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Post by simon on Apr 1, 2007 0:40:01 GMT -5
Simon replies.
I think you look quite stunning. Blue is certainly your color. That IS what you were talking about, right?
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Post by Kayn on Apr 1, 2007 0:52:58 GMT -5
*A black 1968 Pontiac GTO roars up the driveway with the stereo system playing Death’s cover of the Judas Priest classic “Painkiller”. The windows are tinted black so the driver cannot be seen. The driver turns off the lights and shuts the car off. The door opens and out steps Kayn. Standing in his more comfortable attire, jeans, boots, old Iron Maiden 'Live After Death' tour shirt and his black leather bikers jacket, he looks around and thinks Damn this a nice place. I guess everyone who's anyone is here tonight. This is going to be odd, I mean Keith and I are rivals right now, however this will be a good opportunity to network and size up some of the competition that I haven’t met face to face yet, but to also let off some steam and just have a good time. With that Kayn pulls out his trusty whiskey flask, takes a slug off it, closes it up, puts it back inside his inside jacket pocket and walks up to the house.*
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Post by Keith Wyle on Apr 1, 2007 1:17:12 GMT -5
Keith standing at the entrance as Kayn walks up, Keith simply nods his head as does Kayn....
Keith now turns his body into the party watching his fellow combatants having a fun time, it warms his heart to see this sight. As he scans the crowd he finds the eyes of Amber and they lock for a moment he gave her wink and a wave as she talked Robby about whatever they are talking about.
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Post by wolframbros on Apr 1, 2007 4:24:35 GMT -5
~/~That bastard brother of his! He still had the Expedition. So, of course, Reiner had no other option then to rent-a-car! And what a lemon he rented! The thing spewed fumes and smog out from everywhere it seemed. It clunked and clanged badly. The motor sounded like it was overheating most of the ride to Keith's place. Hell, he was sure the people inside the house could hear the thing coming, even when it was just pulling down the start of the driveway. What the hell model of a car was this anyway? Hell if he knew! Had to be from the 60's though with as bad as this thing sounded. He sighed as he pulled into a free spot, away from all the nice cars. Turning the ignition off he raised an eyebrow, the thing was still going!~/~
"This thing gonna blow on me, I just know it! Turn off you son of a bitch!"
~/~He sighed, slamming his hands on the steering wheel. He opened the door and gritted his teeth at the screeching sound produced by the door, he stepped out and shut the door, a pair of faded jeans, another, different Rammstein shirt than the other day, and that same black, fingerless glove on his right hand. He walked around to the front of the car and gave it a swift kick to the bumper... That was a mistake as the bumper came loose and slumped down. His eyes widened as he bent down and tried to fix the thing, he positioned it back in place and let go slowly, it slumped again. He tried it once more and the bumper came completely off, he looked down at it in his hands before slamming it in place several times trying to make it stick to the front of the car.~/~
"You've got to be shitting me! What the hell kind of deal is this?! Hey! Go on you piece of shit!"
~/~Several more tries proved futile. He stood up and slammed the bumper against the hood of the car a few times before letting it drop and giving the front of the car another swift before walking away from the damn thing. He was here for a party! Not fix an already broken car, which, by the way, still sounded like it was running!~/~
"I need a drink..."
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Post by ejstone on Apr 1, 2007 14:55:38 GMT -5
After hearing there was a party at the Wyle Manor. Austin hopped in his truck and made his way over. He has yet to talk to anyone so why not go to a party and familiarize yourself with some people.
While driving down the road for about 10 minutes he arrives at the gates of the Manor. This guy’s got a hell of a nice place. Austin entered the desired area and parked his truck where most of the other cars where and hopped out. He wasn’t wearing nothing too fancy, just a pair of jeans and a regular hoddie like always.
While approaching the door, Harris notices a man standing at the entrance. He walks up the entrance to the Manor and looks at the man.
I’m guessing your Keith. Hell of a nice place you got yourself here man. Names Austin Harris, just got here not too long ago and heard about the party you where having, so I decided to drop by.
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Post by Keith Wyle on Apr 1, 2007 15:00:09 GMT -5
Keith turns around to see a new face as the man talks he notices he said a new combatant....
"yeah come on in, the best way to meet new faces is too party"
The two men slap hands as Austin walks in.....
