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Post by arturo zaniel nevés on Mar 5, 2011 7:49:46 GMT -10
{ parrrty and bulllshit, parrrty and bullshit... arturo murmured to himself. tonight was going to be the best night ever. he was with ramilda matsen, preparing for a slumber party that he had somehow convinced was a grand idea to host in her suite style dorm room. what a sucker. arturo was more than excited. all year his main bro had been sage tremblay, a third year, but it wasn't until now that that was getting put to good use! arturo had been wasting his time around first year prudes. he was ready for initiation into an older, more elusive crowd that night.
arturo was a bit of a sucker for anything with boobs, so when ramilda had asked him to sneak what seemed like a truckload of booze into her top floor dorm room, he didn't waste a breath answering yes. arturo was just so damn excited to finally be hanging out with some cool fucking people for once. he'd been patrolling the underclassmen parties all year and was done with that shit. noting good there.
arturo finished pulling all shapes and sizes of bottles out of his soccer bag and setting them up on ramilda's desk, which only consisted of a pile of candy wrappers, a bra, and said bottles. that girl, jesus. arturo found his way over to a cheetah print bean bag and slouched down into it, brushing off the front of his black 'free libya' t-shirt and slipping off his rasta printed espadrilles. he was like a real french man in those little things. a rosary hung out of his pocket, and a pipeline of hash dangled in his other hand. arturo adjusted his ivory-hemp scarf letting it hang over his shoulders as he leaned back, checking out ramilda's ass as she bent over. "any minute now, yeah?" he asked her, inquiring about the others' arrival. yup, tonight he was the man.
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Post by kennis brielle duffy on Mar 5, 2011 22:16:47 GMT -10
Pushing the suite door open with her hip, Kennis struggled to balance a pizza box and a six pack of diet Pepsi while twisting the doorknob at the same time. Party time in the Cheetah Dorm, ya’ll. She nearly lost her grip on the pizza box and stumbled forward and clutched it to her chest, she winced before giggled as she felt the pizza sliding around. “The cardboard might be a little cheesy,” Kennis forewarned with a carefree grin as she dropped the box on her desk. She hooked her index finger through the plastic connecting the bottles and made her way to the fridge. “And how long as it been since your last confession, my son?” she asked when she caught sight of the Rosary tucked in Arturo’s pocket. “I hope you haven’t been getting into too much trouble,” she added in an admonishing tone, her left eyebrow was arched and a small smirk played across her lips. She put the bottles inside and pushed the door shut with her knee. She leaned against the wall and looked between Ramilda and Arturo. She tugged at the hem of her baggy midriff and rested her hand on her hip. She let her gaze fall on the bottles lined up on the desk. “Christ, we’re serving an army, are we?” the words were barely out of her mouth before she was at the desk, picking up a bottle with a pretty label, she shook off the candy wrapper that came up with it.
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Post by sage ashton tremblay on Mar 7, 2011 14:17:18 GMT -10
with one hand tucked into the pockets of his cargo pants, and the other holding the single backpack strap resting on his shoulders, sage tremblay stepped into juniper residence hall, whistling as he walked down the hall towards the dormitory with a door decorated with cheetah print and a sign that said "welcome to the jungle." without hesitating, he let himself into the dormitory, throwing his backpack filled with wine bottles onto the nearest bed as he walked up to arturo to greet him with a fist bump and bro hug. "hey dude, how's it going?" secretly, now that sage had seen jane again, all he wanted was to spend time with her. if arturo wasn't so convincing about spending time away from thinking about her addicting scent and personality, sage wouldn't have been there. he patted ramilda, who seemed busy doing something or other, on the head to greet her with a hello as he walked over towards kennis, greeting the redhead with a kiss on her forehead. "and how are you, kennis?" soon enough, sage's attention immediately focused on the box of pizza sitting on someone's desk. "alright, whoever ordered big island pizza is my angel." he had toked a little before his arrival, and pizza sounded so delicious at that moment. one thing sage had to admit he didn't miss about amara terra was the fresh, organic food every single day. while he noticed the superiority between amara terra's garden vegetables and the vegetables sold at the cafeteria at bouscher academy, sage didn't see how he went through life without eating a greasy-ass pizza every now and then.
sage grabbed a pizza, and then sat down on the bed on which his backpack sat to enjoy that delicious, savory slice. "so, someone showed me this video on youtube earlier," sage could never actually navigate youtube by himself. it seemed so complex and incomprehensible. he understood the whole typing into the search bar what you wanted to see, but how did people actually know they wanted to look up something obscure like magnetic silly putty? how did they know it was there? "it was magnetic silly putty. if you would hold the magnet within a certain distance from the silly putty, it would attract the silly putty and the silly putty could eventually 'eat' the magnet, so to speak. it was pretty wild." he took a huge bite from his pizza, sad to see the big island flavor was almost gone.
