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 Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2018 9:40 pm
  Millie hesitantly wandered into the area that the Spring Fling was being held. They had really gone all out on making the forest look elegant. Crystal blue eyes shifted to look at all the decorations hung up and lit around the large area. The forest looked so magical! The introvert was left in awe as she walked further into the venue. How could something like this be put together so quickly? As she got closer to the people gathering Millie became increasingly self-conscious. Her fingers went straight to the hem of her cardigan, beginning to fidget with it in anxiousness. Was her makeup okay? This is was one of the very few times she would bother with putting the dumb stuff on. She was a self-proclaimed tomboy and new nothing of how to put it on. She had to look up hundreds of tutorials on how to do it properly and still messed up a hundred times! Exhaling heavily through her nose, her gaze moved down to the person. What about her dress? Was she dressed in a similar fashion as the others? Would she stand out too much? Oh god, she hoped not! She was pushing herself out of her comfort zone and her anxiety was spiking like crazy! Dresses were not something she liked wearing and she had strongly considered leggings because she thought her legs looked disgusting, but she pushed herself to wear a dress she had never actually worn before. While Millie owned a few dresses, she never actually wore them out in public; often. Being on the thicker side, she didn't feel that her body type was good enough for such pretty things. It was always so hard to try and find clothes for herself, she had to shop at the bigger stores, which also meant more money. This type of marketing help perpetuate her body image issues.
Smoothing out her dress, she tried to find away to steady her rapidly rising pulse but was failing. Maybe there were drinks! That was a good way to loosen up! Picking up her pace, she searched and searched for something that resembled a bar, especially an open one. She would need the drinks to flow. Sure, it wasn't the best way to deal with something, that's how problems were formed. However, she was in an uncomfortable outfit, surrounded by a bunch of people she didn't know...Yeah, she needed it! Whisking herself straight up to the bar once she found it, she took a seat and quickly grabbed a bartender's attention. Holding out her I.D. she ordered a blue Jolly Rancher and began to sip at it while casting her glance back out at the people.
「 ☞ OOC: 「 ☞ MONEY: $995.25 xxxx
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 7:42 am
   CHESTER NIGHTENGALE
 MYRKONOS FOREST
 $988
Hae-Jin had slept well for the first time in months. While he usually took naps, there were
times where he woke up feeling like a zombie, and other times where he just felt more
tired than he already was. After knocking out for twelve hours, he felt pleasantly refreshed
and ready to take on the world. Which was saying a lot as he wasn’t awoken by his own
sleep paralysis this time. Maybe it was because he overdosed himself on lavender tea
yesterday, when Chester had dropped by his house…He’d have to try that hypothesis some
more at a different time.
Hae-Jin did hear about the Spring Fling thing though, from a post he’d crawled across on
Charmblr after he was catching up to his notifications and lurking across the application.
He decided it wouldn’t hurt to attend; he picked out his best pair of jeans, a nice shirt,
and a cardigan to match. He made sure to take a nice shower and to clean up after
himself properly; he probably smelled like almonds after his shower but it was better than
smelling like…his bed. He got dressed and he threw on a beanie just to keep his hair
neatly tucked away. His indigo locks had grown a little too long and perhaps it was time
for a haircut soon…he’d have to consider that in a bit. For today, he’d have all the fun he
wanted at the Spring Fling.
It took him a while to get to the location of the event. Being that it was out of the way he
usually went to, Hae-Jin had to do some research on which buses to take. But he finally
got there and the party was in full swing. He raided the buffet first. Hae-Jin grabbed a
plate full of entrees as he snagged a flute of champagne for himself. He wandered around
the tables before he caught sight of Chester—a smile played on the male’s lips as he
approached him, champagne and all.
“Enjoying yourself?” Hae-Jin questioned as he slid into the empty seat beside Chester.
He set down his platter of escargots. He took a sip of his champagne. “I think these
snails I got would go well with the bread you got. Somewhere in the world, some
high class person does it.” Hae-Jin joked. “But for real, you can take some of my
escargots if you want. I feel like I got too many.” He informed him as he motioned
towards his full platter. Hae-Jin was a big fan of escargots, after all.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 8:15 am
xxxx♩ ♢ Chester Nightingale ♢ ♩xxxx
xxxxThe Fun-sized DJ / Beatboxerxxxx
I shall make you the slave to my pounding beats...”
