Teen Dream World Cruise (open at any time)

Wolk

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Now that he was 18, Scottie was finally given the large, luxurious, opulent yacht that belonged to his father, a wealthy industry magnate, into his sole posession for the summer. It looked more like a small cruise ship than a yacht, with its own pool, a small hall that could fit about thirty people comfortably. Yet, one man was more than enough to navigate this marvel of technology.

There is a very quirky little bit of maritime law that Scottie Wiseman very much enjoyed knowing now. It turns out that a country's laws apply only within the land of that country. It is not total anarchy beyond that bount, of course. Instead, the laws of the country where the ship is registered apply on board.

The yacht flew a Dutch flag, as it was registered in Amsterdam... THAT definitely opened up possibilities. Many possibilities.

Of course, Scottie quickly shared the amazing news with his friends, inviting all to take part in a long party-filled, all costs covered cruise around the world an a ship where the law permitted nearly everything imaginable. For the bunch of fun-loving 18 year olds this was a dream come true.

Needless to say, the little fact from maritime law was not advertised before the parents of his friends, and many actually gave their sons and daughters permission to go.

As soon as his last exam was finished, Scottie and his closest buddy Taylor hopped onto a plane bound for Amsterdam where the yacht was docked. There they busied themselves with preparing the yacht, secretly rechristened to "Love Boat" in place of its boring true name, for the voyage.

Anything imaginable that could be fun went in, especially things that weren't common back in America. Stong German beer, liquors and mixes banned in the US, literally heaps of marijuana - everything. Not to mention the usual things - exquisite foods, non-alcoholic drinks, diving gear, seadoos, the best in high-tech entertainment money could buy. The list went on and on, and was so long that Scottie and Taylor, having spent four straight days ordering and overseeing deliveries of all that stuff, were fully exhausted, but still not sure they got everything needed.

Finally, they decided to move on, or they would be late for the scheduled meeting with everyone else back in America. Sailing out, the yacht stopped only briefly in England. It was out of necessity, but while they were there, Scottie found a great rookie rock band - "the Black Brass", and hired the four of them along for the entire duration of the trip. The artists, not that much older than Scottie and his friends themselves, were absolutely extatic.

Several more days at "full ahead" and the "Love Boat" docked in the busy New York harbor, right on time to pick up his friends and friends of his friends. The yacht could hold about twenty more people besides Scottie, Taylor and the band, so he didn't mind if his friends brought along their own buds Scottie did not persoanlly know. The more the merrier.

The crowd soon got settled into the yacht and the next day it steemed off due East, quickly exiting the 20-mile territorial waters of the United States. Now, nothing was off limits.

"WHOOOH!" Scottie yelled out excitedly over the sounds of music blasting on deck as he opened the beer bottle. "Here's to freedom!" His bottle clinked with Tyler's and both guys took a deep drough on their drinks.

"Time to have fun."

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OOC:
I'm very enthusiastic about this, and going for the 'wild party and adventure' kind of thing.

All players are invited, with some exceptions on characters. You can be one of the invited friends, one of the musicians (male or female), or Scottie's best friend Tyler. Please PM me with your character if you'd like to join though. I don't bite, I promise, and I'll welcome almost anyone.

The way I structured this, you can join at any time, and have a character emerge from the "crowd" that is onboard. But it doesn't mean you should hold back on joining if you like it! This isn't going to work unless we have a reasonable number of players, so sign up. NOW! :)
 
OOC:
CHARACTERS
(I will be editing this post as we get more people for an easy place to look up everyone's physical descriptions, etc.)

1. Scottie Wiseman - Wolk
Male, 18 years old, 6'2", athletically built, tanned white skin, green eyes, short light brown hair.

2. Zach - Phoenix_05
Male, 20 years old with eyes the color of newly tilled earth. Bass guitarist for the band. Six foot nothing and 190 lbs. Sports a tatoo of a phoenix on his left bicep and has short spikey black hair. He also has both ears pirced. His skin is a bit pale and his on the skinny side, but he does have some muscle.

3. Gabrielle - TabascoKV
Female, 19 years old, dark, curly red hair, bright green eyes, pale complexion with a few freckles, about five foot four, slim. Drummer for the band.

4. Miranda Reynolds - Frenzied Maiden
Female, 18 years old. Long, wavy brown hair, golden brown eyes. 5'10" tall, curvacious body with long legs and C cupped sized breasts. Comes from Old Money, her great grandfather having made his riches in the retail business. Former girlfriend of Scottie.

