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JUNE 18TH, 2015
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hello calamity! we're nearing the two months mark in a few weeks. how time flies! right now we have two things going on that need your participation. the first is an activity check! it is impotant that you check in so you don't lose your face claim. the second is the otm nomiations! we're doing it a bit different than last time. so please submit your nominations in. a vote thread will be up in the next few days. there will also be a formal event coming very soon, so keep your eye out for that. keep being cool!
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Post by andrea warren on Jul 11, 2015 20:27:25 GMT
the gala was in full swing, the buildings interior now filled with a multitude of warm bodies. a diverse group of people mingled, the environment entirely lax. andrea had accepted her mask with a pleased look, standing idle as bunny made sure it settled comfortably onto her face. the woman had granted her a small kiss in response, lips warm and eager to spread her affection.
"mmm, this shit is pretty good."
she had been nibbling on the food, sampling anything that caught her eye. andrea made sure to involve snivy in this, the pokemon's eyes glimmering with appreciation as he stuffed his face with rich beverages and snacks.
speed dating had started - -
- -
- - both coordinator and pokemon had returned, less than pleased with what had went down in a short period of time. the girl's head still ached, and her mood had grown positively foul. thankfully the people she was cool with were around. this caused her to cool down relatively quick.
"mm."
she increased her intake of wine, careful not to take too much iton her system. thankfully the girl could handle it well - but her hormones tended to go into overdrive - so it wasn't long before she started to eye up anyone with a body temperature.
"sniv?"
her pokemon peered at her curiously.
"'mm good. fuckin' gala and fuckin' vases and fuckin'... fuckers."
the grass snake rolled his eyes.
alcohal made for some good painkiller, so, she relished the amount she had taken in. eventually the girl set it aside when she felt her buzz had reached wherever she had wanted it to go.
Post by BUNNY BECKETT on Jul 11, 2015 20:40:33 GMT
Reach out your hands Don't turn your back Don't walk away How in the world Can I wish for this? Never to be torn apart Close to you 'Til the last beat Of my heart
Bunny walked beside Andrea, occasionally rubbing her back before her hand traveled down the coordinator's arm and lightly squeezed her palm here or there. She had had a really, really rough night, and she wanted to make sure that by morning, Andrea felt better than she did at this moment.
Bunny had a glass of wine herself, sipping it easily under the half-mask. It was pretty good, she had to say, but nothing like the stuff in Kalos. It was enough to make her relish in the bitter taste, though, and the light buzz that came after her first cup still lingered airily in her head.
"How are you feeling?" she asked Andrea for probably the hundredth time. "We could always see about getting an ice pack if you want, or leaving—"
But Andrea had put down her wine glass and was then entranced by the music. Bunny glanced at the dance floor before finishing her drink, placing it beside Andrea's and squeezing her hand again. Very lightly, she gave the girl a peck on the cheek. "We can go dance if you want, but I want you to be careful," she mumbled carefully, looking at Andrea's face with careful eyes. Diana, who was slithering beside her, cocked her head.
The Dratini looked to the snivy, asking a quiet "Tini?" in his direction.
Post by andrea warren on Jul 11, 2015 21:19:30 GMT
andrea's attention snapped away from the music, her gaze shifting toward bunny as she spoke. memories began to surface, her body growing warmer as she was somehow reminded of that one night of passion they shared. oh, how she wanted to indulge in that sweet sensation once more and again.
and again.
a smile slipped onto her face, and she moved to press closer.
"mm..."
her arm slipped around the willing girl's waist, her eyes heavy as she moved to blow gentle puffs of air against her neck.
"ya smell real nice, princess," she drawled.
the girl felt content - cared for - whenever she was around bunny. the girl was warm. everything about her was warm and perfect in andrea's eyes.
"and ya spoil me, ya know? imma start gettin' greedy if this shit keeps up."
releasing a chuckle in response to bunny's offer for a dance mixed in with a show of concern.
