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In CANCELLED. → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

In CANCELLED. → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay




[@BruatalBx] @Silver Carrot collab
Featuring: Lee McCarthy and Madison Weaver
Location: Lockers
Time: 11:55 am


”See, here’s the thing. No matter how many times I tell you Hayden that gambling just isn’t for you, you still insist on betting and losing. Now I’ve been away for a little while so I understand why you haven’t paid me what you owe. Still, I’m here now so here’s what we’re gonna do: I’ll be at the party tonight, looking dapper as fuck like I always do and more than likely with a hot blonde too good for me and you are either going to bring me the £200 you owe me, something of equal value or Hyde will come to your house and break your legs, savvy? Good boy, now skidaddle freshman” Lee watched with glee as the tortured youngster he had previously [pinned to a locker hurried off to figure out the best step in his life. Leighton wasn’t a bad guy….ok maybe he was but at least he was charming.

”Not even back a full day and you’re already hustling,” came a familiar voice from up the corridor, behind Lee. It sounded less than impressed, but not angry. Madison Weaver had been walking this way, having spent her study period in the gym instead of studying, and was now making her way to the cafeteria to try and get there early. When Lee turned, he’d see that sure enough, her eyebrow was raised and her lips were pursed. She’d seen that display.

”I got a reputation to uphold. Besides you know I’d never really hurt the kid, maybe rough him up a bit sure” The handsome hustler turned to face the furrowed look of his ex girlfriend/current best friend/next door neighbour Madison Weaver. She knew him like nobody else did, like nobody else could. Madi knee his biggest secret and he hates himself for it. The last thing he wanted was to burden her with that horrible truth, yet she took it in stride. That was the nature of Madi. Lee smiled the rattlesnake smile like only he could before stepping forward, placing one hand on her warm cheek and kissing the other softly. ”Hey there gorgeous. Surprised to see me?”

That got a smile out of her and like a leak in a dam resulting in the dam breaking, so too did a small smile become a fully friendly demeanor as she chuckled and punched his arm playfully. It didn’t even really hurt that time. ”Damn right! You were in New York yesterday afternoon! I wasn’t expecting you until tomorrow at the earliest! How’d you even get here so fast?”

Lee leaned back against the lockers behind him and crossed his arms. Of course Madi had to know the goes and the whys. That was just in her nature. ”I played a few games of pool and hopped on a red eye flight direct to LAX. I couldn’t stand being there anymore, plus I had to hurry back and make sure you stuck to your end of our deal and started getting more involved with the world. Please tell you heading to the party. If you’re not I’m going to be very upset with you Miss Weaver” Even being in New York for months Lee still had his finger on the pulse of Beverly Hills social calendar. If there was a party he knew about it and was probably going to be hustling in the corner.

”As a matter of fact, I am going, and I’m meeting up before the part to get read with, and don’t say anything I might hurt you for, but I’m meeting with Shauna Flynn. She’s gonna help me get ready.” Madi shrugged and showed that she wasn’t really going to hurt him. ”For all her faults, she knows about parties.”

”Shauna Flynn? Really?....I mean can I watch? Who am I kidding? I’ve been able to see into your bedroom since we were thirteen of course I’m going to watch” This was uncharted waters for Madison and Lee knew that. They shared everything and putting herself out there like this: this was a new Madi, a risk taker and heartbreaker. ”Seriously though, I’m proud of you girl. This is like a major milestone for you. Though if it helps you out, I will also be at the party in case we need to make a swift exit...or if you and Shauna want a third wheel if you know what I mean?” he flickered his eyes brows in a saucy manner, jokingly of course but he wouldn’t turn either girl down.

Madi stared at him, her lips pursed again, before speaking again. ”I’m not dating Shauna! First Hana and now you. Why does everyone I tell think we’re going to date? Has everyone secretly been shipping us or something. Shauna IS the third wheel. In fact, there isn’t a second wheel, and if there is a second wheel after the party, you’re not watching. I’ll put a cardboard box in front of the window or something.” She stuck her tongue out, a gesture that the usually mature senior cheerleader only ever made towards Lee. ”But...thanks. This is a milestone for me and I am quite nervous. The last time I went to a party, I was a Sophomore, and it wasn’t a really big deal. Nice, relaxed atmosphere minus the odd bit of drama. Not like these Junior/Senior parties. They can get intense, I’ve heard.”

