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 Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 10:53 pm
((Since he's going to be getting lots o' signature time, there should be no question as to whom I'm referring. <3))
"I been denied all the best ultrasex
I been denied all the best ultrasex
I - I tried to consume just like a super f*****t
I got some dude
How can y'all bring a ******** something so good he couldn't say no
You nailed me hard
I love 'em when they don't give a ******** s**t
I could've been someone instead of falling flat upon my a**
Dig me now and ******** me later
And sing it to the tune of f*****t, f*****t, f*****t
Oh - dig me now and ******** me later
And sing it with the..."
Oh, if he only knew that his headphones weren't preventing everyone ELSE from hearing him singing.
"I been denied all the best ultra sex
I been denied all the best ultra sex
I - I could've been a star
It freaks me out when I sound just like my mom
I could've rocked the spot
Instead of being just another f*****t like I am
I played that s**t straight
Blowin' suckas on the side hopin' I get laid
Now everybody knows
No way in hell I can ever live it down
Dig me now and ******** me later
And sing it to the tune of f*****t, f*****t, f*****t
Ow - dig me now and ******** me later
And sing it with the..."
Mindless Self Indulgence... the title of the band said it all, really. They were dirty--and sadly, even such a shy and polite child like this one... was a slave to loving their music.
Belting nearly at the top of his lungs words that would never cross his MIND, let alone his threshold of suggestion, he seemed at a loss for that moment. Too immersed in one of his favorite songs to realize that he was, in fact, doing so... or else he might have never opened his pretty little mouth.
"I been denied all the best ultra sex
I been denied all the best ultra sex
I could've been someone instead of falling flat upon my a**
Dig me now and ******** me later
And sing it to the tune of f*****t, f*****t, f*****t
Ow - dig me now and ******** me later
And sing it with the..."
Good thing the song was almost over, right? As the boy's small body thrashed with his music, wild garnet hair whipping along with his movements, he enjoyed his time alone... or... well, he had been alone, at first.
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2008 7:29 pm
In fact, he was no more alone than he was inhibited at the moment. In a corner off to himself sat the young cat, mismatched eyes staring at the fluffy white feline before him.
On one hand, he almost had the urge to prod the other out of his music-induced trance... but it was... amusing. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of the short man thrashing.
He came to a decision suddenly, when he heard a song he knew, and began to belt it out along with the mysterious stranger. Hey.. why not? It was a damn good song.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 12:25 am
Continuing to madly lash about his puffed tail and carmine tresses, the white male was quite easily a sight. He was incredibly nimble; landing for merely a second before his weight seemed to fly away from the earth below him, again. He proved to be only a little over 4'7"--at best--and so, could rightfully be called "short", by any observer.
However, observant, it seemed, he was not.
In his dancing, he seemed not to have noticed that another of his Wayward bretherin had come upon him, and until the song had drawn itself to a close, he had hardly caught hide nor hair of him. However, when he looked around at the conclusion of the number in his own ears, his mis-matched eyes spotted another, and immediately, his thoughts rushed to what he had just been doing.
In utter mortification, he nearly leapt a foot in the air, his tail-fur standing almost straight on-end. His own redden locks even seemed to stiffen when he noted that he was, in fact, not alone, and a wave of beet-colored blush suddenly seemed to fill his pallid face. Shock... was an understatement, and it seemed that, as with any good redhead, he could blush in lieu of it... all the way across his face, up to his ears, and down his neck... and... well, who-knows-else-where?
Ears held back in embarrassment, he stopped his merriment completely, falling into the curl of a tiny ball of the fluff that he was--amidst his dark-hued clothing and bloodred hair.
One would have to wonder if he thought he was hiding, sitting in that little ball and shivering with shock and ghast.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 5:04 am
 Euphemia tugged at her shirt helplessly, holding back a sigh. It was tight and a little itchy, and there were no insanely hot men around to make up for it. What she needed was a little more spice in her life. I mean, come on, honestly? The most she had ever done with anyone was bathe in a stream. And as cliche and beautiful as it sounded, it really wasn't that great.
Rolling her eyes, she leaned on the wall, tapping her foot while waiting for answers.
And they came.
Not in the form of any consoling Wayward, but in the form of insanity. She wanted insane hotness. Heh, close enough.
As the singing drifted over her, she snorted at the dirty lyrics, imagining herself to be quite fitting for the song. Taking a quick peek from the corner, she stuck her head out just a minuscule fraction of the way, except she didn't realize that her bunny ears peeked out quiet obviously, so entranced by her own quest for the ultimate sexy man.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 3:18 pm
What was going on? Why is he curled like that? Alekxiel thought to himself, unable to think straight or act - for fear that he'd somehow get rid of the display before him in lieu of another, less pleasant one. It was only a moment, however, as he quickly reigned himself in, and looked at the man rather cooly.
