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 Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 11:52 pm
You know that game? You spin a bottle, & you spend 7 minutes in a closed area (a closet seems to be the most used area) with the one it lands on, even if you happen to not like them. It's a chance to break the ice with someone you like, or a chance to feed a flame through hatred or just lust. Spend those 7 minutes in silence or just experiment, but you better be prepared for those doors to open when your 7 minutes are up, 'cause if your not you'll be caught red handed in action.
But that comes after kiddies~ Spin The Bottle is a lovely teenage game. Only instead of just kissing there's more~ (See picture for what's to be played) Yup, another juicy game but this time you can't hide! Will you have to sing a song to someone? Or perhaps nibble an ear? The chance is all up to where the bottle halts.
Karaoke is also going to be held at the party, whether you want to or not, your going to end up singing alone or in a duo with someone. Let's hope you don't have stage fright!
Setting: There's a small party going on, but no one seems to know who's holding it. Odd enough, you arrive for the party & end up playing 7 Minutes in Heaven. Let's hope you get lucky!
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Anyone who has idea's for other games like this I'll be glad to add up here, just PM me the idea & what you do in it. I'd like this to be a rather interesting turn of things.
As for how the game I have is going to work, you post action the random number thing between 1 & how many people are in the roleplay. I'm going to have everyone listed as they ask to be part of this & you work from there. Meaning since my character Star is going to listed first, Star is number one. Get it? Got it? Good! Now send those PM's & let's get this party started it!
For Spin the bottle, you post action Random Number. Generate numbers 1 through 14. You will have to post twice, and each time, you will have to generate a random number. 1st post would be of the person. 2nd post would be of the actions. I will update this later if needed once more people join.
1. Say something that makes your partner blush
2. Kiss neck
3. Kiss anywhere
4. Tickle your partner anywhere
5. 10 seconds massage
6. Sing a love song
7. Players choice
8. French kiss
9. Nibble ear
10. Kiss for 30 seconds
11. Spin again
12. Kiss anywhere
13. Hug partner
As for the Karaoke, unfortunately, you wont be choosing the song. Whether you know the song or not will be all up to you, but the songs will be picked at random by the playlist I have chosen in the next post. You can ask me to add a song onto the playlist, but just remember the theme here! I wont be adding a song that has nothing to do with love, lust or anything of the silly sort.
We are starting and all slots are filled!!!
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All credit goes to Mokumoku Hoshi.
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 11:56 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 6:43 pm
OKAY! I MADE IT WORK!
ROLE PLAYING NOW!
START POSTING!!!
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 7:17 pm
xxx . THE . GLACEON . 【 crystal 】xxx▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ 
Crystal didn't understand why she was here. She didn't know why she even came. After receiving an invite text from an unknown caller, she just left her home and here she was. The glaceon felt a bit naive as to coming to this place. She could have been invited to a person's home to be kidnapped, raped, and slaughtered. She felt stupid for coming. But she came anyways. However, in the text, she could tell it was a female. With the style of texting and the '<3' at the end of the text message. But still. It could have been a guy texting like a chick. Crystal pushed this thought away from her mind, just sitting in the beautiful hotel suite. It seemed like she was the only one there. Well...the party was supposed to start at 5:30 pm. It was 5:15. Early. The scene girl sighed and just relaxed her tensed muscles. Slowly sinking into the comfortable sofa that the hotel provided. This hotel suite looked extravagant and expensive. It was one of the suites that were given to a celebrity. Was the host a celebrity? Hm. Crystal was social...somewhat. But she can't decipher who the host was. And if it was someone she didn't know, how the ******** did he or she receive her phone number?!
Crystal sat there, her hand reached to her cheek, her black painted fingernails scratching the itch on her face. Her dark teal eyes stared blankly as her eyes wandered the suite. She was bored. Where was everyone else? Hopefully, she wouldn't be alone. Her teased, rough blue hair made her appear taller, adding an inch and a half to her short height. The glaceon's silver piercings glistened in the florescent lighting. Making them shimmer. Slowly, her hand slid down her skinny jeaned thighs, then moved to her front pocket. Her black fingernails slipped through the pocket and pulled a black Droid from her pocket. The pad of her finger tapped the screen, lighting it up automatically. Her finger began to tap the touch screen of her fancy cell phone. Checking her facebook while she waited for others to arrive.