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Post by ramilda ulysses-jane matsen on Mar 8, 2011 16:36:14 GMT -10
{ ramilda looked down at her pink cheetah print slippers. what was this, the jersey shore? i mean, rumours were circulating that an 'ehu shore' would be filmed and ramilda had been patrolling the bar district for camera crews but so far no kapish. she turned around, catchign arturo staring off into the ceiling murmuring about some bullshit. this kid was such a jerk off, but ramilda liked him. he'd worked at big island pizza with her for like a day before getting fired for sexual harrassment and i guess you could say the two had bonded. he was a first year and ramilda had this, what she considered motherly, insticnt to show him the world and mold him into a male version of herself. you know, normal.
ramilda's face lit up as kennis duffy entered the room with, speak of the devil, big island pizza. "doe bear!" ramilda shrieked and hugged kennis as soon as she set the pizza down. god, what an angel. ramilda saw arturo sneak up and take a piece of pizza before roaming off to another side of the room. ramilda kissed kennis on either cheek and turned to grab a piece of pizza. she bit into that sucker too quickly. "ow, fucking hot!" ramilda set the pizza down back on the box cover before erupting in laughter at herself. what an idiot. she picked up a pink bottle of god knows what to wash it down and cool off.
ramilda peered over ramilda shoulder and smiled as sage tremblay entered the room. ramilda had been pining to give him dance lessons all year, if you know what i mean. she liked him. he came from california and was all earthy and smart and stuff. ramilda wished she were wearing more black or carrying a book right then so she could impress him or something. damn, her!
ramilda strolled over to him, kissing the air between them and smiling as he told a story about some youtube video. ramilda swayed in the middle of the room, sipping on her drink and laughing at sage's story, not wanting to miss anything that was going on around her. just as ramilda was getting into the sway of her own ocean she felt a buzz in her back pocket. she reached for her pink juno and saw a quick text from aiden. ignore what i said earlier, meet me at the docks. god, it was so hot when he ordered her around like that. ramilda fell back on her bed that was just to her right and began to deivse a plan to get herself away from this bitchin' party and naked on the docks with aiden fucking jameston.
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Post by William Andre Dupont on Mar 9, 2011 20:00:00 GMT -10
ever the gentleman, william had chivalrously volunteered to carry eula’s dance bag for her. foolishly though, he had forgotten that the cheetahs had that very title for a good reason and found himself carrying a cheetah print duffel bag across school grounds and up the stairs of the juniper residence hall. thankfully true men wear animal print well, and fierce he was with his feline inspired accessory as he followed eula down the hall and into the dorm with a banner across the door welcoming him to the jungle.
he looked around and saw that the party had clearly started without them, he saw a two of his bros, arturo, the little scamp was checking out any and all available asses in the dorm and sage was sprawled out dining on pizza slices. he saw two unfamiliar figures that could only be eula’s beloved friends. ramilda and kennis, ramilda was drinking something and looking shifty eyed, while kennis was sliced a lime that she would eventually it’s way into a glass filled with ice and diet pepsi, how very european of her. these bitches were fine. william looked over at his date companion and waited for her to make the necessary introductions and tried to forget he was sleeping in the dorm built strictly for minors. it’d be a great first week on ehu if he spent the night in jail.
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Post by eulaline alette poe on Mar 11, 2011 20:02:57 GMT -10
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[/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font][/center] "you are just too kind, dr. dre," eulaline greeted her french boy with a kiss on the cheek the second he picked up eulaline's duffel bag from the floor of the studio dance floor. eulaline threw on her black, rip stop capris over her pink tights and favorite leotard. she let her hair down from her bun, and grabbed william's hand, practically dragging him towards her dormitory in juniper hall. "i'm hoooome!" she sang, happily walking into the room and hugging every single person there before taking the time to introduce william. "so, bubbles, doe," eulaline pulled william closer to her. "thiiiis is william! the infamous french gypsy," eulaline beamed, obviously proud of the prey she had brought home to her pack. "and william, this blonde is ramilda, and the redhead is doe." although her dance attire was extremely comfortable, eulaline needed to change into something that she wouldn't have to worry about her tights catching onto something and tearing. without a care of her surroundings (well, really, wanting to impress william again), eulaline pulled down her rip stop capris and the top half of her leotard. her chest was exposed to the room as she walked to her dresses with her capris in her hands. "god, what do i even have to wear?" she wondered out loud, avoiding admitting that she hadn't done laundry in ages. she missed the days of her maid, gretchen, taking care of those things for her.
