She got them to take hercard for drinks lying and saying she was 21 with a fake ID. She turned the music up loud not really intending to do much singing till she was wasted. Once the drinks arrived it turned out all they had was shitty party drinks, the colorful acidic kind you put roofies in. She tasted the overpriced offbrand crap with a funny look on her face. It was like drinking melted fruit candy. "well damn heh. HEY WHERE YOU WANNA START? ALSO YOU GOT ANY BIG GOALS RIGHT NOW? IM STARTN A CREW" She tossed chance a rubber yelling over the loud music. For her this would seem to be as natural as a normal conversation. She wouldnt even try to milk him for much. remembering she left the door unlocked she didnt care to do anythimg about it. She almost wished that a*****e who brought the cheap drinks would walk in on them. She tugged on the string of her bikini top as she shook her butt at chance and took her new guitar off to place it on the couch. Looking at the guitar would invoke its voice into ones mind where it would say something to the effect of "Piss.. on.. the WORLD"
Dancing to a badass rhythm with a drummer whos performance would make you think his arms might fall off she turned as she undid her top with a mischevous smile on whipping her hair around to do a funny hair helicopter like one of those old fashion rockers. She had to much hair for much gyro though so she fixed herself back up continueing what she said before "MAKE'N A CREW, LIFT s**t AND PARTY HARD EVERY DAY NO STRINGS ATTACHED UNLESS YOU WANNA GO HARDCORE"
...but I need not be spared from an awesome venture
Status and stuff:
Health/state of being: Fine, healthy, nothing unusual.
Current jobs:
Hostess at various locations. (she actually works for a very clean company owned by someone contracted with devils, any trashy stuff she does is just her being trashy rofl It is known to the school and she gets away with it by not receiving any actual salary, only donations and tips. She also volunteers to do things for the school. She plans to make this a club thing)
starting the hostess club
Social affiliations (and social bonuses)
Her devil type and powers are associated with thieves, succubi, and cutthroats. If you know what she is or who she is one would probably expect her to be the type that steals your car but brings it back later, washed with a full tank of gas. Trustworthy but probably doesn't really care for any rules you don't have time to enforce immediately.
She is a hostess and assumed to be a slut. Even her friends wont really deny the latter but she is also trained as a formal hostess. She has a network to find work, customers, and certain types of people with. Big spenders (real big), gamblers, and frequent troublemakers (the types that voluntarily stand out).
She's a popular hostess/escort-date amongst delinquent types who like to blow all their cash on luxuries. Rumors amongst younger delinquent types reach her faster than normal
She does work for the academy so she is likely to be rather courteous towards professors and other staff even though she isn't officially working for the school in any way whatsoever.
Quotes
Pro Slap
Zarud Helviiryn
Chaos_wolf12
Corvo Bianco
Genji Gincosu
Makako-ma
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Valiant Depression
Thirteenth Teenager
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2015 6:59 pm
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CHANCE
▂ ▂ ▂ ▂▂▂▂ ▂ ▂ ▂ I am war, the new horsemen, and my dad sacrificed so i can live a human life. [Mood:Average] [race:Human/Horsemen] [Thoughts:...]
Wow was all that was going through chance's head. She was nuts...and chance liked it. Catching the rubber, he began to wonder if it was necessary."Maybe we don't need that, my pull out game is strong."He said keeping in the laughter from the phrase.".".".".".".
She smiled opening another and popping it into her mouth to chewlike strawberry flavored bubblegum. Sadly this thing had a better taste than the drinks! She sat on the table swishing the rubbery thing around in her mouth, topless with her jacket hanging off her arms. "Zo waddaya say wanna join'meh? First job will be Picking up some bike parts and getting the lowdown on some fighting tournament." She nommed on the condom while shamelessly playing with the button of her shorts.
...but I need not be spared from an awesome venture
Status and stuff:
Health/state of being: Fine, healthy, nothing unusual.
