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Post by Shay Whetlock on Jan 16, 2010 20:03:52 GMT -5
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Honestly, going clubbing was nothing new to pretty much anyone at Hordcrocks. Whether you were a popular like her, or a skater. But everyone stuck to the same club, Glasses and Bottles, because it was extremely popular and easy to fit in amongst people. Even if you were a vampire, like Shay. As long as you didn't feed on anyone and get your eyes that pure shade of onyx, you were pretty much safe as an iguana. Even with her odd black eyes, she could blend in once she got in. But that was often the toughest part, getting in. Most people her age couldn't. Well, unless you meant Shay's real age, considering was was one hundred and sixty seven years old at this point. But she should be dead, not still roaming the world. Oh well, it honestly didn't matter at this point. She was still old enough to get in, that was what mattered.
Though, it was the way you carried yourself and how you appeared was what got you in. There was no way anyone, even if you were barely too young, could get in unless you carried yourself properly. Which was exactly what Shay did. With her hair straightened, appropriate make up, and a sexy outfit it was easy for her to get in. Shay was a naturally confident person, which made this task extremely easy for her to do. Especially since she made sure to keep a little extra cash on her for occasions like these, as she barely passed as the age to do things like this. She looked physically young, which totally sucked for her. Shay was too old to look this young, it was practically unfair for the vampire! But she dealt with it anyway, and used her small and defenseless appearance to her advantage the majority of the time.
Fixing a few small flaws in her hair, Shay slipped the cab driver her money. It drove away, and she glanced at the popular club. The sun was just setting, causing a beautiful scene. The small sunlight exposure would not bother her, nor would it tan her which was good. Shay loved her smooth, flawless skin to remain the pale white shade that it was. Her brown eyes glanced around cautiously, making sure that no one would come up to her. Tokyo was a busy place, much to her luck, even at this day. But Shay knew if she waited outside an hour or two that gangs would start coming out. Yes, she was stronger than them, but she didn't need to attract any attention to herself or be found draining them of blood. That just wasn't going to end well for them or any other humans that saw her, and Shay was not extremely thirsty for blood. But a Vodka wouldn't hurt her. It took a lot for her to become drunk and get hungover...but she didn't sleep, so hungover wasn't much of an option.
It was easy for Shay to get in, all it took was a slip of a few twenties and she was let in almost immediately. She supposed her dazzling smile and wink had helped with it as well. She gracefully made her way over to the bar part of the club, ordering a single glass of Kissui to start off with. Alcohol was relaxing for her stressful school life, one that she had to repeat every few years. But with the hybrids disappearing it was getting hectic, despite the fact that her blood was pure. She was a born vampire, which seemed to make her slightly more pure as well. The bartender handed her drink, and she slipped him cash. She took a sip of it, sighing softly as she glanced around to see if anyone that she knew (or any supernatural creatures either) happened to be here tonight.
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tonight, imma fight til
we see the sunlight
this lovely post is made especially for open/everyone and was written with a complete 644 words! my lovely little character is wearing this adorable outfit. the awesome lyrics go to kesha, and the awesome format goes to me!
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Post by Nathaniel Grimaldi on Jan 16, 2010 23:14:57 GMT -5
OUTFIT I'm a Party Crusher
A Sick Mother F***er ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nathaniel was lying in his bed jamming out to some of his favorite bands, and reading some of his favorite books. As he listened to the fast beats of the music, He got a partying kind of mood. He totally felt like getting drunk and dancing the night away. But then again, when didn’t he feel like partying, that was like an everyday thing to him. He quickly hopped up off his bed and with his enhanced speed, ran over to the mirror. He was absolutely stunning like always. He stood in front of the mirror admiring his porcelain like skin and perfect features. Nate could probably spend hours in front of a mirror just staring at himself. He was actually, really conceited. Even though he looked great, he still needed to change. After all, he was going out, and he needed to impress everybody. He quickly ran into the bathroom, and showered up. He came out with a towel covering him from the waist down. Nate carefully applied some bright red into his hair and went into the closet and changed into some different clothes.
