DR.Strangelove: No.. never before, never even imagined I would ever feel this way about some one else
what way is that? like you are about to hurl in their face?
Like pushing pins into their eyes and tearing out their heart.
Harley: *sighs* Me either
Jessephany: *looks him up and down, a discusted look on her face*
Discusted? Is that ike disected?
Harley: it was forbidden
what was forbidden? everything?
Sweet angry Jesus.... a forbidden love. This is like... "Buffy the Vampire Slayer". Enough with the forbidden love! Let's see some ruinous lust!!
Claw: *notices beth's glance*..may i help you miss??
no, she's just glancing at you for the sheer heck of it.
Well, you know, that's why I do it.
Jessephany: nosey, snide little bastard are'nt we?
so does that mean you are nosey as well?
Is that the inclusive we? So she just insulted herself...?
DR.Strangelove: It wasnt forbidden for me.. its just that my work has always consumed me.. Ive never nade room for anythign else
nade? I assume that means made...and damn you workaholics!
Harley: Love was not purpose on this plane
cave man speak. you tarzan me jane.
Oookay.
Jessephany: *smiles, her arms across her chest, hand inches from the gun*
Harley: ((insert my after not))
oh, that makes more sense....so if you aren't from this plane where are you from?
Beth: *looks back at claw*hmm no i dont think so
see, what did I tell you.
Grubb: Fuck you. *flips jess off*
is this his answer to everything?
I'm bleeding. This is horrible.
DR.Strangelove: *sighs* All I ever cared about was my work
well, that just goes to show you how little a life you had back then.
And your work was all that cared about you.
Jessephany: you wish!
no, it's you who wishes.
Harley: *realizes Grubb must be a Brujah brudah* lol
let me guess, was it the flipping off and bad attitude that gave that away? or the fact his link said something about smashing something?
Wow. I'd say, a little of column A, a little of column B.
Claw: *shrugs* ok just wondering..nevermind...*goes back to sipping his wine*...
someone isn't gonna get lucky tonight. poor guy. maybe it was all those fireballs he belched in a previous lurk that turns the ladies off.
Jessephany: prick!
DR.Strangelove: *giggles again* so much like us its not even funny
you have a giggling man...wow...that soooo doesn't fit. and what's not like the both of you?
Beth: *smirks at claw and stands walking to the door*
Harley: *shudders at the thought*
what thought?
Someone had a thought?
Grubb: Not im my worst nightmare bitch..
Jessephany: ** god I need a granade, I'ld shove it down his pants**
I wouldn't try it, he would probably try to get out of it by saying he has fortitude of 20 or so.....
I wouldn't try it. I might touch his bits on the way down. *shudder*
DR.Strangelove: *laughs out loud then snuggles close to Harley*
Jessephany: nor mine!
you know she has to be lying here....all that denial....
Ugh
Harley: *lights a smoke and hands it to Doc, then one for himself*
you mean harley is a guy as well? damn.....so either this is a gay couple or the doc there is female....who woulda thought?
Which makes the giggling make more sense.
DR.Strangelove: *smiles* you readin my mind or what?
yes, he was reading your mind.
Grubb: **I'd bet she's be rough in the sack**
Read THAT.
Harley: Can't you just feel the love in the room? HA *LOL*
just like he seems to be reading the minds of everyone in the room.
He only does one thing, but he does it... uh... hm.... He does it.
Jessephany: ((LMAO))
Beth: *walks out the door *this little morital be bye bye*
thought she left a long time ago. huh, guess I was wrong.
What's a morital? Is that some new breed of Bastet?
Harley: *bet Jess has barbed wire around her honey pot LOL*
hey you! Harley! stay outta other people's minds! it's not polite to go around readin other people's thoughts without askin!
Why is he thinking about other women's bits when he's with his own woman/man/whatever?
Jessephany: **I need a drink!**
** Fallen Angel does absolutely nothing to nothing. **
that's nice.
Thanks for saying that.
DR.Strangelove: *reaches a hand down to Harley lap* Uh ha *weg*
SOMEBODY wants to get it on.