Current jobs:
Hostess at various locations. (she actually works for a very clean company owned by someone contracted with devils, any trashy stuff she does is just her being trashy rofl It is known to the school and she gets away with it by not receiving any actual salary, only donations and tips. She also volunteers to do things for the school. She plans to make this a club thing)
starting the hostess club
Social affiliations (and social bonuses)
Her devil type and powers are associated with thieves, succubi, and cutthroats. If you know what she is or who she is one would probably expect her to be the type that steals your car but brings it back later, washed with a full tank of gas. Trustworthy but probably doesn't really care for any rules you don't have time to enforce immediately.
She is a hostess and assumed to be a slut. Even her friends wont really deny the latter but she is also trained as a formal hostess. She has a network to find work, customers, and certain types of people with. Big spenders (real big), gamblers, and frequent troublemakers (the types that voluntarily stand out).
She's a popular hostess/escort-date amongst delinquent types who like to blow all their cash on luxuries. Rumors amongst younger delinquent types reach her faster than normal
She does work for the academy so she is likely to be rather courteous towards professors and other staff even though she isn't officially working for the school in any way whatsoever.
Quotes
Pro Slap
Zarud Helviiryn
Chaos_wolf12
Corvo Bianco
Genji Gincosu
Makako-ma
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Valiant Depression
Thirteenth Teenager
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2015 7:28 pm
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CHANCE
▂ ▂ ▂ ▂▂▂▂ ▂ ▂ ▂ I am war, the new horsemen, and my dad sacrificed so i can live a human life. [Mood:Average] [race:Human/Horsemen] [Thoughts:...]
Watching he seductive acts and then her request to join her, he would have to let her in on his secret."Well i would but, sadly im already apart of something big. I'm War of the 4 horsemen."He explained."Even though human horsemen can join houses, i can't.".".".".".
So he was human afterall.. and he even knew about the houses, made things easier. "Heh, I don't give a ******** if ya cant join a house, you'd just be part of my crew get me?" By the way what's that four horseman stuff She stood with unbuckled shorts "got something cool goin on?" The shirtless girl went down to give him the classic party favor while she chatted with him. She wouldn't need a house or anything, a contract would be nice but now she had some funny horse s**t to look into. But for now she just needed a new taste in her mouth
...but I need not be spared from an awesome venture
Status and stuff:
Health/state of being: Fine, healthy, nothing unusual.
Current jobs:
Hostess at various locations. (she actually works for a very clean company owned by someone contracted with devils, any trashy stuff she does is just her being trashy rofl It is known to the school and she gets away with it by not receiving any actual salary, only donations and tips. She also volunteers to do things for the school. She plans to make this a club thing)
starting the hostess club
Social affiliations (and social bonuses)
Her devil type and powers are associated with thieves, succubi, and cutthroats. If you know what she is or who she is one would probably expect her to be the type that steals your car but brings it back later, washed with a full tank of gas. Trustworthy but probably doesn't really care for any rules you don't have time to enforce immediately.
She is a hostess and assumed to be a slut. Even her friends wont really deny the latter but she is also trained as a formal hostess. She has a network to find work, customers, and certain types of people with. Big spenders (real big), gamblers, and frequent troublemakers (the types that voluntarily stand out).
She's a popular hostess/escort-date amongst delinquent types who like to blow all their cash on luxuries. Rumors amongst younger delinquent types reach her faster than normal
She does work for the academy so she is likely to be rather courteous towards professors and other staff even though she isn't officially working for the school in any way whatsoever.
Quotes
Pro Slap
Zarud Helviiryn
Chaos_wolf12
Corvo Bianco
Genji Gincosu
Makako-ma
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Valiant Depression
Thirteenth Teenager
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2015 8:35 pm
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CHANCE
▂ ▂ ▂ ▂▂▂▂ ▂ ▂ ▂ I am war, the new horsemen, and my dad sacrificed so i can live a human life. [Mood:Average] [race:Human/Horsemen] [Thoughts:...]