5. Blake - Marcus2
Blake is a 19 year old male. He is 6 foot and has light brown hair. His blue eyes seem almost magical. His light brown tan polishs his good looks. He plays guitar in the band. Ever since highschool, when he dated Gabrielle, he enjoyed her friends and became one of their friends. When they broke up, it was hard but they stayed friends and are still friends today.
 
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Zach

Right, I'm me and ma band were playin at this club in London. It was a good show, not our best, but good, the crowd was great, lots a yellin' and moshing. Backstage this bloke in some VERY expensive cloths (American by the accent) walks up to me and my mates and tells us that he'll pay us load of money to play on his boat while we tour the world for a few months. So I say the first thing on my mind: "who do you think you're fucking with eh?" But when he took us out to see the boat my tone changed a bit to "bloody 'ell, you really gonna pay us to ride that thing and play for you and some of your mates?" He was.

So now I'm on this boat with my mates and this chap Scottie and his bud Tyler about to land on the American coast to pick up all his friends. Most of them will be 18, and I can't 'elp but wonder, what the 'ell have I got myself into?
 
Scottie and Taylor hang out on the deck for a while, chatting about nothing. Those who just came on board were still getting aquainted in their new surroundings, mostly, and resting after the trip they all had to take to get to the Big Apple of NYC they just left. So, for a while there wasn't many new faces topside, and it felt just like the trip from Europe - just he, Taylor and the band.

"Speaking of our 'rockstars'," Scottie said. "Let's go see what they're up to."

"Probably in the party room," Taylor answered. "That's where they usually hang out.

So, they made their way to the "party room", as they dubbed the largest place on the ship that seemed perfect to fit everyone and go wild under the assault of lights and sounds of rock. This was also where most of the indoor entertainment equipment was: pool tables, electronic games, the huge flat screen TV, and, of course, the small stage with state of the art musical equipment.

Scottie set his bottle on a nearby table and arranged the pool balls. He looked at Zach, who was monkeying with his bass up on the stage.

"Hey Zach, me ol' chap," he teased in a friendly fashion. "You up for a game?"
 
*bump bump*

C'mon ladies, don't tell me you wouldn't enjoy a world cruise aboard a ship full of hot guys!
 
Gabrielle was usually up for anything, but she had always had this slight fear of boats and water. She had a primary school teacher to thank for that when he taught in a rather descriptive matter of ships being caught in storms in the sea. Titanic was his favorite. Nonetheless, when an offer came that involved money, she was in agreement with the rest of her bandmates to take it.

So far, she had managed to keep her fears under her own belt. Gabby had been laying down in their sleeping quarters, but decided that her stomach was having a conversation with her. Grabbing a bag of chips, she went and joined Zach. Plopping down, she opened the bag of chips and began to munch down on them.

"I can't believe we're copping paid ter do this, right? It must be nice ter have that much brass ter just blow." They should have that much money. Their band was good enough for a record deal, but they just hadn't gotten their 'big break.'
 
Scottie saw the slim redhead girl join Zach by the stage. She was one of the artists he invited along in Britain, but hardly looked like a 'British girl', as Scottie would imagine - definitely nothing prim and proper about that hot rocker. Redheads tended to look like foxy little things and Gabby was no exception. Her green eyes only added to the attractive composition.

Scottie sent her a greeting smile when her eyes caught his. They talked quite a bit in the past several days, getting to know a little bit of each other. They weren't yet what one'd call friends, but he definitely liked her, both on her looks and her talent, for the skillful drums of hers led a lot of the band's songs astonishingly.
 
Miranda Reynolds

I had been waiting excitedly for this trip ever since Scottie informed me that his father was giving him the yacht for the summer.

I stepped on board, and immediately headed for the cabin that I knew would belong to me. I had been aboard the yacht many times when Scottie and I had been dating, and knew where everything was located, so finding my way around the massive vessel was easy.

Once inside my cabin, I tossed my luggage on the bed and pulled my black thong bikini out of it. Then tossing the top half of it aside, I stripped myself out of my pants and shirt and replaced them with just the thong half of the bikini.


"Gee, I hope I am not overdressed." I said to myself and giggled, before heading out of my cabin and over to the party room, where I knew all the action would be happening.

As usual, I made a grand entrace into the room. "Ladies and Gentleman!" I began as I stood in the doorway with my arms above my head, hands holding onto the doorway. "I am here and I love you all, or I at least hope to get the chance to love you all!"
 
"Ladies and Gentleman! I am here and I love you all, or I at least hope to get the chance to love you all!"

