m- None Of My Time Is Wasted
#1
[html]
Thread Information
Date: 07 APR 2011 (backdated)

Setting: Anathema, Cave Mouth

Time: Afternoon

Character Form: Optime (both Pan and Ven)
[/html]

[html]

Word Count → 569

JUST GO AND LEAVE THIS ALL BEHIND → Viking plz; Mature for drug use.

What would happen if I had to leave you, Pander? The boy asked the woman. Panda looked up at the man who leaned over her, and she put her hand to the boy's cheek and she stroked it, her head laying in his lap, back against the rocky earth. She had a smile on her maw, something entirely too common on the face of the woman (she was friendly, she couldn't help it) and she had chuckled lightly at the musing of the man. What would ever drive you and I apart, ix? the girl had spoken to the boy, her chocolate eyes looking up at the hazel ones, where they were glued there, as if she was gazing into the man's soul, and in all honesty, she was, and she liked what she saw. She saw all of him. Down to every last emotion, she could see it.

He was worried about their future, she could tell. Sometimes she thought too of their future, but she also was a more of a "live today for what it is" type of girl, so she would think of the future, but then only think far enough to know what she was going to do for the day, not really for the winter to come, or for a relationship's future. When Panda did think of the future, she could not imagine Venom not being there, so she figured he'd be there forever with her. I'm sure there has to be something. What if I have to go live with dad for a little bit? the man had asked the woman, looking down at her. Then I'll wait for you. Or I'll go with you. the woman spoke to him, her hand falling from his face and going to one of his long locks of hair. She played with it, and giggled softly. Where's our weed? the woman asked before the man had already thought slightly ahead of her and he was already reaching into his pocket for one of the joints that he rolled this morning when they had woke from their slumber. Right here. the man spoke to her, a warm smile being placed on his maw.


The man put the joint into the woman's mouth for her and then he took his lighter and lit the end of it for her. She inhaled the smoke, and took a few puffs from it before she held the joint away from her mouth and then she put her nose as close as she could to the man's and then she blew the smoke into his nose. He inhaled the smoke she exhaled and held it in his lungs for a moment before he let it go. Panda would take another hit and then pass it to Venom. Panda would watch the boy hit the joint, her getting a nice view of all that he was, his muscles, beautiful patterned pelt, and strong, wolfish shoulders, along with a long beautiful mane that was silky smooth and soft. She had to stop herself from molesting his hair at times, that's how bad it was. Instead, she was frisky enough to start one of her retarded games. She took her coal hand to the man's chest, and she took his nipple into her fingers and just gave a gentle, teasing squeeze. Yeah, she had strange games. At least it kept her entertained.




Ven

<style>
.pv-triad {margin:0px auto;width:450px;background-color:transparent;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/rzOB2.png);background-repeat:no-repeat;background-position:bottom;border:none;padding:0px;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;line-height:16px;text-align:justify;margin-top:10px;}
.pv-triad .ooc {font-style:italic;font-size:11px;line-height:15px;text-align:center;margin:2px;text-indent:0px;}
.pv-triad .ooc b {font-weight:bold;font-style:normal;}
.pv-triad .divider {border-bottom:1px dashed;}
.pv-triad p {text-indent:20px;margin:0px;padding:5px 10px;}
.pv-triad b {font-weight:bold;letter-spacing:1px;color:#422202;}
.pv-triad i {font-style:italic;letter-spacing:1px;}
.pv-triad u {font-style:italic;text-decoration:none;font-variantConfusedmall-caps;border-bottom:1px dotted;letter-spacing:1px;}
</style>[/html]
#2
[html]

+3. Awkward encounter can be solved by BOOZE.


He contemplated finding the warrior girl again.

As heavy steps were taken back towards the underground clan, there were two things the giant carried this day: His axe, and a dark blue bottle of Vodka. The morning sun found the giant at the foot of the mountain, doing what he did best. Only this time, he took the hard alcohol with him in hopes that it would suppress his burning thoughts of the chocolate female.