Chance would smirk as she became nude. Walking towards her as she went low, he decided he would explain what the horsemen are after they were done, he began to fill the room with a small dosage of rage causing a wild reaction that would add fun to the experience. After a good hour and a half of wildness, he would be sitting back nude himself with a cigarette in his mouth."The horsemen....they are a group of special individual's. They can either be your greatest ally, or your worst enemy, they are also known as riders, and omen's of the apocalypses, we tend to stay out of trouble. Hell usually leave us alone for fear of destruction themselves.".".".".".".".
Lamia thought all this search and destroy stuff was fun and all, but there was nearly nothing with which to differentiate it from just hanging out; there was a wide net to be cast, and at all costs the conspicuous aura of the gumshoe mustn't be promoted. So, just go out. Lilith was setting up, and with the system they'd laid down those centuries was flawless for ensnaring a target. You think d**k Morris invented Triangulation? HA!
At this very moment Lilith was tuning the frequency of her illusion to respond to Lamia's, hers, and Chance's energies. The more Lamia just did what she did, the clearer their picture of the city would be, the more accurate the illusion would be, and the more triggers and layers she could build into the matrix system. As she passed through the halls of the Karaoke place, Lamia caught with her discerning eye a sexy time through a crack in the door.
"UH-OH~!" She said from outside. "Drinks are here!" She just had to see what was up. Apparently plenty... As she made her way to the little table to set up some illusory drinks. "Be safe you two--Oh! It looks like you have it," sunglasses, "covered."
She noticed someone peeking in as she plucked the wiry hair from the tip of her tongue. She peered over standing up and smiling with something splattered across her face messily as she pointed, standing there naked aside from something on her ankle, her shorts and bikini bottom. "OI YOU GET IN HERE!! COMECOMECOME CUTIE ITS A PARTY!" the guitar within the room would attempt to speak into her mind, whether she would receive it or not it would try to say "I want to piss into your brain and melt your ******** memories! I want to chop off your nose and shove a cookie in your ******** face! RAWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!" the rage aura in the room would resonate with the guitar. If it could the mostly harmless now enslaved spirit within would just piss on everything.
She lifted a glass staring at it.. then held it up at the person Yelling over the music again "WE HAVE s**t THAT LOOKS LIKE DRINKS! OR YOU COULD PUT THIS GUY DOWN YOUR THROAT, EITHER WAY WE GOT SOMETHING COOL TO DO LATER.. BY THE WAY WHO THE ******** ARE YOU?!" She grinned big as she wiped her mouth off with her forearm not even giving a s**t about looking like a whore in front of a stranger and someone she had just met hours ago. Live hard, party harder. She was no upstanding citizen and didn't need much motivation to do bad. Clearly a devil if you have the power to sense it but this s**t stain on society was like this all on her own, had nothing to do with the nature of her being even if she was a succubus.
...but I need not be spared from an awesome venture
Status and stuff:
Health/state of being: Fine, healthy, nothing unusual.
Current jobs:
Hostess at various locations. (she actually works for a very clean company owned by someone contracted with devils, any trashy stuff she does is just her being trashy rofl It is known to the school and she gets away with it by not receiving any actual salary, only donations and tips. She also volunteers to do things for the school. She plans to make this a club thing)
starting the hostess club
Social affiliations (and social bonuses)
Her devil type and powers are associated with thieves, succubi, and cutthroats. If you know what she is or who she is one would probably expect her to be the type that steals your car but brings it back later, washed with a full tank of gas. Trustworthy but probably doesn't really care for any rules you don't have time to enforce immediately.
She is a hostess and assumed to be a slut. Even her friends wont really deny the latter but she is also trained as a formal hostess. She has a network to find work, customers, and certain types of people with. Big spenders (real big), gamblers, and frequent troublemakers (the types that voluntarily stand out).
