We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad
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				Title: <strong>We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>11-04-2016, 02:33:34</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/ea/89/fd/ea89fdc54ce0c950c01fbb8ca8f5047b.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size">Jamison Clarke Forum Quad</span></em></span></div><br><br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">LIST OF OOC/IC LINKS</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/63/Whrt-new2.png)</div><hr><br><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">We Have Rights Too Game Map &amp; Links</span></span></em><br></div><br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OOC LINKS: sheets, announcements, casting couch, paper trails, etc</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;GM announcements and Events schedules&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;</span></strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247302.0)<br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><ul class="bbc_list"><li>WHRT discord: For your plotting needs (https://discord.gg/ZPYrb9zs)</li><li>WHRT: OOC (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246260.0)</li><li>WHRT: Character Sheets (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328009.0)</li><li>WHRT: Master list (names, genders and sexualities ABC's) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247893.0)</li></ul></td><td><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Paper Trails: Shipping threads (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246514.0)</li><li>In.Queery.Y: Casting Couch (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247002.0)</li><li>Face Claim and Game Stats (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247304.msg15684853#msg15684853)</li><li>WHRT Interest Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246259.0)</li></ul></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div></div></div><br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">OTHER IN CHARACTER THREADS FOR POSTING NOT ON MAP</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center"><span style="font-family: andale mono;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>L I N K&nbsp; 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CAFE:</strong></span></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246501.0)<br><br>▀ <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>JAMISON CLARKE MAIN BUILDING:</strong></span></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246261.0)<br><br>▲ <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>UNIVERSITY FORUM QUAD:</strong></span></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247388.0)</td><td>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</td><td>▀ <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>WEST HAMPTON HALL:</strong></span></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246314.0)<ul class="bbc_list"><li>American Studies</li><li>Anthropology</li><li>Cultures and Languages Across the Curriculum</li><li>French Studies</li><li>Homosexuality 101: First Year Seminar</li><li>Geography</li><li>Greek Studies</li><li>History</li><li>Italian Studies</li><li>Journalism</li><li>Jewish Studies</li><li>Latin American, Latino and Iberian Studies</li><li>Latin Studies</li><li>Languages, Literatures and Cultures</li><li>Religious Studies</li><li>Women, Gender and Sexuality Studies</li><li>School of Professional and Continuing Studies</li></ul><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">●</span>&nbsp; <span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>LANCELOT CO-ED DORMS:</strong></span></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246315.0)<br><br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">DORM ROOMS</div><div class="spoiler_body">A list of dorm rooms and availability. 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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>11-04-2016, 09:26:51</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>A Midsummer <em>Night</em> Dream</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(https://41.media.tumblr.com/2086184d7a8ec53eab14349daef2827c/tumblr_n7adu83k5z1qajp2bo1_500.png)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Maddox Avery<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Annoyed then Happy<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|02|16 7:00 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> University Quad, under a large Oak tree<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Student Services<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Emma Pierce- <em><strong>closed</strong></em></span><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Maddox was angry, he had spent the better part of the day searching room after room for signs of his best friend. He had yet to text her and let her know he had managed to end up at Jamison Clarke. It was a surprise for her and he missed her like crazy. It had been a solid year since he had hung out with one of the only people on earth who got him without saying a word. <br><br>Time had gone so slow for him so the minute his parents told him they were enrolling him at the University because they were worried he was possibly gay and he had never had a girlfriend, Maddox did not protest in the least. Who needed a girlfriend when you had a best friend as awesome as Emma Pierce?<br><br>The first part of his first day had been used up by his dorm mate. Not that he actually protested the idea, he immediately liked her regardless of the possible threesome the two of them had almost had. The following day, Sept 2 and Maddox made it his mission to find Emma Pierce. After having no luck the guy ate his lunch silently, alone and finally dinner followed. <br><br>Nothing. <br><br>Emma was nowhere to be found. He was beginning to wonder if she had changed schools and not notified him. His heart ached and he wondered briefly if they were drifting apart. <br><br>Giving up hope after visiting student services to check on her dorm number. Maddox was going to head back in the direction of Lancelot dorms, cutting a path through the Quad when he spotted a familiar blond sitting on a bench and her hand sketching away furiously on her drawing pad. He stopped in awe, she was so beautiful. Maddox's heart raced as he took in the sight of her and studied her features, wanting to race to her side and show her how much he missed her. It was already growing dark and Maddox's face lite up with glee as he ran in her direction and cried out, <strong>"EMMAAAAAAAAAA"</strong><br><br>It was foreign to hear him speak, but alas Emma had a way of bringing that out in him whenever she was around. His excitement couldn't be masked and could not stop him from thinking before he spoke now. Grinning and laughing as he reached her at a run, the guy scooped her up in his arms and hugged her so tightly lifting her from the ground as he kissed her cheek repeatedly and hugged her close. Sighing happily and setting her down he sat down on the bench beside her and hugged her from behind kissing her cheek. <strong>"I missed you."</strong> He said fiercely in his deep tenor. <br><br>She had no idea how much he missed her, the guy didn't realize what he had in front of his face till it was gone. Emma, she was it. His heart raced but he kept his arm wrapped around her in a huge and kissed her cheek once more to show her how much he cared. <br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>11-04-2016, 11:24:45</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">For all who wish to attend the university back to school Party. <br>HERE's THE INVITE (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247302.msg12231315#msg12231315) The party starts now. With Shane Harris DJing. <br>The crowd is dancing, no staff around. Have fun!</span></div><br><div align="center">(https://img.buzzfeed.com/buzzfeed-static/static/2015-08/25/2/enhanced/webdr14/anigif_enhanced-4596-1440484028-8.gif)</div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Current song playing:</strong> Guilty Pleasure Remix</span><br>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zIKK29t1Vr0</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>11-04-2016, 21:20:22</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>A Midsummer <em>Night</em> Dream</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(https://41.media.tumblr.com/2086184d7a8ec53eab14349daef2827c/tumblr_n7adu83k5z1qajp2bo1_500.png)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Maddox Avery<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Annoyed then Happy<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|02|16 7:00 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> University Quad, under a large Oak tree<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Student Services<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Emma Pierce- <em><strong>closed</strong></em></span><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br>His best friend's laughter was infectious. Maddox found himself chuckling and grinning along with her because the girl said he was going to soak her with his kisses. He licked her cheek just to mess with her and chuckled. Relunctantly removing his arms from holding her close to him and sighed content and happy. <br><br><strong>"I'm not gay." </strong><br><br>Was his way of explaining he didn't belong here. Though he wondered yet why Emma was at the school. Was she not interested in boys? That made no sense to him. It made him a little sad as well because she was beautiful. Yes, <em>his</em> best friend but still beautiful. Their friendship had been going on since Freshman year in high school. At this turning point, as much as his body wanted to Maddox couldn't try to ask her out. Fear of losing the friendship over something like feelings getting in the way. Nuzzling her neck he held her hand and his eyes met hers with a warm smile playing at his lips. <strong>"I missed you," </strong>Maddox said it once more letting her know how he felt. Then he tried to explain how he got to the school. <br><br><strong>"My dad thinks just cause I never had a girlfriend and don't like talking that I'm gay or something."</strong> He shrugged, <strong>"I didn't protest cause you are here."</strong> He grinned at her. Hoping she understood his reasoning. Maddox licked his lips in thought and smiled at Emma once more pecking her cheek with a soft kiss. <br><br>He wanted to ask her, he really did, but they always had this unspoken friendship very little amount of words were exchanged between the two and if Emma needed to let out in frustration, Maddox hoped she would be able to speak freely.<br><br>Complicated. <br><br>Yet Maddox was still happy he could keep his eye on her now and hang out with her often. He really did miss her like a fat kid misses his chocolate cake. <br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>12-04-2016, 01:18:53</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>A Midsummer <em>Night</em> Dream</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(https://41.media.tumblr.com/2086184d7a8ec53eab14349daef2827c/tumblr_n7adu83k5z1qajp2bo1_500.png)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Maddox Avery<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Annoyed then Happy<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|02|16 7:00 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> University Quad, under a large Oak tree<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Student Services<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Emma Pierce- <em><strong>closed</strong></em></span><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br>So the question that Maddox tried to formulate in his mind was answered before he could even dare to ask. Maddox grinned then nervous laughter erupted from his chest as he thought about how that conversation must have gone. In perfect honesty his best friend drew like Leonardo. She had such an amazing gift and would focus on the smallest details to make her drawings as realistic as possible. She had an obsession with the human form, so it was no surprise to him that she would choose to create such detail with human gentalia drawings. He snickered his body shook from the laughter and glee he felt just having her here in his arms able to share life with her. <br><br>So when he kissed her yet again, this time, his kiss lingered, the boy's heart sped up as she turned her face and&nbsp; caught the corner of his lips in a kiss. He was in shock and it stilled him, his heart felt like it was going to beat right out of his chest. Yet Maddox didn't move he blinked gazing at her beautiful face as heat flooded his body. <em>Whoa. Did she mean to do that?</em> Maddox glanced into her mesmerizing eyes, the way her long lashes fluttered as she looked down at his lips. It stirred desire in him, worse than yesterday when his dorm mate wanted him to join her and the other girl in a threesome. What was her name again? Veronika? Karen? Bethany? <br><br><em>Brittani! </em><br><br>Of all the things to be thinking about at the moment, Maddox was confused as to why his train of thought was thinking about another girl's name. God it was a hot mess in his head at the moment and Emma was to blame. <br><br><strong>"Emma?"</strong><br><br>He sighed out in ache as he softly pressed his lips to hers, taking a chance on what he could only assume was a mistake. No girls ever really cared to give him a once over. Sure Emma was his best friend and they adored each other but he was sure they were in that friend zone. Besides his experience with sex or intimacy was limited to allowing cuddles from only his female members and Emma. The guy was completely clueless. Her eyes, though, they spoke volumes so Maddox took that chance. Closing the space between them and pressing his lips to her full ones. Her scent breathing her in but being tender and not taking more in case she pulled back and ran off. Telling him that this whole thing was a damn mistake, <br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>12-04-2016, 07:09:46</strong>
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				<strong>continue in the dorms with Emma and Maddox</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MiNxy</strong> on <strong>12-04-2016, 07:25:24</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/22200000/Darren-GQ-Photoshoot-darren-criss-22209402-261-500.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Elijah Montero<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 21<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Homosexual<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Buzzed<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Front and Center<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Feelin' up a Newb<br></span><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br><br>Was he drunk? No. Yes. Maybe... Eh, fuck it. He wouldn't have been able to recognize his own grandmother, at this point. But, who gave a shit? It was his one night off from classwork this week, and he needed to let loose. Least of all for the fact that Dictionary Dude left him high and fucking dry with blue balls in the middle of the hall less than 24 hours ago. He'd had to take a cold shower, jack it, shower again, and then spend some serious time reflecting upon his sins.... <br><br>WHAT THE FUCK EVER... He totally jacked it to him twice. <br><br>Black curls bouncing as he bobbed up and down to the toxic tempo, his head spun each time he whirled toward a new partner, his grin permanently plastered at this point. He was SO going home with someone, tonight. Even if it meant converting a Gold student, he'd be bent over some kind of Quad bench later, guaranteed. He didn't care. He'd publically bareback it, if necessary. Not like he was winning any awards for his repentance, lately. Tossing a cheeky wink to the Hostess with the Mostest up at the DJ Booth, he bounded right back into the heat of her next sick beat. <br><br><br><br><br><br><br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>12-04-2016, 07:31:01</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(https://img.buzzfeed.com/buzzfeed-static/static/2015-08/25/2/enhanced/webdr14/anigif_enhanced-4596-1440484028-8.gif)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong>Shane Harris<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> 3rd Yr Bronze Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 21<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Lesbian<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Happy <br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7PM - ??<br><strong>Location:</strong> University Forum Quad (dj booth)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Brad, NPC chick, Eli - <em><strong>open</strong></em></span><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br>Her tree man had arrived, if Shane ever debated about going straight she'd definately hook up with Mr. Popular. The boy had some seriously lips. But going pass the personality and such, Shane couldn't think about dick it made her shudder. Didn't matter if her boy was a fine ass piece of eye candy. She had eyes. She envied him too. But this party was only just a normal party until Bradley "Trouty-Mouth" Seymore showed up. Shane was spinning and currently dancing to the music as she remixed her track. Happy and grinning letting her friend place his arm around her. Sliding the headphones off one ear as she listened to what he had to say.<br><br><strong>"Doing great sugar lips. See the crowd? Bitches going crazy for me already."</strong><br><br>With those words, an article of clothing came flying at Shane, to which she lifted it up high towards the dancing crowd. They went wild as she hit up the alert on her table. Grabbing the mic, <strong>"READY TO PARTY?!"</strong> She asked the crowd. <br><br>(http://sanfrancisco.informermg.com/files/2015/08/Ruby-Rose-Holding-Panties-Thrown-by-Clubgoer-at-Temple-Nightclub.jpg)<br><br>Turning back around and setting her paces on her table as she popped her head, she removed the mic and turned around to entertain her beautiful friend. Getting a feel for his abs as she hugged him and planted her own kiss on his cheek. <strong>"Looking good doll. How you been? Any new conquests?"</strong><br><br>Shane gave a wink to Eli and watched how sauced the kid was. Commenting to Brad about it, "Man that guy party's like it's Friday night."<br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>12-04-2016, 08:04:34</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/3970583/large.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Maddox Avery<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> About to be annoyed<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> In the Fray<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Complicating Things<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Emma, NPC Guys [from neighboring frat house], the rest of the party goers <strong><em>[OPEN]</em></strong><br></span><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br>You want to talk about complicated things? Maddox had a roommate who had slept with on the first night at Jamison Clarke. Found his best friend who hadn't seen in a year, kissed her and stuff. And had complicated his life by liking not one but two girls. Thus far his roommate seemed to not care so much because she had her own conquests. And Maddox tried to give her a wide berth when she had company over in the dorm room. But Emma? With Emma he knew her. He knew her so well that he wanted to make things work. So far his lack of words weren't helping the situation. <br><br>But he decided to attend this party for many reasons, observe the other students in their elements, protect those he cared about and keep an eye on them even if they didn't want anything to do with him at the moment. <br><br>So as he landed in the square he spotted a very drunk Emma being passed back and forth from guy to guy. Maddox frowned, noticing the insignia on some of their shirts. They didn't belong here they were outsiders from a neighboring university. Probably Richmond University to be exact. It wasn't the passing back and forth that pissed him so much is what they were doing. Trying to grab her ass and tits and slobbering all over her. <br><br>Maddox's anger boiled as he took a running start towards Emma and punched the nearest guy who had his slimy paws on her. <strong>"Back off fucker."</strong> He growled, frowning at the guy. Then sneered at the lot of them. As quite and as sweet Maddox seemed he had a secret the guy was like incredible hulk when he protected someone he loved. And damn did he love his Emma. <br><br>Scooping her into his arms protectively as he dared any of the guys to try something else they finally went to find someone else to harass. Maddox pulled back holding her shoulders to steady her. Raising his brow as he studied her features making sure she was ok. Biting his lip he sighed and pulled her back into his arms, grabbing a red solo cup full of cool water. He could tell Emma had been drinking, never a good combo in his opinion as he held her sip from the drink and found the nearest spot to sit with her and hold her close. <br><br><strong>"You're ok now.." </strong>He rubbed her shoulder not taking it out on her but still angry that she would drink that much. Men were pigs, he noticed the straight ones being the worse. Maddox was glad for a change that it took him so long to hook up with a girl. He was learning how to treat a lady long before his hormones gave into his desires. <br></span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>12-04-2016, 11:22:33</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i3.cdnds.net/13/29/618x900/wenn20435281.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Dawn Murrayfield<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Freshman Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Curious<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 28th Sept 16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> On the edge of the party<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> her dorm room<br><strong>tagging</strong> <strong><em>[OPEN]</em></strong><br></span><br><hr><br>Dawn's first few hours at the university where they intended to ... what was it? "Scrub the gay away"? ... had been pretty normal so far. She'd checked in, got her room, was rather weirded out to learn that she'd be sharing with a guy. She'd not met him yet but apparently not everyone was on campus yet. And then she'd got something to eat and was on her way back to her dorm when she saw all these fliers being handed out, pinned to things, dropped on the floor. <br><br>So she took one. Party, hmm? Good way to get to know people, even for someone who was naturally shy. Which she wasn't, she reminded herself quickly. It was just that where she was from all the boys were dick-heads and all the girls were bimbos. So she headed back to her room, changed into something a little more party-like that jeans and a sweater, checked the campus map and headed for the quad. She was a bit worried she would get lost, but she needn't have been. She just followed the music.<br><br>"Woah!" She stopped at the edge of the mass of heaving bodies, giggled and looked around. This place was supposed to be full of homosexuals, so technically any girl she asked to dance ought to be into her? Well okay, maybe not. After all, she was probably not the type for some of them, and <em>that</em> one obviously preferred blondes. There were mixed couples dancing too, but hey some folks were bi, she didn't hold that against them...<br><br>Drinks... She spotted the bar over to one side and began to work her way over there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>12-04-2016, 18:25:51</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/WHRT/Ezra/Ezra_zpsyfont9oi.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Ezra Bardhi<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> First Year | Bronze Student <br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Whatever the fuck she feels like<br><strong>Mood:</strong> In search of a Challenge<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Wandering through the thick of things<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> <strong>Open</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">Despite being a first year college student, this was hardly the first college party that Ezra had ever been to. She had to give it to them, Jamison kids knew how to throw a party, but even so she was already over it. Parties in and of themselves had never really done much for her. Standing around talking with people in various stages of drunkenness over things they weren't going to remember past that night held very little appeal for her. She did dance of course but only when she was feeling it and just now she wasn't quite there yet.<br><br>Then again, the with the brightly colored drink that was pressed into her hand and a vague rumble of something that sounded like 'panty dropper' in her ear over the music, it was possible that could change... Just not quite yet.<br><br>Ezra eyed the drink and considered downing it for all of two seconds before she shook her head and passed it off to some person or other as she squeezed passed them. She knew better. Aside from fuckwits trying to drug unsuspecting girls, alcohol lowered her inhibitions as much--maybe even more--as it did with most and there wasn't a single soul here that she could trust. Which made her miss Duke even more since he'd taken it upon himself to look out for her without her ever asking him to. Without expecting anything in return. She remembered the night she'd gotten drunk at a party and he'd insisted on taking her home. She'd gone off on him and in somewhat slurred speech had told him she could take care of herself only to have him inform her that it was just 'too bad' and that she'd just have to 'deal with it'. Yeah, they'd gone home and made pancakes and watched Beauty and the Beast until she'd passed out on him. It had honestly been one of the best times she'd had. Until her fugly step-mother had ruined it and nearly caught them curled up together and sticky (somehow some syrup had gotten on them). <br><br>Ugh. Now she really wasn't feeling much like partying. <br><br>Sighing inwardly, Ezra spared a smile almost absently for the guy who boldly reached out and grabbed her ass like he owned it. She wasn't paying attention so she had no clue if the owner of that mitt was attractive or not but for the moment he was safe from any unfavorable reactions on her part. Especially since Ezra found another of those drinks being handed her way. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>12-04-2016, 22:06:04</strong>
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				just a reminder quote from above<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">For all who wish to attend the university back to school Party. <br>HERE's THE INVITE (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247302.msg12231315#msg12231315) The party starts now. With Shane Harris DJing. <br>The crowd is dancing, no staff around. Have fun!</span></div><br><div align="center">(https://img.buzzfeed.com/buzzfeed-static/static/2015-08/25/2/enhanced/webdr14/anigif_enhanced-4596-1440484028-8.gif)</div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Current song playing:</strong> Guilty Pleasure Remix</span><br>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zIKK29t1Vr0</div></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>13-04-2016, 15:40:13</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oym90Q3Z3Xs/Uj3Hs1VDmTI/AAAAAAAA-Tk/N228TWeNoZc/s1600/Amra+Cerkezovic+Miss+Vogue+Australia+2013-4.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Leila Kurjak<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Freshman Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Ready to Party<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 28th Sept 16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near the edge of the party<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> her dorm room<br><strong>tagging</strong> <strong><em>Dawn (Chrystal)</em></strong><br></span><br><hr><br>Tonight could not come soon enough for Leila.&nbsp; She didn't need the flyer to know about the upcoming party, especially when her friend Shane was going to be the DJ for it.&nbsp; She couldn't wait to finally get out of the facade that she was forced to live in at the school and be herself.&nbsp; With no staff or teachers allowed in the party, it was time to show the school what the real Leila Kurjak was like.<br><br>It didn't take her long to get out of her dorm room and head straight to the party.&nbsp; Of course, she was going to need some liquid energy so after downing a full red solo cup of beer that was on tap, off she went towards the dance floor.<br><br>Along the way, her sights were set on this very stunning redhead.&nbsp; She waa trying to remember where she had seen this vision of beauty before but then it hit her.&nbsp; "She's my next door neighbor in the dorms."&nbsp; She thought to herself out loud.&nbsp; With the dance beats echoing from everywhere, she probably wasn't heard by anyone.<br><br>Seeing this beautiful woman just sitting on the edge of the party,&nbsp; Leila just had to rectify this situation.&nbsp; She was not about to let her first night of freedom go totally to waste.&nbsp; With a very confident swagger in her step, she approached the stunning redhead and reached out her hand towards her neighbor.&nbsp; With an alluring soft smile, she shouted just above the music so that the vision of beauty in front of her could hear her voice.<br><br>"Dance with me."&nbsp; Her voice had the hint of Irish sounds in it along with the slight New York sound.&nbsp; Her tone wasn't quite commanding but she wanted to sound as sexy as she could.&nbsp; She really hoped that this opportunity would not go to waste.
