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 Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 5:23 pm
It's midnight, down in the party district. The night life is booming and everyone seems ready to play. This is a night club roleplay, centered around a quirky night club called "Stranger Than Friction". To join just start posting and I'll add your mini! Have fun, enjoy, and dance your little heart out. ;]  |  |  |  |  |
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 5:54 pm
Aefes Colim ------------- I'm 'bout to make you do the walk of shame,
you never thought you would...
Time is ticking, halters skipping, ready to move
feel like my logics lifting, head is spinning out of control!
You've got my body twitchin', thirst is quenchin', ready to go It was nice to have nights of his own like this. Where he could just lose himself in the music & the bodies rubbing again him. It was almost too erotic for the Feebas & wouldn't have a danm problem with taking someone in the middle of a crowd, but he had more sense than that. Thea's behavior really rubbed off on him over the years. There were some woman around him, though he'd made it clear over before he strictly gay, but it seemed to them it was like he was just playing hard to get. Which wasn't the case at all. He just wasn't interested no matter how flattering. His eyes hadn't yet met anyone in particular he was interested in enough to take them to a hotel for a night, but that didn't much matter, what was another night alone when you had a laptop & highspeed internet? & so is the sad life of a sex addict one would say.
The Feebas' deep brown eyes focused on a figure slipping their way into his view & shoving way into dancing before him in close quarters. They didn't say anything not like he'd hear them perfectly anyway over the booming music that was coursing through each sweaty body, instead their eyes gave an allurance as they peered up at the Feebas. If he was not mistaken, the small male before him looked to be a Shuppet? It was a bit rare to see them, which only intrigued him more, but for how long? Without any words exchanged he knew exactly what the Shuppet had in mind, but that didn't mean he was just going to jump in the sack. Their was plenty more bait out there, & some may end up being more alluring than this one, but he figured he'd entertain him until them.You got my mind in the gutter when we touchin' on each other,
rollin' round under covers blowin' kisses like we're lovers,
I like the way you taste when your all up in my face,
bodies touchin', minds corrupting, cause my mind is in the gutter
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 6:04 pm
 【 Miss Apple ❤ 】
The pretty gengar girl seemed so at home in the night club. She was sitting there, perched on the loft that was the "VIP" area with a few girls she knew from the circuit. Her legs were crossed and she was drinking a fruity girly drink. Apple seemed like such a typical girl. As did all the girls she sat with. You'd never guess they were all actually porn stars. Anytime a song one of them liked came on, the girl would call "this is my song!" and they'd all head to the dance floor, a flock of sexy gijinka.
This time it was the charmander girl who called out. Apple followed to the dance floor, hooting and cat calling at anyone she thought was attractive. She was already slightly buzzed from her drinks. She held the glass above her head as she began to sway her hips in the middle of the dance floor. The music was all around her, she could feel it blaring in her body and fake breasts.
"Bitches wish they were us!" she called to her friends with a wink as she continued dancing. Yes, she definitely had attitude to spare.
&&I'm a ********> diva.
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 6:16 pm
  and maybe....you're gonna be the one that saves me...
Of course he was there. He was always there. Not this club specifically, but almost every night he was at one of them. He sat on a bar stool, binge drinking, high as a kite. When the occasional fan took note of his presence, he of course was his perfect charismatic self but inside he was nursing those feelings of self doubt, hushing them with drugs and alcohol as he had always done. Truthfully, this was the only way he knew how to cope.
The sableye was once again approached by the bar tender who carried the build-up of shot glasses away. "Aren't you done yet?" the aged man asked, "Hell no," Salem responded and the man poured him three more shots. The club was so alive, but he felt numb to it all. He was an island in a sea of people and he was perfectly contented that way. These mood swings always got the better of him, despite how great the ups were the down were drastically worse.