Scottie turned at the voice, grinning at the sight of the topless brunette hottie that stood in the doorway. Hands rised high only helped accent her perfect young breasts, no doubt drawing the eyes of every man in the room.

Scottie remembered those breasts well, as well as the rest of her body. They were once going out, after all, and drew immense pleasure out of each other's nicely developed bodies. Of course, both loved sex way too much to restrict themselves to only each other and the exclusive relationship quickly stopped being such, much to both parties' happiness. They were still close friends, but learned to share each other without a single hint of jealousy.

"That's Mira for ya!" Scottie dropped for Taylor and walked over to the sexy girl. He forced himself to keep his eyes at her face until he was within several feet from her. There, his eyes slowly moved down from her face as he eyed her naked tits with a grin, then moving lower to admire the sexy pussy covered by the black bikini.

He then swiftly lifted his eyes to hers, grinning: "Welcome aboard, babe!"

He opened his arms invitingly, making the nicely defined muscles on his chest and shoulders flex. Wearing only a golden chain of jewelry above his waistline, this opened up a pleasant sight for female eyes.
 
Miranda

"Welcome aboard, babe!" Scottie said to me with his arms held open. He was looking as good as ever

"Scottie, darling it is so good to see you!" I said as I stepped into his embrace. I held him tightly, pressing my tits firmly against his muscled chest, as my hands wandered down his back to give his firm ass a playful squeeze. I then gave him a loving kiss, slipping my tongue into his mouth to touch his for just a moment before backing away, letting my hand run down his arm until his hand was in mine.

Scottie and I hadn't done well as an exclusive couple, but we remained close after our breakup. We were still very attracted to each other, but now it was without any strings attatched. It was a situation that worked well for the both of us.

"You're looking handsome as usual, Scottie, good enough to eat!" I said in a teasing tone as I obviously eyed his hefty package and giggled. "What's this, you've hired a band? Excellent idea! Now introduce me to all my new lovers." I playfully said to him as I pulled on his hand.
 
Setting the bag of chips down, she reached over and grabbed a pair of drumsticks she had left on the table earlier. Popping another chip in her mouth, she began to thump her leg softly with the sticks, an imaginary sequence coming out of her wrists.

Gabrielle loved being a drummer. Her parents were incredibly prim and proper, and she had been the rebellious child of her five siblings. The rest of her sisters, and her brother, had all grown up to be a direct reflection of their parents. Gabby had tried to do any and everything that she knew her parents would disapprove of. Taking up percussion had definately taken the first slot on her parents' list of dissaproval. She loved it, and she loved the anger it caused her parents.

The other thing that nearly got her excommunicated from her family was her tattoos. She only had two, and they hadn't known about either one of them until after she had gotten the second one. The first one was a cobra on her lower back, and the second was a blue rose right above her shoulder blade. That one had gotten her kicked out of the house for a week.

Her attention was drawn as the two guys walked in. Still beating on her leg, she nodded a greeting to them. Her left eyebrow rose as they were joined by one of their friends. She felt...disgusted. Turning to her bandmate, her words came out in a soft murmer.

"Me intelligence 'as suddenly been depleated." Smirking, she grabbed the bag of chips and stood up. "I 'ave a feelin' we should be copping paid more for this."

"I'm well gahn up ter the bloody top." With that, she headed up to the top deck, inhaling the fresh air. Making her way to the front of the ship where she was sure to be alone, she hopped up and sat on the edge of the boat.
 
The feeling of Mira's tits crushed into his naked chest was very arousing. Scottie has been starved for female company ever since they left Amsterdam. The only girls on the trip back to New York were those from the band, and he did not manage to get any. Yet.

So, feeling the sexy and almost entirely naked girl pressed tightly against him, Scottie's nice member began filling up with desire, straining somewhat uncomfortably against the shorts he wore. That was the downside of having a cock that was larger than an average man's six inches. Girls enjoyed it, of course, but being excited and not naked was uncomfortable and even slightly painful.

His hands dropped along Mira's back and squeezed the sexy ass, that, too, was nearly completely uncovered. Scottie grinned at the compliment, and caught her eyes on his bulge.

"It's all your fault, babe." He grinned, nodding down at his bulge. "See what you've done?"

He followed her to the stage, where Gabby has suddenly evacuated, leaving only Zach. Scottie gestured at the musician.

"This is Zach. Plays some mean bass, he does! Just wait till you hear them." He turned to Zach.