As soon as he was done dressing and straightening his hair, he ran outside. He reached the vast parking lot, and soon stood in front of his nearly indestructible black Mercedes Guard. Like he actually needed all the protection the car had to offer. Nate was nearly indestructible himself, but the car was so pretty and he just had to have it. Life sure was great when you’re filthy stinking rich. He gracefully got in and sat down on the red leather seat. The car’s engine hummed as he turned the key and within seconds, he was taking off down the streets. Nate turned the music up all the way and started singing to the songs. A lot of people really couldn’t sing, but singing was just another gift that Nate was granted that made him even more big headed.
It didn’t take him long to reach the Glasses and Bottles nightclub. It was one of the hottest clubs to go to, and probably the only one worth going to. Usually, they wouldn’t let kids in. Although, Nate wasn’t really a kid. He was at least 182, he kind of stopped counting after a while. They didn’t just allow anyone in, you had to look the part. Of course, Nate got in every time. Whether it be looking downright hot (which was usually the case), or flirting and bribing the bouncers at the entrance. He slowly walked past all the people waiting in line and winked at the bouncer who let him in. He let out a big smile as he walked in to the all to familiar scene. He loved it hear; the music, people, and drinks, it was all so awesome. Nate walked up to the bar and ordered a shot of Vodka to get him started. As soon as the drink came, he had already drank it up. He looked around to see if anybody he knew was here. He looked down at the other end of the bar, and saw Jillian a fellow pureblood vampire and friend which caused him to smile. Nate gracefully walked over towards Jillian and sat down next to her. “Hello Jill.” He said in his usual tone as he let out a small smile. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mister trouble maker
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Post by Shay Whetlock on Jan 17, 2010 0:08:43 GMT -5
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A soft sigh escaped Shay's parted lips, and she flipped her even, brown hair over her shoulder. She spoke briefly with the human two seats over, but decided that he was easily not worth her time. Compared to the wild life that she did, most humans weren't able to compare anything. Shay was a bit too daring most of the time, yes, but still - what was life without fun? Nothing. In the end, everyone would die (though, that was going to be quite a while for her), so why not live your life to the fullest? It would be too boring for her otherwise. Life was short, in most cases, which was also why Shay thought that humans should live life to an extreme and have as much fun and be dangerous as well. Who would want to be boring and dull? It would be so plain. With that thought on her mind, she finished the drink and ordered another shot.
A familiar smell came upon her, it was distinctive among the alcohol. Shay glance over her shoulder when she recognized the scent of this particular vampire, it was her friend Nate. He was her friend, despite that the technically ran in different groups. She was a popular, because Shay was a cheerleader which made it odd that they where friends, seeing as he mainly hung out with emos. But they were both vampires which gave him much in common. They appear perfectly human, but she knew as soon as the sun set that they would not look as human. They would have an oddly placed smile, but being surrounded by drunks they probably wouldn't notice anything strange. But it was better to smile oddly than to have to show your fangs to the world, and cause chaos among them. It just would not turn out exactly good, as even if they weren't sober it was likely they would notice at least that much.
"Hey Nate," Shay said casually letting a smile cross her features. "Come to reek havoc?" She asked, her expression completely serious as she spoke. It was easy for her to be like this, and if she was not one of the more 'tame' vampires, so to put it, she would have been completely serious about this. But, she was tame, lucky for all the humans here. Though bars where great places to pick up a little snack, it was easy to seduce someone to coming with you outside for a few minutes. Messing with the humans was one of the funnest parts, though, you just had to make sure that no one saw you with what you ended up doing with them. "I'm pretty sure I did." She stated simply, after having all those thoughts cross her mind havoc and chaos sounded pretty good to her. But, it always seemed to. She was just that type of person. Well, with these humans at least. They were all sleazy low lives.
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tonight, imma fight til
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this lovely post is made especially for open/everyone and was written with a complete 503 words! my lovely little character is wearing this adorable outfit. the awesome lyrics go to kesha, and the awesome format goes to me!
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Post by Nathaniel Grimaldi on Jan 18, 2010 14:32:58 GMT -5
OUTFIT I'm a Party Crusher
A Sick Mother F***er ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As he sat down next to Jillian, he wondered how they were friends. After all, he was an emo and she was a popular. He was the one listening to what some might call “depressing” and drawing abstract things. Jillian was the one in cheerleading and always hanging out with people that always smiled. Usually, the two groups never interacted, but at times Nate would get tired of some of the other people in his group, and would branch out and hang with some of the other groups, one of which was the populars. One of the first people he started talking to in the group was Jillian. The two just seemed to hit it off from the very beginning. It was probably because they were somewhat alike. Both were pretty friendly, and both loved to party, which is probably what brought them both to the same club.