eulaline eventually settled on an orange short-shorts and a black wifebeater. she stripped her leotard and tights off, throwing them to the corner where the rest of her laundry waited to be washed. now bare naked, eulaline pulled on a pair of maroon boy shorts, a matching bra, and threw on the shorts and tank top she had found. the brunette turned around with a sense of accomplishment, hoping william had been watching her shake her little ass into her clothes. however, she didn't want to make eye contact with him just yet. eulaline wanted to see if he would want her body if she ignored him for a while. "god, today was great," eulaline pushed arturo to the side, squeezing onto the cheetah print bean bag with him. she kissed him on the cheek for complying without any words. "i'm choreographing a pas de deux for the showcase later this year. it's going to be amazing. i finally decided on a song today, too! goodnight, goodnight by hot hot heat," eulaline started to hum to the tune of the song, obviously enthusiastic about it. "are you all going to do anything for the showcase this year?"
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Post by arturo zaniel nevés on Mar 13, 2011 5:47:52 GMT -10
{ arturo bit his lower lip for a split second when kennis duffy entered the room. seriously though, a hot redhead carrying big island pizza? hellooo, dream girl. the room quickly began to fill up, first with sage tremblay, followed by will dupont accompanied by the elusive eulaline poe, who quickly managed to strip down and change. she was as free as a bird and arturo seemed to be reaping all the benefits. he couldn't even seem to exert the energy needed to hope people didn't notice him checking out her bare chest.
he could barely imagine his luck when the beauty snuggled up beside him on the bean bag. okay, not snuggled up more like pushed him aside. but, hey, arturo liked sassy girls. he could deaL. eulaline kissed him on the cheek and he had to resist from groping her just then. what a tease! he looked over at her, admiring the way her eyelashes batted against her cheekbones in the dim light, and the way her arms just drifted around so gracefully when she spoke. arturo had never realized how stinkin' hot ballerinas were until just then. he wanted to raid the dance department, ripping tights off with his teeth and leotards with his claws.
it took arturo like a full five seconds to fall even more in love with eulaline as she began asking if anyone was preparing anything for the showcase. he spoke up much too quickly. "i'm thinking of, y'know, like a james dean monologue. naturally." arturo scratched the side of his chin and cockily tilted his head in the other direction from eulaline. yeahhh that's right. try and keep your clothes on now, girl.
arturo stood and walked over to a nameless laptop, prompting itunes to switch to the next song on shuffle. wavves 'king of the beach' came on and arturo let out a holler. "ow ow! this song is about me!" he picked up his drink and chugged it before leaning over and pinching kennis's ass with a devilish wink. somebody had to get this party started eventually, and arturo was losing patience...
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Post by kennis brielle duffy on Mar 15, 2011 21:02:59 GMT -10
Kennis let out an unladylike snort after Sage told them about magnetic silly putty, of course it was never polite to laugh at someone with inferior knowledge to oneself but in this case she just couldn’t help it. “Sage, bloke,” she sat down on the bed beside Sage with her drink in hand, kissed her free hand and placed it over her head. “Everyone saw that video years ago, I showed me babushka ages,” she told him with a knowledgable nod. “Look up Friday by Rebecca Black, she’ll be your new favorite singer,” she smirked as she said this, but hid it by taking a light sip from her glass.
Eula led in a hunk of a man, he was even holding up her purse! The mysterious Will, it could be assumed had finally graced them with his presence. Rather than looking at Eula stripping, which she noticed little Arturo doing, she looked at Will. His eyes were wide but they quickly flickered to Sage, and she noticed the subtlest of man-victory fist pumps before he turned to watch Eula travel across the room. Not long after the shock wore off, quiet conversation ensued. “I need some more whiskey, anyone?” she asked with a wide smile as she slid off the bed. She made her way to the desk, unscrewing one of the numerous bottles.
