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William Woodrow

PostPosted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 8:40 am


The Panda and the Octopus
Digesting complications


Billy sat on the sand at the beach, as he had done the past few days, staring off at the distance. The waves of desire, as he liked to call them, had been coming and going. Most people in his situation would at least have a peer group of understanding individuals to share the pain. Most would have a loving councelor there to hold his hand and tell him it would be alright. And they didn't remove testicals or genetically mutilate you. He wanted off. He wanted a fix. He wanted a fight. He wanted a drink. He wanted a ********.

Hell, he wanted a lot of things, he was pretty sure he wasn't going to get any time soon.

Overall, William Woodrow was depressed.


Nita wandered down the beach barefoot, jeans rolled up to her knees, enjoying the cool, crisp feeling of sand under her feet. She stared out towards the horizon, taking in deep breaths of the fresh air. Standing still for a moment, she pulled the elastics out of her braids and ran her fingers through her long hair, letting it fall in waves down to the small of her back. She shook her head and made off skipping along the waterline, twirling, arms outstretched, every few yards.

A figure sitting off in the distance brought back her more typical reserve, and she approached the strange man slowly, not wanting to startle him.

He was so lost in his own thoughts, he didn't even hear her approach, his ears locked on the sound of the waves and the wind through the jungle behind him. His bedraggled shirt was closed and the sleeves down, for the most part hiding his deformities.

The slim girl stopped a few feet away from him, wondering if he'd mind if she just sat down near him. With a shrug, she flopped down to sit cross-legged a companionable distance away from him. Nita dug one hand into the sand, pulling out a few smooth shells. The largest was almost perfect, only missing a few tiny chips. She sat examining it for a few minutes, not minding the breeze that blew her hair into her eyes.

"It's beautiful out here, isn't it," she said softly, glancing out across the water.

At the sudden sound of another voice, Billy jumped, the moment of panic triggering the tiny instinctual octopus inside him, sending him coughing and sputtering as he tried to ink without the ability to do so, mearly nearly choking himself. He raised a malformed, suckered hand to his chest, weezing to catch his breath, "Frigh'en th'feckin' s**t o' me, y'damn harlot!"

Nita jumped too, dropping her shell. "Jeez!" she exclaimed, trying to calm her racing heart. "I didn't mean to startle you," she said, apologetically, ignoring the 'harlot' comment for the moment. Her eyebrows rose as she took in the sight of his malformed hand and.. suckers? Clearing her throat to regain her composure, she retrieved her shell and resumed her careful tactile exploration of its surface.

"Y'don' interupt a man when he's ponderin' an' full o' angst, lass!" He snapped, eyes narrowed to glare at her. The fabric of his shirt shifted strangley as the tentacles underneith resituated more comfortably.

"I said I didn't mean to startle you," Nita huffed, scooting back a couple of feet. So much for a companionable quiet! She eyed the movement of his shirt, not sure if she wanted to know what was being hidden.

"You just looked like you might need some cheering," she muttered under her breath. Not another obnoxious guy! she moaned inwardly.

He settled, resting his hands on his knees as he glared at the horizon again, grumling under his breath. "Cheerin', aye, tha's wha' I need f'sure."

Nita sighed. "I'm probably gonna regret this, but what's wrong?" She peered at Billy out of the corner of her eye and shrugged. "I'm Nita, by the way."

He gave her a sideways glance, brows furrowed, "D'ye go' a week t'listen t' me list?"

Nita resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Go for it" she said, her tone dry. "Not like I've got to get anywhere else in a hurry." She shifted her legs so she could rest her chin on her knees.

"Ye can't be serious," He snored, glancing at her up and down, "Y' don' think y'really wan' t'know. It's rather complicated."

Nita wrapped her arms around herself, not particularly comfortable with a stranger looking her up and down like that. She suppressed a shudder. "Fine, I'm not therapist anyway. I guess I was just a bit concerned for a fellow human being." Nita put a very slight emphasis on those last two words and bit her lip in thought.

He had actually been ready to tell. Ready to talk. Ready to tell her everything about Edel, about the drugs, about how pissed off he was about the whole situation from start to end. But no, just as he thought, she was just trying to be nice. She didn't really want to know. He grunted. It seemed everyone was so capable of just... sucking their situation up and bearing with it together. But no one cared for him. Not really. The mad druggy. If only they knew the rest of it, I'm sure you'd become even more popular. Even the furry Antony had her ******** buddy... James or whatever she had called him. Who did Billy have? A red head named Nita whom he had never seen befor and looked human and innocent. What the hell did she know about all this? She was probably a damn virgin too.

After a few moments of a rather uncomfortable silence, Nita turned to face Billy. She brushed her hair out of her eyes and attempted a smile. "I promise I'll listen," she said softly.

She was, in fact, trying to be nice-- and she really did want to know.

"Where d'I begin? Th'fact I'm a bloody druggy goin' through withdrawl, th'fact we're all mutatin' into bloody animals or th'fact even if I DID escape, th'moment I step foot in society again, I'll get a bullet in th'back o' me head?"

Oh boy.

"Well... as trite as it sounds, start at the beginning," Nita suggested. "You've got a name, I suppose?" She picked up her shell again and fiddled with it absently, fully focused on the strange and distressed man in front of her.

"William," He grunted, "Billy."

"Billy," she repeated. "I'll remember it."

After a moment, she continued, "I'm well aware of the 'turning into animals' bit... so... which came first, the drugs or the threat of a bullet in your head?"

Under normal circumstances, Nita might have been afraid. This Billy was a druggy, and apparently violent. But at the moment.. he just seemed depressed. And depression was something Nita knew all too well.

"Ach, one followed th'other," He motioned wearily. "Set up by a bad relationship," That was the easiest way to put it, wasn't it? "I din' e'en want t'do it! I had nothin' against th'guy! Bu' nooo she was all "Oh, ye'll do it fer me, woncha', lad?" wit' promises o' a sexual nature and suchlike! Then suddenly she's all "Y'damn madman! Y'killed me Da!!" Wha' was I supposed t'do??"

"Hmm. Really does seem like you got the short end of the stick." Of course, there was probably a lot he wasn't telling her, but if this was what he needed to say, so be it.

"Did she turn you in?" Nita asked, having a likely suspicion she knew where this was going.

He turned to gape at her, brows furrowed, "Y'seem none too put off by wha' I jes' told ye."

Nita shrugged. "You look like you could use a nonjudgmental ear. And well, I guess I'm not as easy to shock as I might seem."

After all, she'd mostly kept her calm when faced with the true nature of the Island.. and assured that she was in for the same fate.

He grunted, turning back to stare at the water, "Everyone on this damn island is mad."

