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May 18, 2019 23:15:18 GMT
Post by johnny on May 18, 2019 23:15:18 GMT
Johnny stood there smoking his cigarette as again he waited for Lulu to get ready. "Come on Luuu! We were supposed to leave ten minutes ago!" Johnny was excited. Tonight was a big fucking night. Celebrations were in order. Why? Because it was god damned Wednesday. Johnny didn't need a reason to party and have a good time. He was the wild man of the fools. The grounded glass ceiling that threatened to shatter all over town. The sky was the limit and the possibilities were endless. Johnny Rome was ready to pop. Rolling on his shoulder and sliding off the wall in one motion he pounded the door. "Don't care if your tits are out we're leaving now. Better bounce those babies in a bra and come on out. I'll start the car."
Johnny had told Lulu multiple times about her taking so long to get ready. He knew that the wait was always worth it, but tonight wasn't about looking glamerous. Tonight was about getting loose. He hadn't told her where they were going. The chances were good that she was going to over dress for the occasion. Truthfully they were going to the Detroit City Speedway. The place were drunk rednecks shouted at cars going in circles. Any other time it would have been idiotic, but Johnny Rome had an in with the owner. Not only did the guy owe the fools a favor a few broken knee caps on assholes who wouldn't pay the bookie.... Also Johnny had slipped him a little cash to make it all cool.
The drive wasn't very long and right on the money Lulu had gotten herself all dolled up. All dolled up to race on the track. He could see the subtle confusion in her face as the pulled up. "Relax baby. You know 8 shots into the night and we'll probably end up sky diving in Paris or some shit. It was true. He never knew where he was going to wake up after a night of drinking. Honestly it was kind of fun. He like a werewolf who transformed. Johnny Walker blue was his full moon and when he became an animal he did some really stupid shit. The last time he had got drunk and partied to hard he woke up in a donut shop lying behind the counter. Powered sugar all over his face and a pig cuddling in his cradled arms.
"We're going to get drunk and drive real fast. You'll love it." Johnny pulled up to the Speedway and got out of the car. Most of the fools had already showed up. "Alright you motherfuckers! Get ready to rock out with your cocks out, this parties going balls to the wall. Introducing first in the classic dale earnheart home depot painted piece of shit over there....." Someone handed Johnny a beer and he took a sip as he finished his introduction. "Benny.....Little dick Fleeeeeeeeeeeetfooooooooooooot!" Buster was in fact in a race car. It looked like nascar white trash heaven. with so many fucking logos and sponsorships on it it might as well have been an internet pop up add. Buster Gave Johnny a middle finger as he pulled up to the staring line with a beer in his hand too. "William get in your pussy little truck and go race buster come on." Johnny laughed.
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30
SEXUALITY
Hetero
OCCUPATION
Club Enforcer
Beta Mutant
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Post by Ironsides on May 19, 2019 1:13:01 GMT
From the start the fools were always a rowdy bunch and that drive and determination paid off over the years. Starting as a bunch of dumb kids and working their way to the baddest group in Detroit had been a lot of work. What started small now had a larger member base to the point where lulu had to buy a apartment complex to house them all. Not that they spent enough time at home when they were out busy and cracking skulls. Nights were always one of self indulgence and wild parties. Johnny Rome the man who led them had the reputation for his wild parties. They were known as legendary right up there with charlie sheen and some of the a list celebs. William being the party animal he was always found himself in attendance and after every party he swore never again. Being on of the Oldest of the group he kept up with the younger guys well for his age but most of the time his attention was on anything with a split between the legs, Some of the Fools had found their queen and that was the girl that spent their life with. William was more of a love them and have them right out the door before the bed could get warm. The man flat out didn't do any sort of deep connection so when Johnny called everyone to the speedway for a party. Its not like he had to check with his girl or wait for them so he could leave. There was a girl he had been chatting up the past few weeks but she kept slamming the door anytime he tried to move things to the bedroom. Now as he stood there staring at his phone waiting for a text he wouldn't get it made him wonder why he did this dumb shit. Last weeks Johnny part had him waking up Dressed in a colorful salsa dress at a tortilla factory cuddling with a bull statue. Not a damn memory of how the fuck he got there and why there was a taco tattoo on his left butt cheek. This was the forth time he was gonna have to buy some laser removal for some dumb shit he went along with. Johnny got to the speedway late with lulu looking rather annoyed as per the usual. Johnny was taunting him about his truck like had been the running joke over the years. William was from the south so he just had a thing for a jacked up truck but tonight he changed the pace. Hearing Johnny yell he moved into the vehicle back and slid into the new toy that had arrived today.  Revving the engine it purred so sweet and the blue neon lights lit up. Driving it onto the track he flicked his cigarette out at Johnny's face as he drove to the starting line. Looking over he noticed Buster in a ugly ass earn heart car with the blue haired piece of tail he had just acquired. Little rally everyone at the club had teased him about his mail order bride who had come in and started taking over his apartment. William looked down at his phone hoping there was response from Nikki. He had texted her the address to the track an hour ago hoping she would show up. There was an annoyed look in his eyes as he heard Johnny still running his mouth. "Just fucking say go already douchenozzle. |
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Post by buster on May 19, 2019 1:33:17 GMT
For Benny the party had started a long time ago. He leaned back in his driver's seat with the heady weight of downers coursing through his system. His eyes were half closed as the lull of sleep pulled him back to sweet embraces, but it was Johnny's nagging as voice that snapped his attention. Benny looked over and flipped him off and to liven things up he slid his hand over the exposed knee of Bastina. She had been around for awhile now. Long enough for Benny to catch feelings, get attached. He wasn't usually into that shit but with her.... Something about her just clicked for him.