She's a popular hostess/escort-date amongst delinquent types who like to blow all their cash on luxuries. Rumors amongst younger delinquent types reach her faster than normal
She does work for the academy so she is likely to be rather courteous towards professors and other staff even though she isn't officially working for the school in any way whatsoever.
Quotes
Chaos_wolf12
Corvo Bianco
Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2015 10:32 pm
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It was sort of a marvel, the speed at which the mind blasted through its hidden processes. By "hidden" I of course mean too fast to really see. It is in these rare moments we may grasp a fractillic sense of the true glory of the immortal human mind; whose perfection is so great it spans all races; whose power is so pure that the only of which it cannot--won't--conceive is its fading. In the time it took Lamia to look back at the other Succubus some of the following and likely more occurred.
Wow... This one really is trying, isn't she? Damn kids. I remember when being a succubus meant--Oh, wow, I really turned into mom there for a minute. That's... Eh, I guess it could be worse.
This one though! Come on, girl. You've at least got to make him work for it. Is this a trade? I'm feeling some interesting energy from this dude, sure, but what's honestly worth your self-respect? I guess this type of thing is fine when you first start, but I at least took the equivalent of billions today in dowries with my virginities... Heh, that was kinda fun, but this guy is way too in control. You only get down to that level to grab the joystick; then you start driving. This girl isn't even doing that! And is she really this drunk? What kinda devil...? Ah, forget it. ... Why do I feel like I have to pee all of a sudden?
"Me? Oh, I don't know, I think this party's a little out of my league..." She played nervous, kinda just to gauge this Succubus. They were becoming so common on the Surface now. That in and of itself wasn't a bad thing, but the caveat to be minded here was the quality if dream-boners out there.
"I'm..." She held up a finger and turned down the music to below screaming volume. Still party loud, just not end-of-party loud. "I'm Liza... It's, um, nice to meet you, Ms. ---" She'd kept her eyes down to give them a chance to become decent, but that definitely wasn't happening.
▂ ▂ ▂ ▂▂▂▂ ▂ ▂ ▂ I am war, the new horsemen, and my dad sacrificed so i can live a human life. [Mood:Average] [race:Human/Horsemen] [Thoughts:...]
Looking at Anri, he realized how wasted she was...How many drinks has she has."She is really waste- Wait a minute! I feel a disturbance in the force."He thought to himself, he stood up, yawned, he was a bit tired and bored. So he...freshened up? i guess thats how the terms is for getting dressed."Who is she?"was what he was thinking."And why does she seem so familiarly rage linked?."Though to himself.".".
"hn" she chewed on the same wrapper looking over where the lady pointed and turned down the music a little. She actually wasnt very drunk at all.. she was just undressed on a karaoke room table in a somewhat public place. She might have been drunk if this place had real drinks but karaoke facilities were notoriously cheapassed. "OI COME ON IN you wanna hunt some s**t with us? Treasure in a land of devils and anguish.. like this one." she didnt even bother dressing. She just picked up her guitar and strummed a few notes to bring out its grungy metal voice. "YOUARETHEUNCHOSENIWILLDEFICATEONYOUSKULL" next up she planned to find something that might actuallt be more desirable. The guitar tried to play off key but it was no match for a devils hands. She laughed not really expecting it to say much or anything really before speaking to the others again with an excited grin on her somewhat plastered looking face in several senses of the word. "what sorta s**t do you guys desire? Lets see if we can grab it!.. oh and im Anri by the way" she didnt seem to feel any sense of shame or special pride. She would just make a goal and charge forward not really caring much for rules or decency at least as long as nobody enforced it.
...but I need not be spared from an awesome venture
Status and stuff:
Health/state of being: Fine, healthy, nothing unusual.
Current jobs:
Hostess at various locations. (she actually works for a very clean company owned by someone contracted with devils, any trashy stuff she does is just her being trashy rofl It is known to the school and she gets away with it by not receiving any actual salary, only donations and tips. She also volunteers to do things for the school. She plans to make this a club thing)
starting the hostess club
Social affiliations (and social bonuses)
Her devil type and powers are associated with thieves, succubi, and cutthroats. If you know what she is or who she is one would probably expect her to be the type that steals your car but brings it back later, washed with a full tank of gas. Trustworthy but probably doesn't really care for any rules you don't have time to enforce immediately.
