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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2016 11:33:00 GMT -5
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IC A party? Well it's not like he hadn't been to any of those before, though likely it wasn't going to be a party that he was used to, yet still...it couldn't be that bad. "Sure, it sounds...interesting, at least, to go," Ezra agreed, besides, if he wanted to fit in with everyone here, he definitely needed to see how they acted and what they did. That way he could blend it easier.
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Post by cιnnaмon roll on Nov 21, 2016 11:45:19 GMT -5
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{{ "Great! Just make sure you stay away from Rebecca. She likes to steal money from the guys she flirts with," Alex warned with a playful smile as they walked. Rebecca wasn't too bad, if either you were broke or she didn't find you attractive. "And Caroline. She broke some guy's arm at the last party I went to. Or Tony, he can get pretty wild. Actually, you should probably stick with me, just in case." Now that he thought about it, all the parties Jackson invited him to got out of hand pretty fast. }}
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Post by Blossomshadow on Nov 21, 2016 11:47:21 GMT -5
(Hey, Watermelo. I mean, what should I even call you? Lol. How should we start our plot?)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2016 13:48:44 GMT -5
OOC Sure! And you can call me anything. Water, Melon, Mel, Mo, Watermelo, Melo, Wamel, whatever.
IC "Stealing my money shouldn't be a problem, I'm broke anyways," Ezra said with a frown. Though breaking arms....he had always had bodyguards to protect him before, so well...that may be a problem. Then everyone else too... "But it probably would be best to stay by you," he agreed, Alex wasn't too bad, he was just about the only person Ezra could currently stand anyways.
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Post by cιnnaмon roll on Nov 21, 2016 18:51:43 GMT -5
》Want to skip to the party? Sorry, I'm feeling very uncreative right now. Dx《
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2016 18:55:32 GMT -5
OOC It's fine, and sure!
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Post by cιnnaмon roll on Nov 21, 2016 19:03:26 GMT -5
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{{ At a quarter past nine, Alex showed up at Jackson's girlfriend's, Melanie's, house in his usual, very casual attire. He didn't see the point of dressing up if all he was going to do was eat junk food and keep an eye on Norman. Then again, he didn't feel like doing anything else, so there was that. "You can do whatever you want, really. I'm just gonna hang back and clear out the snack table," he told Norman awkwardly. It sounded a little pathetic, but honestly, his idea of a party included videogames and twister, so yeah. "Just don't wander off too far." }}
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2016 19:11:44 GMT -5
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IC Ezra only had nice clothes, even his casual was considered nice compared to others' clothes. So of course he was dressed well, a bit nicer than usual too since it was a party. He looked over at Alex and nodded. "I don't plan on wandering far," he reassured before he actually did wander a little, making sure to keep in eyesight of Alex of course, however he wanted to look around, mingle with the college students. See what it was like.
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Post by cιnnaмon roll on Nov 21, 2016 19:23:21 GMT -5
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{{ Alex found a quiet spot in the dining room, with all the food, and began to munch on some chips as he scrolled around on his phone. Every few minutes, he'd look up to check on Norman, but for the most part, he wasn't too worried. Things could get crazy, sure, but it usually took a while. Meanwhile, a very tall young woman, sporting an extremely short skirt and croptop, sauntered her way over to Norman with a very wide grin. "Hi, you must be Alex's friend! Jackson told me about you. He didn't say what a cutie you'd be!" She practically purred and draped an arm over his shoulders. "I'm Heather. Wanna dance?" }}
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2016 19:29:55 GMT -5
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IC "Did he also happen to tell you that your type doesn't exactly interest me?" Ezra asked as he moved away from her, it for one, felt good to finally be able to actually confess to this without an entire country going berserk from a statement. "I'm sure Heather that you are a lovely girl on any normal occasion, however, I'm not here to really dance, more of just to observe," he explained with a charming smile. "Besides, I don't play for that team."
