Super Events
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				Title: <strong>Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>15-03-2019, 16:27:31</strong>
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				Events will happen in here.<br><br>First even will begin on Sunday 17th (real life date)<br><br>Event:PARTY
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>18-03-2019, 21:58:06</strong>
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				When throwing an event for a bunch of superheroes who just got excepted into the top school for supers, it naturally follows that the event following has to be on super level.&nbsp; It's 10pm and things are just getting started. A walk way of florescent night flowers lightseach flower in a painted if pot light the way from the dorms back towards the school. Past the course then into a neighbouring field which contains a colossal tent. Throbbing music echoes in the silence and the new students approach.&nbsp; The group walk forwards and open the tent flap.<br><br>Tens or hundreds of bodies roam inside the tent, there's glow sticks and strobe lights. Mist machines and bubbles pollute the air within. Two men on the door stamp each student's hand and pass out a small real of tickets each. Once inside the students will see dance cages, a DJ booming out some heavy tracks, a massive bar against one side (and yes the tickets are for buying drinks, be responsible or not) women in skimpy outfits and half topless men roam around with trays of free shots luminescent in the dark. An announcement rings out from the booth.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>"Ladies and Gents, here they are! This year's student class!"</strong></div> the group in the doorway are suddenly flooded with a spot light as a cheer deafens the onlookers. <strong>"Alright, Alright this is the super party of the year and it is time to dance!"</strong> the DJ tells the crowd. Hitting the mixed tapes and getting the tunes flowing!<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Vixen</strong> on <strong>20-03-2019, 21:21:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d3/Jubxmen.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Akiko Mizuchi<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Arc Angel<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0224/5971/products/dress-irresistible-black-mini-dress-restocked-1.jpg?v=1508811975) (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0224/5971/products/dress-irresistible-black-mini-dress-restocked-2.jpg?v=1508811975)&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0224/5971/products/dress-irresistible-black-mini-dress-restocked-3.jpg?v=1508811976)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div></div><br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Party<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Shakin' the money maker &amp; Cuttin loose<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Anyone watching; Midnight Angel mentioned; Umbra mentioned;&nbsp; Ghost mentioned but name not known;<br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> Feel Good/Booty Shakin' music <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">SHAKE IT BABY!</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KRKMTgifqR8 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KRKMTgifqR8)</div></div><br><hr><br>Akiko was looking forward to this all day when she heard there would be a party to help everyone unwind as well as properly celebrate passing the course. At first she considered bringing her suit along with her but didn't feel like having to dance in it not that it wouldn't have been able to flow as well as her body but because she wanted to look cute and her exo-suit while great for combat...well..it didn't hug her curves as well as her LBD. After talking and meeting some people she was soon going to be working with Akiko got wind that a party was going to be kicking as a celebration for those that passed the course. If there was one thing AKiko didn't need to be taught it was how to party! In fact it should be considered her super power! Taking the time to make sure she looked her best Akiko showered and chatted with Cassidy promising to keep her ear piece in for moral support of course. Cassidy did bring up that a hero should be ready at all times...So on the off chance that something happened Akiko took a tracker out and after talking to Cassidy for a bit she managed to attach a tiny camera to it and link it to her suit's navigation systems, which also gave Cassidy access in case Akiko was about to do something stupid. Finishing getting ready she looked at herself in the mirror smoothing out her dress. The little black dress hugged her curves tightly really showing off her breasts, hips and ass. Feeling sexy in her boots Akiko wondered if not wearing anything else under her dress was a bad idea or not.<br><br><em>Weeeell looks like I'm going commando tonight</em><br><br>"Hey! Did you hear me? You better listen to me tonight! Because if there is going to be Tequila there...girl you're gonna be gettin into everyone's pants. That shit fucks you up." &nbsp;Cassidy mumbled through a mouthful of ramen.&nbsp; <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Cassidy</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/colony/images/c/c6/Jessica_Parker_Kennedy.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20170217102140)</div></div><br>"Ok first of all, stop acting like I'M the hoe here Miss Two in the hands 1 in the mouth at the graduation party, that was my FIRST time drinking the stuff AND I pre-gamed pretty fucking hard because I just got dumpe-" <br><br>"AND you found your peace shoving your tongue so far down Kirsten Hart's throat you turned that bitch into a lesbian after she had you that night. And why you gotta bring up old shit you whore? We are talking about your hoe moments not mine!! Besides we both know WHY you are going to be wearing LBD tonight or should I say WHO you are wearing it for?" <br><br>"Shut up! I just wanna look cute." Akiko tried and failed to suppress a smile adding, "And if it so happens I bump into Midnight well....A girl can't help it if she looks GOOD in EVERYTHING damn!" <br><br>"Five bucks says you chicken out or make a fool of yourself! You chickened out talking to her after you finished your run. So I say you ain't gots the LADY BAWLZ to not mess up your first meeting with her!!!" Cassidy shouted as she slammed a hand with a five dollar bill in it onto her desk. <br><br>"Oh you are so on bitch! I will take that five dollars of yours and raise you to twenty AND a mani-pedi! I don't take no lip from no engineer BEEYOTCH!" Akiko said laughing. <br><br>Cassidy laughed hard before saying "Alright bitch alright you wanna play ok...ok deal but you better not try to pull that 'I'm too busy being a superhero'&nbsp; shiz when yo ass gotta pay up, I knows where you live hoe!" <br><br>Placing the tracker inside the choker she was planning to wear she would now be able to call her suit over to her in case of an emergency tonight. Akiko looked it over before speaking once more. <br><br>"Hey Cass?" <br><br>"Talk to me mama."<br><br>"Thanks for helping me..with everything you did a lot and for being there for me I really appreciate it." <br><br>"Aww don't go tryin to sweet talk me now playa you already made yo bed get ready to lay in it son.....but yeah...I got your back girl...you'd do the same for me, now no more of this mushy shiz wanna thank me get that ass famous or go get some ass tonight and give me the juicy deets if you DO hook up with Midnight I wanna live vicariously through your ass because she is HAWT!" <br><hr><br>Entering the massive tent Akiko looked around and she could see there was a sea of bodies just dancing, grinding and even a few people trying to start a mosh pit it didn't matter the music people were everywhere just cutting loose. Grabbing two shots from a passing waiter Akiko downed them quickly setting the empty glasses on top of a different waiter's tray. There were people everywhere she looked, the lights, mist and bubbles really gave the place a nice look and the pounding vibes from the speakers were really kicking it up a notch. So far she didn't see anyone she could recognize but there were A LOT of bodies in here. She wondered if maybe this wasn't the sort of thing Midnight would go to...perhaps she this was too..much? Akiko was really looking forward to getting to know her childhood crush because in all honesty she wanted to know what kind of person she really was. Was she all real? What was T.V and what was the true Midnight?<br><br>Part of her wondered if that kinda creepy thing that looked like a spirit when it ran would be here? Well if it wanted to party? Why the fuck not? Akiko would be down to take a few shots with it. How many people could say they partied with a....whatever it is? <br><br>She glanced around and wondered if she would see Umbra the only person she really remembered since she had talked to him the most before leaving. Not sure that thing would like being in the party but the host the guy himself..yeah he could prolly use a drink or two. <br><br>There were other worthy and notable people but Akiko had yet to get their names.&nbsp; Suddenly an older song that Akiko loved came on. <br><br>"Oh yeah go shake that ass you hoe! Dance your little Asian heart out for me too! Y'all shoulda had a plus one damn it!" Cassidy said in her ear. <br><br>Already moving to the dance floor Akiko swiped and downed two more shots placing them onto a passing tray again. Once she made it to the dance floor she began to close her eyes and just move her body in tune with the music. Losing herself in the music and relishing the burn of alcohol down her throat she danced her heart out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetSerenade</strong> on <strong>20-03-2019, 23:09:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XVw4zy0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aislyn Nox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14764201#msg14764201)<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Dark Wings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open - Anyone<br><strong>Warning:</strong> Music (https://youtu.be/SJkj3DgW8Y0) - Wearing (https://i.imgur.com/x5Sk91K.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party?<br><hr><br>What a most interesting time it seemed to be, getting into this school had been easy. Then again staying here would be the problem. She was sure there was only so much 'goody-two-shoes' bullshit she could deal with. If it turned out she couldn't stand the other Heroes she might very well find herself hanging out with the villains more often than naught. Why not? They were more fun anyway. Speaking of fun, there was a <em>party</em>, and no one understood a party better than a Celt. The woman's lip curled at the corner as she worked on picking out her outfit for the evening. She was feeling extremely masculine for a change, and wanted to lean more towards that. But then again, she was definitely someone who was quite female. Clothing didn't have gender, people did - if they <em>wanted</em> to. She spent a good amount of time preparing in her room, mostly focusing on the kind of evening she wanted to have. <br><br>She wasn't out to get laid, no that just wasn't her thing. She still remembered how no one noticed her at all when she was younger, and she still held that against others with a bit of a bitter feeling in her chest. Then again, that Leshy was promising, so was Ghost - but she wasn't sure if Ghost was interested in females. With a shrug the woman started to prepare herself. From the base up she worked. A nice long hot shower - lots of scrubs with soft natural scents. Shea butter, cocoa butter, sugary scrubs, the scent of vanilla and soft musky earthy scents were worked into her skin. Her hair washed with a rainwater mixture that was blended with some light peppermint extracts. Makeup was done next, that way she didn't ruin her clothing while doing it. <br><br>She picked out a skin tight zip up black tank top, throwing a low hanging fishnet over that. Her pants were high waisted black jeans, well worn and well loved. Her boots, oh how she loved her boots. The crowning glory of her night, though, was her jacket. Yes, she was going to a party in a full blown trailing jacket. Buttons done up to the top and the woman put her hand on her hip and turned a bit. She felt night itching against her chest, tapping him gently and letting the bird come free. "If you stay here, you can be in the room and relax. No party." She said firmly as she poked her finger at the Raven's beak. <br><br>"<strong>Come on, you know I enjoy a good party!</strong>" The raven snapped back at her. <br><br>The woman grabbed her rather large hip flask and strapped it to her belt. She unhooked it from it's harness and then uncapped the silver flask to take a long deep drink of the Mead that was within. "Yes I know, that's why you can't go. You started shapeshifting the last time you got really drunk. You know that you aren't supposed to be more than a bird..." She said as she jammed her finger towards him and rubbed her hand back against her mouth. She was so glad for that no rub off lipstick that was made now... She could drink all she wanted and her lips would stay that perfect blood red. "Now, behave and stay." <br><br>"<strong>Hey! I make a nice human, and you know it. Very cute!</strong>" Night responded as he hopped over to sit on his 'owner's' shoulder, nuzzling behind her ear. "<strong>You thought I was really cute...</strong>" <br><br>"Yes I did, but you're also so much gods be damned trouble. You're staying. That's an <em>order</em>." She said as she shuddered a bit and pushed at the bird. "I mean it." <br><br>"<strong>Yes, yes, I get it. Alright, alright... Someday we have to try cuddling again - </strong>" The bird started, only to dive away as she snapped a hand at him and pushed her off her shoulder. "<strong>OH come on! You can't possibly want to cuddle a cat more than me!</strong>" <br><br>"I might very well, but that's here nor there. You and I both know how I feel about such things." She said as she grabbed her stuff and started to head towards the door. Stopping as she turned to blow the bird a kiss. "Behave, I mean it." <br><br>"<strong>Yea yeah, I know I know...</strong>" The raven huffed as he dropped himself to the back of her desk chair, leaning back and settling down to watch her leave. <br><br>Aislyn left her room, almost jumping a bit. The earbud went into her ear, and her phone was set on a playlist. The music blasting into one ear, as she tucked her hair over her shoulder, using the stimulus to focus her. She didn't know whether she'd like the music at the party or not, better to have her own party with her. She sipped from her flask, grinning at the engravings on it that made it clear it could do much more than it seemed. She'd never run out of mead from this damn thing, it had been a good present from her oldest brother. <br><br>She entered the party, even as the announcement was made, immediately she started to map out all the entrances and exits in her mind. She started mapping escape routes, pathways where the most congestion would happen. She moved along the back wall, finding herself a good viewing spot, she leaned back, hands folding behind her head and one leg propped up so her boot was on the wall. "Now to see if there is anything of interest for tonight." She mused to herself, reaching down periodically to sip from her flask. <br><br>She was tempted to pull her pipe out and light up a bowl, but she'd go outside for that. That much she knew, unless there was a smoking section... Which was immediately what she started looking for now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>20-03-2019, 23:48:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://mermaidvision.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/33415043.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Alfred Birche in a fancy shirt (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/26/fe/c5/26fec5036d81c55adf73c16aaab4a700.jpg)<br><strong>Alias</strong> Leshy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dark Wings,&nbsp; open.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party?<br><hr>The lead up to the party had seen Leshy getting well acquainted with some food--care package from parents, vending machine, sneaking into the cafeteria, whatever--because his body needed all the calories.