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>13-04-2016, 22:38:40</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&amp;size=l&amp;tid=106180131)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Aimee Ryan<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi-curious<br><strong>Mood:</strong> So ready to not feel a thing<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Entering the Fray<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Classes<br><strong>Tag:</strong> OPEN, it's a party! <br></span><hr><br><br>Someone said party, she showed up.&nbsp; A chance to meet people, mingle and unwind.&nbsp; She'd left her phone in her room and her camera.&nbsp; She didn't want evidence of her shenanigans tonight.&nbsp; Her artfully ripped, jean clad legs ate up the distance from sidewalk to table full of drinks where she picked up some jolly rancher shots and threw 'em back.&nbsp; Good way to kick things off.&nbsp; The music was pumpin' so she grabbed another shot and headed for the throng of dancing bodies.&nbsp; <br><br>Her little hips were swaying in no time as she worked her way into the crowd of dancers.&nbsp; Aims didn't have a lot of skill dancing but that didn't stop her from shakin' her bootie when she felt a groove.&nbsp; Some guy with greek letters on his tee tapped her on the shoulder offering her a drink and she shook her head.&nbsp; <strong>"No way man."</strong>&nbsp; She knew better than to take a drink in an open cup from someone she didn't know.&nbsp; He said something that sounded like bitch and turned his attention else where.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>13-04-2016, 23:02:04</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i3.cdnds.net/13/29/618x900/wenn20435281.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Dawn Murrayfield<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Freshman Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Surprised, flattered, intrigued<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 28th Sept 16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> The dance floor<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> The edge of the party<br><strong>tagging</strong> <strong><em>Leila (Angel Fire) [OPEN]</em></strong> (Mentions Ezra in passing)<br></span><br><hr><br>Dawn was still heading for the bar when a stunning brunette shoved a plastic cup of something ridiculously coloured into her hand and whirled off into the crowd. The redhead looked down at the drink, then did a double take. Was that? Nah, it couldn't be, could it? That had been years ago...<br><br>She looked back at the cup, sniffed the liquid suspiciously, grimaced and tipped it into a nearby plant, surprised that the poor thing didn't instantly shrivel up like in a cartoon. With the liquid disposed of the plastic cup was dropped carefully to the ground. Dawn shook her head and was about to head towards the bar again when her entire field of vision was filled with a face she recognised, having passed it in the hallway a few times. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247388.msg12237736#msg12237736">Quote from: Angel Fire on 13-04-2016, 15:40:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Dance with me." <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Oh, er, hi, er, okay...?"<br><br>Dawn's initial reaction was surprise. This .... androgynous person wanted to dance with her? Dawn grinned suddenly. The voice was female, okay not exactly the most reliable way to tell, but the face was feminine too in a somewhat butch way. And Dawn had a thing for dominant, butch girls, ever since that time a few years ago on vacation...<br><br>She was dressed in a very feminine way deliberately, in the hope of attracting just this sort of attention. "Though I should warn you", she yelled back, "I have two and a half left feet".<br><br>The redhead allowed herself to be led into the milling dancers, began to move to the rhythm of the music, following the lead of her dance partner. "You move well...!" She yelled into the brunette's ear, really just an excuse to get closer. Girl. It was definitely a girl, tousled mop of hair and flat chest not withstanding. She began to enjoy herself, felt the shyness and inhibitions falling away, even without any alcohol&nbsp; - although there was definitely something in the air that wasn't tobacco smoke; but Dawn was having fun for once.<br><br>The brunette was most definitely the sort Dawn would go for given the choice, and she had been trying to work up the courage to say hi. It seemed that the attraction was mutual! <br><br>The song ended, and segued into another. The redhead followed the other girl's lead, as the rhythm changed. Wondering what it would be like to have her head shoved forcibly between those firm thighs...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>14-04-2016, 02:55:02</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/8a/1c/ee/8a1ceef20c04f136d0eee73cfd49bd0f.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Javier Echevarria<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Gold Student<br><strong>Major:</strong> Medicine<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Drunk and irked.<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stumbling into the fray<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Drink station then in the thick of it chasing after Ezra<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Ezra, and the rest of the party goers<strong><em>[OPEN]</em></strong><br></span><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br><strong>"<acronym title="MY GOD">DIOS MIO</acronym> IT'S HOT! "</strong> Javier was found whining and tugging at his shirt, too drunk to stand he plopped down besides the drink station and looked up at Ezra, <strong>"Sup <acronym title="Baby, love, Hot momma, etc">mami</acronym>?"</strong> waggling his brows at her. His cousin Carmen had suddenly disappeared as he was just talking to her (god modding with permission from Acidalia). Javier frowned, looking up wasn't a good thing getting dizzy and tugging his shirt completely off as he slumped against the table and just looked at Ezra all dazed and confused. <br><br>Carmen appeared waiting with something behind her back for Javi to start either passing out or zoning out. That's when she placed glue on the Tiara and placed it on Javier's head, making sure the curls in his hair really grabbed hold of the Tiara. A sudden loud wail from Shane the dj with the intro to a new song snapped him out of his stupor. <br><br>Of course, as he stood he was shirtless and had no idea the tiara was attached to his head. He stumbled into the crowd witnessing a guy just grab Ezra's ass. Javi frowned and stumbled in her direction, <strong>"<acronym title="Hey!">Oye!</acronym> He your man? Dance with me." </strong>The med student who was overworked grabbed Ezra's free hand and gyrated his hips thrusting with the music as he bit his lip and then grinned at her,<strong> "Joo are beautiful!"</strong> He yelled over the music. <br></span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acidalia</strong> on <strong>15-04-2016, 03:07:02</strong>
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				<br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://www.nayaphotos.com/albums/userpics/10001/normal_005~144.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Carmen Vega<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Major:</strong> Business<br><strong>Age:</strong> whatever you want her to be<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi with Lesbian leanings<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Drunk, Ornery<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Watching her drunk cousin from the best seat possible<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Whoever, really<br><strong><em>[OPEN]</em></strong><br>[/color]</span><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br>So after Carmen and Javi had just finished arguing over the last half hour whether or not Javi was a screaming queen in denial, Carmen had decided to end the debate the best way she knew how. Public humiliation, of course. While her cousin was busy shoving drinks down his throat-- which was probably a refreshing change from to usual cocks-- Carmen had acquired a pretty princess tiara from an unknown source, gotten her hands on a bottle of Gorrilla Glue, and sauntered back into the raging party with the most shit-eating grin on her painted lips. She stood back, waiting for the right moment and for her cousin to be properly lubricated before striking. <br><br>Glue on tiara, tiara on Javi.<br><br>"Ohhh, look Primo!' she cooed, twirling a finger in one of his chestnut curls. "You look so pretty!"<br><br>But, of course, it was like talking to a brick wall. Javi appeared to have gotten to a level of drunk-deafness and plowed after some chick without his current state sinking in. Just as well. Carmen made her way towards the DJ booth, hopped up and hung on to get a good overview of the crowd so she could watch her cousin with delight. Of course, she was well aware of the presence behind her. How could she not be? Shane's persona-- and ego-- were big enough to fill the school stadium, let alone this quad. Either way, she simply pretended not to notice the girl, instead snatching a red cup from some rando passing by her. <br></span></span><br>[/quote]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>15-04-2016, 07:47:15</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/WHRT/Ezra/Ezra_zpsyfont9oi.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Ezra Bardhi<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> First Year | Bronze Student <br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Whatever the fuck she feels like<br><strong>Mood:</strong> In search of a Challenge<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Wandering through the thick of things<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dawn (mentions), Javier | <strong>Open</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">Ezra missed her little blast from the past mostly because she simply wasn't paying attention. Otherwise she might have spared at least a moment to begin working that fun little connection back into place. However, because she'd missed it, she was instead treated to a drive by frisking centered on her ass while being faced with yet another suspicious cup. One that looked a lot better now than it had the first time around thanks to her steadily tanking mood.<br><br>Balanced on skyscraper heels as she quite often was, Ezra's gaze shifted over her shoulder as if she might identify her mystery grabber but glanced back when an accented voice cut through the music. Big brown eyes landed on a slightly scruffy looking puppy of a male who had clearly had one too many or something given he was bare chested and sporting a tiara. It was too bad too since she got the feeling that his was the kind of hair you'd just love to have your hands in--you know, when it was clean.<br><br>In any case, she was for a moment at a loss as for how to deal with him seeing as he'd both asked her a question and commanded her to dance with him. At least he was smart enough to take advantage of her momentary hesitation so that the dark haired first year ended up with her hand in his half swaying to the music in a way that suggested she could do a whole lot more despite the heels and skirt but just wasn't, all while admiring his... coordination. <br><br><em><strong>"Joo are beautiful!"</strong></em><br><br><em>Way to state the obvious, McScruff.</em><br><br>Outwardly Ezra smiled though. "Why thank you. You're awfully pretty too." Her eyes jumped to his tiara briefly before returning to his face. "And no, grab and run wasn't my man. Though would it matter if he was?" She asked, both teasing and daring. <br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>15-04-2016, 08:26:22</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(https://img.buzzfeed.com/buzzfeed-static/static/2015-08/25/2/enhanced/webdr14/anigif_enhanced-4596-1440484028-8.gif)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Shane Harris<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> 3rd Yr Bronze Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 21<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Lesbian<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Happy <br><strong>Time &amp; Date:</strong> 09|28|16 7PM - ??<br><strong>Location</strong>: University Forum Quad (dj booth)<br><strong>Music playing now: </strong> Where are you now remix- ruby rose (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gh6Bqkb3l3U)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Brad, Carmen, Eli (mention)-&nbsp; <em><strong>open</strong></em></span><br><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br>Shane was busy getting the crowd pumped, about to segway into another song but she wasn't stupid and noticed Brad's trouty lips and the expression he wore when she mentioned the guy who was clearly hammered. Taking one good look at him as he turned she felt stupid for not paying more attention to her friend. But clearly she was multitasking like a boss. <br><br><strong>"Shit baby, didn't mean to point him out to you."</strong> She got it, Brad hated Eli with a fiery passion but that wasn't going to stop Shane from being friends with him. Shane pretty much was friends with everyone or fucking the other part of the population. In Eli's case the had a ship name and were each other's beards for his parents anyways. Shane wasn't up for the whole pretending to be straight scenario. Her dad could suck Eli's dick for all she cared. Stil Eli was the male counterpart to her ying. They had a secret gang where they would attempt to completely convert the population back to gay. It drove the staff at Jamison NUTS. There were people trying to ship them, so they went with the whole ship name. <br><br><em>Selijah</em><br><br>But Shane did feel bad in that moment and even allowed the sideboob brush action that Brad attempted with the snugs. Bastard, she'd let it slide. He was too much an amazing friend to punch him on his dick. Snorting holding back laughter as she grinned at Brad explaining about the co-ed he hooked up earlier. <strong>"Damn a bottle, that's all? I should step up my game."</strong><br><br>Brad's attention was elsewhere and it took Ruby a second to realize what he was staring at as she just switched the song playing bringing the volume down to <em>guilty pleasures</em> to throw out, <em>where are you now</em> raising the levels, starting with the base and finally meeting it with the tremble. The bass dropped and the crowd went wild. Shane couldn't help herself but grin and dance her hands in the air and played for the crowd as if she was some sort of rockstar. <br><br>Her attention now turned towards the woman who had plopped her fine ass in front of her booth. Cocking her brow and grinning at Bradley's suggestion her bright blue eyes focused on Carmen's back. <strong>"You'd do anything to get me in your bed wouldn't you Guppy?"</strong> Shane shook her head and added, <strong>"Psst, HEY CARMEN!"</strong> She yelled out to the girl, <strong>"trouty mouth wants a threesome with us."</strong><br><br>Grinning wickedly and winking at the girl as she placed one side of her headphones on and bounced along the music which had the crowd going nuts. <br><br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>15-04-2016, 09:11:47</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://40.media.tumblr.com/51a729e0c03fb7ad1880388870b63d34/tumblr_mkcaw6r9gL1rkr8qco6_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Thomas Sosa<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Postgraduate<br><strong>Major:</strong> Dance &amp; Theatre<br><strong>Age:</strong> 22<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Need to distress. Room-mate acting weird as suck.&nbsp; <br><strong>Time &amp; Date:</strong> 09|28|16 7PM - ??<br><strong>Location</strong>: In the fray dancing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sophia -&nbsp; <em><strong>open</strong></em></span><br><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br>Postgrad with barely enough money to do anything aside from sustaining his constant hunger. Tommy burned through food quicker than most people just because of his dancing. The guy had no other choice but to share a dorm room in Lancelot dorms. Not that it bothered him so much as who he was getting paired off with. He really did wish he could afford to live off campus, but his parents' house was too damn far away other then visiting every other week for laundry. He would have pledged a fraternity but he was so busy with his double major he had no time for rush week let alone all the insane time and parties that would go on in Sorority/fraternity row. So he was stuck so to speak with whatever female the Jamison Clarke staff forced him to room with that year. <br><br>Heck, he would have been alright with a full on lesbian at this point, let alone a bisexual girl who's sole purpose was to drive him batshit crazy. Fuck her and her perfect ass, and damn her for being athletic. Why? Dear god Thomas was not a happy camper, always having to avoid his room like the plague and trying to fall asleep way before she showed up at night. It was easier avoiding her. She was gay, in the program, he got that memo with the way she chose to ignore him and avoid him like the plague. She clearly was not into guys and didn't want him as room-mate. Fine by him he didn't want her either. He was too busy with his studies anyways. <br><br>BULLSHIT. He wanted her so badly. <br><br>Thomas really wasn't going to attend the back to school party. Usually, it was full of all the <em>scrub the gay</em> away kids. But fuck it, he needed to avoid his dorm, best to steer clear of the hot basket case of a room-mate.&nbsp; <br><br>And there he was, dressed very casual and dancing in the fray when he felt the perfect ass on his. Turning around to glide up behind her as she turned and snaked her arms around him the guy's jaw dropped. Confusion set in and so did the twinge in his dick as she pressed herself to him. Friends? Why the fuck not. Tommy decided in the moment that the friends deal she had mentioned before was going to be harder than it seemed. His jeans a bit skinny his black long sleeve t-shirt snug on his body as he gazed down at the petite blond, her tits in that little white number were hard to miss. Licking his lips as he bit his bottom lip and swayed his hips against her, his arms snaking around her lower back to pull her in. Fuck her ass. He wanted to grab it badly. <br><br>He didn't give a shit if she looked disappointed, why did she get up on him then? Allowing him to dance with her like this? Why was she so complicated? Why didn't she talk more? Ok, that part wasn't fair, Thomas was pretty damn stoic when he didn't know someone well enough. He could see her brows knitting together but he continued to press her closer and gyrate his hips in a way that he knew would work if she was even remotely interested. Besides, he wasn't going to pass up the chance to possible slip and grab her ass. Whoops. So he grinned at her, grinned and showed her his pearly whites. <br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>15-04-2016, 09:38:31</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/8a/1c/ee/8a1ceef20c04f136d0eee73cfd49bd0f.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Javier Echevarria<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Gold Student<br><strong>Major:</strong> Medicine<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Drunk.<br><strong>Time &amp; Date: </strong>09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stumbling into the fray<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Drink station then in the thick of it chasing after Ezra<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Ezra, Carmen, and the rest of the party goers -&nbsp; <em><strong>open</strong></em></span><br><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br>Carmen.<br><br>Damn her and the way she got on his ass about his possible homosexuality. He grew hoarse with the last argument just because he shouted really loudly. <strong>"I'M NOT GAY!"</strong> A million times before he decided to get drunk and go shirtless. <br><br>Tiara in place the guy was too busy now trying to keep himself on his feet to dance with the beautiful looking co-ed. Oh, he'd seen her around, he'd already made it a point to ask her if she was full on gay or not and hadn't gotten around to it. But because she was dancing with him and he was so drunk Javi auto assumed she was bi or something like that. He couldn't keep the labels straight in his head now-a-days. He almost wished that Carmen was next to him now to reassure him that he was, in fact dancing with a female and not a trans female. <br><br>Nah, she was too beautiful and her voice was too feminine, how could a guy make the same mistake twice? If he wasn't so damn drunk he'd feel shame in thinking that about this beautiful lady. <br><br>Javi cocked his brow and smirked at her, wearing a goofy grin now as she called him pretty. He didn't notice her eyes detouring to his tiara, he just assumed she was checking out his awesome hair. I mean honestly, Javier was a little narcissistic when it came to his hair. He loved the way girls would fawn over it and want to run their hands through it. It was a selling point for him when he was fucking a girl and she'd tug on his hair. The harder the better so he kept it long on purpose. Thanking his father for the curls internally, <em>Gracias papi.</em><br><br>Grinning at the co-ed of the female persuasion lucky for him the guy was Cuban and had moves on the dance floor, rhythm, so to speak among being able to master dancing whilst intoxicated. Awesome that douchy octopus wasn't her man. Javi grinned and smirked at her rhetorical question.<br><br><strong>"Pfft, No mami, I ain't jealous."</strong> He wore one of those devious grins as he delivered that cheesy line, leaning closer to say it in her ear over the music then proceeded to grab her lower back and pull her closer for some dirty fucking dancing. Albeit it was sloppy in execution on his part, but there you have it. He had drank half the drink station. Seriously, ask the bar tender yo. <br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VioletPanda</strong> on <strong>15-04-2016, 09:40:33</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/3d/c8/4f/3dc84f39ae17e4143ee6586a1a836dab.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Simon Reddington<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Student, First Year<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Rainbow Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Nervous and Annoyed<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 <br><strong>Location:</strong> Party-thing<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Dorm Room<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Open<br></span><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Simon usually wasn't one for parties. They were loud, there were too many people, the cops were called, places were trashed...They just really weren't his thing. Part of him wondered why he was even there then- probably the hot guys. He was almost positive it was the guys. He couldn't dance, but he could watch, try and talk to people if he could hear them over the music. If you could call that music, sweet fucking Christ- it was just noise! What was wrong with current music! This whole place was disorienting, from the music, to all the people, all the way up to why he was here!<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Was it even worth the hot guys if he got a migraine from this racket- THERE WEREN'T EVEN ANY WORDS! Simon really couldn't get past the 'entertainment'. He was actually turning to go when he caught a girl heading past him with...was that alcohol?<br><br>&nbsp; That might just be a solution to his problem- if he got drunk off his&nbsp; ass he could dance and maybe meet people...If he was going to have a headache, it might as well be for a decent reason, right? And as much as he hated following any of his mother's advice, hadn't she talked about creating his world out of what he was given, or something like that? If there was nothing else he could do about the headache, at least he could have fun.<br>&nbsp; With that thought in his mind, he took a deep breath and charged into the fray! He was getting himself a damn drink come hell or high water! ...If he could past all these people. <br>&nbsp;"Excuse me! Sorry!" he yelled to anyone he bumped into.</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>15-04-2016, 09:59:21</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(https://img.buzzfeed.com/buzzfeed-static/static/2015-08/25/2/enhanced/webdr14/anigif_enhanced-4596-1440484028-8.gif)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Shane Harris<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> 3rd Yr Bronze Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 21<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Lesbian<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Happy <br><strong>Time &amp; Date:</strong> 09|28|16 7PM - ??