”Its Shauna Flynn, Madi. It’s a date….and yes, these types of parties can get very intense. It’s always worth having back up. I got you tonight alright but sooner or later babe you’re gonna have to venture out solo”. Lee put his arm around her and brushed a stray hand of hay coloured hair from Madison’s face. ”I’ll hang back tonight, let you do your thing. If you need me, we’ll set up a code word or phrase. Like if you’re in shit, come to me and ask me what they call a group of crows or something. Sound good?”

”Is that really the best you can do? ‘what they call a group of crows’? That’s the most obvious code phrase ever! Might as well ask about the rain in September, or where swallows go in Spain!” She scolded. ”No, I'll pick the code phrase. Something like ‘Lee, do you have the time?’ would be more subtle. There’s no chance of me asking you for the time sincerely. I never leave home without my Garmin watch. Thank you for looking out for me, though.” She smiled sincerely. The romance between them may have died but there was more than one kind of love, and Madison and Lee were practically family, they were so close.

Pulling out his little notebook, Lee wrote down their secret code and placed it back in his jacket pocket. He knew he would forget it later or at least he knew that his stupid fucking disease would make him forget. He could feel his muscles tightening, most would put that down to having not had a good work out in a while but he knew different. ”You know I always got your back girl”

Madison’s smile, immediately disappeared. She knew Lee well enough to be able to read the subtle signs. She put her hand on his arm. ”Hey, you ok?” she asked in a calm yet clearly worried manner. ”Wanna go sit down somewhere, or…?

”I have Huntington’s, Madi. I’m not dying….oh wait yes I am” His cheeky grin belayed a heavy heart but the smile soon faded as the thought settles into his muddled mess of a mind. ”I’m fine, babe. Nothing a good old fashion night of booze, cards and girls won’t fix. Stop worrying about me”

Madi gave him a smile but her heart clearly wasn’t in it. ”If I had what you have, and you stopped worrying about me even for a second, I’d kick your ass. Let me worry. It’s just too fucking hard not to.” she replied, before suddenly hugging him tight. After a few seconds, she started to talk again. ”I am glad you’ll be there at the party with me, even if we won’t be joined at the hip. This is just one more good deed I owe you for to add to the pile. Thank you.”

”Hey, hey you behave your fine self. I have a villainous reputation to uphold. Keep this good deed thing quiet” Leighton opened his locker and pulled out a couple of bits and bobs that had been sitting there for the few months he had been away. ”You’re the only person here who knows what’s going on with me, Madi and you’re the only one who needs to know. I’ve got a good few years left in me and that’s all that matters. So tonight, while you’re getting your gay on with Shauna Flynn and I get the foreign kid to video tape it, do not think about little old me. I’ll be too busy catching chicks and cashing cheques” He placed his hand on her waist and kissed her forehead. ”Love you Weaver”

”I know,” she replies in as good impression of Han Solo a girl can make. ”But seriously, love you too. Like family. And stop going on about Shauna. We’re not going to sleep with each other tonight! Hell, I’ll put a bet on it! I’ll give you $100 if I bang her.”

After shaking on it, Madi stepped out of the embrace and smiled at Lee again. ”I’m glad you’re back. Beverly Hills just isn’t the same without you. Anyway, I’m gonna go and get lunch.”

Lee smiles as he watched Madison walk away towards the lunch hall. It was good to be back in the big BH surrounded my friends and memories. Life had already thrown so many twists and turns at him and he had yet to even graduate high school. Madi was the only confidante he had, it hurt him deeply to know that her heart must break a little every time she saw him.

Enough dwelling on the sad times though, Lee McCarthy was back baby. It was time to bet it all on red...
In CANCELLED. → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Greed is Good




”The point is ladies and gentlemen that greed, for the lack of a better term is good. Greed is right, greed works. Greed clarifies, it cuts through and captures the essence of the evolutionary spirit. Greed in all of its forms; greed for life, for money, for love; knowledge has marked the upward surge of mankind”

It was a quote from one of his fathers favourite movies and had essentially become somewhat of a family mantra. For the McCarthy’s, greed and gluttony we’re everything. Money, power and influence came hand in hand with the way they conducted themselves. Success wasn’t a dream, or a goal; success was an inevitability. Failure was not an option, that had been drilled into Lee more or less from birth. In hindsight those wistful days gone by where he watched his old man play the stock market and turn clients small fortunes into Forbes 500 lists were probably the best memories he had of the man. ”Buy stocks in apple” was arguably the last meaningful thing that Simon “Mr Wall Street” McCarthy said to his son...which was a shame considering they still lived together.