&nbsp; Picking out what to wear wasn't really a big deal for him, mainly because&nbsp; he didn't have too many choices. <br><br>He picked out something formal-ish because he hadn't bothered to pay attention to what kind of party it was; he had fully planned to ignore it.&nbsp; But then, life threw him a curveball. So, improvise! Fancy undershirt, matching slacks, with real gold trim (his mother insisted on it), and custom tailored to allow him the flexibility he needed to change shapes without shredding the finery; plus that little tail hole in his pants, right below the belt. On top of his head sat a bowler hat, which he alternatedly took on and off and put back on again, only to decide... screw it. Leave the hat.<br><br>He skulked along in the dark to the field outside the tent, and he grumbled a bit at the noise he could already here. He spent some time stalking around the perimeter of the event area, trying to decide whether to go in or not; anybody bothering him, like security, would just get a 'I'm just catching some fresh air' sort of brush off, like, it's fine, don't worry about it. <br><br>...Oh, he caught a flash of that red coat, and the red hair that went with it. Well, that was tempting. He let out a sort of huff-growl, and decided screw it, if it got to be too much stimuli in there, he could always just walk out as easily as he had came in. He got his hand stamped, and his reel of tickets, but just held onto them. He knifed his way through the crowd of people, searching... so many different colors, smoke and bubbles, blech. BLECH!<br><br>The fancy lad siddled up to Aislyn slowly, quietly. The tingle of old magic would be a better give away of his presence than anything else.&nbsp; "That flask must have some history to it." His nose is doing a little twitchy thing, like many animals do when they're focused intently on a scent. Mmm... in the air full of wafts of alcoholic beverages, people wearing different colognes and perfumes, and that icky smoke and bubbles, she was like a literal breath of fresh air.<br><br>Something natural, harmonious, in the way she had prepared herself for the evening. He slipped out his own hip flask, just a plain old stainless steel one, and gave it a swish-swish-swish. "Glad I'm not the only one who brought their own drink." He twisted the top off, and poured a sip into his mouth. He then exhaled as he felt it burn his throat, and she might just catch the fragrance of <em>wormwood</em> on his breathe.<br><br>Oh yes. He'd brought 'the green fairy' in his flask. And it smells <strong>potent. </strong> "Watcha got, Dream?" Since Aislyn was an anglicized Gaelic name that meant 'dream' or 'vision'. He thought Dream more appropriate to call her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack of Jacks</strong> on <strong>21-03-2019, 00:16:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Wl567SA.png)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Name</strong>: X015<br><strong>Alias</strong>: Ghost<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br><strong>Outfit</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1vS7SKFXXXXbpXXXXq6xXFXXXj/2018-Avant-Garde-Trendy-Men-s-Edge-Single-Breasted-Lapel-Long-Sleeve-Slim-Suit-Overcoat-Jacket.jpg)<br></div></div><br><strong>Location</strong>: The Party<br><hr><br>After soaking in water for the past twenty minutes, Ghost was feeling up to the evening activities. They thought about catching up with Leshy and Dark Wing, but figured it might be best to let them have their...alone time. Besides, ghost didn't need them to have a good time. Not like they would recognize them anyways without their mask and hood.<br><br>In fact, anyone who saw them at the course probably wouldn't recognize them. The thought was freeing. Like how being a nobody in a sea of somebodies can mean you can be whoever you want.<br><br>Tonight, Ghost was going to be liberated (if but for a moment before school started). <br><br>It took no time whatsoever for Ghost to find the dance floor. They followed the music and after a good ten minutes of feeling insecure and watched, they went into their zone and the only thing allowed in it for the time being was them, the music, and the ambiance of people partying. <br><br>This was great. Being able to let go of the stress of getting here and having to put themselves in danger once school started helped them look forward to more of these moments where they could just feel like a normal young adult going to college.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>21-03-2019, 19:15:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/4bd935f11dd13c28e1970aa13b6e2234/tumblr_o4690r2vBY1vnnq36o1_640.jpg)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Name</strong>: Blake<br><strong>Alias</strong>: Titan<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br><strong>Outfit</strong>: <br><strong>Current Head Music:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Yes its me, Breath it in!</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0DLzyvT4eUo (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0DLzyvT4eUo)</div></div><br><strong>Location</strong>: The Party<br><hr><br>Blake didn't even damn try.&nbsp; He wasn't concerned about getting in, he knew he was.&nbsp; He was going to a party and he didn't try to tease what he was going to the party for.&nbsp; To have a good time, he would even leave half of his weapons in his room.&nbsp; He still had five on him, he didn't want to scare too many people off but he was definitely intent on...having a good time.&nbsp; Despite what other thought even villains believed in fun.&nbsp; He was more assassin than full villain but he wasn't henchman or lackey by any means.&nbsp; He preferred to call the shots verse fall in step behind some other moron.<br><br>He had been over campus a few times, so he knew where the party was.&nbsp; He stood at the door as his own arms were up.&nbsp; He smoothed his dark hair once more as he walked in.&nbsp; The shirtless look was simply how he felt in the warmth of the day and moment.<br><br>He looked at the room and the group as the music was working through.&nbsp; He found his eyes falling on the raven haired beauty, then his eyes drank in the stark white looking lovely that caught his eye, those lips and those dreads were sexy, his nose was able to keep in scents and he was almost sure he knew who it was but exactly.&nbsp; He saw furball easy to identify.&nbsp; But even he found himself licking his lips at the lovely asian woman that was working that body that seemed like she might need screaming in her life.<br><br>He continued to slowly moved through the group as if he owned all of these people already.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Athem</strong> on <strong>22-03-2019, 20:34:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/71/Harriet_party.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Harriet Fox<br><strong>Alias</strong>: Nightshade (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14764117#msg14764117)<br><strong>Job role</strong>: Minion<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Blake, any<br><strong>Location</strong>: Party<br><hr>After a quick shower, she rinsed out her suit and left it hanging to dry, then spent some time carefully redoing her make-up. After Titan's teasing about 'seeing more of her', she decided only one outfit would do, the one she called the 'dangerously short skirt'. She usually wore it with black tights to tone the look down a little, but not tonight. 'If you've got it, flaunt it', and all that. Still, in a crowd with any number of telekinetics and air-benders, and any number of perverted senses of humor, certain... <em>precautions</em>... were advisable: she wore spandex shorts under it. For a top, she picked out an old music festival T-shirt that didn't really fit her, but didn't fit in the right way. Dancing, even perhaps on grass, meant the wedge sandals.<br><br>The tent was already crowded when she arrived. Harriet snagged a passing shot - being from England she didn't give it a thought - and knocked it back. The alcohol removed any trace of nerves, and she submerged into the maelstrom of dancing bodies. She loved dancing, and she'd have preferred a slightly thinner crowd so she could show off better, but she did her best in the crush. Her pleated skirt danced around the top of her thighs as she gyrated to the beat.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>22-03-2019, 20:39:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://bestofcomicbooks.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/08/64.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> &nbsp;Genevieve Forstrom (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.0)<br><strong>Alias</strong>Ultra<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Villians specifically, Blake<br><strong>Outfit</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e9/48/9b/e9489b231c1c8393622c6eec79c5e6f8--steampunk-dress-steampunk-clothing.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Music</strong> Rotten to the core (https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=zGlLe1w3DJM&amp;t=0s&amp;list=PLCOnZtFgDl2tB6bhivZbWDpJXFkouEesU&amp;index=2)<br><hr><br>It took Eve a lot longer then most girls to set up her room, she had spent several months before the impending application to super high building a new kit for Robo, and also herself, a small glass visor that allowed her to see for a small window of time. The technology didn't really work that well just yet and kept shorting out. The problem was Eve had to have her room a certain way because if she didn't the young woman would be constantly falling over her furnishings. So for the most part of the day she had been arranging everything just so and had almost been later then was stylishly late for a Villain to the party.<br><br>Quickly Eve had changed and taking her trusty canine along had followed the general murder of voices towards the party scene. On her arrival some sort of paper was shoved into her hand and then the russle of heavy cloth and then a blinding white light blared arrows her closed eyes. Instinctively she tucked her eyes away already white blobs appearing on her closed lids. How inconsiderate! She thought. Eve heard the DJ announcing their arrival and guessed her fellow students must be around her somewhere.<br><br>It was time to make some freinamies. Reaching out she blindly moved sideways until she reached canvas then crouching down beside Robo, Eve whispered "See" instantly vibrant colour flooded her awareness. Aware of her limited time frame Eve looked around, it would be hard to tell other prospective first years from the crowd and she guessed the best course of action was just to pick someone. A tall black man stalking through the crowd grabbed her attention. Yes he would do nicely. Quickly she stood and grabbed a convienent shot from a passing waitress.<br><br>Suddenly her vision went dark and a splitting pain rocked her skull as Robo's technology failed. "Fuck sake!" she murmured, Eve was tempted to kick the damb dog but knew it was her own stupid fault for not making absolutely sure the thing worked before using it. Eve began to walk in what she could only hope was Blake's direction. Her normal excellent hearing along with her sonar helping her duck somewhat successfully through the dancers.<br><br>Eve's head turned slightly trying to pick up on their targets footsteps, all of a sudden her small body came crashing into someone else. Her drink successfully crushed between the couple, Eve's hand automatically reaching out to steady herself encountered a broad chest....she could only hope it was the chest of her prey. Putting on a slightly girly innocent voice she said"Oh my gosh, I am just so sorry!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>22-03-2019, 21:05:13</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/4bd935f11dd13c28e1970aa13b6e2234/tumblr_o4690r2vBY1vnnq36o1_640.jpg)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Name</strong>: Blake<br><strong>Alias</strong>: Titan<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Genevieve, Harriet, Open<br><strong>Outfit</strong>: <br><strong>Current Head Music:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Yes its me, Breath it in!</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0DLzyvT4eUo (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0DLzyvT4eUo)</div></div><br><strong>Location</strong>: The Party<br><hr><br>&nbsp;He was there, it wasn’t about him seeing or searching.&nbsp; It was about him being.&nbsp; Tonight he was not the monster seeking revenge for the parents that were no longer there!&nbsp; Here he was to learn to be among others like himself.&nbsp; Yes he could kill them all, from the Raven Queen, to the symbiote, the robo-girl, the ghost woman, the iron-woman want to be, even his evil twin and he probably would…but that didn’t mean it had to be tonight.&nbsp; He couldn’t complain about being alone if he isolated himself.&nbsp; ‘Fine, kill tomorrow.’&nbsp; He thought.<br><br>He saw her come in and he smirked wondering was the shot for her or for him?&nbsp; He realized their walk back to campus was….interesting.&nbsp; Was that her way of lowering her inhibitions for him or for another.&nbsp; There was only one way to find out.&nbsp; He moved towards her, he was focused perhaps a bit more than he should have been.&nbsp; When the woman bumped into him from the side as he was moving towards his quarry.&nbsp; “Umm ah no, its fine.”&nbsp; He was normally aware but apparently his thoughts to change his mind about MDK was something that left him weak and unaware.&nbsp; “Are you ok?”&nbsp; He wasn’t normally caring but how did the invalid get into the god’s party unless she was secretly one of them…which one?&nbsp; His mind went through his mental rolodex but only a couple of others came to mind, but the Raven queen was here in her altered form so this was.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetSerenade</strong> on <strong>22-03-2019, 21:50:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XVw4zy0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aislyn Nox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14764201#msg14764201)<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Dark Wings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open - Anyone - Leshy and Ghost??(Maybe?)<br><strong>Warning:</strong> Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MdPupUIncgc) - Wearing (https://i.imgur.com/x5Sk91K.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party?<br><hr><br>Her senses tingled the moment that Leshy sidled up closer, he'd find her to be one of the few people it was goddamn hard to sneak up on. The protections she put around herself both mentally and spiritually, the training she had gained when growing in her powers. She'd had them as long as she could remember, and heightened battle senses was just a benefit of Morrigan's blessing on her young life. She took another long drink, as he asked that question. "mmhmmm." She said as she let her own music work through the bud in her ear. Her eyes focused on the escapes and where she was planning to go. Then a tingle of something familiar raced through her at a new arrival. "Mnnn it was a present from my oldest brother, never-ending mead flask." She said as she shook her flask towards him. Her eyes were focused on the dance floor and the blond with .. braids? Dreads? That had showed up. <br><br>"I always bring my own drink, the shite people drink these days is stupid. I know that Mead gives me a pleasant and happy drunk. I prefer being happy." She said, her head tipping back as she showed it's 'endless' aspect by just pouring mead straight into her mouth and then tipping it back. Some escaping the edges with a chuckle as she licked the mead from her lips. "I saw some-" She started to talk and stopped as Leshy - Alfred - used a nickname with her. Dream, he called her dream, and her lip curled as she turned towards him. Her fingers dancing up the length of his chest - walking up his shirt as she tapped her finger on his nose. "Don't go usin' nicknames so soon, or I'll have to start callin' ya Cheshy." She stated, her voice slipping a bit with a brogue, but it was mostly something from her younger years. <br><br>She had grown between the states and parts of Europe, but she had mostly gotten rid of her brogue. It sorta came back stronger when she was a little drunk."I'm gonna go do something real quick." She said as she moved her way through the dance-floor. "I think... Think mind ya, I <em>feel</em> Ghost." She said as she moved off the wall and started to <em>stalk</em> through the room. Her hips rolling and long legs stretching out as she walked towards the blond person on the dance floor. She slipped up behind them, even if they were a bit taller than her, and reached out to tap the blondish person on the arm, her eyes dancing with mirth. She reached out for a moment and held her palm out. "Dance with me, sweet Will'o'Wisp? You feel like my new friend I met earlier... you don't have to say yay or nay - but I'd like to dance with you and take you outside with me and my other new friend. We were thinking about breaking away from the party - having some drinks and go smoke?