"That's quite possible," Nita said equably. "At least we're all crazy together..."
She sighed and worked on rebraiding her hair.

He leaned back with a sigh, still scowling at the water, intent on watching the sun set when it came. Absently, a tentacle slid out from his shirt sleeve to rub his nose, rather than upset his balance.

The setting sun was beautiful over the water, so much clearer and more colorful than the ones at home. Braids finished, Nita leaned her chin on her knees and stared out across the ocean. She noticed the tentacle sliding out of Billy's shirt, but did her best not to jump or otherwise make a big deal out of it.

After a while, he turned to stare at her, eyes narrowed and lips pursed. Finally, he seemed to come to some sort of conclusion. "Wha' are y'takin'? I want some."

"Hm? Zoloft, for OCD and depression," she answered promptly, not fully understanding the implications of the question. "But unless you've got either of those, it wouldn't do you a lot of good." Nita shrugged; the idea that he'd meant something stronger not even occurring to her.

He turned to face her, crawling towards her with a dark expression. His eyes were narrowed, hsi brows furrowed, "Yer far too calm fer it t'jes' be feckin' Zoloft. I jes' confessed t'murder, y'dumb brat!" He snapped.

Nita crab-walked backwards a few feet, suddenly much less calm. "I assure you, that's all that's in my system, except for whatever the doctors here may have given me," she spat. She glared at Billy. Nita was anything but stupid, even if her mouth did sometimes work faster than her brain.

"And I'm not a dumb brat!"

"They killed me, tha's wha' they done! Dragged me down t'this island o' hell an 'yer jes' sighin' over th'sunset!" He snapped, obviously unsettled. "They set y'up an' they hack y'apart an' they take away EVERYTHING! Even yer damn SPECIES! So wha' are ye? An ocelot? A god damn platipus??"

"They killed you?" Nita snorted. "You look alive to me, and what was that about a bullet in your head if you went back? Seems to me, you could be a hell of a lot worse off. I'm not saying I agree with what they're doing here, all against someone's will, but what makes a human anyway?"

She took a deep breath and continued. "I've seen people here who barely even look like "normal" humans anymore, but they still speak, and read, and have friends. They adapt, they make a place for themselves. Isn't that what being "human" is about? Surviving, no matter what?"

Nita worried the shell in one hand, the other bracing herself behind her back. "And I dunno what they're making me," she admitted, her voice low. "But maybe I'll ask." She bit her lips and watched Billy carefully for any further signs of an attack.

"Look a' ye! Y'don' even give a crap! No' e'en battin' an eye!" He roared, "O'course, s'*easy* fer you, aint it? Bloody easy!" Suddenly, he grabbled at the buttons of his shirt with his mutated hands, ripping the buttons open to show her the three tentacles and stull healing tentacle nub, "Y'don' have t'dread how on earth this coul' GET WORSE!"

Nita glared. She hated when people yelled at her. "I do give a crap, why else would I have sat here and tried to talk to you? This isn't easy for any of us, and so what if I appear calm? You don't know me, you don't know how I deal with s**t, you don't know anything!" She shook her head, disgusted. "All you do is mope around and freak out at people who're just trying to be nice."

She scrambled to her feet, arms across her chest, when he pulled his shirt open. The waving tentacles fascinated her, making her a bit queasy. "Don't I?" she asked coldly. "I don't know what they've done to me, how bad it will be, what I'll have to go through. I dread it every minute, but I try not to let it consume me, because I'm better than that." A fine speech it was, if only her voice hadn't cracked horribly towards the end of it, full of fury and a healthy dose of terror.

"An y'think y'know *me*, bloody hypocrit?" He snapped befor stumbling to his own feet, snatching up any belongings of his that he might have dropped, "I hope y'turn into a tick!" He spat pointedly befor turning to storm off and away down the beach away from her.

"I didn't know you; that was the point!" Nita grumbled, suppressing tears yet again. She grabbed her shell and whirled around, intent on stomping down the beach away from Billy.

I hope y'turn into a tick!

She turned back to glare at his back. "******** you," she muttered. "******** you in the ear."

It wasn't a brilliant comeback, but it was damned satisfying.
PostPosted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 7:43 pm


Hedgehog in a bakini
Billy meets Emelin



Billy didn't know why he was so disagreeable with everyone. Or rather, he *did* know, but didn't know what to do about it. He liked arguing. He liked screaming away his frustrations. He liked bleeding it all out on other people.

He had been distant from everyone since his run in with Nita, now hiding out in the woods to take a quiet, cool soak in the lake. His clothes remained left safe and dry on the shore as he backstroked across the surface. His new limbs loved the water. The rest of him didn't care, but it did give him something to do.


Emelyn saw the figure in the lake long before he likely spied her form on the water's edge, peering out from the dark jungle. The man was unfamiliar to her- and based on the glint of tentatcles that eked out of the water as he backstroked along the surface... he had already changed. Thus, she hung back... not out of fear of surprising the man- but rather, with the cautious eye of a woman who had lived on her own, in the wilds of this Hell Island.

She had come for her bath, and so she was clad only in her bikini- a towel slung over her arm and her flint knife tucked into the side strap of her bikini bottom. Emelyn waited until the man was at a far point away from her, then came forth, dropping her towel at the lake's edge and revealing herself.

"Hello!" she called out, "I didn't mean to disturb you. I figured no one else was here." She waited for his response- and wondered if she'd soon find the need to curtail it back into the woods.

Billy straightened, flinching in the water befor giving a groan. He failed at staying alone, didn't he? "Wha' th'hell d'ye want?" He called back to the shore where a bakini clad woman stood. He didn't recognize her voice, but at this distance, he couldn't see her very well.

She took affront at the brusque voice, but at least it didn't sound like a violent outburst. Emelyn put her hands to her hips and steeled her eyes against the distant figure.

"Nothing from you," she said simply. "Just the use of the water."

"It aint mine. Do wha' y'like," He grunted, swimming closer to get a better look. What previously looked like an overmoussed hairstyle, came into focus to reviel... quills? "So ye've started changin' too, eh?"

"Twice, actually. ...Hedgehog," Emelyn said, glad to hear that his words had somewhat calmed. She stepped into the water, submerging herself, and swimming a wide circle around the man.

"And I see you have as well. ...Octopus?" She ventured.

"Tha's me theory," He grumbled, watching her unashamed, despite his nudity under the water. "An' wha's yer opinion on th'whole matter, then?"

"Whole opinion on the matter?" Em asked, finding that she was a little more than amused about this forthright- quite naked man, she saw once she was nearer him- if anything, she found her interest somewhat piqued. "Besides it being a damn outrage, you mean?"

