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iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 12:46 pm
Solia perked up at the sudden arrival of one Melvin. "Hello Mr Clean! Yopu can sit, I don't have a seat dictatorship or anything! And God no- for that, that requires um..the uh- the 'who-hooing' as they call it in sims. TI am not one for uh, that. No thanks... But, if I got soup, I would be having tomato as basil with roasted garlic bread." Her plate of experimental cuisine was half finished though she'd migrated mostly to her drinks now. "Want a sphere of lemonade by chance? It's kind of neat." She held out a small bowl of yellow balls, spoon included. "I am going to try making a ball of bourbon next. Ah- I almost forgot." She pulled a small streamer popper out of her pocket and popped it in his direction. Happy New year Clean machine!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 12:51 pm
ooc Don't forget that extra characters you've created for this event may not be played as POV characters. They can be background and filler, but are not to be written independently of your POV characters.
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 1:33 pm
"Whoa there with the name. I am tidy at my workspace but I'm not THAT big of a freak. I still dig into Fear Bug guys just like any other Lifer." He actually found that sort of activity rewarding. "My hair might be short too, but I'm not bald yet." He stoked his chin with gloveless hands. "Might be a good look. Triple X isn't that old, is it? Kids still that look is cool?" He wasn't sure. While there were tons of kids on the island, most were young or didn't want to talk to "old" science guys in the lab.
Sitting down, he looked at his cup of Jack and coke and then at the bowl of lemon drops. Shrugging as he doubted the flavor a would conflict too badly (lemon was most liquors best bro) he took the spoon and popped then in his mouth. "Aw sick. These are really neat. You should do them during Halloween and tell the kids they are roach eggs." He took a sip of his drink before watching her. "Most people don't bring a distraction to a party. Everything okay?"
He reached over to dip his spoon into another bowl and popped whatever it was inside his mouth.
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 1:57 pm
Lucky arrived at the ball, the sort of late that was not exactly fashionable, but rather the product of nearly forgetting there was somewhere he needed to be at a particular time. He gravitated toward the champagne tower and began making observations looking for all the world like every part of him had shown up to the ball except for, well, his mind. It was truly an impressive display. In true Life Division fashion, he was attempting to play a mental game of jenga to determine its structural weaknesses. It was very tempting to test his hypothesis...
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 3:09 pm
Solia stared at Melvin. "We work with a bunch of people with kids. Have you see some people's desk space? Just.. pictures! It's like a teen's selfie post blew up only the pics are all of babies and happy marriages." Leaning back she held up her hands before- "Nah, besides, women like beards over baldness. As for what kids like.... I think pokemon is still a thing? But you're not old okay. Old is like... 40s old." Shaking her head, Solia began to try at making balls of booze. His reaction to the spheres- "Haha. They'd never trust me then. But I'm not a kids person anyway- be better to make people think they're a new type of FEAR repellant. Mind over matter type of thing.' She gave an idle shrug. "I'm okay though. I like parties, but watching people has been my thing- why." She grinned. "Those wondering of others problems have a few themselves. You doing alright?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 3:10 pm
Running back to Peyton. She'd be expecting him, right? The walk of shame? Otto crept into the new room, weaving uncomfortably through the crowd until he spotted Peyton and Jack. Sheepishly, he walked up to her, holding the sleeve of one arm in a fidgeting sort of nervous tick. "Um... Pey?" He asked softly, inching closer. His face still burned with embarrassment, a blush that creeped right over to his ears.
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 4:00 pm
"Oh no, not your slut friend," Jack monotoned. That was about the extent he knew of Maebe and probably about as much as he needed to know. He continued to eat his greens with gusto. "Well, everyone gets practice some time. Be happy it's with a chick. Probably should have a doc check him just in case, though." And speaking of, the guy in question seemed to have found them. Jack wondered if he was in for a show or not. He passed a brief glance at Lucky, more to know how relative their positioning was than anything else, before checking out his food again. "How'd the quickie go, sport?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 4:11 pm
He was glad he wasn't old yet, and laughed at the desk description. "Oh I hear ya in those desks. I swear, I think half their pay goes into film." He flopped into his seat a little more, crossing his arms on the table as he leaned forward and took another drink. "Keep a few preserved fossils, arthropleura replica and a signed picture of Sigourney Weaver and everyone thinks you're the weirdo. In soooo sorry that I don't have a picture of a toddler spitting up pasta." He huffed.