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>22-03-2019, 22:07:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://mermaidvision.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/33415043.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Alfred Birche in a fancy shirt (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/26/fe/c5/26fec5036d81c55adf73c16aaab4a700.jpg)<br><strong>Alias</strong> Leshy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dark Wings, The Person With The Dreads, open.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party?<br><hr>"Blessing to some, bane to others. Something tells me you can handle your drink just fine, though." He took another pull from his flask, exhaled the burn, capped it, stashed it away. "People are strange, when you're a stranger. I like my drinks to be made of herbs." And she might pick up on his own European leanings, because he actually pronounces the 'h' in 'herbs', rather than calling them <em>'erbs</em>.&nbsp; But otherwise, he seemed to be... vaguely North American. <br><br>"Hmm~ I see no problems with that. Always did love Alice in Wonderland." He watched her as she seemed to hone in on someone or something familiar. He didn't quite have the sense she did, but it was easy for him to sort of 'tag along' by following her line of sight, her intent. And when she got to moving, he more literally tagged along with her, staying close enough that they wouldn't get separated by errant dancers, but far enough away to keep the 'personal bubble' from being violated. <br><br>"Oh, the mead you told me about, but you didn't mention anything about... smoke." Voice just enough for the three to hear, the music working well to mask it. There is mischief in his eyes, as he seemed more than happy to partake... and would almost certainly reciprocate next time. He really doubted she was up for the chemically enhanced cigarettes, or even those vape pens. Cat instincts, he'd bet on her having ganja. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack of Jacks</strong> on <strong>22-03-2019, 23:47:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Wl567SA.png)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Name</strong>: X015<br><strong>Alias</strong>: Ghost<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Leshy, Dark Wing<br><strong>Location</strong>: Party<br><strong>Outfit</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1vS7SKFXXXXbpXXXXq6xXFXXXj/2018-Avant-Garde-Trendy-Men-s-Edge-Single-Breasted-Lapel-Long-Sleeve-Slim-Suit-Overcoat-Jacket.jpg)<br></div></div><br>Whatever guise they had felt they had earlier dropped instantly when they found themselves looking at Dark Wing and Leshy. Their heart dropped a little. They had hoped to be here alone. To feel intangible.<br><br>They supposed they weren't allowed to be nobody after all. They wanted to go invisible again and walk away now. These two...made them feel like they didn't belong.<br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">"Ho-how did y-,"</span> They began before cutting themselves off,<span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> "it doesn't matter..."</span> Ghost was about to decline. They were having a decent time already. Sure, it wasn't GREAT, but at least it was nice. It would be a shame for a decent night to turn into a lame night. <br><br>It would also be a shame for a decent night to turn out to be just OK. <br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">"...Sure,"</span> They nodded slowly, after taking a moment to convince themselves. They reluctantly took Aislyn's palm, seeing what might happen when they did. They wondered how she moved and how she expected them to move on the dance floor. They wondered if Leshy would dance too.<br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"><em>"Her hands are so soft and warm,"</em></span> Ghost thought, feeling their heart skip a beat. Their hands were probably just cold and clammy. Nothing particularly pleasant or enticing to hold. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>23-03-2019, 02:07:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liliana<br><strong>Alias:</strong> The Blue Oracle<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leshy, Aislyn, Ghost, open<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> Slade Valentine<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party<br><strong>Outfit:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://media2.newlookassets.com/i/newlook/623873731.jpg?strip=true&amp;qlt=80&amp;w=480) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/bc/10/40/bc1040da627b42d1d326fcf5e224d9bd--silver-flats-for-prom-fancy-flats-for-prom.jpg)</div></div><br><hr><br>Grateful to finally be away from the creepy guy with the pretty face and not so pretty aura… Liliana stood in front of the tent flap with a bashfully nervous expression on her face and she subconsciously reached down to smooth the skirt of her form fitting dress, she took a deep steadying breath and released it before she squared her shoulders and walked on into the tent, determined to meet some people and make some friends for once in her life. <br><br>Sure, the numerous individuals around the room with their heads filled with active thoughts was little overwhelming, but Liliana had gotten pretty good over the years and blocking the thoughts of others… even if the courses had drained her psychic power reserves a bit.<br><br>She looked around the vast tent with her lower lip caught nervously between her teeth, should she approach someone? Would they take that as strange if she walked up and just started talking to them? Who should she talk to first? Would it be invasive if she peeked inside their head for approachability?<br><br>Ugh… no, not the last one… people hated that and besides, she had a firm rule to keep for herself about staying out of people’s heads without their clear permission first.<br><br>She spotted an interesting looking trio… a redhead woman with a strong earthy aura… a good looking roguish looking dark haired man and a pale haired individual she found difficult to get any kind of read on… this person made her very curious…<br><br>Liliana found herself approaching the three of them and smiled bashfully when noticed “Um… hello… my name is Liliana… do you have room in this group for one more?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>23-03-2019, 02:43:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://mermaidvision.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/33415043.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Alfred Birche in a fancy shirt (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/26/fe/c5/26fec5036d81c55adf73c16aaab4a700.jpg)<br><strong>Alias</strong> Leshy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dark Wings, Ghost, Liliana, open.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party...<br><hr>"Enjoy yourselves." He flashed them both the distinctive Grin of his, and bowed elegantly, before stepping backwards. It might look like he's about to hit into Liliana, but at the last moment, he sort of spins around to the side and looks at the blue haired beauty. His eyes went quickly over her body, her dress, but there was something keenly analytical in the way he studied her. This wasn't a hormonal twenty-something with a boner... this was the look of someone studying prey. <br><br>Which is odd, because if anything, the sort of feelings he's throwing off would be more along the lines of 'worry'. Maybe he was overcompensating; though the truth was, this sort of environment wasn't really kosher for him. "I'd offer a dance, but I'm afraid I only know the Cossack Dance." He met her gaze, eye to eye, all smiles and mischief gleaming. Still, he has a sort of cornered animal vibe. And yet, he takes out his flask, and has a sip of it, then offers it to her in a sense of solidarity. The predatory look was gone in an instant; it might even have been imagined if she didn't know better.<br><br>The man offering the drink was strange, in the spiritual sense. He felt... surreal. There was the clearly human part of him, but underneath lay some sort of primal energy, woven into his being; just like the gold metal threading was woven into the black cloth of his garments. There's a feeling of stuckness, of not belonging, but also of bridging; he wasn't quite of this world, but neither was he of nature. Just some sort of fusion. A hybrid. "Green absinthe. May cause hallucinations. Not for the faint of heart." He explains the contents of the flask he's offering her. It smells very strongly of herbs, and if one knew what wormwood smelled like... it was loaded with the stuff. Probably not safe for normal human consumption. <br><br>A silver chain is around his neck, and it looks like something has been tucked underneath his vest; the slight bulge, and the chain, indicating a pendant or medallion or the like. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>23-03-2019, 03:06:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liliana<br><strong>Alias:</strong> The Blue Oracle<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leshy, Aislyn, Ghost, open<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> Slade Valentine<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party<br><strong>Outfit:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://media2.newlookassets.com/i/newlook/623873731.jpg?strip=true&amp;qlt=80&amp;w=480) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/bc/10/40/bc1040da627b42d1d326fcf5e224d9bd--silver-flats-for-prom-fancy-flats-for-prom.jpg)</div></div><br><hr><br>Liliana bashfully shakes her head with a smile, her jet black hair gliding over her shoulders like onyx silk as she did so… meanwhile, she was doing a fairly darn good job at staying out of their minds, but… she wouldn’t deny that the slightly predatory sensations she was getting off the fellow offering the flask was a little concerning… but what kind of predatory intentions did he have? That was harder to discern without delving into his mind. Which she would not do.<br><br>“I appreciate the offer… but I see quite enough visions as it is…” She explained with a soft, almost musical chuckle, clearing her throat lightly then with how odd that might have sounded “I mean… I’m psychic, I get visions…”<br><br>She didn’t go so far as to&nbsp; explain that she could see backwards and forwards in time or the conditions of it… that felt a bit much when just meeting people, a slight blush graced her features as she mustered up the courage to continue the brave face “But um… I wouldn’t mind your names…”<br><br>Whew, putting yourself out there after so many years of isolation was not a simple task… but she wasn’t tucking tail and teleporting a mile away, so that was something, right?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>23-03-2019, 04:38:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/1276306615-ChaceCrawford-an-tu-2.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Sam DeMarco<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Umbra<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b4/Sam-formal.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Party<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Any<br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> Sharp dressed man (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7wRHBLwpASw)<br><br><hr><br>Sam stood with his back to the bar, slowly sipping on the amber liquid in his glass, letting his gaze roam over the packed dancefloor, and the heaving, writhing mass of bodies on it. <em>Hard to believe they actually had this</em>, he mused, taking another sip. Most of the others near enough to hear had asked for beer, or some of the more common spirits like whiskey or vodka. Amaretto was hard enough to find at the best of times, let alone in a college environment. <em>Probably one of the staff has a taste for it</em> he thought.<br><br><em><strong>We should move</strong></em><br><br>Malcarions voice drew his mind out of it's reverie, and he glanced around. With the volume of the music, someone right next to him would have a hard enough time hearing him, so he wasn't overly worried about that right now. Still, it never hurt to be cautious, and he pitched his voice low as he replied.<br><br>"Why, what's wrong?"<br><br><em><strong>The faith stink thing is nearby. I do not like it, and since you won't let me eat it, I don't want to be around it.</strong></em><br><br>He blew out a deep breath and nodded. "Alright, we can move away a bit."<br><br><em><strong>And get some food.</strong></em><br><br>"We can do that."<br><br><em><strong>Pizza. Pizza is good.</strong></em><br><br>"Pizza, seriously?" Sam asked as he threaded his way through the crowd.<br><br><em><strong>What? I like pizza. It has much meat on it. And the smoky sauce. There is much pizza on tables over there. We should get several.</strong></em><br><br>Sam chuckled and glanced across the room, where indeed it looked like some kind of buffet had been set up. "Pizza it is."<br><br>He reached out a hand, calling the darkness to him, feeling the shadows swirl around his feet like an eager dog. With an effort of will he focused on it, giving it shape and purpose, and a small, goblin-like creature grinned up at him, nodded once and scurried off through the legs of the crowd at high speed, heading for the buffet. He laughed quietly it as it vanished into the strobing darkness.<br><br>"You remind me of the babe."<br><br><em><strong>What babe?</strong></em><br><br>"The babe with the power."<br><br><em><strong>What power?</strong></em><br><br>"The power of voodoo"<br><br><em><strong>What?</strong></em><br><br>He laughed again, shaking his head.<br><br><em><strong>I do not understand. Is someone practicing magic in here?</strong></em><br><br>"Probably, but ... nevermind, when we have a bit of free time, I'll introduce you to Netflix and then you'll understand."<br><br>He drifted towards a quiet ... or at least a quieter ... corner of the tent, and waited for the pizza to arrive.<br><br><em><strong>What's a Netflix? Can I eat it?</strong></em><br><br>Sam shook his head and pulled out his phone. "Ok, let me show you <strong>this</strong> (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dDkp7GysvbY)."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>23-03-2019, 05:13:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*1mdsgMNCnsyEQgx9UP4ZQw.jpeg)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Name</strong>: Cailyn McInnis<br><strong>Alias</strong>: Midnight Angel<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br><strong>Location</strong>: Party<br><strong>Outfit</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://photo.venus.com/im/18156722.jpg?preset=pl-hero)<br></div></div><br>The party was well under way when her sandaled feet touched the earth.&nbsp; Gold and red tendrils snaked around her feet and then up her legs.&nbsp; Small charms as hearts and smiling faces dangled from the material each shimmering in flight and with each step.&nbsp; Caitlyn felt her mouth turn dry when she took a first look at the gathering of people.&nbsp; From above the affair had seemed so abstract, like watching something on television.&nbsp; Now that she was on the ground and surrounded by the party goers did she feel the first pangs of regret and trepidation.&nbsp; Suddenly she became very conscious of the black sinew that formed her right arm.&nbsp; All too real were the thoughts of how hideous she had become with flesh and metal becoming one.&nbsp; Unconscious she reached up to touch the dress she wore and the sleeve protector beneath to ensure that the scars and metals were hidden.