<br><strong>Location</strong>: University Forum Quad (dj booth)<br><strong>Music playing now: </strong> Click (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ldLjGZifVn4)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Brad, Carmen, Simon, Eli (mention)-&nbsp; <em><strong>open</strong></em></span></span><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Shane noticed the new kid from a distance, knowing he'd be up Brad's alley least Eli saw him first. At this, she nudged him and nodded towards the kid <strong><em>(Simon)</em> </strong> wondering what his deal was and if Brad would attempt to mingle with that boy this evening or continue on his conquest of trying to get Shane into a threesome with Carmen. <br><br>Because she was a little shit and because she needed some sort of payback for the side boob action Brad got earlier, she smirked and waited for the kid to look in their general direction. Pointing directly at him waiting for eye contact or what she thought was eye contact before she waved him over. Hoping to dear god that none of her crazy stalker girlie fan club would think she was motioning to one of them instead. <br><br>Back to spinning as she pointedly looked at Carmen giving her a wink and a grin. Oh she had tapped that ass and would do it again in a heart beat. But first thing was first, getting her boy possibly laid and then some. </span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VioletPanda</strong> on <strong>15-04-2016, 10:32:27</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/3d/c8/4f/3dc84f39ae17e4143ee6586a1a836dab.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Simon Reddington<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Student, First Year<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Rainbow Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Nervous and Annoyed<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 <br><strong>Location:</strong> Party-thing<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Dorm Room<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Open<br></span><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;With everyone grinding on each other, Simon was surprised he noticed any one person much less the DJ, just when he did, and saw them waving him over, he started to make his way over there, narrowly avoiding having a drink spilled on him as the part-goers jumped around and danced. It looked like the DJ was a girl- though only the shirt made him think so. He wasn't really all that sure why he was being called over- maybe they recognized him from on campus? Because Simon sure hadn't met anyone yet.<br><br>&nbsp; "Hi!" Simon yelled to the DJ that seemed to be throughly enjoying -her?-self. He waved, not sure what else to say. But at least they enjoyed what they did. If it wasn't so loud, they could talk about music. Most of what he knew was older, but that was the great thing about music- it united people. Even if they only had one song they both liked, it was a connection, and a great place to start a friendship.<br>&nbsp; "Lot's of people here, huh?!"</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acidalia</strong> on <strong>16-04-2016, 17:29:53</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247388.msg12242387#msg12242387">Quote from: Elia on 15-04-2016, 04:40:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/32200000/Chord-in-older-Davis-Factor-photoshoot-chord-overstreet-32258156-375-500.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Bradley Seymore<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bisexual<br><strong>Mood:</strong> PUMPED<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|02|16 10:00 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Next to the HOTTEST fucking DJ Alive!<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Feelin' up a Freshman<br></span><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br><br>His booming, giant sized laugh echoed, despite being stage present, the panties thing fuckin' just the tip of the iceberg, tonight. He was damned certain Shane would be covered in 'cookies' and cream by the end of the night, without even breakin' a sweat. <br><br>Feelin' her up in turn, he got a nice handful of side boob before he pulled away and got his attention redirected to Montero. Fuck Montero. He didn't need to know what that prissy motherfucker was up to, ever. Even if he was part of whatever the fuck "Selijah" was. Scoffing, he just shrugged it off and kept his baby blues moving on potential new targets, whilst updating S-Dog on his most recent trips to pound town.<br><br><strong>"Uh... some new chick to the dorms... brunette freshman... fucked for a bottle of booze... you don't get an easier catch than..."</strong><br><br>Pausing his words right as his jaw fell slack, he zeroed in on the sultry seductress that was one Carmen Vega from across the Quad. She. Was. Fucking. Sinful. Everything about her. The way her hips moved in that skin tight number. The way her ass swayed with each and every stilettoed step. She was fucking sex on a stick, and he wanted in. A tough nut to crack, sure... but, hell... he had Shane, yeah? He voted threesome. No way she'd turn down all three. Come on... <br><br><strong>"Dude, dude... Vega. Come on... You take one end, I'll take the other."</strong><br><br>Smirking, his ego on a serious party high, he kept that intense gaze locked on his target. That's it mamita... prowl over here... <br><br><br><br>(http://38.media.tumblr.com/f96f3662e5ee695c10670a2de20cb484/tumblr_inline_n3rj222XFK1rdpg72.gif)<br><br><br></span></span><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247388.msg12242837#msg12242837">Quote from: Mxyzptlk on 15-04-2016, 08:26:22</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(https://img.buzzfeed.com/buzzfeed-static/static/2015-08/25/2/enhanced/webdr14/anigif_enhanced-4596-1440484028-8.gif)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Shane Harris<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> 3rd Yr Bronze Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 21<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Lesbian<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Happy <br><strong>Time &amp; Date:</strong> 09|28|16 7PM - ??<br><strong>Location</strong>: University Forum Quad (dj booth)<br><strong>Music playing now: </strong> Where are you now remix- ruby rose (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gh6Bqkb3l3U)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Brad, Carmen, Eli (mention)-&nbsp; <em><strong>open</strong></em></span><br><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br>Shane was busy getting the crowd pumped, about to segway into another song but she wasn't stupid and noticed Brad's trouty lips and the expression he wore when she mentioned the guy who was clearly hammered. Taking one good look at him as he turned she felt stupid for not paying more attention to her friend. But clearly she was multitasking like a boss. <br><br><strong>"Shit baby, didn't mean to point him out to you."</strong> She got it, Brad hated Eli with a fiery passion but that wasn't going to stop Shane from being friends with him. Shane pretty much was friends with everyone or fucking the other part of the population. In Eli's case the had a ship name and were each other's beards for his parents anyways. Shane wasn't up for the whole pretending to be straight scenario. Her dad could suck Eli's dick for all she cared. Stil Eli was the male counterpart to her ying. They had a secret gang where they would attempt to completely convert the population back to gay. It drove the staff at Jamison NUTS. There were people trying to ship them, so they went with the whole ship name. <br><br><em>Selijah</em><br><br>But Shane did feel bad in that moment and even allowed the sideboob brush action that Brad attempted with the snugs. Bastard, she'd let it slide. He was too much an amazing friend to punch him on his dick. Snorting holding back laughter as she grinned at Brad explaining about the co-ed he hooked up earlier. <strong>"Damn a bottle, that's all? I should step up my game."</strong><br><br>Brad's attention was elsewhere and it took Ruby a second to realize what he was staring at as she just switched the song playing bringing the volume down to <em>guilty pleasures</em> to throw out, <em>where are you now</em> raising the levels, starting with the base and finally meeting it with the tremble. The bass dropped and the crowd went wild. Shane couldn't help herself but grin and dance her hands in the air and played for the crowd as if she was some sort of rockstar. <br><br>Her attention now turned towards the woman who had plopped her fine ass in front of her booth. Cocking her brow and grinning at Bradley's suggestion her bright blue eyes focused on Carmen's back. <strong>"You'd do anything to get me in your bed wouldn't you Guppy?"</strong> Shane shook her head and added, <strong>"Psst, HEY CARMEN!"</strong> She yelled out to the girl, <strong>"trouty mouth wants a threesome with us."</strong><br><br>Grinning wickedly and winking at the girl as she placed one side of her headphones on and bounced along the music which had the crowd going nuts. <br><br></span></span><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://www.nayaphotos.com/albums/userpics/10001/normal_005~144.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Carmen Vega<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Major:</strong> Business<br><strong>Age:</strong> whatever you want her to be<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi with Lesbian leanings<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Drunk, Ornery<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Watching her drunk cousin from the best seat possible<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Brad, Shane<br><strong><em>[OPEN]</em></strong><br>[/color]</span><br><hr><br>Carmen's expression turned sour after taking a long drink from the cup. She looked down at the pale amber liquid, face screwed up in disgust, and spit it out over her shoulder. Cries of "Hey!!" erupted behind her from some chick but she paid no mind to it. <strong>"¿Qué coño es esta mierda? Natty-light? Are you fucking kidding me? UGH!!"</strong> she cried out, wiping her mouth and throwing the half-full cup of nasty ass cheap beer into the middle of the crowd ((if anyone wants to get hit by it you can LOL)). <strong>"What sort of backwards, sister-fucking Joe Dirt asshat brings that cheap shit to a party like this? Jesus Christo!"</strong><br><br>Good lord that was a vile taste in her mouth, now. She was trying to wipe the taste off her tongue when she heard Shane call out to her over the music-- not an easy feat, either, this close to the speakers. Her soft brown eyes flicked from Shane to the blonde dude with the biggest lips she'd ever seen on a white guy after Shane had clued her in on his intentions. <strong>"Is that right?</strong>&nbsp; He wasn't ugly. Far from it actually, and something about the cocky arrogance that came off him like a cheap cologne amused her. She considered the proposition a few silent heartbeats but was still far too distracted by the bitter aftertaste clinging to her mouth. Ugh. Natty-light. She'd have taken a Corona, even, over that piss. <br><br>There are few things that Carmen Vega ever really gives much thought to. She once kidnapped a neighborhood kid that was selling chocolate and took her to the rich neighborhood so she could triple the profits and buy a new iPhone. What she did next, was not one of those things. With the disgusting beer still clinging to her tastebuds, the girl closed the distance between herself and Brad and went to grab either side of his face, moving in for a hard, fast kiss.<br><br>[/quote]
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>16-04-2016, 18:56:39</strong>
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				<br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/WHRT/Ezra/Ezra_zpsyfont9oi.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Ezra Bardhi<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> First Year | Bronze Student <br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Whatever the fuck she feels like<br><strong>Mood:</strong> In search of a Challenge<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Dancing somewhere in the middle of it all <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Javier | <strong>Open</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">"Mmhmm. Ok, <em>papi</em>." <br><br>Yeah, the pretty puppy had definitely had one too many. Actually... make that about five or six too many, if she was any judge. How he was on his feet, she didn't know, but she got the feeling that in addition to dancing with her he might well be using her to help keep him upright. She wasn't sure. What she was sure about was that <em>all</em> of her personal space had just evaporated. Like <em>Poof.</em> Leaving her in a damned hot ass cocoon of body heat dialed up to 11.<br><br>"Damn. Guess you like close then, huh?"<br><br>His hands on her back seemed hot enough to burn as they settled and rode just above the curve of her ass. Pulled closer, her body nestled into his, making full on contact in several interesting spots. It was possibly a step too much too soon given she'd just met the guy but what the hell? She'd let him have a small taste. She was nice like that. He likely wouldn't remember it come morning anyhow and Ezra wasn't worried about him getting too excited. Probably was gay as hell anyway given where they were. Still, she couldn't help but think that maybe a little dancing would help get her into the party mood so she could stop thinking about the big jerk she'd been forced to leave and just unwind. Lord knew she needed it. <br><br>Reaching up, Ezra looped a hand around Mr. Scruffy's neck and followed his openly dirty ass moves trying to catch his rhythm. It was there but she always found it just a little awkward trying to sync up between an intoxicated person and a sober one. Like somehow they just didn't hear the same thing--which was kinda crazy given the music was so loud she could feel the bass vibrating through her. "So uhh, your boyfriend isn't gonna be mad if they see you dancing with me right?" She asked, leaning toward his ear to speak over the music. They were sorta dancing like fucking might be on the menu, regardless of her actual intentions, but she wanted no mistakes. "I'm not in the mood for a bitch fight tonight."</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-04-2016, 23:52:14</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&amp;size=l&amp;tid=106180131)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Aimee Ryan<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi-curious<br><strong>Mood:</strong> So ready to not feel a thing<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Entering the Fray<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Classes<br><strong>Tag:</strong> OPEN, it's a party! <br></span><hr><br><br>The beats were pumpin' and the drinks were flowin'.&nbsp; She downed the first one pretty quickly and was sipping the second while she danced.&nbsp; When everyone was just moving around and grooving everything was great.&nbsp; Next thing she knew, someone started grinding up on her ass, pawing at her body.&nbsp; She looked over her shoulder to see yet another frat boy.&nbsp; What the hell?&nbsp; Aims stepped away and he pulled her back.&nbsp; She leaned close to shout in his ear so she could be sure he heard, <strong>"Hands off!"</strong>&nbsp; She stepped away again.&nbsp; <br><br>She put some distance between herself and the frat guy.&nbsp; Another round of getting comfortable, dancing and a few minutes later someone grinding up on her ass.&nbsp; She turned around eyes narrowed this time.&nbsp; Same fucking guy.&nbsp; <strong>"I said no dude.&nbsp; Catch a fucking clue."</strong> <br><br>He grabbed her pulled her close.&nbsp; <strong>"Comon you know you wanna."</strong> He slurred drunkenly.&nbsp; <br><br>Obviously brains were not a prerequisite for this particular fraternity.&nbsp; Why were these asshats even on campus?&nbsp; Didn't they have their own campus parties to ruin? <strong>"No.&nbsp; I don't.&nbsp; Now hands off or I take 'em off."</strong>&nbsp; She made it clear as she could she wasn't having it.&nbsp; He kept pawing at her body, pulling on her vest.&nbsp; She finally had enough and shoved him off.&nbsp; Aims watched him stumble back a few steps then turned to work her way into another part of the crowd.&nbsp; The shove must have made him made because when his hands landed on her arms again his grip was tight, almost to the point of pain. <br><br>Aims spun, twisting an arm free of his grasp, <strong>"Look fucker, I told you hands off."</strong>&nbsp; She landed a right cross on the frat boy's jaw that had him spitting blood.&nbsp; Her hand stung like hell but she refused to show it.&nbsp; <strong>"You want some more?"</strong> She taunted the pretty boy who obviously hadn't expected a little bitty girl to be able to defend herself.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>17-04-2016, 00:27:01</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oym90Q3Z3Xs/Uj3Hs1VDmTI/AAAAAAAA-Tk/N228TWeNoZc/s1600/Amra+Cerkezovic+Miss+Vogue+Australia+2013-4.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Leila Kurjak<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Freshman Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Ready to Party<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 28th Sept 16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> On the Dance Floor<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Still there<br><strong>tagging</strong> <strong><em>Dawn (Chrystal)</em></strong><br></span><br><hr><br>As Leila softly heard Dawn's Admission of having two and a half left feet, she couldn't help but to let out a small smirk.&nbsp; Yes, she was very witty.&nbsp; Leila loved those type of women as the bouncing music kept going.&nbsp; She wanted to reach out to Dawn but it seemed that it was Dawn that was making the first move.&nbsp; Feeling Dawn moving closer to her, she could not help but to have an extra pep in her step.&nbsp; The compliment really aided her on as she was glad that now, it seemed to her that Dawn was letting loose a little bit more.<br><br>"You're not so bad yourself, hon!"&nbsp; She moved close enough to Dawn's ear for her to hear her own words.<br><br>She really wanted to say Hi to Dawn herself but it seemed that she always missed the stunning redhead.&nbsp; It was like she was always leaving her dorm room just as Dawn was arriving or it was the other way around.&nbsp; Right now, though, she had all night to make up for the lost time that they seemed to elude them.<br><br>As the song ended and went into another, she really wanted to get to know this beautiful redhead a little better.&nbsp; She had visions of moving her hands all along Dawn's body as Dawn would cry out her name in the throes of unbridled passion.&nbsp; It had to be done one step at a time so it was time for proper Introductions.&nbsp; "So... who is this beautiful redhead that's bringing her light into my darkness?"&nbsp; She asked, hoping that Dawn could get the hint of telling her own name and hoping that it was one of her better pick up lines at the same time.&nbsp; She really wanted to move even closer but she hoped that Dawn's answer would tell her everything that she needed to know.
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>17-04-2016, 01:11:07</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i3.cdnds.net/13/29/618x900/wenn20435281.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Dawn Murrayfield<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Freshman Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Having fun, feeling sexy.<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 28th Sept 16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> The dance floor<br><strong>tagging</strong> <strong><em>Leila (Angel Fire) </em></strong><br></span><br><hr><br>Dancing with the brunette was fun. What she wanted most and dreaded most was the inevitable slow number - the floor-clearer, where all the unattached people headed for the bar to refresh their drinks and left the couiples to grind their bodies against each other.... But the bouncy number now playing was fun to dance to, and she was more than willing to get close to her dance partner, gyrating her hips and chest against the other girl who was several inches shorter. At one point she turned her back, made sure to rub her ass against Leila's belly, before turning around again.<br><br>The question didn't exactly surprise her. She wanted to know this dark butch girl's name too. The way she was asked, though.... "Oooh you! I shall have to change my answer to that survey they made us do. Seriously, that was probably the best pick-up line I've heard in a while! And bringing light into darkness is what my name is all about!" She laughed, and said, "Dawn Murrayfield. Dawn, light into darkness, yeah? Just great!" She was laughing&nbsp; joyfully as she danced. "What about you, who is this deep, sexy shadow cast by my radiance?"<br><br>She wanted.... needed.... to be kissed. But no, that was too fast, wasn't it? Hell she wanted this skinny flat chested tousle-headed brunette to sit naked on her face and play with her sensitive bits all night long, but that wasn't going to happen, was it? Oh well, there would be time. She was hear for three years and no one was going to scrub anything away from her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>17-04-2016, 01:54:21</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oym90Q3Z3Xs/Uj3Hs1VDmTI/AAAAAAAA-Tk/N228TWeNoZc/s1600/Amra+Cerkezovic+Miss+Vogue+Australia+2013-4.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Leila Kurjak<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Freshman Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Feeling much more happier and very sexy<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 28th Sept 16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> On the Dance Floor<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Still there<br><strong>tagging</strong> <strong><em>Dawn (Chrystal)</em></strong><br></span><br><hr><br>Oh Gods!&nbsp; Everything was seeming to come together all in just those few seconds.&nbsp; Just feeling Dawn against herself and gyrating her chest and hips against her belly and shoulders sent electric waves of pleasure throughout her entire body.&nbsp; She really wanted to wrap her arms around Dawn and lead her into a bounch sexy dance but she turned around just before she could do that.<br><br>The sound of Dawn's voice just eluded sexiness to Leila as she heard it.&nbsp; The comments made by Dawn made her own grin turn into a full smile.&nbsp; It was not often that she showed this feminine part of herself but if anyone could do, right now it would be Dawn.&nbsp; The laugh that Dawn showed was almost contagious as she tried so hard to not burst out into a laughter of her own.&nbsp; Wow.&nbsp; it seemed that she finally had something go right in her life.&nbsp; Maybe after all of the running away that she had to do to survive could keep her rooted for a while.&nbsp; Hearing the magical question, she kept her own smile going.&nbsp; "A sexy shadow into radiance.&nbsp; I may have to change my answer to that question in my survey too!&nbsp; She admitted as she finally let out her name.&nbsp; "Leila Kurjak... Leila... and I am not a princess like Leia is but maybe The Force is strong within us."&nbsp; She let out a soft wink as she kept her dark blue eyes onto the taller Dawn and her radiant hazel eyes.<br><br>Oh Gods!&nbsp; She knew that she just wanted to take her and kiss her right there on the spot but, she also knew that this would be too fast.&nbsp; No, Dawn was a sweet package that needed to be unwrapped with tender care and Leila knew it.&nbsp; Besides, she also knew that she had all night to make Dawn hers but for now... until the slower song came up, she wanted to do something that she really wanted to do.<br><br>"Turn around, love.&nbsp; I love what you did with me before.&nbsp; Let me wrap my arms around you and let us feel what we have been missing this past month."&nbsp; She admitted in her hopes.&nbsp; If there was one thing that she was good at, that was how to let her feelings and words out of her mouth.&nbsp; She knew her answer now.&nbsp; The attraction was certainly there, that was for sure.&nbsp; As long as she had Dawn close by, she knew that there was no way that anyone was going to scrub anything away from her... no matter how hard anybody would even try.
