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fatespoken) wrote2010-08-09 12:41 am
fatespoken) wrote2010-08-09 12:41 am
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[ The sun's just finished cresting on the horizon, a morning arrival for the few who are actually insane enough to be up at this hour. Sharp, bright rays illuminate this picturesque view of a tree-lined street bordering the entrance-side of Xanadu, while all the while clashing with this smaller-scale display of resplendent, luminous... men.
Two men, both obviously drunk, shakily maneuvering down the street in a snaking path. It's really gives a psychedelic effect. The blond,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
never_very_good, is a veritable human rainbow, sparkling softly in warm, rainbow tones. The brunette, Amory Felix, is that pot of gold (silver, rather) at the end of Frankie's rainbow, glittering a dim, white sparkle that would make a cubic zirconium stone jealous. It's not as sharp or bright a sparkle as other specimens will surely display later today. ]
I swear- I fucking swear I won. You passed out after.... after your tenth, while I outdrank you by at least three. So you, you better pay the prince, Dalton. I'm talking about white face make-up and a cheap Halloween store cape. You're dressing up as Dracula for the week. I won, your punishment.
Bullshit. You were facedown on the table by the time I had eight, if you managed any more'n that you'd've been too wasted to remember, anyway. I'm not paying any... any anything... and I never agreed to that shit anyway.
Fuck you, vampire. You just... pro- proved your fucking manhood, and now it all goes to waste because you won' man-up and face your punishment.
[ And here is where Dalton intercepts with a lovely middle finger. ]
Shit, Frankie. Either I'm drunk or you... you look like a fucking gay manrainbow. Look at you. Look at you.
You are drunk and-- I. You. Fuck. [Pause.] You look... [LONG, LONG PAUSE.] sparkly.
What?
[ ooc: Frankie, being a once-pire sparkles rainbows instead of diamonds. While Amory, though not really a vampire, is enough of one for a dim sparkle. ]
Two men, both obviously drunk, shakily maneuvering down the street in a snaking path. It's really gives a psychedelic effect. The blond,
never_very_good, is a veritable human rainbow, sparkling softly in warm, rainbow tones. The brunette, Amory Felix, is that pot of gold (silver, rather) at the end of Frankie's rainbow, glittering a dim, white sparkle that would make a cubic zirconium stone jealous. It's not as sharp or bright a sparkle as other specimens will surely display later today. ]I swear- I fucking swear I won. You passed out after.... after your tenth, while I outdrank you by at least three. So you, you better pay the prince, Dalton. I'm talking about white face make-up and a cheap Halloween store cape. You're dressing up as Dracula for the week. I won, your punishment.
Bullshit. You were facedown on the table by the time I had eight, if you managed any more'n that you'd've been too wasted to remember, anyway. I'm not paying any... any anything... and I never agreed to that shit anyway.
Fuck you, vampire. You just... pro- proved your fucking manhood, and now it all goes to waste because you won' man-up and face your punishment.
[ And here is where Dalton intercepts with a lovely middle finger. ]
Shit, Frankie. Either I'm drunk or you... you look like a fucking gay manrainbow. Look at you. Look at you.
You are drunk and-- I. You. Fuck. [Pause.] You look... [LONG, LONG PAUSE.] sparkly.
What?
[ ooc: Frankie, being a once-pire sparkles rainbows instead of diamonds. While Amory, though not really a vampire, is enough of one for a dim sparkle. ]