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Post by Emily on Jan 18, 2016 1:20:51 GMT -6
Cyrus laughed and ruffled her hair. "Enjoy your kiddie juice, Lettuce. I'll buy you another if you want. Although, you might've had enough at this point." He hummed and leaned back a bit, crossing his arms. "Because that there is the face of a shit-faced little lightweight." "I've never had enough...I'm an adult now, dammit! I'm 21, I'm old enough to...build a house??? I dunno.... I'm like way mature....." she slurred. "And i'm not a lightweight you bitch flavored ass cake!!!" She was absolutely wasted, and would regret her actions horribly the next day. All she wanted to do was comfort a sort-of friend. |
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Post by nemi on Jan 18, 2016 12:04:41 GMT -6
Name: Naira Lukennos Age: 24 Romantic/Sexual orientation: Biromantic pansexual Backstory: Was a real estate agent for vampires and succubi. Quit after being underpaid.  Naira sighed as she made it into to the airport. Ugh. Finally she was here. It took her six phone calls and ten texts to quit her job and come here. Heaven knows how long she would be apart of this "project". Heels clicked, and the rather peculiar group seemed to draw closer. They were so...different. The crowd was next to the bar, some of them going inside in smaller groups. Eventually they were all inside. How long had she been standing there? Nothing to be afraid of...just some people... Shaking her head, she quickened her pace. Just who were these people involved in the project? Their section was even separated by a rope! That doesn't happen often. Naira found herself in front of the entrance to the bar. Don't be scared. She cleared her throat, and walked in. Alright, first impression of the day. Nice. Disregarding the colorful language, she tried to form words in her head. "Ah," she started. "Is this the group for the soulmate thing?" |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Jan 18, 2016 17:08:02 GMT -6
"You got a thing for her, or do you just like pissing people off?" he raised an eyebrow, taking a sip of his drink. "I saw her stomping your ass out there. I don't know much about wooing women but, I don't think your methods are working~" he hummed in a sing song voice, paying the tab he'd racked up at the bar. A grimace spread across his face as he stared at the bill, frowning and digging out his credit card. “Oh, my!” he chirped, placing the glass down and bringing it to the scientist’s cheek. “Are you trying to get me drunk, Cyrus?” He stroked the man’s cheek softly as he went on, his giggles loud enough to fill the entire room. “Is that how you catch your prey? If so, you shouldn’t spend too much on me. After all...” He grabbed Cyrus’s chin and brought it closer to his, squeezing his cheeks slightly. “ I wouldn’t’ve resisted you even if I wasn’t intoxicated.” It wasn’t too long after that Alti burst into laughter at the comment, ultimately releasing all the bad vibes he emitted when he first stepped into the room. He eventually calmed down once the drink was passed to him. He propped his hand on his cheek as he leaned on the table before him, using the other hand to run his finger around the perimeter of the glass as he listened to the scientist bring up one of his new favorite topics. "Mmmmm, a little bit of both I guess..." Alti hummed, picking up the drink as he sat up in his chair. "She's just playing with me~" He heard banging noises in the background and leaned backward to see where the noise was coming from. There, he saw the same woman- still just as mad as ever -now beating up another unfamiliar face wearing an interesting full-body suit. How he managed to slip past Alti's gaze, no one knows, but the sight of the feat was interesting, to say the least. He brought his attention back to Cyrus. "And what do you mean my methods aren't working!? Look over there! She isn't hitting him half as hard as she did me! I'd say that means she likes me better!" He looked back to see the conclusion of the "fight", with the woman walking out of his range of sight and her opponent smashed into a wall. He gave a devious smirk at this, bringing the drink up to his lips. "Wouldn't mind getting her as a soulmate... It'd be fun, no doubt..." he muttered to himself before drinking the entire thing. It was considerably stronger than the last one. How nice. "Mm!" he said, swallowing the last gulp of whiskey in his mouth as he swiveled his chair to face Cyrus. "And what about you!? Got your eye on anybody?" He brought a boot to the scientist's feet, hooking it around the man's calf and pulling it, turning his chair over so that the two were now facing each other. "You know..." "... other than me~" |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jan 18, 2016 17:54:03 GMT -6
No one seemed to care whether or not they got drunk as all hell, so Aberdeen decided not to bother anymore. They began walking away, itching the back of their neck before tightening their bandana once more. They arrived at the gate and sat down in a seat once more, observing all the potential 'soulmates.' "Still nothing special..I don't feel anything for these people...." They muttered to themself. The only two people they had felt any sort of connection to were much more interested in each other, at that, and nothing that they'd miss if they weren't paired with one of the two. As far as Aberdeen was concerned, this whole project was meaningless. There's no way you can find true love through a dumb science experiment. Regardless, they were using this opportunity to the best of their abilities. They could make a few extra bucks at their fight the next day. Surely their 'soulmate' wouldn't mind.