"i'm good fer now. i wanna stay here with ya for a minute longer. let's get a table, yeah?"
she moved in for kiss, oozing with dominance.
"sniv, snivy," the grass snake greeted, politely averting his gaze.
[attr="class","nv3"] but i look at you. i look at you, and god, constellations are bursting, fires are dying, silence is deafening, the whole damn world is terrifying - - - – – and im falling, god, i’m falling.
[attr="class","nv4"]----
[attr="class","nv3"] getting drunk tonight
[attr="class","mv"]
[attr="class","mv1"]with his cyndaquil mask in hand, evan had made his way over to the bar and ordered a strong drink. he was already tired and wanting to go home. when he had first arrived at the gala, the party had not kicked off and everyone was standing around awkwardly. instead of mingling with the crowd, evan had simply talked to noah and snacked on some of the food. they had also run into syndra and from there the three of them talked until evan had saw sign ups. it was a party after all andhe assumed it was for some silly raffle they could win prizes in. so without hesitation, he signed all three of them up without looking twice. it had turned out horrible in his favor and before long they were all shoved into a room for a speed dating event.
yeah the other two were pissed off but evan was hoping they could laugh it off and be back in fifteen minutes talking about what happened. what he didn't expect was how disasterous it would end up to be. fights broke out, small pokemon battles, and a room almost completely destroyed. it had gone so horribly wrong that by the end of it, he had a tremendous headache and simply wanted to leave. but the only thing that kept him there was maybe the night could turn out great in the end. he was hoping that maybe noah would end up having a good time to in the end... which was highly unlikely.
evan glanced at his watch as he sipped his drink, looking to see when the fireworks would start. he had slipped out the door as soon as the speed dating round had ended and had yet to find his group of friends. taking a quick look around, evan quickly shot back his drink before requesting one more. no he was definitely getting drunk tonight.
Post by BUNNY BECKETT on Jul 11, 2015 23:01:27 GMT
Reach out your hands Don't turn your back Don't walk away How in the world Can I wish for this? Never to be torn apart Close to you 'Til the last beat Of my heart
Bunny accepted the cuddles with ease, wrapping an arm carefully around Andrea's shoulder and a kiss on the crown of her head. She found her train of thought melting away as the almost overwhelming smell of wildflowers coming from Andrea's body made her feel at home. "Thanks," she mumbled quietly.
Bunny laughed a little at the other girl's comment. The wine was starting to make her thinking a little drowsy. "I don't mind if you get greedy," she said softly, giving Andrea's shoulder a gentle squeeze. "I already want to be around you all the time, it's only fair."
She nodded, helping walk Andrea over to the closest table that was empty. But before they sat down, she accepted the kiss, lingering a little big longer than a peck. Bunny wanted to feel her insides implode a little before she moved away, the butterflies erupt in her stomach and her heart begin the race.
Once that was done, she pulled away only to wait a moment and steal another quick kiss before sitting down beside Andrea rather than across from her. They were closer that way. Bunny ended up calling another one of the waiters over, taking another glass of wine and beginning to sip at it. Who cares, right? This was a big party, wasn't it kind of the point to get shitfaced before midnight?
Diana followed the two coordinatord with the Snivy, squinting in curiosity. Humans sure were weird.
Post by Dylan Allardice on Jul 12, 2015 12:43:06 GMT
Dylan stood lonely in the ballroom, he was not going to dance all by himself that was going to be an awkward sight for everyone, and he would never live down the embarrassment. He waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, till he was fed up with waiting. "Damn it Riolu, there's nothing for us to do here!" He muttered a bit angrily to his Riolu, who quickly calmed him down with a hug, why was he getting so riled up? Riolu didn't know, in fact Dylan barely knew himself. Maybe it was the desire to see the love of his life, who he couldn't find anywhere in the ballroom.
