Boys Will Be Boys (M/M) - Student Union
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				Title: <strong>Boys Will Be Boys (M/M) - Student Union</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyron</strong> on <strong>10-10-2014, 04:16:56</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff7/HaruTokushima/5d1a7e77-ff12-4e6b-a61e-3e77f5079838_zpsc5a018f5.jpg)</div><br>Ashton is ranked as one of the top all boys' boarding schools in the United States. It takes pride in its ability to cultivate young boys into men who will go on to achieve great things, perhaps in part because the school aims to accept only the best--in anything, whether it be athletics, academics, or the arts. With a small student body of only a couple hundred, the competition to get in is fierce. In fact, some might say that the school in general possesses a competitive spirit, but what could one expect from a place full of boys?<br><br>Yes, it's a good school, and, looking at the brochures and website, most might even say it's perfect. But it's high school. Friends betray friends, bullies rule, guys duke it out to carve themselves a niche in the power structure, and don't forget about those insanely rich kids who scoff at the scholarship mutts. And some of these students? They're...a little "different." They're gay. Or bi. Or whatever else fits under the rainbow. Girls can't serve as a distraction here, but for these guys, well, that doesn't matter so much. They have to survive the typical high school BS while coming to terms with who they are. And for a certain group in particular, it's their senior year. They better make the most of it while they can.<br><br><hr><br>The student union sits in the middle of the three residence halls. It holds:<br><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Cafeteria (http://s241.photobucket.com/user/HaruTokushima/media/Settings/DellPerai_Cafeteria_1.jpg.html). Hours of operation:</li><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Breakfast: 6:00am - 8:00am</li><li>Lunch: 11:50am - 12:50pm</li><li>Dinner:&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;6:00am - 8:00am</li></ul><li>Infirmary, open 8am to 8pm every weekday.</li><li>Fitness center, open from the start of dinner to 10pm.</li><li>The entertainment center, which has billiards, foosball tables, darts, and a few arcade games. It's open from the start of dinner to 10pm.</li></ul><br><strong>Current Time &amp; Weather</strong> <br>Friday, Oct. 31, 8 o'clock hour. Halloween party is starting in the student union.<br>Cloudy; currently 50℉ (10℃)[/center]<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Campus Map</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff7/HaruTokushima/Settings/BWBBmap_zps539a6092.png)</div></div><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Post Header</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=150 padding=5][/img][/floatleft]<br>[b]Name:[/b] <br>[b]Location:[/b] <br>[b]Tagging:[/b] <br>[b]Content:[/b]<br>[b]Wearing:[/b] [optional]<br>[hr]</code></pre></div></div><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Thread Links</div><div class="spoiler_body">Recruitment (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214902.25)<br>Characters (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=215187.0)<br>OOC (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=215186.0)<br>Wescott Hall (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=215269.0)<br>Ballard Hall (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=215270.0)<br>Mitchell Hall (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=215271.0)<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Boys Will Be Boys (M/M) - Student Union</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyron</strong> on <strong>11-10-2014, 03:00:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff7/HaruTokushima/Realistic%20Chars/Sean/121438f5-e1a0-4b42-8a1b-fe3d9b308587_zps981c1873.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Sean Acker<br><strong>Location:</strong> Student union<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> No one, open<br><strong>Content:</strong> Party starting, Sean standing around and stuff (filler).<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Zombie (http://www.spirithalloween.com/product/rb-zombie-shawn-adult-std/)<br><strong>OOC:</strong> Bad post is bad, but intros aren't my best, and Sean works better when he has others to play with. XD<br><hr><br>His favorite time of the year, and he was just a little bored. Sean stood off to the side in the entertainment center, watching as people gradually filtered into the room. The bass to some trashy pop song shook the floor. It made his ears weep, and with almost every costume he saw, he wanted to mourn. Four football players, a pirate, a Spiderman, and a guy in a toga. Devils and Draculas weren't <em>so</em> bad, but they were still pretty lame. What happened to scary? That was what Halloween was all about! Sean made sure his was a good fit. Sure, even he knew zombies were overdone, but it was better than a sexy nurse outfit, like the one he saw on that one girl who walked over to the punch bowl with the guy who must have dragged her here. And yes, even better than the toga--togas were hilarious, but not on Halloween. Then they were just sad.