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 8:17 pm
  and maybe....you're gonna be the one that saves me...
Salem was more than familiar with the setting as he entered the fancy hotel. He lived his life out of places like these. Despite all the money from his career as a rockstar, he had no home. He saw no need for one as he was always travelling. Hotels were more suited to him. And to tell the truth, he wouldn't know what to do with an actual home. The rocker finally located the suite. He recalled the last party, and the subsequent fling with that annoying flygon.
He wondered who would be at this one, surely it would be an interesting surprise as the last one had been. The sableye entered the suite and saw only one girl, an scene looking glaceon sitting off to herself on her phone. Pretty typical for the generation. "Lively party," he said with a laugh. He gazed at the girl with a mock infatuation, "Well hunny, why'd you invite me here?" he asked jokingly, "Just had to get a taste of the famous rocker?" he continued. If nothing else, he could annoy her and make things a bit more interesting, though he hoped she wasn't the overly serious type.
 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: Sun Nov 14, 2010 8:52 pm
xxx . THE . GLACEON . 【 crystal 】xxx▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆
Crystal continued to surf Facebook over her Droid. Then, she began texting her friends. Tapping the keys on the illuminated screen, typing a message to her friends. Her friend, a rapidash named Hunter, texted her, making her phone chime for a second. She looked down to the screen, reading the text : "wtf r u duing @ a party invitd by a strngr?" The glaceon's glossed lips curved into a smirk as her teal eyes scanned over the message and she replied. "idk. was bord. & i thot it wod b fun." She pressed send and awaited for her friend to reply. Then, her deep teal eyes looked to the opening door of the hotel suite. The scene girl stared at the rocker boy. Crystal smirked at his appearance. She easily recognized him from the Death Dolls, which was a metal band where the guitarist went on a hiatus. She had every song they made on her iPod. Rather than being a screaming fan girl like most girls, she acted nonchalantly and as if she hadn't a clue who this man was. The glaceon stared at him. His icy blue eyes which reminded her of her home in Alaska...those winter nights. His lavender hair that reminded her of the summer flowers in her home town. His skin pasty and pale, but not as pale as hers.
The sableye made a comment about the party. Was he invited? Huh. That's odd. She couldn't help but smirk at him. "I know, huh?" she replied with a chuckle. Crystal stared at him, then looked to her phone. Still waiting for the reply by her rapidash friend. Still nothing. Then, she heard Salem in his rough voice, asking her why she invited him and joked about getting a "taste" of the tiny a** rock star. She couldn't help but snicker to herself. Yeah. Right. Like she'd want to have a taste of him. So she began to play along. "Oh yes. I want a taste of you and your tiny a**," she joked, but her comment of his small butt was slightly harsh. Shaking her head, she chuckled. Her dark eyes return to her phone. "I didn't invite you. I didn't invite anyone. I am just here because I received an invite. I have no ******** idea who invited you or me," she admitted, her smirk now a small frown.
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 9:38 pm
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Call me the worst
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x [[ Death dolls never broke up xD Dresden just took a break, they kept going without him. ]]
Edan had spent the earlier part of the day with his band - no not some big famous band, just a couple of friends that happened to play instruments. For the most part they were mediocre at best but Edan did have some impressive skill on his bass. When he got the text message requesting his presence at a party he was fully prepared to ignore it and continue with their practice but after a round of teasing from his friends, about the possibility of it being some lady that he'd concealed from them, he found himself forced into an ultimatum. His friends had decided he would get his phone back once he decided to actually attend this party. Otherwise they would assume it was a lady and he wasn't getting his phone back.
Truth be told, part of him was curious and wanted to attend, otherwise he would have found a way to snatch his phone back and stop his buddies from their teasing. But he was just interested enough to let them have their way. After a bit more teasing from his friends as he fixed up his messed hair and put on a jacket to cover his usually bare chest - he was off to the party.