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acidalia</strong> on <strong>17-04-2016, 06:48:32</strong>
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				<br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://www.nayaphotos.com/albums/userpics/10001/normal_005~144.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Carmen Vega<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Major:</strong> Business<br><strong>Age:</strong> whatever you want her to be<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi with Lesbian leanings<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Drunk, Ornery<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Getting a little tingle...<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Brad, Shane<br><strong><em>[OPEN]</em></strong><br>[/color]</span><br><hr><br>Here's the thing about Carmen... it had been a long, <em>long</em> while since she'd sampled some penis. The last time she had, it was alright. Not exactly Earth-shattering amazing orgasmic rollercoaster but he put in a good effort. It wasn't his fault, really. Carmen just had more of a thing for women than men. So, when this co-ed she'd kissed solely to get the taste of cheap beer out of her mouth grabbed her by the waist and kissed her back so damn good that a little tingle began to spread deep in her belly...... I'm sure you get the picture. Her body started out stiff with surprise, having not expected the return, but as his tongue slid over hers, his hot breath tickling her sumptuous lips, she started to melt in against him. <br><br><em>Dios mio!</em> this was fucking hot! She had to give it to the dude, even if she couldn't shake the thought that he could devour her head whole in that ginormous mouth of his, he was a fucking artist at kissing. Whoever he'd practiced with... brava! <br><br>Her hands finally thawed from their frozen posture as they moved against Shane's tables, Carmen walking backwards until he had her ass effectively pinned against the spot where Shane had vacated from at some point. She slid palms up his arms, drinking in the rock-hard feel of his muscles as they moved and flexed under his skin. His hips pressed up against her pelvis sent her stomach into backflips. Holy fuck... she thought. Maybe it was the ample lubrication of Mr. Vodka talking, but he was getting her so fucking horny just kissing her like this. And he didn't even have tits!!! Could Carmen actually be becoming cured?! Nah. Not in the least. Sorry, Mama. There would be no bringing a nice boy home to meet mama.... unless it was to fuck his brains out in her bed out of spite. Maybe this one would be up for that...<br><br><strong>"FUCK! Works for me, too, bebe."</strong> she breathed against his mouth.<br><br>Her fingers slid up over his shoulders and traced along the sides of his throat, wrapping around the back of his neck to snake up into his hair as she bit, sucked, and pulled at his lips, moaning softly into his mouth. The music around them was loud and chaotic, especially with her ass rubbing up against the controls. Boy, Shane would be HOT if she saw them fucking up her tables. A devious idea unfurled in her brain and she pulled away from the kiss, looking into his face. Her eyes bore into him as though she were trying to figure something out. The devious idea slowly transformed into a devilish curl of swollen, lipstick-smeared lips. Oh... oh yes.... this&nbsp; could be fan-fucking-tastic.<br><br>With a soft grin, Carmen rubbed her lower body against the top of his thigh and kissed up along his jawline until she could loose a slow, deep moan in his ear. Holding the back of his neck with one manicured hand and using the other to grab the front of his shirt and try to pull him closer against her, Carmen chuckled before whispering. <strong>"So... just how adventurous are you? I don't do boring..."</strong> she reached her tongue out to flick his earlobe before adding, <strong>"Cause I have a damn hot idea on how to spice things up."</strong> <br><br>Pulling away again, she released her hold on him--tenuous as it was-- and grinned up at him, biting her lower lip. A devilish glint danced in her brown eyes as she stared up at him, then slowly turned around to face the tables. Looking over her shoulder, she slid her hands to the edge of her skirt and hiked it up, just enough to expose the bottoms of her ass cheeks before laying her hands on the controls in front of her. <strong>"If you're up for a little mischief, that is, Papi"</strong> Oh snap, Shane would lose her effing shit if she saw this shit. The idea amused Carmen beyond understanding. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>17-04-2016, 11:09:41</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><em>I Just Had Sex Whilst you all Pahr-tey</em></strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://49.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcx9e0Gr541r0yw29o4_250.gif)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Shane Harris<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> 3rd Yr Bronze Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 21<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Lesbian<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Satisfied and in a rush <br><strong>Time &amp; Date:</strong> 09|28|16 7PM - ??<br><strong>Location</strong>: University Forum Quad (dj booth)<br><strong>Music playing now: </strong> Click I just had sex. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQlIhraqL7o)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Domino, Brad, Carmen, Simon, Eli (mention)-&nbsp; <em><strong>open</strong></em></span></span><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>Everything happened so fast as Simon made his way towards the booth the "texting" began with Domino who Shane hadn't seen at the party yet. Setting her phone down a second to mix some more and hit another song in the playlist. To greet Simon the new kid, turning around and grinning back at him, <strong>"Hi!"</strong> She yelled over the music, one headphone in place the other one off as she spoke to him. <strong>"Loads this is insane isn't it?"</strong><br><br>Shane knew no boundaries and had the school wired like the back of her hand. This kid was full on adorable, she turned now to run her fingers through his hair. <strong>"Gorgeous locks. Who does your hair?"</strong> She grinned, leaning into so he could hear her. Just as she turned around to tie in some more sounds to the song playing her phone went off with another text. Shane's eyes went wide and her heart sped up at what she read. Glancing at her watch and cursing, <strong>"Fuck. Fuck." </strong> <br><br>It was too late, but could she manage a twenty-minute break before her relief got there? She needed it badly after the night she had. Domino was worth it. Quickly she conveyed to her blond friend what was up, showing him the a brief text message from Domino. Turning to place her hands on his shoulders, <strong>"Don't fuck this up. I need you to watch the tables. Just change the records you've seen me do it tons of times. The next set is there."</strong><br><br>She pointed to a box that was labeled with records and tabs. She glared into Brad's eyes making sure he understood then glanced at Simon. <strong>"Be back in a minute, feel free to help if you know how!"</strong><br><br>And she was off like Ferris Fecking Bueller, running through the Jamison campus to get to Lancelot dorms and Domino. (for reference check out the text threads between them). <br><br>Exactly twenty-two minutes later Shane was tugging on Domino's hand getting her to go faster. Her hair was a hot mess, she wore that I just got laid hair. But Shane didn't care. She was barely dressed grabbing the nearest attire she could find but she was grinning from ear to ear. At least until the music and sounds hit her ear.<br><br><strong>"WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY PLAYING?!"</strong> She growled quickly turning around to kiss domino on the lips before releasing her hand and running faster the rest of the way, <strong>"shiiiiiiiiit I'm so fuuuuuuuuuuucked."</strong> Was all that could be heard as Shane rounded the corner into the quad. <br><br>Her eyes going wide at not only the song selection but at the fact that trouty mouth has Carmen in front of tables was feeling her up and the song was skipping repeatedly. Shane waved her hands to try to get their attention and bypass the crowd by going along the edges as quickly, jumping over things before she climbed her way on stage. The crowd went nuts when they saw her. Of course they did, she was wearing only a vest with no shirt and it had given them all a view. Not to mention the fact that they wanted their dj back in action. <br><br>Shane grinned quickly playing to the crowd then gave them both a scolding look. Her eyes going wide at what they were doing. <strong>"GET OUT. Go find a fucking wall!"</strong> Like she cared that Brad had her sloppy seconds. She shared, she was Shane not jealous. She was worried about her beautiful turntables and sound system and her record which was clearly scratched. Quickly she bent down to thumb through her records finding the right one. Cutting the music low&nbsp; and shoving the two of them that were attached like two dogs in heat, she pulled out the mic.<br><br><strong>"ALRIGHT this goes out to a special lady tonight, you know who you are."</strong> winking and with a smirk she found Domino in the crowd and hit the volume as the song started playing. Raising it and finally sighing out at her almost fuck of a party as she looked at Simon. <strong>"So um. Ever spin before?"</strong> She asked him over the music as she sang along, "<strong>I juuuuuuuuuuuust had sexxxxxx."</strong><br><br>&nbsp;</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>17-04-2016, 16:30:10</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247388.msg12246939#msg12246939">Quote from: Angel Fire on 17-04-2016, 01:54:21</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oym90Q3Z3Xs/Uj3Hs1VDmTI/AAAAAAAA-Tk/N228TWeNoZc/s1600/Amra+Cerkezovic+Miss+Vogue+Australia+2013-4.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Leila Kurjak<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Freshman Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Feeling much more happier and very sexy<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 28th Sept 16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> On the Dance Floor<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Still there<br><strong>tagging</strong> <strong><em>Dawn (Chrystal)</em></strong><br></span><br><hr><br>Oh Gods!&nbsp; Everything was seeming to come together all in just those few seconds.&nbsp; Just feeling Dawn against herself and gyrating her chest and hips against her belly and shoulders sent electric waves of pleasure throughout her entire body.&nbsp; She really wanted to wrap her arms around Dawn and lead her into a bounch sexy dance but she turned around just before she could do that.<br><br>The sound of Dawn's voice just eluded sexiness to Leila as she heard it.&nbsp; The comments made by Dawn made her own grin turn into a full smile.&nbsp; It was not often that she showed this feminine part of herself but if anyone could do, right now it would be Dawn.&nbsp; The laugh that Dawn showed was almost contagious as she tried so hard to not burst out into a laughter of her own.&nbsp; Wow.&nbsp; it seemed that she finally had something go right in her life.&nbsp; Maybe after all of the running away that she had to do to survive could keep her rooted for a while.&nbsp; Hearing the magical question, she kept her own smile going.&nbsp; "A sexy shadow into radiance.&nbsp; I may have to change my answer to that question in my survey too!&nbsp; She admitted as she finally let out her name.&nbsp; "Leila Kurjak... Leila... and I am not a princess like Leia is but maybe The Force is strong within us."&nbsp; She let out a soft wink as she kept her dark blue eyes onto the taller Dawn and her radiant hazel eyes.<br><br>Oh Gods!&nbsp; She knew that she just wanted to take her and kiss her right there on the spot but, she also knew that this would be too fast.&nbsp; No, Dawn was a sweet package that needed to be unwrapped with tender care and Leila knew it.&nbsp; Besides, she also knew that she had all night to make Dawn hers but for now... until the slower song came up, she wanted to do something that she really wanted to do.<br><br>"Turn around, love.&nbsp; I love what you did with me before.&nbsp; Let me wrap my arms around you and let us feel what we have been missing this past month."&nbsp; She admitted in her hopes.&nbsp; If there was one thing that she was good at, that was how to let her feelings and words out of her mouth.&nbsp; She knew her answer now.&nbsp; The attraction was certainly there, that was for sure.&nbsp; As long as she had Dawn close by, she knew that there was no way that anyone was going to scrub anything away from her... no matter how hard anybody would even try.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i3.cdnds.net/13/29/618x900/wenn20435281.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Dawn Murrayfield<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Freshman Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Having fun, feeling sexy.<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 28th Sept 16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> The dance floor<br><strong>tagging</strong> <strong><em>Leila (Angel Fire) </em></strong><br></span><br><hr><br>Dawn turned around as asked, wriggled her back into the embrace of the shorter girl again, felt the arms go around her, the music changed again and Dawn giggled as she heard the lyrics, "HA HA! Sounds like someone got lucky!" She joined the rest of the crowd in whistling and cat calling at the DJ. "I wondered where she'd fucked off to... literally it seems...!" <br><br>She snuggled into the arms of this girl who was so totally hitting on her in a way that made her knees go weak. "I just hope she isn't the only one who gets to sing that before the night is done?"<br><br><em>Oh my god, what am I saying?</em> The words were out of her mouth before she could stop them. Her face went bright pink and she turned again to face the brunette, thankful for the constantly changing lights that his the fact that her face and hair clashed horribly when she was embarrassed. She was looking down slightly at the girl whose arms still encompassed her. "Leila, I... Oh jeez. I made a vow to myself that I wasn't going to jump into bed with the first cute girl I met..." She paused, then added, "Met a cute girl earlier in one of my classes, but she wasn't into redheads!"<br><br>She grinned and waited, her face only a couple of inches away from Leila's, lips parted slightly, her lower lip caught between her front teeth. Hoping...<br><br><em>Will she make the first move again? Will she kiss me? Come on, you know you want to...!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>17-04-2016, 20:03:04</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oym90Q3Z3Xs/Uj3Hs1VDmTI/AAAAAAAA-Tk/N228TWeNoZc/s1600/Amra+Cerkezovic+Miss+Vogue+Australia+2013-4.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Leila Kurjak<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Freshman Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Feeling much more sexier by the second<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 28th Sept 16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> On the Dance Floor<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Still there<br><strong>tagging</strong> <strong><em>Dawn (Chrystal)</em></strong><br></span><br><hr><br><br>Hearing the lyrics of the song, Leila couldn't help but to do a few catcalls and "whoohoo's" towards her friend and DJ.&nbsp; She was glad that Shane already went for it all as she snuggled and gyrated into Dawn's taller redheaded body.&nbsp; Everything just felt so right for her... like the stars were getting closer to being aligned.&nbsp; When she heard the admission by Dawn, Leila let out an inaudible gasp of realization.<br><br>Just as Dawn turned back towards her, she could see the blush of embarrassment coming from her taller companion's face.&nbsp; It was Dawn's own admission that sent her legs a little wobbly on their own.&nbsp; As Dawn's face moved closer towards her own, she let out a soft grin of her own.&nbsp; "Second chances are always the best.&nbsp; Her loss is our gain."&nbsp; She spoke in a sexy voice just loud enough for Dawn to hear it.<br><br>Yes... the stars were aligned.&nbsp; The time was right.&nbsp; Seeing Dawn's lips part just a little bit...<br><br><em>It's now or never, lassie.&nbsp; If I don't come in, we may not have a chance to do this again.&nbsp; Just kiss her and let things go!&nbsp; I want to!&nbsp; I want her soo bad!</em><br><br>Moving her face up ever so slowly and softly, her arms moved up Dawn's back and tried to help Dawn reach the point of no return.&nbsp; Her own lips parted as their lips met together.&nbsp; She felt like her whole entire world was just dedicated to the taller beauty.&nbsp; She wanted to reach inside and let their tongues do their magical dance inside of their mouths but she wanted to wait until Dawn would let her.&nbsp; Letting out a muffled moan, she was really enjoying this moment.&nbsp; To hell with whoever sees this.&nbsp; This was their time and their moment and she was not about to let it get away from her, no matter what happens in the future.
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>17-04-2016, 22:02:13</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247388.msg12246106#msg12246106">Quote from: Kokaine on 16-04-2016, 18:56:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/WHRT/Ezra/Ezra_zpsyfont9oi.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Ezra Bardhi<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> First Year | Bronze Student <br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Whatever the fuck she feels like<br><strong>Mood:</strong> In search of a Challenge<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Dancing somewhere in the middle of it all <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Javier | <strong>Open</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">"Mmhmm. Ok, <em>papi</em>." <br><br>Yeah, the pretty puppy had definitely had one too many. Actually... make that about five or six too many, if she was any judge. How he was on his feet, she didn't know, but she got the feeling that in addition to dancing with her he might well be using her to help keep him upright. She wasn't sure. What she was sure about was that <em>all</em> of her personal space had just evaporated. Like <em>Poof.</em> Leaving her in a damned hot ass cocoon of body heat dialed up to 11.<br><br>"Damn. Guess you like close then, huh?"<br><br>His hands on her back seemed hot enough to burn as they settled and rode just above the curve of her ass. Pulled closer, her body nestled into his, making full on contact in several interesting spots. It was possibly a step too much too soon given she'd just met the guy but what the hell? She'd let him have a small taste. She was nice like that. He likely wouldn't remember it come morning anyhow and Ezra wasn't worried about him getting too excited. Probably was gay as hell anyway given where they were. Still, she couldn't help but think that maybe a little dancing would help get her into the party mood so she could stop thinking about the big jerk she'd been forced to leave and just unwind. Lord knew she needed it. <br><br>Reaching up, Ezra looped a hand around Mr. Scruffy's neck and followed his openly dirty ass moves trying to catch his rhythm. It was there but she always found it just a little awkward trying to sync up between an intoxicated person and a sober one. Like somehow they just didn't hear the same thing--which was kinda crazy given the music was so loud she could feel the bass vibrating through her. "So uhh, your boyfriend isn't gonna be mad if they see you dancing with me right?" She asked, leaning toward his ear to speak over the music. They were sorta dancing like fucking might be on the menu, regardless of her actual intentions, but she wanted no mistakes. "I'm not in the mood for a bitch fight tonight."<br></span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/8a/1c/ee/8a1ceef20c04f136d0eee73cfd49bd0f.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Javier Echevarria<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Gold Student<br><strong>Major:</strong> Medicine<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Is Ezra's Challenge for the evening.<br><strong>Time &amp; Date: </strong>09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stumbling into the fray<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Drink station then in the thick of it chasing after Ezra<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>Hover over Spanish words to understand what he's saying in English.</strong><br><strong>Tag:</strong> Ezra, Carmen, and the rest of the party goers -&nbsp; <em><strong></strong></em>open[/b][/i]</span><br><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br>&nbsp;Javi's heavy lids fluttered open, his eyes wide as he cocked his brow at her response. <em>Papi.</em> Was she Latina or what? He gave her a good once over, the heavily intoxicated brain of his was trying to make the fog lift as he pondered that thought. Pulling her in close as her next rhetorical question made him smirk. Oh damn, she was.<br><br><strong>"<acronym title="Yes baby, the closer the better for both of us">Si mami, lo mas juntos lo mejor para los dos.</acronym>"</strong><br><br>Damn right he'd test her Spanish by throwing out the full-on Cuban charm. Javier was an expert at avoiding what American's called, <em>"Whiskey dick."</em> He had a semi forming in his jeans as he pressed her closer. <acronym title="My god">Dios mio</acronym> a woman of this caliber was bound to get him at attention. <br><br>The man with the pretty tiara glued to his espresso curls concentrated enough to move with her. He was doing everything he could to pull out all the stops as intoxicated as he was it was working. At least he thought it was, least he hadn't fallen over and taken her with him. A little more dancing and sweating it off and he would be releasing some of that alcohol from his system soon. <br><br>Lucky for Carmen he was drunk, had he seen what she was getting up to with the tree boy gringo he'd have smacked that stupid, <em><acronym title="face that looked like it was eating shit">cara de commeirda</acronym></em> look from his big ass <em><acronym title="Angelina Jolie">anghelena Hoolie</acronym></em> lips. <br><br>Also, luck was in the stars for his cousin because Ezra was distracting him. All eyes on her, even if he attempted not to get dizzy in the process with the movements around her from other dancers and the lights from Shane's djing and light show. <br><br>Oh shit son, she was moving in for the kill. Javier licked his lips but instead got slapped with a question that made him wonder if Carmen was up to the whole thing. Frowning at the girl. <br><br><strong>"What?!</strong>"<br><br>He leaned back slightly to look into her eyes to see if she was really serious about what she had asked. She finished it off with a nice little bow about not wanting to get into it with <em>"his man."</em> <acronym title="My fucking lord. This school was fucked!">Dios fucking Mio. De pinga this school!</acronym> <strong><acronym title="Bro, this shit would not happen in Cuba.">"Asere, esta meirda no pasa en Cuba."</acronym></strong><br><br><strong>"I'm NOT GAY."</strong><br><br>He frowned and to prove it, the man stopped his dancing because..... coordination. Brought one hand up to mold to the back of her neck, the other hand on her lower back slipped and..... whoops. There was the ass grab as he grunted pulling her in and laid one hell of a kiss on her full delicious lips. <br><br><strong>"Mmmm passionfruit. Does your pussy taste the same?"</strong> He wondered, no filter drunk Javi. <span class="bbc_u">SorryNotSorry Ezra.</span> Feel free to smack him. <br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>17-04-2016, 22:42:27</strong>
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				<br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i3.cdnds.net/13/29/618x900/wenn20435281.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Dawn Murrayfield<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Freshman Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> YES!<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 28th Sept 16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> The dance floor/Cloud 9!<br><strong>tagging</strong> <strong><em>Leila (Angel Fire) </em></strong><br></span><br><hr><br>Dawn waited, swaying to the music that throbbed from the speakers as the boastful song ended and the DJ got back to playing music for everyone else. <em>Come on, come on, c- ooooh!</em> "Mmmm!" Warm lips touched hers, in a gentle caress, parted slightly, and a tongue flicked at her mouth, asking for admission. Dawn's mouth opened and her head slightly tilted to one side, her arms went around the back of the woman who was kissing her. Tongue ventured out into the other mouth, teasing, inviting, asking.<br><br>Hazel eyes gazed into deep blue pools, then closed, hypnotised, as sensation washed over her, making her nipples harden, her clit too. She held the lip-lock for a couple of minutes, then pulled away. "Wow!" <br><br>Dawn giggled softly, glanced around, not really caring if anyone was watching, actually somewhat disappointed that no-one was paying them any more attention than any of the other couples. She looked back at <em>her</em> woman. "Why am I such a coward? I saw you a few times coming and going, always wanted to say hi... Thank you...!" She grinned and planted a hard peck on those same lips that had just possessed hers. Then, feeling light headed suddenly she giggled and turned away, catching Leila's right hand in her left. "I need a drink. Buy me a beer, lover, and maybe I'll pay you back later!" She headed for the bar, hoping that the beers hadn't all sold out yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>la dame en noir</strong> on <strong>18-04-2016, 04:17:34</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://photos.modelmayhem.com/avatars/2/5/3/7/3/1/4/566fcbc7ba8b4_m.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Adeyemi "Ade" Afunu<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Student<br><strong>Major:</strong> Unsure<br><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Lesbian - Possibly Pansexual<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Chill<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Walking amongst the crowd<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Dorm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> N/A<br></span><hr><br>Ade managed to keep her cool after a very awkward class with Julian. She didn't speak much amongst her peers, strange considering she was quite the out-going individual. Night had fallen and the school was in a frenzy with the party that was being held in the Quad. At this rate, Ade had only two decisions - Stay in her dorm with her games and comics or relieve some stress with booze and loud music.<br><br>The college student was dressed to dance and possibly flirt with anyone willing. Although she wasn't much of a drinker, she definitely loved the sound of the music being djed. Even from the outskirts she could catch a glimpse of the resident DJ who was quite attractive.<br><br>Ade was playing around with the idea of kissing a boy or two, though the idea gave her a hit at the stomach just thinking about it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angel Fire</strong> on <strong>18-04-2016, 04:41:33</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oym90Q3Z3Xs/Uj3Hs1VDmTI/AAAAAAAA-Tk/N228TWeNoZc/s1600/Amra+Cerkezovic+Miss+Vogue+Australia+2013-4.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Leila Kurjak<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Freshman Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> GOOOOOOOOOOOOLL!!!!<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 28th Sept 16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> On the Dance Floor<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Still there<br><strong>tagging</strong> <strong><em>Dawn (Chrystal)</em></strong><br></span><br><hr><br>Leila felt like she was in the heavens during the kiss of a lifetime with Dawn.&nbsp; Her entire body felt almost rigid.&nbsp; Her small nipples hardened and started to poke onto her T-Shirt as her clit was throbbing with anticipation.&nbsp; She felt the Dance of Venus sweeping through their mouths as she felt that if she were to take a last breath, it would be with Dawn's own breath.&nbsp; Her arms moved tighter around Dawn's back as she let out soft moans and muffled growls during the kiss.&nbsp; It lasted all of two minutes but to her, it lasted for a thrilling eternity.&nbsp; They released the kiss that she heard Dawn's sweet reaction.&nbsp; "It gets better love."&nbsp; She admitted ever so sexily.<br><br>She took a quick look herself around the crowd as she knew what the crowd was doing.&nbsp; No one gave a damn and that was fine with her.&nbsp; Letting out a small grin of her own, as she heard Dawn's somewhat apology.&nbsp; "You're welcome, Love."&nbsp; She reassured <em>her</em> woman.&nbsp; It felt so good to feel like this again with another woman.&nbsp; "Maybe sometime... I can get the..."&nbsp; She couldn't finish her thought as she felt another hard peck reach onto her lips.&nbsp; She wanted to stay like this but it only lasted for a short time before she was released and seeing Dawn looking away.&nbsp; Before she was about to ask what was wrong, it was Dawn who let her know.<br><br>Oh yes... beer.&nbsp; If there was a way to Leila's heart, it was more beer, that was for sure.&nbsp; Feeling her right hand being taken, she let out a sweet grin.&nbsp; "Ye don't have to tell me twice, Love!"&nbsp; She giggled as they made their way to the bar.<br><br>It was a little bit of trouble traversing their way through the crowd but she figured that if this was a party of mass magnitude, there would be plenty of beer to go around to everyone there... and then some.&nbsp; It took a minute or so but as they reached the bar, it was Leila's turn to take charge as she finally found a bartender.&nbsp; "I would like a light Guinness and give this goddess of a woman any drink she wants."&nbsp; She ordered.&nbsp; She pulled out a credit card and handed it to the bartender while flashing a large grin.&nbsp; "Compliments of the Swanzee Brewing Company!&nbsp; Keep a tab for us, Mate!"&nbsp; She shouted as she turned her heard with deep blue eyes looking over towards hazel visions of beauty.