Maybe it was the way she was damaged. Fucked up, scared like him but he didn't feel like a total piece of shit around her. For once he had stuck his dick out there on the chopping block for someone who wasn't wearing a fool's jacket. His reward was honestly happiness. He wasn't scared shitless looking over his shoulder for Diablo. If that asshole came for him he had the brass and balls to knock him back. Benny didn't care about that. He cared about the sweet little number in the passenger's seat; and cranking the radio up to 11. The music was speed metal. A little loud for his taste but it was waking him up.
Benny never missed a chance for a Johnny Rome party. The honest fucking truth of it was the guys just fired each other up. Daring each other to stupider and stupider heights. Eventually they all split off in their own directions. Found themselves in various "situations." Last time Benny partied with Johnny he woke up in prison. For pissing in a cop car window. With the cop still in it. That was bush league shit. The fact that Benny still had the fucking stupidity to keep coming back only went to show how far this bond of brothers really was. It ran deep. "Alright asshole. I win. You're going to be washing my bedsheets personally for a month. I'll leave some nice stains for you." Benny didn't wait for the word go. Even though Johnny half heartidly with a what the fuck tone; said it after Benny had already peeled off down the speedway.
His hand was still riding up Bastina's knee. Riding higher and higher as his fingers gripped the wheel. The metal music blaring in his temples Bennys eyes were on the track. Speeding around the first turn with proficiency. Never mind the fact that he had already smoked two joints and had 3 shots. His mind was alert and active as he jerked the wheel around the next corner. Hugging the inside track and driving tight curves. Tires spun out and smoke blazed from the rubber on the asphalt. Dream handling. He controlled a car better than most guy's controlled their dicks when they took a leak. Even fucked up Benny was a better driver than William. That's why Benny was the chosen driver for all the clubs high stakes street race tournements. It didn't always happen but 3 times a year around the city check points were set up and the starting line was texted to the drivers the day of so the chance the cops would get tipped off was slim. The location and the gps route texted straight to their phones.
Benny's phone buzzed in the cupholder. The screen lit up in the darkness and illuminated the dark interior. The caller ID said unknown number. Went to voicemail. Benny corrected the car after the turn and stuck his head out the window. Standing up and allowing the breeze to catch his hair he shook his head and just enjoyed the ride. Driving wild. Driving fast. He wasn't sure if Bastina was a risk taker and a thrill chaser but the fools were. Johnny Rome was standing at the finish line with a beer in his hand. Lulu wasn't happy. That was for fucking sure. He would split off from the group after awhile and take her on her own little private adventure. See what kind of wild reckless trouble they could get into on their own but for the moment he was enjoying his time with the boys.
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AGE
18
SEXUALITY
Hetero
OCCUPATION
None
Gamma Mutant
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Post by Bastina Le'sar on May 19, 2019 2:48:52 GMT
Since the night at the club the entire world had changed in a complete one eighty turn around. It was just by sheer chance that a fool wandered into foreign territory and decided to look the devil in the eye. Right in the eye and pissed in his cornea just to add fuel to the fire he ran off with the mans girl. It had been a few weeks and she was actually starting to come out of her shell more and more. Regular meals and the freedom to choose what she wanted to do was something that was so foreign to her.
Since Buster worked for the club a lot during the day she had taken to cleaning his place. Lulu had contractors come in and was helping bastina slowing repair the place. The old mangy couch switched with some nice and new and slowly she was painting over the graffiti. Not that buster noticed most of the time because when they go home he was busy making her scream. For once the screams weren't just her misery and crying but more pleasure than her young mind new how to handle. She trusted Buster and letting go of the fear of being control had made every night amazing.
The Night life was one that she was used to but this was her first Johnny Rome party. Slowly she had come out meeting the club and spending her time attached to busters arm. It wasn't really something she felt required to do but more like the enjoyment of the respect. Some of the ladies weren't happy with her because Buster took her back to bed each night but that honestly amused her. In fact she had found great joy in making women stop off when they realized they couldn't touch him.
