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Post by treyowens on Oct 21, 2010 22:51:42 GMT -5
Slipping in the door after a few other loud people, Trey was quickly shot a few glances. Yup, Donnie Darko mask in the house. More than likely he was gonna rip off the damn thing when it got too hot.
outfit, FRANK. yeah, the rabbit over thur.
notes, GOGOGO. anyone. everyone. do it. ;)
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Post by smeegal on Oct 21, 2010 22:58:49 GMT -5
Baby fucking Firefly! Fuck yes! Harper swung her hips slightly, throwing a few quote from the famous Rob Zombie flicks. "Gimme a B. GIMME AN A. GIMME A B. GIMME A Y. WHATS THAT SPELL?! WHATS THE SPELL?!" She one in the crowd screamed out Baby, causing her to smirk. "Damn right." She noticed the Frank rabbit and raised an eyebrow. "Frank!" |
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Post by hayden on Oct 23, 2010 13:41:13 GMT -5
Hayden Danvers came late as usually and very typically for her. She never was one of the first to join the party and always the last. The bass was already pumping and the people inside were dancing their asses off. Not that she minded. She loved parties and always had anyway. She quickly found a drink and took a sip from it, before glancing around the room, trying to figure out, what to do next.
Outfit - Coming
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Post by treyowens on Oct 23, 2010 18:00:01 GMT -5
Turns out this girl hosting this was pretty dang popular, wasn't she? Staring through the rabbit's huge eyes, he felt invincible. No one knew who the hell he was. Or, at least until someone shouted 'Frank'. Donnie Darko was a killer movie then, wasn't it? The rabbit's face turned, teeth grinning broadly. "Shit, that's right." His own teeth grinned in union, hidden behind the mask.
outfit, FRANK.
notes, anyone else is still welcome <3 the more the merrier ;)
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Post by ryton on Oct 24, 2010 16:49:46 GMT -5
  RYTON SKAI LASHINTO[/size][/color] I'M SEARCHING FOR THE MEANING, YOU SAID YOU'D BE MY EVERYTHING[/font] AT LEAST, YOUR WORDS MEAN NOTHING, SO GO AND PROVE YOUR LOYALTY[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/b][/size][/font]
THE SUN WAS gone behind the hoizon and Ryton walked into the front door of Charlotte Reeses' monster of a house. this chick is nuts for having a party here. he looked around the house to see portraits and valuables everywhere. the bass was bumping and the guests were screaming. thankfully, Char lived out on the coast so she had no nosy neighbors. when his eyes set upon Frank the Rabbit from Donnie Darko, he had a great feeling of who was behind the mask. he walked up behind the bunny, tapped his shoulder and whispered, "Trey?" [/blockquote][/SIZE][/FONT] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/b][/size][/font] THIS POST WAS MADE FOR; ANYONE. THE OUTFIT FOR THE DAY IS; WALDO!
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Post by hawthorne on Oct 24, 2010 17:34:21 GMT -5
look at you, you miserable fool.
get off your knees, your prayers fall upon deaf ears. A party was one thing that i always could find myself in. So here i was, definitely sure that i would have some fun tonight, i stepped through the door dressed up as a gangster vixen, or mama, and was able to make a couple head turns. It kind of threw me off though, Italian accents, since the outfit reminded me of the mafia. yeah, my Russian one did some wonders for me so i left it up to imagination for others. Among the crowd, i saw a couple familiar faces and the best one of all was Ryton. Walking up to him, i noticed him tap a guy on the shoulder, so in turn, i tapped his and a sly smile rested upon my face. "Ryton, babe, i found you." Smirking with my Russian accent in play with his costume.
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Post by treyowens on Oct 24, 2010 17:45:59 GMT -5
From behind the mask, he scanned the crowd, soaking in who was and wasn't here. Some he recognized, others he didn't, but, all the same, it was more than likely gonna be one hell of a night. The nice thing about the mask was the idea that he didn't have to deal with people he didn't want to. The bad thing was that some people.. guessed accurately. He turned the massive mask slowly, finding the whisper weird, and the fact that he heard his name even stranger. "Frank." He corrected, staring down at the.. weird outfit he was wearing. "Freckles, who the fuck are you.. Whaddya doin' here? Kinda young for this aintcha.." Hey, he wasn't gonna smack the entire christian religion into the kid, but he was curious. Ryton was in high school. Behind the mask, he gave a 'what-the-fuck' expression at the chick who approached Ryton. "Ah. See you got yourself a girl, too.." Didn't know that would happen, either.
