Aqua & Shap's Game of Life - [Closed - Started!]

[ae86gamer]

Claudette listened as the speaker brought the speech to an end, wishing everyone the best of luck.

She was excited to go to class and get to play and learn about music with people who were just as interested in it as her. Last night had been fun, but she knew she had to focus on school. If she didn't maintain a high enough GPA then she'd lose her scholarship. That couldn't happen. If she lost the scholarship then she'd most likely have to drop out of school.

Pushing those thoughts from her mind, Claudette walked out of her bedroom, freshly showered and dressed. She walked into the kitchen and waved to Gabriel.

"Good morning, Gabriel. I hope you slept well", she said, taking a seat in one of the kitchen chairs.

 

[CounterAttack]

Gabriel looked around at the wave, giving Claudette a smile as a first response; having a mouth full of food was no way to speak to someone. Soon enough he swallowed and answered properly. "Oh, hi, Claudette. Um... yeah, it was alright, I guess. It's always strange, sleeping in a new place for the first time," he said, leaning on the kitchen bench. "Woke up a little later than usual; I don't usually stay up as late as I did last night. But yeah."

A little short on conversation topics, Gabe added, "Um... if I may ask, what's your timetable like? Which courses are you doing this semester?" Good one, he told himself. It might help if Claudette or Susan had a couple of classes at the same time as him.

 

[Lambi]

Susan was lying in her bed and had listened to the speech while trying to wake up, so she only half heard it. Bleh, couldn't have been that important anyway... She managed to get out of bed and get herself dressed. She reached for her glasses and put them on, then headed out of her room and into the kitchen. She yawned as she entered and stretched a bit. "Morning." she said a bit sleepily and gave them both a smile before sitting down beside Claudette.

"Man, last night was fun. I don't think I've danced that much in a while now." she said and crossed her arms on the kitchen table. "You aren't much of a dancer, are you?" she asked Gabriel jokingly and giggled. "And how was your evening yesterday after you left with that guy, Lance?" she asked Claudette.

 

[Sporky111]

Connor groaned a bit and cracked his eyes open as he heard the voice filter through his window, which was open a little bit for air. Most of the message was lost on him, he recognized some bits of it as the usual new-year-BS from the dean.

He felt the warmth in the bed and smiled, rolling onto his side and putting his arm around the other man. Micah had come back to his dorm again after the party and stayed for the night.

"Good morning." Connor said softly, laying his chin against Micah's neck. "We should get up, do you have a class this morning?"

 

[CounterAttack]

Gabriel blushed ever so slightly at Susan's comment. "Hey, that was more a product of the music than myself... if, y'know, half of what was playing yesterday could be classed as real music. But I digress. Truth be told, I'd rather be the one providing the music rather than dancing to it." There it was again; the idea of standing on stage, belting out lyrics and guitar riffs to a crowd of thousands... that was what he wanted to do with his life.

 

[NeoAC]

Anya groaned as the words rattled through her brain way too early. She couldn't get anything going at the party, all the other guys were too timid to even give her a glance. She ended up leaving pretty early. If she just wanted to dance around by herself, she could do that at home. And she had better music. Connor got in late, and she knew Micah was with him. She could hear them laughing and everything when they arrived. There was a mix of happiness and disappointment. Happy that her roommate had hooked up, disappointed that she was now behind in the match-up early 1-0.

She slowly got up, hopefully the other two had gotten it all out of their system. She put on some pyjama pants and a tank top and went out towards the kitchen area, to try and get some breakfast rigged up. Her first class wasn't until later on, so she could cook it at a leisurely pace, but if the two guys were going to be all lovey-dovey after, and judging from the looks of things last night, they were, she wouldn't want to hang around for too long.

 

[Mookie_Magnus]

"Mmm... What day is it? I think that I don't have any classes until noon." Micah explained to Connor as he felt the chin pressed against his shoulder. "I've got a 9AM class tomorrow morning and the day after, but that's my only morning class."

Micah got up and stretched, rolling back over and planting a small kiss on Connor's lips, running his fingers through the Freshman's short, dark hair.

"Mmm... But I guess we could get some breakfast going." Micah said with a smile and a yawn, rubbing Connor's chest. "I can make some mean pancakes..."

 

[ae86gamer]

"Well, this morning I have three classes. I have Music in World Cultures, Music Theory 1, and Instrumental Performance. Thankfully I don't have to go to class until ten thirty. What about you? What classes do you have?"

A light pink color dusted Claudette's cheeks when Susan mentioned Lance. "We really didn't do much. We just went to the party, talked, danced.. Then he just walked me back here."

 

[Lost In The Void]

"Oh God...." Josh said as the blinding light of the sun pierced through his eyelids, as he swung up out of his covers and stumbled towards the bathroom.

He groaned as he forced his eyes completely open to put his contacts in; it burned, but it was better than not being able to see the lectures when he was in them in an hour or so. He splashed some cold water on his face and looked in the mirror to study the damage. He had some stubble growning on his face, that his deftly shaved away and his eyes were bloodshot as all hell. The weather was still mild so he set his shower to be cool instead of warm and he stepped into it washing the smell of sweat, alcohol and cigarettes off his body. He had a routine each day, two body washes, different fragrances to combine into his own type of scent, next was the shampoo, salon grade to avoid any damage to his hair, two conditioners, one for colour preservation, one for preventing frizz and after a couple washes, he stepped out of the shower to dry.

Next was brushing and fluoride; afterwhich was the personals and then a splash of cologne to finish. He was very particular about his look, professionalism with a mix of casual as to not seem like a stiff. He slipped on a pair of Hurley Slimfit jeans and a Quicksilver t-shirt that lightly hugged his form. Finally he added the jacket and shoes and he was finally ready to go to class.

