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 Posted: Sat Feb 08, 2014 8:28 pm
Wheel of truth or DareMaebe was legitimately flummoxed. Mimsy was the highest level of nerd - so high in fact, that normal methods of trampling over a nerd were not working on her. She somehow had high self esteem despite the fact that she was a tall, gangly, unkempt geek who thought her best special skill was writing a bunch of numbers down on a pad while people watched. She should have been cowering in a corner somewhere. Self-esteem was for the pretty girls. Who gave her the right to have any? America's story had been appropriately disturbing. Maebe hoped she didn't have nightmares later because of it, but none of this showed in her expression. She remained collected as usual, downing the rest of her wine cooler and nodding as if she was listening to an interesting and not horrific story. At least it was more interesting than Professor Maggot's continued attempt to 'show off'. "BORED." Maebe slapped the back of Mimsy's book, likely messing up whatever she'd been writing at that moment, and she reached out to spin the wheel again. As it spun, she heard Peyton's question, and wrapped an arm around the smaller girls shoulders to pull her closer. "Mmm, no, sweetheart. You can kiss me anytime." hadn't been what she'd said the last time they'd met. The wheel finally stopped, and -
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat Feb 08, 2014 8:29 pm
- Rolling another spooky truth just had Maebe deflating. She should have had more spooky stories, but she tended to block things like that out very well. That meant only one option was left. Lie. "Once, my best friend had sex with this totally old dude because she was going to get like, his inheritance or something? But he totally died mid-orgasm. She got nothing. Like, nothing." Was it strange that Maebe seemed to be considering the last part of the story to be the spooky part? She couldn't tell. Oh look, another wine cooler!
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lizbot rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat Feb 08, 2014 11:10 pm
Wheel of Truth or DareAmerica did a full body cringe at Mimsy's summoning of the maths. Maebe's story had her equally distressed and vindicated. Nodding she said, "That's why you shouldn't go around banging the dying, never know what might happen." She finished her drink and then spun the wheel. "Gross dare, huh? Hmmmm...." she smirked. "I'll let one of you pick, if I wuss out I'll do the penalty of your choice."
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Posted: Sat Feb 08, 2014 11:31 pm
Arriving: SashaSticking her head out the door to see if Kostya was about, America was startled to see a girl just outside. Eyes lighting up, she exclaimed, "What aren't you just a dream. Come on, things are just getting going and the pizza's still warm." She just loved it when people were small and adorable as ******** class="quote"> pinchmonster
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 1:38 am
Mission Impossible Fail/ Truth or Dare - still the same dareNoting the party had moved along, Jerry took the opportunity to casually slide another bottle into his coat pocket. "I'm actually a very talented whistler," He finally settled on as far as appropriate indoor talents without an instrument handy went. And so, not caring if people were actually listening or not, Jerry whistled.
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 8:21 am
Mission failure of Truth or Dare?Peyton gave a little squeak as Maebe's arm looped around her shoulders and pulled, which ended up spilling the smaller girl almost into the Moon hunter's lap. She scrambled, got an arm hooked over Maebe's knee, and managed to brace herself up with only the most minor of flushes before rolling her eyes up to the other blonde and offering her a quick smile. "That's what I thought." In no way was she interested in testing this offer, she had just been curious if it was still in play. A dangerous curiosity, that. As the story of banging old dudes unfolded Peyton attempted to extract herself from Maebe's grip, and if successful she'd resume her place on the cushions beside her cousin and help herself to another chocolate and a drink of her soda. America's request for a dare had her looking thoughtful for a moment. Something gross...
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 8:56 am
Mission Impossible Fail/ Truth or Dare
Someone at least listened intently to Jerry's whistling intently, expression focused and lit up the entire time.
Lawr earlier had refrained from commenting on the unprofessionalism of Maebe's friend sleeping with an old dude before nailing him to a contractual obligation.
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 10:46 am
Mission Impossible Fail/ Truth or Dare
Finished, Jerry caught his breath, beaming brightly at his one captivated audience member. "Look!" He managed, "I didn't blow anything up!" And no ukuleles nor guitars were involved. He was proud of himself. The bottles in his pocket clinked, and he stifled them by sticking his pocket tissue (He always had a few spares) between them casually.
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 11:11 am
Mission Impossible Fail/ Truth or Dare
Chantelle applauded, not blowing anything up was indeed a feat for Sun hunters. "You did not!" she agreed. "I'm proud of you, that was like, really lovely. Especially having to just come up with it on the fly like that. I wouldn't know what to do for my skill at all."
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 11:15 am
Mission Impossible Fail/ Truth or Dare
He sidled up beside her, scratching the back of his head before slipping his hand in her's, reveling in the feel of their fingers entwined. "I could bring my piano down here..." He offered lamely, "I think everyone would be impressed with what you could do," He debated his options for a moment before leaning in to kiss her cheek, flushing softly as he did so.
Oh man oh man, here they were, in public, holding hands.
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 11:35 am
Mission Impossible Fail: Truth or DareA slim hand reached around Jerry's waist and into his pockets as he leaned into Chantelle, pulling out a bottle. America's voice whispered huskily in his ear, "Well, well, well...Mr. IOU likes to steal from teenage girls, huh?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 11:38 am
Mission Impossible Fail/ Truth or Dare
Chantelle gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, flushing a little at the compliment. "Oh I'm not all that good at it really. It's just practice." She blushed even more vividly as she was kissed.
When America intervened she looked nonplussed. "I gave him that." she defended brusquely. "He didn't steal."
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 11:49 am
Mission Impossible Fail/ Truth or Dare Jerry's face flushed at the sudden appearance of America and her wandering hands, swallowing thickly. Being caught for drinking or not, he now was flanked by young girls touching him. His hands tightened on Chantelle's. "Ahahaha I was j-just... um. G-getting in the er... spirit of things! S-saving it for um. For later. I wasn't going to drink it now!" he babbled as though anyone cared when he intended on drinking them. "And I played the game, didn't I?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 11:50 am
Mission failure of Truth or Dare? Otto never would have guessed he'd be spending part of his day in the middle of a girl's sleepover. Unfortunately, he wasn't the sort of guy to appreciate it. He kept to himself, nibbling the chocolates his cousin had provided. Around him they were playing silly games like truth or dare and talking about things he preferred to tune out. Some things were better left unknown about the ladies he worked with to the nineteen year old. Especially old man orgasms. Gross. His face went pretty sour for a kid eating chocolate. Why was he still here again? Peyton seemed insistant she make sure he was okay after his panic attack. Right. That. Woah, was Jerry stealing booze again? What a loser...
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Posted: Sun Feb 09, 2014 11:53 am
Mission Impossible Fail/ Truth or Dare
"Right-o Chantelle, he can have that one, then." America smiled through gritted teeth and pulled out another and wiggled it. "But not this one." What followed was an actual frisking of the man, quick and with impersonal briskness tempered by the displeasure clear in the girl's expression.
"This isn't a party for you Mister Hands, so don't you treat it as such, understand? You are a grown-a** man and you can buy your own damn beer." She shoved a tube of lipstick, "Now go get yourself a Blind Date and then get the ******** out of my party."
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