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Post by Alonzo on Mar 2, 2011 3:03:41 GMT -5
Alonzo grinned at his best friend...boyfriend?...bah, that's a question for later. Any qualms that one could have with Plato were overwhelmed by his dedication to his friends; he really was a good guy, just a bit slow sometimes is all.
"Do you maybe want to borrow some clean clothes or something Vic? Plato's right, no-one will care, but if you're uncomfortable or anything like that, then I'm sure one of us could lend you something."
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Post by Plato on Mar 2, 2011 9:54:00 GMT -5
"Nah, he's good now, right Vic?" Plato said, tossing his shirt behind him in the den as he strut toward where he assumed the partying was going on. Got out of carrying the booze? Check. Excellent time to be had? Check. Chance to show off his delicious abs? Definitely check.
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Post by cassandra on Mar 3, 2011 20:28:54 GMT -5
Cassandra woke up from her nap. She was sure she could hear.... a party?
Hell, there was no way she was going to be left out of this. She couldn't even remember the last time she'd partied. The usually mystical queen, stretched herself out, grabbed a jacket and left to go party.
"Hey boys.... and Bomba."
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Mar 4, 2011 6:08:12 GMT -5
"Oh, good!" Tugger said happily. "Good female company is finally here," he announced, intentionally not looking at Bombalurina. "And here comes booze," Tugger said, noticing the guys returning. "But they brought another guy...shame. I don't know it Cass has the stamina for another one."
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Post by pike on Mar 4, 2011 10:35:52 GMT -5
"The fact you can get any queen to bed you with how crass you are astounds me," Munkustrap said in reference of his older brother before shaking his head at Admetus. Truly, it astounded him. But if Cassandra was there, and Bombalurina, that means more queens would be showing up! ... and hopefully not the screaming queen kind that Mistoffelees was. There was already too much sausage out.
He walked toward the trio, a slight salute given. "So it's the Three Muskateers agai--hey, Vic? You alright?" he padded toward the group, mild concern on his face as he took some of the alcohol from him, partly to carry it, partly to open a bottle for himself and take a swig.
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Post by Tantomile on Mar 4, 2011 18:53:40 GMT -5
Well, today had been an utterly worthless day. Tantomile woke up, ate something, and then proceeded to wander around for the rest of the day, lost in her thoughts and being entirely unproductive. Well, the day wasn't over yet. There was still time to make something of today.
It wasn't long before her nose picked up the unmistakable scent of booze and other Jellicles, mostly toms. Grinning, she followed the scent, her burnt orange skirt swirling around her ankles. The rest of her outfit was similar in style, with a gray tank top hugging her curves, silver bracelets jingling around her wrists, and straw wedge sandals. She loved playing with clothing.
As she came across the group, Tantomile smiled, linking her arm with Cassandra's. She quite liked the other sleek queen. "Hello Cassandra, Bomba. Boys." Not to shabby, she had to say. Agreeable company (mostly) and plenty of booze. Perfect.
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Post by Victor on Mar 6, 2011 20:39:25 GMT -5
"Me? I'm fine," Victor said brightly, if a bit brittle. "Although Plato clearly intends to lose at strip poker," he added, throwing a distraction in.
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Post by Plato on Mar 6, 2011 20:57:41 GMT -5
"Nah, I'm not dressed enough for that. One bad hand and I'm already naked. The ladies might get too excited to continue playing, then." A lecherous smirk came to his lips.
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Post by pike on Mar 6, 2011 21:00:09 GMT -5
Tantomile showed up? Was Bomba a babe magnet? That was just fabulous.
Enough to distract him from Victor's answer as he grinned. "Welcome."
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Post by Alonzo on Mar 6, 2011 21:11:24 GMT -5
Alonzo panted in, carrying the bulk of the alcohol from Plato's place. "Yeah," he gasped, rolling his eyes "I'm fine, don't worry about me..."
"So," he said, helping himself to a drink, "how about we get this party started!"