Name: Rowan Wiless Age: 22 Romantic/Sexual orientation: Panromantic/Pansexual Backstory(optional): Rowan is a somewhat pessimistic fellow. He dropped out of highschool during his junior year because he didn't care enough to finish it. Subsequently, he works at a small convenience store during the day and a fast food restaurant at night. And he's completely okay with this, as he's aware he deserves it. Physical appearence:  "Oh jeez, why did I even go on this stupid soulmate thing.." Rowan muttered to himself "There's no way there's anyone who could be my soulmate. I'm a fucking loser..." He stuttered as he walked up a flight of stairs to the supposed gate where everyone was supposed to meet up. Rowan had been stressing out about this all day, as he not only missed his flight, but spent the rest of his money on the cab fair it took to get over here. "I'm dead broke. God, I hope they don't make us pay for anything while we're there...otherwise I'm fucked..." The man was sweating from all the stress the situation was causing, to the point where he wasn't watching where he was going. The man wandered right into the bar, where a large group of people seemed to have gathered. "I...I can't afford this..." He muttered as he walked out, hoping nobody noticed him. |
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Post by Allie on Jan 18, 2016 18:20:18 GMT -6
Vale was flung backwards...much farther than he should have been for how hard he was hit. He went straight to the closest wall, and yet again he slowed down near the end. The wall appeared to collapse behind him a few moments before he actually made contact with it. "...thank goodness..." Ortus grumbled under her breath as she walked away from the man, hoping no other weirdo would piss her off again. She had enough of violence, especially with the creepy fellow. Maybe if she could take the wrong flight on purpose to escape him... |
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Post by cassiroll on Jan 18, 2016 18:23:52 GMT -6
Vale peaked through his fingers and watched Ortus storm off. He pushed himself out of the wall and dusted himself off. "Whoops, overdid it," He said, rubbing his chin as he examined the bits of rubble on the floor. He shrugged and turned away, strutting over to the gate and sitting near Aberdeen. "So! Fighting! Am I right?" He elbowed the other and laughed loudly.
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Post by not u on Jan 18, 2016 18:25:29 GMT -6
"Here's uh..." They counted through their bills, coming out to about 500 dollars "Uh...500. This is to pay for everyone. So....yeah." They handed the money over to the bartender and gave them a thumbs up, which the bartender returned the gesture with a nod. Aberdeen faced Cyrus and patted him on the shoulder. "Don't stress, man. I paid it." They said, followed by another finger gun gesture. As they were about to leave the bar, they looked at everyone. "Uh, the scientists said their gonna...uh...gather everyone soon. Try not to get too shitfaced.." They spoke loudly, waiting to see if anyone would respond. If not, they planned on heading to the gate they started at once more. Cyrus stared in shock as Aberdeen tugged out a roll of bills, handing over an obscene amount of cash to the bartender, the scientist slowly sliding his credit card back into his wallet. "Holy shit. You sure? That really wasn't necessary..." Cyrus glanced over at the empty glass that Alti had downed. They didn't even finish their drink! "Well, if anyone ends up too fucked up, I'll make sure to blame it on you," he grinned. "Thanks." I've never had enough...I'm an adult now, dammit! I'm 21, I'm old enough to...build a house??? I dunno.... I'm like way mature....." she slurred. "And i'm not a lightweight you bitch flavored ass cake!!!" "Building houses, eh? Ah yes, the true mark of adulthood. This 'bitch flavored ass cake' thinks you've had enough." He pushed away her glass and waved down the bartender. "We need some water up in this one," he laughed, moving