&nbsp; <br><br>A hard swallow was taken and that hand instead drifted up to adjust the blonde waves of hair.&nbsp; Flight was too convenient to not use, not too much more fun than driving, so she simply adjusted her hair for the inevitable.&nbsp; Once more she forced herself to smile, allowing the effort to rise upward to her eyes.&nbsp; There was a genuine sparkle there as she indulged the old self that had enjoyed such activities.&nbsp; That child still working its way inside her broken body.&nbsp; This could be fun she reassured herself while taking her first steps into the enclosure.&nbsp; A drink was not long from her hand.&nbsp; Liquid confidence that helped wage war against the shock of her new embellishments.&nbsp; Already the software inside her eyes was targeting people's faces, running recognition software and providing snippet details of each.&nbsp; Much was simply name, listed height and weight alongside distinguishing features.&nbsp; Those more noted might have a list of powers or job titles beside their name.&nbsp; Caitlyn knew the eyes were programmed in this way but the effect on such a large audience was jarring enough she nearly took her first glass in one gulp.<br><br>If she kept up such a speed the night would be lost pretty quickly.&nbsp; Already she felt the rush of liquor in her mind and through her body.&nbsp; A warmth spread that would be continued with another drink.&nbsp; Eyes lit on the dance floor.&nbsp; There was a flash of red inside those eyes to mar the classic beauty found there.&nbsp; She scanned the crowd while the software dissected the scene.&nbsp; Another sip made her confident enough to venture out into the waters of humanity.&nbsp; A strong chin lifted with a touch of natural arrogance and artificial confidence as she pressed forward.&nbsp; The tie-dye dress clung to her slender frame flowing from white at her top to purple at her full thighs.&nbsp; <br><br>A shot passed between her lips.&nbsp; With only a touch of effort she slipped the shot glass onto another while her original drink was still held in her original hand.&nbsp; The music pulsed into her body and she let the rhythm echo through and out of her.&nbsp; Then she bent and flowed with the masses around her.&nbsp; She let herself become lost inside the music, shifting and weaving her body to become herself but also lost among the many.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Vixen</strong> on <strong>24-03-2019, 01:04:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d3/Jubxmen.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Akiko Mizuchi<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Arc Angel<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0224/5971/products/dress-irresistible-black-mini-dress-restocked-1.jpg?v=1508811975) (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0224/5971/products/dress-irresistible-black-mini-dress-restocked-2.jpg?v=1508811975)&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0224/5971/products/dress-irresistible-black-mini-dress-restocked-3.jpg?v=1508811976)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div></div><br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Party<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Is it getting hot in here or is it just me?<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Anyone watching; Midnight Angel <br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> Grinding&nbsp; <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Sexy Music!</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AzRyxGBGiAE (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AzRyxGBGiAE)</div></div><br><hr><br>Several songs had passed as she danced her heart out. Her face was a little flushed and small beads of sweat dotted her forehead. She danced with a few people but mostly she just moved her body in tune with the music grateful to have a release from the stress and tension she had built up from worrying about passing the heroes trials. Looking around for a passing waiter trying to see if they had some water as well as another shot of some of the good stuff when she saw her. <br><br>"She's here..I see her Cass."<br><br>She her childhood crush dancing to the music letting the pulsing tunes carry her to and fro. Swallowing hard her eyes trailed up the gold and red twining up soft smooth legs and up the dress that hugged the soft curves of Midnight Angel. Seeing Midnight in person was much more...intense than seeing her one the screen like she used to all those years ago. She was the reason she wanted to be a hero, to help people, to fight side by side with Midnight..to help her-<br><br><em>Oh gods I can do this</em><br><br>Moving through the mass of people Akiko could feel the pounding in her heart more than the bass from the speakers around them. Her thoughts going a million miles a second as she wondered what she should say to break the ice. It wasn't everyday that you met your idol. Midnight was also the one to make Akiko realize that she liked girls just as much as she liked boys. She could feel her hands trembling in excitement and anticipation though she closed them in an effort to steady them.<br><br><em>What do I say?</em><br><br><em> Hi! I'm Akiko your biggest fan! </em><br><br><em>No too cliche and besides she prolly got that all the time. </em><br><br><em>Hello Midnig-</em><br><br><em>Uh no god that sounds horrible and so bleh </em><br><br>Closer and closer she was approaching Midnight Angel who's back was turned to her at the moment. Reaching out Akiko touched Midnight's shoulder and as the gorgeous blonde turned in her direct Akiko willed herself not to make a mess of things.<br><br><em>You're good just don't mention that yo- </em><br><br>"Midnight hi! I masturbate to you." Akiko said flashing a bright smile that froze on her face. A few seconds that felt like forever a few things happened. One her face flushed red even more. Two Cassidy spewed whatever it was she was drinking at the time half laughing and half choking as she sputtered trying to regain the ability to speak. Three Akiko caused the lights all around them to flare really bright before dimming down once she tried to recover herself. <br><br>As Midnight looked at her no doubt confused wondering if she really did hear what she heard Akiko was quick to try to hide her little slip of truth, flashing her bright smile once more and trying to look confident despite the fact that she was dying inside and dealing with some hardcore teasing on the other end of her ear piece.<br><br>"I said uh Midnight hi! Nice to meet you! My name is Arc Angel, I came to the party stag and I was wondering if you'd like some company? What do you say? A couple of dances with a fellow hero?" Akiko asked her big brown eyes hiding her humiliation with hopefulness and the awe of someone meeting both their idol but a long time crush as well. <br><br>Finally able to speak as she had been doubled over laughing and pounding her fist on her desk Cassidy finally spoke, <br><br>"OH MY GOD! HOLY SHIT! YOU SAID IT STRAIGHT TO HER FACE DIDN'T YOU!?!?! DIDN'T YOU!?!? OH MY GOD THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER!!! SHIT! FUCK! DO YOU UNDERSTAND YOU WALKED RIGHT UP TO HER AND SAID THE WORDS I MASTURBATE TO YOU??!?! FUCKING SHIT THIS IS GOLDEN I AM NEVER LETTING THIS GO!" &nbsp;<br><br>Akiko couldn't see it but heard Cassidy turned around in her desk and yelled to her crew, <br><br>"Hey guys Akiko just walked up to Midnight Angel and was like 'yo I masturbate to you girl'" <br><br>A few series of whistles and cheers could be heard in answer. <br><br>"Oh my god I bet you are so fucking embarrassed! Holy shit this is like Christmas! Oh man I wish you had the suit on I could see Midnight's face when you told her! Shit! God I am dying right now I can't believe you actually said that! You totally do too I know! Oh man if you ever become anything I am totes gonna let her know this happened if you manage to talk your sweet little ass out of this one. Oh god I am saving this shit you can't make this type of stuff up."<br><br>Akiko grabbed her ear piece and discreetly threw it on the ground and stomped on it. <br><br>The screeching static caused Cassidy to jump cursing as she threw her own headphones out of her ears. <br><br>"That BITCH!" Cassidy said before doubling over laughing once more. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>24-03-2019, 03:05:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liliana<br><strong>Alias:</strong> The Blue Oracle<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leshy, Aislyn, Ghost, Sam, open<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party<br><strong>Outfit:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://media2.newlookassets.com/i/newlook/623873731.jpg?strip=true&amp;qlt=80&amp;w=480) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/bc/10/40/bc1040da627b42d1d326fcf5e224d9bd--silver-flats-for-prom-fancy-flats-for-prom.jpg)</div></div><br><hr><br>Before either of the three could respond to her question about their names... a peculiar sensation brushed her mind, she could feel something... something unique... she turned and her pale blue eyes began seeking out the source of the strange mental energy she was feeling... it was interesting, very interesting...<br><br>Her eyes soon caught what looked like a small goblin like creature... it was actually... kind of cute in a bizarre way... but it didn't feel like it had a legitimate life of it's own, more like... it was an extension of someone, she reached out her mind to the small creature and followed it's mental link back to it's source of creation...<br><br>She tilted her head slightly to the side with piqued curiosity as she found herself looking at a rather cute sandy blonde haired fellow dressed in black, she was rather confused about whom he seemed to be carrying a conversation with as he was sitting alone, but she broke the mental link anyway as soon as she discovered the source of the creature. Being an invasive mind peeper into his head was not something she anticipated would go over well when meeting for the first time.<br>Something told her as well that he'd likely feel her there too, his mind from what she could feel from here... it was strong... and reinforced by something? Something that felt... foreign... and yet not... <br><br>"Please excuse me... I need to talk to someone..." Liliana murmured almost absent minded as her eyes remained glued to the sandy blonde guy, her feet carrying her across the tent towards him until she finally reached his isolated table.<br><br>She blushed softly when he noticed her presence and swallowed hard, why were introductions so blasted awkward for her?<br><br>"I... Hi there... I'm Liliana..." She managed, smiling shyly "I know this may sound strange, but... you have a very interesting mind... but I get the peculiar sensation that you are not alone in there... I am... intrigued... I mean... I just... thought you were interesting and I wanted to say hello..."<br><br>Ugh... could she be any more pathetic and awkward? She sounded like some weird creepy stalker chick...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Athem</strong> on <strong>24-03-2019, 11:15:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/71/Harriet_party.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Harriet Fox<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Nightshade (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14764117#msg14764117)<br><strong>Job role:</strong> Minion<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Blake, Genevieve, any<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Party<br><strong>Outfit:</strong> See pic.<br><hr>Harriet spotted Blake through the crowd and began dancing towards him. Thanks to the crush, it was slow going. Before she even reached him, she saw the woman in the steampunk corset crash into him. She looked to be in some pain. Harriet redoubled her efforts to get through the crowd, wanting to find out what was wrong.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>26-03-2019, 03:00:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/1276306615-ChaceCrawford-an-tu-2.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Sam DeMarco<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Umbra<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b4/Sam-formal.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Party<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Liliana, Any<br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> Sharp dressed man (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7wRHBLwpASw)<br><br><hr><br>Sam looked up as a woman in a white dress slipped out of the crowd and came towards him, giving her a friendly smile as she reached his table. His lips tightened as he suppressed a smile at her somewhat halting introduction, and he gestured for her to sit at another of the chairs. "I'm not sure I've ever had an introduction quite like that before," he replied. "I mean, an occasional expression of interest in my body, but never my mind. But where are my manners, please, sit down, join me."<br><br>He paused before speaking further considering his options. "I don't know if giving out our real names is that wise, but I'm Sam. I go by Umbra here now." He looked past her as his little minion came scampering back, with two entire pizzas in hand. "And I appear to have pizza, if you'd care for a slice?" He reached down and took the two of them, setting them on the table as he let his construct dissipate back into the darkness of the event. He could always create more if they were needed.<br><br><em><strong>Pizza, good. Let's eat.</strong></em><br><br>He snagged a slice from the nearest pizza, taking a quick look over the toppings. <em>That's probably pepperoni, ground beef, ham, mushrooms, onions, peppers ... yeah, that'll do.</em> He took a bite and chewed, nodding after a moment. "This is pretty good."<br><br><em><strong>Ask her what she meant by our mind.</strong></em><br><br>He gave a small nod and another friendly smile towards Liliana. "So, I'm guessing from what you said you have some kind of psychic abilities. Would I be right?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>26-03-2019, 03:54:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liliana<br><strong>Alias:</strong> The Blue Oracle<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sam<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> N/A<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party<br><strong>Outfit:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://media2.newlookassets.com/i/newlook/623873731.jpg?strip=true&amp;qlt=80&amp;w=480) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/bc/10/40/bc1040da627b42d1d326fcf5e224d9bd--silver-flats-for-prom-fancy-flats-for-prom.jpg)</div></div><br><hr><br><strong>{Sam}</strong> "I'm not sure I've ever had an introduction quite like that before," he replied. "I mean, an occasional expression of interest in my body, but never my mind. But where are my manners, please, sit down, join me."<br><br>Blushing brightly, Liliana was grateful at least that the guy didn’t call her a weirdo or a stalker and tell her to get lost… that happened more than once before when she accidentally let things slip she really ought not to have with people that wouldn’t understand…<br><br>“Sure, I’d love to” She said, moving to sit across from him at the table… her heart was pounding lightly against her chest <em>‘Just relax, Lily… he seems really nice, just relax and be yourself’</em><br><br><strong>{Sam}</strong> "I don't know if giving out our real names is that wise, but I'm Sam. I go by Umbra here now." He looked past her as his little minion came scampering back, with two entire pizzas in hand. "And I appear to have pizza, if you'd care for a slice?" <br><br>Liliana gave him a warm sweet smile “Your energy doesn’t make me feel uneasy, so I trust you. My name is Liliana… um, the uh… the school wants to call me The Blue Oracle… and um, pizza… yes, pizza would be greatly welcomed”<br><br>The secret identity name was a little silly… but fitting? She was still letting it grow on her…<br><br>Meanwhile, she looked down at the little goblin-like creature and smiled at it before it dissipated, which… if he noticed, this did not surprise the raven haired girl in the slightest...<br><br><strong>{Sam}</strong> "This is pretty good."