His Riolu tugged at his hand, pulling him along with ease. "Whoa! For a little tyke you're pretty darn strong!" Dylan commented as he was dragged along. Together the Pokemon and Magma Grunt duo would be onto the dance floor. His Riolu then began to dance right there in front of him, Dylan clapped for his little fighting type till he stopped and stared at his owner. "What? Are you challenging me?!" Dylan said quite shocked when his own baby Riolu nodded and actually was challenging his Trainer to a dance off right there. "Alrighty then let's do it!" Dylan said, he ignored everyone around him, it was just him and his Riolu in their own world dancing together, laughing at each other, cheering for each other, and nodding at each others as they switched turns. Sometime would pass and the two would be dancing together in sync instead of alone. "Wow. . . I really hope I don't look like an idiot that'd be embarrassing." Dylan muttered to himself and then bumped into his little Riolu. "Whoa!" He shouted toppling over, quickly grabbing his Riolu hugging him towards his chest. "Are you okay!? I'm so sorry." Dylan apologized holding his Riolu out. His Riolu nodded rubbing his head and was quickly placed onto Dylan's shoulder.
Dylan checked if anyone saw him, and let out a relieved sigh, no one was paying attention to his idiocy. He scanned the crowd around and his jaw dropped, there she was, the love of his life, the girl who snatched his heart, the Magma Grunt who gave hot a new meaning to Dylan, Fiona Devoir. Dylan quickly shot up off the floor and dusted himself off. "Please Arceus tell me she didn't see me fall." He thought, blushing hard. Dylan wanted to rush over there to see her, but didn't want to come off as a creeper, nor did he want to seem as if he was giving her the cold shoulder, Dylan stood puzzled for a moment until his Riolu smacked the back of his head and pointed at Fiona with a face that said. "GO GET HER!" He smiled and nodded as he slowly made his way closer to her.
"Uhm, Hello Fiona fancy meeting you here. . ." Dylan said trying to control his blush, he quickly flashed his signature super friendly smile at her.
Post by kristmar mortensen on Jul 12, 2015 13:06:26 GMT
we are quirky, totally crazy, fairly broken but nicely decorated
The compliment regarding his pokémon was readily lapped up. His smile widened and he glanced down at the serpent again but with a fonder expression. Kasimir didn't seem too fazed by the compliment given to his condition, only giving an appreciative rasp when his trainer reached down to rub his head again.
"Did you doubt my capabilities?" Kris hummed, still preening a bit. "I've only had Kasimir for a few weeks, but I'm good with handling snake pokémon. I'm a bit of an enthusiast." Like father, like son, in a way. His parent had a deep interest in reptiles in general and Kris supposed it'd been one of the things he'd inherited from his old man. Although, despite his knowledge and experience regarding capricious snake pokémon, the seviper was still a bit of a handful. The serpent was young and Kris, to date, didn't even have his first gym badge.
After a couple of days in the city, he'd catch the boat back to Petalburg and fix that.
While Kurayami waved down a passing waiter, Kris' attention drifted to the raised platform where some movement was going on. Musicians were taking their places and doing last-minute checks of their instruments, some quietly checked they were in tune while others flexed their fingers, others were making sure their music stands were at a comfortable height and were well lit. Kris murmured a distracted 'danke' as the other male relieved him of his empty glass and handed him a fresh one, engrossed in watching the musicians settle and prepare to fill the room with jazz music. No sooner had they began to play, some people already began taking to the dance floor. Kris gave a gentle snort and lifted his glass up to his lips, reassuming their previous line of conversation.
"I haven't been up to too much other than training in preparation for the gym at Petalburg and teaching TMs for quick cash," the blonde said, rolling one of his shoulders while taking a step back to lean against the windowsill. His fingertips drummed lightly against the base of the crystal flute and his gaze wandered from the few dancers back to Kurayami. "What about you?"
Ah... that was right though. The last time they'd met they hadn't thought to trade IM names. Or, at least, Kris hadn't thought to. The sandy-haired coordinator gave Yami a pausing look, a considering one as he mulled something over. Silently, he delved into his inner breast pocket and pulled out his pokénav, offering it up for him with a slight smile.