 I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know you’ll come back some day
On a bed of nails I wait
I’m praying that you don’t burn out
Or fade away
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 6:55 pm
"He's a beautiful monster" "You're a knife, sharp and deadly"  
Where in the hell was he exactly? Aside form the obvious. He knew he was at a club, but which one? It started with the band he was in somehow convincing him to join them in some sort of 'bar hopping'? Except they were club hopping? It seemed harmless enough at first, until Silas started drinking. He hadn't intentionally consumed alcohol, far from it. He wasn't interested in those sorts of drinks. But, he supposed, somewhere along the way one of his band mates gave him a drink that was slipped something, or the opposite of what they said it was. The Vaporeon made it clear that he wasn't going to consume alcohol that night, if ever, and the only thing he had attempted to drink was said to be non-alcoholic. This is where he came to a conclusion. His band mates probably figured he needed to 'lighten up' since he was always so 'distant' and 'serious'. This train of thought probably lead them to slipping some of their own drinks into his when he wasn't paying much attention, and what was how he ended up in his current 'buzz', and in a club that he didn't know the name of.
He was wandering through the outside of the dance floor, pausing to lean against a pillar in the building for a moment to at least try and gain his bearings. To be honest, Silas had never really drank before, hence why his tolerance was incredibly low. He tried to fight it, the feeling that was coming over him, but it wasn't coming along too well, and he was starting to get annoyed. "Ah, to hell with it," he stated to himself, making his way over to the bar.
The Vaporeon took a seat on one of the many open bar stools, slamming his hand on the counter a bit to get the bar tender's attention. "Give me something strong, I don't care what. I don't want to remember tonight," he said flatly, annoyed at this whole situation. He didn't have any classes tomorrow, no band practice, and frankly, he just didn't care anymore. Tonight, he was going to cut himself loose, just this once.
The bar tender had looked at him with uncertainty, but seemed to comply, returning with a shot glass and setting it down in front of the Vaporeon. Silas stared at it for a moment, a moment of hesitation. It was brief. He soon reached down, picked up the glass, raised it to his parted mouth and swallowed it down quickly, gritting his teeth a little afterwards. It took a moment for him to steady himself, then ordered another. It was already too late to turn back now.
"And it's me that you cut into" "But I don't mind"
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 6:01 am
 I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really wanna mess with me tonight
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He entered the club, paid his entrance money, handed over his id, signed his name, and got his 'Over 21' stamp. It was routine to him. The stamp didn't mean much to him, he wasn't here to drink. He was here to dance and cut loose. He was here to have fun. He entered the room and the thick air rushed to him and brought him to life. He took in a deep breath of the scent of sweat and alcohol. The scent wasn't pleasant, but what it meant was.
He made his way to the dance floor immediately, his hips swaying and his muscles well defined in every movement that he made. He would grind against those near him and twist and turn to anyone that wanted to dance with him. It didn't matter who you were, if you wanted the umbreon's company for a few moments, you had it, if he could only close those red eyes and dance. The beat stole him away and he danced his little heart out.
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Just let me have my fun
I'm not here for your entertainment
I was fine before you walked into my life
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 8:27 pm
 ʆʊӎɩеɳțе
┏━━━━━━━━━┓ As Lumiente dress himself up to go a local club Lumiente could not figure out why he decided to go to so many parties. It's just one party after another. He knew the main reason why he wanted to go to so many clubs. It was just the heat...Lumiente just loved heat. He didn't matter if it was from the weather or if it was just the topic of conversation. Lumiente craved heat and the quickest ways to find any is human interaction. Placing his schoolwork on his desk, Lumiente left his apartment to go clubbing. He hoped there would not be a lot of drunkards because personally he did not like like beer or anything of it's kind...wore him down to fast.
Gripping his motocycle, Lumiente sped to the club. He wanted to get in enjoy himself and get out so he could still be able to study the next day for school. Once Lumiente found the club, he found a safe parking space a block away so he would be sure he'd fine his motocycle when he returned. After what seemed like an eternity, Lumiente entered the club to hear loud upbeat music. Of course he was denied all access to alcohol but that would make sense since he was underage, not like he actually wanted to drink anyways.