Here at the Speedway she had been flipping through her new loaded Phone listening to music. Something she hadn't been allowed to do before and she danced a bit in the seat waiting on this race to start. She felt the hand on her knee and smirked as she blew a kiss at buster. Hearing him talking a big game to William just made her laugh and a squeal escaped as the car lurched forward. The adrenaline rush alone was enough to get her heart racing. As his hand rode higher and higher up her leg she leaned across the center and her teeth nibbled at his ear. Taking his hand from her thigh she slid it into the top of her low rise tank top with a devilish grin on her lips.
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29
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Hetero
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Bartender
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Post by Nikki Richards on May 19, 2019 6:17:34 GMT
Let the sun illuminate
the words that you could not find
Since that night at The Diamond Room, everything had seemed to change for Nicole. But considering she was in a late start on her rebellious phase against her parents, it seemed somewhat fitting. Especially when they had been celebrating Nicole getting the courage to actually do in vitro. She never thought she'd find someone to fall in love with again. Though she wasn’t just going to be another woman to be discarded after a night of fun. She wanted to be wanted in more than one way. To be the only girl in his sights. It’s why right now she was doing something she never normally did. Ignoring his advances, his texts and calls. Surprisingly the calls and texts were gradually happening more. It made her smile and giggle like a school girl seeing them show up. Tonight wasn’t any different from any other. Her phone had buzzed to life, the screen glowing from the new message as she had just gotten off her shift at the Old Dog Bone bar. The men there always had their eyes on the bartenders. Flirting, trying to touch, wanting what they couldn’t have because for some they didn’t know they couldn’t have them. Nicole kept quiet about her relationship with William from everyone, although her closest friends had been worried since that night. Hell, she knew they were worried for her and she really didn't want to get her heart broken again. But if she didn't put herself out there for a chance, she knew she'd regret it. However, her shift hadn't gone as normal as she thought it would. Nausea kept banging at her door until she had vomited, and that had her concerned. She had made a stop at the convenience store and picked up a test. Arriving home the first thing she did was take it. Looking at her messages while she waited, Nicole smiled seeing the invite and address. Going through her closet and putting on some makeup she moved out the door with purpose. Though looking at the test before leaving her stomach dropped some. Nicole had been worried if it had actually worked. Now she knew for sure that it did. How was she gonna do this? She hadn't expected to find a guy that she was falling for, and then find this out. Her mind was running a mile a minute as she drove towards the Speedway. Arriving and parking Nicole looked around. Finding the starting line she moved through the crowd and looked at the racers. A big smile on her face seeing William and his ride. That revving engine of his had her excited. Picking up her phone she typed a message and sent it. See you at the finish line handsome. with a winky face. Maybe tonight was the night to give in just a little. Moving with the others after the cars had bolted down the speedway, Nicole was anxious. Biting her lip she stood at the finish line where William could see her easily. |
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May 20, 2019 17:35:15 GMT
Post by buster on May 20, 2019 17:35:15 GMT
Benny's attention was divided when he felt his hand placed down her shirt. The soft warm flesh that resided there was nice and firm. Fun to squeeze. He played around in there a bit before he had to snatch his hand away. Jerking the wheel for a hard left turn. "WOOOO WHOOO WHOOOO!" Benny cried. His phone began to go off again in the passenger's seat cupholder. It was probably some past piece of booty still hung on up on his charm. Benny didn't bother with phone numbers most of the time. Why give a one night stand your phone number, but still there were times when they had found out what it was and man oh man did his phone blow up.
This was not that. This was something else entirely. Something important, and Benny was too busy having the time of his life to pick up the phone. Benny did happen to glance down at his phone and see for the third time some unknown caller was blowing up his phone. Benny slid his finger across the screen. IGNORE. Picking up the phone he slid it into the inside of his jacket pocket. His eyes flicked to Bastina to see if she was having a good time, but through the boozy haze and the weed feuled rush, he assumed she was.
Benny's smile faded as William blew past him on the track in a lambo. Cocky asshole. Benny was no redneck. He didn't really give a shit about a nascar styled stock car or driving it.... Only for the simple fact to say that he did. This one wasn't owned by any nascar driver. It was someone's privately converted car, built to look like one. Johnny had rented the keys from the owner for the night. It would be returned in the morning in one piece....More than likely. Benny rounded the next turn and saw Johnny standing in the middle of the track. He was waiting for him, smoking a cigarette and looking depressingly board. "You want to play chicken asshole?"
Benny said with a sneer. Stomping down harder on the pedal he watched as William raced past Johnny. Johnny continued to stare at Buster's car coming right at him like a dynamo. Buster knew this trick. Bastina had no clue, and that was what was wild about it. Driving straight for Johnny, Benny didn't slow down. Johnny just stared at the car barreling down on him with a shocking lack of interest. "Come on dick, hit me I want you to hit me." Johnny said between puffs. Smoke filled the air around his head as he turned his attention away to flick his cigarette away. When Johnny looked back at Buster the car was plowing right through him. Only Johnny turned into smoke and phased through the car. Resolidifying in the backseat. Ghosting through the potential death and hitching a ride.