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>18-04-2016, 23:06:32</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i3.cdnds.net/13/29/618x900/wenn20435281.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Dawn Murrayfield<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Freshman Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> thirsty<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 28th Sept 16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> The dance floor/Cloud 9!<br><strong>tagging</strong> <strong><em>Leila (Angel Fire) </em></strong><br></span><br><hr><br>Dawn chuckled at Leila's choice of drink. "If you were blonde, you'd <em>be</em> a Guinness dressed like that..." She joked, then smiled and tousled the shorter woman's hair. "Glad you're not though, I prefer brunettes". <em>Especially pale skinny ones</em>, but she didn't say that aloud. Looking at the bartender she shrugged "A Coors please", She blushed at the complement. "Really? Goddess? Damn, girl, you keep smooth talking me like that, and you're not going to get to finish that!" She laughed, sipped her beer out of the can, then wrapped an arm around Leila's waist. "You wanna sit down somewhere?" She pointed to the lake, where it was dark and mostly away from the crowds.<br><br>Leading her new girlfriend away from the party took some nerve. She was mostly scared that this incredibly sexy girl would vanish like a dream, or worse, would turn around and say she was teasing, would run off into the crowd and hook up with someone else. Or... Her worst nightmare, the girl would drop her pants and no longer be a girl... But for some reason Dawn always went for the androgynous ones, the flat chested ones.<br><br>She sipped her beer again, looked at the girl - definitely a girl - with her and saw the look in her eyes. <em>No, this one is not going to run away. This one... I get to keep</em>. <br><br>That thought reminded her of a scene from the movie Casper The friendly Ghost, and she giggled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VioletPanda</strong> on <strong>19-04-2016, 03:57:07</strong>
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				nter]<span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span>[/center]<br><hr><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/3d/c8/4f/3dc84f39ae17e4143ee6586a1a836dab.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Simon Reddington<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Student, First Year<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Rainbow Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Nervous and Annoyed<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 <br><strong>Location:</strong> Party-thing<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Dorm Room<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Open<br></span><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; even so close, Simon wasn't sure if the DJ was a man or a woman and he felt sort of embarresed he had to look for an Adam's apple. Some of his friends had softer,&nbsp; more delicate faces and he knew more than a few with higher voices that adhered to the gay stereo type. He wasn't even sure why he looked to see if the DJ was a guy or a girl-it didn't matter. It wasn't like having a vagina and being his friend were things that were mutually&nbsp; exclusive or anything.<br>&nbsp; "I just kinda wake up like this! " he yelled over the music,&nbsp; laughing at the thought.&nbsp; He had way more important things to do like write music than do his hair. But he'd be lying if he didn't love the attention...<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;He could only guess she had someplace to be, because she ran off and asked her nearby hot friend to do her thing.&nbsp; Simon was actually interested in seeing how the DJ did what she did, but that would have to happen after the actual DJ got back-end it became obvious that her friend was more interested in the woman he was bouncing off the table. <br>&nbsp; Simon slipped away, only wanting to watch half the show and got himself some alcohol-related he didn't know what it was,&nbsp; but he felt it made him braver and he gave enthusiastic 'hi's to the various people who ground against him as he made his way back to the DJ table. <br><br>&nbsp; The actual DJ was back now -and looked pretty pissed- and the hot/apparently not interested in Simon :( and the lady he was with got shooed away and Simon approached after they were gone.&nbsp; It was too bad- he looked like a cool guy. <br>&nbsp;When asked if he had spun,&nbsp; he shook his head, <br>&nbsp;"Nope. I play other stuff though-how's spinning work? " he asked. <br><br>What? Just because he didn't like the music didn't mean he couldn't appreciate the work and art that went into it.<br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Acidalia</strong> on <strong>19-04-2016, 22:16:14</strong>
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				<br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://www.nayaphotos.com/albums/userpics/10001/normal_005~144.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Carmen Vega<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Major:</strong> Business<br><strong>Age:</strong> whatever you want her to be<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi with Lesbian leanings<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Drunk, Ornery<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Getting a little tingle...<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Brad, Shane<br><strong><em>[OPEN]</em></strong><br>[/color]</span><br><hr><br>Carmen stood against the DJ table with her ass pushed out, swaying gently from side to side, like a cat in heat coaxing the nearest Tom to her. She was waiting for his synapses to start firing again, basking in the complete shut-down she'd caused in his brain. Oh yeah... you know she was just that good. She ran her tongue over her lips as he stared at her offering, and a deep-throated chuckle trickled past them. He was practically catatonic. Thankfully, he seemed to regain a grasp on himself and control over his body.<br><br>Her eyes lowered to his groin, watching as he pulled out his cock. Dicks were a funny sort of thing, and Carmen had been used to making fun of any meat tube that wiggled her way as of late, but there was nothing to laugh about the thickness he was gripping. Her jaw slackened ever so slightly as she stared at it, the teasing draining from her face and making way for surprise, then slight apprehension, followed by a greedy hunger.<br><br><strong>"God damn,"</strong> she breathed, grinning wide. Her hips wriggled with impatience and when he brushed the tip of him against her she rolled her eyes back in her head, her body tensing, her skin shuddering...<br><br>and then they were being shoved away.<br><br>A burning, white-hot rage replaced her features and she narrowed her eyes dangersouly at Shane. Ohhhhhh that fucking bitch! She did NOT just cockblock Carmen fucking Vega! An eruption of obcenities exploded from her lips, some English, some not, and she made a single step towards Shane. Just as her hand was lifting to snatch a handful of hair, she felt herself being pulled away from the center of her body.<br><br><strong>"Let me go, I got some shit to handle. Nah! Nah, let me go. No me guesta!!!"</strong> she shouted as Brad pulled her backstage.<br><br>When he bent her over the equipment table, though, it was as though a switch had been flipped. She'd gone from fight to fuck in the blink of an eye. Truth be told, it was the aggression he showed that did it. Just did it for her. Her hands gripped onto whatever it was lying on the table and she closed her eyes, relishing in the warm shudders of electricly pulsating through every inch of her. Everything he did just then, pushed her closer. A heavy, delicious weight built in her pelvis, her kegels clenching. His tongue running up the smooth skin over her spine, his hips pressed against her ass, the words he chose right then that fed her already swollen ego... this boy knew what he was doing.<br><br><br>A devilish grin split her pinkened face, and she glanced over her shoulder. <strong>"Let me make your dreams come true then,"</strong> she said, though her voice was a strained, breathy whisper. She moved her feet wider apart, opening her thighs more for him, giving him the full glory of her sex. Everytime she thought she gained a little control over the moment, pulled a little further ahead, he did something to bring her crashing back down. When his hand found her hair and pulled it just tight enough to crane her head back...<br><br>That... was just... enough.<br><br>A loud, wanton moan rolled from her throat and her body convulsed and tightened so hard she nearly came then and there.<br><br>Holy. Fuck.<br><br>If he didn't fuck her soon, she might lose her friggin' mind! Trying to regain herself, Carmen swallowed a hard knot that had formed in her throat and wet her lips. Her skin tingled as his voice, deep and strained with desire, reached through the euphoria and found her again. <strong>"As dirty as you want, papi. Just fuck me... now."</strong> The last word rang out with a near-hysteric urgency. He hadn't even touched her yet and she felt wet and throbbing with need. No male had ever done that for her before...<br><br>..... maybe it was the vodka. <br><br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>21-04-2016, 12:17:36</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247388.msg12249835#msg12249835">Quote from: la dame en noir on 18-04-2016, 04:17:34</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://photos.modelmayhem.com/avatars/2/5/3/7/3/1/4/566fcbc7ba8b4_m.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Adeyemi "Ade" Afunu<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Student<br><strong>Major:</strong> Unsure<br><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Lesbian - Possibly Pansexual<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Chill<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Walking amongst the crowd<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Dorm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> N/A<br></span><hr><br>Ade managed to keep her cool after a very awkward class with Julian. She didn't speak much amongst her peers, strange considering she was quite the out-going individual. Night had fallen and the school was in a frenzy with the party that was being held in the Quad. At this rate, Ade had only two decisions - Stay in her dorm with her games and comics or relieve some stress with booze and loud music.<br><br>The college student was dressed to dance and possibly flirt with anyone willing. Although she wasn't much of a drinker, she definitely loved the sound of the music being djed. Even from the outskirts she could catch a glimpse of the resident DJ who was quite attractive.<br><br>Ade was playing around with the idea of kissing a boy or two, though the idea gave her a hit at the stomach just thinking about it.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247388.msg12252504#msg12252504">Quote from: VioletPanda on 19-04-2016, 03:57:07</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">nter]<span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span>[/center]<br><hr><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/3d/c8/4f/3dc84f39ae17e4143ee6586a1a836dab.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Simon Reddington<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Bronze Student, First Year<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Rainbow Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Nervous and Annoyed<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 <br><strong>Location:</strong> Party-thing<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Dorm Room<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Open<br></span><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; even so close, Simon wasn't sure if the DJ was a man or a woman and he felt sort of embarresed he had to look for an Adam's apple. Some of his friends had softer,&nbsp; more delicate faces and he knew more than a few with higher voices that adhered to the gay stereo type. He wasn't even sure why he looked to see if the DJ was a guy or a girl-it didn't matter. It wasn't like having a vagina and being his friend were things that were mutually&nbsp; exclusive or anything.<br>&nbsp; "I just kinda wake up like this! " he yelled over the music,&nbsp; laughing at the thought.&nbsp; He had way more important things to do like write music than do his hair. But he'd be lying if he didn't love the attention...<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;He could only guess she had someplace to be, because she ran off and asked her nearby hot friend to do her thing.&nbsp; Simon was actually interested in seeing how the DJ did what she did, but that would have to happen after the actual DJ got back-end it became obvious that her friend was more interested in the woman he was bouncing off the table. <br>&nbsp; Simon slipped away, only wanting to watch half the show and got himself some alcohol-related he didn't know what it was,&nbsp; but he felt it made him braver and he gave enthusiastic 'hi's to the various people who ground against him as he made his way back to the DJ table. <br><br>&nbsp; The actual DJ was back now -and looked pretty pissed- and the hot/apparently not interested in Simon :( and the lady he was with got shooed away and Simon approached after they were gone.&nbsp; It was too bad- he looked like a cool guy. <br>&nbsp;When asked if he had spun,&nbsp; he shook his head, <br>&nbsp;"Nope. I play other stuff though-how's spinning work? " he asked. <br><br>What? Just because he didn't like the music didn't mean he couldn't appreciate the work and art that went into it.<br><br></span></span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><em>I Just Had Sex Whilst you all Pahr-tey</em></strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://49.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcx9e0Gr541r0yw29o4_250.gif)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Shane Harris<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> 3rd Yr Bronze Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 21<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Lesbian<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Satisfied and in a rush <br><strong>Time &amp; Date:</strong> 09|28|16 7PM - ??<br><strong>Location</strong>: University Forum Quad (dj booth)<br><strong>Music playing now: </strong> Click I just had sex. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQlIhraqL7o)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Domino, Brad, Carmen, Simon, Ade (mentioned)-&nbsp; <em><strong>open</strong></em></span></span><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>Shane wasn't even playing around. She legit was livid at Brad's audacity to attempt to fuck Carmen on her turntables. Not to mention that he had managed to screw up a few of her records. That big ass mouth fucker was going to pay for her shit. She got it, bit time. "Carmen Santiago Quintana Cruz Echevarria Rodriguez De la Caridad Cruz Vega" was hot as fuck and if you could hit that you'd hit it hard anywhere you were. But no no no, NOT on Shane's fucking tables. Not in the middle of a damn quad party. She would have been happier if he walked away and let the record continue on even if it hit the bad side of the album that would then have pauses. The majority of the student body was either drunk, about to fuck, or about to get drunk or fucked. They wouldn't give a flying fuck or notice. <br><br>Growling Shane couldn't wait till her trusted replacement got there. Lucky for her, Shane's little squishy Simon, she had already decided to call him that with his 'just woke up like that' amazing blond curls, was there and seemed to be calming her down. The way he was staring at her though was something she was kinda used to around people. They either wanted to fuck her, were confused on what her gender was, were attracted to her or even questioned their own gender. Being androygneous had it's moments, Shane could see it in Simons's 'looks' that he was going through something in his mind. So to clear up any and all confusion to be on the safe side. (not that it mattered to her) She answered him by grabbing his hand and putting it on the mixer to lower the volume. But before she moved his hand she took another set of headphones that were hanging on her table and put them over his head, uncovering one of his ears as she had hers on and she spoke loudly so he could hear her. <strong>"See these two notches here? Just glide one up slowly with the beat you hear in your head and glide the other one down it's the music that's playing now."</strong><br><br>The woman had already set it up where the other song was coming up on cue, and now she bounced to the song and slowly she bang to lower her hands to signal him. <strong>"Ready.... feel that beat." </strong> Making a fist to bang on her chest. But before she could cue him to go, Carmen went all mental on her and was about to attack her. <br><br>Turning around she busted up laughing as Brad held her away and Carmen was cursing at her in Spanish. Understanding the <em>"No me gusta"</em> from all her old friends in New York the Puetro Ricans, Shane shook her head in amusement. Flipping her off, <strong>"Suck on this baby. Go get dick up your ass. You need that shit. Next time don't fuck on my tables!"</strong> Alright Shane wasn't mad at Carmen not so much, that was just comic relief for her and she even threw her a wink blowing her a kiss. Lucky for her Brad took her away to have his way with her. Awesome. <br><br>Shane turned back to the turn tables and Simon. (we can let simon decide if he switched songs or not whilst all that was going on. If he waited he could just god mod shane showing him and whatever. We are giving Simon's writer permission. Simon take that part away)<br><br>Shane spotted "Ade" finally showig her face at the qaud that girl had an ass that did not quit. Shane had to upnod in her direction and throw her a wink. She played the crowd well but spotting Domino and her replacement, the resident dj looked to her replacment with relief flooding her face. <strong>"Dude so glad you're here. I need a damn hour at least. I need something to drink I'm starving and Brad and Carmen are backstage fucking their brains out. This is my little squishy Simon. Simon this is... "</strong> <span class="bbc_u"><strong>ANYONE CAN TAKE THIS SPOT WHO'S ITCHING TO BE SHANE'S TRUSTED DJ REPLACEMENT FOR A BIT. </strong></span><br><br>Shane introduced them and before she pulled away from Simon and her replacement that she trusted. She pulled Simon aside putting her hand on his shoulder and frowning a sec but biting her lip before she spoke out, <strong>"Listen. My name is Shane if you didn't already know. That's a unisex name I get it. I'm a girl alright? I like pussy cool? You're adorable though."</strong> She grinned and pinched his cheeks. Then ruffled his hair and took off towards Domino to wrap her arms around the other woman's back and pull her in against her kissing her neck. <strong>"mmm hi, did you miss me?"</strong><br>&nbsp;</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>23-04-2016, 15:33:51</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Lina%20Posada/4e94bf96-b0bc-4897-99a7-f7de8fffe665_zps5d28bcbd.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/cc0db25f8d9b19312af262920aa006b5/tumblr_nebab5omqV1qg22hlo1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Monique Santos-Prince | Massimo Re<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Former Gold, Postgrad | Bronze Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 23 | 22<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> "Reformed" | Pansexual<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Not Sure Yet | Fairly Mellow but in good spirits<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near the edges of the party<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> <strong>Open</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">Monique slid the chain to her car key over her head and let the warm metal nestle in the vee of fitted black vest she'd donned for tonight. The sound of her boots over the quad bricks was all but blotted out by the bone rattling music and her breath eased past glossed lips as she steeled herself against the initial wave of anxiety that always threatened to overwhelm her at things like this. For a few very poignant moments all she wanted to do was turn the hell around and go get back in her car. She was well aware that she could go <em>anywhere</em> else and wouldn't have to face&nbsp; so many bodies pressed close together with the scent of beer and liquor forming a cloudy haze over them. However, Monique had determined long ago that she would not allow herself to runaway or to hide. She refused.<br><br>So there she was, feeling the intense thud of her own heartbeat hammering even louder than the music as she stepped into the quad. Her face was sober, her demeanor screaming something along the lines of "look but don't touch!... or I will fuck your <span class="bbc_u">life</span> up!", but her eyes scanned the mix and mash of gyrating bodies as if she was looking for something... <em>particular</em>.<br><br>"Hey gorgeous."<br><br>That purring rumble sounded along the shell of her ear and drew her to a stop. Irritation flashed briefly in her eyes but only because he'd startled the shit out of her. She should have seen the damn snake and his massive ego coming from a mile away but he'd always had the uncanny ability to sneak up on her. <br><br>"What d'yah want, Messi?" The Bajan blonde stiffened as Massimo moved around her. He was far too close but even he knew better than to cross certain lines after she'd damn near unmanned him his first year at Jamison. She heard him suck his teeth over the nickname she'd given him and resisted the urge to smirk as he stopped in front of her. <br><br>"You know, you're the only person who gets away with that," he pointed out, leading Mo to nod and actually smirk now. <br><br>"Anyway," he continued as if he hadn't seen it, "I just came over to see if you'd finally come to your senses and realized what a catch I am." He flashed her a bit of a grin and grabbed her waist, his motions all coming from in front of her so that while she might not have been able to dodge the unexpected move, she could in fact see it coming. "Thought I'd see if tonight was the night you'd finally give in to your secret feelings for me and let me show you what you've been missing." His gaze dropped down and he whistled, though it was lost to the music. "Especially if it involves you leaving those boots on!" <br><br>Mo blinked in surprise then laughed outright, some of the tension she'd been feeling leaking away just like that. "Yah want tah show me what now?! Boy yah crazy." There wasn't an ounce of sexual tension between them. After they'd been roommates his first year any shouldas, wouldas, or couldas had completely disappeared without being explored. Massimo could be a first class dick when he wanted to be but underneath that veneer was far more than his too pretty face showed. Which was why his hands had remained at her waist--half along the top of her pants and half spilling over onto her skin, true--yet, despite the way he'd grabbed her not a further liberty had been taken. She knew what he was up to and it made her stretch up to plant a kiss on his cheek when anyone else would have been shoved away. <br><br>"That easy to read huh?" He asked, grinning wider. <br><br>"Mmhmm."<br><br>"Ahh, okay then. Guess I'd better go before my rep is ruined." Massimo slid his arms around Monique for a full but brief hug then let her go, noting the way her features had gone all serious and intense again. Heaving a big sigh of mock disappointment the bronze male tucked his hands into the pockets of his trousers and shrugged, a teasing note filling his voice. "I shall save my game for someone who will appreciate it. Find me later if you want though, Gorgeous. I'll save a dance just for you." He offered with a wink, though he knew she wouldn't. At least not on purpose. <br><br>"Game? Yeah, okay, Messi." Monique chuckled and started to slip away from him, her eyes returning to their scan of the crowd as with before. Although now her heart wasn't trying to beat its way out of her rib-cage and her chest didn't feel so tight as it had before. Perhaps the night would go well enough after all.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>23-04-2016, 21:40:41</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://60.media.tumblr.com/42b0a5b900fc00dd8dcd896dcf66f354/tumblr_nu08fd8rBM1u5a1q6o1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> <del>Loick</del> Royce O'Rourke<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Gold Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 22<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> "Reformed" (heteroflexible)<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Aiming for party-mode activation!