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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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Briley had gotten here before the rest of them, she wanted to be early. And she had signed up like any normal person would, to socialize and meet cute people and get their numbers to have... er... fun with later. But this was insane.
Her short fuse already lit, she stood up from her seat and slammed her hand on the table for all to hear."If you don't stop acting like idiots, I will ring up the managers of this goddamn gala and have them kick your sorry asses out of here before you even get to say 'sorry'!" Her voice quaked with aggravation. She was a ranger, and there was no way in the world she was going to tolerate this sort of obscene behavior.
"For Arceus' sake!" she looked at Noah, her eyebrows peaking in hopes that the yell-y man would cease his obnoxious frustration, "If you didn't want to deal with this kind of stuff, why on earth did you sign up?!"
And then, crankily, she sat back down and folded her arms in a near pout. This was not how she wanted this dating thing to go. Hopefully an actual fight wouldn't break out so she'd have to pull out her ranger badge.
but, unfortunately, such a moment did not last. andrea failed to take note of the incoming projectile, and snivy was too caught up in his conversation with the dragon-type to witnes the item sail toward his mistress's exposed head.
"...!"
it made contact - shattered - and the coordinator released a shout of pain in response. the girl recoiled, and unceremoniously fell from her chair before clutching at her head, her hands shaking and a pained moan escaping from parted lips.
"fuuuccck."
that hurt. it still hurt. and some of the jagged pieces had sliced at her flesh. the cuts were relatively minor. but, she had a bruise that was taking shape upon her scalp.
"sniv!"
the grass-type's eyes narrowed, and he shifted his gaze toward the offending male who had dared struck his mistress.
"snivy!"
the pokemon used a well-aimed vine whip, intending to lash out at noah's table and strike out against the human.
like always he was late to the party. a true rebel he was. by the time he had entered the room everything was already in chaos. he raised an eyebrow as his eyes scanned the room. he saw a couple making out, another throwing a vase, and a familiar voice yelling for them to stop. he could only laugh at how odd the situation was. speed dating.
once the yelling from his partner was over he slowly walked over to the table he was assigned to. which coincidentally was with his partner. how weird. he sat down and looked at her. she was obviously quite frustrated with how the event was going. all ceddy could do was smile and laugh.
"stop pouting," he said. he mimicked her body language and also leaned forward and folded his arms. a similar pout appeared on his face as he tried to mock her. "makes you look...really ugly."
his eyes diverted away from her for a second. a vine whip? it rattled the table. luckily it wasn't their table. he just ignored them and grabbed briley's arm to get her attention.
"hey. ignore those idiots."
A LOT OF PEOPLE
Hold your tongue, honey, The things we know could unleash hell.
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Last Edit: Jul 7, 2015 4:51:42 GMT by cedric odair
Bunny tried to ignore all the shouting and yelling, she really did. The voices were muffled and Bunny couldn't see the table that was apparently making out due to Sylvester being directly in her line of sight. But then a vase was thrown and she gasped, watching as if shattered and one voice she knew all to well called out.
"Oh my god!" Bunny cried, leaping from her seat. She vaguely noticed that her sister was there — her sister, the one she didn't even know was in Hoenn — in the same room, but forgot promptly at the sight of Andrea holding her bleeding face. "I'm so sorry," she said to Sylvester before dashing forward and kneeling at Andrea's side, carefully trying to peel the girl's hands away from her cuts.
"It's okay," Bunny tried to sooth, using her most calming voice, "It's alright, I'll stop the bleeding. Stay still, move your hands." She took a handful of the tablecloth and placed it on Andrea's face, dabbing with slight pressure and being careful to pluck out pieces of the ceramic vase. "Don't worry about that guy, he's an asshole, I've got you, you're okay." She idly hoped that the other guy would get his face punched in already.