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Post by Tantomile on Mar 7, 2011 21:36:23 GMT -5
"You overestimate your own charms Plato." Tantomile rolled her eyes, but quickly smiled at Munkustrap. She closed her eyes and placed two fingers against her temple before holding out her hand expectantly. "I predict you will hand over that delectable looking bottle. And quickly, if you please. I need a good buzz."
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Post by pike on Mar 9, 2011 17:24:12 GMT -5
"You must be psychic," Munkustrap joked as he handed over a bottle.
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Post by ilikegirlstoo on Mar 9, 2011 17:51:40 GMT -5
Admetus grinned and waved hello when Alonzo returned with Plato and Victor in tow, and likewise gave a friendly nod to Cassandra and Tantomile when they appeared. The crowd was definitely growing. This ought to be good.
He chuckled at Tantomile's comment, and helped himself to a bottle from the newly arrived stash.
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Post by Tantomile on Mar 9, 2011 21:00:25 GMT -5
Tantomile smirked, accepting the bottle. "I get that a lot." Taking a measured gulp, she shuddered slightly. She usually stuck to beer, but what the hell. Might as well have some fun tonight. She took another drink and held the bottle out to Cassandra. "Need a drink?"
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Post by Plato on Mar 12, 2011 10:50:54 GMT -5
"I love it when there's tons of ladies here," Plato commented to Victor, grinning broadly, maybe still pleased with his lack of shirt, and the way his pants slung so low on his hips. Then again, Tugger was there so that already brightened his mood.
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Post by Kitrina on Mar 12, 2011 10:54:09 GMT -5
It was really amazing that Kit didn't notice the occasional trend of appearing wherever alcohol showed up, and more amazing that, even seeing Munkustrap, she continued to the group. Or maybe seeing Munkustrap with his friends, with a socialization going on...
Well, Bomba was there at least.
"Hope you've got something hard," she said, hand resting on her hip. She paused, then added, "Drinkwise." Just to not give the others ideas.
Ugh. Great. Tugger was there. And to think at one point she thought he was maybe an ounce attractive.
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Post by Tumblebrutus on Mar 12, 2011 11:00:36 GMT -5
Tumblebrutus wasn't sure he'd be welcome. In fact, he was almost certain he would not be welcome. However.... he couldn't help it! Adults? Party? Last time that involved watching the hottest hook ups and make outs out there. Thinking about Bombalurina and Kitrina still got him off at night when he didn't have one of the other cats on the mind.
He crept toward their group before making a face from the shadows. Victor. Great. Suddenly, spying didn't seem like such a good idea. Or rather such a fun idea.
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Post by Alonzo on Mar 13, 2011 3:25:41 GMT -5
Alonzo took a big swig from the bottle he was holding, shuddering a second at the taste. Man this stuff's awful, thank God for the nice side effects.
He walked up to Plato, putting his arm around his shoulders and addressing the whole group, "so what are we gonna do now?"
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Post by Victor on Mar 13, 2011 3:29:51 GMT -5
"Well, you two look like you're about to make out," Victor commented.
Distract from his own problems by teasing his friends. Granted, he didn't know that such a tease would mean more than usual.
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Post by Plato on Mar 13, 2011 12:07:47 GMT -5
"We do?"
Not that he was self-conscious, but there was a moment of something on Plato's face. Something unreadable, as Plato could often get if a tease hit too close to home. But, like Plato often got, that was almost immediately masked with a grin as he pressed closer to Alonzo, then stepped in front of Alonzo as he bent his knees, rising up and down, grinding his rump against Alonzo's crotch. The muscle on his chest was taut, maybe more noticeable in the movement as he moaned, exaggerated.
"When I see ladies, I get sooooo excited. I can't help it that Alonzo can sort of pass as a lady but with a huge cock. UNF!"
Well... maybe a little bit of his behavior was because of inebriation...
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Post by Alonzo on Mar 13, 2011 14:21:01 GMT -5
Alonzo grinned, grinding with him, "yeah sure Plato, that's why you're grinding up against me instead of the other way around." Yeah, alcohol was starting to get to him, yeah this was kind of strange even for them, but he didn't really care at that point.
