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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 5:09 pm
Nicknames: None
Age: 21
Birthday: April 1st, 1992
Sign: Aries
Gemstone: Bloodstone
Blood Type: B+
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 188 lbs
Sexual Orientation: Confused
Fav. Food: Pizza
Hated Food: Bitter foods
Fav. Color: Olive green
Fav. Animal: Bears
School: Meadowview Class of '10
Job: Works full time at Big Willie’s Record Store
Cooking: A fairly new hobby for Damian. He’s taken to cooking dinner for himself and his roommate at least three times a week. After he moved out of his parent’s house and into his apartment he found cooking to be a necessary evil. It wasn’t until recently that he started to become decent at it, and actually enjoy it.
He can’t make anything too complicated, and everything he’s made has been referenced from his mother’s extremely old, orange, Betty Crocker Cookbook. But, generally his meals turn out pretty well, unless he tries to outdo himself and then things will generally fall apart.
Music: Damian has a passion for music. He started playing the guitar when he was fourteen. It started as a way to get girl’s attention, but before long he had fallen in love with the instrument. He has a pretty good singing voice as well, and the combination of the two got him more than a few dates when he was in high school.
It also lead to him starting his own band, and wanting to be a musician. Unfortunately for him, starting a band and getting it off the ground was a lot harder than he thought. There were songs to write, and rehearsals to schedule, and he was only good at one of them. The songs he writes are pretty good, it’s just finding places to play them that’s the problem. And getting the band together to practice them.
Working Out: Going to the gym is a habit Damian picked up after being awoken as Sailor Orion. He used to go after work, but when he started working longer hours that didn’t work as well. Now he goes to the gym every weekday morning, waking up at six am so he can be back home by seven thirty to wake Carter up for school.
He balances his workout between cardio and strength training, not wanting to bulk up too much. His goal is to eventually have a full six-pack. He’s at about a four-pack now. At first he didn’t really enjoy exercising, but now he loves it. He always feels better about himself after spending an hour at the gym.
Flirting: Damian flirts. With everything. Well, everything that’s female (if he’s really drunk then sometimes even male) and talks, which includes guardian cats, Negaverse, customers at work, whoever. He’s an equal opportunity flirt, not realizing that girls might assume that his flirting actually means that he’s interested in them. Generally he never is; he just flirts because it’s second nature to him, and it’s the easiest way he knows how to get the things he wants. Unfortunately for him, nobody really thinks the same way he does so he’s broken a lot of hearts via flirt and run.
Archery: When Damian was seven years old his dad started teaching him how to shoot. Since then he's been keeping up with it religiously until about the last year or so. After being awoken as Sailor Orion Damian hasn't been able to find as much time to get down to the archery range as he could when he was just a high school kid. He still goes a couple times a month to keep from getting rusty, but it isn't one of his main focuses in life anymore.
Booster Rooster – Damian likes to have fun, he enjoys being the guy that lightens the mood, and turns a dour situation into one with just a little bit more light. When he was in high school he was a prankster, using cheap tricks to get a laugh, but luckily, now that he’s graduated from Meadowview he’s past the prankster phase. Being awoken as Sailor Orion also helped in that regard. He doesn’t have time to be as immature as he was in the past.
Now that he’s matured some he prefers to use his humour to boost spirits. He’s the guy that’s always trying to have a good time, and wants everyone else around him to be having a good time too. He’s also the one with the optimistic viewpoint, even when faced with insurmountable odds he’ll try to keep a positive spin on it, and keep the fun vibes flowing.
Charming – A lifetime’s worth of flirting has given Damian more than one lesson in how not to charm a girl. Which of course leaves him with many ways to charm a girl. He’s developed a litany of smooth lines, and has a smile for every occasion. His charming ways don’t always go over well, he’s been called smarmy more than once. While he could put his charm to good use to get his ideas across or other such things, he really just uses it to try and get his way, or get favours. He hasn’t matured that much after all.
His charm goes even beyond his words though. Damian keeps himself in shape and keeps some scruff on his cheeks to give him that rugged, adventurous look, to draw others in. He doesn’t feel guilty using his looks to help him get what he wants, why waste his level of hotness? Or that’s his thought process anyway.