Not sure of what to do with himself, Lumiente just followed the heat source and found himself surrounded by a large crowd of people. Automatically fitting into the rhythm, Lumiente shook and lost himself into the beat not even caring about who or what he danced with. He made sure to keep modest distance from anyone who look to young to be his type but everyone else was fair play. No one remember who you were after a night at the club...right?
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 8:59 pm
Aefes Colim ------------- I'm 'bout to make you do the walk of shame,
you never thought you would...
Time is ticking, halters skipping, ready to move
feel like my logics lifting, head is spinning out of control!
You've got my body twitchin', thirst is quenchin', ready to go While his eyes continued search the crowd every once in a while, shifting between the Shuppet in front of him whom he was wavering of losing interest in & at the same time was finding a little interesting that such a small creature was so full of confidence. But that interest wouldn't last forever which was why his eyes wandered until they fell on a bed of hair he hadn't seen before. A red & blonde put together, yet they looked so lovely together, a satisfied smirk grew ove rhis face as he started to weave away from the Shuppet, but found himself stopped by a tug on his arm. Shocked by the sudden tug he looked behind him at his arm that was currently being hugged at by the same Shuppet he was dancing with. From what lighting there was, the Shuppet appeared to be wearing an angry pout which only made the Feebas grin back. It was so cute honestly, but e cute was starting to become over rated lately & he wanted something that was a challenge, not something that was easy to spread like butter. Of course it was nice sometimes, but really it was boring after a while.
Aefes shook his arm loose & slipped away, shoving a random jinka behind him to cut off the Shuppet from making chase, & continued his way through the crowd towards the bed of blonde & red hair. It took him a bit longer than expected, then again how was it unexpected not to take some time weaving through a sea of people? Finally the freckled jinka made his way just near the blonde & red head & took in the small details as he wove around to the front, making sure to even just rub against him a little to find out what reaction he'd have. Hopefully he wouldn't try to strike him, then again, it wouldn't be the first time. Once he was before the male his eyes slitted, giving an almost tired look to them, but more of an arousing look as he continued to dance to the music. It was honestly too bad not much could be said since it would only be drowned out in the music, this guy really looked interesting.You got my mind in the gutter when we touchin' on each other,
rollin' round under covers blowin' kisses like we're lovers,
I like the way you taste when your all up in my face,
bodies touchin', minds corrupting, cause my mind is in the gutter
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 9:16 pm
"He's a beautiful monster" "You're a knife, sharp and deadly"
Silas, even though ordering it, didn't drink the second shot. Before the bartender had made it back to him he was starting to feel pretty out of it already. Part of him was cursing his lack of alcohol resistance right now, but another part of him was glad that it was starting to work so quickly. He left some money on the counter for the two drinks, even though he didn't touch the second, and left the bar soon after. Someone else was going to end up with a free drink tonight, but he didn't care, he didn't want to care. He just wanted to not think tonight, to act in ways that he often didn't let himself do. His band mates were right, he was always serious, always so closed off, keeping his distance. Just for tonight, maybe he'd let himself actually try and relax around others. Though, with the drink he had, he was pretty sure that was going to happen anyway.
The Vaporeon made his way through the dancing and grinding crowd, his hips gradually swaying of their own accord, the music starting to take over his body. When was the last time he let himself move like this? It must've been never, because his brain couldn't supply an answer for him. It didn't seem to matter much anymore. He let his body did as it pleased, sliding his hands up his sides and into the air as he moved. It felt good to let go for a change and just ride the beats that charged his body.
Silas had closed his eyes at some point, but upon opening them came to realize he wasn't where he had started dancing. His feet had moved him else where. He glanced around, doing something he usually didn't, looking for someone to dance with. He was feeling pretty good, and his body felt light. Silas had the urge to feel someone else, someone dancing close to him, closer than he normally let anyone get. He paused for a moment as his eyes fell on an Umbreon nearby. The man seemed to dance with just about everyone, and he was attractive, which Silas would normally never even think of someone else. So, the Vaporeon made his way over to the taller man, his hips swaying once again, willing to accept the open invitation.