"Nice driving asshole. Were you really going to kill me?" Johnny asked leaning up from the backseat. He turned to Bastina and smiled at her. "Hey doll, how's it going?" He asked and turned back to Benny who was looking at him in the rearview mirror. "Like I could ever kill you. Johnny fucking Rome. You crazy bastard you're going to live forever." Johnny laughed. "Not if I don't take Lulu somewhere nice tonight." Benny laughed too. "So you're bailing on the party then?" Johnny thought about it. "No, but the next place we have to go has to be fancy. Once everyone gets a few drinks and loosens up I don't think it'll matter where the fuck we go." Benny asked curiously. "So where ARE we going?"
Johnny reached into the inner pocket of his leather jacket and pulled out a flyer, a pamphlet for sky diving lessons. Before Benny had a chance to say shit he ghosted out of the car. Turning ghostly and allowing the car to rip through his ghastly form. Johnny stood on the track standing coincidentally next to Lulu. Looking at her as if she were a long lost love he smiled. "I'm taking you to buy any club you want babe. Right after the boys settle a bet, they got 2 more laps to go. Don't think Buster's going to catch old Ironsides."
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26
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Bi
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Club Matriach
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May 28, 2019 20:32:44 GMT
Post by Tabitha 'Lulu' Milton on May 28, 2019 20:32:44 GMT
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","ninety"] [attr="class","joker"] [attr="class","game"]
for @someone
notes here [attr="class","kikan"]  Over ten years was a long time to dedicate your life to anyone and to have started as teenagers most said they were relationship goals. Sure Lulu had stood by johnny over the years and pushed him to the top of the food chain. It was basically like being royalty without the tiara not that lulu didn't own one either way. Sitting in front of her vanity she could hear Johnny across the Penthouse yelling bout her getting ready. Her blue eyes rolled so hard they could've popped right out of her perfectly eye shadowed sockets. "Five more minutes!" She called out as she drew one her lips with some liner. After finishing her makeup she moved over to the outfit she had picked out. Getting into the OUTFIT{CLICK HERE} she heard johnny call out his final warning and she grabbed her purse. Heading to the parking garage she slid into the car and they were off. There where she wasn't even sure but she hoped it was somewhere she would enjoy. When they pulled into a nascar track she was beyond annoyed it it showed clearly on her face.she was off to the side with the waves of angry aura radiating around her so the other fools kept their distance. Johnny had went out into the track and as buster drover through him she knew he was up to something. Just nothing that happened to interest her as she considered make other plans to get the hell out of dodge. When johnny re appeared next to her she about smacked him right upside the back of his perfectly groomed head. He spoke of buying her any club she wanted but she already own most of them in detroit. "Yeah yeah whatever." She spoke and her had gestured him away with perfectly painted nails. Grabbing her phone she walked away from johnny and headed into the garage. She was not gonna spend the night was some Podunk hillbilly racetrack. Lulu was checking out of this party early if something didnt happen to please her n the next few minutes. One her phone she was already texting mouse who hadn't shown up to escort her to a club. Closing the phone she looked over the cars in the garage. .☽[newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px muli; letter-spacing: 2px; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 10px muli; letter-spacing: 2px; font-style: italic; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/TyUZes4.jpg);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans] |
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May 28, 2019 21:55:14 GMT
Post by Mouse on May 28, 2019 21:55:14 GMT
Mouse was locking up the door to his studio when his phone went off. A soft vibration in his pocket had the girl hanging all over him smiling and playfully tickling the back of his neck. "Why are you vibrating? You that happy to see me?" Mouse smirked. She meant nothing. Just some actress who was hoping to get more screen time in front of the camera. She would, but the video was going into Mouse's private collection. Home movies were important too you know. "Yeah, yeah real happy." Mouse half heartedly replied.
Pulling out his phone the little blue glow of the screen lit up his bearded face. It was a text from Lulu. "Meet me at the clubhouse." Hm... Not very fucking informative. But still Mouse would rather do a job for Lulu than get his dick wet from some mindless floozy. Lulu was just more important at the end of the day. "Sorry doll.... I know you wanted to rain that thing down on me, but I'm going to have to take a 'rain check.'"
The girl almost seemed offended. "What the fuck Mouse?!?" Mouse glared at her. "Did I fucking stutter? Get the hell out of here! And wash your ass!" Mouse added, unessecarily adding insult to injury. Fucking broads. Lulu wasn't just some broad. She was well.... She was Lulu. Mouse walked over to his bike. His massive fingers pressing buttons on his phone as he typed a message back.
New Message:
On my way. Just have to lock up the studio. See you soon.... 
Careful Mouse. He told himself. You know that winky face emoji is like fucking catnip. It might feel good in the moment but you're ass is going to feel goofy when it comes back on you. Stepping over his bike he revved it up and sped off into the night. His long hair was pulled back in a pony tail. The soft scrunches of his jeans bunched up and rippling in the wind. He never felt freer than when he was on his bike.
