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[Nov. 12th, 2006|12:20 am] |
I'm still behind with my NaNovel, but I'm catching up. Tonight I've gotten up to 17k words. I'm only 1k or so behind. I can catch that up soon, since we'll have a lot of dialogue coming up. Actually, we're already in a lot of dialogue. xP
Ana and Lyss are in the club, and Lyss is getting to know all the "regulars" in Ana's crowd. It's QUITE interesting. xP It started out with Lyss, Ana, and a group of girls: Malice, Jade, Kitty, Cookie, Pinecone, Ravin, and Crypta. They decided to play truth or dare. The dares got dirty (such as two girls having to french kiss each other for a full minute, and two girls having to exchange underwear and change in front of everyone) and the truths were shocking (includes one girl having to admit that she and another girl made a porno for money and another girl having to admit her fetish). Lyss learns a lot about her new friends, and they're being joined by a few new people. So the character count:
Lyss, Ana, Haley, Spazz, Malice, Jade, Kitty, Cookie, Pinecone, Ravin, Crypta, Nymph, Ace, Scythe, Flitty, Boss, and Jersey. I've done several dares, which sure makes me feel good. xP I love these dares. Most of the insult dares were used when Flitty was hitting on all the girls. He's a creep. He really is. xP So I may be behind with my NaNovel, but I'm enjoying it a lot. =P These people are awesome. They would be my best friends if they existed. xP Here's some quotes that really lets their personalities shine through:
------ “You know,” Ana said, “I’ve been around. Work’s been keeping me busy. I’ve got to put food on the table somehow.” A few of the girls snickered.
“Same here,” said a gothic-looking girl. “Work’s been keeping me on my toes. Well, techinically, on my knees. Or my back. Or….you get the picture.” ------ “You two borrowed from Benny? Are you crazy? That guy really is a freak. You know, he’s probably the only client I ever turned down.” Ana shuddered.
“I didn’t. Be glad you did.” Ravin laughed. She snapped and unsnapped her glow stick necklace. “The guy might be packing, but he has no clue what to do! I need to find a book called Sexing Your Whore For Dummies. He needs it!”
“Ravin, you’ve done almost every guy in the city and half the ones in the big city too.” Kitty giggled. “At least I keep it low-key.”
“Yeah, you only do people you’re related to.” Malice snorted. That brought another round of laughter from everyone.
“It was only one time! And I didn’t know he was my cousin! My aunt’s a hoe, remember? I thought she only had girls, but apparently she had David too.” Kitty pouted. “It sucks though, because he was probably the best one yet. And I can’t do anything because we’re related. Oh, and the fact that he killed himself afterwards. That sucked too.” ------ "Ravin wants to go to Europe when she gets older. She’d have to screw the President to get enough money, though.” Ravin laughed and threw a pillow at Crypta.
“I do not! Just the Pope.” She winked and threw her head back, laughing. ------ “Well, aren’t we lively. I’m sure I could fix your lack of entertainment if one of you would please come with me.” He motioned for the bathroom doors.
“Go away, asshole.” Someone hissed.
“Oh, temper, ladies. Now let’s look at things from my point of view, shall we? It’s a beautiful day outside. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and I’ve come to realize that I’ve had some serious personal growth in the last week. I just want to share my good fortune with you less lucky ladies.” He flashed a cheesy smile.
“A hard on doesn’t count as personal growth.” Crypta snarled. “Are you a fucking ray of sunshine every day?”
“Mostly.” He laughed cockily, “At least I have a positive attitude about my destructive habits.”
“So do we,” said Kitty, “What do we look like? Whores?” The irony of her words set in and people were trying to stifle their laughter. ------ “Ah, my little Stashy Bear. How are you, buttercup? When shall we go to the back, sweetness?” He made a grab for her arm but she slapped him away forcefully.
“How about never? Is never good for you? Do I look like a fucking people person?” She spat on the ground. “Do not start with me. You will not win.”
“Aw, how cute.” He cooed, “Did the aliens forget to remove your anal probe?”
“No,” she smirked, “But they gave me your number. Said you were the worst probe they ever had. Said that you didn’t have anything at all, couldn’t even call it rape.”
His face fell and he glared at her.
“Aw,” She said, “Did I step on your poor little bitty ego?” Ravin looked like she was about to pee on herself, she was laughing so hard. ------ “You ladies know that you miss me when I’m not here.” He said.
“How can we miss you if you won’t go away?” Cookie asked.
“Fine, fine. I’ll leave. The boys know how to party better anyways. They can bag me a nice fine doe to take home and mount. On my wall, of course.” He winked and wiggled his fingers in a wave goodbye.
“We know you like the boys better,” Malice yelled after him. “You like them right up the ass!” ------ “Dare. Though I’m sure I’ll regret it in a second.” She sighed. Ana grinned like the Cheshire Cat.
“Swap underwear with another person. And yes, you have to change in front of everyone. You can switch back in ten minutes if you want to, or you could keep someone else’s underwear on for the rest of the game.” She cackled as Crypta grimaced.
“Fine. Ravin, get over here. You are wearing underwear today, right?” Crypta asked, glaring at Ana the whole time.
“Sure, but not much of any.” She winked and crossed over to where Crypta was standing. Crypta peeled her skirt off while Ravin kicked off her jeans. Crypta was wearing lacy black panties with red satin bows on each side. Ravin was wearing a hot pink thong with a rainbow colored butterfly plastered on the front. The look on Crypta’s face was priceless. They turned their backs to the group and exchanged underwear quickly. The guys at the pool table hooted and whispered. I noticed that Flitty wasn’t there. Of all the times for the little pervert to go to the bathroom, this had to be the best. I pointed that out to Ana and she laughed and told the others. We would tease him mercilessly later. Once everyone’s clothing was in place, Crypta and Ravin started complaining.
“Good God, Ravin, how in hell can you wear this thing? My ass is getting cold!” She sulked and pouted.
“Yeah, well this crap is itchy! How can you stand it? I can barely keep my hand out of my pants! Though that might not just be because the lace is itchy.” She flashed a seductive smile.
“I swear to God and Satan and every Saint in Hell, if you make a mess of my underwear, I will murder you.” Crypta growled. “Pinecone, truth or dare?” ------ “I don’t believe I’ve met all of you,” Nymph said casually. “Let’s see. I know my darling Malice in Horrorland, Crypta the Gravedigger, Ravin the Night Away, Pinecone of the Forest, Stash it Where You Found it, Cookie and her Cream, Jaded Beauty, and Here Kitty Kitty. Now who is this newbie that I see?” He pointed at me.
“This is Lyss,” Kitty volunteered. “She’s Stash’s friend. She’ll be around here a lot now.”
“Lyss in the Mist.” He said thoughtfully, “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Nymph of the Gutter. My home is my head and wherever I happen to land. And now that I’ve returned the gift from Heaven over there, I’ll return to my game before the rest of my Merry Men come kick my ass. Scythe too. Don’t want to piss her off.” ------ “Oh, come on. Stay and play a round with us?” Kitty batted her eyelashes at him.
“Play around? I’m game for playing with you any day, my Here Kitty Kitty.” He reached down and tickled her until she squealed. ------ |
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