outfit, FRANK.
notes, whee. (:
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Post by smeegal on Oct 24, 2010 21:19:46 GMT -5
Trey. Trey...Owens? She stopped in mid conversation with the random stranger she was converting with. She had lost interest. She knew the response from the scary bunny man sounded familiar. Did he not want people to know who he was? She sighed, strutting away from the group. "Trey FUCKING Owens?" She asked, hoping it was him. "Don't you remember me?" |
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Post by treyowens on Oct 24, 2010 22:12:27 GMT -5
His attention completely averted elsewhere. Of course, somehow, someone else heard Freckle's words. His name was repeated, and not only that, but loudly. First and last. With a big ole 'fucking' in the middle. Now, the night was gonna be even more interesting, wasn't it? There was bound to be another person to add onto this wonderful collection, this wonderful reunion. "Uhh.." He mumbled behind the mask. He wasn't a crowd pleaser, so, yeah, it made him somewhat nervous, but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. "Yeah? Sup?" He had no recollection. He could blame the drink, alright.. but it probably wouldn't solve anything. "...Come again?" No idea who this chick was..
outfit, FRANK.
notes, there's not really a posting order i suppose, but i'm gonna stop here and let other people catch up. ;) 'cause ryton was addressed 'n all.
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Post by ryton on Oct 26, 2010 17:16:51 GMT -5
RYTON SKAI LASHINTO [/size][/color] I'M SEARCHING FOR THE MEANING, YOU SAID YOU'D BE MY EVERYTHING[/font] AT LEAST, YOUR WORDS MEAN NOTHING, SO GO AND PROVE YOUR LOYALTY[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/b][/size][/font]
THE BASS WAS pounding and it felt as though the floor was shaking. Ryton noticed that Throne was behind him and it made him feel like the night was going to be quite fantastic. Trey's, Frank's, response to the given question made him correct himself. "excuse me, Frank." The added sentence of Frank's made Ryton chuckle with pure enthusiasm, Freckles, who the fuck are you? Whaddya doin' here.. Kinda young for this aintcha.." Ryton reached behind him to grab Thorne by the hand. "hey, babe." he grinned his crooked smile at her and turned his attention back on Trey. "dude, i'm Waldo? Ya know? Where's Waldo? and who are you callin' young? I'm not the one with improper english." [/color] Ryton gave Trey a friendly pat on the back and grinned at him.[/justify][/blockquote][/SIZE][/FONT] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/b][/size][/font] THIS POST WAS MADE FOR; ANYONE. THE OUTFIT FOR THE DAY IS; WALDO!
haha whoops! i totally spaced the newcomer(x sorryy!!
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Post by hawthorne on Oct 26, 2010 17:32:27 GMT -5
look at you, you miserable fool.
get off your knees, your prayers fall upon deaf ears. "Ah. See you got yourself a girl, too.." I listened but stayed quiet a bit until Ryton began to speak. The smile just continued to stay on my face while the thought of being called Ryton's girl, repeated over in my mind. It was a kind of funny thought to be honest, considering I'm much more of a hardcore person than Ryton, but still taught him my ways. I never exactly considered it as love, but more like a fling that was on going. Its not like i loved Ryton. He was definitely cute enough for me to date, and possibly love. But hey, this was me; a murderer with a harsh past to prove it, finding love? It seemed unlikely. Either way, i felt a small smile tweak my bright red lips with the piercing as Ryton's hand grabbed mine. I squeezed his hand a bit when listening to what he said in return to 'Frank'. A bright flash of a grin came across my face at the 'tease' that Ryton had done to the other guy. Making me pretty damn happy, i wasn't going to lie. "You know, i didn't think you were going to actually be here. You managed to get away, ha. what did you have to do? kill someone?" I leaned a small amount over Rytons shoulder to speak in his ear, when the timing was good and Frank was distracted. In a way, my words were kidding; but in a way they meant what i said with the words absolutely laced with my Russian accent.