<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Headed to the bar<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> <strong>Open</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">Royce was preeeetty sure he'd had on a tie when he'd first come to the party. And a rather nice shirt. Granted he was known for opting for comfort over anything else but somehow the plaid scarf draped expertly about his neck and the sunglasses now adorning his face just didn't quite scream comfort. No they screamed 'swarmed by giggling girls' and yet somehow Royce was left in a haze of confusion as to how it had all went down. He'd only had one beer, a can he'd tossed back like it was nothing more than a pint of milk before smashing and discarding the empty thing with one hand, so he wasn't drunk. Just confused and mystified in the way that sometimes happened when hormones got involved and things became a blur. It was pretty much fortunate that it was only a shirt and tie he was missing. <br><br>Down to his undershirt, Royce stripped off the scarf and looped it around one of his teammate's neck, revealing a chain with a ring on the end that looked out of place about his neck. Dude had more lipstick on his ruddy face than the girl he was currently smooshed against so he figured the smaller man wouldn't much mind. In the process he found slender, feminine fingers sliding into his already messy hair but when he turned to catch a glimpse of her pixie-ish face he found that it was no one that moved him in any particular way and thus he easy dislodged her hand. Letting it drop without so much as a word he was unaware of her pout as he turned to begin moving toward the bar in search of a more beer. After the day he'd had, he needed it. <br><br>Ignoring calls for the BEAST, Royce tucked the ring beneath his shirt and parted the sea of bodies before him like he was freaking Moses. Most knew instinctively to move out of the power forwards way and the few that didn't were moved gently as he could manage but without hesitation. Sliding up to the bar with a purpose, it wasn't hard for him to snag a couple cups of whatever was on tap. However, the move had him leaning in close to some cutie, putting him all up in her personal space while he reached each of his arms to either side of her to double fist it. <br><br>"'Scuse me," he rumbled, his voice pitched for her ears. He wasn't gonna lie either, unlike the pixie before there was something that felt right about this one. So he lingered perhaps a moment or two too long, before stepping back and bringing one drink toward his mouth while gazing down at her curiously. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>23-04-2016, 23:01:51</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Aimee's Post</div><div class="spoiler_body"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&amp;size=l&amp;tid=106180131)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Aimee Ryan<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi-curious<br><strong>Mood:</strong> So ready to not feel a thing<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Entering the Fray<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Classes<br><strong>Tag:</strong> OPEN, it's a party! <br></span><hr><br><br>The beats were pumpin' and the drinks were flowin'.&nbsp; She downed the first one pretty quickly and was sipping the second while she danced.&nbsp; When everyone was just moving around and grooving everything was great.&nbsp; Next thing she knew, someone started grinding up on her ass, pawing at her body.&nbsp; She looked over her shoulder to see yet another frat boy.&nbsp; What the hell?&nbsp; Aims stepped away and he pulled her back.&nbsp; She leaned close to shout in his ear so she could be sure he heard, <strong>"Hands off!"</strong>&nbsp; She stepped away again.&nbsp; <br><br>She put some distance between herself and the frat guy.&nbsp; Another round of getting comfortable, dancing and a few minutes later someone grinding up on her ass.&nbsp; She turned around eyes narrowed this time.&nbsp; Same fucking guy.&nbsp; <strong>"I said no dude.&nbsp; Catch a fucking clue."</strong> <br><br>He grabbed her pulled her close.&nbsp; <strong>"Comon you know you wanna."</strong> He slurred drunkenly.&nbsp; <br><br>Obviously brains were not a prerequisite for this particular fraternity.&nbsp; Why were these asshats even on campus?&nbsp; Didn't they have their own campus parties to ruin? <strong>"No.&nbsp; I don't.&nbsp; Now hands off or I take 'em off."</strong>&nbsp; She made it clear as she could she wasn't having it.&nbsp; He kept pawing at her body, pulling on her vest.&nbsp; She finally had enough and shoved him off.&nbsp; Aims watched him stumble back a few steps then turned to work her way into another part of the crowd.&nbsp; The shove must have made him made because when his hands landed on her arms again his grip was tight, almost to the point of pain. <br><br>Aims spun, twisting an arm free of his grasp, <strong>"Look fucker, I told you hands off."</strong>&nbsp; She landed a right cross on the frat boy's jaw that had him spitting blood.&nbsp; Her hand stung like hell but she refused to show it.&nbsp; <strong>"You want some more?"</strong> She taunted the pretty boy who obviously hadn't expected a little bitty girl to be able to defend herself.&nbsp; <br></div></div><br><br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://img.360kpop.com/news/2013/06/tumblr_mnuk0cq2m71rcoad1o1_1280.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Augustine "Auggie" Bae<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Second Year | Silver Student <br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Pansexual passing as Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Cheerful and Optimistic<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Around somewhere.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aimee | <strong>Open</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">Auggie was one of those guys that forever seemed to have a shit ton of female friends. A phenomenon made worse by the fact that he no longer played baseball so he didn't have his teammates around to help balance that out. Not that he was complaining. At the very least he had all the cuddles he could stand and always had someone to roll with him to a party. Sure, it made the prospect of graduating from the stupid program he'd been placed in a little more difficult to manage but he had fun at least. Take for example that he'd been swept out of his dorm some time ago by a few of said female friends and made to watch them try on party outfits. It could have been boring, sure, but it hadn't been. Not at all! <br><br>In fact Auggie still wore a stupid grin on his face as he threw himself full swing into the party (http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5u466UQuk1rs97fco1_500.gif), even going so far as to jump up on a table edging the quad that was suspicious at best as far as sturdiness went. Which was why it was no surprise when the thing started to collapse under the weight of himself and the others that had joined him. What was a surprise was him catching sight of his roommate, Aimee, going off on some dude! He was held up just long enough to see her twist away from the guy before he went down in a laughing heap. Unfortunately, Auggie's concern at that point outweighed any amusement so he wasn't laughing. <br><br>"Eyy, Imma be right back!" He called distractedly. Extracting himself from the group carefully, Auggie stumbled free and didn't waste time plowing straight trough to where he'd glimpsed his roomie. Spotting her standing over the idiot douchebag who'd grabbed her he felt an unsettling urge to make sure the guy stayed down but instead focused his attention on Aimee. Twisting his hat around sideways, he slid over to her, appearing with a crooked grin to reach for her hand. <br><br>"Heeeeyyyy there Rocky," he greeted hoping she wouldn't tee off on him too. "Come dance with me?" He asked edging around between her and the frat boy, ignoring the other male entirely as he started to dance with the intent to maneuver her away from Stranger-Danger there. He wasn't afraid of one dude. Despite not being the biggest of guys Auggie could take care of himself--probably as well as Aimee! "Or at least lets get you a drink... or some ice?" </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>25-04-2016, 01:49:06</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247388.msg12265065#msg12265065">Quote from: Kokaine on 23-04-2016, 23:01:51</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Aimee's Post</div><div class="spoiler_body"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&amp;size=l&amp;tid=106180131)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Aimee Ryan<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi-curious<br><strong>Mood:</strong> So ready to not feel a thing<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Entering the Fray<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Classes<br><strong>Tag:</strong> OPEN, it's a party! <br></span><hr><br><br>The beats were pumpin' and the drinks were flowin'.&nbsp; She downed the first one pretty quickly and was sipping the second while she danced.&nbsp; When everyone was just moving around and grooving everything was great.&nbsp; Next thing she knew, someone started grinding up on her ass, pawing at her body.&nbsp; She looked over her shoulder to see yet another frat boy.&nbsp; What the hell?&nbsp; Aims stepped away and he pulled her back.&nbsp; She leaned close to shout in his ear so she could be sure he heard, <strong>"Hands off!"</strong>&nbsp; She stepped away again.&nbsp; <br><br>She put some distance between herself and the frat guy.&nbsp; Another round of getting comfortable, dancing and a few minutes later someone grinding up on her ass.&nbsp; She turned around eyes narrowed this time.&nbsp; Same fucking guy.&nbsp; <strong>"I said no dude.&nbsp; Catch a fucking clue."</strong> <br><br>He grabbed her pulled her close.&nbsp; <strong>"Comon you know you wanna."</strong> He slurred drunkenly.&nbsp; <br><br>Obviously brains were not a prerequisite for this particular fraternity.&nbsp; Why were these asshats even on campus?&nbsp; Didn't they have their own campus parties to ruin? <strong>"No.&nbsp; I don't.&nbsp; Now hands off or I take 'em off."</strong>&nbsp; She made it clear as she could she wasn't having it.&nbsp; He kept pawing at her body, pulling on her vest.&nbsp; She finally had enough and shoved him off.&nbsp; Aims watched him stumble back a few steps then turned to work her way into another part of the crowd.&nbsp; The shove must have made him made because when his hands landed on her arms again his grip was tight, almost to the point of pain. <br><br>Aims spun, twisting an arm free of his grasp, <strong>"Look fucker, I told you hands off."</strong>&nbsp; She landed a right cross on the frat boy's jaw that had him spitting blood.&nbsp; Her hand stung like hell but she refused to show it.&nbsp; <strong>"You want some more?"</strong> She taunted the pretty boy who obviously hadn't expected a little bitty girl to be able to defend herself.&nbsp; <br></div></div><br><br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://img.360kpop.com/news/2013/06/tumblr_mnuk0cq2m71rcoad1o1_1280.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Augustine "Auggie" Bae<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Second Year | Silver Student <br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Pansexual passing as Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Cheerful and Optimistic<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Around somewhere.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aimee | <strong>Open</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">Auggie was one of those guys that forever seemed to have a shit ton of female friends. A phenomenon made worse by the fact that he no longer played baseball so he didn't have his teammates around to help balance that out. Not that he was complaining. At the very least he had all the cuddles he could stand and always had someone to roll with him to a party. Sure, it made the prospect of graduating from the stupid program he'd been placed in a little more difficult to manage but he had fun at least. Take for example that he'd been swept out of his dorm some time ago by a few of said female friends and made to watch them try on party outfits. It could have been boring, sure, but it hadn't been. Not at all! <br><br>In fact Auggie still wore a stupid grin on his face as he threw himself full swing into the party (http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5u466UQuk1rs97fco1_500.gif), even going so far as to jump up on a table edging the quad that was suspicious at best as far as sturdiness went. Which was why it was no surprise when the thing started to collapse under the weight of himself and the others that had joined him. What was a surprise was him catching sight of his roommate, Aimee, going off on some dude! He was held up just long enough to see her twist away from the guy before he went down in a laughing heap. Unfortunately, Auggie's concern at that point outweighed any amusement so he wasn't laughing. <br><br>"Eyy, Imma be right back!" He called distractedly. Extracting himself from the group carefully, Auggie stumbled free and didn't waste time plowing straight trough to where he'd glimpsed his roomie. Spotting her standing over the idiot douchebag who'd grabbed her he felt an unsettling urge to make sure the guy stayed down but instead focused his attention on Aimee. Twisting his hat around sideways, he slid over to her, appearing with a crooked grin to reach for her hand. <br><br>"Heeeeyyyy there Rocky," he greeted hoping she wouldn't tee off on him too. "Come dance with me?" He asked edging around between her and the frat boy, ignoring the other male entirely as he started to dance with the intent to maneuver her away from Stranger-Danger there. He wasn't afraid of one dude. Despite not being the biggest of guys Auggie could take care of himself--probably as well as Aimee! "Or at least lets get you a drink... or some ice?" <br></span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&amp;size=l&amp;tid=106180131)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Aimee Ryan<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi-curious<br><strong>Mood:</strong> So ready to not feel a thing<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Being pulled away from a potential mistake<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Classes<br><strong>Tag:</strong> OPEN, it's a party! <br></span><hr><br>Her father had once been a pretty decent boxer, competed for his University back in Ireland and everything.&nbsp; Aimee, wanting to do everything her big brother did and never letting anyone tell her a girl shouldn't or couldn't do something, had begged her dad to teach her to fight too.&nbsp; He resisted when she was a little tot, caving to pressure from their mother to 'let her be a girl' but once she hit puberty and boys started to notice her?&nbsp; All bets were off.&nbsp; Her dad wanted her to know how to defend herself so he'd taught her a few things.&nbsp; <br><br>Another hand grabbed at her and she got ready to swing again.&nbsp; As soon as she recognized her roomie though her hand uncurled from the fist and she blew out a sigh.&nbsp; She looked past him to the dude just pushing himself up off the ground.&nbsp; <strong>"Yeah, you better get me outta here before I need bail money."</strong>&nbsp; She grinned a big stupid grin.&nbsp; God she'd love to see the face of a cop who showed up if the frat boy wanted to get law involved.&nbsp; Judging by the ruddiness of his face and his two chuckling friends hauling him back that wouldn't be an issue.&nbsp; He'd be too embarrassed because he got decked by a girl.&nbsp; <br><br>She started to dance with Auggie a little and when he mentioned ice looked down at her hand.&nbsp; The knuckles were red and yeah, they ached but she wasn't letting herself think too much about it before.&nbsp; She flexed that hand, made a fist and let it go a few times.&nbsp; <strong>"Yeah, ice.&nbsp; Imma have a wicked bruise tomorrow.&nbsp; His'll be worse though."</strong> She chuckled and started working her way towards the edge of the fray where she hoped to find a cooler or something with iced drinks.&nbsp; <strong>"Thanks for the bailout.&nbsp; Hope it didn't ruin any extracurricular fun."</strong> She wagged her eyebrows at him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>28-04-2016, 03:43:30</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247388.msg12264055#msg12264055">Quote from: Kokaine on 23-04-2016, 15:33:51</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Lina%20Posada/4e94bf96-b0bc-4897-99a7-f7de8fffe665_zps5d28bcbd.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/cc0db25f8d9b19312af262920aa006b5/tumblr_nebab5omqV1qg22hlo1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Monique Santos-Prince | Massimo Re<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Former Gold, Postgrad | Bronze Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 23 | 22<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> "Reformed" | Pansexual<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Not Sure Yet | Fairly Mellow but in good spirits<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Near the edges of the party<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> <strong>Open</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">Monique slid the chain to her car key over her head and let the warm metal nestle in the vee of fitted black vest she'd donned for tonight. The sound of her boots over the quad bricks was all but blotted out by the bone rattling music and her breath eased past glossed lips as she steeled herself against the initial wave of anxiety that always threatened to overwhelm her at things like this. For a few very poignant moments all she wanted to do was turn the hell around and go get back in her car. She was well aware that she could go <em>anywhere</em> else and wouldn't have to face&nbsp; so many bodies pressed close together with the scent of beer and liquor forming a cloudy haze over them. However, Monique had determined long ago that she would not allow herself to runaway or to hide. She refused.<br><br>So there she was, feeling the intense thud of her own heartbeat hammering even louder than the music as she stepped into the quad. Her face was sober, her demeanor screaming something along the lines of "look but don't touch!... or I will fuck your <span class="bbc_u">life</span> up!", but her eyes scanned the mix and mash of gyrating bodies as if she was looking for something... <em>particular</em>.<br><br>"Hey gorgeous."<br><br>That purring rumble sounded along the shell of her ear and drew her to a stop. Irritation flashed briefly in her eyes but only because he'd startled the shit out of her. She should have seen the damn snake and his massive ego coming from a mile away but he'd always had the uncanny ability to sneak up on her. <br><br>"What d'yah want, Messi?" The Bajan blonde stiffened as Massimo moved around her. He was far too close but even he knew better than to cross certain lines after she'd damn near unmanned him his first year at Jamison. She heard him suck his teeth over the nickname she'd given him and resisted the urge to smirk as he stopped in front of her. <br><br>"You know, you're the only person who gets away with that," he pointed out, leading Mo to nod and actually smirk now. <br><br>"Anyway," he continued as if he hadn't seen it, "I just came over to see if you'd finally come to your senses and realized what a catch I am." He flashed her a bit of a grin and grabbed her waist, his motions all coming from in front of her so that while she might not have been able to dodge the unexpected move, she could in fact see it coming. "Thought I'd see if tonight was the night you'd finally give in to your secret feelings for me and let me show you what you've been missing." His gaze dropped down and he whistled, though it was lost to the music. "Especially if it involves you leaving those boots on!" <br><br>Mo blinked in surprise then laughed outright, some of the tension she'd been feeling leaking away just like that. "Yah want tah show me what now?! Boy yah crazy." There wasn't an ounce of sexual tension between them. After they'd been roommates his first year any shouldas, wouldas, or couldas had completely disappeared without being explored. Massimo could be a first class dick when he wanted to be but underneath that veneer was far more than his too pretty face showed. Which was why his hands had remained at her waist--half along the top of her pants and half spilling over onto her skin, true--yet, despite the way he'd grabbed her not a further liberty had been taken. She knew what he was up to and it made her stretch up to plant a kiss on his cheek when anyone else would have been shoved away. <br><br>"That easy to read huh?" He asked, grinning wider. <br><br>"Mmhmm."<br><br>"Ahh, okay then. Guess I'd better go before my rep is ruined." Massimo slid his arms around Monique for a full but brief hug then let her go, noting the way her features had gone all serious and intense again. Heaving a big sigh of mock disappointment the bronze male tucked his hands into the pockets of his trousers and shrugged, a teasing note filling his voice. "I shall save my game for someone who will appreciate it. Find me later if you want though, Gorgeous. I'll save a dance just for you." He offered with a wink, though he knew she wouldn't. At least not on purpose. <br><br>"Game? Yeah, okay, Messi." Monique chuckled and started to slip away from him, her eyes returning to their scan of the crowd as with before. Although now her heart wasn't trying to beat its way out of her rib-cage and her chest didn't feel so tight as it had before. Perhaps the night would go well enough after all.<br></span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://www.mendaily.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/Mila-Kunis-Genlux-Magazine-Photoshoot-2009-01-8.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Jaqueline Silver<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Gold Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 20 almost 21<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> "Reformed Lesbian" Complete lie.<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Tense <br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 8:00 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> Quad near the edges of the Party<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Momo, NPC "boyfriend", NPC "Momo's boyfriend" - <em><strong>open</strong></em></span><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br>Charlie oh that boy was a smooth talker though he spoke trash the majority of the time whenever they ended up in some sort of function that required them to act straight. He was beautiful and had Silver been anything but a lesbian she would have easily hooked up with the gay man ages ago. Add to the fact he was also very gay it made their relationship work. The boy had that I'm straight look with just a slight of gay once you looked down at his shoes. <br><br>Currently, he was bitching at her about some freshman who had stepped on his Kenneth Coles only ten minutes early in his drunken state. Freshman, couldn't hold their liquor and Jackie was all sorts of amused as she heard him go on and on about the shoes. Though they were holding hands and Charlie was all animated about the incident, Jackie just "mmm" and "right" throughout the entire time, her soulful eyes occasionally taking a glance in the general direction of the blond she had been eying for the better part of the last half hour. She had seen her once or twice on campus driving an expensive car. <br><br>Silver was certain she was not part of the program she couldn't have missed that ass on the woman had she been. Gripping Charlie's hand hard as the woman's "partner" joined her. Jacqueline frowned and sighed, clearly she was straight. The level of trust that Jackie required in her partners was high. She desperately needed her secret underwraps at least til she came into her trust fund and could do as she pleased with her life. Biting her lip Charles raised his brow at Jackie and then looked in the general direction she was staring spotting the source of Jackie's attention. <br><br>The man gave an "oh." And proceeded to smirk as he leaned in whispered a secret in Jacqueline's ear. Momo's "partner" was a regular secret lay of Charles. At this news Jackie's eyes light up and she stood up tugging Charlie along with her towards the couple. Charlie didn't need telling twice as he greeted the other man with a handshake acting for all intent and purposes, "straight." Both men walked off saying something about a drink or the other. <br><br>As the two men caught up, Jacqueline held out her hand to Momo with a smirk leaning in so she could hear her over the music. The resident hot DJ one she had already slept with in the past was spinning a song that had the crowd going mental. <strong>"My boyfriend likes <em>your</em> boyfriend."</strong> Being a beard and having one was tough but Jackie made it work out as she pulled back to gaze at Momo's eyes, her eyes now traveled to the blond's full lips before she gave her a soft smile and a cock of her brow. <strong>"I'm Jacqueline Silver, pleasure to meet you."</strong><br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>04-05-2016, 20:03:17</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/WHRT/Domino/Domino6_zpslw7kdf0a.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Domino Rocha<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Second year student | Forever Silver!<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bisexual (prefers women)<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Chill--or trying to be anyway xD<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | Sometime after 7pm<br><strong>Location:</strong> Her room --&gt; Party<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Plaid shirt (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/a0/7e/9b/a07e9b12f0ecd814b2fdeb2b9a214b2b.jpg) (only the top two buttons done), purple bra, baggy black jeans, canvas belt, wheat Timberland boots, hair is hella purple! (http://static1.squarespace.com/static/51536510e4b05ec0eef15f71/51daf463e4b0787b8c78dfba/52813c7ee4b03c032e6b0040/1384201346032/526346_10151751664559086_1887300681_n.jpg), black beanie<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Shane | <strong>Open</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">D had fully been intending to tease the shit out of Shane via text. I mean, she'd made the mistake of getting waaaaay too lit with some fools down the hall and ultimately ending up on her own when they'd started doing boring shit. So after a shower and an orgasm or two when she'd heard her phone go off and found a poke from Shane... well, she hadn't been able to resist. Her intention had only been to generate the proper motivation to actually do more than lay there in a towel since she was generally expected to show at parties like the one being set off in the quad but she was not at all complaining about the results. Having Shane burst into the room breathing heavy had made her laugh. At least until skin hit skin and then it was on.