? I would, like it myself…like. So’s let’s get down to business…TO DEFEAT THE HUNS! Sorry, I get distracted and what not. Um so yeah I lived in Florida until eighth grade. My mom or, Mamasita as I call her is like head of something something something for Warner Brothers. So she gets paid a lot and stuff and get’s all these cool Warner brother stuff. This works out because I happen to love super heroes. I play baseball, and I’m really good, I pitch if you were wondering. Um this is weird but I’m actually better at soft ball than baseball…let’s keep that a secret. My Papa-san is a writer. He wrote two books so far. One of them is about my older sister who got into all these problems but ended up fine. Her name is Lori and she’s currently at Harvard. Yeah, I’m not kidding. She went from problem child, to like look at me I’m a prodigy. That’s not me to say the least. So is that it? Oh wait, the other day I checked out this guy’s a**….um do straight guys usually do that? They do right? Okay cool because I was like, freaked out.
I'm Acting:My people skiz-illz are supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. I love being around huge groups and s**t. Um..mm.mm.mm, I’m loud and I know a bunch of useless knowledge. I think people have love hate relationships with me. Some peeps adore me, other people want to shove me into a box. Anyway I seem really confident, and I am but like I’ve really questioned myself before. Hell I still do that now. Anyway I’ve been checking out a lot of people, like boys too and I don’t like it. I don’t even want to be associated with being gay, so like yeah… Simply Lovely:
oo1. Super heroes
oo2. Drinking!
oo3. Huge groups of people
oo4. Pretending I’m gansta even though I’m a little emo kid.
oo5. Dying my hair
Ewww, thats disgusting!:
oo1. People who never talk
oo2. When people steel one shoe from my gym locker, just one….
oo3. Math
oo4. When people like get all pissy with gay peeps
oo5. Being called gay, um no.
Bobbing My Head To:
oo1. Teenagers // My chemical Romance
oo2. When I grow up// Mayday Parade (p***y cat dolls cover)
oo3. Love me dead// Ludo
oo4. Kill all of your freinds// My chemical Romance
oo5. Situations// Escape the fate
So most would say I’ve got an emo vibe and that’s all chill because hey I have emo hair and awesome piercings. So yeah nothen much, but um yeah why have I been checking out the boyz lately? Gay Guy: samanthaualani
 Jesse Blake Odenthal Lets Party! the name is, Jesse. Nothing else. I was born to flirt with, Boys, and I'm currently this many, Nineteennnnn. Living It Up:
So my mom raised me and my older sister. Dad left us a few years after I was born and I really don't remember him. And I don't care to ever know him now. My sister lives a few miles away but we're totally close. She taught me to be all like respectful and stuff. And I guess I am but like, not towards everyone. I mostly hang with girls too. Imagine that right? Aha.
If you haven't guessed, I'm totally gay. Girls love me but its not like an 'I want in your pants' love, its like 'you are too cute and so much fun!' love. Anyway, I get along with almost anyone. But the jocky guys. They hate me. Hnnm wonder why. Whatever. They can go screw themselves (:
I recently moved out of my house and am now living in an okay apartment. We've never been rich. My mom was a nurse and mostly gone all the time so yeah.
I'm Acting: I'm usually very confident. I don't really give a s**t what anyone thinks about me. I love to have fun and cut loose. Partying is my favorite and I adore sketching and writing. Its like... an outlet for me. And I'm totally out of the closet. I'm gay. I love who I am and anyone who doesn't can suck it.
Simply Lovely:
oo1. Sketching
oo2. Painting
oo3. Cappuccinos
oo4. Writing
oo5. Partyyyyying
Ewww, thats disgusting!:
oo1. Jocks
oo2. Unconfident Peeps
oo3. Bad Music
oo4. Homophobes
oo5. Le Jocks
Bobbing My Head To:
oo1. Don't Trust Me // 3OH!3
oo2. Flavor of the Weak // American Hi-Fi
oo3. Prey // Ten Years
oo4. Still Around // 3OH!3
oo5. I'm not your Boyfriend // 3OH!3
I loveeeeee sketching and painting. Being creative is who I am.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:07 pm
samanthaualani Sophie May Huntington 
Sophie cuddled next to her as she hummed in response. Ah, that would work. "Good," She tucked her head under her arm and against her side. She was almost as out of it as Rainy but not quiet ready to pass out.