Residence: 1208 Pasadena Housing District ┊Occupation: Neon Lights DJ / Beatboxer
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The banana muffin wasn't as sweet as he thought it would be when Chester bit into it, but it was still moist, more so when he thought that sour cream was added into the batter. Plain, but it was with the simplicity that the flavor profile was there. Chester was about to open the cap and take a swig of the water when the escargots were presented to him, orange eyes set on the one holding them for him. Lo and behold, he was finally face to face with his co-worker. "Oh, heyyyyy!!! Fancy meeting you here, and never heard of that before," he confessed, looking at the delicacy like they were foreign objects. Chester and his family had never been in fancy restaurants serving up French cuisine before, mainly due to budget concerns, so it was definitely a first for him. That one aside though, he spotted the girl having fun with the music, though her face was just vaguely familiar with him, based on that one profile picture in that social media application.
He remembered that the two would meet up at the event after Chester went back to his Pasadena house to pack up yesterday. He pulled out his phone, with the fan's contact number being the recipient, and gave her a quick message, his gaze now set on the screen.
"Hey! Am actually in a table a bit farther from where you are at the moment."
After that message was sent, Chester put his phone down, talking to Hae-jin to clarify any question the other may be asking while he was busy texting. "Forgot to tell you this earlier, but I am interested in the plan for the talent show after this and she is like the mastermind. Gotta discuss more about the details here, and I hope you'll be watching, Hae-jin. It'll definitely be a blast." He then picked up one of the snails, inspecting for an opening with a puzzled expression. "Hey, ummm... how can I eat this thing?"
₪± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± ₪Location: Surrounding Forest - Mykronos Island (for the Spring Event)Status: SingleMood: having a great timeCompany: multiple people, but Hae-jin and Lala are his main focusMoney: $36.50 (Wallet); $1175.00 (Bank Account)OOC: Chester's outfit
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 10:45 am
 Sidevi || On Person: $80 || In Bank: $740 || Mood: content After looking around for a little bit. Sidevi spots Kiku, she quickly cleans her mouth off and hops up. She gathers up her things, before making her way around people. To get close to Kiku. Once close enough she waves and runs up to hug Kiku though due to size, is just hugging Kiku's stomach. "Kiku! Haven't see. You in a little bit!" after waiting she takes a step back and points up to Kiku, "nice dress! It kept me from jumping at you because... no reason to get it dirty right!"She clasps her hands behind her back, her gaze kept looked up to Kiku, she giggles softly, she speaks again, "so.. Hey pretty kitty what brings you out of the city?" she can't help but giggling profusely at that one. Just to see how she would respond to that one in particular.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 12:58 pm
ღ Can I truly be loved?
xxxThere's so much that I feel
xxxxxxBut I don't know what is real
xxxxxxxxxAll these voices in my head
xxxxxxxxxxxxAll these secrets that I dreadstatus: single ; company: venue goers ; feelings: it's so organised... ; wearing: little spring fling ; wallet: $15.50 ; bank: $940
> xxxxxAs soon as she had stepped off of the ferry, Julie had tucked her burlap satchel against her chest for comfort and made her way straight to the lines of people that had also signed up to donate blood. 'At least there's a bunch of attendees,' she thought to herself as she nibbled her bottom lip in her nerves. She really hated needles, but she had told herself that it was for a good cause - which was apparently a strong enough excuse for her to follow through this time around. Her eyes kept up as she moved forward in her line, and followed the strings of lights along the trees and then up, up, up to the canopy of the forest. 'I'm sure it's beautiful even without all the decorations...'
> xxxxxShe was thankful for the warmer air that hugged her, even as a few random sprinkles echoed against her hat and popped her in the nose as she took a seat at her turn. 'Just don't look, Jules,' she told herself, and kept her head angled away as she felt the tourniquet, sanitation wipe, and then the p***k and sting of the needle. 'Guess my veins are easy to find.' It was over in moments, after the tourniquet was removed, and soon Julie was sipping a small cup of apple juice and munching quietly on a sweet biscuit while she leaned against one of the trees and searched the crowd from the sidelines. She wondered if Okayuki was still going to meet her, for the festival. If they were going to meet more people, they could do it together here.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 2:18 pm
 ☤☤☤Camille Sullivan☤☤☤ Ⓞoc: "Hope you don't mind me bugging you." ♜ Ⓦealth: "$1000" ♜ Ⓕeeling: "A bit lost" ♜ Ⓦearing: "A nice dress. (Not exactly my style...)" After pacing around for what felt like ages (her dogs were starting to howl like crazy), Camille felt an overwhelming urge to... Well,
sit herself down. Looking over the place, it seemed like every place to sit was either right in the center of everything, or taken by some other group. Welp,
looks like it was time to swallow her fears and... gulp, interact with people. It's not like it'd be the end of the world or anything... She hoped.