Nate let out a tiny chuckle as he heard Jillian ask if he was here to wreak some havoc. “Oh you know me all too well Jill.” He said with a tiny smile. He looked around at all the people in the club. To him, regular humans just seemed so pathetic. They were just so fragile and weak. Thankfully, he had been born a vampire and never knew such weakness. They thought they were on top of the food chain and so superior. They didn’t even know about the darkness of his world. If they wanted, odds are his world could overtake the human’s world. Just thinking about it made him want to feed on every person in the bar. Nate then heard Jillian say that she was pretty sure she was ready to wreak some havoc. He then let out one of his usual friendly smiles and looked back over at Jillian. “Well then, let’s get a little drunk and party a bit.” He said his lips slowly curving upwards into a smile. “Then we can grab a quick bite to eat. After all, it looks like an all you can eat buffet in here.” He said letting out a small chuckle. “Speaking of which.” He said as he looked back at the bartender. “Another shot over here puhlease.” He said with a smile as the bartender brought him over another shot of vodka. Nate quickly slammed the shot, letting the warm liquid slide down his throat.
“So Jillian tell me.” Nate said his bright blue eyes staring straight into her. “How’ve you been? We haven’t hung out in like forevvvvvvvver.” He said with a small smile. The two never hung out like every single day. Not that it would bother him, he really like Jill, but the two both had their own cliques to spend time with which made it a little difficult for them to hang out with each other. Plus, all the hybrids disappearing has caused everybody on campus to be a little on edge. He wondered what was going on, and who would want to kidnap hybrids. It also scared him a little bit, some of his friends were hybrids and he didn’t want to lose any of them. He knew that there were people like his own family who couldn’t stand hybrids, and just thought of them as “Impure.” and didn’t think they were worthy of living.
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Post by Shay Whetlock on Jan 20, 2010 18:50:33 GMT -5
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"Or your face is easy to read." Shay said, shrugging simply with her statement. She was typically good at reading peoples faces, as long as Shay knew them beforehand. It was something easy, especially with silly little humans. Their expressions were not hidden, especially if they were drunk. That was usually when she was around them as well, that or she was feeding. Shay assumed this; nevertheless, she was not going to change her opinions about them. Unless they were gifted, as that was a completely different scenario! They were actually different which made them interesting, instead of just regular attention whores that this club was probably filled with at the moment, as usual. That's how clubs were usually filled, and they usually ended up drunk going home with some stranger that they didn't know that just wanted to get in their pants. Thats how most just were. Perhaps it was harsh of her, she didn't care.
"Drunk and party? You say that like it's something new for me. I'm offended," she teased. A soft chuckle escaped from Shay's lips about Nate's statement about it being a buffet. To a vampire, it pretty much was just one big buffet. "That is pretty true, and since their all drunk no one's going to notice a few people disappearing." Shay didn't care if the bartender overheard, he probably wouldn't even know what they were speaking of. As far as whenever their fangs came out, some people thought it was pretty hot for some odd reason. Not that Shay minded, it made it easier to catch some prey some days as well. Nothing was better than a drunk man who was turned on by the thought of a girl having fangs. How that was supposed to be hot or sexy was completely lost on her, though. But it was probably that they were drunk, as most sober people were absolutely terrified.
"Make it two," Shay told him flashing him a perfectly innocent smile, glad that the sun was still peaked out apparently. That was all she would need around him, seeing as he was probably still sober. She took a gulp, before balancing the glass between her fingers. She threw up her other hand as he stared at him. "Woah! Don't be a creeper!" She said, rolling her emerald eyes at him. The smirk that slid across her face said that she didn't mean it, though. "I'm fine anyhow, but it looks like you're not holding that alcohol to well with how long you're stretching your words already. What about you? How have you been?" She said, taking another drink of her drink casually as she glanced around to see who would be worthy of her draining.
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tonight, imma fight til
we see the sunlight
this lovely post is made especially for open/everyone! my lovely little character is wearing this adorable outfit. the awesome lyrics go to kesha, and the awesome format goes to me! now start writing love, i'm waiting.
