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- J'adore Austral - 03-18-2011 [html]
[/html] [html] <style type="text/css"> #jadore {width: 400px; background: #b6daae url('http://i1034.photobucket.com/albums/a428/schattenjager/Graphics/Souls/jadorebg.png') top center no-repeat; padding-top: 280px; border: 1px solid #77918f; font-family: "georgia", serif; font-size: 8pt; color: #6e435e;} #jadore p {line-height: 10pt; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: justify;} #jadore .ooc {color: #77918f; text-align: right;} #jadore .speak {color: #77918f;} </style> Takes place in a strip club/hotel in Halifax! Failpost! This was one of J'adore;s judgement lapses. While searching for alcohol in Halifax he had come across as human strip club slash hotel. He was now drunk after hours of mucking about, making alcoholic concoctions and takings drugs. He was high and drunk and making noise basically. Leaning heavily on the bar and haphazardly sat on a bar stool, J'adore took a large mouthful from the bottle of champange, looking rather gleeful. This was a rare occurance however. The Spaniard had only experianced a high this big twice before. One time had been in Spain, Barcelona in fact, where he spent hours in a luperci club crinking and taking drugs. He had no idea what else happened except from he slept with a lot of people, male and female. The second time was in Taranto, he was only drunk this time, but he could remember dancing with lots of Italian wolf females, thats all. Of course he had been drunk and high plently of times before but not to that extent. A heavy sigh emerged from J'adore as he push himself up from the bar, only to fall backwards onto broken glass which littered the floor. He didn't notice this as his nerves had long been numb, so he got up and stumbled about, knocking over the chairs and tables as he moved to the stage. [/html] - Alaki - 04-10-2011 [html] Out of Character
Coding by Sie. In Character
Delaying the confrontation wasn’t going to help. He knew it, he really did, and yet he still found himself running away. Further and further away from Anathema he aimlessly drifted, it wasn’t as if confronting his emotions and telling her how he felt was a bad thing. But acting on emotions, wanting something from another… it was all new to him… He didn’t even know how to explain it to her. All he knew was that his emotions towards the white female were strong; he wanted her, wanted her to be his and only his. Yet his stomach churned at the thought of telling her, whilst at the same time, his brain shouted to get it over and done with. He was going to tell her when he returned; he had decided it and was going to commit to it. Still, he was going to try his damned hardest in delaying his return, for as long as possible. All around him, the scenery changed from over grown wilderness to great, fallen buildings; a sign that humans once ruled the lands he walked. Up ahead stood a building, it seemed to be in fairly good condition; it was tall and grand looking. He cocked his head to the side and took in the sight, from what he heard, humans were greedy, foolish creatures; yet they could construct such beautiful buildings that stood after their fall. Inhaling, he picked up a sickening familiar scent. He had calmed down much when it came to the tan male, but he still did not like the male. Thoughts of killing J’Adore did not plague his mind like they did last time, however… bodily harm on the other hand wasn’t out of the option… Pushing through the great doors he entered a large space and following his nose, it didn’t take him long to locate the other male. The scent turned somewhat fowl… the distinct smell of alcohol hung in the air. Interesting… Finally, he turned and entered into a small bar to find, upon the stage.. a very drunk J’Adore. A cruel smirk crept upon him, simply at the sight of the male. Taking out a deep breath, he raised his fingers and ‘wolf’ whistled the male. .AlakiAngel p {padding:0px 20px 10px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .AlakiAngel b {font-family:verdana; color:#636c7d; text-shadow:#636c7d 0px 0px 4px; margin:5px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:9px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AlakiAngel-b {width:347px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0px auto;} .AlakiAngel-header {font-family:georgia, serif; color:#636c7d; text-shadow:#636c7d 0px 0px 4px; float: right; margin:5px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AlakiAngel-ooc {font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; } .AlakiAngel {background-color:#d7dbe4; padding:0px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #ffffff; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:14px; width:345px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://img42.imageshack.us/img42/5977/tbl1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 223px 0px; } </style> - J'adore Austral - 04-16-2011 [html] This post is major crap :|! At the high pitched sound the Spaniard cringed as it hit his eardrums and staggered over. 'Key!?' he asked, his speech slurred and his body tingling. Trotting over happily to his enemy, he practically leaped at him. 'KEY! It you!' He wrapped his tan arms around the male and giggled. He pressed the half drunken bottle of wine into Alaki' face and smiled, 'Wan sum!?' he asked, smiling and fidgetting. Letting go of the darker male he staggered away towards a room slightly away from the bar and main performance room. Squinting as he entered the room, he saw a large bed, covered in lacy bedcovers and fluffy pillows. J''adore jumped down onto it and shouted, unaware of just how loud he was being. While his usual voice was undertone and calm, he was now shouting and giggling as he went about his work. 'KEY!!!! COM HUR PUPA!!! J'adore wiggled about on the bed, smiling, giggling and just being drunk. He was bored of waiting for Alaki. He didn't understand that Alaki was in fact his greatest enemy. How amused the grey male must have been at that moment. J'adore was totally intoxicated and way beyond any comprehension. Alaki was in full control of the situation. He could either leave, or take advantage. And if J'adore wasn't drunk he would have bet his life on Alaki being the type of person to do exactly the latter. .jadore_carousel .ooc {font-style:italic; } .jadore_carousel p {padding:2px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .jadore_carousel b {color:#66abb5; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .jadore_carousel {background-color:#121d3d; background-image:url(http://img823.imageshack.us/img823/710/ ... rousel.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#e9e6b8; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:475px; text-align:justify; padding:235px 0px 0px 0px; } </style> |