Dedicated – Once Damian really sets himself to something he’s in it for life. He doesn’t like to let things go half finished, or leave before a job is done. This generally applies to causes he takes up, or teams he joins, such as the Pleiades. When he starts a job he has to see it through and make sure it gets done right. Or, at least gets done, but he’d prefer it to be right.
Enthusiastic – Damian can get excited about just about anything that interests him. When he picks up a new hobby he’ll go at it with fervor- until he gets bored of it. Some things managed to hold his interest like playing the guitar and cooking, but most things, like photography, drawing, and working on cars, got boring quickly leaving Damian knowing a little about a lot.
Bottle Cap – Damian has a bad habit of bottling up all his anger. He says he lets things roll off his back, but really all the little indiscretions are just building up to fuel the fire that will eventually come. When he finally does snap it’s not uncommon for him to get violent in the way that’ll he’ll throw people around or push them. His rage wouldn’t lead him to beat anyone to death, but it can get him in trouble. He’ll say horrible things without thinking about the consequences, or how his words will affect others.
His temper gets especially bad if he’s drinking, moreso if something upsets him while he's drinking. He’s been known to lash out at his even his closest friends in this state. After his temper fades, he’s able to see reason and will feel horrible about what he’s done. If he remembers through his drunken haze.
Possessive – When Damian claims someone as his own he doesn’t allow anyone to encroach on what he considers to be his territory. He’ll go so far as to try and control who they can see and who can see them. He doesn’t want to share who he considers his with anyone, nor does he like to share. Instead, Damian would rather keep them for himself. His possessiveness can rub people the wrong way, and he’s been called controlling more than once. Deep down, Damian just doesn't want to be abandoned or to lose those he holds dear.
Reckless - Damian seems to either not have, or not listen to that voice in his head that says ‘hey, maybe you shouldn’t do that, you could get hurt’. He tends to run headlong into new situations without thinking about them. If he found a dark alleyway instead of grabbing a flashlight and a friend to explore it he’ll just plunge into the darkness no heed for what might be waiting for him. In battle this is especially bad because he tends to fall into traps more often than not, not stopping to think that maybe youma and the Negaverse are smarter than they look.
Fear of Getting Hurt – Damian doesn’t put much weight in love, and he definitely doesn’t believe in happily ever after. When his mother left his father he was old enough to remember how that devastated his dad. He was a broken man for years. And then he remarried and Damian watched his father try so hard to replace what his mother had taken from him. When his step-mother started cheating on his father Damian gave up on love completely. His father had truly and deeply loved his mother and it hadn’t gotten him anything but hurt and heartbreak.
Damian’s never been in love, but now that he’s able to remember pieces of his past life he’s realized that there was a time that he was in love. This realization has him scared to the bone. While his head is telling him he doesn’t want anything to do with it, his heart is yearning for it. Even so, Damian refuses to give into the feelings. One reason is because they are one thousand year old feelings directed at someone who’s been dead for the same amount of time, but more importantly, if he gives into the feelings there’s the chance that he can be hurt by them.
RP Colour: #800517
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 5:33 pm
Blaise Cole (42) - Father, is a Pilot and therefore barely ever at home
Stephanie Neetz (41) - Mother, went out for cigarettes when Damian was six and never came back
Adella Cole (34) - Step-Mother, is a housewife (which she enjoys), married Blaise when Damian was eleven
Samantha Cole (20) - Sister, attends Destiny City University
AJ (6) - Family pet, a six year old Old English Sheep Dog, rambunctious and loves everyone
Home: A small one bedroom apartment. Unfortunately the apartment doesn't allow dogs so he had to leave AJ with his father and step-mother. Damian has one roommate, Carter Martin who is also a member of Team Pleiades. Yes, there's only one bed, yes they share it. Damian avoids answering when he gets asked who's the big spoon.
Previously he lived with his parents in a Queen Anne style Victorian Home. It was built in the 1900's. Since then it's been modernized on the inside. Damian describes the house as garish, mainly a teal green with pink-red brick sidings. Unfortunately for him his step-mother loves it and would never change a thing.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 5:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 5:36 pm
Henshin: Orion Constellation Power, Make-Up!
Team: Team Pleiades
Team Captain: Super Sailor Merope
Team Members: Super Sailor Atlas, Super Sailor Alcyone, and Super Sailor Orion
Guardian Cat: Poseidon
Challenge: Nice to meteor you!