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Post by Nathaniel Grimaldi on Jan 26, 2010 2:50:34 GMT -5
OUTFIT I'm a Party Crusher
A Sick Mother F***er ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nate let out a tiny chuckle when he heard Jillian said his face was easy to read. “Damn.” He said letting out another smile. “I really do have to work on that.” He said sarcastically. “Is this better.” He said letting his face relax and not show any emotions. It didn’t last long before he started to smirk. “Yeah I just don’t think I could do that for very long.” Nate said laughing. He just wasn’t like that. He needed to show emotion. I he didn’t, he’d probably end up going insane. He always spent time around people who tended to hide their emotions. Whether it be his family or friends. Practically everyone in his family apart from him and his twin Emily, and she showed too much emotions; even by Nate’s standards.
Nate started laughing when he heard Jillian say that she was offended. He knew she was just joking, so he started to laugh with her. “Oh well I’m so sorry miss Jillian.” He said sarcastically before letting out a small smile and a light chuckle. He let out an even bigger smile when he heard Jillian say that all the people there were drunk so they wouldn’t notice a few people disappearing. That was one of Nate’s favorite parts of going out. He loved the feeling of just taking someone and making it seem like they weren’t even there. Humans were so stupid. They just dance away, not knowing that some of the deadliest predators were just sitting there watching their next meals walk right past them.
Nate started to laugh when he heard Jill. “I’m sorry I just can’t help myself.” He said teasingly before letting out another big smile. He then heard her say that she was doing fine, but it looked like he wasn’t holding his alcohol too well. “Oh come on Jillian. We both know that I’m not drunk. Maybe in about five or six more shots and I will be.” Nathaniel said with a smile as he looked down at his empty shot glass. He wanted to get another shot, but decided that he better not. After all, he didn’t want to get too wasted too fast. Nate’s attention was taken off the glass when he heard Jillian ask how he’s been. “Oh I’ve been alright I guess.” He said with a smile as he started to look around the crowded club to see who was worthy enough to be his next meal. “I’ve just been kind of doing the same ol’ things every night…you know partying, sex with some guy or girl then draining them dry…ya know the usual stuff.” He said as he let out a small smile. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mister trouble maker
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Post by Shay Whetlock on Feb 12, 2010 23:59:28 GMT -5
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"A bit," Shay said with a smirk. She could probably go emotionless as long as she wanted with as much practice as she had. With her 'previous' life as she put it, it was impossible to survive and show emotion at the same time. It just didn't work out, and probably never would. "I could," Shay chanted in a sing-song tone, a victorious smile now replacing the smirk rather quickly. "It'd be easy to, with as much practice as ol' me has had." He didn't know how much practice or from what, and never would. That was just the way she planned on keeping it, and she did not want it to change one bit. It was much easier now that she could just show her emotions, especially now that it wasn't dangerous for her.
Sticking out her bottom lip, a look of pure heartbreak spread across Shay's face. It could fool some of the smartest men, and get to the toughest of men's feelings. It was sadness and depression, to put simply. To go into detail, there were probably millions of words that could nail it. If she had been human tears probably would have been forming at her eyes, but that wasn't something she could do. After a few rather long feeling seconds, a smile appeared back onto her face and it was as if nothing had happened. "I'm one hell of an actress, so I suppose that would help to if I needed to remain emotionless or have to deceive someone with emotions." She shrugged simply as if she had stated something simple like 'puppies are cute', and nothing more.
"Mmhm, tell yourself that," Shay chastised him simply, but the underlying hints of a smirk were on her face. She raised an eyebrow at his comment. "Five or six more? I thought you'd be out in the alley with some poor, helpless jailbait by your fourth shot." She said simply, her shoulders shrugging. "Same old same old? Glad to know I'm not the only one who does the same crap half the time. Though sexing it up then getting to have a snack is always a good feeling." She noted the bartender eye her warily, but the old fool would have no idea what they were talking about. Her eyes narrowed at him from a moment as a gesture to butt out, before returning back to normal and on Nathaniel.
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tonight, imma fight til
we see the sunlight
this lovely post is made especially for open/everyone! my lovely little character is wearing this adorable outfit. the awesome lyrics go to kesha, and the awesome format goes to me! now start writing love, i'm waiting.
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