She just laid there, not moving and listening to Rainys heartbeat. And then she decided she was going to start singing to it.
"If I was your bestt frieeend! I would sing you this songgg! To make it all better!!! Forever and ever! My heart to you! I would love you! Your heart be mine!"
Her passing out would be nice now.
And minutes later, after another chorus or so, she did just that.
I don't wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest.
Or the girl who never wants to be alone.
I don't wanna be that call at four O'clock in the morning.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:08 pm
Troubled Monster TYLER ...Percival Cummings  As much as Tyler was a fan of fashion, he was pretty ******** happy all of theirs had dissapeared.
Tyler landed onto of Jesse with a thump. The bed shook slightly but just added to it.
He ripped his mouth away from Jesse's.
"You're pretty---but you know that right?" Tyler moved his lips to Jesse's neck and skimmed the sensative skin with his open mouth before nestling under Jesse's jaw and sucking sharply.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:08 pm
samanthaualani Jesse Blake Odenthal
How far was this going to go?
"Not as pretty as you baby," He whispered as Tylers mouth moved along his skin. He was sucking at his jaw and Jesse inhaled sharply.
"Mmm, mhm.." And the next line just came natural. "Bottom or top?" Seeing as Tyler was already on top... He figured that he'd be the man for tonight.
And Jesse was fine with that. He could just get like, a b*****b after or something. Thats how it usually worked with him,
Kill the lights..
These children learn from cigarette burns,
Fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks.
It feels right..
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated;
Take the white pill, you'll feel alright.
Kill the lights..
These children learn from cigarette burns,
Fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks.
It feels right..
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated!
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:09 pm
Cirzoke
Michael Pheonix Rivers:.
So stand on the edge with me
Hold back your fear and see
Nothing is real till it's gone.
Mike was about to protest when she pulled him back onto her lips. He felt himself kissing her back and about to go ahead and 'take her', as she put it, when sometime snapped in his mind. No.
He pulled back and quickly got out of the bed. "No, Sam, I can't I'm sorry." he said as he grabbed at his jeans and started to put them on hurriedly. "I can't- your still not thinking straight, and I don't wanna have to deal with waking up and listen to you tell me it was all a mistake." he said, impressively in one breath. "Look, you just get some sleep, and I'll come by and see you all in the morning." he said quickly, before finally leaving the room.
He let out a huge sigh and leant against the door.
Wow. Had he really just turned down sex with Sam?
Mike grit his teeth with frustration and fought back the urge to storm back in their and jump on her. He ran down the stairs and back. Surprisingly the party was still going on, just about, more people were crashed out on the floor, and a few survivors still up on their feet dancing. Getting a few lusty stares at his bare chest, he ignored them and picked up a sweatshirt from the floor and put it on. Yeah it was his now damnit.
He walked out the front door and just started running. He wasn't too sure where to. But he thought he'd run there anyway.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 9:10 pm
Soulless_Wonder S A M A N T H A // Marie Jackson Her mouth was open, ready to say something, but he was already out the door.
He really just left her, in this strange house alone. Did he not care? But what he said didn't say anything about him, only he didnt' want to hear her in the morning. Her heart sank, he didn't like her that way, maybe.
Her eyes started to swell with tears, he really rejected her. Curling up in a ball, she closed her eyes and just waited for sleep. She didn't want to think about anything anymore. Sometimes people run away
just to see if anyone cares
enough to follow.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 4:13 pm
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 1:09 pm
TYLER ...Percival Cummings At this point Tyler didn't even know what the ******** was going on.
He faintly understood the concept of nearby sex but that was pretty much it.
So his response to top or bottom, "Mmmhmm, sure." didn't really make much sense.
But that was okay because he pretty much answered it with actions!
Tyler kissed down Jesse's throat until his tongue swiped over the indent of the boy's collar bone.
He hummed sensually as he sucked softly, then nipped at the skin.
Tyler let his hands wander down to Jesse's thighs.
Hell if he was going to do this he wanted the whole ******** package.
Groping included.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 3:55 pm
Michael Pheonix Rivers:.
So stand on the edge with me
Hold back your fear and see
Nothing is real till it's gone.
Mike skidded to a halt as he turned a corner and realised he had run far enough to not know where the ******** he was. Good times.