Lulu could have sent him this text at 4 in the morning. Mouse would have still come running. Johnny was being a dick. He didn't even bother to follow Lulu he just shook his head and kept on with the party. Johnny had begun, lately to take Lulu for granted. Thinking that she was as attracted to the life as he was. Sure, Lulu liked fancy expensive things, but Johnny had the idea that if she was unhappy; buy her something and the problems all went away.
Johnny never took the time to listen to her like Mouse did. Mouse was always Lulu's closest confidant. He was there for her. Always. Mouse pulled up in front of the clubhouse.
The pink and blue neon sign blinking away casting a pink and blue glow to his angry looking bearded face. No one was here, not even Lulu yet. "What the fuck?" Mouse groaned. Well. Guess I'm waiting. He thought and pulled out a cigarette and lit up. The smoke turning pink and blue as it floated out into the night sky.
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26
SEXUALITY
Bi
OCCUPATION
Club Matriach
Alpha mutant
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May 28, 2019 23:25:36 GMT
Post by Tabitha 'Lulu' Milton on May 28, 2019 23:25:36 GMT
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","ninety"] [attr="class","joker"] [attr="class","game"]
for @someone
notes here [attr="class","kikan"] Thinking back to the years ago where she was just some teenage girl falling for the leather wearing bad ass. It was all bittersweet at this point in their relationship things had changed as they grew. Lulu had always felt she owed Johnny for saving her from a life of shit. He had been her first childhood love and she still felt so strongly about him. Even when things began to change between them and the distance started. She wasn't really sure why because she loved the life, she had every bit of money she could want but it never bought her anything she cared to have anymore. All she wanted right now was some of his undivided time like it was a few years ago. His idea of a wild night was them flying to Rio to dance the night away, waking up in Italy and have brunch at her favorite vineyard. Now he spent all his time with the club business and after that he was drinking with the boys. She was always his constant steady and in turn he had started to take it for granted. Standing in the Garage she got the text from mouse saying he was on the way and she looked back out towards the group around johnny. It stung that her presence being absent didn't even seem to phase him in the slightest. Taking the keys she slid into his car and sped out of the parking lot. Her fingers gripped the wheel as she rounded corners and whipped through traffic with tears in her eyes. By the time she made it back to the club she say mouses bike there. Just as sure as the sun would rise he was always there when she need him. Sitting in the car she flipped down the vanity mirror and dabbed the tears away. Sniffling a bit she fixed he make up and tried to pull herself together. Lulu didn't cry in front of anyone and always kept up appearances. No matter how shitty things had been lately she felt like nothing more that a decoration for Johnny's arm. Getting out the car she finally noticed mouse there under the Neon lights outside the club doors. "Sorry, Traffic was a bitch."Lulu lied as she moved over towards him and came to stand under the glowing lights. Her eyes were puffy still and anyone could see her face to know she was crying moments ago. "You smell like body oil and porn star ass. Get changed you are taking me out." She spoke as she moved into the club. Questions were a bitch and she didn't want him to ask her. Why she was crying, And why she wasn't at the damn party. Lulu was already barely holding her life together at the moment and those questions would cause her to break. Stepping up to the bar she grabbed a expensive bottle of imported whiskey and she turned it back. Not even bothering with a shot glass or chaser. .☽[newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px muli; letter-spacing: 2px; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 10px muli; letter-spacing: 2px; font-style: italic; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/TyUZes4.jpg);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans] |
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Post by johnny on Jun 6, 2019 0:12:30 GMT
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| Johnny looked around only to find that Lulu had 86'ed the place. He only looked a moment longer before turning his attentions back to the race at hand. Johnny was cheering and laughing, but his smile faded into a frown as Buster turned off the track towards the exit. Driving off with Bastina into the fucking metophorical sunset. That asshole was bailing on the party? Johnny stared with a vague hint of annoyance washing his face before he stuck his hands into the pockets of his jacket.
Fuck it. The party lives on. Johnny Rome hadn't always been this way. The party animal with no signs of stopping. In truth he was hiding a lot of shit. He wasn't the talk about your feelings type. When Johnny got upset he tried to pretend that he was happy until he felt that way. He usually felt that way 6 or 7 shots in and after a whole lot of drugs. Johnny Rome lived like a fucking rockstar. It was a wonder his organs hadn't failed him yet.
Running a hand through his hair Johnny pulled out his phone and texted William. ' You won the race. Congradu fuckin lations. Looks like everyone is bailing out. Going to The Diamond Room. Take the night off.' Send..... Johnny was visiblly pissed off for a few seconds as he stared at his phone, before it slipped back into his pocket. Then the smile washed over his face as he walked over to a convertable hot rod. Jumping over the door and slipping into the seat he sped off into the night.
Fuck Buster. Fuck William and Fuck Lulu if they wanted to bail on his party. William hadn't really bailed, but Johnny wasn't in the mood to party with someone who was so fucking serious all the time. It really took a lot of liquor and drugs to loosen William up, and he wasn't half as funny without Buster there to riff back and forth with him. No, if everyone was bailing Johnny was going out to look for a skirt. At least something soft and warm and loving would make him forget about his problems at home.