Now he found himself at the door to the place, wearing his usual torn up tan jeans, combat boots, tattered mesh top, with a small leather jacket to cover the bare skin of his chest, his bass safely in it's case and flung over his shoulder (he just brought it along instead of stopping by his home to drop it off). He gave a brief knock on the door but when no answer came within the short time that he considered to be reasonable, he let himself in. The scene was quite short of what he would consider a party but he did see a familiar face, quite familiar. "Salem..?" he looked almost frustrated as he stared at the sableye, "Again?" he asked, more to whatever forces were at work pulling them together than to the tiny rock star.
He kicked the door shut now, accepting his fate. He was here already, he couldn't just leave. He glanced towards the girl that Salem had been conversing with, a glaceon that didn't seem all too amused, more interested in her cell phone than the 'party' that seemed to be barely existent. "Well...guess I'm early for once.." he remarked, his usual tardiness abandoning him the one time it probably would have been appreciated. "So who sent the text?" he asked, holding up his open cell phone, the lighted screen displaying his invite. And oh, if it was Salem, first off how on earth did he get his number? Secondly, he would wring his neck.
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Nothing really lasts forever
I kept my whole life in a suitcase
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 10:06 pm
"Fly, fly, fly away"  
"A party?" he'd asked one of his many friends, who was trying to convince him to take the guy's place in some random party invite he'd gotten on his cellphone. Cellphones were a contraption beyond Sheiye, not that he couldn't use one, but he always thought they were a bit pointless to have. Whenever he wanted to talk to someone, he went and talked to them, whenever he wanted to see someone, he went and saw them, or they came to him. He was always moving around, always meeting new people and people he'd met many times before, so he'd never had much of a reason to try and get one. That, and there was the time his friend told him to hang onto one for him and Sheiye dropped it from a roof building during a jump. That guy never saw his phone again, and he himself just realized it would've been very impractical to have one. He'd be replacing them by the hour, which he couldn't afford.
The Lugia was running, leaping down from a small convenience store rooftop, winging a back flip to land on top of the closed metal dumpster before hopping down onto solid street pavement. He hadn't planned on it, but curiosity wouldn't let him not go and he didn't have much to do that day anyway. He ran over across the street, catching an interval when no cars were passing, and stopped in front of a large hotel's main doors, glancing up at the large scale building for a moment with his mouth hanging open just slightly. "If I could jump from that and live.." he mumbled to himself, giving a small resigned sigh, "always just a dream." He readjusted his white tank top, pulling his necklace back around so that the charm hung down in the front, ruffled his hair a bit into a more organized mess, the narrowed end stopping just short of his knees, brushed off some of his white cargo pants and moved his arms forward, pushing cold doors open with warm palms.
The first thing he saw was the back of a red haired man and a guitar case, stepping inside after a moment and letting the doors close easily behind himself. The Lugia's purple eyes glanced around the room as he took some more steps inside, walking over casually to take a seat on the arm of a lobby chair. A rather modern-day looking Glaceon, a short Sableye, and a frustrated looking Vulpix, no one he recognized from anywhere he'd been. "So this is the party?" he finally spoke up, expression curious, "I hope it gets more exciting than this."
"Or run to make your escape"
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 11:16 pm
xxx . THE . GLACEON . 【 crystal 】xxx▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆ ▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆▆
Crystal waited for the rocker boy to reply to her or say something. But a knock at the door made her attention switch from the tiny sableye to the door. More people? Then, the door swung upon instantly, revealing a punkish male ginger with his skin infected with tiny brown dots all over his pasty skin. He dressed in combat boots, a brown pair of torn jeans, a sexy tattered mesh top, and a black leather jacket. A bass case was strapped to his back, the strap across his chest. The glaceon smirked at the sexy vulpix. He was very handsome. She then noticed his frustration as he saw the sableye. Not bothering to say anything, she returned her eyes to her phone. But still listening. Just in case things got dramatic. Because obviously, the vulpix knew the sableye and was not happy with it. Her fingers tapped on the screen of her Droid, continuing to play on it. The glaceon heard the vulpix's remark but didn't bother to speak. But then, he asked out loud about who sent the text. Crystal looked up, her dark blue hair hovering over her teal eyes. Her eyes looked to the text, which was similar to the one she received a few hours ago. "I dunno," she answered, which was more like an answer that was spoken for every invited person.