"Zach, Mira. Needs no references. You can pretty much see it all for yourself." He grinned.

Scottie noted the beer in Zach's hand, figuring it wasn't a bad idea to get something for himself too.

"I'm gonna go get something to drink." He touched Mira's shoulder. "You want something, hun?"

Getting the answer, he walked to the minibar, giving Mira a chance to get aquainted with the new face.
 
Zach

"Just the Americans love, they're like the bloody Germans." I yelled playfully after Gabbie. She wasn't used to someone walking into a room of people she didn't know without cloths on. Gabbrielle had been with us for a long time. The other blokes in the band and I had wanted to do her from the beginning, but now she was just one of the guys.

Scottie walked away to get himself a beer, leaving me, to my distinct pleasure, here with this nearly naked dame. "Looks like your girly bits 'ave scared away our drummer dame." I says to her as Scottie walked out. She looked a' me like I was daft of something untill I continued. "But I don't mind." I allow myself to look at her beutiful tits. " You've got something goin 'ere babe. Been awhile since I saw a pair as nice as those." I lifted my head up to meet her pretty little eyes. "I 'ope that you aren't with our little 'captain,' It would be a waste of the great woody you've gotten me." I flash her my cocky smile, my guitar is still in my lap, covering my package so she doesn't know weather or not i'm telling the truth about my hard on. I look back down to my instrument (the guitar you sick fucker) and pick our a few licks while I wait for her response.
 
Blake

~Blake sat in his room, his guitar on his knee. He was playing one of the songs that he had recently created by himself. He was singing with it as well. He hadn't realized the door was ajar. He had his eyes closed as he changed chords and kept singing along.

Blake was part of the band and a friend to Gabrielle and a couple others on the cruise. He and the band were always great friends. They were a good bunch of people.

Blake was your average type of guy. Just out of highschool as well which he loved even more. Finally being off of school was a treat that he couldn't even believe. Though, without his guitar, he could never be calm. It just calmed him by playing or listening to music. It was his life and he couldn't think of any other better hobby~
 
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Okay, so maybe coming up top was not the wisest of decisions she had made. The constant rocking was more obvious sitting on top of the boat than when she was down below. Her head was beginning to swim, and she absolutely hated the feeling.

Standing up, she made her way down the stairs, holding on tightly to the railings. Her bed was sounding good at the moment. Walking down the hallway, she could hear Blake's familiar voice drifting through the hallway.

Stopping she leaned against the wall, closing her eyes as she listened. Though they had parted on mutual terms, there was still apart of her that truly missed him. The main reason she had wanted to separate was because he had joined the band. She wanted things to end on favorable terms so they would be able to work together. There was a big risk in continuing their relationship and then something happening and them hating each other.

Opening her eyes, she looked towards the door, halfway tempted to go in. But she didn't. She had no business being there. Standing up straight, she took another step, but the rocking of the boat caused her to fall into the wall with a rather loud thud.

Whining, she slid down against the wall. Pulling her knees up to her chest, she closed her eyes. She was having to tell herself to breathe. She hated boats. Boats were of the devil.
 
~he stopped playing for a moment and then started to play another popular song. He started to play Vindicated. He loved the song and he sang along with it. The chords were easy, which is one reason why he liked it.He didn't realize he was being watched.

He really did still miss Gabrielle but he knew why she did it and he understood. He hoped he would catch up with her later on. He hadn't seen her in a long time.~
 
((Gracious...he's deaf. LOL))

I'm copping paid ter this. That is the bloody only reason I'm on a boat. Grumbling to herself, Gabs tried to give herself a pep talk. It wasn't for that long. Right?

Closing her eyes once more, she listened as Blake's room suddenly got quiet. For a moment, she was scared he'd heard her hit the wall. Hearing his guitar begin again, and his voice to accompany, she relaxed once more.

She adored his voice. It was soothing. Smiling to herself faintly, she could remember the night he sang to her. It was their first date. Shaking her head, she forced herself to think about something else.
 
Blake

~Though it had seemed he hadn't heard her, he really had heard someone but he found it exciting to find someone that enjoyed listening to him. Someone he didn't know. While he was just playing guitar he could here a british woman mummbling something and he knew the voice and he realized it was Gabi's. He smiled and kept playing but as it ended. It got quieter. Then as he finished there were clicking nosie as he locked his guitar into its case and he placed it near the wall.

He started to walk over to the door and he opened it~

ello?
 
