funny_guy
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- Jun 22, 2000
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OOC:
Hi, I'm funny_guy, and its been a while since I've posted here. I used to be more active a few years ago... Anyway, here's what I was thinking:
Its a neighborhood party, in some generic suburb with all the generic personalities. We have the Loving Father, the Bombshell Mom, the Two Kids (18 year old twins or some such), the Foxy Neighbor Woman, the Nosy Guy Across the Street, the Runner, the Guy Who's Always Mowing his Lawn, etc. Ever seen "The 'Burbs"? Sort of like that group (only without the Klopeks...).
So we (I'm gonna be Scotty, the Son) are having a Bar-B-Que / pool party with neighbors, school friends, ministers, whoever, but some stuff is likely to go down...
IC:
Gee, it was nice to be out of school finally. My senior year behind me, I couldn't help but look forward to attending State U. next fall. But first, I was enjoying the prospect of relaxing over the summer. And what a better way to kick it off than with a neighborhood block party! Dad had brought up the idea of celebrating me and my twin sister's graduation with a bar-b-que and I thought that would be awesome! Some of my friends are coming, a bunch of neighbors and a lot of people that my parents decided to invite too.
I'd spent most of the afternoon working on the lawn and was just putting the mower away when Ms. Jefferson called to me from across the fence.
"Scotty? Hi there!" she waved me over and I came up to her wiping the seat off my forhead with my t-sirt. Ms. Jefferson was a fox, but the way she acted you would think she didn't even realize it! She was always wearing tight clothing that would show off her nice body. Now, she was wearing her gardening outfit: a flannel shirt buttoned twice in the middle and tied up leaving her navel bared and a large "V" of open skin below her neck, a pair of short jean cut-offs frayed along the seams, dirty gloves with little pink flowers on them, and a wide sun-hat held on by a lacy scarf.
"Hi Ms. Jefferson! Are you coming to our party?"
"Of course I am Scotty, of course! I've been looking forward to it ever since I got that invitation. Are you busy now? If not, I have a couple of jobs for you if you could help me out..."
"Oh, no ma'm, I just finished mowing and would be glad to give you a hand," I answered knowing how much she was happy to have me help out around her house with odd jobs.
"Great, why don't you come on over to the front and I'll meet you there."
"Ok," I replied and watched as she headed through her back door into the house.
... jump in with whatever
Hi, I'm funny_guy, and its been a while since I've posted here. I used to be more active a few years ago... Anyway, here's what I was thinking:
Its a neighborhood party, in some generic suburb with all the generic personalities. We have the Loving Father, the Bombshell Mom, the Two Kids (18 year old twins or some such), the Foxy Neighbor Woman, the Nosy Guy Across the Street, the Runner, the Guy Who's Always Mowing his Lawn, etc. Ever seen "The 'Burbs"? Sort of like that group (only without the Klopeks...).
So we (I'm gonna be Scotty, the Son) are having a Bar-B-Que / pool party with neighbors, school friends, ministers, whoever, but some stuff is likely to go down...
IC:
Gee, it was nice to be out of school finally. My senior year behind me, I couldn't help but look forward to attending State U. next fall. But first, I was enjoying the prospect of relaxing over the summer. And what a better way to kick it off than with a neighborhood block party! Dad had brought up the idea of celebrating me and my twin sister's graduation with a bar-b-que and I thought that would be awesome! Some of my friends are coming, a bunch of neighbors and a lot of people that my parents decided to invite too.
I'd spent most of the afternoon working on the lawn and was just putting the mower away when Ms. Jefferson called to me from across the fence.
"Scotty? Hi there!" she waved me over and I came up to her wiping the seat off my forhead with my t-sirt. Ms. Jefferson was a fox, but the way she acted you would think she didn't even realize it! She was always wearing tight clothing that would show off her nice body. Now, she was wearing her gardening outfit: a flannel shirt buttoned twice in the middle and tied up leaving her navel bared and a large "V" of open skin below her neck, a pair of short jean cut-offs frayed along the seams, dirty gloves with little pink flowers on them, and a wide sun-hat held on by a lacy scarf.
"Hi Ms. Jefferson! Are you coming to our party?"
"Of course I am Scotty, of course! I've been looking forward to it ever since I got that invitation. Are you busy now? If not, I have a couple of jobs for you if you could help me out..."
"Oh, no ma'm, I just finished mowing and would be glad to give you a hand," I answered knowing how much she was happy to have me help out around her house with odd jobs.
"Great, why don't you come on over to the front and I'll meet you there."
"Ok," I replied and watched as she headed through her back door into the house.
... jump in with whatever