Occasionally, he would wander to the base of the mountain, and though nothing physically prevented him from traveling out further, Viking was at war in his own mind. It had been a while since he saw Miri, the fighter he met near the very place he trained that morning, and there were times when the giant wandered out to the location again, with secret hopes to see her.

But time and time again, she never showed her face. This bothered the foreign warrior, and yet he beat himself up attempting to get her out of his head. What did it matter if she never wanted to see him again? Maybe she succeeded in what she wanted to do back at her pack, or maybe she failed and paid for it with her life. None of this should have mattered to King, and yet it did.

As the colossal god emerged over the hill, nearing the cave entrance, the afternoon light shone in on the half-filled bottle that sloshed about, his own footing almost equal to the swirling liquid. It was only until he was feet from the mouth of the mountain wall when he noticed a pair of wolves lining the entryway. For a second the giant stood still, though his vision was already beginning to swim with the effects of drink, inhaling the scents of something.. strange. The acrid smoke came from the pair, but Viking wasn't one to bother to ask questions - let alone try and push his way through. Slowly, he stumbled over to the right, to find another way into the caves.

<style type="text/css">
.Vikingfreeb2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#ccb9ae; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #000000; }
.Vikingfreeb2-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#796b62; text-align:center;}
.Vikingfreeb2 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;}
.Vikingfreeb2 {margin:0 auto; width:480px; background-color:#2f2c2a; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... reeb01.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #ccb9ae; padding: 225px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#796b62; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12.3px; text-align:justify;}
.Vikingfreeb2-border1 {width:484px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;}
.Vikingfreeb2-line1 {width:450px; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; margin:0 auto 3px auto;}
</style>[/html]
#3
[html]

ooc: rawr

Venom retaliated with a nipple pinch of his own on the woman before Panda would jump up and tackle him over. Venom was the first to catch sight of a hulking beast coming their way, and he whispered some words into the half-ears of the woman, who straightened up right away and looked towards the staggering white wolf-man. Her right half-ear fell back for a moment and she cocked her head and looked at the bottle that he held in his hand. Panda wondered who this man was, for she hadn't seen him before, and also they were new around so Panda was still up for socializing with as many of the pack members as she could so she could have herself a little group of friends or something like that. She did like to have friends in the pack, and hopefully she would be able to fit in with all of them. She sure as hell was trying to at least. This giant man would be one of those friends she hoped. The skirted pothead had gotten up from her spot, using her friend's lap as a lever to help herself up to her feet. When she was up on her feet, she turned to Venom for a moment and held out her hand to help him up. He took her hand and then she helped pull him up and then Panda turned back towards where the beast of a man had started to stagger his drunk ass somewhere else.

Hay! Waits! the woman called to the man that she did not know. She wanted to know who he was at least, just in case he wanted to talk some other time if not now, when he was drunk. Sir! Ya' know ya could have come in this way, we would have moved for ya! the woman spoke to him, trying to catch up to the scarred man. Venom followed behind the woman, though he did not call out to the other man. Venom was much less interested with meeting others than the woman was, but that was only because Venom was introverted and much less of a people seeker than Panda was. Panda was a woman who wanted to know the world pretty much, though there were people she wouldn't like, she always figured that she was supposed to see some people because she was supposed to learn something from them. Any small lesson she could learn, she would, pretty much.

<style type="text/css">
.pandafreeb2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#0d63c8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #010312; }
.pandafreeb2-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#818184; text-align:center;}
.pandafreeb2 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;}
.pandafreeb2 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#010312; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... Behr02.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #ecebe9; padding: 170px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#818184; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;}
.pandafreeb2-border1 {width:502px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;}
.pandafreeb2-line1 {width:470px; border-bottom:1px dotted #28304a; margin:0 auto 3px auto;}
</style>
3+
[/html]
#4
[html]

'His drunk ass', made it sound like "Oh nuh uh, where you goin'?!" XDDD. I loved your post. Let me know if this one is hard for you to respond to.. cuz he doesn't say much :3


The neck of the bottle was lifted to silent lips once more, without even feeling the burning sensation go down his throat. Dropping it back down to his side, nothing but the sloshing of the liquid could be heard. King almost didn't see nor hear the pair as they got up and said some words in his direction. His current state made it seem like his heavy steps were as light as air as the warrior swayed, and though he stopped when being spoken to, Viking still felt himself moving.