"We didn't, did we?" He answered in a smooth baritone, a little louder so to be heard over the music being played in the background. "Best do it now before I forget." Which would be, honestly, more probable the more the night drew on.
Risu was so excited he had been trying every different food that was here at the Gala. It was all so delicious and it was even better that his buddy Toki was eating it with him. The large bug pokemon was eating just as much as he did almost like the two were in a contest. The two glare right at each others eyes. It was time the Pokemo companion and Risu were scarfing down food as fast as possible. Toki and Risu soon began to choke on the sheer ammount of food at the same time. The best idea to do in this situation was to run straight to his brother.
The two were pounding their chest with almost a blue face staring at Usa. Until they finally managed to swallow the food down their wind pipe. He stared his brother with excitement."USA! I don't think you understand just how delicious the food here is! I can't wait for the main course to come out!" He then patted Toki the Scyther on his back. Of course the main course being 'dating' must have been some form of prunes with syrup probably.
Post by Dmitri Khvostov on Jul 12, 2015 18:23:34 GMT
"Y-you must be Usa's brother!" He would have stood but Scyther honestly put him on edge. Bug-types weren't common where he was from, they were weird and this one had giant knives as hands. Not exactly the friendliest face... Dmitri realized he took the seat Risu might have, given he wasn't already sitting there. Suddenly he felt awkward and out of place, even compared to before.
No sense turning back now.
"Usa told me a little about you, while we were talking. I'm Dmitri." Broski scampered up onto Dmitri's lap at the first sign of trouble, shaking a little perhaps out of fear. Yeah, I've never seen a bug so big either. He soothed swinub with a quick stroke along its fur, and it seemed to calm down his pokemon. Dmitri cleared his throat and continued.
"And this is Broski." He gestured to the quivering pokemon in his lap, though he refused to raise him high for everyone to scrutinize. He was liable to upchuck his supper if he felt nervous, and Dmitri didn't want to ruin this particular evening.
Post by Yami Tasogare on Jul 12, 2015 18:31:30 GMT
i wake at the first cringe of morning
and my heart's already sinned
“Maybe I did just a little bit.” Yami replied teasingly to Kristmar’s preening question, chuckling lightly as he watched the two interact and felt a warmth unfurl in his chest. It was always nice to see a trainer and their pokemon getting along, especially pokemon that were usualy rather hard to handle. However, with all Kristmar said it seemed like the Seviper, Kasmir, seemed rather content with his trainer. The brunette hummed lightly, a soft smile curling his lips as he murmured, “Well whatever the case, it looked like you’re doing something right.” At Kristmar’s mention of being an enthusiast Yami chuckled, mildly amused as he asked, “For just snake types or all reptilian types??” Yami knew there were quite a few granted he couldn’t name each and every one out there since there were quite a bit. He’d have to get to know Kristmar a little better before he could say whether he could actually imagine him surrounded by reptiles but just then with his Seviper by his side, Yami could admit he looked good.
He perked up at the mention of teaching tm’s and remembered he too had a tm he could offer up to teach people. He’d have to remember that next time he needed some quick cash and he was too tired to play or sing. “I forgot about being able to teach other people tm. How’s that been working out for you??” At his question redirected at him he blinked before chuckling lightly and shrugging his shoulders a little nonchalantly. “Same old, same old. Performing for a bit of cash as well as pleasure and working towards getting everyone stronger.” Machiko purred happily in agreement, stretching out lazily on the floor of the gala as she watched the blonde human through hooded eyes. Yami glanced down and smiled slightly, “Admittedly we might have also been enjoying the beach by Petalburg a little too much.” Machiko flicked her tail lazily onto her human’s leg making him chuckle before he took a sip of his drink, his nose wrinkling faintly at the taste. He was never one for alcohol honestly, drinking it once in a blue moon but otherwise he kept away from it.