Crystal's attention turned to a lugia, who entered through the door momentarily after the vulpix. He looked a bit interesting in his outfit of white. She smirked softly at him. He wasn't bad looking. Crystal glanced to each male. noticing that they looked similar...with their mohawks and punkish attire. All of them weren't bad looking. They were...well..hot. Hearing the lugia, she shrugged."Hopefully...it will," her voice spoke in a dull tone. Her eyes scanned over the male lugia, whose white mohawk was long in the back. Draping over his back. She noticed at the sides of his head, it was dyed deep blue and shaven. His outfit was just casual white cargo pants and a white tank top. This boy sure liked white.
[edited...sorry...eyes are all messed up. ew....my rping skills are getting horrible nao. >.<]
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Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2010 11:24 pm
[[ Hailooo, Sheiye came in through the door not too long after Edan lol. ;; ]]
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 3:28 am
{ Hailey, could you please please please set the color of your posting to a darker color? I can barely read it ... ;w;
I'll be posting soon, in school for the next four hours orz }
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 4:24 am
 Ａｎｅｔ Ｍｅｔａｎ It was odd enough only he was invited. Very odd. It was quite out of the ordinary actually because not many people went out of their way to invite of anyone form his band to go anywhere with them. Unless they were inviting Xayu first anyway. Shaking his head, he shut his Alienware Droid phone after reading over the invite a few times & smirked. For some reason he was half expecting that babe he met on the cruise to be the one texting him. It would explain everything he was wondering if it was. If it wasn't, he just back to where he was now. Lost. Yawning after his small nap, passing out next to his best bandmate Xayu, he stretched upon pushing himself up from the lush bed he owned in a equally adorned black, blue & gold based room fit for royalty. Almost. Besides the well decorated room, there were a few things out of place with it. Which was a large tv built into the wall across form his bed, a small blue loveseat rimmed with gold at the end of his bed & numerous amounts of the latest game systems & games to his liking. Each system was coated in a cover of either yellow or blue, the system itself being pure white.
Once sitting up & glancing over his surroundsings to make sure nothing was missing, before sliding off the bed, swiping Xayu's phone as he stood & immediately started texting up a message on it to leave it on his stand when the Luxray finally awoke. Seemed he was doing it more often lately, perhaps the old man was just getting exhausted. after tapping the lit up keys with his message, he peered at the Luxray once more, smirking. It was funny he didn't even look his age, but it didn't change anything about his fans no matter how young. In fact, Anet was bit envious of it. Chuckling softly he turned, dropping the phone on the stand & headed for his door in black, rimmed in places with gold, heading out of the royally adorned room out to another in a shade of light blue & gold. The entire mansion they owned was practically the same to match all of their colors. It took him no more than a few moments to descend the stairs quickly colored in a black marble just meet a small 13 year old Shinx with his mouth full holding a sandwich in it with a plate of other sandwiches as well. Through muffling the boy tried to ask him where he was going, & Anet couldn't help chuckling over his adorable nature before waving on the way out & calling. "I'm heading to meet that chick I met on the cruise. I'll back back later." Again through muffling the Shinx chimed an "Okay" just as the door shut & continued scuffling his way towards the livingroom. Anet though decided it wouldn't be much of a risk to walk to the adress since it wasn't that far anyway; & by the time listed he had plenty of time. By 5:17 he was finally reaching the lot of the place, remembering vaguely of this hotel he'd been at a few times already. It took him nore more than a minute to reach the doors to find more males around than females, but no sight of Apple at all. Looked like he wasn't the only one invited, but the place was already look like a sausage fest. But that was just on the outside of the glass doors. All of them appeared to have a mohawk of some sort as well, while the girl had a towering bush on her head. Grimacing again about the quantity of males he trudged in with his usual attire of tight blue & yellow striped shirt, barely covering his torso as well as his over shirt, the ends checkered in black & yellow, his skinny jeans barely concealing certain things, both legs were opposite colored of yellow & blue, two straps in yellow & blue hung form behind & from there stuck out a fully operating blue tail, imitating that of a Manectric's. Up to his knees were black boots with opposite colored zippers & buckles. "Soooo... Don't tell me this is going to be a big sausage fest." He chuckled weakly, getting a better look at them all as he set his hands on his hips. If he was gay, not saying he is! Cause like hell he'd lay with another man... Unless it was Xayu & another woman. But if he was, they all looked like pretty good lays. Even the irratated looking red head. But that wasn't the case. He wasn't gay. He wasn't. Even if he didn't look it. Denial is such powerful thing isn't it?