<br><br>“I shall have to see for myself, if you give it such praise” Liliana replied with a bright smile as she reached for a slice, taking a delicate lady-like bite “Mm, you’re right! This is some good pizza, I wonder if they made it here or ordered in”<br><br>She felt the stirrings from within Sam’s mind, but did not venture in for a listen… she preferred to get permission for things like that… a mind was not a toy or a free for all spectacle after all, it demanded respect.<br><br><strong>{Sam}</strong> "So, I'm guessing from what you said you have some kind of psychic abilities. Would I be right?"<br><br>She hesitated before taking a deep breath and nodding, she had to let go of the fear of rejection if she was ever going to get close to people and have them accept her for all she was, even the scarier bits.<br><br>“Yes…” She replied, looking him timidly in the face “I um… it’s a number of things, made life growing up quite the chore… telepathy, precognition, clairvoyance… and I can teleport too, but I’ve only been able to manage a distance of up to a mile just yet… oh, and I can raise a shield around myself comprised of my own psychic energy… which was why the school specific BLUE oracle… my psychic energy manifests itself as pale blue light”<br><br>She cleared her throat lightly and added “I could feel another presence in your mind… it feels separate and yet… not… I was very curious about it, but… I didn’t want to intrude upon your privacy and so… I figured it would be better to just ask you and maybe… you know, make a friend at the same time…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>27-03-2019, 03:01:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/1276306615-ChaceCrawford-an-tu-2.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Sam DeMarco<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Umbra<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b4/Sam-formal.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Party<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Liliana, Any<br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> Sharp dressed man (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7wRHBLwpASw)<br><br><hr><br>Sam paused in chewing his mouthful of pizza when Liliana mentioned she could sense another presence in his mind, feel Malcarion stir in interest.<br><br><em><strong>She can sense us? Interesting ...</strong></em><br><br>Sam gave a mental sigh of relief as there was no mention of eating her made. <em>Guess that means he likes her better than some of the others around here</em> he mused, chuckling slightly and finishing the mouthful of pizza off.<br><br>"That sounds quite an array of abilities you have there," he said. "I don't suppose your precog abilities stretch as far as this weekends lottery numbers, does it?" he asked, grinning to show he wasn't being entirely serious.<br><br>He shook his head and laughed softly. "Sorry, I have a somewhat dubious sense of humour at the best of times. You're right in what you said though. I'm not exactly alone up here any more," he continued, tapping the side of his head. "I don't know if you happened to see us out on the course during the try outs. Think 7 or 8 feet tall, very big, very black and more inclined to go through obstacles than around them? Well, that's us. Malcarion is a separate entity to me, but we ... well, I guess you might call him my room mate. We both live here now, and he can come out when he needs to take charge of things."<br><br>"As well as his sheer power, we also have control over the darkness." He reached a hand out, plucking a shadow out of the air, and as Liliana watched, it would twist and shape itself into a small ball, which he tossed from hand to hand, then up into the air where it vanished in a puff of what looked like dark smoke. "We can play with it like clay, mold it, make it do what we want. And you met our little friend with the pizza."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>27-03-2019, 22:34:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://bestofcomicbooks.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/08/64.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> &nbsp;Genevieve Forstrom (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.0)<br><strong>Alias</strong>Ultra<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Blake and Harriett<br><strong>Outfit</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e9/48/9b/e9489b231c1c8393622c6eec79c5e6f8--steampunk-dress-steampunk-clothing.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Music</strong> Rotten to the core (https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=zGlLe1w3DJM&amp;t=0s&amp;list=PLCOnZtFgDl2tB6bhivZbWDpJXFkouEesU&amp;index=2)<br><hr><br><strong> “Umm ah no, its fine. Are you ok?”&nbsp; </strong> the deep voice of the stranger rumbled through her and Eve smiled to herself. He sounded sexy, she placed a hand on his chest, and was slightly surprised to find a warm chest under her palm. The chest felt strong beneath her touch. "Oh I'm fine" the woman reassured him "I hope your outfit it isn't ruined?" She asked innocently. Eve turned her head looking blindly around her, she wasn't sure due to the overbright lights and the noise of the DJ her powers and her normal senses were struggling. However the female thought she could hear someone approaching them. She looked up at Blake blindly "Is someone coming?" She asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>27-03-2019, 22:45:50</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/4bd935f11dd13c28e1970aa13b6e2234/tumblr_o4690r2vBY1vnnq36o1_640.jpg)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Name</strong>: Blake<br><strong>Alias</strong>: Titan<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Genevieve, Harriet<br><strong>Outfit</strong>: <br><strong>Current Head Music:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Yes its me, Breath it in!</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0DLzyvT4eUo (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0DLzyvT4eUo)</div></div><br><strong>Location</strong>: The Party<br><hr><br>&nbsp;"I am...definitely...ok!"&nbsp; He felt her hand moving over his chest he couldn't help but enjoy the feel of her hands on his body, she was blinded so her sense of touch was heightened and he smirked to himself realizing she could feel his arousal but he had been awakened most of the day.&nbsp; "Yes, I can say you very much are."&nbsp; She thought his outfit was ruined but she didn't move her hand from him.&nbsp; She was more than likely enjoying the touch a bit more than she let on.&nbsp; He moved to pull her closer, his hand moving around her waist and to the cusp of her behind.&nbsp; He felt Harriet coming and turned.&nbsp; "Yes.&nbsp; It would be good if you were to tell me your name so that I can introduce you."<br><br>He was enjoying to closeness and even with Harriet coming he wanted her as well.&nbsp; He honestly never expected to be in this particular position.&nbsp; Never before...not willingly anyway.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Vixen</strong> on <strong>28-03-2019, 05:18:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/CSRKQ4mWUAA3FzQ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Amelia Powelli<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Blink<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://picture-cdn.wheretoget.it/t6bzug-l-610x610-dress-sexy+dress-short+dress-party+dress-sexy+party+dresses-short+party+dresses-special+occasion+dress-cute+dress-outfit-outfit+idea-fall+outfits-summer+outfits-cute+outfits.jpg) </div></div><br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Party Tent<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Shots shots shots shots<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open<br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> Gotta have some tunes baby!&nbsp; <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Party Music</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14iHRpk9qvQ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14iHRpk9qvQ)</div></div><br><hr><br>Blink flicked her joint before entering the party tent. She wasn't sure that weed would be welcomed at the party. Well a party wasn't a party without SOME weed in her opinion but not everyone was so welcoming of the herb. That was fine by her.<br><br><em>More for me</em><br><br>Feeling good she grabbed two shots from a passing waiter and tossed them back setting them back down. She clicked her tongue. <br><br><em>If this is what they are serving I am gonna have to take a bottle because this is some weak ass shit</em><br><br>The stuff she used to drink at the farm with her friends and even her family would be enough to put hair on the chest of even the beefiest hairy guy here. As the music pumped all around her Amelia made a circle walking around the tent watching the people bump and grind to the music. She loved how she could see the people change and move in tune with the music. As she made her circle she made sure grab shot after shot from every waiter passing by. This was HER night and she was going to get FUCKED UP! A whole two years of her life had been devoted to passing this test and the last year alone she completely neglected her social life. No fun no guys no women no friends or family...well almost she did make a few exceptions but damn this whole year she hadn't gotten laid and by god that was gonna change tonight. Someone here was about to get fucked by her before the night ended. Hard too. She didn't know if it was gonna be a guy or a girl...two guys or two girls a mixture of the two..all she knew was that tonight she was gonna get laid. She wanted to party, get high, get drunk and get sore in all the right places. Running a hand through her thick brown hair she ruffled it as the drinks and weed started to hit her. Deciding to slow down now on the drinking..<br><br><em>What was that like...how many back to back</em><br><br>She giggled drunkenly but not sloppy she knew her limits and though it's been years since she got this drunk she knew how to handle herself. Walking towards the dance floor she fixed her black leather jacket hugging it tightly making her large breasts show off a mile of cleavage before starting to dance to the music.<br><br><em>Make me feel alive</em> <br><br>Her red dress hugged her curves tightly and was dangerously high up her thigh showing off her long athletic legs. Closing her eyes she danced enjoying the warm bodies around her.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>28-03-2019, 16:02:19</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/csi/images/d/d3/Shad_Moss.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20150629073704)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Name</strong>: Adrian<br><strong>Alias</strong>: Wildcard<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Amelia, Open<br><strong>Outfit</strong>:&nbsp; <br><strong>Location</strong>:&nbsp; <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">where da party at!!</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9UCY_U4QwqI)</div></div><hr><br>Adrian was roaming around the party, not sure of what was going on in here but he was definitely enjoying the scene.&nbsp; Waaaay too many beautiful people in here.&nbsp; He took a couple of shots and wanted to vomit.&nbsp; He had had milk that was stronger than this, but he looked at one guy that already seemed to be drunk.&nbsp; He wondered was he for real?&nbsp; He hadn't thought about not getting in here.&nbsp; He didn't really need the education so much as a place to hide out and the chances of anyone find him here was slim to none.&nbsp; So he had a year, maybe two before he needed to bounce again by his own calculations.&nbsp; <br><br>He kept his glasses on to hopefully hide the color changes within his eyes.&nbsp; He was trying to be lowkey, but part of him simply wanted to have a good time.&nbsp; He doubted that that would be an option if he didn't get some more drinks in him.<br><br>He didn't miss the rather sexy woman that seemed be working that red dress that did her NO justice, but hell didn't hurt to ask.&nbsp; Maybe that was where the party was.&nbsp; He was so tempted to change the music but seems like everyone was already have a good time.&nbsp; But she was definitely working all of that!<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>28-03-2019, 19:51:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*1mdsgMNCnsyEQgx9UP4ZQw.jpeg)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Name</strong>: Cailyn McInnis<br><strong>Alias</strong>: Midnight Angel<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br><strong>Location</strong>: Party<br><strong>Outfit</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://photo.venus.com/im/18156722.jpg?preset=pl-hero)<br></div></div><br><br>The music was loud and infectious.&nbsp; She felt the rhythm in every fiber of her body, both natural and man-made.&nbsp; There was something liberating about the entire feel of this place.&nbsp; Simply letting go so that she could enjoy such a basic activity as dancing and drinking.&nbsp; Her eyes opened as she felt a person approaching, felt eyes upon her in a very familiar fashion.&nbsp; Midnight Angel knew a fan when she saw one.&nbsp; That nervous glance, the expectations that lay just beneath the horizon and the reverence ill deserved playing on their face.&nbsp; She did not hate people for their attentions or desire to meet her, she had put herself out there for consumption and people had enjoyed the show for the most part.&nbsp; So a smile stretched over her lips.&nbsp; One hand pressed forward to greet the woman.&nbsp; Dampeners began to adjust the volume of the music versus the woman’s face.&nbsp; Then everything slowed down.<br><br>A blink was given as Caitlyn wasn’t sure she had heard the woman correctly.&nbsp; Perhaps the audioware inside her head was not updated properly or maybe the music was distorting the sound quality.&nbsp; Without even a flicker of her eyes or lips the audio started to replay.&nbsp; Unfortunately there was no mistaking the sound of the word masturbation.&nbsp; The woman was quick to catch herself and Caitlyn felt the smile become genuine.&nbsp; Her hand did shift away from fingertip contact to a simple brush over the shoulder as one could not be too careful.<br><br>“You..didn’t just…no..nevermind.”<br><br>The woman’s body pressed closer as the sway of the crowd shifted.&nbsp; She continued to tilt and move to the music, simply pressed into tighter confines with the other woman.&nbsp; A near musical laughter left her lips as she was now nearly on top of her.<br><br>“Guess we are dancing together.&nbsp; You can call me Caitlyn.&nbsp; Easier that way right?&nbsp; One angel to another.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>28-03-2019, 20:36:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/50/32/70/5032709570f87192f3866acfe895dea2.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Slade Valentine (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14763372#msg14763372/) <br><strong>ALIAS:</strong> Samhain<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">The Dark Prince</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Choker excluded</strong> (http://www.dealbyethan.com/images/punk-rave/punk-rave-y-564-bk.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Party<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Enjoying some food and plotting<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Liliana Sinclair<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Open<br><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This is Halloween {Cover by Caleb Hyles, so good!}</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2-t28u8lePw</div></div><br><hr><br>Slade wore a stoic mask upon his handsome visage… aside from the cool predatory gleam in his stormy blue eyes, he ventured first towards the buffet tables… summoning nightmares as large as the giant bat he’d used in the course made a man very hungry.