"An' bloody fecked up?" He snarled, making sure his.... removed part was out of sight to avoid embarassment.

Emelyn huffed a single laugh, ducking her head underwater for a moment to wetten down her proto-spines. When she returned to the surface, she wiped the water from her eyes and tread.

"...England?" She asked, based off his accent.

"Partly," He answered, "Among other places. You?" He wasn't quite sure what to make of this woman. at least she wasn't telling him everything was going to be fine.

"Everywhere you can imagine," Emelyn said, then swam towards the middle of the small lake with a hearty backstroke. She didn't know what she- or they- were doing... whether they were actually conversing, or being coquettish- or even if they were being curt with each other for darker reasons. But whatever it was, somehow it suited the situation. ...She didn't even know his name.

His mind seemed to be along the same lines, "So are ye one o' them what don' care wha's happenin' to them? I don't dig furry chicks."

She didn't stop to look at him, just continued her stroke- now, at a more leisurely pace, to match her words.

"And I don't dig aquatic men." There was a pause as she put her hand down to her side- checking to see if her knife had fallen from her bikini. ...It hadn't.

"...No," she said, after the interim, "I care. I've even stopped accepting Moreau's ...blood charity. I've not lived in the village, or taken anything from him since Christmas."

"So where d'ye live, then?" He watched her carefully, tredding water uneasily.

"I tend not to tell strange men where I live... before I even know their name," she said- the inflection of her voice not clear... even to herself, "but suffice it to say, somewhere up on the mountain."

"So wha', ye burrow a wee hole an' sit inside when it rains?" He raised an eyebrow, wetting his hair befor turning to swim back towards the shore. "An' I don' give me name ou' easily."

"Notice," she said, in between strokes, "I haven't asked for it. And yeah, something like that. The mountain is riddled with caves. They do well enough for me. ...Better than living in Moreau's hypocritical little 'civilization' that he's already made very clear that he can take away at his whim." She noted that he was swimming towards the shore... and wondered if their bizarre 'conversation' was drawing to an end.

"Well, While yer ou' campin', I'm usin' an indoor shower," He grunted, "Have fun wit' tha'." She was living out in the wild? Out in the mountains? In a cave? Why? Just to take a stand against the mad scientists? Yeah, much good that was doing her, it seemed.

But soemthing in the back of his mind wondered how bad an idea it really was.


"Hmn," was all she said- a noncommital sound that would have been accompanied with a shrug of her shoulders, were she not implementing them in her strokes. "I feel less like a dog on a leash... when I don't take food from the man who's holding the other end."

William Woodrow


William Woodrow

PostPosted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 10:41 pm


Looking for seeds
Visiting Antony and on a mission


Billy had been thinking. After a long while of this, he had made up his mind. This train of thought had lead him to Antony's duplex, where he knocked pointedly. He hadn't seen her in a while- it would be refreshing to see a face of someone he only disliked, rather than thouroughly hated.

Antony heard the knock and paused what she was doing, which was a whole lot of nothing, and got up cautiously to go see who was at the door. Upon seeing Billy, she frowned deeply, "What do you want?"

"Wha', I aint allowed t'come say hallo?" He snorted, knocking again playfully, "I jes' needed a wee favor!"

She sighed, glaring through the peep hole for a bit before moving to unlock the door and open it a crack. "What favor?" Since the door was only cracked an inch or so, he could only see a sliver of her face, but that bit included her furry face and albino eyes.

Luckily for her, he had turned his back to the door to idly watch down the path towards the other duplexes. "I jes' want some seeds. Maybe steal a smoke. Bu' I go' a proposition fer ye."

"Whatever, fine," she grunted, opening the door the rest of the way so he could come in, somewhat hidden behind it as she waited till he was inside till she shut the door. "Seeds for what?" The idea of him as a gardener almost made her giggle.

"I've decided t'star' growin'-" He stopped as he turned, eyes widening at the sight of her, "Jay-sus Mary an' Joseph!"

Antony glared at him, tails swishing behind her as a low growl escaped her throat, "My knee still works wonders." It was an indirect threat, as she really didn't want to deal with this s**t. Yes, she was ugly now and she didn't want to be reminded of it everytime she saw someone.

"When di' this happen??" He couldn't help his voice's high nervious pitch, but promptly cleared it. She was... she had... her... everything! Her face! Her... "Bloody hell, lass."

"A week or so ago," she muttered, narrowing her eyes as his voice changed pitch, but relaxing somewhat when he decided not to be an a*****e to her. "Yeah. I've seen it."

"Well! Ach... er... a' least y'don'... go' tentacles..." He managed weakly. Lame, yes, but what else could be said? She was a giant, white... multitailed... squirrel.

She narrowed her eyes at him but appreciated his attempt not to freak out and make her feel bad. "What's your proposal?"

My god her face! Billy indeed managed to keep himself under control, "I was thinkin' o' startin' a garden... " He cleared his throat once more, glancing around the room to see if she'd changed any decorations since he'd been there last, "An seein' as how y'go' a half a year's supply on ye, I figured y'coul spare some seeds if'n y'know wha' I mean."

Antony raised an eyebrow, "Why grow pot when you can just call the intercom and get it already grown and dried?" Really, a vegetable or flower garden she could understand, but pot?

"It gives me somethin' t'do! An' then we don' gotta' wait fer it!" He snapped, "Do y'really want t'rely on them? I was talkin' t'this one gel what's been livin' ou' in th'woods t'day." He rubbed his nose, shaking his head.

"Well wouldn't you have to wait for it to grow?" She pointed out, absently heading into her room to put on a tank top and jeans. "I got it next day so..."

"An' what exactly do YOU do around here? I don' surf, an' I'm bloody tired o' takin' walks. I decided I want t'grow pot. Why ******** are y'arguin'?" He turned to glare at her, wondering just what her problem was.

"I go visit people, draw, have sex... Wait, used to, now I'm to ugly apparently," she sighed from within her bedroom, messing up her hair so it spiked up more randomly. "Whatever, grow pot."

"It's jes' somethin' I wanted t'do! An'... I don' need all me bloody FINGERS t'do. Are y'gonna donate some seeds, then?" he grumbled, frowning and stopping himself from agreeing on the "Ugly" comment. Hell, he was sure he'd probably end up a lot uglier than that- but she did have a good head start on him.

"Fine fine, then I can get back to being a recluse when you leave," she sighed, giving in and digging through her stash, pulling out a handful of seeds before heading back to where he was and offering them to him.