The brunette quirked an eyebrow at the blonde’s look when he mentioned trading IM’s and he took another sip of his drink, this time more tolerant of it. He waited, allowing Kristmar to think through whatever he needed to before suddenly being offered the blonde’s pokenav. He blinked for a moment before leaning in closer to hear what Kristmar said clearly, a slow grin an answer to his no doubt rhetorical question and matter-of-fact statement. He hummed lightly in agreement and took the pokenav, quickly and easily entering it in with one hand before offering it back. “I’m usually always logged in so feel free to message me whenever.” As an afterthought he slipped out his own pokenav and offered it up to Kris, “Here, might as well put yours in too. Just in case you forget and all.” The last words were said teasingly, his nose crinkling just the slightest as he gave the other a crooked grin. His eyes darted to the crowd of dancing people, noticing the music was steadily growing in volume as more people came and chatter grew more insistent.
everyone was dancing now. she's only been here for a few half an hours. she knew no one. swirlix in her arms. fiona was attached to the pokémon. being it her best friend since she was young. perhaps ten years of knowing such a small pokémon is a blessing. and as she was with him, she felt her heart comforted by the cotton candy pokémon. "ah...don't drool too much strawberry," she quietly says as she notices the pokémon's tongue out like the norm.
the cotton candy pokémon was fluffier than before, a bowtie on his head. even if strawberry was a boy, the pokémon adored bowties on his head. fiona, of all people could barely recognise herself when she pass by a huge mirror.
she was wearing a velvet red dress, made for a ball. her shoulders exposed and her arms in a long sleeve red silk gloves. she didn't wear heels, they were quite annoying for her. since she would trip a whole lot. flats were nice to have. her hair was flowing, long and fluffy. on the side of her head was a flower her mother sent her to place. it was a nice touch, but she still couldn't recognise herself from the little to no makeup on. lipstick and her eyelashes were perfectly shaped.
as she was busy a bit admiring herself in the mirror, fiona took note of a thud on the ground. frozen, almost in fear, she walks on. she stops as soon as there was a scuffling of footsteps. strawberry barks again, this time looking at fiona with a lopsided smile. "...ah...no, we shouldn't..i don't know..."
she doesn't want to look. it might have been embarrassing for the person. luckily for dylan, she didn't notice him trip and fall. if she did, she too would have fallen, in order to get the attention away from him.
as she sways, almost a bit to the music, she turned her head when she saw dylan. her heart skipped just a tad. hmm? his friendly smile flashes at her. she nods to him. "...hello dyl..." she says softly. strawberry barks at dylan, happy to see a familiar face. "ah...here to dance...?" she wasn't sure how to start a conversation, let alone talk.
Post by Dylan Allardice on Jul 12, 2015 22:37:20 GMT
Dylan slowly scanned her outfit trying not to stare for too long at her. She looked amazing, absolutely stunning, far better than anything he could come up with in his imagination. In his look of awe a few words escape his lips "Wow. . . you look great." Dylan quickly covers his mouth trying to cover up blush, it was always difficult to do so around Fiona, no matter how hard he tried he couldn't get rid of the feeling of hot red rosy cheeks.
When she turned to look at him Dylan could of almost fainted right then and there, her strawberry blonde hair looked as beautiful as ever, and her face was jaw dropping gorgeous. When she spoke it was the same beautifully soft voice as always giving Dylan a feeling of comfort and butterflies. Dylan moved his hand from his mouth to his sides swiping off his Riolu mask as he did so, there was no more point in wearing a mask, especially in front of Fiona, his friendly smile quickly reformed across his face. The Riolu on his shoulder waves to Fiona and strawberry mimicking Dylan's smile. "Ri-Riolu!" The Fighting type said gleefully. "Strawberry looks as adorable as ever." He comments, the cotton candy looking Pokemon was literally the most adorable Pokemon Dylan had ever seen, and his Riolu was pretty damn cute in his eyes. He went on to answer her question next. "Heheh, yeah I am here to dance!" Dylan replied happily as ever. "How about you? Did you get any dancing in tonight?" He asked, an almost insane and crazy idea popping into his head as he asked. "What if she were to dance with me?" He thought as he stared deep into her eyes. "Is it possible? Would she even consider dancing with Dylan ever?" He hoped so, very badly.
