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Post by chance on Aug 3, 2009 22:29:17 GMT -5
Chance stared at Jason. 'What a man', he thought. He honestly couldn't remember EVER seeing something that fucking manly. A+ job Jason.
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Post by kassie on Aug 3, 2009 22:45:11 GMT -5
Kassie could tell this guys was ... 'different'. She had tried to introduce herself to him, and he ignored her. To top it off, he started to dance around for no apparent reason. This worried her.
Then a woman and a boy walked in. Kassie walked over to them after the woman gave a confused greeting.
"Hey, welcome to our group. My name is Kassie." She said offering her hand.
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Alphonse
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WHOO HOO! PARTY!
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Post by Alphonse on Aug 6, 2009 17:35:00 GMT -5
Alphonse was, to say the least, bored. He had no fear, as he was more hungover by now and feeling like shit. If he hadn't, he'd probably piss his pants in fear, because although Al acts tough, Al is not.
He knew the ups to staying drunk now and grumbled. If he didn't get some beer soon, he'd be clinging to Jamie like a scaredy cat, claws and all. "Meh," Alphonse sighed. "It's a zombie apocolypse and there's no beer. Go freakin' figure."
On the contrare, however. There was plenty of alcohol--but it was being used for molotovs. And he willingly had done that with all the molotovs that glowed along his belt with the semi-lit light of the gym, along with the pipe bombs ready for use. Just because Al was a drunk did not mean he was a stupid drunk, after all.
Alphonse walked over to Jamie and leaned on him, helplessly. "Jamieeeee," Al whined. "I'm boredddd. Entertain mee~"
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Jamie
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Sexin on myself.
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Post by Jamie on Aug 8, 2009 21:21:19 GMT -5
"I'm almost positive everyone here doesn't want to see me entertaining you, Al." Jamie snickered. Oh him and his sexual jokes, he can't seem to keep them in his mind, no no, they always have to be said. However, even he doubted that saying so during this tough time was even remotely necessary.
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Alphonse
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WHOO HOO! PARTY!
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Post by Alphonse on Aug 10, 2009 15:26:49 GMT -5
"Oh, that's okay, Jamie~," Al slurred. "We could just go behind the bleachers like a couple of teenagers and.." Al leaned up the slight way, being somewhat shorter than Jamie, to Jamie's ear and whispered some very, very naughty things, mostly about certain positions and certain areas that Al knew Jamie liked to be stroked. Afterwards, Al nibbled on Jamie's earlobe as if he was being serious about all the very personal ideas he muttered to Jamie. "So what do you say about the bleacher idea, honey? I think we have at least five minutes before we gotta move on, right? Righttt~? So why don'tcha hurry up and get a move on me?" And that was it, left with a wink. And how could you resist that cute little douchebag face with the emo looking lip ring?
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