COULDNT HOLD ME BACK They're gonna rip it off Taking their time right behind my back And I'm talkin' to myself at night Because I can't forget Back and forth through my mind Behind a cigarette
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[attr="class","tbbody"]there was niko, all dressed up in his fancy outfit ready for some lame speed dating. he needed time to get dressed up and prepared, so he arrived later than the other guests. he however was not late for any of the action. he stood by the door as the first wave of chaos happened. he looked at the list and found his table. he walked over to it, only when he felt like it was safe. but then again it looked like it was never going to be safe. he sat down at the table across his date only to realize that it was a guy.
niko snorted. he figured the event organizers would mess something up. so he had gotten all dressed up for nothing. well, the fight was something interesting. "good evening," he said to his date. it didn't take long after he sat down for a pokemon to start attacking someone. snivy with a vine whip. at least it wasn't his table. but he wasn't going to stay around to get hurt or to get his suit damaged. so he quickly hopped out of his chair and headed straight for the exit.
he stood by the door, however, just in case anything exciting happened. he was sure to blog this entire night. what a disaster this was.
You could imagine Briley's surprise as Cedric, of all people, sat down at her table. But she hid her curiosity well, continuing to pout.
Cedric sat across from her, mimicking her stature and expression and making her smile. But she quickly snuffed it out, hiding it with a frown and hoping he wouldn't notice. "Shut up, I'm pretty all the time," she grumbled, looking at the wall beside them so she didn't have to see the rest of the room or his cute face.
But then she heard something break and Briley shot up, looking for the damage. She nearly began to stand until Cedric put his hand on her arm, bringing her attention back to him.
Pouting even more, she pointed to the rest of the room. "But Ceddyyyyyy," she whined.
This entire thing was sinking faster than any ship known to man. Everyone there must have known it by now and whoever Syndra was paired with hadn't even showed up yet. She didn't support the decision to start throwing glass objects at people but Noah had done the deed regardless. Slowly the female moved her hand to cover her gaping mouth, her lips parted in shock as the shattering of glass could be heard. Everyone moved and most looked concerned for the one that was hit by the vase. A brief glance to Noah however let her know that he did not regret his decision however.
It was only when the other pokemon began to make an attack at Noah did Syndra bite her tongue. "Fuck." Her voice was vocal and bold. That was the first curse word that Syndra said in a long time and at this point it was necessary. Everything was spinning out of control and no one was doing anything to stop it. Finally did the female jolt out her her seat with a slam of her hands on the table, no longer able to hold herself at the seat. Pokemon attacking other people were wrong. Everything about this was wrong. No matter how much she hated Evan for accidentally signing her up for this, Syndra still felt the obligation to help his gay friend. "Spheal, help Noah out." The ice type cooed in partial fear however he rolled towards where Noah stood and once the Vine whip came, the ice type froze over the vines with Powder Snow.
There was some attempt to stop the fighting but it was all one sided. Syndra sighed and was suddenly happy she did not remove the mask she wore upon entering the room like some of the others did. "Noah, do you just want to leave? I think we've both had about enough of this." Knowing Evan's trigger was Noah she hoped that the reverse was true too. "We can just wait for Evan to finish in the main room."
[attr="class","pv00"]When he had threw the vase he hadn’t expected it to hit, and at best he imagined it shattering against the table in an odd display of flowers, ceramic and water -- but it really was his lucky day. He guessed her little make out session had been enough to distract her, which for her hadn’t been the best choice. This was what happened when they did that type of shit anyway, and he had given them a warning to not do it. He sat at his seat, watched at the vase shattered against the girls head -- and he knew, knew that if Evan found out he would be pissed -- and as she fell from her seat he couldn’t help but feel the corners of his mouth twitch upwards.
It was hard enough not to smile, worse to hold back a stifled laugh that escaped his lips one too many times as he tried to hold back. Someone else had yelled, and really Noah barely listened. He watched the girl stand to aid the other, only to return to her seat just as quickly -- and it was then that he laughed. “Are you serious? You shout all high and mighty for two seconds only to get distracted by your date? If that was the case you shouldn’t have said shit in the first place.” Hes stopped caring about this event, the one he had no choice in being a part of; the one whom he had been forced to attend along with the god awful gala it was placed within. “Also, just for reference -- it wasn’t my choice to be here. I wouldn’t have signed myself up to sit in some room as I watch people try to score a quick fuck.”
