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 Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 8:25 pm
 .:l Isador "Izzy" Bulcorb l:. "Pain heals.
Chicks dig scars.
So far, the day has proven to be horrible to Izzy. Ranging from waking up to finding a ballgown superglued to him to arriving late to a party, things have not been going so well. He had no clue how a ballgown stuck to him, but as much as he tried, it wouldn't budge off him without threatening to rip the skin off his bones. So, he decided to just roll with it like the amazing person he was. Hell, he even made sure to stuff the chest in order for him to look more "appealing." It wasn't like ballgowns were really lame in the first place. According to a rumor from some RP far far away, ballgowns were the epitome of awesomeness, and only a selected few could pull off such a feat. Duh. It was so obvious that Izzy was awesome, and this dress just proved it!
And so, it was off to the party for him, but he ended up getting distracted by adventure! More like getting lost . Seriously! He wasn't joking about the epic trek. Of course, that only seemed to come true when he saw a giant syringe came flying out windows more importantly, straight at him, and landed in the tree that he was in. Now about that tree.... yeah, no one wanted to know what exactly drove Izzy to climb that tree to begin with. That meant that evil overlords were trying to suck the awesomeness straight out of him through the use of evil needles. The horror And so, he did what any normal person with common sense did, he grabbed the needle, ready to give a piece of his mind to whoever threw it and shove this syringe right up-- Woah. Were demons supposed to be this hot? Apparently so, when said demon turned out to be Renee dressed up in a rather eye-catching nurse uniform. The syringe threat.... could possibly still work.
Adventuring mode off. Hot chick sirens going off. Time to kick up the charm. Ballgown or not, that wouldn't deter Izzy in anyway. "Hello~, nurse." He grinned down at Renee from where he was in the tree. Wait, wait, wait. Were there actually... more girls coming by? Trisha and some Mickey Mouse thingy!? Oh, man.... Ohhhhh, maaaaaan. "And hey to all of you guys~. I hope you all know some CPR now because I am dying from excitement after seeing you ladies."
Glory lasts forever."
- Vince McKewin
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 8:58 pm
 .:l Kim Phan l:. "If you don't like how things are,
change it!
Click. Clack. Click.
Like. A. Freaking. Boss. Kim would like to see anybody try walking in her heels that could threaten to snap someone's foot off. Then again... Nah, she'd seriously would want to see that, so she could laugh at them. Too bad that no one had the stupidity guts to do so. At least, that's from what she saw as she entered the room rather fashionably late. Literally, she was late from dressing herself up. After all, she couldn't have herself be presented horribly. As if that would ever happen.
Of course, with all the hard work she put into making herself look greater than usual, she worked up quite a thirst. Punch it was then. Of course, there was no way she was going to even touch the punch bowl that had.... whatever floating in it. Instead, she was going for the safer looking one and simply got a drink from there.
((..... Brain dying from this post. D8< DARN YOU BRAIN.))
You're not a tree."
- Jim Rohn
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 9:10 pm
Penelope  Penelope let herself be tugged along by Trisha as they followed Renee outside. Though... she was a bit confused by what they found upon approaching her. There was another girl in the tree with the syringe? What... Why? Wait... no... that wasn't another girl... It was a guy, in a dress, in a tree, with the syringe. How did things like this even happen? Oh, and he was flirting too. A guy in a dress in a tree with the syringe, flirting with the three of them as they tried to avoid looking up his dress, at least, she was. "U-um, Are you... are you okay up there?" She asked hesitantly. Well what else was she supposed to say? Why are you in a dress? Why are you in a tree? Why, in god's name do you think that this is a good opportunity to hit on someone? She wasn't very fond of flirts in the best of instances, but this was just a completely different situation from anything she had ever experienced before.
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 9:29 pm
CHURUINE MEGUMI "I feel oh so glamorous, looking super fabulous
And sometimes I'm insecure, something I can't ignore
All the flashing cameras, try my best to handle it
I'm just a girl next door, I can hear the rumors take off"  ❥ Churuine kept walking, making her way from the crowd, though she can still hear Marc from behind..
"I suppose so.. But my family wasn't a magic user or such.. So I was a bit surprised about that Philosopher's stone.. I don't expect that I can have that ability.." Honestly, why would her Father cared to enroll her in Resonance Skies? there were lots of prestigious schools nearby..
Churuine paused from walking.. "It just so happened that I'm not used wearing this high heeled boots.. Father just send this to me, so I just assume he didn't know about my preference.." Sigh.. Stupid old man..
Looking at the pair of boots.. Churuine can't walk any further.. She clenched her fists and out of no where, she immediately took it off, and decides to go barefooted.