Attack #1
NAME: Meteor Rain
[What it does] Calls down a rain of softball sized fiery meteors onto a specified area with a radius of 5 feet. Once aimed the meteors can’t fall somewhere else until the attack stops. They can be dodged and deflected, but it’s hard to move through the near constant beating of meteors. Also, they deal significant heat damage to anything and anyone who gets close to the them.
Duration: 30 to 45 seconds, must wait two minutes between uses. For RP purposes: it lasts 1 to 2 turns, and can't be used for another 4 turns.
Attack #1.5:
NAME: Meteor Shower
[What it does] Much like Meteor Rain, but the meteors are much larger, think basketball sized, and they follow the target until the attack ends. They're also on fire, and they tend to leave flames burning where they hit the ground.
Duration: 1 minute, Must wait five minutes between uses. For RP Purposes: it lasts 2 to 3 turns, and can't be used for another 6 turns.
Attack #2:
NAME: METEOR PUNCH
[What it does] Orion throws a punch at his opponent and as he swings a stream of softball to volleyball sized meteors flies down from the sky, following the arc of his punch. If he manages to connect with his opponent the meteors smash into them along with Orion's fist. The attack leaves Orion's arm numb from the impact, and can only be used once in battle.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 5:41 pm
Stories:
[x] [REG] TGIF :: Yvette (Lizzy)
[A] [REG] Just a curbside prophet :: Dani (Deri)
[A] [REG] Holey Jeans are Holey :: Karmalita (Never)
[x] [REG] Singles Awareness :: ORP
[x] [REG] Schoolhouse Rock :: ORP
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[x] [REG] The Dreaded Partner Project :: Andrea (Kumo)
[x] [SOLO-3] Not a day late just a dollar short
[A] [REG] Lunch, the best class of the day :: Kallista (Angelic Cutie)
[x] [REG] Shortcuts...Oh why? :: Liliana (Kaori)
[A] [REG] My dog ate Hamlet...srsly :: Alba (Surr)
[x] [REG] Clean your own cupboard! :: Selena (Kairi)
[x] [SOLO-2] Always on my Mind (548 words)
[x] [BAT/AWAKE] I'm dreaming right? :: Derp (Nessy)
[x] [SOLO-1] An Unhappy Birthday Boy (488 words)
[x] [REG] This is your birthday song, it isn't very long :: ORP
[x] [BAT] Fail, fail, and more fail :: Sailor Eos (Kairi)
[x] [BAT] Wipe Out! :: Schink vs TP
[A] [REG] Teamwork :: Vanessa (Gee)
[x] [BAT] Arbor Day Comes Early :: ORP
[x] [REG] 3:25 PM :: Devi (Spy)
[x] [SOLO-4] That girl really liked blood (481 words)
[A] [REG/BAT] Do first dates always go this bad? :: Devi (Spy)
[x] [BAT] Wave-Buffed Meteorite :: Merope (Maru)
[A] [REG] I’m in love with you, man! No wait, I’m just drunk :: Merope (Maru)
[x] [REG] Are you ignoring me? :: Devi (Spy)
[x] [BAT] Destiny City Halloween Masque :: ORP
[x] [REG] Battered and Broken, but not Bruised :: Devi (Spy)
[A] [REG] Discovering Uncharted Waters :: Pleiades
[x] [REG] The Second First Date :: Devi (Spy) [Can go back to space Feb 27th]
[x] [REG] Henshin Pen 15 :: Devi (Spy)
[x] [REG] Secrets, Secrets :: Devi (Spy)
[x] [REG] Above the Delta :: ORP
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[x] [BAT] R.E.M :: ORP
[x] [REG] Field of Dreams and Memories :: ORP
[x] [REG] Two's Company :: Devi (Spy)
[x] [BAT] Quail's Eye Field :: Elysion
[x] [SOLO] STUI: Space Travel Under the Influence (1,272 words) [Can go back to space April 17th]
[x] [REG] The Flickering Embers :: Carter (Maru)
[x] [SOLO-5] Bloodstains (600 words)
[x] [SOLO] Statues (4,112 words) [Can go back to space May 4th]
[x] [SOLO-6] The Missing Piece (545 words)
[A] [BAT] Hurricane Drunk :: Alcyone (surr)
[x] [REG] I Swear I'm Not Drunk :: Carter (Maru)
[x] [REG] Hungover :: Carter (Maru)
[x] [REG] Together... :: Devi (Spy)
[x] [REG] And Apart :: Devi (Spy)
[x] [SOLO-7] Flashes (2,191 words)
[x] [SOLO-8] Lost Love (833 words)
[x] [SOLO-9] Trying to Forget (1,066 words)
[x] [SOLO-10] Homesick (503 words)
[x] [BAT] Tipsy Turvy :: Ilmenite + Flourite (blue + Zero)
[x] [BAT] Out of Control :: Merope + Poseidon (Maru)
[x] [REG] A Riptide Intervention :: Merope + Poseidon (Maru)
[x] [REG] Drown Your Memories :: Merope + Poseidon (Maru)
[x] [SOLO-12] Tangled (835 words)
[A] [REG] Life Lessons :: Alba (surr)
[x] [BAT] Clean Up on Aisle 2 :: Painite (Lith)
[x] [BAT] Snakes. Why'd it have to be snakes? :: Chaonis (Lith)
[A] [REG] Welcome to Carter's Cat Corral! :: Diana + Merope + Poseidon (Yinesa + Maru)
[x] [SOLO-11] Worries (832 words)
[A] [BAT] Time to Make a Move :: Painite + Galatea (Lith + Saf)
[A] [REG] Cabin Baneberry :: Camp
[x] [BAT] I Swear I'm Not Stalking You :: Chibimoon + Oliver + Petalite (Ness)
[x] [REG] Confused :: Ever (blue)
[x] [REG] The Master Plan :: Merion (Maru)
[x] [REG] A Not Very Simple Chat Over Coffee :: Merion (Maru)
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[x] [???] Abduction :: Requiem (Spy)
[x] [REG] Ex-treme Measures :: Requiem (Spy)
[x] [BAT] Special Delivery :: Merope + Requiem + Poseidon ( Maru + Spy)
[x] [REG] Love Bites Rave :: ORP - Selena (Kairi)
[x] [REG] Blame it on the a a a a a alcohol :: Blamian (Nessy)
Upgrade Reqs:
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 5:46 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 5:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 5:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 5:51 pm
Shop: Natsube
Character: Marsh The Sex Panda
Art: Natsube, Yuna, and Lizzymoo
Sailor Moon: Naoko Takeuchi
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 8:20 pm
An Unhappy Birthday Boy
”But I don’t want to have a big party, Adella!” Damian Cole was frustrated, he had been arguing with his step-mother for over an hour. His eighteenth birthday was coming up and she wanted him to have a big party. He on the other hand wanted to let the day just go by, he didn’t like to host parties, he liked to go to parties. There was a big difference.
The wispy woman sighed shaking her head. ”Damian, I am your mother-“
The boy’s eyebrows snapped together in a glare and he looked off to the side. ”Step-mother” The words were forced out through clenched teeth. It was an old argument and he knew what was coming next.
”I am your mother,” Adella repeated herself before continuing on, ”And you should call me mom, not Adella. It’s not respectful.” She huffed pushing her thin brown hair out of her face. ”And you are having this party, it’s your eighteenth birthday and it only happens once.”
”But I don’t care, I’m not Sam. If I don’t have a party I won’t die, actually I’ll be a hell of a lot better if I don’t have the damn party.”
Adella glared at her step-son. ”You may not care now, but you will later, and then you’ll thank me.”
”I highly highly doubt that, Adella.” He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.
”That’s it! Go to your room, I’m calling your father, he’ll deal with you.”
”Awesome, tell him I said hi and to bring me back something from Australia.” Damian rolled his eyes and stalked off to his room, swinging the door shut behind him. He was so tired of Adella, she thought she was his mother just because his dad married her. She was wrong, his mother had walked out on him, he didn’t have a mother.
Sighing he threw himself onto his bed, staring up at his ceiling. It looked like he was stuck having this party and he wasn’t happy about that at all. He was great going to parties, he could hang out with just about anyone and have a good time, but making sure everyone else had a good time? That was more his sister’s point of expertise. He toyed with the idea of just convincing Samantha to host the party for him, but then he had a thought. Girls might show up, girls that he wanted to hook up with might show up and he really didn’t want his big sister around to c**k block him.
It was times like this he really hated his mother for leaving. She always knew what to do when he had problems. Granted those were a six year old’s problems, but still. He had a feeling she wouldn’t make him have a big party. She’d understand and that fact made him hate her for leaving.