She looked around the area once again before her eyes fixated on someone at the bar. She wasn't quite sure what gave it away, but she could feel the same sort of... "I don't belong here" vibe coming from a silver-haired girl sitting on one of the barstools. Well, misery loves company, right? She began to shuffle towards the bar, which was made into a wobbly sort of gait as she still wasn't quite sure how to walk in these damned heels. She probably spilled quite a bit of her wine out as she walked; which no doubt made her look even more like the alcoholic she'd feared she appeared as. Eventually,
though, she finally made it to the bar and sat down a couple seats over from the other woman; not close enough to be awkward, but close enough to be heard. She had a bit of a struggle with her dress as she did so, but eventually she found a good balance between comfort and not exposing herself.
After sitting quietly for a few moments, she turned on the stool ever so slightly and quietly addressed the woman. "Hey, uhm..." She paused for a moment before giving a small wave. "How's it goin'?" Please don't be weirded out, please don't be weirded out...
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 3:00 pm
Soren NorwoodCurrent Outfit: Sort-of Formal Springwear ████████████████████████████████
Soren was nearly done with his pretzels when he noticed someone alone
sitting at one of the bars. He was tempted to greet her and try to open up at
the party, but he noticed another woman wobble her way over to her and try
to say 'Hi' as well. It was nothing out of the ordinary, but their expressions and
overall behavior screamed awkwardness. Not to mention the small splashes
of wine on the floor since the woman walking over wasn't too balanced in her
heels. Soren couldn't help but chuckle at their little exchange, and felt that
branching out at this party shouldn't be too hard.
He made his way over to the two of them, not before grabbing a couple more
bags of pretzels, and decided to greet the both of them. "Hello, Are you
both enjoying yourselves?" He started. "I don't mean to intrude, but
maybe I could offer you both some snacks?" He added, offering them the
extra bags he managed to grab. "Oh, my name's Soren by the way."
████████████████████████████████ Location: "Spring-Fling" (Surrounding Forest)Mood:Relaxed, slightly tired from donating blood...Company: Anyone else at the partyOOC: If you want me to change anything, I can. 3nodding
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 6:11 pm
( >>>Lelwani-Zamir<<< )
❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊
"Lets just get this over with..." the blue bird would say as she climbed into the chair for the nurse to take her blood. She didn't exactly want to do this, but she knew that if Mel had the ability the she would so it was her duty to carry out that wish for her. She remained still and calm while the nurse did her thing and kept her eyes on what she could. She didn't exactly have any plans to come here in human form initially, but the opportunity to help wasn't something she could pass up like that.
After a bit she was finally let up though she felt a little tired. She got out of the chair and looked to the nurse "There you are." she said, and after answering a few questions she was free to go. She moved away to let the next person take her place though holding her head "Guess its better than just using a knife." she mumbled to herself as she went over to the snack table to grab some juice and an apple to recover. She would have killed for some crickets, but there were none.
It had been awhile since Lelwani was in adult form, but she was glad she was of an easy size to manage. She had to get these clothes in secret, but she felt like she was dressed right for this whole event. Looking about she saw only two familiar faces, but seeing them made her smile. Her owner and her friend were here. After a bit she took her eyes off and looked around. This was something she herself was not used to.
❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊♩❊ Venue:[At the Party] ✉✉Accompaniment:[Anyone here]✉✉Mood:[Robin-like]✉✉Finance:[Mel Handles the money]✉✉Style:[Solo]✉✉Attire: [In Picture]✉✉OOC: 3 down-
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 7:13 pm
This was awkward. She wasn't well versed in the art of mingling and she knew it was doubtful anyone would come up to her and chat because she knew no one, and no one knew her. Sipping at her drink through the stirring straws, her crystal blues eyed the throngs of people. Millie noticed handsome men, elegant women, cute boys and even pretty little girls. As a nervous reflex, her free hand came up and played with the ends of her hair. This was a weird way to spend her birthday. Her glasses slipped down the bridge of her nose as she looked down at her shoes. Noticing a few petals fall onto her tights she gently swept them off. No one knew it was her birthday. How could they? She had no friends here and she just started her new job at the Starfish. Quickly her head shot up as she heard a voice beside her. Looking over the rim of her glasses as she looked at the owner of the voice, she sipped at her drink like she was a deer caught in headlights. They had caught her off guard, lost in her thoughts and all. Slurping down the last of what was in her glass, she ordered another and turned back to her sudden company. "Hi..." she replied awkwardly. What was she supposed to say here? She noticed the girl's purple hair and wondered if it was natural or not. "Oh, good so far I guess." She shrugged. "I just got here so it's hard to tell..."
Her words drifted into nothing as another seemed to pop up near her. Holy cow! Was that a cat person!? Despite her own bloodline, she had never met anyone else different like her. Millie shifted in her seat, stifling the urge to jump up and instantly feel his ears. Oh but he was so fluffy! She could just...- No! She was a stranger to him and that would be weird. The young woman heard a voice laugh in her head before her body began to move on its own. Sliding down from her seat, she reached over and poked his ear like a curious child. What was her body doing!? Quickly she slapped her hand against her thigh, stiffly holding it in place as her pale face turned pink in embarrassment. "Sorry..." she mumbled, trying to hide the obviously new shade from view. "I need more drinks..." Looking back at the bar, she mouthed a 'thank you' to the bartender and took a few good gulps of the liquor. "I'm good, I don't really like pretzels. I'm...-Well I'm Millie," she replied.
「 ☞ OOC: 「 ☞ MONEY: $995.25 xxxx
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 9:56 pm
☤☤☤Camille Sullivan☤☤☤ Ⓞoc: "." ♜ Ⓦealth: "$1000" ♜ Ⓕeeling: "A bit lost" ♜ Ⓦearing: "A nice dress. (Not exactly my style...)" Well, this was going well. She thinks. "Yeah,
so did I." She sheepishly replied before taking a small sip of her own drink. Man, this crap is bitter... She inadvertently made a bit of a pucker with her lips before shaking it off, looking back up at the other woman, who seemed much more... used to the alcohol. "It looked more quiet over here,
honestly." She mumbled as she took another dainty sip of her wine before setting it down on the bartop. "Didn't expect there to be this many people,
really..." She didn't know why she was so apt to chat her up... Perhaps it was the (admittedly paltry amount of) booze that was loosening her up a bit.
It helped that it was just a one on one thing.
Uuuuuuuntil it became a three-player game. The boy seemed to catch Camille by surprise, eliciting a jolt from the girl. Luckily, she wasn't holding her wine anymore, otherwise she'd be going home in a decidedly more red dress than she'd come here in. She... Honestly wasn't quite sure what to say to...
Soren, he said his name was. He seemed much more... Chatty than she could ever hope to be. No doubt he'd judge her for how awkward whatever came out of her mouth would be. She shook her head in response to the snacks, not feeling as if she could keep anything other than liquid down given her nerves. "Camille." She replied softly to his introduction, feeling that she'd already made enough of a clown of herself.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 10:16 pm
Soren NorwoodCurrent Outfit: Sort-of Formal Springwear ████████████████████████████████
Soren wasn't really sure what he got himself into.
Well, he was there to break the ice after all,
yet he forgot that he was a bit different than others-
His cat-like features sparking the curiosity of this young woman,
soon to be known as Millie to him.
When he approached, he ended up startling the violet-haired woman next to her, she soon introduced herself as Camille.
"Oh! geez, I- uh, didn't mean to scare you." He replied, as he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
He chuckled slightly as Millie's finger curiously came into contact with his cat ear. It involuntarily flicked a few times until she slapped her hand away.
"No worries, I get that alot." He replied, in attempt to reassure her.
Of course, it did happen to him more often than he'd expect it, but it was no big deal.
"Ah, sorry- I had no idea." Soren replied, holding the extra bags of pretzels behind his back now.
Guess I'll save those for later. He chuckled once more in slight embarrassment.