The music changed while she had her back turned and not moments later she felt a hand pinch her bum. “Oh!” she spun and was face to face with Arturo, he winked. Kennis let her jaw drop and grabbed her chest. “Oh, baby, confess your sins to me!" she flung herself at him and wrapped her arms around him. She used this position to lift his rosary and put it in her own pocket. “Catholicism revoked!” her tone was triumphant and she practically ran to the bean bag he vacated. Kennis stretched across Eula’s lap and draped the rosary around the cheetah’s neck.
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Post by sage ashton tremblay on Mar 16, 2011 3:42:21 GMT -10
sage shrugged the second kennis snorted. he was far too stoned to care for her condescending attitude. everything on the computer was new to him, and some of the videos or websites he saw fascinated him. he laid back on the bed, his feet still on the floor, and thought about all the interesting videos his roommate had just shown him earlier. he chuckled when he thought about the double rainbow man his roommate was so eager to show sage. this was after they had smoked a couple of bowls, and were just as fascinated as he was, but rolling in their dorm laughing. it turned out the man who filmed the video of the double rainbow was from a town nearby to eureka. he couldn't help but feel a weeee bit of pride. he had some wild trips in humboldt county, and there was always somewhere to get it (many of the times it was as easy as asking his fellow tribe members). here on ehu, it was a bit harder to find you a supplier, but once you did, you could almost always rely on them.
when william and eulaline entered the room, sage sort of raised his arm as an attempt to wave. though he could have asked william the story about being known as the island's new gypsy, he was too busy staring at the ceiling, watching his life on ehu island flash before his eyes. the marijuana was like a projector screen and the ceiling was where the show was premiering. even though sage had not seen much of jane, she was a big part of his movie. he had probably just made up scenes of her. it was actually like he was dreaming. sage felt like he was on a cloud, floating, just staring at jane's face.
this had to stop. though sage loved jane dearly, he knew he couldn't let himself get carried away. his elders at amara terra would actually be disappointed in him knowing he was so attached to such a pretty thing. sage was ready to make jane his world, and he knew that somehow he would have to get his crush on her more under control. so, his solution was to sit up, dig into his pockets for his already-packed pipe, and, "does anyone want to smoke another bowl with me?" he offered. sage lit up, and held his breath for a few moments. then, he let it all out, offering his pipe to the next person who asked. he stood up again, and snagged another slice of pizza. thank god there was still some left. looking at the disappointing few left in the box, sage had a feeling they would need to order more later that night.
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Post by ramilda ulysses-jane matsen on Mar 19, 2011 16:26:02 GMT -10
{ can't right now, babe ; ) meet me in the dorms and i'll make it up to you ;; ramilda texted back aiden. make him beg, atta girl. she liked the idea of being a highly sought after, infrequently available woman. ramilda was just wallowing in the idea of her mystery. she lay on a fluffy cheetah print throw, staring at the popcorn ceiling and making shapes out of it. squinting, she saw a tiger, and a clown. damn, it was like a whole jungle up there. "hey, come see this..." ramilda said, motioning to her left for whoever was sitting there to come stare in amazement at the ceiling prints with her.
ramilda rolled over, sloppily laying on her side now. her long blonde hair fell over her shoulders and her shorts were riding up in the back, but it was whatever, man. the biggest badasses on campus were in her dorm room and aiden jmeston wanted alllll this jelly. ramilda was on top of the moon. ramilda snorted a laugh as she spotted eulaline talking about the student showcase, bragging about her dance she was preparing. it was so silly how she thought she was even that good. i mean, ramilda didn't even take dance classes, with the exception of belly dance which was 'only for exercise', and even she was like waaay better than eula. she was cute and all, but cute didn't cut it. raw talent did. ramilda was just gloating in her mind as she stared into the abyss of colors that now formed in front of her face. it was so cool how if you didn't blink all of this crazy stuff went down. had someone slipped her a roofie or something? had she slipped herself a roofie? damn, she was so silly.
ramilda laughed as she spotted arturo, the 'catholic', being teased by kennis. "me - ow, go baby doe!" ramilda called out. what was this a sporting match? yep. at last, ramilda spotted sage, asking if anyone wanted to smoke another bowl with him. ah, what the hell? ramilda shrugged and lifted herself off the bed, after a few tries of course. she plopped down criss cross applesauce in front of the boy and made a fish face at him. "i feel heavy..." she moaned, resting a hand on his shoulder. god, she was in such a weird mood. that shit moriah einaki had given her that afternoon was reallly taking it's toll. "hit me, baby boy" ramilda nodded to sage. like she needed it...
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