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<div style="text-align: center;">Shadow & Scar//F&M//Insanity & Murderer//Pan & Bi//Mentions: Drunk Bois + Seven <div style="text-align: center;">
<div style="text-align: center;">Scar was now unbelievably pissed. He was gonna beat the shit outta Simon one way or another later or tomorrow. He looked back to George, gritting his teeth a bit as he waited for a response.<div style="text-align: center;">
<div style="text-align: center;">The small female gave an undeniably cute, childish smile at his words. She purred a bit at his offer to sit with him, but instead of sitting on the couch, she sat on his lap. To be completely honest, they looked like one of those king and queen paintings you would see. You know? The one where the king sat on a massive throne and is all tall with his small queen sitting on his lap, her arms draped around him? Yeah, they look like that right now.<div style="text-align: center;">
<div style="text-align: center;">The small female rested her head on his chest, listening to the faint murmur of his heartbeat. She had her arms around his neck loosely, her grey one-eyed gaze still watching everybody.
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<div style="text-align: center;">Black Hallow <div style="text-align: center;"> {Jace Cardinal - 26 - Insanity - Blood Freeze - Bisexual - Mentions: Drunk Boys, So on}
Jace sighed as his nose was cleaned and he took the tissues he was offered before standing up and sending a glare to Scar. Jace didn't like being laughed at or judged in anyway, unless he wanted to be. He stumbled over, being careful not to trip again, to an empty spot beside someone(I don't care who) and sat down. Jace was bit surprised at Shadow and Simon and smiled slightly. He glanced at everybody before groaning and laying his head back against the couch.
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George/Puppeteer/M/23/Homo/Controlling/M: Drunk Bois + Seven + Shadow
George new exactly what he wanted to do. "Dare, dare, dare, dare!" He chanted happily practically bouncing up and down for a brief moment. He already had forgotten that he had cut his tongue as he talked. He was excited to do a dare unless it involved... The thought of doing anything even near that would make even someone like Simon's face turn a bright red. Luckily Scar would do that, right? Then again, this was drunk Scar so he had no fucking idea. He turned to Shadow and Simon. He grew a wide grin. "Can you feel," He sang slurring his words but singing rather okay for a drunk child. "The love tonight?~" he laughed loudly. "If I didn't know any better, I say you are about to kiss or something!~" He giggled happily.
(Writer's block! It is killing me! XP ) |
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<div style="text-align: center;">[ Simon ] <div style="text-align: center;"> | M | 21 | Murderer | Pansexual | Mentions: The Drunkards and The Sober Club |
<div style="text-align: center;">He could hear a venomous snarl. Oops. Angered the guard dog. Simon seem to had the knack on getting on everyone's bad side. Didn't really matter in the end, however. He stifled a chuckle, staring at Snarl with mischievous green eyes. He wasn't trying to start a fight. Gosh no. Just some.. 'harmless' teasing. He didn't wish to be inflicted with physical pain. At least not by Hunky Bear. It made Simon's skin itch uncomfortably. Ah! Who cared! He was curious to see what the dare would turn out to be. Hopefully something like, 'drink some bleach'. Did bleach taste good? I mean, he had forced his victims to drink it. Never himself. "Do you believe that bleach tastes good?" Simon ask Shadow, tilting his head with his fake innocent display. <div style="text-align: center;">
<div style="text-align: center;">He snake his arm around Shadow's waist, pulling her closer. He felt a bit uncomfortable, shifting a bit. He smirk, whispering something into Shadow's ear. What he said was not able to be made out. Unless you were her, of course. He let out a chuckle before leaning back. He raise a brow at George. He kiss Shadow's neck, "I thought it was obvious!" He snorted, shaking his head. He glance at George then Scar, squinting his eyes slightly. Hm. Interesting. <div style="text-align: center;">
<div style="text-align: center;">. His nose scrunch up, finally the sense of nausea hitting him like a boulder. Simon eyes widen, confused. "Was I poisoned? I do not feel top notch. Oh my, I am dying. Yes. Yes I am dying. Oh my.." He fret, seeming not as fazed as you would think. I mean-- He did think he was literally dying right now. No tears, dude? Simon cuff his mouth with his free hand, furrowing his eyebrows. "Death is surprisingly dull, " He grumble. "oH SHOOT--" He gasp, gently tapping Shadow's shoulder in a warning.
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Denise/F/Human/ M: Atally, Reen
Denise looked at the person and slowly said, "I'm Denise." She was super confused. Denise looked down at her water glass, and asked, "Who are you?" These people here seemed really rude.