<br><br>How she'd then been prodded into dressing and heading out when all she wanted to do was curl up and doze the fuck off all hella warm and satisfied? The simple answer was Shane. <br><br>It was a problem she knew was brewing and yet, she still hadn't yet managed to keep her damn hands to herself. Didn't want to, if she was being honest. There was no way this could go well and yet she couldn't help the way she felt. So she'd gotten up, dressed, and hustled out to the party because the best way to take ones mind off of shit was to just keep moving. No thinking. No wondering. No wanting shit she couldn't have. Just Domino out and about as usual being Domino.<br><br>Except then Shane had to go and kiss her in public--which would no doubt clue people in if they hadn't suspected already--and nearly turn her into a damn head case. Thankfully Domino was a bit smoother than a lot of girls who fell into the Shane trap. <br><br>Smirking after her bestie, Domino had barely a second before a hand secured itself around her wrist and yanked her forward without warning. Blinking in shock her lips parted to utter an objection but she was tugged into the press of bodies and her path of retreat blocked off instantly. She still wasn't quite sure who it was that had tugged her into the thick of things but with a body (clearly female) pressed to her back and one now in front of her it was just one of those moments when you had to go with the flow because why not?<br><br>The track flipped and though Domino's cheeks warmed she lifted her gaze to the DJ to offer her own cheesy thumbs up while her body got into the swing of things, picking up a rhythm. Of course after playing 'follow that ass' and being groped by a couple femmes for a bit, Domino finally had to excuse herself. Slipping away from the rather interesting pair, she held up a finger and made vague motions about needing a drink in an effort to escape. Though she had to question her own sanity when the freshmen gave her a pointed look and then proceeded to kiss each other as if to make a point about why she should return quickly. <br><br><em>Dear gawd.</em><br><br>The fact that she wasn't at all sure what she was going to do was... well, it was bloody crazy really. <br><br>Wasn't it? <br><br>Skin still humming with over stimulation, Domino managed to find an untainted soda and after moving to a less crowded spot, popped the top. Swiping off her beanie she stuffed it partially into her back pocket for a spell and ran her fingers through her hair. Her thoughts might have running wild in the back of her mind but the purple haired chick was still cruisin' along in chill mode despite it. <br><br>Head bopping to the music, she said what up to a few, nodded at a few others, and even exchanged a few hugs before she felt an odd chill roll down her spine. Finishing her can, she tossed it toward a bin before letting her eyes dart toward the turntables but she didn't see Shane up there and she refused to search the crowd. Something like disappointment started to blossom in the pit of her stomach, trying to penetrate her easy going mood as she assumed her best mate was off doing what she usually did. Which, why shouldn't she, right? But then there she was. Arms around her, lips pressed to her neck, and a giddy feeling rising to overwhelm the shadow of expectations. <br><br>"Sup stranger." Outwardly Domino smirked and pretended to consider the question. "Mmm... maybe. Just a little bit. I'm not all warm anymore." She chuckled as she hinted at her tendency to want to cuddle.<br><br>Turning, her arms lifted to settle casually about Shane's neck, her forehead coming to rest gently against the DJ's. Breathing in she took the moment for herself because she couldn't not do so but that was all. "Anyhow, you had better be careful, love. You might upset your fan club," she warned, aiming for teasing. Though a breath later she took it upon herself to steal a kiss from the other woman's lips before moving to step free of the embrace altogether, her skin tingling now for an entirely different reason.&nbsp; </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>04-05-2016, 21:02:55</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Javi's Post</div><div class="spoiler_body"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/8a/1c/ee/8a1ceef20c04f136d0eee73cfd49bd0f.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Javier Echevarria<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Gold Student<br><strong>Major:</strong> Medicine<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Is Ezra's Challenge for the evening.<br><strong>Time &amp; Date: </strong>09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stumbling into the fray<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Drink station then in the thick of it chasing after Ezra<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>Hover over Spanish words to understand what he's saying in English.</strong><br><strong>Tag:</strong> Ezra, Carmen, and the rest of the party goers -&nbsp; <em><strong></strong></em>open[/b][/i]</span><br><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br>&nbsp;Javi's heavy lids fluttered open, his eyes wide as he cocked his brow at her response. <em>Papi.</em> Was she Latina or what? He gave her a good once over, the heavily intoxicated brain of his was trying to make the fog lift as he pondered that thought. Pulling her in close as her next rhetorical question made him smirk. Oh damn, she was.<br><br><strong>"<acronym title="Yes baby, the closer the better for both of us">Si mami, lo mas juntos lo mejor para los dos.</acronym>"</strong><br><br>Damn right he'd test her Spanish by throwing out the full-on Cuban charm. Javier was an expert at avoiding what American's called, <em>"Whiskey dick."</em> He had a semi forming in his jeans as he pressed her closer. <acronym title="My god">Dios mio</acronym> a woman of this caliber was bound to get him at attention. <br><br>The man with the pretty tiara glued to his espresso curls concentrated enough to move with her. He was doing everything he could to pull out all the stops as intoxicated as he was it was working. At least he thought it was, least he hadn't fallen over and taken her with him. A little more dancing and sweating it off and he would be releasing some of that alcohol from his system soon. <br><br>Lucky for Carmen he was drunk, had he seen what she was getting up to with the tree boy gringo he'd have smacked that stupid, <em><acronym title="face that looked like it was eating shit">cara de commeirda</acronym></em> look from his big ass <em><acronym title="Angelina Jolie">anghelena Hoolie</acronym></em> lips. <br><br>Also, luck was in the stars for his cousin because Ezra was distracting him. All eyes on her, even if he attempted not to get dizzy in the process with the movements around her from other dancers and the lights from Shane's djing and light show. <br><br>Oh shit son, she was moving in for the kill. Javier licked his lips but instead got slapped with a question that made him wonder if Carmen was up to the whole thing. Frowning at the girl. <br><br><strong>"What?!</strong>"<br><br>He leaned back slightly to look into her eyes to see if she was really serious about what she had asked. She finished it off with a nice little bow about not wanting to get into it with <em>"his man."</em> <acronym title="My fucking lord. This school was fucked!">Dios fucking Mio. De pinga this school!</acronym> <strong><acronym title="Bro, this shit would not happen in Cuba.">"Asere, esta meirda no pasa en Cuba."</acronym></strong><br><br><strong>"I'm NOT GAY."</strong><br><br>He frowned and to prove it, the man stopped his dancing because..... coordination. Brought one hand up to mold to the back of her neck, the other hand on her lower back slipped and..... whoops. There was the ass grab as he grunted pulling her in and laid one hell of a kiss on her full delicious lips. <br><br><strong>"Mmmm passionfruit. Does your pussy taste the same?"</strong> He wondered, no filter drunk Javi. <span class="bbc_u">SorryNotSorry Ezra.</span> Feel free to smack him. <br></span></span><br></div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Duke's Post</div><div class="spoiler_body"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/ahighschoolrockstar/images/0/0e/DeanGeyer.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/300?cb=20130412032128)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Jackson "Duke" Grey<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Outsider | Phi Theta Kappa<br><strong>Age:</strong> 21<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Incestual?<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Irritable<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|02|16 7:00-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Up behind Ezra &amp; Tiara Tyke<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Greek Week<br></span><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br><br>His chiseled jaw tensed when he hit the Quad and sniffed the predictably soured mix of vodka and lowered inhibitions. Sexual tensions hung heavy in the air as he passed different couples twined in various stages of inebriation, his gray eyes roving over the crowd with intent. Ezra was here. She'd mentioned something to him in passing, aiming for casual. He knew to read between the lines, there. Not as if the unspoken tension between them was one sided, she just tended to give in far more frequently than he did. Unless you counted that night with the syrup... amongst other sweet, sticky treats. So, her brief text actually read more as an invitation, than direct coordinates to her no doubt wasted whereabouts. <br><br>Elbowing through the crowds more brusquely than the rest of the built, Greek letters roaming about, he had his sights set on one girl and one girl only. The girl, who at the moment, was wrapped up in a caramel embrace, a firm hand pawing at her backside. Jaw ticking in rhythmic pulses, it was fortunate he was close enough to catch that comment about Passionfruit, because you see, it had been an awfully long time since he'd dislocated a kneecap for fresh lip and an even fresher touch, where the step-sister was concerned. <br><br>Crossing to them with a heavy thud, he set a broad hand to Tiara Tyke's chest and gave a firm, warning shove to the sternum, aiming to separate them with force. Sure, he was effectively putting himself at risk for bodily harm given than Ez had always fallen under the assumption that she could take care of herself and was feistier than a rabid feline, but... at least he'd given her the benefit of the doubt and hadn't just hauled off and cold cocked the piece of handsy shit.<br><br><strong>"Talk to her like that again, I'll relocate that jaw. Got it?"</strong><br><br>It was a warning. He'd only get one.<br><br></span></span><br></div></div><br><br><br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/WHRT/Ezra/Ezra_zpsyfont9oi.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Ezra Bardhi<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> First Year | Bronze Student <br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Whatever the fuck she feels like<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Pissed<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Dancing somewhere in the middle of it all <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Javier &amp; Jackson (Duke) </span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">She knew better. She really did. Asking drunk males questions that required more than a one word answer always led to trouble. Always! <br><br>She honestly hadn't been fishing for a particular answer. She might have been teasing him a little--it was so hard to tell with Ezra--and ok, so she might have been more than a little amused at his huffing and puffing after her question but damn! Tongue down her throat hadn't been what she was going for. Even if she did usually like the aggressive types. Had he played it a little better she might have let him use that admittedly wicked tongue to find out for himself what her pussy tasted like but she had some standards dammit!<br><br>The moment his hand had slipped down to grab her ass she'd objected but his lips had made the landing and the sinful taste of heat beneath the liquor and yearning for someone else had made her hesitate long enough for Javi to prove his point. As he pulled back to utter his crude ass question, Ezra pushed against his chest fully intending to slap the gods damned taste out of his mouth but while she was indeed plenty strong enough to get free on her own she found another hand had joined hers in pushing the cocky Cuban back. <br><br>Irritation flashed in her dark gaze and her lips parted to let loose a stream of scathing Arabic aimed at both males. Her temper might have been Latin but she didn't actually speak much Spanish despite understanding it perfectly well. <br><br>Pointing at Javi she half growled, "If that was supposed to convince me you're not gay, you failed. Maybe don't lead off with going straight for my ass. Just a thought." She gave him a clearly patronizing smile of pity that dropped away as suddenly as it had appeared. "Also, your sloppy ass technique needs work."<br><br>"And you!" She whirled on Duke and actually shoved him, though it was likely she that felt the force of it more than he did. "I didn't ask for your damn help. I can take care of my fucking self!" She yelled, suddenly even more angry with him now that it had actually hit that he was really here. Fuck. Taking in the familiar sight of those eyes, that jaw, those shoulders... Ezra felt her fist ball up and before she knew it she was swinging out to hit him. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>04-05-2016, 23:56:24</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mica's post</div><div class="spoiler_body"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/14600000/Complex-Photoshoot-lyndsy-fonseca-14622416-630-420.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Micaela 'Mica' Albanese<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Gold Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 21 1/2<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight as an arrow.. now. <br><strong>Mood:</strong> Grumbly<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Sulking with a Red Solo Cup<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> <strong>Open - Royce</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font"><br><br>It had been seven and a half months. One of their longest separations, to date. To be fair, though, Royce had brought this one entirely upon himself. It's not as if that Cheerleader just slipped and fell into his lap on top of his dick. She didn't have time for games. He knew that. And, even if she'd been entirely mistaken about what little Miss No Drawers had been up to with her arms wrapped around his thick neck and her raging libido whetting his appetite, she didn't exactly have the best hold on her temper. She saw pulsing red. His face saw the backside of that silver ring. End of story.<br><br>Having arrived late owing to a KO fight down in the seedy underbelly of the Miner's district.. what? It existed... She was still nursing a bandaged knick to her brow, thankful it had <em>finally</em>&nbsp; stopped bleeding long enough to put on a simple black top and even simpler jeans. She was a no frill kind of girl, least of all in how she handled her business. And, right now? Royce was her business. The Beast was on the prowl, that roguish grin of his melting panties and trembling knees in a four foot radius all around him. <br><br>No. NO. They weren't an item anymore. He was free to appreciate whatever vapid airhead came tipsily tottering his way. Then again, she didn't really have a tight enough tether on her anger issues to keep from lashing out and 'accidentally' knocking whatever liquid luck the interested girl was hoping to imbibe, all over her top with a smack of her hand. The chick made a disgusted sound and leveled what she <em>thought</em>&nbsp; was a formidable glare. All rectified quickly when Mica met her with those electric blue eyes, her jaw set in stone. There was no steadfast rule about hitting women when you had a vagina of your own. Scared? She should be. She'd knocked out men twice her size within the first few rounds of her more recent MMA tournies. A few tentative steps back, and she was gone.<br><br>Rounding on the gargantuan man, she let her vivid eyes slip to the bulge nestled between his pectorals, arms folded across her chest. She had an inkling of what it was, but jealous rage or not, she wasn't quite ready to admit defeat and come crawling back. It just wasn't in her nature. <br><br><strong>"Blue balls again, I'm afraid."<br></strong></span></div></div><br><br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(http://60.media.tumblr.com/42b0a5b900fc00dd8dcd896dcf66f354/tumblr_nu08fd8rBM1u5a1q6o1_500.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> <del>Loick</del> Royce O'Rourke<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Gold Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 22<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> "Reformed" (heteroflexible)<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Aiming for party-mode activation!<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Headed to the bar<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mica | <strong>Open</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">Accidents did tend to happen at parties. Accidents of all sorts. Spilled drinks, busted lips, broken tables, girls slipping and falling on your dick... *cough* Ok, maybe not that last but hell, shit happened sometimes that could be taken all sorts of ways! The point was that had somebody bumped into the poor girl in front of him and caused her to spill her drink he'd have just shrugged it off as one of those unfortunate things and maybe tried to use it as an opening to get her out of her shirt or something. But this... this had been no accident.<br><br>"And here I didn't think you cared what color my balls were anymore." Royce commented casually as he frowned after the fleeing girl--yeah, she was running away, no two ways about it. Which effectively cooled whatever interest he'd been nursing. Royce liked his women with fire. Unfortunately.<br><br>Feeling his ex's gaze on him and the ring that suddenly weighed a ton around his neck, he rolled his massive shoulders and straightened his spine. It was almost as if he were attempting to steel himself against what was coming though he'd never say such a thing. After a moment he turned, downing the rest of his beer and stacking the cups together. The pair were tossed in the vicinity of a trash can but he didn't watch to see if they made it. No, instead his blue eyes had now shifted to fall upon the woman who <em>should</em> have been dragging him off somewhere to ride him into post fight exhaustion but who instead was wasting her time playing petty games. He'd have said that sort of shit wasn't her style but it was. When she got jealous she was no better than he was... which of course was part of the problem. Feeling ignored he'd gone for a little attention for some sweet little groupie some seven or so months ago and had ended up getting his ring tossed back in his face. He'd let her go, thinking he'd burn off her mad a little later but things hadn't worked out like that. <br><br>"I thought you didn't have time for games?" He asked, taking a step toward her. Looming. Anyone else he might have thought he could intimidate with sheer size but not Mica. He knew better on that front and so didn't even try. Though that didn't mean it wasn't clear he wasn't a fan of her little bullying display. Truth was, if he had seen it coming he'd have stopped her from bothering with that shit. <br><br>"Have you changed your mind, Meeks?" His deepening rumble didn't quite match the curl of his lips as inwardly he noted the cut above her eye and had to mentally drown out the caveman part of him making noises about people putting their hands on what was <em>his</em>. Still, for both their sakes he kept his hands to himself, crossing his arms over his chest to mirror her stance.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kokaine</strong> on <strong>05-05-2016, 01:29:38</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Aimee's post</div><div class="spoiler_body"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&amp;size=l&amp;tid=106180131)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Aimee Ryan<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi-curious<br><strong>Mood:</strong> So ready to not feel a thing<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Being pulled away from a potential mistake<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Classes<br><strong>Tag:</strong> OPEN, it's a party! <br></span><hr><br>Her father had once been a pretty decent boxer, competed for his University back in Ireland and everything.&nbsp; Aimee, wanting to do everything her big brother did and never letting anyone tell her a girl shouldn't or couldn't do something, had begged her dad to teach her to fight too.&nbsp; He resisted when she was a little tot, caving to pressure from their mother to 'let her be a girl' but once she hit puberty and boys started to notice her?&nbsp; All bets were off.&nbsp; Her dad wanted her to know how to defend herself so he'd taught her a few things.&nbsp; <br><br>Another hand grabbed at her and she got ready to swing again.&nbsp; As soon as she recognized her roomie though her hand uncurled from the fist and she blew out a sigh.&nbsp; She looked past him to the dude just pushing himself up off the ground.&nbsp; <strong>"Yeah, you better get me outta here before I need bail money."</strong>&nbsp; She grinned a big stupid grin.&nbsp; God she'd love to see the face of a cop who showed up if the frat boy wanted to get law involved.&nbsp; Judging by the ruddiness of his face and his two chuckling friends hauling him back that wouldn't be an issue.&nbsp; He'd be too embarrassed because he got decked by a girl.&nbsp; <br><br>She started to dance with Auggie a little and when he mentioned ice looked down at her hand.&nbsp; The knuckles were red and yeah, they ached but she wasn't letting herself think too much about it before.&nbsp; She flexed that hand, made a fist and let it go a few times.&nbsp; <strong>"Yeah, ice.&nbsp; Imma have a wicked bruise tomorrow.&nbsp; His'll be worse though."</strong> She chuckled and started working her way towards the edge of the fray where she hoped to find a cooler or something with iced drinks.&nbsp; <strong>"Thanks for the bailout.&nbsp; Hope it didn't ruin any extracurricular fun."</strong> She wagged her eyebrows at him. <br></div></div><br><br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://img.360kpop.com/news/2013/06/tumblr_mnuk0cq2m71rcoad1o1_1280.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Augustine "Auggie" Bae<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Second Year | Silver Student <br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Pansexual passing as Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Goofy<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Around somewhere.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aimee | <strong>Open</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">There was relief when Aimee didn't simply opt to swing on him too and instead seemed receptive to his good intentions. Not that he thought she would purposely be violent with him but sometimes when one thing set you off it was easy for that to carry over to the next person as well. That didn't seem to be an issue though as he saw her grin and join into the spirit of things when he inched them away from the dumbass who'd gotten what he deserved.<br><br>"Oh I have no doubt about that," Auggie snickered as Aimee flexed her fist and spoke of her handy work. "Serves him right though. Maybe he'll remember to do better when he has to look in the mirror and see the reminder." He winced slightly just thinking about it. He knew what it was to have a physical reminder of lessons learned, though in this case he was right, dude had earned his punishment. <br><br>Edging around the various bodies in search of some useable ice, or else a cold can, Auggie shoved away the old mess and trailed just behind his roomie. Though he heard her comment it took a second for the words to clearly penetrate to his brain and the usually cheerful Asian shook his head. "No prob. Anytime." He chimed, meaning it sincerely. They might not know each other super well outside of having learned both of them were cool with clothing being optional but that was just Auggie's way. Good people were good people ya know. "And nah, nothing serious was happening. I mean, I helped to break a table right about the time I happened to spot you but I think that was about as exciting as it was going to get." <br><br>The kid shrugged as he rocked along with the music then frowned slightly, thinking about it some. "Well, that is unless they're like still over there heaped up on the..." His words trailed off and his eyes widened as the mental image he got far exceeded what was likely to be the reality. There was no way. None of the people he'd been groovin' with had been drunk enough for all <em>that</em>. Right? <br><br>Clearing his throat, Auggie rubbed a hand against the back of his neck and decided to simply stop talking--and thinking--before he suggested anything else silly. Scanning the ground he spotted a cooler and nudged Aimee gently to get her to change direction and follow, his body brushing against hers briefly as he slipped past her. "Over here."