"I guess.. I'll walk this way.."
Smiling, while holding her boots.. Then shifted her weight and proceeds to walk slowly towards the table.. "I move in mysterious ways that got them curious
They're looking at what I'm wearing
Standing on the sidelines staring
Taking every chance they get to find who I'm going with
And I just wish they'd see what I'm like in real life"
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 9:40 pm
 Anders Couswell Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters Anders pondered over what Zhai just said. A teacher inspired her? That was interesting. "I take it you favor literature then," he mentioned when he felt Zhai set her head on his shoulder. What the-? When did she get next to him? So he was talking to thin air across the table? Damn it! That just made him look ridiculous. He squinted around the room. He felt thirsty and needed a drink. He started to get up, gently moving Zhai's head. "I'll be right back," he smirked as he tried making his way across the ballroom. Of course this included several obstacles in his way. Nothing to worry about. Each time he bumped into a chair or a table, he tossed it aside and continued forward. Nothing could get in his way now! He repeated what he was doing until he got to a table longer than the others.
Anders reached forward and began to grasp the table. He felt the stack of cups and two bowls. He leaned closer to get a better look. Let's see... One of the bowls had something in it, probably a mint leaf or something, and the other was simply plain. He'd go with the second one then. He grabbed one cup and started to ladle in some of the liquid. Come to think of it, Zhai could be thirsty too. The second cup, filled, Anders turned around and made his way back carefully this time. Much easier since most of the furniture was tossed aside. "Here you go." He held out the cup in Zhai's general area while taking his seat. Anders started to take a sip and tasted something funny in the drink. Was this alcohol? If it was, he needed it. But since they were at a school dance, it couldn't be. Alcohol of any kind wasn't allowed on campus. Perhaps it was a secret ingredient.... Oh well, too late now. "So, Zhai, tell me more about yourself since we didn't get a chance to know each other that much," he said conversationally while sipping some more of his interesting fruit punch. He might as well try to make the evening go smoothly with her around. A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 10:00 pm
 Ʀenee Яyan "Gentle whispers in the wind
What is the message that you send?
Calling softly, 'Come to me.'
What I ask, am I to see..?
What is there that I will find
In the recess of my mind?
Are there lessons you will teach
About the walls that I must breach..?" ♥«« ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ •♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥• ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ● ● ● Did someone just say 'Hello nurse'? She heared some sort of dogs or something say that to a nurse on a cartoon... Looking up to where the voice came from it... it was Izzy! In a tree... holding her syringe... in a ballgown. Yeah there's NOTHING strange about that.. And now he was flirting.. Yup,nothing strange about a guy in a tree with a giant syringe wearing a ballgown that looked alittle lumpy at the chest... he stuffed it,didnt he?
Never the less,some how,Renee blushed.
"Izzy,three things.." She started to say to him.
"Why are you in a ballgown? Why are you in a tree? And lastly,your.. your dying... f-from excitement?" Ok. Now she was blushing some more. Seemed like Izzy just had that way of making a girl blush without even knowing WHAT he was saying and HOW IT SOUNDED.
"A-and.. may I-I have my... my syringe back..?"
-(O.O.C. Oh Izzy emotion_awesome )-
● ● ● ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ • »♥ ✖ ♥« • ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ »»♥ "To find what I have hidden there,
And if I find, must I beware?
Fearing all that I have sought
Hoping all won't be for naught..
Trying to dispel all doubts
In the dreams that seek me out
I seek the answers in the night..
Hoping... praying... for the light.
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 10:09 pm
 ℛeiner ℋolt Reiner inwardly groaned when he heard him call him his girlfriend. Now he knew for certain that the compliment about his dress was an insult! If he had the guts, he would kick him in the shin (since he was in the perfect position to get away with it without being seen), but his conscience told him not to.
Well, at least he was comfortable. The area under the table was small, secluded, and even some of the sound around the ball was drowned out. He was glad he thought of such a wonderful place to hide, and wished he would have discovered it sooner. After a little bit, Reiner poked his head out to get himself some punch (the one without the nasty cake chunk in it), then quickly ducked back under so he wouldn't be seen.