<br>He fetched a study plate and selected a slice of pepperoni pizza and some spicy wings before he grabbed a can of soda and made his way over towards an empty table to relax and think about the various new experiments he could potentially execute with this many guinea pigs wandering about… so many of them… so many new nightmares to try out and others to create from compiled data… it almost made him salivate…<br><br>The dark haired young man chuckled darkly as he picked up his slice of pizza and took a bite off the end… perhaps some might call him evil or deranged… but he preferred to think of himself as free… unburdened… unrestrained… he could be whatever and do whatever he wanted without giving so much as a single fuck what anyone thought about it. He’d even gotten so good at covering up his messes, he wondered just how far he’d have to go before anyone would wise up to him…<br><br>There was one single issue however that could throw a wrench in his plans…<br><br>His eyes slid to the raven haired psychic that was squirreled away in a corner with some blonde guy… that girl could sense the darkness in him, his very presence had made her incredibly uncomfortable the moment they had met, he’d never even had a single chance to charm her into a false sense of security as was usually his style… <br>If the girl kept her mouth shut, well… then he’d have no issues, but if she didn’t… he would have to deal with the luminous eyed beauty… and she wouldn’t be limping away to sound any bells and whistles after he was through…<br><br>A pity too… he could sense tremendous psychic power in her… very restrained, but so much potential to be very powerful if she chose to let go of her inhibitions and ‘morality’... power could be so wasted sometimes, it was terribly depressing to see it go to those too soft and compassionate to wield it to it’s full potential.<br><br>For now, he could bide his time and wait to see if the girl would be a problem for him or not... after all, he couldn't have bodies dropping on day 1 of his arrival, that would raise too much suspicion and the fun would be over before it had truly begun...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>28-03-2019, 21:03:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liliana Sinclair (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14763368#msg14763368) <br><strong>Alias:</strong> The Blue Oracle<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sam Demarco<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> Slade Valentine<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party<br><strong>Outfit:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://media2.newlookassets.com/i/newlook/623873731.jpg?strip=true&amp;qlt=80&amp;w=480) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/bc/10/40/bc1040da627b42d1d326fcf5e224d9bd--silver-flats-for-prom-fancy-flats-for-prom.jpg)</div></div><br><hr><br><strong>{Sam}</strong> "That sounds quite an array of abilities you have there," he said. "I don't suppose your precog abilities stretch as far as this weekends lottery numbers, does it?"<br><br>Liliana gave him a bashful smile and shook her head softly “No… unfortunately I don’t control any part of that… I see what I’m meant to see… I have no control over the when, where, what or why or any of it… it can be highly inconvenient to live with, if I’m being honest…”<br><br><em>‘And people tend to get scared of me really fast… no one wants to know that much about their future… especially if it isn’t all sunshine and rainbows…’</em> She silently added to herself.<br><br>He shook his head gently and gave a soft chuckle, as if to reassure her that he wasn’t being serious or trying to make her uncomfortable… but he had nothing to worry, she felt nothing but good intentions from him. Sam felt like a really decent guy from what she could feel right now.<br><br><strong>{Sam}</strong> "Sorry, I have a somewhat dubious sense of humour at the best of times. You're right in what you said though. I'm not exactly alone up here any more,"<br><br>She nodded… the entity in his head felt primal and old, very intelligent, if not a bit animalistic...<br><br><strong>{Sam}</strong> "I don't know if you happened to see us out on the course during the try outs. Think 7 or 8 feet tall, very big, very black and more inclined to go through obstacles than around them? Well, that's us. Malcarion is a separate entity to me, but we ... well, I guess you might call him my room mate. We both live here now, and he can come out when he needs to take charge of things."<br><br>That sounded kinda scary… but if Sam was still in there, she saw no reason to go running for the hills, besides… the entity within him… she didn’t feel like it had any negative feelings about her. She was half tempted to ask permission to reach out and make a more formal introduction with this Malcarion.<br><br><strong>{Sam}</strong> "As well as his sheer power, we also have control over the darkness."<br><br>Her pale blue eyes widened in fascination as he reached out and plucked a ball of purplish shadow from the air and proceed to toss it from hand to hand… but this… it didn’t feel dark or evil… it was just the natural light and shadow that kept the whole material of the universe in balance. Shadow didn’t have to evil, it’s wielder was the one whom decided that.<br><br>Sam tossed it up then and vanished into a puff of dark smoke, Liliana grinned at him “That is really neat, I’d love to see what else you can do with it”<br><br><strong>{Sam}</strong> "We can play with it like clay, mold it, make it do what we want. And you met our little friend with the pizza."<br><br>Liliana nodded enthusiastically “Yes, the little goblin looking thing… I actually thought he was kinda cute. Can he deliver pizza for me next time I order? Now that cute little delivery guy I would tip very well”<br><br>She giggled softly in a good natured joking way and smiled “I’m really glad I came over here, you are a really nice and interesting person, Sam”<br><br>The sweet expression vanished from her face however and a look of great discomfort came over her, she looked behind her and noticed a tall guy with neck length dark hair with eerie stormy blue eyes taking a seat as a table a fair distance away from theirs… she turned back around and looked into Sam’s face…<br><br>“That guy that just came into, Slade Valentine I think he said his name was…” Liliana murmured, for only Sam to hear “He left me no choice but to run the course with him… the things he said and… his energy… it felt… just all wrong…”<br><br>She nibbled her lower lip before she continued “He makes me really uncomfortable… there is something really not right about that guy… is he still looking our way?”<br><br>If she hadn’t been glad for Sam’s presence before, she certainly was now. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Athem</strong> on <strong>29-03-2019, 08:42:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/71/Harriet_party.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Harriet Fox<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Nightshade (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14764117#msg14764117)<br><strong>Job role:</strong> Minion<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Blake, Genevieve, any<br><strong>Location:</strong> The Party<br><strong>Outfit:</strong> See pic.<br><hr>Harriet finally danced her way through the crowd. She stood slightly hipshot, subtly showing off her legs.<br><br>"Are you OK?" she asked Genevieve. <br><br>She felt a touch of - irritation? jealousy? - that Blake already had his hands on someone else. Only a touch, though; she'd only met him that afternoon. Perhaps it was more a sense of hopes being dashed so soon.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Vixen</strong> on <strong>29-03-2019, 23:08:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d3/Jubxmen.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Akiko Mizuchi<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Arc Angel<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0224/5971/products/dress-irresistible-black-mini-dress-restocked-1.jpg?v=1508811975) (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0224/5971/products/dress-irresistible-black-mini-dress-restocked-2.jpg?v=1508811975)&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0224/5971/products/dress-irresistible-black-mini-dress-restocked-3.jpg?v=1508811976)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div></div><br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Party<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Is it getting hot in here or is it just me?<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Anyone watching; Midnight Angel <br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> Grinding&nbsp; <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Sexy Music!</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AzRyxGBGiAE (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AzRyxGBGiAE)</div></div><br><hr><br><em>“You..didn’t just…no..nevermind.”</em><br><br>Akiko felt a huge wave of relief wash over her. She had NO idea that Midnight did indeed hear exactly what she said but that was for another time. One where she would be embarrassed to no end. Her eyes shone brightly as her crush/idol for so long accepted her greeting and appeared to grant her an honest to god smile. A real one. The beautiful blonde's bright smile made Akiko's heart flutter and it was taking everything inside Akiko to not fan-girl and make a bigger fool of herself than she already did.<br><br><em>Relax<br><br>Chill<br><br>She wants to be treated like a person..a teammate not doted on </em><br><br>Akiko took a breathe and let it out calming herself when the sea of bodies surged around them and pressed the two women together. The musical sound of Midnight's laughter made Akiko smile who laughed as well when they were pushed a bit more. With a small bite of her lip Akiko danced to the music just going with the flow and enjoying her time with Midnight. <br><br><em>“Guess we are dancing together.&nbsp; You can call me Caitlyn.&nbsp; Easier that way right?&nbsp; One angel to another.”</em><br><br><em>You can call me Caitlyn.</em><br><br><em>Caitlyn.</em><br><br><em>Oh god..ok be cool she's ok with you calling her by name so just</em><br><br>Moving with the music Akiko moved her body slowly but seductively, her hips gyrating in small slow circles as she leaned close to Caitlyn so she could hear her above the music and voices.<br><br>"Ok Caitlyn! My name's Akiko! Akiko Mizuchi I'm really looking forward to working closely together. You did really good on the course! It got me pretty good almost got stuck there for a few moments but I came out on top." &nbsp;Akiko said trying to be friendly. Not wanting to be that girl who only talked of work she shut up and just danced to the music doing her best to show off her moves in the hopes of catching Caitlyn's eye. Akiko remained fixed on Caitlyn watching how the gorgeous blonde worked her curves, from Akiko's view point it looked like she needed the release, needed to cut loose. And that was something Akiko could understand and so she danced willing her presence to be soothing to her partner.&nbsp; <br><em><br>Can't hurt to get her attention</em><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>30-03-2019, 03:49:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/1276306615-ChaceCrawford-an-tu-2.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Sam DeMarco<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Umbra<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b4/Sam-formal.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Party<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Liliana, Any<br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> Sharp dressed man (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7wRHBLwpASw)<br><br><hr><br>Sam nodded as Liliana referred to his minion as being cute. "That one was. I didn't want to cause a panic in here if too many people saw it. They can be a lot nastier when they need to be." He gave a small shrug before continuing. "Fear makes a pretty effective debilitator. Someone who is scared isn't going to be thinking straight, and if you're reacting rather than acting, you're not in control of the situation."<br><br>At the change in her expression he thought for a second that she'd taken what he'd said badly, but her looking behind her and subsequent explanation piqued his curiosity.<br><br><em><strong>Bad guy?</strong></em><br><br>"Maybe. Sounds that way anyhow," he murmured. <br><br>One of Malcarions gifts meant that he could see as well in darkness as in the day, and while the lightshow was a bit annoying, he could still see well enough. What he didn't do was look directly at the indicated figure, keeping his gaze on Liliana he could still see the man from his peripheral vision ... not perfectly, but well enough.<br><br>"I don't think he's looking over at us, not right now anyway," he said. "Can you tell me a bit more about what you felt earlier? What's setting off the alarms bells here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>30-03-2019, 04:46:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liliana Sinclair (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14763368#msg14763368) <br><strong>Alias:</strong> The Blue Oracle<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sam Demarco<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> Slade Valentine<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party<br><strong>Outfit:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://media2.newlookassets.com/i/newlook/623873731.jpg?strip=true&amp;qlt=80&amp;w=480) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/bc/10/40/bc1040da627b42d1d326fcf5e224d9bd--silver-flats-for-prom-fancy-flats-for-prom.jpg)</div></div><br><hr><br><strong>{Sam}</strong> "I don't think he's looking over at us, not right now anyway," he said. "Can you tell me a bit more about what you felt earlier? What's setting off the alarms bells here?"<br><br>She looked immensely uncomfortable at having to look back on it, but indulged Sam anyway, she felt she could trust him “His energy… it felt… wrong…just all wrong… like just being near him made me feel like I was choking on a miasma of putrid foul darkness…”<br><br>Liliana lightly shook her head “Your darkness is like the silken caress of twilight and shadow, natural and part of the balance that makes up our world… what I felt from Slade… it made my skin crawl. His eyes too… Sam, those eyes felt hollow, like there was no soul to speak of within him… and the comments he made…”<br><br>She paused and gave Slade a brief nervous backwards glance before returning her eyes to Sam again “I am pretty sure he threatened me back there on the course… insinuated in so many words that I would do well to stay away from his mind… or else he couldn’t be held responsible for the consequences. He needn’t worry though… after feeling what I did of his aura… I do not want to know what is going on inside his head, ever”<br><br>Her hands came up to rub her forearms “Let’s… let’s try and find something more positive to talk about… I want nothing to do with Slade Valentine… um, tell me more about you… I already see we have the same taste in pizza, how do&nbsp; you like your popcorn? I’m am extra butter kind of girl myself… though I won’t turn down caramel corn either”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>31-03-2019, 02:16:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/1276306615-ChaceCrawford-an-tu-2.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Sam DeMarco<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Umbra<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b4/Sam-formal.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Party<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Liliana, Any<br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> Two heads are better than one (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vvwop1Nv2og)<br><br><hr><br>Sam's brow furrowed slightly as he listened to Liliana's description of the other man. <em>Sounds a real charmer</em> he thought, fighting the urge to look directly at him. <em>Wonder if he's a psychopath ... sociopath ... whatever the right term is. More than just a run of the mill asshole anyway. Methinks we might have to keep an eye on this one.