”Damn it, I don’t want to have a party.”
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 6:50 pm
Always on my Mind
"Get out of here, I'll talk with you later, but I wouldn't make any plans after school for the next week."
It was with a nod and a last glance at Selena Adams that I slipped out of the cupboard, barely squeezing past Mr. Johnson without brushing up against him. That wouldn’t be awkward at all, brushing past your biology teacher with a giant tent in your shorts. I shook my head, not looking back once I was out of the cupboard. I could hear him scolding Selena, but I couldn’t catch the exact words. I didn’t worry about it too much, I’d be getting my own punishment later on, and at the moment my mind was really on other things.
Like that damn girl. Selena was pretty, no doubt, that’s why I went after her in the first place, but she also had this innocence about her that most girls were missing nowadays. I thought about it as I made my way out of the school. The way she was chewing and sucking on her lower lip. She had no idea how that got to me, there was something about an innocent girl that turned me on, I couldn’t exactly explain it. Not like a naughty girl wouldn’t turn me on, believe me I’ve been there done that. Twice. Actually more than twice, but that wasn’t the point.
Point was I never actually managed to get Selena Adams into bed, and I doubted I’d ever be able to. She had her morals, and this idea of romance that involved commitment and actual love. Both of those things I’m not very good at. Actually I’m horrible at, but moving on.
As I stepped out of the school I lifted a hand shielding my eyes from the sun’s intense glare. I should be trying to think of things other than the curve of my ex-girlfriend’s a**, and the way her petite little body fit against mine, thinking about those things wasn’t helping to calm down the party in my pants at all. But I couldn’t help it, I’d been having a bit of a dry spell lately, and that make out session was the most action I’d gotten in a couple weeks. It was hard to think of something other than the way she tasted, and how I’d love to bend her over…
Wee ooo! Wee ooo!
The sounds of my Jeep’s alarm going off as I accidentally hit the panic button instead of the unlock button on my keys snapped me out of those thoughts. So not helping the party in the pants.
Shaking my head I tossed my back pack into the passenger’s side of the Jeep and then climbed into the driver’s seat. It was time to focus and drive home without running my car into a pole. I thought of my Aunt Bethany at our last family reunion which had been held at a pool. I nearly gagged, Aunt Bethany was fifty years old, but the image sufficiently dampened my sexual fantasy. Of course the minute I stopped thinking about it I started thinking about me and Selena in the cupboard and that got everything started again.
Groaning I turned the key in the ignition, it was going to be a long drive home.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 11:28 pm
Not a day late just a dollar short
Damian shouldered his way through the throng of kids leaving the photography class. It was lunch time and he was hungry. He thought back to Andrea and the photography assignment, it shouldn’t be too hard. He was fairly decent at photography and with all the big mirrors at the studio and what not it shouldn’t be too hard to get Andy’s shots. He had decided to refer to the kid as Andy, Andrea just sounded so girly and made him feel a bit awkward. He wasn’t into guys (okay that one time he got super smashed and hit on his sister’s boyfriend didn’t count) so thinking about a guy with a girl’s name was just…odd.
He shook his head a bit trying to empty his thoughts. He should really be spending more time thinking of gir- Oh, hel-lo Silver eyes were trained on a brunette as she walked by, and his head turned keeping his eyes on her. Damn, she had a nice a**. The boy couldn’t help but appreciate a nice a**, he was an a** man after all. Sure a nice rack got the blood flowing, but a great booty? Now that really got his motor going.
He felt his back bump into someone and he turned around snapped out of his chick gazing. He really needed to stop doing that while he was walking, he always ran into people. ”Sorry, dude, saw a hottie.” He shrugged and grinned a bit as if saying ‘you know how it is’ and the guy he ran into just laughed. ”You better hit that if she’s so fine.” Damian’s grin widened. ”You know it, brother.” He raised a fist and the two males shared a fist bump before parting ways.
Seeing a hot chick and manly moments always put him in a good mood and he was grinning as he headed towards the cafeteria. Today was going to be a good day, he just knew it. As he stepped into the cafeteria he glanced around, most the tables were filled, but he spotted a couple empty ones. He’d get his lunch and then find somewhere to sit.