He sighed, "I know y'hate me- e'ery else seems to, even them what haven't met me." He was convinced it wasn't his fault at all, mearly the fact that everyone else just didn't understand him. Afterall- He was a man- what man didn't like picking fights to blow off steam? It was part of... human instinct. "There's a to-do goin' on a' th'beach. I'm hopin' t'get drunk. Why don' ye come along? A drink coul' do ye good." He knew HE'D want a drink if he woke up a giant squirrel.

to be continued...
PostPosted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 10:45 pm


"I've never..."
At the Beach Party



Fiona Brooks: Fiona sent a glance at Avery. "Seriously? Nice." She said with a smirk. "Whose turn is it now?"
William Woodrow: "Ach, I think it'd be me then," William sat back, thinking idly, "I've ne'er had a shag on th'island here." That was a good one. Might prove to be interesting.
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose opened and closed his mouth. "And we're off to a great start." And took a big swig of his drink.
Nita MacNeal: Nita glanced around... and didn't take a drink.
Fiona Brooks: Fiona didn't touch her drink, but watched everyone else curiously.
Antoinette Devereux: Antony simply rolled her eyes and took a drink of her beer, taking a mental note of who drank and who didn't.
Angelina Swanson: Angelina giggled and scooted closer to Ambrose. "Yeah, right." She took a sig from the Smirnoff Ice she was nursing.
Rex Vadnais: Rex laughed a bit, his beer sitting in front of his. "No shag...
Zachary Bloodstone: Zach glanced down into his drink, which remained untouched.
Avery Calder: Avery flushed just a little again, and he took another gulp of his drink.
Lauren Granger: Lauren glanced over at all the people drinking, really wishing she could take a swig.
William Woodrow: Billy snickered, elbowing the person next to him "Don' think th'dragon's e'er been shagged t'begin wit."
Rex Vadnais: Rex chuckled at Avery, drinking when everyone else hadn't. He stood out like a sore thumb. "This is interesting..."
Angelina Swanson: "Not lack of desire, apparently. Zach was Mr. Popular at Truth or Dare the other night."
Fiona Brooks: Her eyes flickered over to Avery and she wiggled her eyebrows at him. Somebody has been a busy little bee.
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose lifted an eyebrow at Zach. "reeeally?" He smirked, but said nothing further.
William Woodrow: "There was Truth or dare? An I missed it?" Billy tossed his hands up in mock disappointment.
Ambrose Maurlias: "I'm certain that there will be followup opportunities, William." Ambrose commented. "And I know how silly it is, but honestly it's a well-needed break sometimes from the seriousness inherant here."
Rex Vadnais: "Alrighty, whose next... How about you Lauren?" He messed with the dewed beer around his bottle innocently...
Antoinette Devereux: "Yep, missed me make out with Kaveri," she grunted, adding a sneer to the girl's name.
Angelina Swanson: Angelina murmured something abuot "does not play well with others" in response to Billy.
William Woodrow: Billy's eyebrows raised as he poured himself another shot of rum for the fun of it, "Well, feck me!"*
Antoinette Devereux: "No."
Lauren Granger: "Well, s**t..." Lauren went through her mind at what she had not done, "Never have I ever done drugs on the island... well drugs that are illeagal in the US." She watched others for reactions, refraining from drinking herself.
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose smiled, not touching his glass at this one.
Rex Vadnais: Rex's beer sat boredly in front of him...
Angelina Swanson: Angelina shrugged, watching the others while not taking a drink herself.
Zachary Bloodstone: Again, Zach had no reason to drink. He glanced idly at Antony, hoping that she wouldn't need dragging back to her duplex a second time.
Fiona Brooks: Again, Fiona was forced to leave her cooler alone. Oh bother.
Antoinette Devereux: Another swig was swallowed as she attempted to straighten her legs without anyone looking at them.
Avery Calder: Finally, Avery didn't have to drink this time, but he was pretty sure he could guess who would as he glanced around.
William Woodrow: Billy's expression darkened for a long while befor he forwent the shot glass and drank from the bottle.
Antoinette Devereux: "Nothing hard," she added moments later.
Lauren Granger: Lauren was secretly trying to avoid drinking, but didn't want to be cope out in front of Fee. She shot her an evil glare for no good reason from her seat across the fire.
Nita MacNeal: "Only prescriptions," Nita quipped, NOT looking at Billy.
Avery Calder: "... so, those injections don't count as having done illegal drugs, do they?" Avery raised an eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure those are illegal."
William Woodrow: William didn't seem to be liking this game anymore, fidgeting anxiously as he caught his breath from his swig.
Angelina Swanson: "Well, I don't think anyone really willingly participated."
Fiona Brooks: Fiona sent a wicked glare right back at the creepy horned girl, but couldn't help but grin at Avery. "You have a point."
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose chuckled and nodded to Avery. "Good point!"
Lauren Granger: Lauren shook her head, "Technicality..." She couldn't disagree though and took a shot from her glass.
Antoinette Devereux: Antony eyed Billy and gave him a 'behave for ******** sake' look.
Ambrose Maurlias: "Dragonboy!" Ambrose barked, picking up on the monicker and eager to retaliate from people calling him wolfman all the time. "Your turn, you're next in the circle!"
William Woodrow: Billy's eyebrow raised as he glanced over at the yellow-furred girl, wondering if she had in her possession anything... interesting.
Rex Vadnais: Rex averted his eyes from Zach, he still felt the need to appologize, but this wasn't the time or the place...
Avery Calder: "Hmm, well, I'll just drink anyway in that case," Avery grinned, taking a sip as well.
Fiona Brooks: Still she refused to touch her drink in what little act of defiance she could conjure. Maybe if she pretended hard enough that she hadn't been injected, it would go away.
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose gave in and took a small lap from his drink. "Fine, if we're counting that."
Fiona Brooks: Fiona sighed and rested her drink on her knee. "Guess I'll go, then. I've never... uhm... kissed someone in the rain."
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose smiled and took another drink, thinking back.
Lauren Granger: Lauren took a shot, yet again her fast mongoose metabolism already starting to feel a buzz.
Angelina Swanson: Angelina giggled and took a sip from her bottle, nudging Ambrose. "Our first kiss."
Rex Vadnais: Rex finally popped off his beer cap and took a swig, "That's a shame..." He sighed, recalling the memory with Julie at a garden in China Town...
Nita MacNeal: "Aw, that's sweet," Nita said to Angelina, leaving her drink untouched.
Antoinette Devereux: Antony took a quiet swig, glad she had chosen beer and not her usual vodka.
Avery Calder: Avery had to think about that for a moment, but he couldn't remember having kissed anyone in the rain before, so he didn't take a drink.
Zachary Bloodstone: Zach avoided his drink once more. The one real relationship he did have spent little time being experienced in the rain.
William Woodrow: Again, Billy took a swig from his bottle of rum, his expression growing darker with the night, and his gentle wobble progressed. He didn't know half the people here. They didn't know him. What did it matter? Just a game.
Lauren Granger: "Yeah, very sweet." Happy memories floated in Lauren's head as she sighed, remembering her times with Fire. Although the kiss was more out of lack of building then romance, it was still nice.
Fiona Brooks: "Alright, whose turn is it? What about you, Zach?" Fiona touched her drink hopefully.
