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Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Prisk If you wanted to use a POC for a Greek or Norse god we would be fine with that!
Just when I thought I was out, I'm pulled back in. Damn that Collossus!
*clears throat*
I mean I'm in!
It's how we do it ;)
Yuh
rip
rip
I changed my mind on the gorl! Am I able to do two dudes? ๐
Yah YEET
I'm here to fuck around and find out.
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I'm here to fuck around and find out.
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chapter 2 : putting the ho in Homecoming.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx  sunny โผ H: 74โ L: 60โ | "Goooood evening Attawit, it is Friday, October 8th, and this is your 5 o'clock news! The city is bustling with excitement as the weekend Fall Festival has officially been kicked off! The main bulk of festivities is being held in Dewey Hills, with the parade leading off to OIC just in time for the Homecoming game! Your Oakwood Knights are facing their rivals from L.A. and are heading into Homecoming as the only undefeated team in team in the division! So make sure you get out there tonight and cheer on our boys!" "In other news, a South Korean tech company is finding headway with a new app that's recently released in the U.S., if you've noticed dings going off around you while you're shopping at Valentine's Drive, that would be the sound of "Love Alarm," an app that claims to connect to your true feelings. Is romance in the air in our city of love? Check back at 8 to learn more with Laurie. That concludes our news, have a great day and Go, Knights!" A month into the school year, and Ms. Fortune has surprisingly not ruined anyone's life yet. But our Elites have more exciting matters on their hands! A Fall Festival and Homecoming wrapped up in a single weekend. With classes out early and a bustling metropolis at their fingertips, what sort of trouble can they get into? But of course, Ms. Fortune isn't one to exist silently, she's got a surprise for her lovers and haters, a post to her blog that has everyone scrambling to get on an elite guest list, so ladies, gents and, enbys, it's time to secure a shovel and get to digging, better to get someone before they get you. ใ xฯxฯ. ใ |
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๐๐ธ๐ป๐ฎ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฒ ๐ก๐ช๐บ๐พ๐ฎ๐ต ๐๐ช๐ป๐ญ๐ธ๐ผ๐ธ
๐ฅ๐จ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง. Anima Hotel & Spa โค 420
๐๐จ๐จ๐ THIS IS NOT FUN
๐จ๐จ๐ญ๐ Not Dressed Yet
๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ. The Queen + Mr. Bajoliere@KZOMBI3 & The VIP @Ken
๐๐จ๐จ๐ THIS IS NOT FUN
๐จ๐จ๐ญ๐ Not Dressed Yet
๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ. The Queen + Mr. Bajoliere@KZOMBI3 & The VIP @Ken
When Lora opened her eyes, an empty bed greeted her. The thick duvet was tangled around her legs and doing a poor job of covering her nakedness, but the cool air caressing her ass was the least of her worries.
Disappointment settled on her chest as she ran her hand over the wrinkled sheets of the spot next to her. There hadnโt been a single morning in her two years attending OIC that she woke up snuggling another person. The pristine shape of the hotel room, aside from the messy bed, made her feel lonely. When she stood in front of the mirror assessing the โlovebitesโ left behind from the previous night, she only felt emptier and more bitter than usual. Before those feelings could swallow her, she rescheduled her pity party for another day with a little sniffle.
Lora exited the hotel room with a pep in her step. She took the stairs two at a time and slapped the keycard down on the check-in counter, offering a salute as she practically skipped out of the lobby of the five-star hotel. At the very least, whenever she woke up in these rooms by herself, they were always high quality and at the expense of someone other than herself, โWhatever.โ she slid into the back of the Uber and rustled her loose curls in the rearview mirror, angling herself and admiring the handiwork of the pick-me-ups she carried around.
โOIC? The dorms?โ The Uber driver grumbled; his eyes narrowed at her through the same mirror she blew kisses to herself through.
โYep. Thanks.โ She replied, adding an emphasized pop of her lips on her first word and brushing off any other conversation with her second. Lora hated small talk, and Mr.Ooverjaver didnโt seem like the type to enjoy it either. So she suffered through whatever terrible sportsball talk show he listened to and slid right out of the car before it came to a complete stop when they reached the extravagant dormitory building. Lora gave a wiggle of her fingers as a wave before turning around and skipping towards the large glass front doors.
