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Post by torr on Jan 3, 2017 21:22:23 GMT -5
HAHAHA everyone has the same idea n meets up at the rink n theyre like 'tf r u doing here' then proceed to spy
ah so ur that person that blasts christmas music in july i see
same tho this roleplay is so fun
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Post by torr on Jan 3, 2017 21:23:11 GMT -5
AMBII
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Post by Amber on Jan 3, 2017 21:23:22 GMT -5
OMG YOU GUYS ARE HILARIOUS
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Post by Amber on Jan 3, 2017 21:23:42 GMT -5
TORFAH
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 3, 2017 21:25:24 GMT -5
((AMBII YOURE HERE
OK ILL PUT UP A POST GIMME A MINUTE))
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 3, 2017 21:28:26 GMT -5
Cain slept surprisingly well on his first night in the suite, and Eve turned out to be a comfortable roommate to share with. He woke early the next morning feeling refreshed, then stood and silently left to make himself breakfast. Seeing nobody was awake yet, he quietly flopped down on the floor and propped his head with a cushion, proceeding to do 50 sit-ups, 25 push ups, and then hop lightly on and off a table 20 times- wiping it down after with a cloth- before he headed into his room and showered.
He got dressed, hair silky and smooth and waterfalling over his back, before leaving his room again and trying to find Devin's room. He lightly cracked the door open. 'Devin?' He murmured, wary about waking the other man up, but it had to be done if he was going to take him skating and get back in time to meet his papa. He quietly walked over and shook his shoulder lightly. 'Yo, wake up. If you still wanna go ice skating you need to get up. I'm leaving in half an hour.'
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Post by Smokey Feather on Jan 3, 2017 21:29:17 GMT -5
Everyone but Cain and Devin are about to became Grade A stalkers x3 Until they're caught.
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Post by torr on Jan 3, 2017 21:30:29 GMT -5
that night everyone had the same dream /you must stalk cain and devin tomorrow/
YES FINALLY THIS IS ALL IVE EVER WANTED
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Post by Smokey Feather on Jan 3, 2017 21:31:29 GMT -5
Torr you've become Pi x3
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 3, 2017 21:31:45 GMT -5
TORR YOU ARE PI
So Pi is 314 posts!
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Post by Amber on Jan 3, 2017 21:42:53 GMT -5
Devin's eyes sleepily blinked open, and he turned to glance at the man shaking his shoulder. Narrowing his eyes in concentration, he hastily sat up. "Alright, alright." He mumbled, grasping the blankets and throwing them off. Luckily enough for Cain, Devin normally slept with all of his clothes on, shirt included. "I'll be right with you." He glanced briefly over at the sleeping form of Spencer(?), before scrambling out of bed. "Lemme just put some clothes on." A frown plastered across his face as he shuffled through his clothing items.
He grabbed a striped black and white long-sleeved shirt and some dark jeans, and black shoes and socks. He slipped into the bathroom and changed into new clothes, briefly glancing at himself in the mirror. Sucking in his cheeks, he ran his hands through his ruffled hair, taming it slightly away from his face. When he deemed himself presentable, he exited the room.
"I'm ready, Cain!" He hollered out, grabbing a quick granola bar from the kitche cupboards.
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Post by Amber on Jan 3, 2017 21:43:27 GMT -5
OMG IN THREE POSTS YOU WILL BE A LEPRACHAUN
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Post by liz on Jan 3, 2017 21:43:58 GMT -5
Seeing that her roommate was up, Eve began rooting through her bags, ready to go undercover and spy on Cain and Devin. Humming, she turned her phone on and began playing the James Bond theme song. She had had a pleasant sleep, falling asleep quickly due to the time change. Setting her costume aside, she slipped out of her room in search of a quick breakfast. Putting a pop tart into the toaster, she began to hum and soon was dancing around as she sang, "Oh, oh, oh woke up today, feeling the way I always do, oh, oh, oh hungry for something that I can't eat, then I hear that beat! That rhythm of town starts calling me down, it's like a message from up above! Oh, oh, oh pulling me out to the smiles and the streets that I love!" Striking a pose, she belted gleefully, "Good morning Baltimore!"
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Post by Amber on Jan 3, 2017 21:44:16 GMT -5
should we skip to the ice skating rink in a few posts? 8o
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Post by torr on Jan 3, 2017 21:45:46 GMT -5
goodbye pi hello leprechaun
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 3, 2017 21:47:02 GMT -5
((HOW DOES DEVIN FEEL ABOUT RIDING A MOTORBIKE))
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Post by Amber on Jan 3, 2017 21:47:48 GMT -5
oh oh. OH
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Post by Amber on Jan 3, 2017 21:48:13 GMT -5
OMG TORR YOU NEED TO CHANGE YOUR AVVIE
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Post by Smokey Feather on Jan 3, 2017 21:50:02 GMT -5
liz (Mind if I have Teddy tag along with Eve to go spying? :3)
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 3, 2017 21:51:25 GMT -5
Cain smiled shyly at Devin as he finally joined him at the door, slinging his bag over his shoulder- inside were his own ice skating shoes- and then headed out of the door. 'Sleep well?' He nervously asked, deciding he should probably make some conversation as they walked. He headed down the stairs and outside, approaching his bike. He took his own helmet and balanced it on the seat whilst he lifted up the box compartment, pulling out a second helmet and glancing back at Devin, raising an eyebrow as he held it out to him, an attractive almost-smirk on his lips.