Zachary Bloodstone: Zach looked up. Well, on the plus side, he figured he wouldn't get particularly drunk tonight. "Oh, uh, alright. I've never..." His eyes locked momentarily on Rex, before sweeping the rest of the people.
Zachary Bloodstone: A stupid idea came into his head. "I've never grown fur."
Angelina Swanson: Angelina shrugged and took a drink, patting Ambrose on the knee sympathetically
Antoinette Devereux: Antony narrowed her eyes dangerously at Zach, red eyes accentuating her glare in the firelight.
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose glared at Zach wryly. "Touche." And took a big drink, as it appeared he was the MOST changed there.
Rex Vadnais: "Harsh..." Rex chuckled, swigging his drink and scratching his chest with pride.
Fiona Brooks: "Dammit, I'm going to be completely sober by the end of this game, aren't I?"
Avery Calder: Avery couldn't hold back a small bark of laughter at that, and he took a gulp of his drink. "Oh well... can't deny it, I guess."
Antoinette Devereux: Either way, she took a swig and plotted for her turn.
Nita MacNeal: "Seems I will be, too, Fee," Nita grinned, elbowing Fiona.
Zachary Bloodstone: He looked over at Fiona. "You and me both."
William Woodrow: "Rather furr than tentacles, aye?" Billy grunted, glaring at his half empty bottle.
Lauren Granger: Lauren took half of her shot in, feeling more buzzed, "******** Yeah I'm growing fur!" She said throwing the glass into the fire as she laughed.
Ambrose Maurlias: "Perhaps not." Ambrose grinned at Fiona. Ambrose looked a bit started at Lauren's gusto.
Fiona Brooks: The girl shot an icy glare at Lauren, her upper lip twitching in indication of the snarl that wanted to appear on her face. Must keep control, for the sake of the party. No matter how annoying she was.
Rex Vadnais: Rex sat contently, his beer sitting inside him awkwardly. He wasn't too big of a drinker... "You next, Avery!" Rex said, punching the man's shoulder next to him.
Antoinette Devereux: A glare was also sent toward Lauren, but otherwise, Antony stayed quiet.
William Woodrow: Between turns, Billy took a sip just in case. Drink and be merry. Right. Don't think about the deformities hiding in his shirt and the freak show company surrounding him. Just a big party. Right.
Lauren Granger: Lauren smiled wryly towards Fee noticing her icy glare, and too happy with herself to notice Antony's.
Avery Calder: Avery was startled when Lauren yelled out, and then almost fell over sideways when Rex punched him in the shoulder. "Ouch," he laughed. "Careful, man. Okay, so, ummm... I've never gone skinny dipping."
Zachary Bloodstone: Zach was a bit disturbed by Lauren's giddiness, but said nothing. At this rate, his drink was going to evaporate before he had so much as a drop of it.
Fiona Brooks: "Finally!" Fiona shouted, making quite the production of her gulp of cooler.
Angelina Swanson: Angelina took another drink with a smile.
Lauren Granger: Lauren was a little puzzled at that one, "Does taking a bath in the river count?"
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose sighed, taking yet ANOTHER drink. "Is this 'get Ambrose drunk' night?"
Rex Vadnais: "Oops, sorry man..." he laughed, Rex had certainly done that a few times too many. He sipped his beer down and turned back to the boy next to him. "I find it hard to believe that you've never gone skinny dipping..."
William Woodrow: "Ach, tha' aint me," Billy shouted almost with too much enthusiasm befor working on his bottle again.
Avery Calder: "Oh, wait, s**t, I've done that too," Avery laughed a bit, remembering and grinning sheepishly before he took a drink too. "Whoops?"
Nita MacNeal: "Nope, not unless swimming in your undewear counts..."
Antoinette Devereux: Antony, once again, took a long swig of her beer and motioned for someone to hand her a new one. She'd be needing it by the looks of it.
Rex Vadnais: Rex smiled, "You just wanted another drink, didn't chu'Avery..."
William Woodrow: "It certainly don't!" Billy snapped at Nita with a glare. "Don' be borin'."
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose paused, sloshing his drink around as he considered. Finally, eying Fiona with a smirk. "Since you complained. I've never flashed anyone!"
Nita MacNeal: Nita pointedly ignored Billy.
Rex Vadnais: Rex grabbed one more beer out of the cooler and tossed it to the squirrel. His own beer remained untouched for this round though. "I've only flashed on accident!"
Fiona Brooks: The girl let out a laugh, happy to see that somebody was on her side, and had herself another swig.
Angelina Swanson: Angelina took a quick sip, then looked innocent.
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose paused, then eyed her curiously. "Was that someone not me?"
William Woodrow: It seemed Nita wasn't the only one ignoring Billy, and with just over a quarter of a bottle of rum left, perhaps it was for the best.
Lauren Granger: Lauren decided that bathing in the river did not count since she was unanswered. She could not remember flashing anyone and refrained from another drink.
Antoinette Devereux: The squirrel woman finished her drink and glared at whoever was next to the cooler. "Another beer."
Zachary Bloodstone: Zach loosely traced a finger around the rim of his still-full drink.
Angelina Swanson: Angelina shrugged and batted her eyelashes.
Ambrose Maurlias: He mock-scowled and prodded her. "Well, go on then, you're turn."
Antoinette Devereux: Antony caught the new drink and finished off the old one, "Thanks."
Nita MacNeal: Nita sipped idly at her drink-- she was thirsty. x_x
Angelina Swanson: Angelina gave an impish look. "I've never been injected multiple times and not changed!"
Ambrose Maurlias: He huffed again. "Something tells me that I'm going to be hit a lot tonight with my changes." He took another pull.
Nita MacNeal: Nita blinked at Angelina.. as far as she knew, she'd only been injected that one time.
Fiona Brooks: Fiona let her drink be, happy about the fact for once.
Antoinette Devereux: She sneered at Angelina, but took a drink anyways, "Cheap shot."
Rex Vadnais: Rex drunk once again, drumming his clawed fingers along the bar-top as his tail flipped around outside his sagging borardshorts...
Zachary Bloodstone: With a frown, Zach finally took a drink. What a reason...
Ambrose Maurlias: "NOW you will get to drink, Zach." Ambrose chuckled.
William Woodrow: Under his shirt, Billy's tentacles wrythed, dipping into sight for a moment befor dissappearing again, "Oh, aint ye jes' one feckin' lucky b***h?" He snapped, face contorted with drunken bitterment.
Avery Calder: Avery couldn't remember being injected at all, let alone how many times, but he figured it must have been at least once, so he took another sip of his drink.
Lauren Granger: Lauren took yet another drink. Sitting down everything felt fine, and good too. The whole world felt really good. "YES! Done that too!!" She knew she would get dirty looks again, if not more later but she didn't give a ******** Swanson: Angelina have a sarcastic smile to Billy. "Aren't I? They don't know why it doesn't work on me."
Antoinette Devereux: Rolling her eyes, Antony fished in her pocked for her smokes and took two out, offering Billy one. Maybe then he'd calm down.
Rex Vadnais: It had been quite some time, and Rex hadn't done anything to contribute much to the game. "I've never... had a one night stand..." He winked and set his drink down along the bar.
William Woodrow: one Billy waited for Antony to light it for him befor he stood, trying to keep himself calm as well as he glanced away from the fire. Just a game. Just a stupid game.
Antoinette Devereux: After lighting her own smoke, Antony pulled the cig from her lips and took a gulp.
William Woodrow: When he heard Rex's input, he laughed sharply, "D'ye mean makin' one o' at th'receivin' end o' one, lad?"*
Zachary Bloodstone: "Heh..." he smirked back to Ambrose, ignoring his drink again.
Fiona Brooks: "Not me," Fiona murmured, although she noted with some interest the people who did take drinks.
Angelina Swanson: Angelina heaved a sigh and took a drink from her bottle. looking apologetically to Ambrose.