Usa slapped his palm against his forehead. "Really Risu", he muttered as he turned to give both his brother and his brother's Scyther a disapproving look. "When you're in a nice places like this, you're suppose to eat slowly, not stuff your face like a Snorlax". He sighed as he brought his hands to his knees in an effort to stand up. Directing his attention to the Scyther, "Toki, I thought I asked you to keep an eye on him...you promised you would give him a scyther-chop to the head if he acted out of place".
He got up and briskly made his way over to his brother. He then gave him a quick glance over. "Well, at least there's no food stain on your clothes". He reached over and tugged on the edge of Risu's jacket. He then straightened Risu's collar. "Okay, you look somewhat presentable again. Can you try to keep it that way at least until the dating event starts?" He turned to stand directly in line with Risu. His hand now resting on Risu's shoulder, he looked at Dmitri and smiled. "Yup, this is my brother".
Post by Darius Valentine on Jul 13, 2015 3:28:38 GMT
THESE ARE THE DAYS
WHEN I HATE THE WORLD
HATE THE RICH, HATE THE HAPPY, HATE THE COMPLACENT. TV WATCHERS, BEER DRINKERS, THE SATISFIED ONES. BECAUSE I KNOW I CAN BE ALL THOSE LITTLE HATEFUL THINGS AND THEN I HATE MYSELF FOR REALIZING THAT. BE SAFE, BE SAFE.
The King has arrived, and this time no vases throwing gays are gonna stop him.
NOTES
Now Darius knew the only way to turn this night around was by drinking, and by drinking I mean heaving drinking. He stood there taking shot after shot after shot after shot of every kind of booze and alcohol he could get his hands on, till he was absolutely shitfaced and crazy. He practically ready to start screaming "Fuck the police!" and have his way with every woman in this Gala.
He quickly walked around the Gala barely keep himself up straight and walking straight searching for the two girls he met during the first round of speed racing, man would he have his way with those to babes. "Where the hell did they go, I swear they were here just a second ago." Darius muttered to his Gabite, who questioned Darius's behavior slightly. Humans sure were weird in this Dragon Types eyes, but she remained loyal to Darius.
As soon as Darius spotted Andrea and Bunny making out a table, he knew he had to join in on the action. He made his way over as fast a drunken man could and quickly knelt down by. "You two princesses got room for one sexy king?" He asked winking at them, without another word he quickly went to give both "princesses" a kiss.
Post by Dmitri Khvostov on Jul 13, 2015 4:09:57 GMT
He stood up quickly and left Broski on his seat; he wouldn't mind if they moved him, and odds were Broski would be happy to oblige. But Dmitri wanted to ask at least one dance tonight, and if there was anything he hated it was going back on a promise, even ones he made to himself. Where are all the ladies? He spotted a couple of them off on their own. Then some creeper mosied on up and tried taking both for himself.
"Excuse me, Usa, Risu; I have business to take care of. Be back soon, though, I promise!"
What insolence... The nearest object was a vase settled on some pedestal in the corner of the room. It looked to be expensive, but it also looked heavy. Heaving it onto his shoulder, his lean muscle laboring to muscle the load, Dmitri hurled the thing at the red-head who was hogging all the dames.
"Leave some for the rest. This ain't a one man gala." He didn't particularly care if the women sided with the poor guy; it was just a matter of ethics. At least, back in his homeland, this is the sort of response you'd get out of most guys. Love was special, not something to be handled so willfully.
What would they do? The better question is, do I give a fuck? He hadn't recognized Andrea yet, given her abrupt change in appearance and actually looking more effeminate than her usual.