When silence ensued once more, Gabby continued to sit there. Truly, she still wanted to go to bed, but that involved walking. Normally that wasn't such an issue, but so far she wasn't having any luck with the boat. Had they not needed the money so bad, there was no way she would have entrusted her life on a bunch of wood nailed together in the middle of an ocean.

The sounds of his putting the guitar up went unheard as she continued to argue with herself in her head. She could feel the footsteps vibrating on the floor, but it didn't quite register with her.

Hearing his voice, she completely jumped out of her reverie. Looking up at him from her place on the floor, she felt as if she had just been caught doing something illegal.

"Blake!" Her voice came out about a pitch higher than normal.
 
Ello Gabi, how are you?

~his voice had a deep british accent which he really liked about himself~

OOC: Sorry this is so short, I felt you guys needed something to build on but I must go. Early start tommorow
 
" 'ey Blake." Relaxing, she allowed her arms to relax slightly around her legs. She nearly laughed at his question.

"I'm bloody well 'ave a fight wiv the bleedin' boat...and it's winnin'. Right. How are yer?" Gabrielle had picked easily on Cockney when she was younger, and that had been her style of speech. Just one more thing to add to the annoyance of her parents.
 
Miranda

I noticed a girl from the band walk out of the room with a look of disgust upon her face, and I had to giggle. "The girl is going to have to loosen up if she is going to last in hanging around with this crowd." I thought to myself. I had always been a bit of an exhibitionist, and rarely wore much clothing unless I absolutely had to. Many of my friends were the same way, and most of them would be spending the summer right here on the yacht, so I suspected that there definitely wouldn't be much worry over having to launder clothing during the trip.

Scottie introduced me a sexy guy with wild black hair, sitting on the band platform, with a bass in his lap. "This is Zach. Plays some mean bass, he does! Just wait till you hear them."

"Hmm...perhaps I can even interest him in giving me a few lessons." I said with a twinkle in my eye.

Scottie then asked if I wanted a drink, and then headed over to the bar to get us some beers.

"Looks like your girly bits 'ave scared away our drummer dame." Zach said to me as Scottie walked away. I responded by giving him a look that told him I thought it was silly of her to have reacted that way.

"But I don't mind. You've got something goin 'ere babe. Been awhile since I saw a pair as nice as those. I 'ope that you aren't with our little 'captain,' It would be a waste of the great woody you've gotten me."

"They are rather nice, aren't they?" I said with a teasing smile as I ran the palms of my hands over my tits. "I just hate to keep them bound up and hidden away under layers of uncomfortable clothing." I looked over at Scottie and noticed him laughing as he watched me shamelessly flirting with Zach. I winked at him, which only made him laugh harder.

"No." I continued as I turned my attention back on Zach. "Scottie and I are not a couple. We dated seriously during last summer, but found that being in an exclusive relationship wasn't much fun for either of us. Now we just fuck each other every once in a while."

I then sat down next to Zach and watched him as he strummed at his bass.

"Hurry up, Scottie, I'm thirsty!" I called out to him, knowing that he had probably finished pouring the beers a long time ago, and was now just sitting back, waiting to see if I would put on a show.

"So, I take it you aren't in a serious relationship?" I asked Zach as I reached out and ran my finger over his tattoo in admiration of it, well, actually more in admiration of him than of his tattoo, but whatever.
 
"Well good, I 'ate competition meself." I says as she sits next to me. I strum out Smoke on the Water as she runs her finger over my phoenix tattoo. I 'ave to admit I liked her touching me. I looked a' her, letting my eyes linger jus' a bit on her lovely tits and say: "You like that tat? Don't 'spose you have any, there's no where you could have hidden it, but I'd wager you've got a few surprises up your sleeve." I nudged her wit my elbow when I said this, making her nice boobs sway just a little bit, they were hypnotizing my. All this walking around topless was making me want to put somethin' between those perk mounds.
 
"Hurry up, Scottie, I'm thirsty!"

Scottie grinned, finally moving with two tall glasses of cold beer in his hands. He notied with satisfaction the expression on Zach's face. The guy must have been slightly dumbstruck, as anyone would be the first time they met a girl like Mira. And Mira... well, Mira was just being Mira, which usually included a seductive sway of those sexy tits that made men uncomfortably stiff in ceratain places.

He sat by her, handing one of the glasses into Mira's hand. He grinned:

"See, this is one practical chick we have in Mira. If she'd been wearing a top, I have a feeling I would stumble and accidentally spill this beer all over it. This way, she never needs to worry about it."

He lightly pinched the side of her breast, laughing.

"So, have you guys got aquainted yet?"
 
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