When Devin took it, he pulled on his own helmet and shrugged on his leather jacket, before straddling the bike and shuffling forwards slightly so that Devin could climb on behind him. He twisted flexibly in the seat to face Devin, leaning over him to switch on the mic in his helmet, before turning on his own. 'Can you hear me?' He asked, testing they were working, before he brought the bike to life; it released a wonderful deep purr.
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Post by Smokey Feather on Jan 3, 2017 21:52:53 GMT -5
(Oh my x3
Torr's avvie tho X'D)
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Post by liz on Jan 3, 2017 21:53:00 GMT -5
liz (Mind if I have Teddy tag along with Eve to go spying? :3) Yessssss!!)
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Post by Amber on Jan 3, 2017 21:54:26 GMT -5
[Devin is fine with riding one I think 8o omg ha what would cain do if devin would have to wrap his arms around his waist]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 3, 2017 21:58:48 GMT -5
((Oh, he'll need to. All Devin's gonna feel is lean muscle xD Cain will be flustered, but like I said he's flirty himself *cough*elaborateploytogetDevinclose*cough*))
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Post by Amber on Jan 3, 2017 22:01:58 GMT -5
Well of course he'll need to!!!!! i don't want to kill my poor devin the second day in!!! so no bad cain wont drive off the road then OMG lol CAIN DEVIN IS AN INNOCENT BABY BE CAREFUL I DONT TRUST YOU lemme make my reply
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Post by Smokey Feather on Jan 3, 2017 22:02:24 GMT -5
lizTheodore was like a bear waking from hibernation. It was hard, and he didn't want to. Still, he did, grumbling at the mess on his head. Throwing off the covers and sitting up, his malnourished hand reached up to smooth his crazy mess of curls. Getting out of bed, he'd shrugged on a Pusheen t-shirt, as he'd slept shirtless, before leaving his room. Teddy paused in the doorway when met with someone's singing. And soon he'd joined a very happy Eve, saying with a voice rough from sleep "You seem happy. Any plans for today?" He'd brought a bag of bagels from home, opened it up to take one out, then left it, closed up, on the counter for whoever wanted it. He had more anyway. All he did now was wait for Eve's breakfast to finish cooking in the toaster.
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Post by liz on Jan 3, 2017 22:08:30 GMT -5
"Just going undercover...as you know two of our roommates are going ice skating today and I intend to watch from afar, my classes don't start for another week and I have no friends meaning no way to entertain myself other than sticking my nose in other people's business. Care to join me?" Grabbing the hot pop tart, she gave him an innocent smile and said in a southern accent, "I'm going as Jessica Moore, a young, naive girl who is visiting the city from her small farm in Kentucky."
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Post by Amber on Jan 3, 2017 22:11:49 GMT -5
Devin raised an eyebrow at Cain's almost smirk, and then lifted the other one at his next smile. Hmmmn... When Cain hopped onto the motorbike, Devin was quick to follow. Well, then. He settled down behind Cain, and adjusted his helmet slightly. "I suppose." He replied back, rolling his shoulders away from his ears. Clearing his throat, he adjusted his weight against the seat and then leaned forward to wrap his arms around Cain. It was weird, if he was being honest to himself. He disliked getting physically close to others, especially when it was forced. "So where is this place?" He asked curiously, glancing down at one of his shoes.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 3, 2017 22:20:03 GMT -5
'Couple miles away,' Cain vaguely replied. Any other day he'd have ran it to get some training in; but he doubted Devin would have liked that. He kicked them into gear and the bike rolled off, swiftly picking up speed, the purr turning into a satisfying roar as he easily sped his way past other cars on the street, loving the speed.
They arrived in about 15 minutes, and Cain cheerfully hopped off the bike and locked it down, before removing his helmet and shaking out his hair. He smiled at Devin as he placed their helmets inside of the box, then led the way inside. 'I booked a private session yesterday, so nobody'll laugh when you fall.' He said, a joking tone in his voice as he moved to the desk and spoke his name. The receptionist gasped and began to gush as she took Devin's shoe size and provided him with skates, before begging for Cain's autograph. He blushed and awkwardly signed her one, before sitting down in the changing rooms to hang up his gear and remove his jacket and oversized hoodie. He wore black leggings and a tight fitting black T-shirt, clothes easy to skate in. His skates were a lovely white shade and made from the finest that he'd been able to scrounge for.
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