Stepping into line he swung his backpack around to his front and started digging through it for his wallet. He had to push past the books and his headphones and iPod to finally get to the bottom where his wallet was hiding. Pulling it out he opened it up checking for money. He had a dollar. That wouldn’t buy him lunch. He could either try and charm the lunch lady again or go hungry and he really didn’t want to go hungry.
He loaded up his tray with food and made his way to the end of the line. When he got there he flashed his most charming ‘I’m short a couple of bucks’ smile at Betty, the lunch lady that ran the cashier. She just sighed and put a hand on her hip. ”Short again, Damian? You know I can’t keep letting you off the hook.” The boy grinned handing her a dollar. ”I know Betty, we just have to stop meeting like this.” He winked at her and even though she rolled her eyes at him there was a bit of a blush on her cheeks. ”I’ll have the rest tomorrow. Thanks a million.” Betty waved her hands at him. ”Yeah, yeah, get out of here.” He gave her a wave then turned and walked off to the sea of tables. Now the next challenge- finding somewhere to sit.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 2:04 pm
That girl really liked blood
As Damian pulled away from Devi’s house he grinned. While the day had started out horrible (he’d been exhausted, irritable, and downright in a bad mood all day) running into Devi had made it much better. It seemed that he had gotten his mojo back; she seemed to be charmed by him at least. Then again, just calling her pretty had seemed to charm her. She was a bit of an easy mark. But she had a decent taste in movies, and he was always willing to invest some time in a girl if eventually it meant he had a chance to get some in the end. When he thought about the song she picked out for him to play for her he couldn’t help but laugh. It seemed overtly sexual for what he’d seen of Devi so far, but he wasn’t going to argue with her choice.
Reaching over he flipped on the radio, turning it up as he made a right turn. Thinking of girls made him think of Alessa. He really needed to get her number so he could set something up. The last time he had tried to juggle two girls it had ended up in a disaster, but he was more confident this time around. As long as they didn’t know each other, or run into each other, or hear gossip about each other it would be fine.
The red head started tapping his fingers against the steering wheel in time to the beat, his mind drifting from girls to the homework he had to do. A much less appealing thing to think about, but if he didn’t manage decent grades he wouldn’t graduate and if he didn’t graduate his step-mom would never shut up. He didn’t want to even imagine having to put up with her bitching at him during summer school, or even worse a whole nother year of school. He’d kill himself first. Anyways, he had to graduate so he could get his band started.
He wondered about Vanessa, he thought he remembered her saying something about getting drum lessons. Maybe he could convince her to join up, or at least convince her to hook up with him. She was attractive in that wild and crazy way, and he had a feeling she’d be a tiger between the sheets. He’d have to figure out a good time to ask her, about the band thing not the tiger thing.
Making a left he drove down the street and then pulled up in front of his house. Shifting the car into park he turned it off, pocketing the keys. Reaching back he grabbed his back pack managing to hitch it onto his shoulder. Getting out of the car, he shut the door behind him and then headed up to the house. Homework, then dinner, and then patrolling. It was going to be a long night.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 7:02 pm
STUI: Space Traveling Under the Influence
Damian was drunk. It was starting to become more and more often that he would come home from work and grab a beer, or two, and throw himself in front of the TV. He wouldn’t always get drunk, sometimes he’d just have a couple beers and then crawl into bed. He had a feeling Carter was catching on to his extra drinking. His roommate would give him long looks and the next morning some of his beer would be mysteriously missing.
He wasn’t worried about that now though, right now he was only thinking about the beer in his hand and where his life was going. He wanted to be a musician; it was what he had wanted since he picked up a guitar. But the musician thing was harder than he thought, his band wasn’t going anywhere. Getting gigs in Destiny City weren’t exactly easy, especially when he didn’t have a full band. He was writing songs whenever he could, but half of them were crap. The other half…eh, he just didn’t know about the whole thing anymore.
But if he wasn’t going to be a musician what would he do? Sure he had his job at Big Willie’s, but that wasn’t exactly a career. It barely paid rent and bills as is. The idea of school crossed his mind, but he wasn’t sure about that. He had hated high school, and he didn’t think going to college would be any better. He had never been good at the academics anyways. He wasn’t sure what that left him with.
He put down his beer bottle with a sigh, what was that his fifth? Maybe his sixth, he’d lost count somewhere along the line. He glanced at the empty bottles scattered over the end table and kitchen table a little guilty, but didn’t move to pick them up. Carter was out, probably with his skater dork friends. There was no one to hide the alcohol from at the moment.