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Post by cιnnaмon roll on Nov 21, 2016 19:37:15 GMT -5
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{{ Heather pouted playfully, clearly not insulted or upset in the slightest. Then, she rolled her eyes dramatically. "Of course I'm not your type and you don't play for my team! But if you'd rather hang around than dance, that's fine. We can still talk." She had a very mischievous smirk on her cherry red lips. "So, are you and Allie a thing? He's a cutie, too. But in that little brother kind of way. If you hurt him, I'll hurt you, okay?" Her tone was innocently sweet as she said it, disturbingly so. }}
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2016 19:40:40 GMT -5
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IC "Alex and I are not a thing," Ezra told her and looked her over, she was...odd, though he doubted there was much she could actually do to him-okay well considering he didn't have bodyguards, yeah he probably could get injured fairly easily but that really wasn't the point here. "What do people do at these parties? They're so unlike any I have been to before," he explained.
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Post by cιnnaмon roll on Nov 21, 2016 19:53:56 GMT -5
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{{ Heather was almost ecstatic at the news that they were not, in fact, a thing. Norman might have been a nice guy, for all she knew, but she thought Alex needed someone a little more wild and energetic in his life. The kid was quiet and awkward enough without another fancy, aristocrat as a boyfriend. "Well, we drink, dance, eat, talk. The usual. It's not like those silly dinner parties my parents like to host. Oh, and we play games! Like seven minutes in heaven. Well, when I can find enough players, anyway." Heather was a teenager at heart, she still loved those silly little slumber party games. "Sometimes we even have contests. Like seeing who can drive Melanie's dad's car the longest without her noticing or crashing it. That happened last time." }}
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2016 20:13:00 GMT -5
OOC Sorry for the poof..
IC "Sounds...interesting," Ezra stated politely. "My name's Norman by the way, Norman Walters, and if you find enough players for any of your games, I'll join in," the short redhead told her, figuring he should join in on the festivities even though he really hadn't been to a party like this before and well...he had really no idea how things worked, but that was the whole point, learn and figure it out so he could easily blend in with them.
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Post by Blossomshadow on Nov 21, 2016 22:41:43 GMT -5
(Hey, Water. Want to start our plot?)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2016 22:57:59 GMT -5
OOC Sure, just not entirely sure how to go about it, tbh.
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Post by Blossomshadow on Nov 21, 2016 23:09:58 GMT -5
(Lol, me either. Let's be lost together. xDD)(Maybe we can start with the Prince receive word that he's getting a new member of staff. Any thoughts on what her job title should be? Head Housekeeper? I honestly don't know nor do I care...)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 21, 2016 23:19:24 GMT -5
OOC Idk, head housekeeper works I guess. XD
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Post by Blossomshadow on Nov 22, 2016 8:20:20 GMT -5
(Lol. okay. I think that for the first few posts, each of the characters will have their own thing going on, until they actually meet, perhaps in passing? And he will not know her (having seen her) but know that this is probably the new woman he was sent lol)
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 22, 2016 11:01:37 GMT -5
OOC Works for me! I'll try and get a starter up later today.
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Post by cιnnaмon roll on Nov 23, 2016 8:25:00 GMT -5
》Sorry for poofing. I'm going to be pretty busy for a while, but I'll post when I can.《
{{ "I'm Heather Macleod." Heather gave Norman a wide, cheeky grin and clapped her hands together. "Perfect! Now we have enough players, if I can convince Alex..." She left Norman for a moment to head over to Alex, argue quietly with him for a moment, before dragging the very reluctant man back over to Norman. "Okay, you two can go wait in the living room. I'm going to go find the others." }}
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 23, 2016 11:44:45 GMT -5
OOC Alright, that's fine.
IC Ezra sent a small smile over at Alex. Games should be interesting if anything else. "Glad to see you're playing," he told him before he slowly started to make his way to the living room as he had been told. These parties were far different from the ones he was used too, though hopefully they were more fun than those had been as well.