"Haha, nice to meet you both. Again, I hope I didn't intrude too much.."
He hoped he was making an alright first impression...
To loosen up, he decided to take a seat and order a drink as well. He started with something that was only enough to loosen the slight tension he was feeling.
████████████████████████████████ Location: "Spring-Fling" (Surrounding Forest)Mood: A little awkward..Company: Anyone else at the party (Mainly Millie & Camille) OOC:
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 11:40 pm
They're judging yooooooou...~ Millie's left eye twitched as she tried to block out the voice cooing in her head. They didn't look like they were judging her, but then again, they weren't saying everything running through their heads. And she was certainly no mind reader. You don't belong here! These people have families, friends, loved ones. You're a grown woman who just got off of daddy's tit! The voice was getting louder! Millie stuck a finger in her ear, pretending to scratch at her inner ear, but she was hoping that the tip of her finger would poke the voice into submission. Even after all these years of living with the same voice, she still didn't know who it was. Most of the time she just thought it was her self-consciousness, but the blackouts...The blackouts made her think there might be something more to it. Of course, she was too afraid to find out and never went to her therapy appointments. In fact, when was the last time she had talked to her doctor? As her finger popped out from her ear, Millie's body gave a jerk as a chill ran down her spine and she gulped down the rest of her drink. "Bahama Mama," she stated, a sound of urgency almost noticeable in her tone. She didn't want to have an episode here and now! She was trying to make head ways and if this stuff kept happening, she'd be locked in an institution the rest of her life.
Cautiously her eyes shifted between her company, hoping neither of them were good at reading people like she was. "I'm actually surprised more aren't here yet. I thought this was supposed to be some big thing," she mentioned as she was given her third drink, this one bigger than the last two. She wouldn't consider herself an alcoholic, but when she got anxious she did have a tendency to over do it. "Mm!" Millie hummed as she dropped back into her seat, sipping on her drink and setting it back on the bar. "You didn't. In fact, knowing there are other awkward types like me actually makes me feel a little better." This was both truth and lie. It did make her feel somewhat more comfortable knowing there were people here that seemed out of their element like she was, but she was battling the onset of an episode and that was where the differences began. It was doubtful any of them had the same mental issues she did and somehow the subject always seemed taboo. However, this thought process made her think of something. "Camille, is there something that makes you special?" she asked, turning to the girl. "I mean, Soren is a...cat-person. Are you normal or abnormal?"
「 ☞ OOC: 「 ☞ MONEY: $995.25 xxxx
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 11:49 pm
>|>X.E.V.E.N [[¤]] T.E.L.E'K.R.A.S.U.S.<|<
[[Designation: Dr. James -- Laird]]
Xeven looked around the forest, rather impressed with how decorated the place was for this little gathering. The tall-alien man looking around to see several people had already come and were already speaking. Pulling the sleeves of his suit back he took one look at his P.O.E.T to make sure he wasn't arriving extremely late. He gave one more look at the crowd before he made his way further to find the location of the blood drive which he had enthusiastically signed up for standing in line behind some others.
Xeven was actually looking forward to this to meet some new faces, and perhaps see some old ones, but first up was his own contribution. Finally getting to the front he made sure to follow all instructions and answer all questions though thanks to his alien nature a few of them garnered quite a bit of surprise, even more so the fact that he was speaking into their minds rather than out loud. It at least helped privacy, but it could be surprising. He finally made it into the chair after letting them know everything needed to know, and should know.
Xeven was comfortable here, being a doctor himself he was able to keep an eye on the entire process before they began to try to find the vein. He was forced to stop them to direct them to the proper location which wasn't where a normal Earthlings was, but after that it was fairly easy to get as much as they wanted. His blood looked different, but he assured them of its benefits and connections.
Once the whole thing was done he hopped out of the chair and put his jackets back on "There we go. I'm sure you'll do wonderful things with it." he would say before going to join the rest of the gathering. He did take a small detour to grab something to drink which was all he needed before directing his mixed eyes out over the gathering. He merely chose to get some wine and relax for a bit surveying, deciding on who to engage first. Hopefully these people didn't mind the mental chat.
C.L: [Party (Near drinks)] __ C.A: [Anyone at the Party] __ C.M: [977$] __M.S: [Single] __C.W.: [Semi-formal attire]
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