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Post by ``Mickey. on May 17, 2009 13:25:39 GMT -5
.Misery [/color][/size]. Got beef? I'm a vegetarian.[/center] Red eyes focused on something in the distance. Her body sat perfectly still on a dead log, her head resting in her hands. Boredom had grasped onto her, yet she was perfectly fine with sitting there, enjoying the silence. "Why am I even here...?" She mumbled, her voice small and childish. The figure leaned back, letting her upper-body hang over the log, her eyes seeing the world from a different view. A bored sigh came from her lips, and she slowly closed her eyes.
If only there was something that could save this dreadful person from such boredom. Maybe something would stroll along and grasp her interest... [/size][/blockquote][/font]
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on May 17, 2009 13:43:55 GMT -5
S T E V E N When God gives you lemons, throw them back and demand strippers!
Steven wondered his way through the pine trees, his usually tipsy sway in his walk. He carried himself proudly; shoulders back, chest out, chin up. He wasn't completely sure why, he just did. Just in one of those random moods or something like that.
As he went, his eyes caught a two lovly legs on a log. With a wide smile, his legs quickly carried him over to the log. He sat downn, one of his hands resting on her thigh. "What is a lovely lady like you doing out in the wods all by your lonesome?" He asked, his speech slightly slured.
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Post by ``Mickey. on May 17, 2009 13:53:31 GMT -5
.M i s e r y [/color][/size]. I don't cheat, you're just really that bad.[/center] She felt a hand rest on her thigh, and her eyes shot open. The way his voice sounded was ridiculous, but who was she to judge? She looked up at the log, seeing the figure sitting next to her. A small smile came to her red lips. Misery wasn't sure what to do about the situation... "I'm waiting for something fun to happen." She closed her eyes again, letting out a soft sigh. Her arms were flung over her head, just laying there, put to no use.
She didn't expect this guy to stick around long. With great curiosity, she opened one eye, looking at the guy intently. Misery wondered what trouble she would be getting herself into by sitting with this guy. [/size][/blockquote][/font]
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on May 17, 2009 14:04:46 GMT -5
S T E V E N Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?
When he herd her words, he let them sink in a moment, just to make sure he was hearing her right. "Ya know, I know a lot of 'fun' things we could do..." His voice was low, and his eyes were looking over her body as she lay here. His hand slowly slid up her thigh a little, just curious to see what she would do.
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Post by ``Mickey. on May 17, 2009 14:11:45 GMT -5
.M i s e r y [/color][/size]. The set list, you stole off the stage, has red and purple lipstick all over the page.[/center] She heard his words, and had to think for a moment. He did not actually say that, did he? "Don't wanna know..." She mumbled softly. Misery slowly felt his hand slide up her thigh, and she let out a sigh. "What are you planning to do with that hand?" She asked, her tone slightly amused at his way of doing things. She couldn't believe he was actually trying to get somewhere with her, but in a sickening way, it was actually quite funny. There was something about him that was highly humorous. Misery only closed her eyes yet again, her ears straining to hear what he might say. [/size][/blockquote][/font]
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on May 17, 2009 14:18:28 GMT -5
S T E V E N Mad like a Hatter
He herd her mumble something to herslef, a smile cracking onto his thin lips. It was amusing how she really didn't even do anything, kind of a turn on accually. When she spoke again, he let out a chuckle, which came out more like a cackle. "Depends on how willing you are to go along wit my plans...." He said, his hand slowly sliding higher up on her thigh. His ees glanced down at her face, but they didn't stay there long. The bright blur gaze fell back over her body again, just scanning it over, so many thoughts of what he wanted to do with it.
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Post by ``Mickey. on May 17, 2009 14:27:59 GMT -5
.M i s e r y [/color][/size]. When life gives you lemons, squirt the juice in your enemy's eyes.[/center] Misery couldn't help but laugh. She flicked his hand off her thigh, and used her feet to push her off the log, her whole body laying on the ground. She soon sat up, crossing her legs as she looked at him. "Aren't you charming?" She said softly, her smile was wide. She got to her feet and sat back down on the log next to him, resting her arm around his shoulders. "I love how confident you are, you cheeky monkey." Her words were amused, and with her free hand, she pinched his cheeks. "You truly are a keeper." [/size][/blockquote][/font]
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on May 26, 2009 15:56:01 GMT -5
S T E V E N Signs were not really that scarce
He frowned as she flicked his hand off her thigh and slid off the log and away from him. He did raise an eyebrow though as he saw her lay on the ground, even if it was juts for a moment. "I can make people's socks slither off and do a dance." Okay, not smooth at all, but in his wierd little world, it made perfect sense. He just mixed the saying 'could charm the socks of someone' and a snake charmer together! Wahla! Dancing socks! A grin came onto his face as she sat back down beside him and grinned even more when he felt her warm on his shoulders. "So that means your confessing all your true and deep love for me?" His stuff was truely getting bad, but he didn't give a shit. It was amusing. He didn grumble though when she piched his cheeks. "So why don't you take me home?" He asked with a grin, taking his cheek back and rubbing it slightly.