"Why Victor? You getting turned on?"
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Post by Plato on Mar 13, 2011 23:13:28 GMT -5
Plato grinned, not ceasing his place. "Of course he is. I mean, look at me. I'm like hot sex on a stick. Whose stick is the question. In fact," He purred a little. "I'm totally hot enough that I bet Vic would go down on me right now."
Oh, Plato.
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Post by ilikegirlstoo on Mar 14, 2011 10:18:55 GMT -5
Admetus noticed the look on Plato's face, that flicker of something, but then it was gone, and before Admetus could make a comment, they had reverted back into drunken ridiculousness.
He rubbed his palm over his face and shook his head, chuckling. "Sometimes it's hard to believe we're related," he said and eyed Plato with a grin.
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Post by Victor on Mar 14, 2011 22:54:54 GMT -5
"You hope to hard," Victor told Plato. "Plus I bet Munkus has a bigger one to go down on," he added, nodding the the protector.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Mar 14, 2011 22:57:31 GMT -5
Tugger was mature about it. He simply ignored Kitrina all together, pretending she wasn't there.
He leaned in to stage whisper to Cassandra. "Notice how he didn't compare to me. It would be unfair to the other guys to compare to me."
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Post by pike on Mar 14, 2011 23:20:59 GMT -5
Munkustrap coughed on the vodka he was drinking before he glanced to the side, a simple, "No comment-" said before he glanced at his older sibling. Maybe, loosened up from the alcohol, he was willing to say, "You sure you wanna make that claim, Tug?"
His attention shifted to the grey queen. Oh. Great. Not just her bestie but she was there. With everything, he couldn't exactly talk about shagging her to the boys, and if he snubbed her there, he feared drama... or her turning down sex.... which might be worse.
He settled on greeting her with a, "Hey." Something casual. Oh. This could be bad.
And then, it hit him. In drunken state, it was the best idea ever. If sober, possibly terrible.
"Hey Addy, why don't you get Kitrina a drink?"
WIN! Keep the bitch distracted, avoid his brother's wrath, and be a gentleman so, incase she fancied a shag, she'd be ready. Plus, maybe Addy'd get some for once.
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Post by Kitrina on Mar 14, 2011 23:37:34 GMT -5
Kit stared at Munkustrap: was he for real? She didn't even know what to make of it, and so, she only snorted. Maybe there was partial disappointment at how quiet her arrival seemed to be. "Drink would be appreciated," she muttered.
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Post by ilikegirlstoo on Mar 15, 2011 5:00:38 GMT -5
Admetus eyed Munkustrap suspiciously, but knew better than to make a comment. In stead, he did as suggesrted, and grabbed a drink from the stash, offering it to the grey queen. He avoided eye contact with her - she unsettled him, somehow. He couldn't quite pinpoint what, but something about her just... Made his fur stand on end.
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Post by Quaxo on Mar 15, 2011 18:20:56 GMT -5
God I'm BORED, Quaxo thought as he meandered through the junkyard, just having woken up from the exhausting night with Kamaria and Puck. As he continued on though, he saw, (well felt first, then saw), a congregation of cats milling about in what seemed like the makings of a party.
He glanced about them, there wasn't anyone there that he knew, at least not that he could see at the moment. He hesitated slightly, this would definitely relieve his boredom, but what if it was a private party or something?
As he was thinking this, however, he found that his feet had kept moving, and he was now just a few feet from the group. Gah...alright too late now...
"Hey," he called, to no-one in particular, putting on his best grin. Well at least he was dressed well for a party, he was taking a newly acquired pair of multicoloured leather pants for a test drive. They showed off his lithe form very well, even if they did make him look gayer than the fourth of July.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Mar 16, 2011 7:33:38 GMT -5
"Oh, really?" Tugger challenged. "Which of you lovely ladies would like to be the judge?" he asked, looking around at the females in the group, ignoring Kitrina of course.
Then he turned up. "Oh. Your. God...Quick, fetch Misto! He's being out gayed by a pair of pants!"
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