Oooh! Super Love Powers!!
Jessephany: Stalks over to the bar, her boots thudding on the floor*
now, was that an action or was she narrating what she was doing?
Don't be bitchy. She just forgot the first asterisk.
DR.Strangelove: *looks up at him now more serious than ever* Harley?
Harley: *moves her hand over his quickly hardening shaft*
So the doc IS a woman...and did you need to get so graphic? this may be my imagination but this line of rp is starting to read like a bad smut novel.
Tentacle Penis... ATTACK!
Grubb: Come on. You wanna go 'round we'll go 'round, I'd hate to mess up your pretty little face sweety.
Please do it. She might like it.
Harley: Yea baby?
Jessephany: *grabs a mickeys wide mouth lager beer, and twist off the cap and tosses it in her hand*
DR.Strangelove: *smiels a little* Do you think we will ever be safe? I mean really safe?
it will never be really safe because 'THEY' are out to get you.
You will NOT be safe unless you use a condom EACH TIME.
Jessephany: you aint worth my time! **snotty little shit**
If he's not worth your time then why do you keep responding to him?
Well, she has a LOT of time.
Sabrina: *appears on a table in a dark corner watching the room*
don't you just love it when someone pops outta nowhere like that?
Eh.
Harley: Depends baby, on whether we get rid of the Master or not. *whispers*
DR.Strangelove: *sences the witch in the corner and smiles*
How do you know Sabrina is a witch? She may be a vampire....a tremere to be more specific....
She's polite, and substituted the "b" for a "w".
Jessephany: *drops the cap she was gonna throw, and drinks the beer, playing it sooo cool*
Jessephany: *desides to ignor him completely*
Grubb: HEY! Eat me.
I think you would enjoy that a bit too much.
DR.Strangelove: *sighs* I hope one day we dont have to worry anymore Harley
Jessephany: * ignor*
Harley: *sees Sabrina and smiles*
Sabrina: *pulls her long black hair up out of her face ...her bright blue eyes scanning the room*
Harley: so do I baby, so do I
Grubb: *mumbles*...bitch...*scowls and takes another swig of tequila*
she's not going to respond anymore because she is ignoring you.
She even posts that she's ignoring you!
DR.Strangelove: *scoots a little closer to harley and lets her hair down* Its been an eventful day to say the least
Jessephany: *walks over to the juke and plays only by Anthrax*
Harley: Tell me about it *rubs his chest*
hmmm...rubbing his chest...interesting responses....
Jessephany: *leans against the juke and drinks her beer*
DR.Strangelove: *leans down and kisses his chest* I know thats gotta hurt some
okay, so what happened to his chest? and how is kissing it gonna make it better?
He has a booboo.
Jessephany: *crosses her legs, and the knee ripps out of her worn thin jeans* rrripp
wait a sec, I thought she was standing....and how do you rip your jeans by crossing your legs? they MUST be really really tight to be able to do that...
Her knees are incredibly well developed.
Sabrina: *backs off in to the shadows as Harley notices her*
Harley: *perk* Did Jess just fart?
No, her jeans ripped, and how do you know her name? damn 'power' keeps popping up outta nowhere
That was kind of funny, though. Heehee. Damn Brujah.
Grubb: *looks up with a raised brow* For a bitch you have at least SOME taste in music anyway...
why do you keep talking? nobody is paying any attention to you anymore.
Harley: Luckily I heal quickly Doc, but you can examine it if you'd like *weg*
You would like that a bit too much.
Yum. Desperation.
Grubb: *laughs loudly at Harley's remark*
DR.Strangelove: *kisses his chest again and then looks up at him smiling* Im not that kind of doctor but you think you need an examination, Im sure I can cook one up for you
As I said before, reading like a bad smut novel. and getting worse.
mmm...cliche.
12.:
Harley: Start cooking baby, I got your recipe right here *eg*
*groan* bad, very bad.
Oh, GOD! GET A FUCKING ROOM! Or at least stop being so... LAME!
that's where I ended it. it was getting bad...and I was getting more distracted by far too many other things that were far more important.
Like watching paint peel?