<br><br>Squatting down he popped the lid on the cooler to find a stash of the cheapest beer likely ever made but it was on ice at least. Glancing around he didn't really see anything he could put some ice in that would work for holding it on her knuckles so after a moment he sacrificed his shirt to the cause, pulling it over his head and knocking his hat off in the process. Filling it with a good amount of ice he rolled it up and held it up to her with a grin. "Here. That should work, yeah?" </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Emjay</strong> on <strong>09-05-2016, 19:53:42</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/a5/6d/27/a56d27d0b260afa103cc1d13b32ae465.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Devin Siran Zaharia<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Sophomore | Silver<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Proudly Pansexual<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Awkward as hell<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://www.polyvore.com/devin_at_bts_party/set?id=196689737) (w/ jean jacket open)<br><strong>Date|Location:</strong> Sept. 28th | 7 PM - ? | Milling about the party<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Shane &amp; Domino | <strong>Open</strong><br><hr>Being the wallflower was so not her thing but even after a month of being at this school she knew next to no one. Her roommate was a giant bear of a human being but nice enough. Still he had been at the school much longer than she had and she had a feeling she may have weirded him out more than a few times. Devin had a tendency to be a bit "full on" and those that didn't know her well may find her personality disconcerting. That did not stop her from attending the party. Everyone was going, or so she had been told by one of her classmates. Observing the large crowd she could see that for once her classmate had not been exaggerating. She saw a few faces she recognized but no one that she knew very well. <br><br>At the very least she could find something to drink. Her search for some form of refreshment lead her near the turntables. There were two girls, one was the girl who had been DJing not too long ago and the other had ridiculously bright purple hair, "I like the hair. So where are the dri-"<br><br>The two shared a kiss and Devin felt like she was completely interrupting their little moment. Yeah she felt even more awkward than she had before. Speaking more to herself than anyone else she whispered, "Don't mind me. Just going to keep searching." <br><br>She discreetly began to walk away, sincerely hoping that they were lost enough in their own world to take no notice of her.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Emjay</strong> on <strong>09-05-2016, 21:25:16</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/aa/d8/f8/aad8f8dac698c08493f3fda0444b6067.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Anaïs del Castillo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246517.msg12279241#msg12279241)<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Senior | Silver<br><strong>Age:</strong> 22<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bicurious<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Bored<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> This (http://www.polyvore.com/ana%C3%AFs_at_bts_party/set?id=197950715)</div></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td><div align="center">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/13/f3/2d/13f32dfd4ebf824cf7a2fdb0fed2d548.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> NPC<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> ?<br><strong>Age:</strong> ?<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> ?<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Bold<br></div></td></tr></tbody></table><hr><div align="center"><strong>Date|Location:</strong> Sept. 28th | 7 PM - ? | At the edge of the party<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Massimo, Tomàs (NPC) | <strong>Open</strong><hr></div></div>Massimo Re was taking his sweet ass time, as usual. She had arrived at the party and he was nowhere in sight. She hadn't really wanted to come. This was officially her fourth Back to School Party. The alcohol was never any good and it was just the same group of people she saw everyday, with a few confused freshman and transfer students thrown in for good measure. The sad thing was, there wasn't much else to do. Not when they were all trapped in Jamison's hallowed halls. Plus as annoying as he could be, Massimo's commentary brightened up even the most drab of events.<br><br>She was in the midst of sending him a text (something along the lines of inviting someone somewhere only to be late as hell) when someone approached her. It wasn't Massimo or anyone else she knew but a new face she hadn't seen around, "So what's a tía buena<sup>1</sup> like you doing by herself at a party?"<br><br>She studied him more closely. Yup she had no clue who he was but somehow he knew that she spoke Spanish, "How did you know that I speak Spanish?"<br><br>The boy smiled as if his question was a sign of acceptance, "Sevillano<sup>2</sup> right?"<br><br>Her brow furrowed, so he not only knew that she spoke Spanish but also knew that she was from Seville, "Si, Sevillano but that doesn't answer my question."<br><br>The boy just shrugged, "I asked around. I've seen you around school."<br><br>Anaïs scoffed, "Well I've never seen you around before."<br><br>That elicited a laugh, "Maybe you just never paid attention. I'm Tomàs, by the way."<br><br>"Ah, Tomàs." The next bit was spoken in Spanish, "Are you from Spain, too?"<br><br>The boy responded perfectly although his accent was clearly not from Spain, "No, my family is from Venezuela."<br><br>And yet he had been using slang from Spain, "I've never been to Latin America but I've always wanted to go."<br><br>"Same here." There was a moment of silence before he responded again, "So in all seriousness, are you just hanging around on your own?"<br><br>Anaïs shook her head, "Nah, I'm waiting on someone."<br><br>Tomàs's questions were somewhat invasive, not to mention how much he knew about her. It was more than a little weird although he could have simply asked someone she knew around school but that was something that would have required him to pay attention. She would rather end the conversation and save herself the trouble of having to answer anymore questions or be unnecessarily polite, "I appreciate the effort, Tomàs but I would prefer it if you just left me alone."<br><br>There was no point in beating around the bush and Anaïs had never been one for mincing words.<br><hr><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">1 - Spanish slang for 'hot chick'/'knockout'<br>2 - Someone form Seville, Spain</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lyron</strong> on <strong>15-05-2016, 20:24:50</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff7/HaruTokushima/Realistic%20Chars/evin/a04bc633-8c89-49e7-9b30-294860f08194_zps39dx8qwb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Tanner Ward<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> 1st year bronze<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Gay<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Mildly aroused yet hardly entertained<br><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong> 09|28|16 7PM - ??<br><strong>Location:</strong> Dancing somewhere in the crowd<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> NPC guy, Open<br><hr><br>These next several months were going to be the worst. <br><br>Oh well. Unlike a lot of the other hapless souls in this program, at least Tanner could say his stay wouldn't last for more than a year. His father was angry and unfairly punishing him, but eventually he would let go of this grudge, and Tanner wouldn't ever have to come back. All he had to do in the meantime was survive his time here, which might not be entirely difficult. Almost a surprise, really, that any place in Virginia could have so many beautiful people. And they knew how to party.<br><br>Tanner was somewhere in the thick of the crowd, casually moving his body to the music as his blue eyes idly swept over his surroundings. He ignored the occasions when a guy became a little too grabby with an unamused girl. Getting involved in someone else's problems held no appeal to him, not unless doing so proved to be beneficial. And they were in no way affecting him.<br><br>A hand snaking up his American Eagle t-shirt reminded him that he wasn't alone. Fingers grazed the abs he had underneath, climbing still. The guy they belonged to bowed his heard to improve his chances of being heard, and maybe to be closer. "You look hot. Why don't you take your shirt off?"<br><br>Instead of rolling his eyes like he wanted to, Tanner maintained a smirk, with a pinch of cockiness. "No way. When this comes off, it will be for your eyes only." Not really. They already fooled around once. Of course, that in itself was not a bad thing, but the guy wasn't exactly good the first time. A bit of a shame, too, if only because he was someone different. Tall and leanly built with some muscle. He told Tanner he had been an eagle scout, and he fit that image pretty well. If he hadn't sworn to being only a top, Tanner might have considered giving him a second chance.<br><br>His eyes told Tanner that he liked the sound of that. He almost reminded him of a puppy, miserable when he had been abandoned at this school, then given hope when Tanner found him. He was still new to the gay world, practically a virgin. "Sorry, I just can't wait to tear these clothes off you."<br><br>His attempts at flirting were sweet, maybe, but they weren't winning him any brownie points, either. Tanner chuckled, grabbing his hand. "Not yet, you. Let's stay. This energy is fantastic, and the night's still young." To go with his words, he put a little more effort in the way he moved. In hindsight, he probably should have shot him down before they started dancing, and stopped leading him on, but what could he say? The guy had been the first to approach him, and Tanner enjoyed the touches, the attention. He couldn't deny that. It was kind of hard to hide.<br><br>Fortunately, the guy agreed to staying around. Tanner turned around under the arm and let go, feeling its hand fall gently on his shoulder as a bulge pressed lightly against his jeans-clad butt. If only he knew how to use what he was working with. Tanner would need to end this soon, so he kept an eye out, waiting for that moment to present itself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ink Slinger</strong> on <strong>16-05-2016, 16:35:12</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Auggie's Post</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247388.msg12295052#msg12295052">Quote from: Kokaine on 05-05-2016, 01:29:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://img.360kpop.com/news/2013/06/tumblr_mnuk0cq2m71rcoad1o1_1280.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: courier new;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Augustine "Auggie" Bae<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Second Year | Silver Student <br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Pansexual passing as Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Goofy<br><strong>Date | Time:</strong> September 28th | 7PM - Whenever<br><strong>Location:</strong> Around somewhere.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aimee | <strong>Open</strong></span><hr><span style="font-family: palatino linotype;" class="bbc_font">There was relief when Aimee didn't simply opt to swing on him too and instead seemed receptive to his good intentions. Not that he thought she would purposely be violent with him but sometimes when one thing set you off it was easy for that to carry over to the next person as well. That didn't seem to be an issue though as he saw her grin and join into the spirit of things when he inched them away from the dumbass who'd gotten what he deserved.<br><br>"Oh I have no doubt about that," Auggie snickered as Aimee flexed her fist and spoke of her handy work. "Serves him right though. Maybe he'll remember to do better when he has to look in the mirror and see the reminder." He winced slightly just thinking about it. He knew what it was to have a physical reminder of lessons learned, though in this case he was right, dude had earned his punishment. <br><br>Edging around the various bodies in search of some useable ice, or else a cold can, Auggie shoved away the old mess and trailed just behind his roomie. Though he heard her comment it took a second for the words to clearly penetrate to his brain and the usually cheerful Asian shook his head. "No prob. Anytime." He chimed, meaning it sincerely. They might not know each other super well outside of having learned both of them were cool with clothing being optional but that was just Auggie's way. Good people were good people ya know. "And nah, nothing serious was happening. I mean, I helped to break a table right about the time I happened to spot you but I think that was about as exciting as it was going to get." <br><br>The kid shrugged as he rocked along with the music then frowned slightly, thinking about it some. "Well, that is unless they're like still over there heaped up on the..." His words trailed off and his eyes widened as the mental image he got far exceeded what was likely to be the reality. There was no way. None of the people he'd been groovin' with had been drunk enough for all <em>that</em>. Right? <br><br>Clearing his throat, Auggie rubbed a hand against the back of his neck and decided to simply stop talking--and thinking--before he suggested anything else silly. Scanning the ground he spotted a cooler and nudged Aimee gently to get her to change direction and follow, his body brushing against hers briefly as he slipped past her. "Over here."<br><br>Squatting down he popped the lid on the cooler to find a stash of the cheapest beer likely ever made but it was on ice at least. Glancing around he didn't really see anything he could put some ice in that would work for holding it on her knuckles so after a moment he sacrificed his shirt to the cause, pulling it over his head and knocking his hat off in the process. Filling it with a good amount of ice he rolled it up and held it up to her with a grin. "Here. That should work, yeah?" <br></span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&amp;size=l&amp;tid=106180131)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Aimee Ryan<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi-curious<br><strong>Mood:</strong> So ready to not feel a thing<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|28|16 7PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Looking for ice<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> a potential mistake<br><strong>Tag:</strong> OPEN, it's a party! <br></span><hr><br>This is why it was good idea to befriend your roomie.&nbsp; You had someone to bail you out before you could do something truly stupid.&nbsp; Like lay a beat down on a drunk, handsy frat guy who didn't know the meaning of the word no.&nbsp; Probably hadn't heard it before in his life.&nbsp; She rolled her eyes.&nbsp; "I hope it's a freaking reminder." Idiot.&nbsp; Her hand started to throb.&nbsp; Everything moved and flexed so she was pretty sure nothing was broken.&nbsp; "And hey, thanks for jumping in before it went from self defense to assault and battery." She was lucky he spotted her.&nbsp; <br><br>He grabbed ice and she grabbed beer, with her good hand of course.&nbsp; She popped the top and took a sip while she let Auggie put the ice against her hand.&nbsp; "At least you know where to go to get your shirt back."&nbsp; She laughed softly.&nbsp; Yeah, the anger faded quickly.&nbsp; How could it not with someone like her roommate around? He seemed to be just taking the whole night in stride.&nbsp; "Oh hey, your hat..." She bent down and snagged it, transferring the beer to her hand now wrapped his his shirt and ice.&nbsp; Aims did the honors of popping the hat back on his head.&nbsp; <br><br>"Lookin' good Auggie." She nodded and winked at him.&nbsp; "I think maybe I'm gonna just head back to the room.&nbsp; Get out there and have some fun for both of us!" Someone should at least have a good time at the party between the two of them.&nbsp; And hey, without a shirt she was sure he could find some extra <em>fun</em> to be had.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>24-05-2016, 06:43:17</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Back To School Pahr-Tay</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/8a/1c/ee/8a1ceef20c04f136d0eee73cfd49bd0f.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Javier Echevarria<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> Gold Student<br><strong>Major:</strong> Medicine<br><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Is Ezra's Challenge for the evening.<br><strong>Time &amp; Date: </strong>09|28|16 7:00PM-???<br><strong>Location:</strong> Stumbling into the fray<br><strong>Coming From:</strong> Drink station then in the thick of it chasing after Ezra<br><strong>Notes:</strong> <strong>Hover over Spanish words to understand what he's saying in English.</strong><br><strong>Tag:</strong> Ezra, Duke, Tanner, and the rest of the party goers -&nbsp; <em><strong></strong></em>open[/b][/i]</span><br><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br><br>Ezra caught him off guard when she shoved him slightly by the chest. The man raised his brow too drunk to noticed just how much he pissed her off. But the string of curse words were enough to stop him short. Opening his mouth to apologize <strong>"I'm soor...."</strong><br><br>His words were cut short by a rougher shove, already off balance at best the guy went tumbling over onto his back, his arm landing awkwardly which made him have a nice cut on the side of it. Of course he was too drunk to notice, only chuckling up at the big GI-Joe looking guy who was clearly Ezra's boyfriend. Shrugging he stood up on shaky legs and shrugged at the two of them. <br><br><strong>"Oye cabron she wanted to dance too you know? Two can play at this game." </strong><br><br>He slurred at the couple swaying where he stood as he now stumbled away from the both of them. If Javier were to remember this evening he'd definitely being staying clear away from Ezra and her weirdo looking boyfriend. Freaks this whole damn school was full of them. Man he missed Miami. <br><br>So he turned to find something else to do or maybe locate his dorm room he was pretty much done with this nonsense, Carmen was no where in sight and this party was starting to take a turn for the worse in his opinion people needed to lighten the hell up. <br><br>Unlucky for him, Javier not looking where he was going, arm bleeding slightly stumbled right into <strong>Tanner</strong> and company. <strong>"Dios mio que pinga! Sorry bro!"</strong> Down he went once more because of the impact, this time it was right up against a tree, so what did Javi do with his tiara? He leaned against the tree and shrugged not caring anymore, figuring he'd catch a few winks of sleep before he'd try to walk again and find his dorm room. <br></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>24-05-2016, 07:05:32</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><em>I Just Had Sex Whilst you all Pahr-tey</em></strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://49.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcx9e0Gr541r0yw29o4_250.gif)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Name:</strong> Shane Harris<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> 3rd Yr Bronze Student<br><strong>Age:</strong> 21<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Androgenus<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> Lesbian<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Satisfied and in a rush <br><strong>Time &amp; Date:</strong> 09|28|16 7PM - ??<br><strong>Location</strong>: University Forum Quad (dj booth)<br><strong>Music playing now: </strong> Click I just had sex. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQlIhraqL7o)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Domino, rest of the party goers -&nbsp; <em><strong>open</strong></em></span></span><br><br><hr>Shane's reaction to Domino's response made her tense up. Deathly allergic to cuddling yet she was cool with doing it with Domino. She had spent the better part of the last month doing so whenever Domino requested it. At first Domino just crawled into her bed and stayed there, Shane didn't make the other woman get lost. But she did pull a shifty eyes look glancing at who all was around enough to hear what Domino had to say. Her reputation was important to her. <br><br>Not to mention that she still hadn't told Domino about Felicite shit was about to hit the fan soon enough she was certain and both students hadn't had that famous "talk." <br><br>All thoughts out the window when Domino turned around in her arms to rest her forehead against hers. Shane breathed her in gazing down at her lips licking her lips in response and shrugging. <strong>"Has that ever bothered me?"</strong><br><br>If the Shane Harris fan club didn't know her by now they truly were not her fan. Of course this amount of intimacy was unheard off even for Shane. So she went to walk back with Domino to find a quiet spot for some much needed making out until Domino provided a chaste kiss to her lips. Shane groaned against the other woman's lips and sighed out. <br><br>Her hand gliding down Domino's she gripped it in hers and she now tugged her along to get her to a more private area of the quad. Finding a spot somewhat behind the dj booth but anywhere near the hot mess that was Carmen and Bradley. Turning on the spot she leaned up against a wall and pulled Domino into her arms, legs wide open and arms welcoming as she smirked at her beautiful best friend. <br><br>Her lips found hers in a heated kiss and before they both knew it things were getting beyond heated. Shane paused for a second her hands on the small of Domino's back as she gaze into her eyes, <strong>"What am I gonna do with you?"</strong><br><br>Maybe attempting to talk about things was better in public. It wasn't like Domino could change the subject by getting naked to distract Shane so she pressed. <br><br><strong>"What are we doing? What does us mean now?"</strong><br>&nbsp;[/size][/font][/color]
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				Title: <strong>Re: We have Rights Too / University Forum Quad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mxyzptlk</strong> on <strong>15-12-2020, 02:44:09</strong>
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				<hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>that’s the moral of the <em> STORY</em> babe.</strong></span></span></div><hr><div class="floatright">(http://files.jcink.net/uploads/schizophrenia//DA8FDB27_3136_49CE_A8C9_4FDFC0287821.jpeg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name: </strong> Andrea Bellows<br><strong>Sorting:</strong> post graduate<br><strong>Age:</strong> 25<br><strong>Orientation:</strong> lesbian<br><strong>Mood:</strong> stressed with finals<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 09|02|2020 7:00 PM<br><strong>Location:</strong> University Quad, under a large Oak tree<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> ace cavilli ( @skye )- <em><strong>closed</strong></em></span><br><hr><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><br>this was it, andy was in the home stretch. this was her last year and second to last semester. when this was over she could officially sit for the board exam. the young future lawyer was in her element but currently she was freaking out about her exam. she hated testing, it was a useless thing a measure to how well a student did. she felt that applying what you’ve learned and homework assignments was enough. unfortunately that’s not how it worked in this system. her intelligence at times had a way of over powering her mind during exams and she would second guess the question or not read it correctly. but she had made it this far snd damn if she wasn’t going to finish this through the end. <br><br>so there she was about to sit under the large oak tree, earbuds in her hand ready to listen to music as she took mock exams over abs over again. and as she turned her back to the south side to face the tree and sit. someone bumped into her abs nearly knocked her on her ass. now andy wasn’t the type to dwell or be a dick but she was stressed out so she turned around and snapped, “watch where you’re going.” she growled then the words got stuck in her throat. her expression changing from an annoyed frown to a surprised and really in shock look. she never thought in a million years this would happen. even if she did go through this exact scenario in her head many times. what would she say to her. what she would ask. if she’d be hostile. indifferent. or a simp for the woman before her. <br><br>“ace..”<br><br>was her reply, her voice shook slightly but she congratulated herself with the emotionless tone she conveyed with that one word. the she arched her brow in question, “what are you doing here?”<br></span></span>
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