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose smiled proudly, leaving his glass alone.
Rex Vadnais: "Either end, Billy." Though by the looks of you, I think we all know the answer...
William Woodrow: Billy waited for the clarification from Rex with a smirk.
Avery Calder: Avery didn't take a drink, leaning back on his hands on the blanket and watching everyone else's responces.
Lauren Granger: Lauren looked at her next drink, watching other drink as it stayed put. She was a lot of things, but not a slut at least.
William Woodrow: At Rex's remark, Billy took a staggering step backward, glaring down at him, "An' wha'd'y'mean by tha', eh?"
Nita MacNeal: Nita shrugged. Not done that, either...
Antoinette Devereux: She looked around, noticing it was her turn and sighed, debating on who she wanted to make drink. "I've never had an erection." Fie on men tonight.
Fiona Brooks: Again, Fiona's drink was to suffer lonliness.
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose snorted. "Not fair!" And took another drink. He was satring to feel rather tipsy. Even with small sips
Angelina Swanson: Angelina raised a finger. "Guessing you mean penile erections. Technically, you know..." she trailed off suggestively.
Joliette Rigiel has entered the room.
Zachary Bloodstone: Zach took a quick drink, saying nothing and refusing to looking above the rim.
Avery Calder: "Well, I guess I don't even need to think about that one," Avery chuckled, taking another gulp from his drink and finishing it off. "Hey, someone pass me another drink..?"
Antoinette Devereux: "Yes Angelina, a normal erection that includes a c**k."
Lauren Granger: Lauren laughed at loud as all the men taking drinks. She wondered if she would take a drink, what everyone else would think. She pretended to lift her glass up, eyeing Nita as she did so, giving her a wink. But then dropped it.
Rex Vadnais: "Darn you Antony!" he drank...
Lauren Granger: before it reached her lips
Fiona Brooks: Fiona rolled her eyes at Lauren's bluff- attention whore.
William Woodrow: "Bloody hell, where'd th'whole bottle get to?" Billy glared at his nearly empty bottle of rum, wobbling as he dropped to sit beside the squirrel girl once more, face flushed with drink.
Rex Vadnais: Rex laughed out loud at Lauren, he knew she was a lesbian, but that caught him off guard
Nita MacNeal: Nita blinked at Lauren. A wink? 0_o
Antoinette Devereux: Antony simply grinned at Rex, "Hey, I've already gone through a bottle."
William Woodrow: "Ach, so have I!" Although it wasn't beer.
Antoinette Devereux: "Yeah, and since the last time you were this drunk Nubby happened... Maybe we should switch you to water."
Avery Calder: "Me too, although I started on it earlier," he said. "Speaking of which, I need another," Avery stood up, grabbing himself another bottle, and sitting back down again.
William Woodrow: "Wha'? Tha's'posed t'be a feckin' joke? Give th'octopus some water? Eh, squiddy? Give me a bloody beer."
Joliette Rigiel: Joliette walked along the water's edge staring at the sand, she didn't even notice the group till she was almost on them. When she looked up she blinked in surprise and half wished to disappear "Uh hi..."
Fiona Brooks: "Hey!" Fiona said, waving. "Come join the party!"
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose rolled his eyes at William. "I think you're a bit quick to take an insult, William." The wolfman glanced up to see a woman he hadn't seen since the lockout.
Antoinette Devereux: Sighing softly, she absently nudged where his broken tentacle would be, glaring up at Joli suddenly.
Ambrose Maurlias: "So it would be your turn, William."
Lauren Granger: Lauren waved wildly at Joli, "JOOLLIII!!!" She leaped up giving the girl a hug. It hit her suddenly, "I need something less... yeah.." She went over to grab some beer.
Rex Vadnais: Rex waved to Joli, looking scalier than usual. Then turned back to the circle, "Full loop already? That was quick..."
Zachary Bloodstone: Zach was surprised to see Joliette around, but waved to her. At least there were a few people on the island he wasn't a little cross with, or vice versa. "Hey, Joliette!"
William Woodrow: Thankfully, the tentacle had healed and regenerated slightly, saving him from pain, "Is it now?" He glared at the wolf man. "My turn fer' wha'?" it took him a few seconds befor it came back to him.
William Woodrow: "Ah! Th'game! Aye. Well... I ne'er... I ne'er got t'eat any damn American apple pie while I was there! Or all them fancy flavors o' ice cream!"
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose looked surprised. And tipsy. "You've never had apple pie?" He took a swig.
Joliette Rigiel: Joliette went a lil wideeyed to be enveloped in a overenthusistic hug, looked around and then trudged over and sat with Zach "Uh thanks" she pulled the warm shirt she wore more around her
Angelina Swanson: "Oh bother," she sighed and took a drink. Thankfully her beverage of choice was a light one.
Nita MacNeal: Nita was finally able to take a drink.
Lauren Granger: Laren wobbled a bit to her seat, "Mmmm... apple pie." She was starting to get hungry as she took a small drink. "I want some apple pie! You think there will be some tomorrow?" She looked at the person next to her hopefully.
Rex Vadnais: Rex drank, not ever having much of a chance to leave the U.S. for anything besides that fateful cruise. Now it seemed as though the many countries and continents of the worlds were completely fictional or irrelevant. He drank again.
Fiona Brooks: Fiona left her drink alone, but stood up. "Well, since there are lots of people here to keep you all busy, I'm going to run off and try and get some music. I'll be back eventually, but don't stop having fun!"
Joliette Rigiel: Joliette looked at Zach and whispered "Uh what are we doing?"
Zachary Bloodstone: Zach took a sip, not wanting to end up as drunk as several of the group were headed toward becoming. The alcohol was just barely starting to kick in with the little he'd had.
Ambrose Maurlias: "Goodnight, Fiona!" Ambrose waved with a smile.
Rex Vadnais: "Sure thing, Fiona! Get some good songs, will yeh?"
Antoinette Devereux: Antony drinked, staying rather quiet.
Fiona Brooks: "Only the best," she said with a wink, and then turned to scurry towards the village.
Avery Calder: Avery shrugged, opening his new drink and taking a sip. He was definately starting to feel the buzz from the alcohol.
Avery Calder: Absently, he recalled the last time he got drunk, at the beach bar with Zach... and he glanced over at him, hoping he wouldn't drink much more.
Lauren Granger: Lauren stood up, waving her bottle in the air, "Never have I ever... finished high school." She looked rather sad about this, puzzled for a second. Maybe she shouldn't have announced that.
Fiona Brooks has left the room.
Angelina Swanson: Angelina gave a slight frown and sipped.
William Woodrow: Funnily enough, Billy didn't take a drink, and not because of his empty rum bottle.
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose sighed, taking ANOTHER swig with a belated giggle.
Rex Vadnais: Rex finished off his first beer with the last one from Lauren, recalling her sad history that day they went swimming. He set the other one behind him and grabbed a new beer from the cooler.
Avery Calder: Again, Avery took another sip, thinking about how he wished he'd gone to collage.
Zachary Bloodstone: "'I Never.' Just drink if you've done what's said. Speaking of which..." Sticking his own drink into the sand, he went to get a beer for Joliette.
Zachary Bloodstone: His tail briefly knocked against Avery as he made for the drink cooler, and he stepped away from the blonde quickly, almost guiltily.
Avery Calder: Avery flinched at the contact, startled, and he scooted closer to Rex without even thinking about it, eyeing Zach cautiously.
Nita MacNeal: Nita sipped at her drink. She'd definitely finished high school, even if her senior year had been horrible.