the full glass of ice water in front of lettuce. "Drink up, you're probably pretty dehydrated. Wouldn't want your leaves to shrivel up." “Oh, my!” he chirped, placing the glass down and bringing it to the scientist’s cheek. “Are you trying to get me drunk, Cyrus?” He stroked the man’s cheek softly as he went on, his giggles loud enough to fill the entire room. “Is that how you catch your prey? If so, you shouldn’t spend too much on me. After all...” He grabbed Cyrus’s chin and brought it closer to his, squeezing his cheeks slightly. “I wouldn’t’ve resisted you even if I wasn’t intoxicated.” Cyrus raised an eyebrow as his cheeks smooshed together ever so slightly in Alti's grip, smirking. "Oh please. As if I need something as basic as alcohol to help me catch my prey. But I don't think I could compete with the forwardness of a prostitute," he replied, humming and sitting back once the other man let go. Cyrus watched as the woman now wailed on the beach towel, smirking and raising an eyebrow as the watermelon luchador shouted valiantly at the woman. Well he's literally no less weird than I expected, he hummed before glancing back at Alti. "Uh huh? Fun for you maybe, for her sake I hope she gets someone a little less... handsy? Overly forward? Perverted?" He gestured to the broken glass scattered across the ground that was now being swept up by one of the bar workers. "That could've been your skull, just sayin'. And I dunno if aaanyone would've come in to stop that from happening," he hummed, tapping his fingers on the bar and leaning his chin on his hand. Cyrus's chin fell forward a little bit as his body was swiveled in the other direction, yanking it away from the top of his hand. The scientist blushed a little bit and looked upwards as he tried to think. "Ahhh... Well I'm not too sure my attraction and... interest in you is quite as pure as a quote unquote," He made airquotes with his hands as he articulated the next two syllables, " 'Soulmate' would require. Nor necessarily for the right reasons," he laughed, tilting his head and running the different contestants' faces through his mind. "I didn't exactly come here intending to get matched up but, c'est la vie," he mused. Some of the original faces he'd noticed were the ones that popped into his mind first, including the blue hedgehog that seemed pretty cool, and lettuce. "Hmmm.... Aberdeen and good ol'Lettuce over here I guess so far seem okay!" He laughed and roughly patted the absolutely plastered kid on the back. "Otherwise..." He shrugged and pointed over his shoulder with his thumb at Ortus, shaking his hand a bit. "That one over there is interesting looking, and plenty belligerent for my liking, but I don't frankly know a thing about her. I prefer guys anyway," he yawned nonchalantly sitting back in his stool, crossing his legs and smiling, staring over at Alti. "You don't seem like the type of person that would particularly want a soulmate." |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jan 18, 2016 18:46:53 GMT -6
Vale peaked through his fingers and watched Ortus storm off. He pushed himself out of the wall and dusted himself off. "Whoops, overdid it," He said, rubbing his chin as he examined the bits of rubble on the floor. He shrugged and turned away, strutting over to the gate and sitting near Aberdeen. "So! Fighting! Am I right?" He elbowed the other and laughed loudly. Aberdeen was caught off guard by the man's sudden appearance and sat up straight upon his comment. "Fighting...yeah." They chuckled a bit. "I mean, it pays the bills, so I'm not complaining. That and bartending. Nowadays, I have more money than I know what to do with. Usually just spend it on things like....uh....bandanas, cool clothes...uh..special effects makeup, stupid stuff like that.." Aberdeen realized they were already sharing to much and decided it'd be best to get the subject of themself "What about you? Do you work anymore?" They asked, not actually looking at Vale. They seemed to be staring off into space.
