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Post  Havoc Fri May 22, 2009 7:48 pm

Okay, so, I will update my stories HERE before I do on FP!! Very Happy I know, I know, surprise!! So--BEWARE. My stories contain:

1) Slash
2) Foul Language
3) Random Shit (<--my favorite Razz)

SO~!! You get the gist of things. AND HOW IT'S GOING TO GO DOWN. I will put up here ANY story I write on the spur of the moment. They may or may not be finished, so DEAL. Kthanxbai!!
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Post  Havoc Mon May 25, 2009 2:48 pm

Ah, some more to the Ivy Oneshot... Set after carpool >:3

“Paris, Marci!” Aiden yelled downstairs to the basement. “Emo and Nerd are here with your stuff!”
“Coming!” he heard Paris shout back up the steps.
“Do you really have to keep calling us by that?” Tristan asked, scuffing the floor by kicking it absentmindedly.
“I don’t see it as derogatory, necessarily, just… endearing, now, if I may say so myself,” Aiden said, shrugging. Eric rolled his eyes, and pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose.
“Hey, Eric,” Paris greeted. “Thanks for bringing my stuff to stay over.”
“Welcome,” Eric replied, smiling. He handed her the sleeping bag and her suitcase.
“Tristan!” Marci squealed, latching onto her brunette brother with a bone-crushing hug.
“Marci, get off of me!” Tristan yelled, trying to break free from Marci’s vice-like hug.
“My God, Tristan. Don’t be such an idiot,” Marci huffed, letting go and backing away. “Just gimme my stuff.”
“Fine, take it, you little parasite.” Tristan tossed her a pillow, a sleeping bag, and a suitcase.
“Who’re you calling a parasite, you stupid retard?” Marci grumbled, hands on her hips.
“You, obviously.”
“Oh, come on. I’m not a parasite.”
“Then I’m not a stupid retard.”
“Oh, shut up! You so are!” Marci grabbed her pink pillow from the floor and knocked it against Tristan’s head repeatedly.
“Stop it, Marci!” Tristan squawked, putting his hands over his head in defense. “Is this fun to you?!”
“Extremely,” Marci said, smirking as she stopped. Tristan narrowed his eyes, stole the pillow from her, and threw it at her face.
“You’re right, it is fun.” The brunette grabbed Eric’s hand, and began tugging him towards the front door. “Come on, Eric! Let’s go before she murders me, all right?”
“Bye, Paris,” Eric said. “Be good, okay?”
“Yeah,” Paris consented, nodding. Eric waved goodbye as he left.
***
“So, what movie are we watching? Did you pick one out yet, Ivy?” Paris asked.
“No, not yet,” Ivy asked as she browsed the selection of movies on the shelf in the basement. “Oh, wait. What about Elf?”
“Yes, yes!” Marci shrieked. “I love that movie! Let’s watch it, let’s watch it! Can we watch it, huh, Ivy?! Can we, can we, can we?!”
“Yeah, I guess,” Ivy said, shrugging nonchalantly. “Paris?”
“Sure, I’ve never seen it,” Paris agreed.
“You’ve never seen it?!” Marci gasped, gaping at her friend. “Then we just have to watch it! Ivy, put the movie in!”
“Be quiet down there!” Aiden hollered down the steps. “We’re trying to watch a movie up here!”
“Yeah, ‘watch,” Ivy scoffed, making quotation marks with her fingers. “Suck it up, Aiden! Marci’s just naturally loud!”
“I am not!” Marci yelled.
“See what I mean?” Ivy said.
“Marci, turn it down!” Aiden shouted. “Your voice is getting annoying!”
“Your face is annoying,” Marci whispered. Paris snickered beside her. “Fine, I’ll shut up!”
“Just go watch your movie, Aiden!” Ivy yelled. “We’re gonna be quiet!”
“Thank you!” The basement door slammed shut.“Jesus Christ, what’s his problem?” Ivy muttered.
“My problem is that we’re not watching a movie right now,” Marci told her, waving her hand in the air carelessly.


Last edited by Colonel on Tue May 26, 2009 11:29 pm; edited 2 times in total (Reason for editing : Because I was testing my mighty Mod powers >;D)
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Post  Fullmetal tr Mon May 25, 2009 5:43 pm

*glomps* YOU'RE AWESOME ;D
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Post  Colonel Mon May 25, 2009 11:15 pm

Nice, Havoc!! XDDD Always funny owo
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Post  Chibitan Wed May 27, 2009 9:59 pm

yeah 'watching' XD awesome work.
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Post  Havoc Tue Jun 02, 2009 10:17 pm

((From where we left off xP))