Feeling surprisingly comfortable, he removed his scarf and folded it on his lap so he could take a few sips from the punch. It had a bit of a weird taste to it, but he didn't mind. It was better than nothing. And so, he drank two or three cups under there, perfectly content until he heard some irritating click-clacking nearby. He peeked out from under the table to see what was the source of the noi--
Dress. Under. Dsfghhjh. Reiner jumped up in his surprise, hitting the table with his head hard enough to make everything on it shake. He hadn't seen anything but frills, but his face was red as a tomato when he realized that maybe sitting under the table was a bad idea after all. He wasn't going to leave though. From the glimpse that he got, that person was very tall, and he was almost certain it was the giant. Though she didn't seem as intimidating after the whole library incident, he still didn't want her to know he saw up her dress. Those heels sounded deadly. ❝...❞
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 10:17 pm
((Feel free to skip Trisha..........again. Because after being ninjaed when it was my turn, I'm going to have to completely rewrite a post I spent 20 minutes on and I'm kind of not up to it. So I'll just assume she has no reaction and nothing to add))
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 10:36 pm
Marcarius Loewe The daylight and the angels and the wreaths are his
whatever crime he may or may not have done...
"It seems as if magic is a latent ability a surprising number of people possess," Marc said. "There were apparently other people who were surprised they could use magic." He recalled some boy saying something to that effect in spell casting. Really. People were extraordinarily clueless sometimes. Wasn't knowing oneself the first order of business for pretty much any human being? To have such a skill and not even know it. Marc couldn't fathom that.
He watched Churuine doff her boots and continue walking that way. Marc wasn't squeamish but, really, he doubted the floor was all that clean. Who knows what nasty things she was walking on.
Then again, if she got plantar warts or toe fungus, that was hardly his problem. Besides, just because her father had sent the boots, it didn't mean she had to wear them. Though, perhaps she was just an obedient daughter. He could respect that characteristic in a woman. "I see. So your father chose your costume? He must really dote on you."...bag them like bodies and flick switches one by one
to a bedside lamp, then step out into the cold.
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 10:48 pm
Peter Whitney Pleasant patina pulls apart a holy copper shrine
Like gently creeping mossy claws, scarring all divine.
Things at the table became decidedly less exciting once the man in the red hat went to apparently stake his claim with someone else. Peter had joked about the boy in the dress being his girlfriend but apparently his girlfriend was off gallivanting around with another bloke and the red-hat guy was pissy and going to go all cave-man on them. How dramatic.
Peter yawned and helped himself to another breadstick. Ah...high school theatrics. Saying of which, were did the other guy go? He just sort of vanished. How odd.
He was going to start hunting about just out of bored curiosity when another person appeared at the table. Ah! It was the glitter lady from the library. Except she was primped, powered and done up like a French poodle.
He looked her up and down, sort of vaguely wondering if the dress tasted as much like cotton candy as it looked. "Nice dress," he said, pouring himself a cup of punch. It was probably cloying and sickeningly sweet but he was thirsty and he'd actually already forgotten there were water bottles somewhere. Peter nonchalantly took a swig from the punch and promptly let it dribble out of his mouth and back into the cup with a sort of disgusted look on his face.
First of all, yes. It was cloying and sickeningly sweet. And second of all, he'd been around enough drunks on the streets to recognize the barely perceptible taste of alcohol. Eurgh. Disgusting. And now he had to either waste it or force it down his own throat. And wasting it was just too...painful. "This is revolting," he declared, before pinching his nose and chugging the entire cup in a few seconds.All the things you think you value, including the gift of life
Will slowly, gently fall apart, 'til the world is right.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 11:13 pm
ZHAIRENE XYZA NAOE "When I was a child, the story would say
Somebody will sweep you off your feet some day
That's what I hoped would happen with you
More than you could know"  ❥ Nodding while giving a wide smile at Anders though unsure if he’s looking at her.. "Well.. Actually, I love to read novels.. " Then one more, Zhai leaned against his shoulder while staring blanky at the floor..." A four eyed geek who’s literally in love with Literature books..” Reminiscing that silver haired teacher, hates roaches and very lame. After graduating Zhai never heard of him, she would just assume that he decides to hit on another male.. The reason why he seems despises girls.. Or maybe, he decides to serve as a priest..
Before she could speak, Anders suddenly excused himself. In return, Zhai just nod and focused herself looking at those pairs at the dance floor. They were like a happy bunch of couples, she couldn’t tell.. But base from their facial expressions. Somehow, she wondered if they would ever find the perfect one..
What part is she now? Still in the first page? It’s so hard if you’re not inspired.. Well, Zhai witness a lot of love stories from other people, her fondness of novels.. Sadly, her life is as dull as a dried leaf..
Once more, she’s back to reality. Zhai wasn’t sure how long Anders have been there.. But one thing for sure, he brought two glasses of juice. ”T-Thanks” And with that, she watched Anders took a sip from his glass..