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Post by ``Mickey. on May 26, 2009 18:46:12 GMT -5
.M i s e r y. Take my life, and then I'll feel OK.
She was completely confused with his comment about the socks... To cover up her confusion, she just smiled sweetly. She didn't want anyone thinking she was a fool. Maybe she just wasn't thinking into it... But, even with a little bit of thought, her mind didn't come to anything good. Misery had to admit that he was pretty funny, very cheeky for that matter... "My true and deep love? Am I really that easy to read?" She asked with a raised brow, a cute smile on her lips. What he was saying only got better and better... "Take you home? Hm... I'll get back to ya on that one." She said softly, soon pressing her cheek to his with a wide smile, her arm stilled wrapped around him. [/size][/blockquote][/font]
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on May 26, 2009 19:58:24 GMT -5
S T E V E N and the whole thing's topeed with a bow
Yes, yes you are." A bright smile beamed on his face as he wrapped his arm around his waist. "Get back to me on that? You are gunna take me home, or I'll just follow you like a lost puppy.." He turned his head, his extremely bright blue eyes gazing into her red ones. He gaze her a crooked grin before kissing her cheek, then wrapped his arms around her completely and sucked her into a hug.
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Post by ``Mickey. on May 27, 2009 18:59:54 GMT -5
.M i s e r y. Take the change, you filthy animal.
She could feel his arm slither around her waist, and a dim smile came to her lips. He was lucky that she was in a good mood, and unwilling to snap at him for some minor mistake. "Follow me home...? I don't think anything could please me more." She explained with a smile and a wag of her finger. Misery, clearly out of her mind, thought he was somewhat cute. In an adorable puppy-dog way... "What are you doing out here anyway? Seeing how much of a ladies man you are, I would think you would be out wooing the ladies." She teased with a small smirk. [/size][/blockquote][/font]
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jun 2, 2009 0:06:28 GMT -5
S T E V E N now lets see that smile
When Misery first spoke, Steven had just figured she was being sarcastic. He had let out a scuff, and glanced at some trees, feeling himself becoming sober. But then he thought about it -- he didn't hear the sarcasm in her tone of voice. Slowly he looked back at her, a gleam in his eye. "I could list off a few things that are much more pleasing that I could do to you." His smile started at the corner of his mouth, but it quickly spread across his entire face, dirty thoughts running through his head. But then she spoke again, and he lost his train of thought. "Am I not wooing a lady right now?" The same wide grin stood strong on his face as he spoke.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jun 2, 2009 16:17:28 GMT -5
.M i s e r y. Russian roulette is not the same without a gun.
[/size]As those words sputtered from his mouth, she had to keep from giving him a good slap or hardy punch. Misery had to keep a forced smile on her lips, her mind slowly thinking of something she could say back in return. "You aren't going to be pleasing no one, buddy," She said with a nod. "Maybe if it's the other way around..." Her smile only seemed to widen at this comment. Misery was slowly slipping away into her thoughts, the wonderful devious kind, until she heard his question. "Well, yes... Would it hurt your feelings if I told you that you were failing? Takes more than dirty talk to get me going." She explained, her smile just a small smudge on her face as she gazed off into the distance. She wondered if she had said the right thing...[/blockquote][/font]
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jun 2, 2009 16:25:34 GMT -5
S T E V E N
When she first spoke, he frowned. What was that supposed to mean? He pleased people, and he was pretty damn good at it too, well, atleast he thought he was. But then again, he thought he was amazing at everything.'Maybe if it's the other way aeound...' His eyebrow shot up in a second and he took over at her, his grin crooked and evilish as hell. "O God, please tell me my ears aren't lying to me and you just said what I thought you said." Of course he took it the dirtiest way possible, it was hard not to. Even if she was joking, it was still a turn on. "It wouldn't hurt my feeling one bit. I like a challenge." He said with a smile as he moved closer to her.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jun 2, 2009 16:39:22 GMT -5
.M i s e r y.
[/size]She had to admit that she wasn't the least bit surprised at his reaction. Maybe she didn't have to say exactly those words. Misery looked away from him, her arms soon shrinking to herself. In a weird way, there was actually fear hidden deep inside. "You are such a pervert! What makes you think I would do anything with you...?" She hissed, her body slowly sliding down the log. Those words were only a sign of defense. She didn't want to admit to something as lovey dovey as so. "It's so nice to know that the word 'no' means nothing to you." She said with a sigh. Misery looked over at him, eyes slightly narrowed, more playfully than intended. [/blockquote][/font]
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