Rowan quickly made his way out of the bar, not wanting to get roped into any sort of drinking. This day had been expensive enough as it is. He took out his wallet and opened it up, part of him hoping he was wrong and did have money left. Alas, there was very little to behold in his wallet. "A buck 45. Great..." He said, disappointed. He was so busy looking down, he wasn't paying attention to where he was going and ended up bumping into a rather tall woman. Rowan fell flat on his ass, looking up to see who he had hit. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! That was an accident! I wasn't watching where I was going! Sorry, ma'am! I didn't mean to!" He was hoping by apologizing enough, he could get out of a lawsuit if bumping into her had actually DONE anything. |
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Post by cassiroll on Jan 18, 2016 18:54:00 GMT -6
"Fighting...yeah." They chuckled a bit. "I mean, it pays the bills, so I'm not complaining. That and bartending. Nowadays, I have more money than I know what to do with. Usually just spend it on things like....uh....bandanas, cool clothes...uh..special effects makeup, stupid stuff like that.." Aberdeen realized they were already sharing to much and decided it'd be best to get the subject of themself. "Bar tending too, ey! You must have a busy schedule!" He elbowed them a few more times. "Ho ho, that is a great question!" Vale suddenly stood up and held out his hands. "But you know what's a better question?!" He went into a handstand and held it. "How long can I do this for, eyyyyy?!!" He started bending his arms up and down as he laughed. |
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Post by Allie on Jan 18, 2016 19:07:59 GMT -6
He was so busy looking down, he wasn't paying attention to where he was going and ended up bumping into a rather tall woman. Rowan fell flat on his ass, looking up to see who he had hit. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! That was an accident! I wasn't watching where I was going! Sorry, ma'am! I didn't mean to!". Her attention was directed at the shorter male seemingly writhing on the ground like a pathetic imp, sputtering nonsensical apologies. Normally, this would have prompted her to walk away, but something about him seemed...innocuous. That and no one else was bothering her at the time. "Stop apologizing. People take advantage of that," With a more level head, she raised the guy up with her one hand and let him compose himself. He seemed much more normal than the folk she had previously interacted with, so hopefully establishing a positive relationship with him wouldn't prove too difficult. "Are you here for this 'soulmate' operation as well?" |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Jan 18, 2016 19:18:24 GMT -6
"Bar tending too, ey! You must have a busy schedule!" He elbowed them a few more times."Ho ho, that is a great question!" Vale suddenly stood up and held out his hands. "But you know what's a better question?!" He went into a handstand and held it. "How long can I do this for, eyyyyy?!!" He started bending his arms up and down as he laughed. Aberdeen's attention was brought to the man now doing a handstand and laughing like an idiot. Aberdeen continued to stare at the display, seemingly unamused with his display. "So, are you doing this to avoid the question, or...." They trailed off once more. It didn't really matter to them whether the man wanted to engage in an actual conversation or just act like a buffoon. They had enough on their mind as it was. "Uh, yeah. You keep doing that." They said as they tightened their bandana once more. "I'll uh...time you.." They pulled out their phone and began texting someone.
Rowan picked himself up off the ground, brushing away the dirt. "Right, sorr-" He stopped himself before he apologized again, realizing the woman had just told him not to do that and he was in no mood to piss anyone off. "Uh, yeah. I'm here for the soulmate...thing. Though....heheh.."He started nervously chuckling to himself "Between you and me, I just did it to get away from work! Working two jobs sucks, heheh..." He smiled to the tall woman. "What about you? Are you here for the soulmate thing...you know what...that was a stupid question..you wouldn't know about it if you weren't apart of...you know what, I'm an idiot..I'm gonna go ahead and shut up, heheh.." Rowan's face was now visibly red due to embarrassment. |
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Post by titee on Jan 18, 2016 19:24:38 GMT -6
Simon turned, with a wide smile and a rise of his glass he addressed the rather chic looking woman. "You're in the right place! though a lot of the group's over there as well," he motioned towards the rest of the group scattered around the airport gate. "Most of use don't bite. I'd keep an eye on that one, though," he the motioned back towards the bar, specifically Alti with a quick wink before returning to his drink.
Rin scampered after his ferret, picking up a small creature in his arms and huddling into it, visibly shaking. He looked over towards Alti, already inappropriately hanging off somebody else as a mixture of shame and disgust rose within his person.
"Are you okay?"
Rin looked down to see two glowing red eyes peering at him. When their eyes met the owner's grip tightened. Rin snuggled the ferret tightly, which responded with an annoyed squeak as it wiggled loose from Rin's grip and scampered onto his shoulder.