Zhai just imitate him and tasted her punch as well.. Hmmm.. This punch tastes good compared from the last she had.. Anyway, she would just divulge herself drinking it.
”Basically, I’m a story writer.. But my course is quite.. Uhm you know not aligned with my hobby.. Somehow, I really appreciate music. Anyway, I started writing since childhood… I really admire my parents and I wanted to make a good love story out of it..”  "A girl can dream,
It's true....
And to call you my own
It's the sweetest dream I know"
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2012 2:26 pm
CHRISTOPHER "CHRIS" KREUSS "I feel like I'm waiting for something....
That isn't going to happen" __________________________________  Somehow the gnome just allowed him to borrow his midget.. Well, he just suggest to asked the Chihuahua personally about it.. Oh well whatever.. Looking at the stupid Christmas Chihuahua.. Oh God! He loved that name.. It reminds him of a mutt from the flanders.. In return of her speech, Chris just gave a slight grin to the green gnome and nod, before he took the girl’s hand immediately.. Yes.. He won’t take “NO” as an answer.. ”You won’t dare to turn me down..” He grinned.. Well, Chris won’t let her.. He had told that black haired maggot about him and her as a couple.. Damn Pride! As the fast pace music starts to rock.. Chris moved his hand on her waist.. She’s small isn’t she??? Definitely not a good idea.. As a result STIFF NECK! Curse it! Oh well, its already been done.. Just go with it! ”Leonard suits me well, Ms. Vice President.. So, aside that… Can you catch up dancing with this kind of music?” Bestowing a sarcastic smile at her. __________________________________ "If you'd shut up..
That will probably help my brain do its work."
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2012 5:06 pm
CHURUINE MEGUMI "I feel oh so glamorous, looking super fabulous
And sometimes I'm insecure, something I can't ignore
All the flashing cameras, try my best to handle it
I'm just a girl next door, I can hear the rumors take off" ❥ Finally, they were able to reach the punch bowl.. Hurray!
"Ahh.. Yes.. He's some kind of.. you know.. pampering me.." She scooped two glasses and gave the other to Marc.. "I'm not used being.. spoiled like that... The reason why I choose to be away from him.. Dad is 'clingy' he's like... Chu-chi baby, come to papa.. Hug Papa.. Kiss Papa.. Ugh.. Creepy.." She chug her punch.. Hmm.. Somehow it tastes different than the first.. But Churuine like this one even better..
Looking at him once more, setting aside her boots..
"Your family is a magic user.. have you tried using your ability? being curious about it?" "I move in mysterious ways that got them curious
They're looking at what I'm wearing
Standing on the sidelines staring
Taking every chance they get to find who I'm going with
And I just wish they'd see what I'm like in real life"
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2012 5:27 pm
Magic and Mystery going to go ahead and post for her since she got pulled off, away from Mac Angela Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die
the right road to Faerie is the blink of an eye... Angela waved to Mac as she was pulled away, not really protesting because she did like dancing well enough and she really wanted to find out what this guy's real name was because she was pretty certain he was still lying about it.
"Think you're either extremely over confident," Angela said, "Or really delusional about the sort of things I will and will not dare." The boy pulled her a little closer and Angela raised an eyebrow. "I'm find with this sort of music. I actually rather like dancing...Leonardo. By the way, you are going to tell me your real name sometime."
Maybe she should get the student council together to uncover his actual identity. Hmm. That was a plan. It would give Mac something else to do besides worry about how he was going to screw up their budget.
"The real question is--can you keep up dancing to this sort of music."...where charming old stories, in blood are expressed
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2012 5:30 pm
JERICHO STEPHEN "EROS" STUART "Age doesn't matter!.. Height does!" __________________________________  And there goes Rere, anyway he would just go and ge----
"OOF!.." He accidentally bumped Peter after chugging his glass..
"Sorry about that.. The place is all dim.."The lights were making his sight even more complicated.. It hurts that he wanted to stay away for a bit.. He took a glass and was about to scoop the punch there, when Eros saw something floating.. Ehh??
And a sudden shake of the table.. Oh well, must be his imagination.. His eyes caught on those two sexy thighs, perfect and sizzling hot.. As his eyes roam towards the body, he wiped his lips with the back of his hand..
Better yet, he didn't realize his stomach growling.. Ugh.. He's hungry as a bear..
Though he heard a loud clack and saw a pink-headed girl, His eyes began to twitch... Eros never felt this small.. Probably he'll wear those shoes just to make him a bit taller!
Invent!
Anyways, first, he should somehow get his hands at that roast turkey!__________________________________ ((Gaaaahhhh! Stupid post Dx ))
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