Lee was back in the Hills just in time for breakfast. Dear old Dad was of course taken aback by his sons sudden return; after all he was paying thousands of dollars on a medical treatment in New York that Lee had simply just left behind. Simon looked at his sons abandonment of the drugs trial a waste of money: on the flip side Lee’s mother Kate saw it as a waste of life. Her son had a life changing condition, if he wasn’t willing to fight it was the point in trying. Indifference and anger, just another normal day in the McCarthy house.

”Nice to know things never change” Lee whispered to himself as he entered his own bedroom for the first time in several months. Two separate door slams alerted him to the fact that his parents had left for work. Bet they didn’t even kiss goodbye. Dropping his bag onto the floor, Leighton entered into his bedroom with a great sigh before collapsing onto the bed. The clatter of tiny paws pelting throughout the massive house let him know that his best friend, the Rottweiler/French Mastiff pup known as Hankford was aware he was home and was coming for cuddles. Oh now he’s missed the big slobbering bastard. As if on cue the dog burst through the door with a thunderous crash and leapt up onto the bed and on top of the BH Hustler. ”Hey buddy!! How’s my big guy? You been a good boy? You been a good boy? I missed you, yes I did!” Being vulnerable was new to Lee and it wasn’t something he wanted people to see. Hankford was ok though, the pooch could keep a secret.

After a few more minutes of play, the dog settled and Lee climbed up from his king size and walked to the window. Still had the perfect view of Maddie Weavers bedroom. Sure they were better as friends than they were as a couple but nothing wrong with a bit of voyeurism now and again though: besides, now that he was back Leighton needed a new target. Glancing at last years year book that had sat on his desk since….well since last year he smiled to himself. He was spoiled for choice and he didn’t only have to choose one: greed is good.

Reaching into his pocket, the Hills resident dealer typed up a phone number and lifted the speaker to his ear awaiting an answer. ”Hyde my man, it’s Lee. Yeah good brother I’m back in LA and already bored as shit. I want you to do me a favour. Peel yourself away from your obviously busy schedule and makes some friends. We’re gonna have a game in a couple of weeks. Invites? Leave that with me. I got a few people in mind who deserve a good one. Cool man, I gotta go but we’ll sit down soon alright? Auf Wiedersehen...it’s German for goodbye Hyde. Damn your dumb, later man”

Hanging up the phone. Lee took a step back unsteadily. In a split second he started to feel lightheaded and tried to steady himself on his desk but to no avail as he hit the floor hard. He rubbed his eyes and tried to shake the cobwebs out of his head. He was just adjusting to not receiving the treatment that’s all...that’s all it could be right? Groggily he looked at his phone...wait he called Hyde? When did he do that? He felt his bones begin to tighten as he lay back on the floor with salty tears forming in his eyes. ”Control your breathing Lee...it’ll pass just control your breathing” He tightened his fists into balls and crosses his arms over his chest. Welcome home, McCarthy, welcome home.

Sometime later, Lee found himself in the parking lot of Beverly Hills High, leaning against the beloved bike he had missed so much during his absence. Mostly everyone would be in class in that moment but hell, he had been gone for months: why not cause a little chaos on his first day back? Reaching into his coat pocket, he pulled a little pill from a baggy and shoved it into his mouth. From the seat on his bike Leighton picked up a little black book of name. It was time to collect some money...or make some more.

Greed was good…

In CANCELLED. → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay




In CANCELLED. → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Hang the DJ




New York, New York, so good they named it twice. In reality, it was probably named that to make it more exciting than it really was. Sure, the east coast kids liked to party just as much as those one the west coast and it meant that Leighton was raking the money in selling them drugs but my god were they dull. The color palette of grey and black had started to make the hustler feel colourblind and the music, god the music. NYC was supposed to be a hub of new sounds, in reality it was all techno babble bullshit crap. Lee much preferred the old Mitch Morgan albums. In this damn city he has to park himself in the corner of the club and try and block out the sounds just to even try and hear himself think. He had to get out of this godforsaken place and he had to do it fast.

Rolling his lucky poker chip across his finger tips, Leighton looked to this nights companion and waved her off. ”I’m making like a tree and getting out of here. It’s been fun, oh and by the way. Happy birthday, you should tell someone to hang the dj, he is atrocious ” pressing a kiss to the forehead of the birthday girl, he ran a hand across the back of her head before pushing his way through the crowded club and out into the pitch black night.