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Post by Miki Sayaka on Jan 18, 2016 19:34:50 GMT -6
Name: Andrew Gynette Age: 29 Romantic/Sexual orientation: 100% homos Backstory(optional): A designer from a family with money. It's clear he loves himself above all. Physical appearence:  An expensively dressed man clacked through the airport. Though he didn't care much for love he decided to take this up on the words of his friends, who believe he couldn't even love someone else because he was so busy loving himself. Walking around for a bit Andrew came across a rather 'social' group at a bar. "Goodness, y'u all are a sorry lot." The man remarked as he approached their location. |
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Post by Allie on Jan 18, 2016 19:44:59 GMT -6
Rowan picked himself up off the ground, brushing away the dirt. "Right, sorr-" He stopped himself before he apologized again, realizing the woman had just told him not to do that and he was in no mood to piss anyone off. "Uh, yeah. I'm here for the soulmate...thing. Though....heheh.."He started nervously chuckling to himself "Between you and me, I just did it to get away from work! Working two jobs sucks, heheh..." He smiled to the tall woman. "What about you? Are you here for the soulmate thing...you know what...that was a stupid question..you wouldn't know about it if you weren't apart of...you know what, I'm an idiot..I'm gonna go ahead and shut up, heheh.." Rowan's face was now visibly red due to embarrassment. Pitiful. Yet, not a terrible pitiful. At least he was the type of guy that most people could meet and not want to pummel. She took off her sunglasses, hoping the man would recognize her in a weird sort of way, and replied to his musings. "I can relate to that. I came here to escape the responsibilities of my job, yet it proved ineffective considering..." Her eyes wandered to a familiar dark haired male chatting with Cyrus. A scowl spread across her face, thankful he was harassing someone else. "Avoid that man at all costs. He is convinced that I am his personal dominatrix, and any attempts at shaking him off have proven to be an utter failure. Stay away." |
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Post by Emily on Jan 18, 2016 20:34:33 GMT -6
After much talking, and a lot of drinking and other basic activities, Tyreithillis had made sure everybody got on the plane sober and safe. The airplane was more like a hotel than an airplane. There were airplane seats in the front, sure, but there was an entire living room complete with couches, a tv, and other things found in a living room. There,oddly, were seemingly not enough room to accomidate all of them, as there were 16 people, yet only eight rooms. Everyone had all their luggage, including their carry-ons. Tyreithilils headed in, followed by Elenara with a wide smile on her face. “So! I bet you all have several questions!” She looked about the crowd and smiled widely. “First off, why is this plane so nice?” she inquired “That’s because this is where you’ll be staying! That’s right, we’ll take a looooooooooooong flight somewhere, and go back to a place relatively nearby the next thing we want to do!! So, you’re all staying in an airborne hotel!! Cool, right??” Tyreithillis was getting incredibly excited just talking about. “Secondly, there are only eight rooms, and there are 16 of you, right???” She looked over at them excitedly. “Weeeeeeeeeeell, you’ll be sharing a room with your soulmate~!” Elenara stepped forward and gave a nod to Tyreithillis. “Also, the beds i’ve desigend are based off of your true love auras...the more in love or attracted to each other you are, the closer they will gravitate together. This can be one sided of course, one bed can just scoot towards another, even if one party may not like the other yet.” Elenara spoke once more. “But...this technology is new, and can be rather unstable, and may…” She looked over at Cyrus for a fraction of a second. “...Combust. So please warn us if your bed is shorting out.” Tyreithillis put a hand on Elenara’s shoulder. “Yes! So, now let’s get to the real reason we’re talking to you!” Tyreithillis did a drumroll on her legs, and Elenara, with a smile, repeated the action. “Your soulmates! Now, Elenara is handing out your bracelets riiiiiiiiiiight now, and when everyone has theirs, you can put yours on!!. Elenara handed everyone their bracelet. Everyone put theirs on and booted it up. Here are the numbers everyone got. Vale: 1 Alraada: 1 Maicy: 2 Aberdeen: 2 Simon: 3 Ortus: 3 Rin: 4 Andrew: 4 Alti: 5 Cyrus: 5 Ninette: 6 Naira: 6 Rowan: 7 Willow: 7 Sami: 8 Arshrin: 8 “Have a wonderful time, everyone!” Tyreithillis chimed The scientists headed off to their quarters, before anybody could attack them for who they got as soulmates. ((i havent seen you all post much so ill tag you nemi and shishi)) |
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