</em><br><br>"Popcorn?" <br><br>The change in topic took him a little by surprise, but he raised a hand to scratch his chin as he thought. "I hate to admit it, but I'm not a really a popcorn lover. I do have a sweet tooth mind you, so if I was going to take something it'd probably be the toffee or caramel stuff. I'm more likely to have a packet of jelly beans hiding around somewhere to nibble on. I like most flavours, but not cinnamon ones. Those are just ... urgh." He gave a mock shudder. <br><br>"Still, shouldn't be loading up on sweets and spoiling your appetite for dinner. What do you favour there? I find it hard to beat a good" <em><strong>Steak</strong></em> "...steak, yes. Medium rare with just a little salt, some sauteed potatoes and onions to go with it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>01-04-2019, 04:08:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*1mdsgMNCnsyEQgx9UP4ZQw.jpeg)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Name</strong>: Cailyn McInnis<br><strong>Alias</strong>: Midnight Angel<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Arc Angel, Open<br><strong>Location</strong>: Party<br><strong>Outfit</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://photo.venus.com/im/18156722.jpg?preset=pl-hero)<br></div></div><br>The words made Cailyn give a sympathetic smile.&nbsp; One arm gently moved around Akiko’s shoulder to bring her into a small, friendly hug.&nbsp; Though the jostling of bodies certainly brought the pair closer.&nbsp; A slight touch of cheek and cheek was given, a mock kiss between friends before she whispered into her ear.&nbsp; Lips nearly touched the soft lobe.&nbsp; Though any pretense of sexual tension was lost as the words were then yelled rather than whispered over the music surrounding them.<br><br>“Long as you finish right.&nbsp; Don’t always have to be on top.&nbsp; I hit a sticky situation in there myself but it’s meant to test us right!?&nbsp; Besides, at least we know we belong here and the coarse just didn’t go easy on us.”&nbsp; <br><br>The glass was brought to her lips so that another deep draw could be taken.&nbsp; That burn doing much to alleviate her nerves tonight.&nbsp; She gave a relished sigh before sliding the glass off to a random table.&nbsp; Fingers still cold from the iced glass, she pressed them into Akiko’s hand.&nbsp; She pulled on her then.&nbsp; Moving backwards Caitlyn seemed determined to drag them both deeper into the crowded floor.&nbsp; Closer and closer she pulled her new friend toward the throbbing tempo of the speakers.<br><br>“We’re going to be good friends.&nbsp; I can tell.”<br><br>She turned her body once a spot was settled on so that her back and bottom shifted against Akiko.&nbsp; Hands brought the other woman’s arms to her sides so that they danced nearly atop each other.&nbsp; Bodies melded not simply into each other but into others as they danced by or danced close to the pair.&nbsp; Caitlyn though did not let contact stray far from her partner, keeping the Asian woman close to her like a security blanket.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Vixen</strong> on <strong>01-04-2019, 21:42:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d3/Jubxmen.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Akiko Mizuchi<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Arc Angel<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0224/5971/products/dress-irresistible-black-mini-dress-restocked-1.jpg?v=1508811975) (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0224/5971/products/dress-irresistible-black-mini-dress-restocked-2.jpg?v=1508811975)&nbsp; &nbsp;(https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0224/5971/products/dress-irresistible-black-mini-dress-restocked-3.jpg?v=1508811976)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div></div><br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Party<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Is it getting hot in here or is it just me?<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Anyone watching; Cailyn<br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> Grinding&nbsp; <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Sexy Music!</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AzRyxGBGiAE (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AzRyxGBGiAE)</div></div><br><hr><br>Akiko felt a zap of energy from her belly button down between legs when Cailyn wrapped an arm around her. The fact that Cailyn was even in the same room as her was still making her mind reel. Determined to keep it cool and to prevent Cailyn from getting fed up with her Akiko returned the friendly gesture after mentally reminding herself to get a grip. Feeling her cool cheek press against her own Akiko's face flushed a little, how long had she wondered what it would be like to touch Cailyn? How many times had she imagined being in such close proximity with her and yet here and now it was happening. Akiko was on cloud nine. She suppressed a shiver as Cailyn spoke in her ear and though she had to yell to be heard Akiko still felt goosebumps.<br><br><em>“Long as you finish right.&nbsp; Don’t always have to be on top.&nbsp; I hit a sticky situation in there myself but it’s meant to test us right!?&nbsp; Besides, at least we know we belong here and the coarse just didn’t go easy on us.”</em>&nbsp; <br><br>Akiko couldn't have agreed more. It was good that the course was so challenging it made overcoming it all the more rewarding. It showed that they were not just pretty faces in costume. They were heroes.<br><br>She watched as Cailyn took a glass and drained it, her fingers still cool to the touch as she grasped Akiko's hand and guided her deeper into the dance floor. It felt like a dream, Akiko felt almost as if she were floating with Cailyn being the only one to tether her to the ground. Even if all the people around them Akiko only saw and felt Cailyn. <br><br><em>“We’re going to be good friends.&nbsp; I can tell.”</em><br><br><em>Oh god I hope so..friends and more so</em><br><br>Akiko felt her heart flutter and she was glad that Cailyn was getting a good vibe off of her. If nothing else maybe just maybe she would be able to grow closer to someone she thought the world of some day. As the gorgeous blonde spun putting her back towards Akiko and guiding her hands to her side Akiko danced up against Cailyn. Just grinding against her, relishing the warmth and feel of Cailyn against her body Akiko closed her eyes and just moved. Her body melted and molded along Cailyn's running her hands searching and savoring each touch of Cailyn's skin. Together they danced losing themselves in the musical bliss. Akiko's head was spinning, there was only Cailyn right now here with her in the party. Akiko pressed her body against Cailyn, her curves easy to touch if the blonde so chose to. Akiko leaned in close to Cailyn's neck nuzzling her slightly as they were pressed together even more. Her golden locks falling against Akiko's face. Hands running up and down Cailyn's sides they finally settled down at Cailyn's waist while Akiko held her closer as they danced. <br><br>"You're a great dancer." Akiko said slightly breathless not from the dancing but from being so close to Cailyn. <br><br>"I agree, we are gonna have a great time together." <br><br>Akiko had a flash of naughty images flint through her mind. Things she had always wished she could do with the sexy blonde hero. Pushing them away she focused on enjoying this moment with Cailyn. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetSerenade</strong> on <strong>12-04-2019, 02:39:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XVw4zy0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aislyn Nox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14764201#msg14764201)<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Dark Wings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open - Anyone - Leshy and Ghost??(Maybe?)<br><strong>Warning:</strong> Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MdPupUIncgc) - Wearing (https://i.imgur.com/x5Sk91K.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party?<br><hr><br>Aislyn gently held the hand that was gifted to her by the pale one that she was dancing with now, a grin on her face as she looked back at the Cat man. "Oh, Cheshy - trust me. I have some good things. <em>Out of this world</em> good." She said as she wiggled her brows and turned her attention fully to Ghost. A grin spreading across her face, even as she stepped in a little closer but kept a polite distance. "Would you like me to lead, or would you like to lead... I can dance a variety of ways, I just need to know which way we should lean this." She said as she wiggled her brows a little. <br><br>She was feeling giddy from the booze she had already been drinking, and she tended to be very touch starved - even if she did hug her family pretty often. Instead, she was rather pleasant in her mood now. Part of her was hoping for a crashing rainstorm because then they could all just go out to the green areas and just dance in the rain. Like the wild things that they were. "I really do think you're quite unique and pretty, Ghost... I like the taste of your energy. You don't mind that I'm hero aligned do you?" She asked with a soft smile. "I don't have any issues with you." <br><br>She focused completely on Ghost in that moment, not meaning to ignore the other female that came up. Instead, she was working on charming the reluctant one, trying to get her to join Aislyn and Leshy down the rabbit hole of shenanigans. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>12-04-2019, 03:07:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://mermaidvision.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/33415043.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Alfred Birche in a fancy shirt (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/26/fe/c5/26fec5036d81c55adf73c16aaab4a700.jpg)<br><strong>Alias</strong> Leshy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dark Wings, Ghost, Liliana &amp; Sam (mentioned), open.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party... Leaving<br><hr>He winked back at Aislyn, full and well believing her.&nbsp; There were greater mysteries and powers at work in the universe, after all. His attention shfited back to Liliana, catching the comment about being psychic, before she just... turns and heads off after some other guy. Oh well. He gives a shrug of his shoulder, and a&nbsp; roll of his eyes.<br><br>He shifted backwards into the crowd, watching the two friends dance. He turned this way and that as he navigated towards the exit, the cluster of people getting under his skin. Slyly, he'd make his exit from the tent, unless someone was intent on engaging him, in which case, he might very well humor them. Otherwise, there wasn't really anything here for him. He makes a mental note to himself to not bother with events like these in the future--he could be doing something more productive with his time, like grinding up dried herbs into a poisonous powder that could be blown into someone's face to cause some severe allergic reactions.<br><br>After all, just because he was on the hero's side, it didn't mean he had to have a sense of honor or avoid such 'dirty' tricks. He was more than glad to avoid high-roading. Anywho--he'd be lingering just outside the party proper, unless intercepted, more than happy to give Dark Wings and Ghost some time to get better acquainted with each other. He had a feeling the terrible trio would have plenty of time to have their own party, something more intimate. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack of Jacks</strong> on <strong>12-04-2019, 03:53:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Wl567SA.png)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Name</strong>: X015<br><strong>Alias</strong>: Ghost<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Leshy, Dark Wing<br><strong>Outfit</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1vS7SKFXXXXbpXXXXq6xXFXXXj/2018-Avant-Garde-Trendy-Men-s-Edge-Single-Breasted-Lapel-Long-Sleeve-Slim-Suit-Overcoat-Jacket.jpg)<br></div></div><br><strong>Location</strong>: The Party<br><hr><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">"Let's take turns,"</span> Ghost answered, coming in closer to Aislyn. Intimately close. They gave her a mona lisa smile, half wanting to crawl away and half wanting to see what she was made of. Size her up, in a sense. <span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">"I'll start,"</span> They said as they took her hand and gently put their other hand on her waist.<br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">"This is a party, we don't need to discuss our work here. We'll get to that when school starts,"</span> They told her without directly answering the question. They wondered if she knew they were on the other side. <span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">"How do I taste?"</span> They thought aloud as they motioned her to the dance floor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetSerenade</strong> on <strong>12-04-2019, 04:11:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XVw4zy0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aislyn Nox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14764201#msg14764201)<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Dark Wings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open - Anyone - Leshy and Ghost??(Maybe?)<br><strong>Warning:</strong> Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MdPupUIncgc) - Wearing (https://i.imgur.com/x5Sk91K.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party?<br><hr><br>Aislyn seemed to light up the moment Ghost mentioned taking turns. She pressed close to them the moment they pulled her in. She seemed to light up, her eyes bright and her body twisting a bit as she started to dance with them. Her movements slow and fluid, moving to a music that they made for themselves. "I suppose that's quite true, you know I much prefer this. I honestly think this would be quite fun." She said with a soft chuckle. <br><br>She danced with them, moving slowly - but keeping and eye on Leshy in the distance. If he made any movement towards leaving - she planned on dancing with Ghost till they got closer and would suggest they all go somewhere else to enjoy their own party. Her eyes lifted a bit as she looked towards him, but then turned her attention back to Ghost. "How do you taste?" She asked, her eyes lighting up as she leaned in close and looped an arm around Ghost's neck. "I can't vouch for how anything tastes other than your energy. It was something I instantly realized, you taste like the sea. I can feel the salt on my face, the tang on my tongue. Your energy is natural, vivid, bright... the ocean... the sea... like hiding on a hidden shore and swimming beneath a full moon." The young woman mused as she danced with the taller individual - then again most anyone was taller than her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack of Jacks</strong> on <strong>12-04-2019, 04:31:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Wl567SA.png)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Name</strong>: X015<br><strong>Alias</strong>: Ghost<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Leshy, Dark Wing<br><strong>Outfit</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1vS7SKFXXXXbpXXXXq6xXFXXXj/2018-Avant-Garde-Trendy-Men-s-Edge-Single-Breasted-Lapel-Long-Sleeve-Slim-Suit-Overcoat-Jacket.jpg)<br></div></div><br><strong>Location</strong>: The Party<br><hr><br>Ghost felt a chill run along their spine up into their neck as Aislyn moved into them and seemed to swim with them on the dance floor. As if they were underwater. Ghost fell into a soft trance as she spoke slowly and methodically. Instinctual, they twirled her around and leaned her over while supporting her by the hips. They hovered over her for a moment, looking like they were about to kiss her. They didn't though and pulled her up then listened to the rest of her words. They skipped along, separated between beats and then entwined each other along the way. Ghost turned her around and placed their hand on her hip while guiding their hand away. They drifted along a rift in the song, Aislyn now having her back to Ghost with their bodies intimately in sync now.<br><br>Then, the music shifted. Ghost turned her back, and brought her in. They bent down, becoming inches away from her lips. <span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">"You're turn,"</span> They announced wistfully.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>15-04-2019, 03:17:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4e/d1/78/4ed178a9e7e3d3b4a3716c46d1a1756c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liliana Sinclair (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14763368#msg14763368) <br><strong>Alias:</strong> The Blue Oracle<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sam Demarco<br><strong>Mentioning:</strong> Slade Valentine<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party<br><strong>Outfit:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://media2.newlookassets.com/i/newlook/623873731.jpg?strip=true&amp;qlt=80&amp;w=480) (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/bc/10/40/bc1040da627b42d1d326fcf5e224d9bd--silver-flats-for-prom-fancy-flats-for-prom.jpg)</div></div><br><hr><br><strong>{Sam}</strong> "Popcorn?"