She is a hostess and assumed to be a slut. Even her friends wont really deny the latter but she is also trained as a formal hostess. She has a network to find work, customers, and certain types of people with. Big spenders (real big), gamblers, and frequent troublemakers (the types that voluntarily stand out).
She's a popular hostess/escort-date amongst delinquent types who like to blow all their cash on luxuries. Rumors amongst younger delinquent types reach her faster than normal
She does work for the academy so she is likely to be rather courteous towards professors and other staff even though she isn't officially working for the school in any way whatsoever.
"You-uh... Got a little something there." Lamia said nervously. After closing the door she got herself settled against a wall and looked at the other Succubus called Anri. "Hunt? What sort of things do you mean?" This dumb b***h thinks I'm not already in the room... Oh, wait! Did she mean the other way? 'Cause no.
"Um, will you excuse me for a moment?" Lamia took the illusory tray with her and headed out to the bathroom. As soon as she rounded the first corner that tray disappeared. All she could think about was her stupid bladder. A little bit later she returned, looking much more comfortable.
"Sorry, tea." She said with a nervous laugh. "Anyway, what's this about hunting things? Is this like geo-caching? I've heard that's really fun! ...Oh, but are you sure you want to do that now? You might get, you know, arrested."
As the other succubus who's name she hadn't heard yet mentioned it a strange little dialog began between Anri and her guitar
"Huh? ******** geocach'n" Anri would say to which the guitar responded "Its the new letterboxing dumb b***h" Anri, quickly flicking it off responded, "WHO ASKED YA!?!"
After a quick back and forth Anri ignored it and went back to Lamia, "if we can get arrested that means there's something good to aim for right? Sounds awesome already. Its illegal so you know its awesome LETS DO IT!... what is it?" She spoke energetically and casually while shoving her anger filled guitar in a small cloth case as it cursed at everyone in the room for being what it believed to be part of a big machine of societies crap or something.
...but I need not be spared from an awesome venture
Status and stuff:
Health/state of being: Fine, healthy, nothing unusual.
Current jobs:
Hostess at various locations. (she actually works for a very clean company owned by someone contracted with devils, any trashy stuff she does is just her being trashy rofl It is known to the school and she gets away with it by not receiving any actual salary, only donations and tips. She also volunteers to do things for the school. She plans to make this a club thing)
starting the hostess club
Social affiliations (and social bonuses)
Her devil type and powers are associated with thieves, succubi, and cutthroats. If you know what she is or who she is one would probably expect her to be the type that steals your car but brings it back later, washed with a full tank of gas. Trustworthy but probably doesn't really care for any rules you don't have time to enforce immediately.
She is a hostess and assumed to be a slut. Even her friends wont really deny the latter but she is also trained as a formal hostess. She has a network to find work, customers, and certain types of people with. Big spenders (real big), gamblers, and frequent troublemakers (the types that voluntarily stand out).
She's a popular hostess/escort-date amongst delinquent types who like to blow all their cash on luxuries. Rumors amongst younger delinquent types reach her faster than normal
She does work for the academy so she is likely to be rather courteous towards professors and other staff even though she isn't officially working for the school in any way whatsoever.
"Oh my... You really don't know?" Lamia had that worried look on her face. She wasn't against fun, per se, but damn these new rules. And the connections! Oy vey... The connections. But I digress. You can't just run around like a headless chicken to find fun. Believe it or not, there's some order in chaos too... Sorry to break you.
"Well, if you're done--*cough*--here," she said pointing down at Chance with her eyes, "then we should probably get going while the night's young... Right?" Now it was time to engage in a little backseat driving. But that stare on Chance's face...
"Um, is everything alright? You seem kind of out of it."
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