Joliette Rigiel: "if I've never" she blinked and her tongue flickered, she fidgetted with her skirt and tried to get comfortable while watching
Rex Vadnais: Rex's body next to Avery's seemed huge, he looked at Avery who was watching Zach. Oh... Zach... He rubbed Avery's shoulder protectively and turned back to the game.
Rex Vadnais: "Who next?"
Zachary Bloodstone: He passed the drink to Joliette and sat down in front of his own. Zach took another sip, starting to feel a little warm. His brain chose to ignore it.
Antoinette Devereux: She took a drank at Lauren's 'I never.'
Joliette Rigiel: Joliette took the drink trying to remember the last time she'd had alcohol, perhaps it'd be a way to relax today and get what she felt were problems off her mind "So uh what do I do?" she asked zach again
Angelina Swanson: "I think its back to Zachy-boy."
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose chuckled, far too readily at the nickname.
Lauren Granger: Lauren shuffled her way over to Nita, she had the sudden inclination to tell the truth, kneeling down next to the girl, "Um... I'm not really a lab tech." She rubbed her hands through her hair, "Or... Moreau's daughter."
Zachary Bloodstone: His tail curled behind him a little in response to the name. "I, uh... I never... had more than one relationship."
Lauren Granger: She looked up at her, as if this apology was the most profond thing ever.
Lauren Granger: Lauren
Antoinette Devereux: Surprisingly, Antony didn't drink either.
Ambrose Maurlias: "Define relationship" Ambrose held up a finger.
Ambrose Maurlias: "Dating count? Or like... relationship relationship?"
Antoinette Devereux: "Actually refering to one as your boyfriend slash girlfriend."
William Woodrow: Billy tried to drain his bottle befor he caught sight of Joli. Somehow, through the scales and recent changes, Billy recognized the once human underneith, "YOU!"
Zachary Bloodstone: He shrugged. "Going by my definition? Just dating."
Zachary Bloodstone: He looked over at Joliette. "Um, if you have had more than one relationship, take a drink."
Ambrose Maurlias: "Gotcha." Ambrose grinned and left his drink alone.
Rex Vadnais: Rex sat there with the new beer in front of him, unopened. Only Julie...
Nita MacNeal: Nita turned to Lauren, hiding a smile. It seemed the girl was a bit drunk. "I know," she said simply. "It's okay though."
Ambrose Maurlias: "Er...." He hesitated, and then picked it up again, dithering. Finally, he took a small sip.
Lauren Granger: Lauren's ear then perked up, she supposed both Skull and Fire COULD be counted as a relationship. She took a swig. "Ah... missed by one."
Avery Calder: Avery took a sip of his drink, grinning.
Joliette Rigiel: "Oh ok..." she'd not.. And she nearly jumped out of her scales at the sudden proclaimation from Billy
William Woodrow: Billy suddenly crawled across the sand towards the lizard girl, taking a hold of her shirt in a tight fist, "Y'go' somethin' o' mine! I been lookin' an' tha's wha' pyroth said an' I want it back!" He hissed quietly in her ear.
Antoinette Devereux: Antony took a long drag of her smoke and immediately grabbed the back of Billy's shirt, yanking him forcefully back.
Lauren Granger: Lauren shook her head, "NO! It's NOT okay. I'm a ******** lier, but but but I can't stop." She looked at Nita sadly, leaning onto her a bit.
Nita MacNeal: Nita sighed and grabbed Lauren's hand, trying to calm her down.
William Woodrow: Billy pulled back again desperatly, though, "Please! Please, Love, I'll make i' up t'ye! I'm in number t'irty t'ree, love!"
Joliette Rigiel: Joliette leaned back and used a clawed hand to push his chest, "No idea what you mean"
Nita MacNeal: "Well then, I forgive you for lying to me." The girl seemed really distraught... even if it was prompted by the alcohol she'd consumed.
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose shifted uncomfortably in his seat, eying William hesitantly, remembering what he learned in the Truth or Dare session about the man.
Rex Vadnais: Rex Helped Antony, bringing Billy back from his pleading forcefully.
Angelina Swanson: Angelina took a sip silently, watching the goings-ons.
Antoinette Devereux: As much as she'd like to see Godzilla get beaten, she dragged him back, leaning into his ear, "Behave or Aubrey may take the other one."
William Woodrow: "Y'feckin' b***h," Billy snarled, trying to struggle free, "Y'took it! I know y'did, Gel'! I know y'did!"
Zachary Bloodstone: Zach put his drink down to free his hand just in case. Through the slight new haze of the alcohol, he had difficulty trying to understand Billy's actions but wasn't prepared to give him the benefit of the doubt. He didn't want to see the komodo-girl throttled.
Lauren Granger: Lauren was distracted by what was happening, looking at the fight blankly. She then turned noticing her hand was in Nita's. "You're really nice." She purred a bit holding onto her hand. The mongoose loved to cuddle. And the drunk mongoose knew no social boundries
Avery Calder: Avery felt suddenly uncomfortable, things seemed to be getting a bit out of hand with some people, and he was sure he didn't want to be around Zach when he got drunk, either, if he did. "Er, I think I'm gonna head back for a while, see if I can maybe find Tim... I'll come back later," he said, but in truth he wasn't sure if he would come back. He stood up, taking a moment to make sure he wouldn't fall right right over, and then waved before he went back to the duplexes.
Nita MacNeal: "I try," Nita said quietly, glaring at Billy. What was he yelling about this time?
Ambrose Maurlias: "Later, Avery" Ambrose waved widely
Joliette Rigiel: Joliette fought to control herself and backed away from Billy
Lauren Granger: "Bye Playboy!" Lauren waved at Avery.
Antoinette Devereux: She glanced up at Rex before sighing at Billy, "******** aye... I'll bloody check it out, I think it's time for sleep..."
Rex Vadnais: Rex waved goodbye to Avery and hoped that the game would get back on track. Who knew what happened when a bunch of animal people got drunk...
William Woodrow: "Thirty three, jes' drop i' off, I won' tell anyone!" Billy was still pleading, not caring who heard at this point, "I'll e'en take ba' wha' I said abou' ye!"
Rex Vadnais: "You too? Okay then, good night, Antony!" He smiled and waved, happy that she was able to be coaxed outside with her new change. He knew she felt insecure about it...
Antoinette Devereux: As an afterthought, she stood up, pulling Billy with her before pushing him towards the duplexes. "Go Billy."
Joliette Rigiel: She stared at him and blinked trying to think what on earth he was talking about
Antoinette Devereux: "No not me Rex, and Joli... You have his stash."
Avery Calder has left the room.
William Woodrow: "I aint feckin' tired!" He snapped back, but ultimatly was bullied back towards his duplex, groaning and mumbling as he made his way bleerily.
Joliette Rigiel: Stash... then it clicked "That was yours?? it was under a bush..." she'd have to talk about it to David later
Rex Vadnais: "oh, I see... well never mind!" He smiled and watched Billy stumble away to the duplexes... he could be really creepy sometimes..
Antoinette Devereux: Antony rolled her eyes and sat back down, watching him leave before looking over to Joli, "Flush it down the toilet. Period."
Joliette Rigiel: "Uh it's in the back of it..." she said after he was gone... "Uhm so uh what were we doing here?"
Angelina Swanson: Angelina leaned towards Ambrose, "should we go?"
Ambrose Maurlias: Ambrose gave a look of distaste at the mention. "hard drugs?" He shook his head, fur ruffling. "That's the last thing we need people like him on. There are enough problems with islanders going batshit crazy." Ambrose looked to Angelina with a shrug. The game seemed to be dying...
Lauren Granger: Lauren watched, "Too much! NO BAD!" She pointed a finger at Billy as he left, "Calm down!" Then proceeded to cling onto Nita, not really knowing what she was doing at this point.
Antoinette Devereux: "I think it's Zachypoo's turn."