"And it's me that you cut into" "But I don't mind"
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 11:01 pm
( long intro post is long )
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 9:28 am
I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really wanna mess with me tonight
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He just stared through half lidded eyes as the crowd continued to shift, the people dancing close to him constantly changing. Some would ask, some knew just to do it without asking. The only response he ever gave to those that asked was a simple nod. Some people would try to speak loudly enough to try to flirt with him, he would just let the music drown them out.
When the vapreon made the move to dance with him, he received it well as he had everyone else tonight. He let his hands slide up the man's hips for a moment thought they didn't stay there as he continued to move to the music, letting the man stay within close proximity.
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Just let me have my fun
I'm not here for your entertainment
I was fine before you walked into my life
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 4:40 pm
"He's a beautiful monster" "You're a knife, sharp and deadly"
Hands sliding up his hips, it felt..surprisingly good, the physical contact. He couldn't tell anymore if it was the drink or him actually enjoying it, but he didn't reject the close contact with the Umbreon. Silas rarely ever was that close to anyone, even himself. He only did the bare minimum when it came to his own body, taking a shower, scratching an itch, putting on or taking off clothes. The Vaporeon wasn't very sensual with himself, let alone anyone else. He found himself moving in ways he didn't often think about, doing things he never did. Maybe it was the way he grew up that made him how he was, and in the morning he probably wouldn't remember much of tonight, but for the mean time he was going to enjoy himself.
Silas moved his hands up, sliding his fingertips over the bangs that framed the man's face, moving down to his jaw line. Even these basic touches were enjoyable for him. He hadn't been planning to sleep with anyone, it'd probably take another drink for that to even be possible, but this simple physical contact was enough for him. It was far more than he ever did already, which was probably a bit pathetic or shocking to most people. But, that's just how he was, always with that wall around him. Now, he himself was breeching his own walls, and allowing another to do the same.
The man was quite a bit taller than himself, he managed to take note of, and had to lean his head back a ways to actually see straight up at him. His skin was dark, his hair even darker, but his eyes somehow stood out against all of that, being a bright, contrasting red. Even with the club lit how it was he could see them. Was he..admiring them? Well, whatever he was doing, he didn't stop himself from it as he continued to dance to the blaring beats. Tomorrow he'd be back to his usual self, but for now, he was kind of glad he got dragged out to the club by his band mates.
"And it's me that you cut into" "But I don't mind"
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 6:34 pm
ʆʊӎɩеɳțе
┏━━━━━━━━━┓ Lumiente was completely lost in the music. Arms hit arms, hips hit hips and no matter what, he didn't stay near anyone in fear of attachment. Moving constantly on, he felt someone bump into his hips. Moving slightly to the side in case the person wanted to move on, he felt that the person didn't relent and from what he felt, it wasn't a female either.
Turning around Lumiente saw a guy slightly shorter than him with a mowhawk that seemed like he was about to past out. Fearful that he was too drunk, or worse drugged, he checked to see if he was alright. From the way he looked, he looked completely fine minus the fact he was trying to come onto him. It wasn't like he didn't want to return it, but they were in public and people may be looking, or worse judging. But from what he saw, everyone was in their own world and just dancing with anyone...so why would it hurt him?
"Are you okay?" Lumiente questioned with a slight accent as he continued to dance against the mowhawked man. Lumiente waited for the guy to make the decision so that he wouldn't look like he was coming onto him. He also moved slightly into the crowd to make sure no one would see him, and while he walking in, he saw a young girl dancing almost like she was lost in herself. Worried for her safety, after hearing the stories his sisters told him, Lumiente kept a close look on the girl in case any guy/girl would attempt to pull her away to do such naughty things.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 6:53 pm
[ryoga: was that at salem? xD ]
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