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 9:21 am
A frown crossed the scene boys face, as the little mysterious party invite covered the lit up display on his Droid. An eyebrow raised he read it through several times. Odd, he didn't know a lot in this town, and already, a party invite. The invite itself was not so peculiar, a regular text, time and place etc. Nothing wrong at first glance. But . . . well, where to start? First of all, there was no sender. He had no clue who the text had come from, which led him to the second point. Where the hell had this person got his number from? He had no buds in town, so no one could possibly have given it out. But the writing.. it seemed like one of those chicks from his home. The writing style, the usual text language. Well, theories. He wouldn't get them confirmed by sitting here all day. He stood up, glanced around.
A small sigh escaped through his pierced lips, and he put the phone away, laying it on the black tea table beside him. The place the party was being held at wasn't that far away and one glance at the clock on the wall told him that he had plenty of time. Time for what? Was he even going? To a strangers party. . . was it safe? He leaned forwards, elbows on his thighs, head in his hands. The Staraptor considered things twice - not really something he did a lot of, usually jumping to conclusions, never hesitating to start a fight. It'd be fun, he convinced himself, and, if the unfortunate was to happen that it would not be fun, he could always kick some up, himself. In his own manner. The thought brought a grin to his face. He stuck his tongue out slightly and wet his lips, before the tongue disappeared inside and the grin faded, and left his face as expressionless as ever. Might as well, he confirmed to himself aloud. Might as well.
He got himself in his usual clothes, a plain, red, fur trimmed hoodie, the fur trim being dark grey, them going into beige. Not exactly stylish, but what the hell. Black skinny jeans and red and black checkered, worn vans. His favourite attire, to be confessed, or at least, close enough. He adjusted his lip piercings, looking a few times at himself in the mirror, then putting in triangular, black 1.2" stretchers in both of his ears. He took another glance at himself, then went off to spike the short hair in his back. Then he went out, leaving the door closed and locked to his small apartment, closed and locked tight.
It had taken him about ten minutes to get to the hotel. A nice hotel. . . Okay, understatement - it was a real fancy schmancy hotel. He wasn't the curious type, but even he was a tad curious to find out how the suite looked like, where the party was held.
The scene inside the suite was... not quite like a party. A couple bored people, looking around, seemingly all asking the same question - who was the host? Anthry rose an eyebrow, looked about, looking everyone over. Quite a few attractive ones, males mostly. Though, a scene girl, a glaceon, in the couch caught his attention the most. She wasn't stunning, but definitely a beauty in her own way. He smirked and slid himself inside, closed the door, hands in pockets watching everyone from beside the door.
A redhead, a vulpix by the looks of it, stood up, cell phone in hand, arm raised into the air, asking loud who had invited him. Everyone remained silent, Anthry also, of course. He, himself, wondered too. He smirked again, closed his eyes, lowered his head. "Instead of wondering so much, why don't get this party started already?" In fact, he wasn't sure if anyone even heard him, he was somewhat far from the others, and his voice wasn't particularly loud. He sighed and answered himself, arms crossed over his chest, his thin body leaning against the wall. "What a drag."