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Post by smeegal on Oct 26, 2010 17:32:43 GMT -5
Harper rolled her eyes at the male in front of her. She nodded her head at Ryton and Throne. She gave them a quick, movie star like smile, which she did to make herself look a bit more like Baby. She had been told she looked like Sheri Moon, so she went for it! "It's Harper Matthews, dude." She said, laughing. |
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Post by treyowens on Oct 26, 2010 18:46:12 GMT -5
"excuse me, Frank." "That's right." His eyes kept averting toward Hawthorne, practically a big question mark on his face. His brows lifted a bit at the hand movement going on between the two. Nah, he didn't care, it was just curiosity. He found it amusing if anything, but, damn, that bitch looked how much older than him? He didn't comment, he just watched, not bothering to make an attempt. "dude, i'm Waldo? Ya know? Where's Waldo? and who are you callin' young? I'm not the one with improper english.""What the fuck is a Waldo.. Ya look like a Clown.. like, the man-.. young man who molests clowns." No, but really, Trey had no idea what he was talking about. "My bad. I mean, that-is-my-bad. I-will-talk-pro-per-ly-just-for-thy-young-buck." There was that crooked grin of his, that humorous laugh.
His eyes shifted toward Harper, wondering why this chick he didn't even recognize was still buzzing about. "Harper? Uh.. When did we.." Spotlight on him. No bells were ringing. "From.. High school? Uh. Been a while, yeah?" Hey, he somewhat faked it. He recognized the name but his memory of her all wasn't there. He looked back at Ryton. "Before you two get uh.. married 'n shit, mind telling me who this is?" Never knew where his sentences were running off to. Definitely not the best english, but it was communicable. Too many 'uhs' all the time. He put his arm around Ryton, jacking him from Hawthorne, and noogied his head roughly.
outfit, FRANK.
notes, OHNO that didn't mean to be that long. owell. you can reply short still. :)
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Post by ryton on Oct 27, 2010 19:02:54 GMT -5
RYTON SKAI LASHINTO [/size][/color] I'M SEARCHING FOR THE MEANING, YOU SAID YOU'D BE MY EVERYTHING[/font] AT LEAST, YOUR WORDS MEAN NOTHING, SO GO AND PROVE YOUR LOYALTY[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/b][/size][/font]
RYTON JUST STOOD and peered at Harper. He didn't really have a statement for her. All he wanted to do was tell her to just leave. Yet he kept his comments to himself. "What the fuck is a Waldo.. Ya look like a Clown.. like, the man-.. young man who molests clowns. My bad. I mean, that-is-my-bad. I-will-talk-pro-per-ly-just-for-thy-young-buck." Ryton began to chuckle and reveal his grin. "All right dude, all right." [/color] still laughing he turned to look at Hawthorne who was about a centimeter shorter than him, he put his hands on her hips, while Trey talked with Harper. He liked being tall, it gave him a good feeling, and view. He giggled at his inside thought. Her gentle features and costume made her look so freaking hot. Ryton didn't want to take his hands off her. Yet when Trey started talking to him again he faced him, still holding Thorne's hand. "Before you two get uh.. married 'n shit, mind telling me who this is?" Trey's attention was back on him and Ryton looked at Thorne and then back at Trey. Ryton was bewildered that these two didn't know each other. "Sorry i though you two maybe knew each other. This is my beautiful lady friend, Thorne, Trey." He kept his stance neutral with an edge of protection to it. Trey is not going to steal Thorne. The fact that he had even thought that was still playing around in his mind. She's not mine. [/justify][/blockquote][/SIZE][/FONT] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/b][/size][/font] THIS POST WAS MADE FOR; ANYONE. THE OUTFIT FOR THE DAY IS; WALDO!
I think the whole party-play is working out tremendously! I mean even though we can post short, some of the posts are still coming out long, but that's okay :DD
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Post by smeegal on Oct 27, 2010 20:43:34 GMT -5
Harper felt slightly awkward around the crowd Trey was currently with. She simple took a sip of her beer in the red party cup. She looked over toward the evil rabbit, her blue eyes seemed hurt for a millisecond. So Trey seemed to not remember her. After hanging out till Junior year, hell, even after he dropped out?!
Jesus Christ, what an idiot! "Yes, High school." She said, a look of doubt on her face. He seemed to be faking it. Harper could easily seen through peoples masks, no matter how good of a liar. Basically, it was from being lied to for many years. "We used to hang out quite a bit back in the day..." She said, trailing off, her eyes curious.
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