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Post by cιnnaмon roll on Nov 23, 2016 14:37:32 GMT -5
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{{ Alex gave him a slow, surprised look, eyebrow raised and lips pressed together tightly. "Have you ever played seven minutes in heaven? It's awkward and boring," he said back, although he was glad he wasn't the only one who had to suffer. He didn't understand why Heather even bothered playing the game at a. College. Party. They weren't in grade school anymore. "And she made me throw away my chips. I just want food." Alex took a seat on the floor, across from the only empty chair, which he motioned for Norman to go ahead and take. Jackson and Melanie had taken the loveseat, and a few people Alex didn't know too well were hogging the couch. }}
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 23, 2016 14:43:19 GMT -5
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IC Ezra easily went and sat where he was told, looking around at the others. "My parents never let me play any party games when I was younger, said it was a foolish distraction from my ro-chores," royal duties, chores, same thing, right? "I don't really even know what they are about," he explained, not getting loud enough for others to hear though, since he didn't want anyone else joining the conversation.
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Post by cιnnaмon roll on Nov 23, 2016 14:59:18 GMT -5
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{{ Alex frowned at Norman, about to ask him how he'd never played such a cliché game, when Heather came skipping into the room, two more very reluctant people following in her wake. She put her hands on her hips and looked around the room, counting quietly to herself. "Alright! So, now we have a pretty much even number of girls and boys. Let's get started! For those of you who don't remember, every person has a turn to spin this bottle---" Heather held up the empty glass soda bottle with a wicked grin. "---And whoever it lands on is who you have to spend seven minutes with in that little closet over there." She pointed to the tiny broom closet on the other side of the room before she sat down beside of Norman on the loveseat's arm and handed him the soda bottle. "Wanna go first, Norman?" }}
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 23, 2016 15:05:04 GMT -5
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IC "...So you just spin the bottle and stay in a small closet with someone for a few minutes? Seems so simple..." he muttered under his breath as he looked at the bottle for a minute before placing it down and spinning it. It spun around and around until finally it started to slow, then slow some more and for a second Ezra worried it was going to land on himself...would he have to go stay in some closet alone for seven minutes? He got claustrophobic when alone, that wasn't really the best idea...no wait, it finally stopped spinning and stood still, pointing directly at Alex.
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Post by cιnnaмon roll on Nov 23, 2016 15:24:54 GMT -5
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{{ Heather looked shocked, Jackson shouted "I knew that was gonna happen!" and Alex just... Alex just froze. Absolutely no way. There was no way he was getting into a closet with Norman and... And... Why him? It could have landed on literally anyone else! "Well, go on, you two," Jackson teased and reached over to nudge Alex with his foot. "Have fun making out with your boyfriend, Allie." "No. Nope. Not happening. He's not my boyfriend and it's not happening," Alex said, his face so red that it felt like he was on fire. He tried not to look at Norman and stared at the floor as he protested, "I'm not making out with you." }}
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 23, 2016 15:30:51 GMT -5
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IC Yeah...he didn't exactly feel like making out with anyone, cute nerd or otherwise. Maybe if it had landed on himself he could just have skipped his turn. "Wait, no one really told me the rules...if I had known this was a kissing game I wouldn't have agreed to play, can we just skip my turn and...I don't know, let me not play?" Ezra asked, he hadn't even kissed someone before, he didn't want to do that. Were all the games like this? Could he just leave now and be good? That sounded like a good idea, just leave.
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Post by cιnnaмon roll on Nov 23, 2016 15:42:09 GMT -5
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{{ "Sorry, buddy, but there's no backing down in this game," Jackson said, at least having the decency to look apologetic as he guided Alex into the closet first. He wasn't being rough, mostly just ushering him along. Alex, for the most part, only grumbled and didn't put up much of a fight. Norman was cute, but clearly neither of them were on board, so this was pretty much pointless. Jackson gently shoved Norman in the closet's direction. "Just fake it," he whispered, only loud enough for Norman to hear. "No one will know." Jackson didn't want to force them to do anything they didn't want to do, so hey, if they just pretended he would keep it to himself. }}
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 23, 2016 15:47:53 GMT -5
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IC Faking things, that was something Ezra was good at and he nodded lightly before entering the closet and looking around. "Jackson said to fake it," he explained quickly, one of the things he was genuinely good at. Faking interest in girls, faking affection towards family, faking being this Norman guy who he had made up...good thing no one bothered checking things like the school records...or records in general since Norman Walters quite literally didn't actually exist.
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