His Poochyena, the one whom he had been surprised to note had been quiet most of the night, stood from beside him, growling at the Snivy -- and before it could pounce Noah held its hand to its face. “Calm down,” he muttered, remaining in his seat with a deadpan expression of the transpiring events. A vine whip wasn’t going to do much of anything, and at best if the trainer really wanted to kill him he’d take it over sitting here any longer.
But there it was -- help -- despite Noahs’ dislike for it. His eyes turned away from the two who had chipped at his nervous too much, away from the woman who had spoke up only to be as distracted as the rest; and he stared up at Syndra with the least bit of emotion except for a quick dance of amusement in his eyes. “Can we? Because honestly I was hoping to just get kicked out of the Gala altogether.”
Post by Darius Valentine on Jul 7, 2015 5:26:27 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.
Jking about the Iron Fist ability thing lmao. If you want to fight we can, if you'd like to make a separate thread about it we can do that too, but if you don't you don't have to.
WORDS
Darius was enjoying making out with Andrea, until it abruptly ended with her on the ground groaning. "What the fuck?" He thought and looked at the broken vase turning to look at the guy who complained earlier. He looked back at Andrea, a girl was now at her side tending to her, that was good now all he had to do was beat the shit out of an angry gay.
Darius silently stood up and walked over to their date spot, and slammed his hand onto the table leaning towards Noah. "Well if you want to start a fight, I can take a minute to beat on ya." Darius said, he wasn't mad, no, no, not at all, he had a sadistic grinned stitched across his face. "Come on now let's have some fun!" He added grabbing Noah, pulling him out of his seat. "How about my version of speed dating, me and you, right here, right now." He added putting up a guard.
Iron Fist - Age.22 - Healthy Darius has his guard up!
Post by Sylvester Blackburne on Jul 7, 2015 5:42:35 GMT
This was getting pretty bad. All of these people in one room for a formal event, and this was the outcome? Pokemon in this instance were, by far, much more civilized. What was going on now was completely unacceptable for an intelligent sentient being. Not to mention it ruined his..."date". Even though he wasn't expecting much to come from it, the fact it was interrupted infuriated him greatly.
"You're all a disappointment." Sylvester vocalized this loudly with a rigid voice, mostly targeting those who were acting out. They knew who they were. "Are you so important that everyone else in any given room you enter has to cater to your standards? Get fucking real." He got up and walked over to the door, his Sylveon, Marley, jumping from the table and following him over to the man called "Noah".
"I suppose you were going to just leave without so much as an apology, right?" His eyes bore holes into the figure of this man. All this, just because someone had to open their mouth to whine, and then literally throw a fit—rather, a vase.
[attr="class","pv00"]Here came the man who, up till recently, had been more than eager to suck the soul out of the girl who -- by no fault of his own -- got hit in the face with a vase. Maybe it had been his fault, that maybe he should have just let them do whatever they wanted without saying anything; but he hadn’t and honestly wouldn’t have wanted to. It was already irritating enough to have been dragged into this dating hall, sat down awaiting whoever had been chosen for him for the first round; and then to have to sit through watching everyone attempt to fuck each other from across the table. That was too much.
The slam of a hand against his table caused him to look up, away from Syndra to stare up at the redhead who had taken it upon himself to start a fight Noah cared nothing of. He wasn’t looking to start anything, all he had wanted to do was get through this without having to watch softcore porn. It just so happened that they weren't about to stop and they pushed the right button for Noah to do something that just might get him kicked out of this place.
Was he supposed to be scared? Threatened maybe? No -- everything he said just sounded like a line in a script from one of those shitty games he’d see advertised every so often. Even when he was pulled up from his seat Noah stared, deadpanned by everything -- and for a second he glanced at the door behind the man, hoping to see it open and the managers of this establishment calling everything off. “Yeah… no…” he signed, staring at the man who was -- rather comically -- too ready to start a fight. Maybe a minute ago he would have been ready to punch him in the face but now, Syndra had offered him a way out and an excuse to say to Evan; which, was all he wanted. “The way you worded that was… odd. I know you meant that as a clever opening to fight me but, really it made it sound like I was as desperate for attention at the girl you just ditched at your table.” Another one. His eyes glanced to the side, looking over a man he didn't know -- hell, hadn't even realized was in the same room -- before returning his attention to the other. "I was going to try, yes." he says, a shrug lifting his shoulders briefly.
she had clutched onto bunny as she struggled with the sharp agony. a flurry of movement had followed, and voices were raised - but she failed to pay attention at first. the fellow coordinator's presence comforted her tremendously, and she regained her focus as she was tended to.