Sighing he raked his fingers through his hair, he wanted to get away. Just for a little bit, but he couldn’t exactly run out of town, but…A grin tugged at his lips and he stood up pulling his henshin pen out. It didn’t take him long to transform into Super Sailor Orion and then his phone was in his hand.
Settling down on the couch he closed his eyes, listening to the universe. It was easy for him to pluck out the sound of Orion singing to him, it was a welcome sound, comforting even when he was drunk. Focusing on it he pushed send and after a moment of nothingness he appeared on Orion, just in front of the castle.
Looking up at the dilapidated building he sighed, it was a ruin of a former glory. ”Look at you, broken down, neglected. I’m sorry, I wish I could fix you up. Rebuild your walls, shine your floors.” He wasn’t even sure if you could shine stone floors, but it didn’t matter, the sentiment still held true. He sighed, crossing the moat to walk into the entrance hall.
His silver eyes took in the sight of the stuffed animal heads, he still couldn’t believe how massive they were. It was hard to imagine killing something that big. But even more impressive was the giant statue that dominated the end of the entrance hall. Staring at that statue he felt entranced. The woman was gorgeous, it didn’t hurt that she was bent forward, her stone face inviting, one arm outstretched to him, her cleavage displayed nicely by the dress she was wearing.
Orion stepped forwards studying the surprisingly detailed face of the statue. It sparked something in him like a memory that he’d forgotten somewhere along the way. Unfortunately the more he tried to grab at it the further away it got. Sighing he moved closer, curling up against one of the legs of the statue. He rested his head against the cool stone, but then an idea came to him. With a wicked smile he looked up trying to see if he could see up the statue’s dress. Unsurprisingly he couldn’t see any naughty bits and sighed. Man, he couldn’t get tail anywhere.
His head went to rest on the leg of the woman again wondering who she was. Had he known her? It was a bit much to think about and he let his eyes close for a moment. Maybe he could just rest there for a bit, but then…
”Thor! Put me down, you’ve gotten me off the ship and tied a rope around my waist. Do you really think I could get away?”
Orion looked up startled, what the hell? Standing in front of him where two phantom people, one a giant bear of a man with a wild mane of red hair with a beard to match. The other was a woman, shorter than the man, and smaller but not slight. She had blue hair, and bright green eyes, but his eyes were drawn to her smile. Even as she was yelling at the bigger man her lips were turned upwards, the smile on her lips a playful but deadly one. He could tell that this woman could handle herself, at least with someone that was a normal size. Thor definitely wasn’t normal sized.
He watched as the bigger man put her down and he saw that he really had tied a rope around her, the end of it tied around his own waist. While the sight of the large man’s body was impressive based on his size alone, being able to get a good look at the woman…Maybe it was because he was drunk, but she was hot. He squinted looking closer at her, hey, she kinda looked like the statue. Was that her? If it was he understood why he had a statue of her. His silver eyes trailed up and down her body, who was she? And why was she in his castle? At the thought of this being his castle he looked back to the large man. What was he doing there? Unless…Orion pushed himself up moving closer to the vision, the redhead, the silver eyes…was that him?! Holy crap, he was giant! He couldn’t help but feel pretty impressed with himself. He was a bad a**…a bad a** that was tied to a chick. Why was he tied to her? He got his answer soon enough.
The big man laughed pulling the woman closer, ”I always think you can get away from me, dove, it’s why I keep such a close eye on you.” Thor grinned before he leaned down catching her lips in a kiss, it wasn’t long before the bluenette slapped him, trying to wiggle away. Laughing the big man pulled away from her, the slap didn’t seem to affect him. ”Oh dove, you’ll give into me one day.”
And then the vision was fading and Orion stumbled forwards again reaching out. No, no! Where were they going? He needed to see more, he needed to find out who that woman was.
Before he knew it he was jogging through the halls of the castle, searching for the phantom couple. Where were they? He need to know. It wasn’t until a half hour later that he leaned against the wall, sliding down it. He was drunk, he was drunk and his head was pounding. He wasn’t even sure if what he had seen was real. Maybe he had just imagined it all.
Tired and drained he summoned his phone, sliding it open. Focusing on Earth he closed his eyes and pressed Send.
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