Usually, sheโd try to sneak into the room, but with the bright sun shining outside, she figured her sister would already be awake. So she entered with a bang, quite literally, the heavy door hit the adjacent wall, and of course, she tripped over the strewn about pairs of designer shoes by the entrance, barely catching herself from going headfirst into kitchen cupboards, โSister! Please yell at me to clean up after myself. This is definitely not up to fire code or whatever they said when they made us take down the string lights a week ago.โ Lora babbled as she kicked off her heels, leaving them perfectly in the middle of the walkway as she entered into their shared living space. She gave a healthy smack to her sisterโs ass before deciding to collapse on top of Zinnia, back to back with her sister, โGoooood morning, how the hell are you still sleeping when itโs so bright in here?โ
Lora fully intended on smothering her sister with all of her love, but the singing of her phone had her jumping up to retrieve it. A snort sounded as she read Tylerโs text, and she was quickly able to find the bulletin board. She dropped a follow on Ms.Fortuneโs socials and even opted to sign-up for notifications for new posts.
Lora hit send just as a new post from Ms. Fortune herself dinged her phone. Tapping on the notification banner had her eyebrows furrowing as she looked at a picture of her cozying up to some trash, โWhat the fuck?โ
Loraโs playful mood quickly soured as annoyance and worry coursed through her. The first look at the bulletin board had ended begun with seeing her face and finished with admiring Tylerโs. A second look through ALL the faces had her fingers shaking as she typed on her phone, โThis is not fun.โ
Disappointment settled on her chest as she ran her hand over the wrinkled sheets of the spot next to her. There hadnโt been a single morning in her two years attending OIC that she woke up snuggling another person. The pristine shape of the hotel room, aside from the messy bed, made her feel lonely. When she stood in front of the mirror assessing the โlovebitesโ left behind from the previous night, she only felt emptier and more bitter than usual. Before those feelings could swallow her, she rescheduled her pity party for another day with a little sniffle.
Lora exited the hotel room with a pep in her step. She took the stairs two at a time and slapped the keycard down on the check-in counter, offering a salute as she practically skipped out of the lobby of the five-star hotel. At the very least, whenever she woke up in these rooms by herself, they were always high quality and at the expense of someone other than herself, โWhatever.โ she slid into the back of the Uber and rustled her loose curls in the rearview mirror, angling herself and admiring the handiwork of the pick-me-ups she carried around.
โOIC? The dorms?โ The Uber driver grumbled; his eyes narrowed at her through the same mirror she blew kisses to herself through.
โYep. Thanks.โ She replied, adding an emphasized pop of her lips on her first word and brushing off any other conversation with her second. Lora hated small talk, and Mr.Ooverjaver didnโt seem like the type to enjoy it either. So she suffered through whatever terrible sportsball talk show he listened to and slid right out of the car before it came to a complete stop when they reached the extravagant dormitory building. Lora gave a wiggle of her fingers as a wave before turning around and skipping towards the large glass front doors.
Usually, sheโd try to sneak into the room, but with the bright sun shining outside, she figured her sister would already be awake. So she entered with a bang, quite literally, the heavy door hit the adjacent wall, and of course, she tripped over the strewn about pairs of designer shoes by the entrance, barely catching herself from going headfirst into kitchen cupboards, โSister! Please yell at me to clean up after myself. This is definitely not up to fire code or whatever they said when they made us take down the string lights a week ago.โ Lora babbled as she kicked off her heels, leaving them perfectly in the middle of the walkway as she entered into their shared living space. She gave a healthy smack to her sisterโs ass before deciding to collapse on top of Zinnia, back to back with her sister, โGoooood morning, how the hell are you still sleeping when itโs so bright in here?โ
Lora fully intended on smothering her sister with all of her love, but the singing of her phone had her jumping up to retrieve it. A snort sounded as she read Tylerโs text, and she was quickly able to find the bulletin board. She dropped a follow on Ms.Fortuneโs socials and even opted to sign-up for notifications for new posts.
To: Mi amore ๐
At least we look hot in our pictures, and our nicknames are cute. ๐ The VIP??? Okay, we love that for you, queeeen! Who knows, maybe itโll be fun, weโll have like our own little TMZ trying to catch us being bad girls ๐คช
Lora hit send just as a new post from Ms. Fortune herself dinged her phone. Tapping on the notification banner had her eyebrows furrowing as she looked at a picture of her cozying up to some trash, โWhat the fuck?โ
Loraโs playful mood quickly soured as annoyance and worry coursed through her. The first look at the bulletin board had ended begun with seeing her face and finished with admiring Tylerโs. A second look through ALL the faces had her fingers shaking as she typed on her phone, โThis is not fun.โ
To: Mr. Bajoliere
Good morning sir, Iโm going to be running a bit late, but I promise Iโm on my way!
To: Mi Amore ๐
Okay, I take back what I said! THIS IS NOT FUN! DID YOU SEE THE REST OF THE PEOPLE???? Also, that recent post??? Iโd rather throw myself off a building than kiss that asshole again. Where the fuck is that picture from??? you donโt think โPlatoโ is subscribed to these updates.
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