"Why're you all curled up? It was a good song..... is it the song? Or is it me?" He said, actually concerned, though his afterstatement tried to cover for him - "If you have a problem with me, I'd be more than happy to clear that up for you"
Sudddenly, however, his sixth sense seemed to go overboard, and he whirled around, catching sight of the ears and hissing. "Hey! You! It's not right to listen to other peoples conversations, or to spy on pepole! Show yourself, or stay the hell away!" His fur stood on end, and his claws unsheathed, he struck a fearful sight. His eyes narrowed, and he caught sight of the ears, going over and glaring at the culprit.
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2008 6:32 pm
Slowly, the small cat-boy seemed to pry upward to look at him; this strange, dual-toned feline unlike any he had ever seen before this place. His own eyes were mis-matched, but this was... well, more than a little outrageous.
So... wait--he wasn't... going to tell him off for this? That was strange--after all, those were some... eh, mighty suggestive lyrics. He often got teasings about how well the song fit him, but held off on any such thought, so as to more clearly analyze the situation.
"Uhh... n-no, it's not you," he admitted upward, looking toward the other in pious curiosity. "Eh... it's a... long story."
However, not moments after this, the boy seemed to have his attentions divided, and the blond boy seemed to have darted off elsewhere, yelling at some mysterious stranger he couldn't quite see, yet. Well... so much for conversation, I guess.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2008 5:21 pm
Euphemia winced at the loud, boyish voice, slinking back further so that her ears weren't visible anymore. Holding at her chest, she let out a long, drawn out sigh, flickering her cobalt eyes across the bare walls for a next tactic. Eeer, what to do now...? Running out of ideas, she simply stood up and took her best model pose, stalking into the room as if it was a catwalk. Pucker lipped and sticking out her chest, her voice came breathy and fish-like,
"Hey hey, boys..." she murmured, almost instantly jumping into a more cheerful pose, her hands on her hips teasingly.
Running her eyes over the dual-colored male, she nodded approvingly, liking the way his hair nearly fell over his eyes and the fierce look etched into his face. Rawr.
"I like it," she remarked to herself, almost reaching out a hand subconsciously to run it over his face.
Turning to the side, she caught sight of the fiery haired male sitting on the floor, the earphones hanging off a little lopsidedly. He must have been the one singing to himself... kinky.
Smirking at him, she advanced further, swishing her tail seductively.
"Very very nice to meetcha both. I'm Euphemia~"
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2008 10:42 pm
Alekxiel hissed at her, becoming territorial. That... and he'd seen more than his fair share of her kind on the streets, and was used to defending what he saw as his.
He resisted the urge to snap when she trailed even nearer, and the growl grew steadily in his throat when she continued to advance.
"Hey, Goldielocks. Mind telling me why you're going after tail you can't get? " He queried, eyes still narowed fiercely. "'Cause I saw him first. He's MINE."
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2008 9:51 pm
When the feminine one drew forth, a hot blush splashed across the redhead's face, and his eyes locked on the black spandex with a guilty interest. In fact, he almost seemed unable to pry away for a moment, but quickly shook himself away, wary of the dual-hued feline's apparent displeasure.
"Uumm..." he began, looking between them as he saw the other cat's fur rise. "W-wait--"
The female's coo had definitely gotten a rise out of him, but when the other male made his inherent claim, his face lit even brighter, turning a tinge of red that would put Crayola to shame.
"H-huh?"
While his face burned with flush, he became completely baffeled with precisely what was going on... but something told him that it wouldn't end pretty...
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Posted: Tue May 20, 2008 7:50 pm
Raising a carefully preened eyebrow at the sudden hostility, she resisted the urge to sneer teasingly back at the almost-tame looking brat on the floor. He was fierce, a little soldier-like... mmm... not her type, but she could live with it. Advancing closer, she plopped herself down on the hardwood floor and took a long, deep look into the snarling one's eyes, trying hard not to laugh.
Oh, he was so cute! Reaching forward on the floor to support her weight on one shoulder, her azure eyes shone when she made the comment, a bit of mockery hidden underneath the innocence,
"Hello there, kitty~ Why, we can always just share him! Of course, I claim bottom half." she giggled, winking at the person in question as she said it, taking in the way he was looking at her as a good sign before reverting her gaze to the scarier one.
Pursing her lips into a feminine pout, she leaned back again, almost recoiling from a punch she knew was going to come, bringing her knees up to her chest defensively, a jest still twinkling in her gaze.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 1:32 am
In an act of restraint, the dual toned cat chose not to strike, though it was tempting. Maybe she wouldn't be so annoyingly confident if she was ugly.