<br><br>Liliana smiled and nodded “Indulge me, just a little conversation starter, something pleasant” <br><br><strong>{Sam}</strong> "I hate to admit it, but I'm not a really a popcorn lover. I do have a sweet tooth mind you, so if I was going to take something it'd probably be the toffee or caramel stuff. I'm more likely to have a packet of jelly beans hiding around somewhere to nibble on. I like most flavours, but not cinnamon ones. Those are just ... urgh." <br><br>She chuckled in an almost musical way, her pale blue eyes sparkling as he explained oh so enthusiastically his love for sweets, it was downright adorable “Well, I will remember that. I love to cook, baking is especially something I like to do to relax”<br><br><strong>{Sam}</strong> "Still, shouldn't be loading up on sweets and spoiling your appetite for dinner. What do you favour there? I find it hard to beat a good" Steak "...steak, yes. Medium rare with just a little salt, some sauteed potatoes and onions to go with it."<br><br>Liliana blinked a moment and then smiled “Sorry, didn’t mean to overhear… he caught me off guard. I can appreciate men that like their steak. Sauteed potatoes and onions, hm? Sounds nice… any seasonings you like? I find just a sprinkle of seasoned salt on both sides as you flip it makes it taste so good… perhaps sometime we’ll get the opportunity to cook together, could be a lot of fun. I can make a caramel cheesecake sprinkled with toffee bits on top for you and a nice big juicy steak for your friend. Everyone wins.”<br><br>Wow, this was a refreshing change for her… she’d never been so brazen around a guy before, normally she would get all extra bashful and clam up… but there was something about Sam that made her relax and feel able to just be her normal fun loving self. Perhaps it was just that he felt so genuinely friendly and understanding…<br><br>Plus his… roommate… for lake of a kinder way of putting it, was very interesting… he could certainly be dangerous, but she didn’t feel like she herself had anything to fear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HairyHeretic</strong> on <strong>19-04-2019, 01:30:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/1276306615-ChaceCrawford-an-tu-2.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Sam DeMarco<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Umbra<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">This</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b4/Sam-formal.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Party<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Liliana, Any<br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> Two heads are better than one (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vvwop1Nv2og)<br><br><hr><br>Sam raised his hand to wave her apology away. "Don't worry about it. Like the old saying goes, don't sweat the petty things, and don't pet the sweaty things." He gave her a grin before continuing on the topic of steak. "I think the only thing a steak needs is a bit of salt. Anything beyond that is sacrilegious. Or possibly saralicious if you found something that worked. So far a little salt is all I've ever needed. I don't mind a bit of experimenting mind you."<br><br>He took another mouthful of pizza and a sip from his glass to wash it down. "I haven't had much of an opportunity to cook of late. Too many other things to do, it's easier to toss something in the oven for an hour, or the microwave for five minutes, while you take care of other stuff. Caramel cheesecake is probably beyond my humble skills, but I definitely think I could find a good home for one if it turned up."<br><br>"I wonder what kind of hours they'll have us keeping here as well. Given the wide range of abilities I've seen demonstrated, I'd imagine there'll be a lot of emphasis on individual development."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetSerenade</strong> on <strong>23-04-2019, 22:38:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XVw4zy0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aislyn Nox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14764201#msg14764201)<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Dark Wings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open - Anyone - Leshy and Ghost??(Maybe?)<br><strong>Warning:</strong> Music (https://youtu.be/vRwU7zVQkLE) (New Song, fueling Aislyn dancing) - Wearing (https://i.imgur.com/x5Sk91K.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Party?<br><hr><br>Aislyn lost herself to the music, as her kind was often known to do. Those tied to the elements in the way that Druids could be were also prone to falling into certain states when exposed to music. She fell into the dancing, letting Ghost dip her, turn her, spin her. She let the other guide their dancing, and found herself amused as she looked up at the other being that was dancing with her. "That is what your energy tastes like, as for how you taste.. that is something I am not ready to discover - as I am entirely not close enough to you yet. But... maybe some smoking and drinking, and we can see what - " Aislyn started and then stopped as a small sly smile curled her features. She reached up to wrap an arm around Ghost's neck to lean in close. "Well than, you want me to lead?" She mused as she took Ghost's hands in her own. <br><br>The moment the music shifted, Aislyn pulled Ghost tight against her, her body rolling long and slow like the water rushing out as a Tsunami was building far off shore. The pulsing beat as she worked with the other being that she was dancing with. Her movements revolving around the elements themselves, it seemed, but deep beneath was that taste of darkness that permeated the woman. "How about we blow this popsicle joint, and go find that Cheshire and go enjoy ourselves. This place is far too pretentious for my liking." She said with a grin on her face. "Maybe go find ourselves some trouble? TP the staff lounge? Prank some unsuspecting locals? I dunno, but just anything but being here in this party. I like my music and drinks better." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>23-04-2019, 23:03:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://mermaidvision.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/33415043.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Alfred Birche in a fancy shirt (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/26/fe/c5/26fec5036d81c55adf73c16aaab4a700.jpg)<br><strong>Alias</strong> Leshy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dark Wings, Ghost, open.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Going, going, going... gone<br><hr>He watched the two dance for a while, how they took turns; listened to the rhythm of the music, but also followed the rhythm of their own hearts. One of these days, he'd have to snag a dance with Aislyn. Then again, there was the lynx prowling in the back of his mind that wanted to cross blades with her, and see her prowess as a warrior. <br><br>Body language being a good thing to read at, he saw when they were winding down, almost looking about for where the wily cat had gotten himself off to... they might just catch a wave of the hat as he exited the tent, and went a-ways away from it. He wanted to pick his way down towards the coast, and find some place comfy, where he could sit down--away from the scents and sounds of people--and close his mind off; go somewhere else; focus.<br><br>His eyes closed. His hearing went dull as he reached out to the area around them. It was like his consciousness had drifted out of his body, and was gliding with the winds themselves, while simultaneously falling into the depths of the nearby water. He churned at the elements, pleaded, coaxed, promised, negotiated; worked what some would call magic, and others would call a strong super-power that came with only a subtle effect. <br><br>The relatively calm weather up to this point starts to change. The wind begins to blow, to twist and turn this way and that. The waves enthusiastically lap at the nearby coast, their crashing sounds blending in with the tune that the wind itself seemed to carry with it. Water and wind working in concert, in tandem, the air growing salty, humid, and somewhat chilly as he altered the balance around to create the sort of atmosphere he wanted--without throwing nature itself into disharmony, as his Mother did. She chained nature; he negotiated with it as an equal.<br><br>He should be easy enough to pick out in the dark, with the gold laced into his clothing catching the moonlight. Add to that that he was the nexus of the changing weather. The longer he's left uninterrupted, the more intense things would become; clouds swelling and darkening with the promise of rain, even as his own body seemed to be down into a dangerously deep hibernation mode. Every power did come at a cost, after all; the strain on his body and psyche was not expressed as excitement or strain, but rather, drain and struggle; keeping his head above the metaphorical water long enough so as not to drown in the deluge of metaphorical and metaphysical recoil. <br><br>And yet, ironically enough, producing the storm also dissipates some of his energy usage,&nbsp; because it revitalizes him. Go figure. But, as for the two, they should be able to find him easily enough, even if he was away from the party proper. The weather pattern he's bringing in would start sustaining itself even if he's brought out of his concentration, right up to its eventual dissipation. After all, nothing lasts forever.<br><br>Nothing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jack of Jacks</strong> on <strong>24-04-2019, 16:53:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Wl567SA.png)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Name</strong>: X015<br><strong>Alias</strong>: Ghost<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Leshy, Dark Wing<br><strong>Outfit</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1vS7SKFXXXXbpXXXXq6xXFXXXj/2018-Avant-Garde-Trendy-Men-s-Edge-Single-Breasted-Lapel-Long-Sleeve-Slim-Suit-Overcoat-Jacket.jpg)<br></div></div><br>Ghost heard themselves gasp as Aislyn pulled them in tight. They leaned into it a little, letting her reel them into a more fantastical style of dancing. It felt foreign, and more traditional. Some thoughts swam around in their mind like: "Where did she learn how to dance like this? Where was she from? How is she doing this to me, making me feel pulled under a current?"<br><br>Dark Wing asked them to leave with her, and Ghost must have nodded because they could feel their head tilt up-and-down. They would have been easy to lead out of the room, offering no resistance at the moment. There was something ancient in them that they couldn't help but succumb to, a primal force that dominated their flesh. Maybe Aislyn could feel it in them, but was it grotesque and monstrous or was it venerable and beautiful? Perhaps, the line blurred there.<br><br>Hopefully, Aislyn lead them both to the beach where Leshy was surely also headed towards. They didn't know where he was but he seemed to slip out of the room like a prowling cat. <br><br><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">"Please, anywhere with water,"</span> They implored. The idea of the coast right after that alluring dance seemed so very attractive to them. The idea of this lovely witch with them at the beach...was also very attractive to them. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SweetSerenade</strong> on <strong>30-04-2019, 08:27:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/XVw4zy0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aislyn Nox (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14764201#msg14764201)<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Dark Wings<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Leshy, Ghost<br><strong>Warning:</strong> Music (https://youtu.be/vRwU7zVQkLE) (New Song, fueling Aislyn dancing) - Wearing (https://i.imgur.com/x5Sk91K.jpg)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Beach<br><hr><br>The woman was floating in her own mind for a moment, but it split away as Leshy left of his own accord. Her head turned and she looked back at Ghost with a smile. A chuckled leaving her as she held Ghost's hand and pulled them behind her as she wove her way out. "Yes, come on, let's go. I think I know the perfect place." She said as she gave a bright grin and started to walk with Ghost out of the dance area. They left the party entirely and Aislyn followed fast after Leshy, Ghost's hand held in her own. She looked back at them from time to time, smiling softly before moving further. <br><br>As soon as they reached Leshy she reached out to put her hands on his shoulder, a barrier of magic bursting up around them so they could relax comfortably in a bubble while watching the storm ahead. "Lovely delight you are sharing with us, eh? Now than - what about joining me and Ghosty for a smoke and drink?" She murmured into the Feline-man's ear as she gently tugged on his clothing from behind. "I have my mead, and my green... let's all sit and talk." She whispered to him, her lips barely ghosting over the back of his ear. <br><br>She pushed up with her own magic, making the storm localize to only around them, this way that others would not have their dancing evening ruined by a storm that only three of them were likely to enjoy to it's fullest. "So, come!" She said as she dropped and pulled out her flask and her pipe. "So, how shall we convene the first meeting of the Trio of Trouble?" She asked with an ear to ear grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Events</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>30-04-2019, 16:28:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://mermaidvision.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/33415043.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Alfred Birche in a fancy shirt (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/26/fe/c5/26fec5036d81c55adf73c16aaab4a700.jpg)<br><strong>Alias</strong> Leshy<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dark Wings, Ghost, open.<br><strong>Location:</strong> Going, going, going... gone<br><hr>The moment she touches him, there's a sort of 'ripple', as he partially shifted his hands into claws. If not for the inherent disadvantage the Lotus position put him at, he might have attacked, based purely on the startle response; but he had a moment to process who it was, and decide she was not yet a threat to him, personally. "Sorry, false alarm. I tend to not be here when I'm working with nature." There was also a small feeling of queasiness that came with the abrupt disconnect he felt, but the storm was already set in motion; and Aislyn added her own magic to it.<br><br>When he looked at them, his eyes seemed to shine in the darkness, the way a cats eyes did. "Oh, are we a trio already? My my, you two move fast. And not even asking my permission first." He tsk'd, but the goofy grin on his face, his body language, his tone--everything pointed to him having no actual problems, and merely playing around with them. He sniffed at the air, rather loudly, his nose doing this twitchy thing that some people found cute, or adorable.<br><br>"You have good herbs on you. Of course, all manner of greenery is good." The unspoken part of that being that what it's good for depends on circumstances. "I think a smooth smoke, and a bit of hard liquor would be a good way to unwind. Did you enjoy your dance?" He asked happily enough. "I think I put people off today, but oh well. Grain needs to be threshed, after all. And here we have the cream of the crop." He gave them both a wink, words complimentary. <br><br>"Though I must admit to being curious about you both. Where do you see yourselves in five years?" He couldn't even get through that question without laughing. Admittedly, he had had absinthe earlier, and it was a very potent brew besides that. The wormwood is still on his breathe, so someone may need to keep him on a leash when it comes to the mead. 
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