At her question, he just lazily swirled the contents of his cup. "Just that. Everyone dating or married and the few singles in the island have been corrupted by their friends to ask about kids on the first date. Getting calls by your parents about who you are with kinda gets old. I don't hate kids. I liked taking care of my younger brother but too soon, mom." He watched her go. "Surprised you're not on the bandwagon with them. Do you not do well around kids!" He said with a smile.
A innocent smile.
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 4:25 pm
A glass was swiped from said champagne tower, in a way that seemed physically impossible according to actual physics. The perpetrator poured herself a glass of wine and then draped one arm around the Not Russian but Still Communist. There were a pair of boobs very tightly pressed against his back. "I thought you chickened out of our date." She smiled and then leaned a little closer.
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 4:30 pm
Why didn't anyone understand what a big deal this was? Peyton stared up, head tilting to one side and spilling colorful curls over her shoulder. For a second or too she looked as if she were on the verge of yelling, shoulders tensing up as small fists curled. Then her eyes narrowed, thin chest raising and falling in a heavy breath. He didn't understand, and unless she was willing to say more then she wanted to he wouldn't. Folding her arms, Peyton rolled her eyes before glancing down at the table beside her and the spread of food. Nope, still not hungry. She looked up again at an unsure voice, and despite the relief she felt had him having managed to get away from her bestie, the look she gave him was borderline chilly. Pursed lips twitched, a smile caught somewhere between disappointment and smugness. "Enjoy yourself?" Jack's comment stirred a sudden desire to drive her fist into his thigh, but she liked Jack. Of course the hypocrisy wasn't lost on Peyton. She could be relentless in torturing her poor cousin. But that was her. No one else was allowed to touch him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 4:35 pm
Otto squeaked at Jack's question, "Q-quickie? N-no! It's.. W-we were just...k--k....kissing..." He fumbled with words, looking to Peyton as she looked over him with a cold look. He seemed to shrink, shoulders tending and hunched in defence. "I... did..." He frowned, "But then her date found us...."
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 5:16 pm
Ahhhh, petty drama~ "Never too young to learn how to be a player," Jack said with a smile, gesturing with his fork like he was giving Otto a commendation. He didn't believe for one second this kid had the guts to be so bold on purpose, of course, not if he was stuttering over simple kisses--but it was fun to see just how far he could push the little guy. Moreso with Peyton looking pissed. "What poor sap decided to go with her? Details, man, don't hold back!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 5:25 pm
"Alistaire.." The name was all but hissed out. As much in response to Otto mentioning a date, as to Jack's question. Of course it was Alistaire. Peyton should have known he'd make an appearance sooner or later, though she had been assuming later. He made fashionable lateness into an art form. Mych to Maebe's chagrin. Sighing, Peyton reached out for her cousin, catching his hand and tugging him closer so she could wrap him in a quick hug. "You're okay, right?" As far as she knew Alistaire wasn't the jealous type, but there was always a first time. Otto didn't look hurt, or even really ruffled. He just looked sheepish, nervous. She clicked her tongue, smoothing his hair before turning cool eyes up to Jack as he asked for details. She'd have told him to mind his own damn business, but Peyton was curious herself, and recounting what had happened would thoroughly drive home whatever lessons Otto might have learned tonight.
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 5:30 pm
Player? Otto gave Jack a baffled look. Who would ever think Otto could be a player? Well, it was a new one, anyway. It made him feel a little better. Treated less like an untouchable rarity and more like a human. But Player was a bit... no. That was just not his style! Or even universe! Never mind this made like, two whole girls he'd made out with in his whole life! Was that a lot? "Details..." He relaxed in Peyton's hold, his brows knit in thought. "Um... nothing really happened. He arrived, and he seemed possessive of Maebe but he wasn't mad? She didn't look happy.."
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 5:50 pm
Billie Victors came in on her husband's arm. She'd put a bit extra effort into getting her hair under control and had chosen a bit of a simpler style of dress in comparison of some others. The middle-aged Moon stared around with wide eyes and let out a bit of an 'Ooooh..' when she saw how beautifully everything had been set up. "Looks so.." she smiled to her husband but was interrupted when the smells of the food crossed her face. "...gooooood. I'm so hungry." Billie tightened her grip on her husband's arm. She loved all the young people on the island but just for tonight she was hoping to have a nice date with her husband. It would be a nice change to everyday island activities.
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