Instead, he resolutely stalked back to the one they had been fighting over, and clung to his waist, rubbing his face very obviusly on the crotch area in claims.
"No Deal, slut." He said, and licked the button on his pants suggestively.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 9:32 pm
Though the two others in the room seemed to be hostile, the smallest of them seemed to want, more than anything, that the conflict be resolved. However, though he had expected Alekxiel to strike... what transpired, instead, was... very shocking, indeed.
Completely thrown off-guard, the white feline, despite howevermuch he wanted to keep up his profile, seemed a slave to his carnal instinct. Eyes flashing with interest toward the dual-toned one and locking onto him, his hands wandering over the boy's figure and gently settling onto his hips, the brunt of his feelings pent up into distracting himself from the situation.
A small flash of flesh on the boy's lower back seemed to entice him, and bending over top of him, a subtle lick was issued to the mismatched fur... and to himself, he wondered whether that half-and-half coloring extended ALL over his body.
Quickly realizing where and when he was, the Turkish Angora shook his head after a moment, leaping back and scrambling away from the other boy, though just enough to set some distance between them.
Turning toward the feminine one, he flushed quite vividly, beginning to get to his feet again. "Will you... eh... excuse us, for a moment?"
Without warning, he took hold of the other feline's arm, pulled him up alongside him, and dragged him off into another hallway.
"Wait just a damned minute, will you?!" he told the male, loud enough for HER to hear, as well. "Now, I don't even know you! Just who do you think you are, laying claims on a stranger!?"
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2008 1:52 pm
Despite not really being involved with the small red-head, the dual-toned feline seemed hurt. He'd really taken a chance on that.
"But... but... I was just trying to save you from a cruel fate - STDs are no fun... and if she was one of Them..." He trailed off, actually tearing up because of what he saw as rejection. He DID like this man... it wasn't fake.
"But hell... why would anyone want to be around me? Right? I suppose that's what you're thinking right now.." He continued, voice laced with bitter poison. "No. That would be wrong. Not Alekxiel - he's crazy."
He looked up at Shiro, eyes glaring, though you could see that it was more out of pain than spite. "Next time you want to lead me on, why don't you finish what you started?" He hissed, and yanked his arm away, still looking as though his intense emotions might tear him apart.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2008 3:44 pm
The small boy seemed to recoil a little from what the other was saying, looking straight up into those mismatched eyes with a pair of his own as he was speaking. He was stunned by what the other was saying; a complete and utter bleeding-heart, when it really came down to it... but there was something about this other male that seemed to stroke a nerve in his kind side, and he couldn't help the sympathetic turn to his expression.
"Alekxiel? That wasn't what I was thinking at all," he admitted quietly, his soft voice angelic, in its own subtle way. "No--I... I just... can't control myself, sometimes..." he continued, his eyes falling to the ground. "And... besides--I've sworn off of women, anyway."
In fact, with that instated, he seemed much more resolved, and turned to approach the older female, looking right up at her from his miserable height. "I... eh... don't know if you overheard, but my policy with women is to look and not touch--I... eh... accidentally killed my last girlfriend, and I took it upon myself to honor her... by swearing away from the female sex. I'm... sorry to disappoint."
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2008 7:40 pm
Giggling and still bubbly at the dual-toned feline's supposed-to-be-offensive comment, Euphemia stood up to her full height, her legs rather cold after being exposed to bare floor. She watched silently as the fiercer one placed his head in the other's crotch, wondering whether to laugh or cry or do a mix of both.
They actually looked rather perfect together, just one taller, strong man with a smaller, insane but compassionate partner. They would make some good pair, at least, like brothers or friends. They just seemed to fit right into the mood.
Catching onto the agony in the mismatched eyes, Euphemia drew in a sharp breath, reflexively forcing a small smile and beginning to approach the two. There was something she could do, she was sure, because even in a rather frightening beast like... what was his name, again? Alekxiel, right. Because even a rather frightening beast like Alekxiel had a heart.
She had at least learned that much.
But before she could muster up the words, the immaculate, white pelted-one came forward, the resolve in his eyes piercing and tugging at her heart strings. No, that was wrong. It didn't tug on anything, actually, because she had never loved the man.
He might have been cute, and a little attractive to her, but in all honesty the girl had never loved anyone.
Mustering the sweetest smile she could, Euphemia placed her hands on her hips gently and stared right back into the smaller figure's gaze.
"That's quite alright, love! You go chase whoever it is that your heart desires, I'll be right behind you~" she lilted, winking at Alekxiel over the shoulder that she towered over.
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