Party down

Big Daddy

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Hi,im starting a new thread about some friends at a party
but they drank a bit to much and thats when things start to heat up..... needs a few people. can join at any time!
 
OOC: Yeah, what kind of party is this?

Kara
18 y/o
college freshman
long, wavy chestnut brown hair
olive green, almond shaped eyes
36C, trim and muscular body
 
Re: OOC: Yeah, what kind of party is this?

OCC: Thanks, Tiggs...just getting the hang of this!

Rachel
20 y/o college junior
short, curly dark hair
impishly dark brown eyes
Artist just discovering her attraction to women, but still afraid to admit it. Compensates by sleeping with a lot of the wrong kind of boys.
 
Should we start the thread and let people join while doing the thread, or just wait until we have anough people????
 
Kara:

With a slight giggle, Kara sat down next to Trent, almost spilling her beer. "Damnit bitch! Watch what you're doing!" he exclaimed, smoothing out his State sweatshirt. "You almost got Bud on my good school shirt."

"Sorry," Kara said, frowning slightly. "I didn't mean to. Is there anything I can do?"

Trent smiled at her. He was almost leering at her as he contemplated her offer. She was a new girl, a freshman, undiscovered terrain. He would score pretty big on the points scale if he was first into her panties...

He quickly dismissed that thought. "Naw, it's okay," he said to Kara. "No harm done. Just be careful, okay?"

All Kara could do was nod her head. She had already had 3 beers, and she wasn't used to drinking. Her head was spinning and she felt tipsy.
 
Trent

Smirking to myself, I watch with great interest as this new girl tried her best to look like she knew what she was doing. Stupid bimbo probably never had a drink her life till today. Just another freshman, trying to fit in by downing a few cold ones.

Looking her over for awhile, I grin as I begin to think again about how much I could brag about nailing a virgin. It had been a few months since I’d done that. And this girl looked like a slut just waiting to be let out. All she needed, was some beer in the system to get her started.

"Here, let me get you another drink." I tell her as I help her back over towards the bar. Helping her so that she doesn't fall and make us both look stupid, I let her stand beside me as I refill her cup.

Trying to make small talk, I put up the nice guy act "Your names Kara right? I thought I had seen you in one of my classes." She simply nods as I hand her the drink with a smile.
 
Rachel:

Rachel sneered at the impending action that was taking place between Kara and Trent. She never came to these damned frat parties; bad American swill, asshole jocks, and silicon-enhanced bimbos filled her with a rage she was not entirely in control of. What the hell was that Kara chick thinking, giggling at the future date rape? Didn't she realize that guys only thought with their dicks?

Rachel took a long slug of the Corsendonk she brought for herself. Kara had just bent over with drunken dizzyness, and Rachel couldn't help but glance down her shirt and notice the freshman's ripeness.

Rachel cleared the discomfort from her throat and wondered at the moistness that was developing between her legs.
 
Kara:

Handing Kara another beer, he slid his arm around her shoulders and said, "Maybe we should head upstairs?" He noticed a slight look of concern in her eyes and quickly added, "Just to get away from all of this noise, that is."

As best she could, Kara pondered that idea. It seem, to her, logical and sincere. And, Trent was one of the best looking guys at school. All of the girls fawned over him. Kara thought herself lucky to be the object of his affection tonight. With luck, she may even become his girlfriend.

The two walked up the stairs, Kara gabbering away. Trent looked over his shoulder and smiled at the girl who had been sitting alone, watching them. He could see in her face that she was angry. Most likely at him, or his kind of person. He winked at her before he and Kara were out of sight.
 
OOC:sure,
Alex,19y/o male 6'2 dark hair,muscular but slim body.

I quickly headed to the table where a six-pack was sitting,as i walked down the hall i saw a buetiful girl walk past,as i stared at her i made a quick thought to myself(note:get in bed with her later.)and grabbed a beer.
 
Trent

It was a good thing I that got Kara away from that other chick. I could tell, by the look in her eyes, that she knew what I had planned out for the idiot freshman. The look in her eyes also told me, that she didn't approve of it much herself. Either that, or she was just jealous that I wasn't going to use her for my sexual needs. Most likely it was the second one. Girls just couldn't get enough of me most of the time. Can't realy say that I blame them for feeling like that about a stud like myself.

Not realy paying attention to what she was saying, I led Kara up to a room that I knew would be perfect for us. "This looks like a nice room to use for... talking." I tell Kara in a sweet, sincere sounding voice as I open the door for her.

She walks into the room, a cup of beer in her hand, as I close the door behind us. "You look tired, Kara. Take a seat and let youself rest for awhile." I tell her with a small smirk on my face. There was no chairs in the room, which meant she would have to use the bed to sit on.

Sure enough, she takes a seat on the bed as she begins to finish the beer in her hands. Grinning to myself, I take a seat next to her as I begin to mentaly pat myself on the back for things going the way they have so far.
 
James an English student wandered idly through the party. He sipped his beer and glanced around for someone to talk to. He was good looking, medium height, with a slim well musceled frame. He had wavy black hair and emerald green eyes. He had a soft english accent that seemed to make all the American girls orgasm on the spot. His wandering gaze stopped on Rachel who seemed to be along so he moved over towards her to start a conversation. "hello" giving her a warm smile, "enjoying the party?"
 
"What the fuck was that asshole Trent smirking about?", Rachel fumes to herself as she watches Trent lead Kara up the stairs like they're going to Sunday tea. She is tempted to trot on up there like a cigarette girl, offering up a selection of condoms in a variety of colors and textures for her pleasure. She admittedlty has had a crush on Trent since freshman year, but she marvels at the fury she feels at this moment.

She glances at the cute English boy that just approaches her. She knows James from her honors English class, but formally brushed him off, filled with acid memories of former experiences with English guys. Still, that acvcent just does something to her...

"So what brings you to the land of false promises of freedom?", Rachel inquisits James, with all the fury of those former Spaniards. She tugs at her tan suede skirts in a futile attampt to hide her black undies.
 
OOC:Am I still welcome



Damien Darc
18
jet black hair
dark brown eyes
gothic in appearance
Ear heavily peirced eye brow once and tounge once


Ic:I arrived a little late to the party.Why do I even go to these things i ask myself.I knock on the door and it opens....
 
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