Single ruby eye was narrowed as he turned to gaze at the pair, brows furrowing to try and see them clearly. The foreign male briefly caught wind of the white and black woman's words, body turning towards the cave entrance once more. Viking's response as nothing but silence, as usual, braids coming forward as the giant nodded and took another giant swig from the clear bottle. Grunting as he pulled the object away, he began in their direction slowly.

As he sauntered closer to them, he avoided their gaze; a loose tongue was not enough to make him forget his mannerisms. "Takk," he grunted out, though without realizing it was a tongue that most around weren't familiar with. Stumbling to the now barren entrance, King forgot to duck his head at the mouth. Walking straight into the mountain, an audible 'THUD!' could be heard, followed by the giant's roar of surprise.

<style type="text/css">
.Vikingfreeb2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#ccb9ae; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #000000; }
.Vikingfreeb2-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#796b62; text-align:center;}
.Vikingfreeb2 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;}
.Vikingfreeb2 {margin:0 auto; width:480px; background-color:#2f2c2a; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... reeb01.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #ccb9ae; padding: 225px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#796b62; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12.3px; text-align:justify;}
.Vikingfreeb2-border1 {width:484px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;}
.Vikingfreeb2-line1 {width:450px; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; margin:0 auto 3px auto;}
</style>[/html]
#5
[html]

ooc: lmfao yeah it really did sound like that. I'm glad you enjoyed my post <3

The white man had turned and approached. It wasn't until the man had come closer to both of the wolvens that Panda would realize that he was not as big as she thought he was. He was muscular, but both Venom and Panda did hold height over the other man, Venom less so because he was still growing. At the rate he was growing, Panda wouldn't be surprised when Venom becomes taller than she, and then some inches. He was going to be huge, in more ways than one, and Panda was the lucky ones who got to watch him grow. The man spoke a word to them as he passed them, staggering towards the entrance to the cave system of Anathema. Both Panda and Venom watched the drunk man in silence because they both had not known what the fuck the man had said (so they both were in slight shock still) and they watched him walk right into the mountain instead of the entrance. The man let out a noise from his mouth, which was followed by both Panda and Venom's voices ringing in laughter at the man's mistake.

Panda then trotted up to the ivory man, Venom following right after, and Panda placed her hand on the man's shoulder, and her joint being taken out of her mouth with the other hand so she could speak easily. Ya' okay sir? the woman asked him, cocking her head lightly to him. Venom still chuckled softly about this whole ordeal. You look like you hit you're head pretty hard, man. Venom added, for no reason really, probably just to hear his own voice in this whole ordeal. Panda snickered herself though, she just couldn't help that it was funny that the man had run into the mountain like that. Maybe lay off the drink a little bit? Panda suggested to the drunk male.

<style type="text/css">
.pandafreeb2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#0d63c8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #010312; }
.pandafreeb2-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#818184; text-align:center;}
.pandafreeb2 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;}
.pandafreeb2 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#010312; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... Behr02.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #ecebe9; padding: 170px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#818184; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;}
.pandafreeb2-border1 {width:502px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;}
.pandafreeb2-line1 {width:470px; border-bottom:1px dotted #28304a; margin:0 auto 3px auto;}
</style>
314+
[/html]
#6
[html]

+3. Rofl XD. Let me know if this is hard to reply to.. because I don't imagine him sticking around outside xD.


The giant's free hand flew to his head, where the impact from the mountain was made. The collision itself made it sound like a skull crack, a sound Viking was used to - and almost missed to hear on the wind - but the noise that came from his lips was more of surprise. Luckily for him, the vodka that coursed through his body made him nearly numb to the run-in with the rock face, but it also took him by surprise when someone lightly touched his shoulder.

"Faen i Helvete.." Viking muttered, muscles lightly jerking in response to the contact. He turned his head to look at the female nearest to him, single eye narrowed as he glanced from her to the other man. Had the foreign warrior had any sense about himself at the moment, he could have sworn they laughed at him for his mistake. Without caring too much, he shrugged the touch of the female off of him, looking back and forth from one to the other.

