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Just take the O off of hello and you get Hell.
It perfectly explains social interaction…
I like people…
Just take the O off of hello and you get Hell.
It perfectly explains social interaction…
I like people…
I don’t like strangers.
I do! (ps. are we starting soon?)
(i hope so)
(Uhh. I hope too.)
(how many people are we waiting for to post their characters?)
(I think everyone posted characters)
(oke)
Let's start then!
(:3)
(Hella.)
"How's the dispensary coming?" Miloh asked, walking through the unfinished remodelling of the back.
"Pretty good, boss." The construction worker, Carlos, yelled back.
Miloh sauntered through the 'Employees Only' door, to come face to face eith his club.
"This truly is Elysium." He thought to himself
(AHH WAIT HERES MA BOI)
Name: Jay Miller
Gender: Male (He/Him)
Sexuality: Pan
Age: 24
Species: Hooman
Personality: Extorvert, lives off of Dr. Pepper and DiGiorno, makes horrible jokes and always tries to make people laugh, kinda dead on the inside, has trouble being serious/caring, loves making people feel good but can’t make himself feel good
Appearance: Freckly boy, reddish brown hair that’s kinda shaggy, piercing bl7e eyes, fair skin, slim build and tall boi at 6’2
Talents: Humor, v good at soccer
Flaws: Self-deprecating, possible sociopath, kinds dumb
Likes: Ships (the fandom kind), friends, cheeseburgers
Dislikes: Libraries, cooked vegetables, choosing things
Other: N/A
(( How do we jump into this one??))
(Just walk in the club.)
(@Graveyard_Smash I LOVE HIM!!!!!!!!!)
(Wrong username I think but thanks!)
(Oookay…. is th nightclub like, open or being built/renovated right now???)
(It's open. But they're building a dispensary in the back…)
(Erm. Gonna wait for someone to go in first.)
Ace walked into the new place they were adding onto the club. "Fancy." They remarked from behind Miloh. Probably scaring him or not, he was pretty dead inside.
Ok…
Aileen walked into the club with friends at her heels Tiffany, a blonde haired beauty with eyes like sapphires, and Becca, a spunky red-head who had been itching to come to this new nightclub. As Aileen looked about, she crossed her arms over her chest. "Not bad…" she muttered as she looked about. Not bad at all
The girls settled at a table. Aileen wasn't here to have fun. She really just game for her friends, well, one of them. They ordered drinks and got comfy. Already, Becca was swaying to the music, looking ready to burst outta her seat. "You gonna cool there, Bec?" Aileen smirked. "Wait for some of the fellas to arrive so you have someone to rock with…" Becca rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at Aileen.
"What about you, Lena?" Tiffany piped in after taking a swig of her drink. Aileen fought not to roll her eyes.
"Nah, won't be gettin' on the floor tonight…." she shrugged.
"Aww, c'mon, when was it you last went dancing?" Tiffany countered with a pout.
"Since William last took me clubbing. That's when. I can't dance with another man, he makes them look shameful. You should know that…" Aileen couldn't hide the bite in her tone, but it frankly went unnoticed.
"Ladies." Miloh said, gesturing. "Welcome to the Escapade." He said, stepping omdown to the bar, and sitting on the stool.
"Paula darling." He said to the bartender. "Get me a glass of Malibu. On the rocks please." He sighed, sullenly, waiting patiently.
He invited Ace over.
"Come here, pal…" He said.
Kat came in her friend, Kikiyo. "Hey guys!", she announced and Kikiyo rolled her eyes and nudged her. Kikiyo was a little shy.
"More people eh?" Miloh asked, looking at the rather unique one. "Come on in!"
Kat was usually the one to talk for the duo. "Thank you!"
"No problem." Miloh said as his Malibu arrived.
"Thank you." He tipped the bartender.
"But Mt. Reinrod-"
"Just take the tip, Paula." He said, smiling.
She scurried off.
Kat ordered a strawberry daiquiri and Kikiyo ordered a glass of wine. They chatted while they waited for their drinks.
Raaji looks about the nightclub.
He was surprised at the headroom that he had available to him.
Usually he would wack his head on everything when he went to any other club.
He walked about and found a table and sat down just taking in all the interior decorations and lights.
Aileen watched the man at the bar. She nodded to him when he greeted them. She saw others come in, a smile playing on her face. "Good thing the banks won't be dry tonight, eh Becca?" she said. More people meant more dancers.
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