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 10:23 am
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Crystal stuck out like a sore thumb among the punkish looking males. With her tall, teased, blue hair, her lips piercings, her .7 " inch gauges in the lobes of her ears, and her thick eye liner that lined her dark teal blue eyes. She felt different. Weird. She felt like she was the only scene girl or emo in the country. She hadn't seen any of her kind around the city at all. So she presumed she was the only one. She continued to search the web on her robotic Droid phone from Verizon, her tongue pushing the snake bite piercings in her lips so they pushed out and fiddled with her silver lip piercings in a bored manner. Crystal then heard her cell phone give a robotic chime, indicating that she had received a text. The pad of her finger tip pressed the onscreen button, with a small graphic of an envelope. This opened up her inbox with her text messages. She pressed the screen again, opening up the text message that was sent to her by her fire horse gijinka friend. "just b safe. k. btw hu is ther? any1 u kno?" the text read. Rotating the Droid horizontally, she slid the small keyboard from the phone and her thumbs rapidly began to press keys, entering a reply to her friend. She didn't bother to look at the screen, already knowing that it had rotated for her horizontal use. Crystal then glanced at the screen for a moment, then pressed 'SEND'. "nah. jst a lot of bois r here. hot 1s 2. lol" read her reply. The door opened once again, letting in a manectric in now. A male. The glaceon looked up from her cell phone and to the newcomer. His skin was an odd pigmentation of tan. A pale tan. His hair was abnormal as well. A bright yellow and spiked. Hardened with gel and hairspray. His attire was interesting. Yellow, electric blue, and black. Checkered and striped. His outfit adorned with zippers and accessories. Crystal's teal blue eyes focused on the oddly pointed ears. That was abnormal. She also noticed a tail, limp at his back side. What the heck?! That was just weird.
The manectric chuckled, begging to not tell him that this was a 'sausage fest.' Honestly, she didn't care. She was a heterosexual female in a room with sexy punk and rocker males. If Crystal was like any other girl, she would call this Heaven. But she wasn't so interested in relationships and one-night-stands, fearing of her heart being broken like so many times before. She approved of flings, just a relationship where it was casual and felt interest, but no passion or love. The glaceon ignored the manectric's comment and her attention turned to the door, opening once more to let another male inside. But this one...he was different. He was...scene looking. More emo than scene though. Crystal stared at him. He wore a red hoodie with a dark grey and biege fur trim. Black skinny jeans clung to his legs and his feet were in the traditional Vans. He caught her attention, after coming a conclusion that she was the only scene girl / emo in the city. The glaceon stared at the staraptor, staring at him with her cold, dark ice eyes. Her eyes never warmed and looked like black ice in the shape of orbs. Crystal listened to the Staraptor suggest that they start the party, and she nodded in agreement. Already...it was dull. They needed more people. She was okay with being the only female in the room. Her dark blue eyes returned to the screen of her Droid, now just fooling around on Facebook. Updating her status with "this party bites."
Out of sheer boredom, the glaceon stood to her feet, and trudged toward the phone, which rested on the desk near the living room of the suite. She stood in her usual attire of her blue and black striped tank top, which exposed her cleavage only slightly, which was mostly covered by her open, fitted black hoodie, with the markings of the glaceon's back printed upon it. Around her waist and legs were her crisp white skinny jeans with the pretorn legs, which covered her rear and her "clam". Up to her ankles, were her blue Converse high tops with the black shoe laces. The scene glaceon reached her hand for the phone and removed it from the stand. She could hear the tone of the phone, buzzing in a low voice. Her fingers tapped the few numbers that called the Room Service in the hotel, each button she pressed made a beep noise through the phone. Then, she pressed "#" and awaited for the phone to ring on the other end. Then, someone picked up the phone to answer. "Hello, Room Service." The voice was of a male, who sounded upbeat and joyful. "Hey. I'd like to get some ice cream. Vanilla," she ordered. "Alright. Thank you. It will be there in a few minutes," replied the man. Click! Crystal hung up the phone and returned to her seat on the couch. She was hungry. And this d**k or b***h was going to pay for her being here. She didn't want to come, but was tempted by her or him. Stupid person. The glaceon looked to everyone and then to her phone. Unsure what to say.
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