Johnny blammed Lulu for everything. The way things had been lately and the fact that she never wanted to do anything unless it had an expensive price tag or was made of exotic furs. She was so fucking high maintainence sometimes it made him want to scream, but he had spoiled her. He had turned her into that spoiled brat and now he could barely stand it. Johnny was the king of the gutter rats. He was used to living a more modest lifestyle and going out and buying clubs. Flying to Jamaica for an island getawy and all these lavish things.... It wasn't him man. He grew a taste for style and flash because of Lulu, but he came from an orphanage. He was used to struggling for everything he got and he didn't need much to be content.
Johnny found a bottle of rum under the seat and drank it as he drove. Turning the bottle up he sped through traffic and weaved in and out of cars without a care in the world. Honestly if he got in a wreck and died it would have been his easy ticket out.... But he was also showing off. Even with no eyes to watch him he couldn't help that part of himself. Living dangerous was more fun than anything he had tasted over the last few years and more so when he didn't give a dick about living or dying. This life just fucking sucked for him now. He didn't even try to hide the affairs anymore. Part of him wished Lulu would just kick him to the curb so he could move on without having to sack up and end it himself. Johnny cared that he was hurting her, he just couldn't stop himself. He was a selfish dick like that.
Johnny pulled up to the Diamond Room. Lulu's club of all places and pulled up to the curb. Ramping up the curb and taking out a red velvet roped partition pole. He left the car half parked on and off the curb. It wasn't his car. Taking the keys he threw them across the parking lot just to be a dick and straightened his leather jacket on his shoulders. The bottle of hooch still in his grasp. The bouncer looked annoyed but what the fuck was he going to do about it honestly. Johnny stumbled up to the door with only a slight wobble and most of his usual swagger intact. "Mr. Rome." The doorman said greeting him with a cold tone. "Door monkey...." Johnny replied back in a matter of factly way with a smirk and a wicked sarcasm. The door monkey with a clipboard opened the rope for Johnny and as he walked in Johnny looked back and saw a shy looking blonde standing outside in line.... "Let her and her friends in too." He said cooly.
Giving a nod to Megan he raised his bottle in salute and tipped it back once more and walked into the loud club. One of Megan's friends laughed. "Oh...My... God. What a badboy. And he's so hott!!!" She gushed. The doorman let Megan and her friends inside and Johnny aquainted himself with the VIP section. He just wanted a little quiet before he continued his night of debochery. He looked over at the bar tender who had noticed him come in. Even from across the club up in the VIP Sky box Johnny stood up and walked to the glass window. He snapped his fingers and pointed at the girls coming in and nodded his head.
As Megan and her friends came into the club the bartender got their attention. "WHAT WILL IT BE LADIES? ALL YOUR DRINKS TONIGHT OR COMPED COMPLIMENTS OF MR. ROME." He had to raise his voice to be heard over the music, but he had leaned over and said it right into Megan's ear. Pointing at the sky box so they knew who to thank later in the evening. Sadly this was something Johnny had done many times before. |
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Post by Ironsides on Jun 12, 2019 1:38:14 GMT
Buster was really the wheel man of the fools and had been the one to snag the car with the best price on them. He could outrun any cop or person that tried to catch him. William had lost many races to him but he wasn't planning on it tonight. His phone buzzed with a text and he looked to see Nicole standing in the grass at the middle of the track. A smirk his his lips and he punched the gas before Johnny stopped counting. Buster was a few seconds behind in lag as she sped off trying to chase His buddies car.
The engine purred beneath him like a woman who's strings had been plucked in all the right ways. Rounding the curves he saw Johnny in the road in front of busters car but William just hit the gas pedal harder and took the lead by a nose. Looking in his rear view he jerk the wheel side to side keeping buster behind him. "Not a chance nancy boy too much of a prize on the line tonight." William spoke to the rear view before he passed the finish line. Buster kept driving and was headed out onto the road.
Johnny called him him saying how Lulu bailed again and he was gonna hit the Diamond room. Truth was William knew Johnny was a cheater but he never really stepped up to say shit. The would mean he had morals and for the most part he only knew women by their cup size. The car came to a hault by Nicole as he leaned and pushed the passengers door open. "Get in, You've never partied till you had a Johnny Rome party." He spoke as he sent a mass text to the club to move to the diamond room.
That asshole got them out and he was gonna bail on this party now. Not like the problems would change between the king and queen of Detroit in one night. May as well live it up in the meantime. He knew buster well enough that he drove off to break a piece of his trophy girl off for the first time that night. She may be barely legal but she had everything a queen should have and more. Making it to the club William pulled up to the valet and got out of the car. Moving around he opened the door for nicole and strolled her in with a arm on her waist showing her off.