The upper east side, you’d expect it to smell clean. Not tonight, not on this street. The air was thick like syrup and tasted like ash and sadness. Too many lis and too many broken promises littered the sad streets of New York’s elite and here tonight Lee found himself slap bang in the middle of the sea of despair. He made a short walk to a train station and hopped on an empty carriage. Time alone with his thoughts, the tangled mess they were. He hadn’t brought his notebook tonight, so he just had to hope his memory lasted a few more hours.

As he sat alone, staring at his reflection his mind drifted back to the people he left behind in LA. They all thought he was here visiting family, no one knew the truth, not even Madison. The bouts of memory loss were getting worse and his joints started to seize up now and again. A sure fire sign things weren’t going as the doctors had planned. Was this karma? Had Leighton done something horrific in a past life and he was suffering for it now? Maybe. All he knew was that time was either too short or too long depending on the day, so all he could do was live for the moment and he wasn’t going to that in New York.

The pool hall was a mythical place; a religious Mecca for the money hungry hustlers of the world. This one in particular was very very old school. Six tables, the color of money, a cloud of cigarette smoke hanging from the ceiling, the smell of cheap beer and sex lingering in the air and classic AWE playing on the small tv in the corner. The cell match between Caiden Winters and Gethin Rhys? Way better than the crap AWE shows these days. Gliding to the nearest table, Lee lay down a quarter and looked at the two grizzly players. ”I got next”He needed money if he was gonna get his ass back to Beverly Hills and going back to the first type of hustle was the quickest way to do that.

Some time and a few pool games later….

Thank you for your purchase

A smile crept across Lee’s face as he leaned back into his chair. He was going home.

In CANCELLED. → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
In Endeavour Records (Always Open) → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Lovely ComplexAccepted of course :)

For anyone who hasn't posted yet, when it does come time to post just take it as if your character was in that meeting scene to save us from having multiple timelines on the go.
In Endeavour Records (Always Open) → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Mitch looked up from his guitar as he heard Adelaide enter the room. ”Ready as I’ll ever be I guess” He propped the musician’s axe against a wall and got to his feet just in time for Cammie to enter into the room. Mitchell had not seen her in years, not since she lost herself and became Tarika. He could never blame her for that; it happened to him and the other Zephyrs. None of them were who they thought they were, not even close. That’s what the industry did to people if they weren’t careful; it chewed them up and spat them back out as something that didn’t even resemble itself. This was one of the main reasons for starting Endeavour, to prevent even a few young artists from the pitfalls that lay ahead. Mitch sat for a second of silence as he looked upon the two women, gripping his left hand with his right behind his back, trying to halt the anxious twitch he had suddenly developed. ”Hey Cammie, it’s good to see you”

A few lingering moments of scary silence later, the banging of doors and the sound of voices alerted him to the sound of more people entering the Boneyard above. Karen turned up with pizza but before Mitchell could even comment Drew arrived, gliding through the doors with all the grace of a blind swan. Surely he had assembled a crack team to rival the Avengers and Justice League combined? This was going to be a long and arduous process, that much he knew for sure. ”Maybe...let’s all go up to the bar and have a meeting I guess”

Mitchell moved away from the recording studio and up to the bar above via a small winding staircase. Once above ground once again, he waited for everyone to take a seat. He surveyed the room and placed his hands in his pockets to hide his twitch again. He had performed in front of hundreds of thousands of people but here in this room was where he was feeling the most fear, the most terror. He had handpicked everyone who sat there, not because of their fame or lack thereof but because he saw something in them, something he couldn’t quite his finger on, something he wanted to explore and nurture until they were ready to fly on their own.

”I’m...I’m not the best at speeches so I’ll try to make this brief. For those of you I haven’t met in person yet, my name is Mitchell. I guess...I guess you could say I’m your producer. You are all here because you’re talented and because you have something to offer. Endeavour is here to make sure that you make the most of whatever gift you have and that you do it in a way that you want to, not how they want you to. Today is day one, you are all coming in on the ground floor of something we hope to make special. Talk amongst yourselves, get to know each other, jam a little if you feel so inclined. I’ll be around, floating somewhere if you need me. The apartments next door are ready for those of you who are moving in, keys are on the table with your names on. Move your stuff there and come back or do it later, whatever you want. Welcome to Endeavour everyone”

In Endeavour Records (Always Open) → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Aiming for another post over the weekend :)
In Endeavour Records (Always Open) → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Great opening posts so far everyone!
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