William Woodrow


William Woodrow

PostPosted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 6:20 am


Reserved on account of reserving too many


coming soon- Billy's garden
PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 8:57 pm


At some point in the past several days Antony had gotten fed up with herself and her sulking, and now, she was outside and walking to visit someone. He was due at least a thank you, in her opinion.

And so, tails twitching, the squirrel woman knocked on duplex 33.

Antoinette Devereux


William Woodrow

PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 9:28 pm


It was a long while befor there came the sounds of scuffling and something being knocked over on the other side befor the peak hole flickered. After there wasa scramble of locks, Billy opened the door and peaked out, "Mornin'."
PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 9:35 pm


"Hey," she murmured, motioning in a 'can I come in' gesture, glancing up at him hopefully. While she stood there, Antony bounced energetically, the squirrel happy to be outside during to day, but unhappy to simply be standing around doing nothing.

Antoinette Devereux


William Woodrow

PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 9:46 pm


He fumbled back, opening the door for her. He looked half asleep, his hair tassled and wore nothing but his trousers. "Want somethin' t'drink? Swiped some stuff from th'food court yonder. Beer?"
PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 9:49 pm


She stepped in, not at all bothered by his shirtless-ness, nodding slightly to his requests, "Sure." Once inside, she sighed softly and looked at him for a moment before speaking again, "Thanks for the other day..." No explanation needed right?

Antoinette Devereux


William Woodrow

PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 10:15 pm


He grunted, sitting down on his unmade bed witha cigarette hanging from his mouth. It seemed what few posessions Billy had, they had somehow managed to clutter up the floor and countertops. Things he had stolen from the cafeteria, plates, salt shakers, anything someone might have accidentally dropped or forgotten at their seat. He lit a match, easily enough, lighting his cigarette, "They're in th'fridge."
PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 10:23 pm


"Do'ya want one?" She asked, swiping the smoke from him after it was lit and taking a long drag before making her way into the kitchen, tails fluffing behind her.

Antoinette Devereux


William Woodrow

PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 11:22 pm


"Yer in a good mood," He grunted, fishing out a fresh one, happy he had a lot of matches. "An' aye, open one fer me?"
PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 11:26 pm


"Figured I'd stop sulking," she mumbled, grabbing two from the fridge and opening the both of them. There was no reason to mention that she was also happy that she was turning into a mammal, and as mean as it sounded, she was glad she didn't look like Amaya. After handing him his bottle she sat down next to him, careful of her tails, and took a swig, smoke dangling between her index and middle finger casually.

Antoinette Devereux


William Woodrow

PostPosted: Thu Apr 27, 2006 11:29 pm


He decided he liked Antony in a good mood. It beat a knee in the groin.

He took a swig, looking as though he was starting to wake up, "I planted me garden. Between wha' y'donated an' wha' I had, there was a mess o' em."
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