"i'm good," she repeated.
the woman raised her gaze, taking in the scene of an aggressively postured darius whom had approached the shit head who was likely responsible for this. she heard a low growl escape her snivy -
"snivy!"
the pokemon's vines slithered back into their original position, a pained expression forming in response to the terrible chill that flowed throughout the entirety of the organic appendages.
"holy shit. this fucking hurts."
shaking her head and blinking, andrea struggled to stand but could only manage the simple task of sitting in her chair. a noise signifying her frustration escaped her.
"that fucker," she snarled. "imma fuck up that face of his soon enough."
darius would likely take care of that. but, damn it, she needed a minute to recover at least.
"sniv! snivy!"
jester glared at the poochyena and then at the spheal.
"snivy! snivy! snivy!"
he gestured toward his injured mistress and stepped forward threateningly as he directed his anger toward both the humans and pokemon alike.
Bunny helped Andrea to her seat, continuing to used the blood-stained tablecloth as a makeshift sort of napkin. She pressed in multiple places, lightly moving andrea's bangs out of her face and dabbing gently at the scrapes. Blood was everywhere.
"Calm down," Bunny said soothingly, "I know you're mad but you gotta calm down, otherwise it's only gonna hurt worse. You can beat him up later, when I've got you bandaged up and you won't hurt yourself anymore than right now."
She continued to press at a particularly stubborn spot, turning her head to look at her date-of-the-moment. "Sylvester, don't tire yourself with him! He's just some angry bully that doesn't deserve any of our time, leave him alone and he won't be able to do anything about it." At least, she hoped so.
Getting on her knees before Andrea, she asked quietly, "Are you dizzy? How badly does your head hurt? Do you want me to try to find a nurse or something?" Bunny was genuinely distressed to see the tough girl beaten and battered like this. Darius seemed to have things handled for her, though. At least for now.
oh shit. he knew briley wouldn't take kindly to the retorts thrown back at her from the guy. ceddy wasn't going to do anything. not worth the effort. he'd rather sit there quietly and watch the others bicker and fight. and he would like some company at least. so he would try his best to calm his partner down.
he winked at her when she whined at him. "but brileyyyy," he mimicked her whine. and when a bigger pout appeared on her face he mimicked that too. he event pretended to rub fake tears off from the side of his eyes. "pouting makes me sad," he whined.
but the other guests were being quite obnoxious. they turned this nice evening into a fight. they even got their pokemons out with the spheal joining in. yeah, the guys in particular were being real shitheads. especially that guy who threw the vase.
"we should leave them alone," he whispered to her. but where was the fun in that? he shook his head and winked at her. "or we could smooch and upset them more."
at least he thinks that's why the fight started. he grabbed her hand and brought it up to his face, kissing it gently as he pouted.
A LOT OF PEOPLE
Hold your tongue, honey, The things we know could unleash hell.
Briley found herself conflicted as Cedric continued to mimic her, going so far as to even be original about it — wiping fake tears from his eyes and everything. Her frown began to upturn again, the ends of her mouth twitching a little. Damn, he was cute.
"But Ceddy, that's not fu—" she nearly started to whine again before he interrupted her, kissing her hand lightly. She promptly shut her mouth.
Briley looked between Cedric and the unruly group of people. She did this a few times before sighing, finally giving up and pulling her chair around the table so her back was to the group and she was closer to her partner. "Fine — you're lucky you're cute." But if that guy said something about her getting an easy fuck again, she was going to shove her badge in his face and cuffs around his hands, no questions asked.
SHEPHERD is handsome as ever - -
DIANA is sitting pretty - -