(So so sorry it took me so long to respond! I had some stuff going on. Again, I'm sorry I took so long to respond.) |
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Karma ~ Kross Kasai ~ Male ~ 23 ~ Murderer ~ Mentions: Drunk Dudes, Seven, Shadow Kross turned away from the two lovebirds, and continued drinking his beer. Half of it was on the floor, but he didnÂ’t care. As long as he was having fun it didnÂ’t matter. Besides, it was barely noticeable. He noticed someone in the corner, watching the whole thing unfold. He didnÂ’t see his face, but Kross felt his heart skip a beat. He couldnÂ’t tell how old the boy was, but Kross liked how he looked. Suddenly a little nervous, Kross looked away, and continued having fun. He creeped behind Simon and Shadow. “You guys are adorable! I never would have thought.” Kross giggled a little, and started babbling in what sounded like a different language. He watched as Scar asked George “Truth or dare?”. ‘This is gonna be good!Â’ He thought as George responded with “Dare”. Kross heard shuffling in the darkness. He watched as the stranger left the room for no apparent reason. For some reason, he felt his heart start to break. He was more desperate to get drunk than he was earlier. “Don’t leave me.” He whispered so no one could hear. He took another drink of his beer, still sulking over the stranger’s sudden departure. |
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George/Puppeteer/M/23/Homo/Controlling/M: Drunk Bois + Seven + Shadow
"I have to kiss someone!?" He asked with red cheeks. Scar got up as he said this and left. "WheERe are you gOIng?" George whined sadly. George frowned. Who was he supposed to kiss? Well there was Simon who would be dramatic and stuff. There was Kross who was probably the second drunkest. Then there was Jace. He turned to Jace who was right by him and smirked wildly.
"Heeey Jace!~" he said smoothly looking down at him.. George put an arm around him and kissed him lightly on the cheek. "Ta-daaa! Now it is my turn to dare someone!" He took his arm off him with a small mischievous smirk.
Now he had a good Truth and a even better Dare. He just had to figure out who he should ask. Simon could easily do the truth and the dare more easily. George already knew Jace's answer to the truth and couldn't imagine him doing the dare. Seven probably couldn't answer the truth and-
"I am gonna take aaaaas long as I want!" He said even though no one said a word about taking him a long time. Okay. He thought he knew just who to ask. "Hey Karma!" He said with a evil smirk. "Truth or Dare, buddy?" |
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Karma ~ Kross Kasai ~ Male ~ 23 ~ Murderer ~ Mentions: Drunk Dudes, Seven, Shadow
Kross looked up at the sound of his name. He chugged the rest of his beer. "Huh? Oh! Um... Truth!" He almost forgot about what happened a couple of minutes ago when he spoke. The stranger left his mind as thoughts about the truth thing raced through his head. Kross bounced up from where he was sitting, and walked a little closer to George. He sat back down, and jumped up again, this time walking away from George. He repeated this action until he got a little dizzy. |
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Fusty Dudget said:
Reenira Borelson (Reen) || Female || 18 || Human || Hetero/Bi || M: Atley, Denise
Reen's cheeks tinted pink at the girls stare, did she look that bad? As she watched she thought she saw, could that be a blush on the womans face? Her pink flush turned a deeper shade. "I-I was with the group W-when we ended up here." she stuttered, glancing away, she reached up and toyed with a strand of her short cropped hair, her gaze traveling back up to the other woman, though she didn't get a good look at her as she found herself looking at the first woman again. "W-whats your name?" she asked, her fear beginning to quench a bit, though it was still there, she was trapped in a strange house with strange people.
She gulped down a breath to calm her racing heart, moving out of the closet to sit a few feet away from the girl, her small form still shaking, though not nearly as much. She smoothed her hands down her pants, wiping away the sweat that had gathered on her palms, she had allies, she was safe, well, safer... ish.
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Noah | M | 22 | Homo | hooman | mentions: open
Noah woke up startled, it was dark and he could hear people somewhere near. quickly he got up and raced to find somewhere to hide. he remembered the day previously, they had followed these people and then they knocked them out. he shivered, these were not normal people some of them wore masks and others wore wear outfits, some of them didn't even look human at all.
thoughts were racing in Noah's mind, he was making up plots on everything that could go bad from the books he's read. he waited in a closet until he was sure no one would hear him open the door. his head was pounding and he needed water. quietly Noah wandered the many halls, passing a room that sounded like many 'people' were in it. he counted at least 5 voices.
Noah had made it to the kitchen without any interruptions. the first thing he grabbed was a knife, he was pretty fit and could put up a decent fight if anything tried to hurt him. he then reached for a glass, knocking it over. the glass smashed into millions of parts creating that iconic breaking glass sound. it was to load for Noah's liking hid in a corner, where cabinets left a small space where he could barely fit. Edited at June 23, 2019 06:14 PM by Aselk |
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