"Just don't break nothing"
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Post by wolframbros on Apr 1, 2007 15:15:02 GMT -5
::.Almost to the door. Calm yourself, Reiner. Ow... Ow... Ow!.::
~/~Something was throbbing in his foot and ankle. Oh, the pain. It was searing up fast. Damn, kicking that hunk of junk wasn't the smartest thing he ever did, now was it? He couldn't help but do it, he was pissed at the shape that car was in, and was pissed his brother still had the Expedition. He had to take it on on something. He could still hear the thing clunking as he approached Keith with an increasing limp in his step. Did anyone even see him basically try and break the car? He didn't know.~/~
::.Come on. You can make it. Just greet Keith, get in, and get into a room and rub that ankle! Or at least get in and in a chair!.::
::.But... It hurts.::
~/~Just a few more steps. Just a few more and he was within hand shaking distance of Keith. Several more limps and he was there, he extended his hand out to Keith~/~
"Kickass looking place, ya got here, Mr. Wyle!"
.::Ow....::
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Post by Keith Wyle on Apr 1, 2007 15:19:52 GMT -5
Keith looks at Reiner limping over to him...
"Hey Reiner you ok man"
Keith looked inside and motioned for one his waiters to come over
Sir
"Do me a favor take him over to couch and give a drink and a bag of ice too"
Yes Sir
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Post by ejstone on Apr 1, 2007 15:20:56 GMT -5
Austin walks into the party and notices there where a lot of people around. He nods his head and decides the first thing he would do would be to go and get himself a drink. Austin walks over to the bar area and looks at the bartender.
Yo barkeep, Jack Daniels over here.
The bartender begins to make the drink while Austin looks around while he awaits his drink.[/i][/color]
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Post by wolframbros on Apr 1, 2007 15:34:31 GMT -5
"Hey... That ain't necessary... But.. Eh... Thanks?"
~/~Well, this certainly was nice. Although, he could have made it to the couch himself, it never hurt to have a little help. Said waiter gripped him around the waist as Reiner slung an arm over his shoulder and off they went!~/~
"Hey! Hey! Keep them hands above the waist, ya hear?!"
~/~Not even a response from the waiter as he dragged him to the couch, Reiner fought out of his grip and sat on the couch himself, position himself enough to where he could prop his leg up on the cushion of the couch, without his shoes being place upon it. The waiter then left to fetch the drink and ice pack~/~
"I should use the company that rented me that hunk of junk... But... I'd probably lose that claim for damaging the damn thing in the first place...Fuck..."
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Post by Xander Xavier Luther on Apr 1, 2007 15:44:38 GMT -5
What could be said about the woman? She was what you call P.H.A.T. But he knew what this was all about. He knew of the talk that came up regarding him at the PPV (including the eye removal and use of strap-ons). He knew about the RESULT of the PPV. Destiny was calling Hayley's bluff right now. He was going to have to be strong, god help him...
The pleasure is...mine, Destiny. Um...can I get you a drink? .:Destiny gets really close to Xander...almost hugging him. She looks up at him with a very innocent look and says:.
"Sure....and it doesn't matter what...."
.:This was playing right into her field of seduction...just a little while longer and she will be the puppet master to his marionette.:.
Um...how about what I'm having? Another martini, please?
Xander was trying his best to play it cool, but Ms. Knight was clearly sending signals here, and he knew it. He knew what she was up to, but he is a guy after all. She was most certainly getting a rise out of him...
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Post by nympho on Apr 1, 2007 15:57:01 GMT -5
.;Destiny, overall pleased at how things were falling into place, decided to tweak it a little bit more. As the bartender places her drink on the counter, she takes it in one hand and with the other she slowly sets it on Xander's thigh...close to his "Manhood" but certainly not on it..She slowly starts to rub his thigh as she glances over a bit to the center of his lap....wow! She says in a very seductive tone of voice...:.
"Is that because of me?..."
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Post by "The R*" Robby Sylk on Apr 1, 2007 15:58:29 GMT -5
Oh you have haven't you? Good things I hope...Robby replies to the kind words of Amber. So, she and Dez were that tight after one match together? They must've done some real "bonding" the night that they spent out with each other. So, where is Dez anyway?
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Post by Xander Xavier Luther on Apr 1, 2007 16:03:14 GMT -5
This was becoming very heated, and just a tab bit awkward. It was like that old R. Kelly song, His mind's telling him no, but his body's telling him yes...one part of it anyway.
Well...I guess it's only natural, isn't it? Look, Destiny...you're a beautiful woman, really...but, I'm seeing Hayley right now, you know that...
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Post by nympho on Apr 1, 2007 16:09:15 GMT -5
.:An added step in her plan...well....an unexpected step actually...her hand gets dangerously close to X's rather stiff member. She leans in close, and whispers in Xander's ear.:.
"What Hayley doesn't know......won't hurt her....."
.:As Destiny said this, her warm breath was colliding with Xander's ear...:.
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