<br><br>But at least there was alcohol. Sean took a sip of the punch he had seen a ninja spike just several minutes ago. These kinds of things weren't so supervised like that dance coming up in a few weeks. A few people wouldn't care, but others tried not to be so blatant when they took a swig from their flask, just in case. Some were probably smart enough to pregame--go off campus for a bit or chug a few cans of the secret stash they kept hidden from housing faculty. Sadly, Sean's had dwindled before the last round of room checks. He'd have to remedy that soon, but for now, he'd stick to the punch until some sympathetic soul wandered along to share what they had. This night would completely bomb if he didn't get at least a little buzzed. He wiped at his lips, a little mindful of the "blood" that was smeared across his lower extremities. It would get messed up, it was only a matter of time, but the party was just starting. It had to last at least a little while.<br><br>The song changed, and a couple of other guys entered. Most of the pool and foosball tables had been pushed to the sides to maximize the space, but it wouldn't be long until the entertainment center would be packed. The cafeteria would have been better, but faculty sucked and didn't want them in there after eight, no matter what. People would crowd the rest of the student union, probably linger outside, too.<br><br>"Hey, Superman! Trying to show off what you don't have?" Sean smirked. It probably sounded gay, but he didn't care. He did anything for a guffaw. The guy looked at him, almost as if he wanted to cuss him out, but he turned away instead. Kyle was cool. Sean liked Kyle. But Kyle didn't take jabs so well. Sean was trying to work with him on it. There hadn't been much success yet, but they still had time, so there was hope.<br><br>Sean turned his head--and jumped. Some of his drink spilled over his hand. He backed away from the clown staring at him, the same one that also burst into laughter, because scaring someone shitless was the most hilarious thing in the world. "Fuck you, Dan! Not cool! I hate you!" He smiled at his friend's cruelty, but he had to get away. Now. He pushed himself into the crowd of bodies, but Dan, that asshat, was trying to come after him. He picked up the pace, almost breaking into a run until he was out the doorway. He paused long enough to glance over his shoulder. It looked like he was in the clear. For now. "Bastard," he muttered, a quiet, nervous chuckle escaping him. He felt the beads of cold sweat on his brow, but he ignored them and turned his attention toward the entrance of the student union. Someone cool needed to come along already.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Boys Will Be Boys (M/M) - Student Union</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cupcakemon</strong> on <strong>11-10-2014, 06:28:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/d9f4debd975e002cf2e41eb18739a329/tumblr_nd7yja1kCO1tl05k1o2_250.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Rave Siren<br><strong>Location:</strong> Student Union<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Nobody, free for all<br><strong>Content:</strong> Partying<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Zombie (https://33.media.tumblr.com/992d1ef237218fed64f2244c7bcdb527/tumblr_nd9czvIe1l1tl05k1o1_500.jpg)<br><hr><br>Rave was never good with parties, or even large gatherings. Being homeschooled almost all his life crowds were not his thing. He was uncomfortable with the amount of students pooling into the union room, Rave standing off to the side and far away from the crowd. There was too many people here for his taste but he had to stay for a little while because he had to look like he was social. The place had so many people and he bit his bottom lip as he looked around again. More people where pooling in and it didn’t seem to be planned to stop at any point.<br><br>He looked pretty gruesome at the moment. Green face with black around his eyes and blood splattered all over him. Maybe the ripped tank top was a bad idea, or the whole idea of coming. But he had shown up after hours of sitting there doing his own makeup as he did every year on his birthday. Taking a sip of the spiked drink he made a face, remembering it was his birthday. He was officially eighteen today and tomorrow his parents were coming into town to see him and pull him away from anything he would want to do after his birthday. Well at least he had to just get through this for a few hours then he could go back to the dorm, see what his friends in New York had sent him and just play horror movies until he passed out.<br><br>Running a hand through his hair Rave didn’t know what he should be doing. Thanks to his height he could hide out in a corner away from the crowd, unless somebody came to find him. But with his reputation and having the violent outburst he doubted somebody would come looking for him. And it wasn’t like he dated guys from the school, maybe a hook up or two but dating was unlikely. It was safer for him to date outside of the school to keep himself somewhat sane. Looking down at his glass he reached into his back pocket, pulling out his flask and pouring the contents in his cup. The alcohol was weak and he needed something stronger.<br><br>Muttering to himself in Romani he shoved the flask back into his pocket. At least he knew if he ran out of his flask there was a bottle he had hidden somewhere in the union room in a place he was pretty sure nobody else would find. Maybe he could convince his parents to buy him more alcohol for his birthday, make it last until Christmas when he'd head over to Romania for family. Looking around he took another sip of his alcoholic drink, wondering if this was worth it. It wasn't like he was planning on anybody talking to him. But he did promise himself that he would talk to at least two people, even if it was just a hi then a turn around and walk away. He had to at least try to be social.
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