He sighed and kicked and scrunched up beer can across the street and unzipped the hoody slightly, feeling a lot warmer from the mini sprint he just did. Guilt-ridden, tired and unsatisfied with how sober he was feeling, he was grateful to spot a 24 hour convenience store across the street.
He pushed open the door and walked straight over to the alcohol section, picking up a hefty bottle of bourbon and bringing it to the counter. He fished in his pockets for money and handed the cashier and handful of bills- more than enough, and didn't even wait for the change.
Mike stepped back outside and pulled the hood up over his head, feeling the cold chill at the back of his neck. He walked over to a nearby bench and sat down. Cracking open the bottle, he threw the cap somewhere over his shoulder and swallowed down, far more than he thought he could in just one gulp. He took out his phone and went to text Sam. Then he changed his mind. He took another big sip then clicked the call button on her name. He brought the phone up to his ear, but then after two dials, he changed his mind again, and this time, threw his phone across the street with great force, breaking it into more than one piece.
Whoops.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 4:07 pm
Jesse Blake Odenthal
Jesse groaned softly. "Hmm baby?" Tyler was moving along his body and licked at his collar bone.
"Touch me, taste me," He hummed softly. Again with the random song?!
Tylers wandering hands made Jesse grow harder. He groaned softly, reaching down to place Tylers hand on his groined.
Kill the lights..
These children learn from cigarette burns,
Fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks.
It feels right..
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated;
Take the white pill, you'll feel alright.
Kill the lights..
These children learn from cigarette burns,
Fast cars, fast women, and cheap drinks.
It feels right..
All these asphyxiated, self-medicated!
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 4:11 pm
S A M A N T H A // Marie Jackson Something started to tickle her thigh, and Sam was very confused. What was it? Her hands felt around her body, a phone. It survived? No way. Amazing. She pulled it out and then it stopped vibrating. Flipping it open, she saw a missed call from Mike. He was trying to call her? Um, why?
But she tried to call him back, to see what he wanted, and the phone was disconnected. What happened? Now she was worried. His phone was working and now it's not, was he, in trouble? Sam couldn't just go to sleep, as high and freaking drunk as she was. She cared. But she was so damn tired and cold, didn't feel like moving. She had to! For Mike!
Getting out of the bed she headed towards the door. Man, it was darker and so much colder. She just wrapped her arms around her, and headed out of the house, very tempted to go smoke or drink some more. But she needed to be clear in thoughts to do this right.
Shivering as she walked, she wandered aimlessly. Where was he? She didn't even know, but it was getting ridiculously cold. At least she felt sober, and less high then she did. Knowing all to well that didn't matter, she would still feel it later tomorrow.
The more she walked, the more she got scared. He was out there, and could be hurt. Not like she was in any condition to help him. But she had a phone to call 911 if there was a need for it. The only thing that seemed to fill her thoughts were of mike. Samantha was getting very worried. Sometimes people run away
just to see if anyone cares
enough to follow.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 5:27 pm
Michael Pheonix Rivers:.
So stand on the edge with me
Hold back your fear and see
Nothing is real till it's gone.
Mike had finished half the contents of the bottle in the space of about 3 minutes. He then opted for a change in scenary and got up off the bench and carried on walking down to wherever.
Mike scoffed and took a huge swig as he walked unsteadily along the sidewalk. The bourbon well and truly taking it's effect. Though.. not always a good thing.
He thought over, or at least attempted to think over, what had happened earlier in the evening. Him and Sam. Sam and him. Kissing. And then her wanting more. Him definitely wanting more- then him leaving.
It's not meant to go like that! Stamping foot.
All of a sudden his stomach turned and he felt sick. It was that sick in stomach, rampant butterflies feeling, along with the actual, literal feeling of needing to throw up. He stumbled down to his knees and leant his head forward as he pretty much emptied his stomach onto the ground. Nicee.
"Ugh.." Mike coughed and cleared his throat, before slowly getting up and walking across the street into what looked like a park or something. He foolishly took another gulp from the bottle, finishing off the bourbon, before throwing the bottle off in one direction.
Deciding that he was feeling too heavy to be using his feet, Mike fell forward onto the grass. He groaned and half shimmied his way up till he got to a tree that he felt worthy enough for him to pass out under.
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