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Post by Apparate on Jun 12, 2019 12:28:07 GMT
 He's a good time cowboy Casanova Leaning up against the record machine. Megan was content to sit and watch her friends have a good time. Well they were shay's friends and she could hear them ask more than one was the goody two shoes was there. Truthfully she didn't really even fit in with shay but after almost two years as college roommates your bound to bond. Sure it wasn't over Megan's heartbreaks in the dating game because truthfully she hadn't even been on a single date. Instead it was more over the mutual loneliness they shared because of her ex she had talked about a lot. Megan didn't believe that she was dating a country music hot star but she was wrong.
There was plenty of picture evidence to prove it and she could tell Shay was hung up on him. Even if her feisty red headed friend couldn't admit it. In the corner drinks kept coming to her table in so many different color varieties compliments of one Mr. Rome. After the third drink got placed on her table she finally took one of the purple colored shots and tossed it back like she had seen shay do many times. It burned her throat but it tasted like sweet and sour grape candy.
Finishing the other four left on her table she finally agreed to go dance. It was the alcohol loosening her inhibitions so why not just let her hair down and be a little crazy? Not long after she found the beat of the music a set of arms pulled her closer. Spinning her around like they were dancing the waltz to some dirty rap song. When she was pulled back closer to him she heard the soft tone of his voice speak a name. His name was said with some sort of confidence like it was supposed to make her swoon.
Sure the closeness felt nice but she pulled out of his arms and just gave him a amused smile. "Is that how you get girls? You buy them drinks and then say some magic name and it makes them just swoon? I'm not that girl." Megan spoke as she turned and moved away from him. Back into the crowd she was feeling a bit of a rush right at the moment. Finding a new person to dance with her blue eyes would glance back at Mr bad boy.
If he wanted his chance then she was gonna have to try a lot harder. Megan wasn't some local that he could impress with his name. In Texas where she came from, some gang name wasn't the way to win over a girl. Even if she was slightly tipsy and attracted to him just for the bad boy appeal. He wasn't the kind of guy she was expected to be with by her parents anyway. TAG: @user | WORDS: ### | NOTES: HERE MEL @ ADOXOGRAPHY |
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Post by johnny on Jun 12, 2019 14:37:38 GMT
| Johnny Rome was a good boy. For the most part. Sure he was flying loose and free with the word commitment. The Johnny what is a prideful fool. And he had a lot of people kissing his ass. There weren't a lot of times when he was in a room full of people who were not circlejerking his ego. Sometimes it just goes to your head. Sometimes you think you can have anything you want even if you don't deserve it. What Johnny deserved was a sharp ass kicking and a reality check. You done more than his fair share of damage to his reputation to his club and most of all to Lulu. Was Johnny thinking of that though? Nope. Not even a little bit. Johnny was thinking about the party and the fun that was coming ahead.
Johnny watched dramas skyboxes lights flickered around the club strobing in and out and almost in tune with the music. He saw sweaty bodies grinding and dancing to the beat. He saw an ocean of people having fun but he really wasn't. Sure he was cocky and smooth and a little arrogant. But that was just the maskbeyond those Charming eyes Johnny was hurting. He felt betrayed by Lulu and though he was not justified he was sure that he was right. A night of debauchery was in order. he thought he could drink himself into Oblivion and hide the pain behind wild Reckless nights. He said they're in the Skybox. And though he saw all these people having fun the only person he wanted to have fun with the little blonde down at the bar. She'd caught his eye almost instantly.
Wounded ego and pride wrapped up in Self Indulgenceand a slight drip of alcohol poisoning that's what he had to offer her. Beyond the money in the reputation and the flashy cars he was nothing but a broken guy who needed to be put back together . Johnny stuffed his hands in his pockets as he watched her . the door to his office won't open as his assistant in the club came to inform him that the club it reached capacity. Johnny waved her off of the wave of his hand and she closed the door behind her on her exit. he wasn't here as a businessman . Hell he wasn't even sure if he was here as himself tonight. He just new that for tonight and tonight alone he want to escape his reality.
Johnny left the Skybox and was greeted by the blaring Sound of Music. Moving slowly down the steps his hand glider down my hand rail.a chiseled smile etched into his face. Johnny straightened his jacket on his shoulders easy enough. Moving over to the dancing girls he tapped one of Megan's friends on the shoulde he was mr. Delightful." mind if I ask your friend dance?" he asked her. Johnny reached out a hand to Megan his hand was covered in rings . a flashy guy used to flashing expensive things you could tell all of his clothing were expensive. He was a type of guy that was used to the Finer Things of life. Not that he took care of them when he had them.
as Johnny looked over Megan he could see us sort of Innocence to her. it'd be a shame to break that. To mold that into something ugly and vile like his own self. Johnny had a high opinion of himself but he also knew that he was an a******. he wanted to change he really did. But at the same time his reputation was important to him and that kept him in a unending Loop of bad choices and Foolish Pride.