Barely catching the woman's words, he turned, ducked his head, and made his way into the underground. "No," came the grunted response, which echoed off of the walls as darkness enveloped him. Though Viking barely understood what she said, he caught 'off' and 'drink'. Either way, he would've responded negatively to whatever her question was. If anything, the warrior didn't feel drunk - and needed more. As the torchlight from the main room poured over his muscled body, the male plowed forward, heading for the direction of the clan's alcohol stash. That day, the warrior was hoping to drink himself into forgetfulness of the female warrior who was the cause of it all.

It was possible that one could think an earthquake were happening, as the man who staggered towards the kitchen ran shoulder-first into the cave walls here and there. Still, despite his loose foot movements, the grip upon his axe was firm, if not tightened. The warrior huffed through his nostrils, the stench of the smoke from the pair of wolves still following him.

<style type="text/css">
.Vikingfreeb2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#ccb9ae; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #000000; }
.Vikingfreeb2-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#796b62; text-align:center;}
.Vikingfreeb2 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;}
.Vikingfreeb2 {margin:0 auto; width:480px; background-color:#2f2c2a; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... reeb01.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #ccb9ae; padding: 225px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#796b62; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12.3px; text-align:justify;}
.Vikingfreeb2-border1 {width:484px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;}
.Vikingfreeb2-line1 {width:450px; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; margin:0 auto 3px auto;}
</style>[/html]
#7
[html]

ooc: sorry for the wait >.<

The wolven that hit his head on the mountain had muttered something harshly in another language before Panda and Venom would follow the man into the caves, after the male had declined the woman's suggestion to stop drinking so much. There wasn't much that Panda could do since the man had already rejected her advice, and she had no right really to tell the male what to do anyways. Panda took the joint back from Venom and had gone in and followed the white male to where he was going, into the main room, and staggering to the kitchen. Panda could not hold back a small chuckle and a smile that pushed on her lips until she had realized that he was aiming for the alcohol that the pack had in the kitchen. Panda would have thought that the man would go for the food or something, but he went straight to the drink. Hey, Who are you? I'm Panda. the woman asked the man, wondering who he was. and then quickly introducing herself. He probably would forget her name right away, but she didn't mind, she knew what alcohol did to others. Ya' also talk funny, where are you from? she could only wonder if he could understand what she had been saying. Venom was slightly put off by the other male, enough for the male to pull back his ears and look at Panda, in a way that would tell her to just leave him alone.

Panda felt the look on her, and glanced slightly in the direction of the male, and her half ears fell back briefly. With the look, she had told him to drop the look and that she was going to do what she wanted. She wanted to know about this man, because he was 'family' and even if he was the weird uncle Fred who does crazy rituals to summon demons or whatever your nasty little minds want to imagine really. Panda was determined to find something about the man, and what if that hit on the head by the rock actually hurt him but he was too drunk to actually realize? It was only Panda being concerned for her fellow packmate. She still hit her joint before passing it back and looking to Venom. Get me some food, Pander is hungray she spoke to him, speaking about herself weirdly like she liked to do from time to time. Venom gave the woman another look. Bitch, you're supposed to be the one making me a sammich. the man reacted, his ears pulling back but his maw holding a smile to signal that he was joking. yo dickwad, I make you better food than a sammich, so just go get me some meat. she spoke, dismissing the man. I got your meat right here. the man muttered under his breath and he grabbed his crotch before he turned his back to the woman and went off to get the meat that she wanted since they were in the kitchen. I heard that bitch. she called to the man before her attention went back to the white axe man.


<style type="text/css">
.pandafreeb2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#0d63c8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #010312; }
.pandafreeb2-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#818184; text-align:center;}
.pandafreeb2 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;}
.pandafreeb2 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#010312; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... Behr02.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #ecebe9; padding: 170px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#818184; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;}
.pandafreeb2-border1 {width:502px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;}
.pandafreeb2-line1 {width:470px; border-bottom:1px dotted #28304a; margin:0 auto 3px auto;}
</style>
524+
[/html]


Forum Jump: