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 Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 1:54 pm
 The park. Most would view it as a rather innocent and relaxing place to spend one's day. The sound of children's laughter as they played on the swings, friends gossiping as they strolled along, and the friendlier couples enjoyed a kiss and time spent together as they enjoyed a picnic. Yes, the park was filled with laughter and fun.
However, one particular visitor was enjoying his not so innocent fun. Already well on the path of today's drug trip, Demy lay flopped in some bushes under a tree. It was, in his mind, the PERFECT hiding spot to enjoy his latest catch...which was a full bottle of yummy booze. At least he had enough sense not to drink it out in the open...however, he wasn't with it enough to realize that one's hiding spot was kind of ruined if they left their foot hanging out.
But no matter. The booze was good, the drug trip hadn't degraded into attacking monsters....yet, and it was overall a good day for him.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 3:05 pm
Roderick was very much enjoying his stay at the park, spinning around as quickly as possible on the old style merry-go-round, laying on it and staring up at the sky simulating his own little happy trip through crazy land, as the clouds, sky, and sun meshed together his eyes began to glaze over.
Why was he in the park? He didn't really care for being stuck in a giant office building all day with crazy experiments and molesting bosses wandering around, the park was a free place, no one could touch him here.
As the merry-go-round began to slow down he let out a slightly deranged sigh, "I can see forever..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 3:32 pm
As much fun as his private hiding place was, Demy eventually felt the need to seek out someone, or something, to entertain him. Getting high and drunk by himself was fun, but hell it'd be even better to have someone to enjoy the high with.
...Eh, maybe it was the booze talking....
And so, Demy moved out of his bush of SECRETHIDING, and over to the playground area. Rod would have a few more moments peace, before suddenly finding himself gazing up into the face of the high star on one particular pass of the merry-go-round.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 3:40 pm
His view of the sky was obscured by what looked like, to him, a fuzzball with a mohawk that was into bondage. The merry-go-round finally slowed to a stop and he found he was pretty much right, persepticely. "Umm...you're ruining the mood Fuzzball, scoot." There was no time to talk, he needed his time away to kick back and enjoy the daze not deal with some freaky little man-boy.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 3:47 pm
"Fuzzzzzball?"
The boy slurred, eyeing his new 'friend' critically.
"That'ssss not my name. Nor something you should call a -star-..."
Demy huffed, poking at the booze bottle now sticking out of a rather large pocket of his pants.
"And I don't -wanna- scoot....entertain me man, okay?"
Yes...he was a demanding little jackass. The rocker didn't need to be high nor drunk to get on anyone's nerves.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 3:51 pm
So this baby faced freak was drunk? Maybe a bit of forceful suggestion would get the little bugger to go away. "Okay little star, why not find mommy or daddy and go home, better yet, go find a stranger and drop your pants." Needless to say that probably wasn't the best thing to say to someone, but at this point Roderick didn't care. This punk was ruining his alone time and it pissed him off.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 3:59 pm
"I don't NEED mommy and daddy, thank you very much!"
The little one huffed, staggering a bit.
"Annnnd I'm not in the mood to go after strangersss....and Lou is definitely out.....maybe......maybe I can go bug Reno..."
He hadn't seen the red-head in a while, and hey...he had plenty of fun while staying with him, so why not? Lou would kick his a** if he knew what he had been getting into, but maybe Reno would indulge some fun.
Too bad he had no idea who he was talking to.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 5:02 pm
A shock of terror went through Roderick as that name was spoken, oh the horrors he had gone through since he met that man, that devil, that...that...Reno. "You know Reno!?" It slipped out, it wasn't intentional, he wished he could take it back, but it was out there now. "How...do you know Reno? He touched you didn't he, I bet he touched you..." His mind was reeling, that man was the reason he didn't have a bike right now, to ride into the sunset. Instead he's here, on a merry-go-round, with a fuzzball....friggen Reno.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 5:08 pm
"I....I liveeed with Reno for a bit..."
Demy gave a little hiccup, and did his best to give Rod his most serious stare.
"Buuut then he took me somewhere, and sold me to Louuuu, for a coupleofdrinks....mmmmm those were good drinks..."
The boy gave a silly little grin, pulling out his bottle to have another sip of it.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 5:40 pm
"...so he touched you then..." Rod's mind was set that this boy was tormented into a severe drinking, and drug by the look of it, problem afterwards. This Lou person just pushed him further into it. He was now seen as a flesh slave by Roderick, now things were getting interesting. "I know your pain! I've been treated the same way! Always touching me and doing things and...they're so creepy!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 5:49 pm
"Well of courseeee he touched me. Kinda had to you know..."
The star wobbled a bit more, putting away his bottle for the time being.
"We had allllll kinds of fun when I stayed with him....and...and Rude too! He wouldn't lemme meet Rufussss though....apparently I wouldn't like him?..."
The youth blinked, shrugging it off.
"Dunno whyyy....Lou seems amused by him..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 7:18 pm
"You...you poor boy, you're just like me then, trapped in a world of constant-" he paused. "Wait what? Rude too?! Rufus?! Who the hell is Lou? Wait wait I'm getting ahead of myself, who are you and why should I care?" Roderick stared at the fuzzball infront of him, this was beginning to annoy him more and confuse him too, just who was this kid?!
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 8:56 am
"I'm....I'm Demy Stardust! Lead guitarist of the former band The Electric Oreosss...but they're a buncha pricks anyway, I don't need them!"
Demy growled and huffed a bit, still bitter over whatever argument broke up his band.
"Louuuuu is who I live with! He owns a private bar...thing..."
Head tilted, the boy eyed the other a moment before speaking again.
"....who are you?"
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