Johnny didn't wait for her answer as he pulled her closer to him and spun her with a hand going above her head and pirouetting her on her toes. it wasn't even that kind of dance Little John's from the window to the walls was playing in the club. Johnny was treating it like a slow dance because he wanted to be close to her. somewhat smooth and somewhat awkward he transitioned into putting his hand around the back of her waist "im johnny." was all he said it was all he had to say that line usually workEd
Because people normally knew who Johnny was. but this wasn't about some booty call or some one night stand honestly more than anything most of his Affairs were not about the sex. It was about feeling connected to someone it was about feeling real. it was about having a doorway outside of the club and escaped from all of his responsibilities. And an escape from feeling like he was trapped in a Loveless relationship. the sex was a bonus of course. But it was never the number one thing. And though Johnny did not know the names of half of the women he had slept with for a single night they were there for him. For a single night they were all that mattered to. For a single night they wore the most important thing in the world and his eyes because they gave him his freedom. They gave him a reason to believe that he could change things.
as Johnny looked over Megan he could see a sort of Innocencehnny looked over Megan he could see a sort of Innocence ree with the word commitment | | Notes// here | Tagged// here | OOC// here |
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Post by Nikki Richards on Jun 17, 2019 7:24:27 GMT
Let the sun illuminate
the words that you could not find
Watching the race she cheered for William. She wasn’t a gambler but from the looks of things William was going to win. And she was right. He’d deserve a reward for winning, and she had a slight idea of what he could want. Her smile brightened as his car had slid to a stop and she happily hopped inside. “Well then, show me what these parties are all about.” She said. Though, it was going to be hard to not give away something was wrong.
Arriving at the Diamond Room Nicole smiled as William opened the door for her. She felt kind of like a celebrity. Everyone’s eyes on her and most of them jealous glares. On the outside she didn’t show it, but she was so nervous. Both about here in this moment and the coming future she had decided for herself. Arriving inside the music blared against her ear drums, the bass reverberating through her bones.
Leaning slightly into William her head laid on his shoulder. Tilting some, her lips would lightly caress the skin of his neck. A tempting little touch before a soft nip and her head pulled away. Wondering how to tease him more her mind was distracted. Her eyes wandered above the heads of people as they walked through the shifting bodies. She hadn’t even realized one hand had gone to protect her abdomen. It was just subconscious, though it didn’t do much when some girl high on something went wild flinging her arms around, and ending up smacking Nicole in the face.
For a second Nicole’s mind went blank. The only thing she could really see was red, but was that just the light, or her rage was just boiling over? Whatever it was her hand changed, reflecting the light as it transformed to pure diamond. She hadn’t shown her mutation to anyone, and now those that paid attention would know. Her hand came down hard on the doped girls cheek sending her into multiple people. When she seemed to come back to herself Nicole bit her lip as the girl was helped up, bleeding from a cut that opened where she had been hit. “I… shit.” She spoke and moved quickly away towards the back. She wasn’t ever a person to hit first talk later, but that just got her on the wrong night. |
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Post by Apparate on Jun 19, 2019 5:38:13 GMT
He's a good time cowboy Casanova Leaning up against the record machine. Megan was content to sit and watch her friends have a good time. Well they were shay's friends and she could hear them ask more than one was the goody two shoes was there. Truthfully she didn't really even fit in with shay but after almost two years as college roommates your bound to bond. Sure it wasn't over Megan's heartbreaks in the dating game because truthfully she hadn't even been on a single date. Instead it was more over the mutual loneliness they shared because of her ex she had talked about a lot. Megan didn't believe that she was dating a country music hot star but she was wrong.
There was plenty of picture evidence to prove it and she could tell Shay was hung up on him. Even if her feisty red headed friend couldn't admit it. In the corner drinks kept coming to her table in so many different color varieties compliments of one Mr. Rome. After the third drink got placed on her table she finally took one of the purple colored shots and tossed it back like she had seen shay do many times. It burned her throat but it tasted like sweet and sour grape candy.
Finishing the other four left on her table she finally agreed to go dance. It was the alcohol loosening her inhibitions so why not just let her hair down and be a little crazy? Not long after she found the beat of the music a set of arms pulled her closer. Spinning her around like they were dancing the waltz to some dirty rap song. When she was pulled back closer to him she heard the soft tone of his voice speak a name. His name was said with some sort of confidence like it was supposed to make her swoon.
Sure the closeness felt nice but she pulled out of his arms and just gave him a amused smile. "Is that how you get girls? You buy them drinks and then say some magic name and it makes them just swoon? I'm not that girl." Megan spoke as she turned and moved away from him. Back into the crowd she was feeling a bit of a rush right at the moment. Finding a new person to dance with her blue eyes would glance back at Mr bad boy.
If he wanted his chance then she was gonna have to try a lot harder. Megan wasn't some local that he could impress with his name. In Texas where she came from, some gang name wasn't the way to win over a girl. Even if she was slightly tipsy and attracted to him just for the bad boy appeal. He wasn't the kind of guy she was expected to be with by her parents anyway. TAG: @user | WORDS: ### | NOTES: HERE MEL @ ADOXOGRAPHY |
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