“I’m getting it, I’m getting it, jeez,” Ivy hissed.
*~*~*
“Breakfast, idiots!” Aiden hollered loudly, slamming the basement door open. “Get up and come up for some breakfast before I drag you up here!”
“You’re really not a morning person,” Casper noted, elbowing his boyfriend playfully. “Are you?”
“Suck it, Homo,” Aiden hissed, jabbing the blonde back in the ribs, hardly jokingly. “On second thought, why don’t you?”
“Because it’s morning and that’s a disgusting thing to say,” Casper sighed, running a hand through his hair. “That is truly inappropriate.”
“What’s inappropriate?” Ivy asked, appearing at the top of the steps.
“Your mom.”
“We have the same mom.”
“Ruin all the fun, why don’t you?” Aiden rolled his eyes. “Where the fuck is Marci?”
“You know her internal clock isn’t set to wake her up until ten in the morning,” Paris told him matter-of-factly, as if it was common knowledge. “And it’s nine-thirty.”
“So, what’s for breakfast?” Ivy asked, and crossed her arms over her chest. “I’m freaking starved.”
“Well, shouldn’t we wait for your friend?” Casper suggested.
“No,” Ivy deadpanned.
“Oh—Um, all right. Since I’ve forbidden Aiden from using the toaster, I’ll make breakfast. How does that sound?”
“Fine, just make sure it’s nothing gross,” Aiden grumbled. “Like eggs. I hate eggs.”
“I’ll make French Toast,” Casper said. “You three, shoo. Aiden, don’t come here and try and distract me or else you won’t be eating breakfast for a long time.”
“Fine, fine, I hear you,” Aiden muttered, putting his hands over his ears. “Sometimes I think you’d make the perfect housewife.”
“All the more better for you, then.”
*~*~*
“Bye, guys!” Marci shouted, waving obnoxiously. “Thanks for having me over!”
“Yes, thank you so much,” Tristan whispered to Aiden. “She was going to drive me crazy if she stayed home for one more day. You don’t know how much this meant to me.”
“I’m guessing a lot,” Aiden mused, smirking. “Judging by the way your shirt is kind of on backwards.” Tristan blushed, and grabbed Marci, who was making a big show out of leaving by hugging onto Ivy and sobbing into her shoulder melodramatically.
“We’re leaving,” he grumbled, and tugged her out of the house. “Thanks again, you two!”
“What was that about?” Paris asked Eric.
“Oh, Tristan was just in a hurry to get dressed when he noticed what time it was this morning,” Eric told her, the light glaring off of his glasses.
“Too much information, dear old brother of mine,” Paris muttered, and shoved him out of the door. “Bye, Ivy!”

((I love to embarrass them >:3 WHY?! BECAUSE O:<))
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Post  Fullmetal tr Tue Jun 02, 2009 10:19 pm

I LOVE YOU, HAVOC. XDDDD

In a friendly way~ >w>
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Post  Havoc Tue Jun 02, 2009 10:20 pm

Yes, yes, I know XDDD I love to torture them all >:3
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Post  Havoc Tue Jun 09, 2009 7:58 pm

