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California Crazies ((A house party))
DIR By: Maxiee
Date: April 10, 2012, 4:45 pm
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[Excuse the sucky description T.T The house is so big that you
can make a room look like anything you want, if you'd like to
get that detailed.]
The house was huge, built on a beach with windows for walls in
the front. It was set on metal piers, a few stairs leading down
to the beach from the front deck. On the front deck were a few
beach chairs, a large hot tub, and a table, surrounded by
chairs. The owners, being rich, had money to blow and decide to
throw a house party. Free food, drink, and rooms? Who could deny
such an offer? Inside the house, most of the furniture and decor
is white, all except the bedrooms, which all differ in color and
style. Out back is a pool(For those who don't like the ocean)
and a volleyball net, and a few other sports games. Enjoy.
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Re: California Crazies ((A house party))
DIR By: Baylin
Date: April 11, 2012, 9:31 pm
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A loud rap at the front door woke Baylin up with a startled
start, almost falling off of the recliner. Or..onto; he was
laying sideways, the each arm chair digging into his ribs and
thighs. Baylin was half way down the hall that lead to the door
when another loud, annoyed rap chimed. His eyes wandered towards
the window to watch a shadow pass by, headed towards the road.
Quickening his pace up to an almost-jog, only then realizing
that he had one sock on and one sock off after he'd slid to the
left side, sock causing an ice-like floor to appear beneath him
and eventually spitting him out at the front door where he hit
the white wood with a firm thud. Baylin felt a warm breeze smack
his bare chest as he opened the door just in time to see a UPS
truck squealing out of the driveway and cruising off at a proper
good pace. A brow rose, lifting a hand to shield the already too
bright sun from his pale blue eyes. After it was too far in the
distance to spot Baylin hobbled drunkenly over to the large box
he presumed was the mini fridge, gave it a weak nudge with his
bare foot, and scuttled back in. That would be taken care of
later.
Technically, Baylin couldn't even say the threshold was clean;
there was beer dripping from the metal, making a slow pattering
noise that seemed never ending. After actually stepping into the
house, bare foot padding softly across the cold linoleum floor
quietly, he was no longer aloud to say anything was clean past
the sidewalk; red cups were scattered randomly throughout his
living room, just as many beer cans and ashtrays were on the end
tables and any other possible flat surface uplifted from the
ground. Kids he didn't even know were k-o'd on his couches and
from this point of view he could even spot a few legs poking out
from behind one of the couches. Still blurry-eyed from having
just woken up, Baylin wasn't able to spot his room mates, even
though they were more than likely right in font of his face.
Deciding that he would look later the tall slender boy walked
half tripping to his bedroom(
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/>eating it going up the stairs.
Upon arrival her flipped two switches to his right and braced
himself for the run light. A friction-induced noise, not louder
than paper on paper, cut through the silence. Light sliced
through the dark room hitting the bed and lighting up the
chandeliers that swung a safe distance above his bed. The bed in
front of him spun, not taking a second guess before leaping into
the cloud of comforter and pillows. Baylin blindly searched for
the remote, feeling the rubber buttons scratch along his skin.
With a smell click a flat screen lowered down from the ceiling,
soft music coming on. This music could always be heard from his
bedroom- it calmed him down and let him sleep- which was exactly
what he planned to do until someone else woke up.
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Re: California Crazies ((A house party))
DIR By: Maxiee
Date: April 12, 2012, 1:09 pm
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Jadia's eyes opened lazily, the first noise she heard was
someone snoring beside her. Wiping the sleep from her eyes, she
looked over, finding a half naked boy laying over her, a blanket
in between them. She frowned, kicking up at the snoring boy so
he rolled off of her, and off of her bed. He hit the ground with
a thump, silent for a moment, then grumbled and crawled away.
She checked under the blanket, finding that she was fully
dressed and sighed happily. It wasn't until her talked herself
to get out of bed that the hangover made itself known. Her head
pounded and she reached for the nearest garbage can in her
room((
HTML http://weheartit.com/entry/6614760)).
She sat on the floor
for a moment, then made her way to the bathroom, crawling to
avoid stumbling into the pool. She pulled herself up and brushed
her teeth, thankful no one decided to use her bathroom, but ran
her tooth brush under hot water for a few minute before using it
to make sure, and fixing up her hair as much as he could to look
decent.
Once she was done she stumbled out into the hall, almost
tripping over the boy she found in her bed, who had decided to
pass out outside of her door. She frowned again, placing one
foot on his back and putting all of her weight into stepping on
him-but seeing as the girl only weighed about 119 pounds, he
didn't so much as flinch, just snored louder. She rolled her
bright green eyes, attempting to stomp away only to fall on her
butt, making a low thumping sound. She fell back, laying down on
the floor and closing her eyes until she heard the sound of a TV
from down the hall. She opened her eyes again and flipped on her
belly, pushing herself up onto her hands and knees to crawl
again-not wanting to fall anymore, following the noise.
She knocked on the door, only waiting a moment before reaching
up to turn the door knob and enter the room. She crawled over
the bed, realizing it was Baylin's room. She pulled herself up
enough that she could make it onto the bed, something she'd done
a lot when she tried to wake the boy up. She got up onto it,
sitting with her knees together and her feet next to her
backside. "Baylin," She murmured, poking his arm lightly.
"Baylin wake up!" She said again, lightly shaking his arm and
waiting for him to wake before asking "Do you have any aspirin?
My hangover is killing me and no one else is up yet." She rubbed
her eyes and looked down at him sleepily.
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Re: California Crazies ((A house party))
DIR By: kingbuddy2010
Date: April 18, 2012, 10:34 pm
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How long had it been since Camero stood foot out into the public
eye? Was it the the day of the Funeral of his family five years
ago? It most likely was. All his old friends have tried
contacted him but Camero needed to be alone, until now. The
meadow was very quiet until a soft tune started to play. It
almost sounded like "Gunslinger" minus the heavy part after the
chorus. The wind stirred only slightly as the leaves near the
tree line started to spin. In a blink of an eye, the leaves
caught flame making a small vortex of fire. The flames were a
beautiful mix of gold, silver, black, and red. Within the
flames, a figure started to form and that figure, was Camero
Tyret. His rough hands clenched softly as he breathed in the
smoke he was making. The flames died down showing his long,
black coat and black jeans that clung to his body. Blinking his
eyes, he looked around the area. He glanced down at the wedding
ring that was still on his left hand and a soft sigh escaped his
lips, "Caroline...", was all he could say trying to control his
emotions.
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