Waking Up In Vegas

Danny slowly cracked one eye open and looked around, unable to pinpoint where he was, exactly. He wasn’t in his apartment, or even at the casino were he worked. No, it was a hotel room. He felt a strong arm wrapped around him, and hesitantly turned his head around. Oh, fuck. He stared wide-eyed at the sleeping face of a man next to him, recollecting last night’s certain ‘events’. Slowly, he removed the arm hanging over his hip and attempted to wriggle out of the bed without waking the other up.
“Not even going to say good-bye?” Danny jumped and swiveled around as he heard the deep, rough voice of the other man, who’s name he unfortunately did not remember. The man languidly rolled onto his back, and lethargically sat up, running a hand through his dark brown hair.
“I-I’m sorry…” Danny apologized, faintly blushing as he saw the other wasn’t wearing a shirt, or anything, really. Luckily Danny was still wearing his white button-up.
“It’s not your fault. What’s your name again, kid?” Oh, good, so he wasn’t the only one who forgot. That would’ve been embarrassing.
“Danny,” the blonde answered, “And you…?”
“Anthony.”
“Ah… I remember you now.” Danny shook his head to try and clear away his thoughts as he hopped out of bed and pulled on the first pair of pants he found.
“Same,” Anthony replied, grabbing his shirt from the floor and throwing it on unhurriedly.
“I-I’m sorry, sir, if this inconvenienced you at all…” Danny slowly buttoned up his white shirt.
“Don’t worry,” Anthony said, shrugging as if this sort of thing happened all the time. “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Speaking of events, do you remember what happened last night?”
“You mean you don’t?” Danny furrowed his eyebrows as he stared into Anthony’s striking sapphire eyes.
“Nope,” the other said, popping his lips on the ‘p’. “Am I supposed to? You make it sound like I’ve committed a crime, Danny. I was smashed drunk, Jesus Christ.”
“Being drunk is no excuse,” Danny muttered. Anthony rolled his eyes, and hopped out of the bed, gradually finding his skinny jeans and leisurely putting them on.
“Will you at least tell me?” he asked, resting his hand on the head of dirty-blonde hair and ruffling it.
“Only if you tell me where we are.”
“We’re in my hotel room. It’s the Hilton by the casino down the street or whatever.”
“Oh, right, I remember that part now.”
“Now, sit, kid. It’s story time.” Anthony flopped back on the bed, crossing his legs over one another, and patted the spot next to him. Danny sighed, and slipped beside him. “Don’t skip over any major details just for my sake.”
“I’m a bartender down at the casino, and you came in, and served you for almost a half hour. My shift ended, and you offered to take me back to your place since it was raining. You didn’t look drunk or dangerous or anything, so I just decided to trust you, which was extremely stupid. We got back to your room, I guess, and…”
Riiight,” Anthony groaned, slapping his forehead with his palm. “So sorry. I don’t really get too drunk, or hung over most of the time. Last night must have been an exception. It’s my fault.”
“Damn right it is,” Danny grumbled.
“But you were the one who accepted my offer,” Anthony reminded him smugly, and patted the other on the shoulder sarcastically. “I can see why I let you come back here.”
“And that is why…?” Anthony rolled his eyes, and tilted Danny’s chin upwards towards him. Danny gulped as the brunette inched his face forward until their lips were almost brushing.
“You’re kinda cute, Danny,” whispered Anthony. He pulled back, smirking. “Very, very cute. Too cute for your own good. Be careful, or else you might get snatched up. Now, run along. Or should I pay you?”
“… Pay me?”
“Taxi money, of course. Unless you’re a prostitute and you want money for last night’s services.”
“Bastard! I’m not a prostitute! And are you seriously just going to kick me out like that?!”
“Have you ever heard of the phrase ‘one night stand’?”
“Of course! Who hasn’t?!”
“I feel that phrase would apply nicely to last night, Danny. So sorry, but I’m not looking for a relationship. I don’t like to stick to one person and one person only.”
“But—!”
“Danny, you’re very cute, damn sexy, in fact. You’ll find another man someday… or woman, depending on which way you lean towards more.”
“Wait a second—Does my being a man have something to do with this?”
“In a way.” Anthony smiled wryly, flashing his bright white teeth. “It wouldn’t do my image any good. I have a status to uphold, and I don’t need a young little boy to ruin it. My apologies.”
“But you basically said you screwed around with a bunch of different people!”
“People don’t know that, now do they?” Anthony asked, holding a finger up to his lips. “Now head on back home. Oh—right, I almost forgot.” He dug through his pocket, until he pulled a wallet. “How does fifty sound to you?”
“Just forget it, you motherfucker,” Danny said sullenly, standing up from the messy bed. “Just go burn in Hell for all I care!”
“Then I’ll see you there.” Anthony crossed his arms over his chest in a haughty way, watching complacently as the younger man dashed out of his hotel room.

((So... fucking... bored o.o NOT REALLY ;D I HAD TO POST THIS XDD))
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Post  Fullmetal tr Wed Jun 10, 2009 12:06 am

Nice. o.o

Loved that. ;D
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Post  Havoc Wed Jun 10, 2009 11:36 pm

“Stop! Let my class walk through the hallway first, you three!” Mrs. O’Harra, a teacher, shouted at Ivy, Paris, and Marci. Marci rolled her eyes, and as the first graders walked by, casually stepped through, making sure to block some and ‘accidentally’ knock one kid into another.
“Look!” Marci yelled, clapping. “It’s like the domino effect!” She pointed as one kid she just knocked hit another, who hit another, and fortunately, the one behind him caught him.
“I thought I told you to wait,” Mrs. O’Harra stated, appearing by the brunette and resting her hand on the girl in a ticked-off manner. Marci silently cussed the teacher out underneath her breath before replying.
“Oh, did you? I don’t know. You should really know what you said though. After all, you said it. I wasn’t listening,” she answered, shrugging.
“Maybe you should try and pay attention,” the teacher said, her voice sounding like nails against the chalkboard.
“I have to get to class. Let go of my arm,” Marci said, looking pointedly at the teacher. Mrs. O’Harra gave Marci one of those infamous teacher glares, to which Marci just clicked her tongue at. “You’re gonna’ be late too, ya’ know.”
“Have you ever been to the principal’s office, young lady?”
“No, and I don’t plan on it. But I will if I don’t get to class on time with my friends, which your hand on my shoulder is preventing me from doing. Wow, a teacher is denying a student an education. Surely the principal would like to hear about this fiasco.”
“Do you think you’re above everyone else, talking like that?”
“I’m an extremely modest person, so I don’t like to consider myself higher than people. Unless they’re scum, of course.” Marci narrowed her eyes at the teacher when she said the last sentence.
“… Just go to class.” The teacher removed her hand, using it to slap her forehead.
“I would’ve earlier if you hadn’t stopped me. Come on, guys!” She gestured with a wave of her hand for Ivy and Paris to follow her.
“I don’t see how you manage to piss off every authority figure in your life, and not get in trouble,” Paris noted, falling into step beside Marci.
“No, I’m respectful to adults. I just hate that lady.”
“Why?” Ivy asked, absentmindedly scuffing the floor with her show.
“… Do I need a reason to?”
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Post  Fullmetal tr Wed Jul 29, 2009 1:26 am

YOU NEED TO UPDATE THIS
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