Walking out of his dorm, while grabbing his books he stepped into the morning light of the day and cringed. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his sunglasses. Now he was ready for class, he thought to himself as he walked across the lawn that said "No walking on the grass," on his way to the actual school. He wondered if he would see any of his new compatriots, or at least the cranky dude so he could fuck with him more.

 

[ThePoodonkis]

"Myerg...Заткнись, ты. Мне нужно, чтобы спать. (Shut up, you. I need to sleep)" Kiska growled, throwing a pillow at the direction of the voice. "Глупые голоса (stupid voice)..." She looked at her alarm clock. She didn't have her first class for a few more hours, but decided to get out of bed anyway. "Get up, Kiska. School today. Need to be awake."

Kiska rolled out of bed, and made her way into the kitchen. She set up some coffee to brew, and went to the bathroom to shower. "Shower and coffee. Best wake-up combination." She stepped in, getting used to the hot water. "Soap, shampoo, later, rinse, repeat if desired..." She stepped out, and grabbed a towel. "Not quite awake yet. Need coffee."

She left the bathroom, and went for her closet. Kiska dressed in her usual style of clothes; jeans, tennis shoes, and a black shirt with a Rush album logo on the front. She could smell the faint odour of coffee coming from the kitchen, so she made her way to the kitchen to made herself a cup of coffee. She spent the next few minutes waking up with her drink, then cleaned up the dishes she used.

With a few more hours left to spend before class, she decided to walk around campus for a while. Kiska went back into the bathroom to put her hair into the usual ponytail and brush her teeth. She then grabbed her coat and walked out of the apartment, locking the door behind her. "Приятные раз вперед, Киска (Pleasant times ahead, Kiska). Might as well see what this place has to offer."

 

[Sporky111]

"Mmm, that sounds like it would be good." Connor said, smiling warmly. He crawled out of bed and stretched, bringing a few pops from his back, then sighed happily and get himself dressed.

"I have a class in . . ." he started, glancing at the clock, "a little more than an hour. Lots of time for breakfast."

He pulled on a plain red tee and black jeans, then a black hoodie on top of it. Looking in the little mirror on his dresser, he put a bit of hair gel in his hands and rubbed it though his hair quickly just to give it some shape.

 

[NeoAC]

"Fuck. I forgot I barely brought any food," Anya cursed at herself. She was rumbling through the storage and wasn't coming up with much. There was OJ in the fridge, bought for making screwdrivers but also as part of a complete balanced breakfast. However for actual food it looked like it was going to be the store brand Froot Loops...with no milk. "Sigh. Oh well. Guess I'll get some later. Or steal it from the caf. Who knows?"

She poured out a bowl and moved over to the couch. She had her laptop out and decided to go surfing her usual sites. TMZ, Perez Hilton, the entertainment stuff mostly.

 

[Lambi]

Susan giggled at her roommates' blushes. "I understand, Gabriel. Maybe next time, they'll ask you to be on guitar. So long as any of your strings don't break mid-show." She giggled again slightly. "Aww, nothing more? Well, at least he sounds like he acted like a gentleman to you." she said to Claudette.

"I'm hungry. Anything for breakfast?" she asked them both. "Oh, and as for my timetable, I...can't remember what I have at the moment. I'll go and fetch it once I've eaten."

 

[CounterAttack]

"Oh, shush, you," Gabriel shot back with a quick grin. "It was bound to snap sometime." He had retrieved his guitar from Susan's room after they had returned from the party. Re-stringing it, however, would have to be done later. "Breakfast is... whatever you can find in the fridge, I guess. I'll head out to the supermarket when I have a spare couple of hours and buy everything we'll need. If either of you want to write me a short list, I'll pick stuff up for you." He also noted that he would have to purchase a few pieces of cooking equipment.

Turning back to Claudette, he returned to the subject of... well, subjects. "Um... let me think... Oh, that's right. I've got the Performance and Theory classes as well, but that's it for today. I'll be taking the World Cultures course next semester."

 

[ae86gamer]

"He did act very gentlemanly." Claudette said, a small smile on her lips.

She turned back to Gabriel, her smile fading a bit. "Yes, I'm taking more than the recommended amount of classes. They warned me that I could get a bit overwhelmed later on, but I just felt that it was necessary. I have to focus on school. Partying and everything else will have to be put on hold."

 

[The Zango]

"Ahhh" moaned Lance as he awoke, having slept the previous night ontop of his bed, though slept might be a little generous, since passed out might be the operative word to use. After parting with Claudette after the party he'd simply proceeded back to his room and crashed out there, with a little herbal help of course.

Lance glanced at the digital clock he had placed on his bedsit and saw that the display read 2pm.

"Thank god classes don't start today then, though I bet I'll find a way to make a shit first impression" mumbled Lance to himself, as he stood from his bed and stretched, causing his spine to crack in multiple places. For the next fifteen minutes Lance proceeded with his 'morning' routine, that consisted of breakfast, a dangerously strong coffee and of course, his crunches, of which after many years, he could now do three-hundred.

As he woke up, Lance played the events of last night over in his head, trying to remember how the night had gone with Claudette and where they had left it.

"Her number, sweet I have her number"

Upon finishing his crunches, Lance rolled to his feet and reached for his phone, with the intent to send a traditional morning after text to Claudette.

Hey Claudette, had fun last night. We shld do it again, give me a call when your next free Lookin forward to hanging out again xx

Spoiler: OoC

Sorry for leaving posting for so long, I had kind of a seasonal break from the Escapist thing. Anyways, glad to be back again. Btw, I'm hoping we haven't had too much time pass in the RP, if so Lance is a 'little' late

 

[Mookie_Magnus]

Micah yawned and pulled his shirt over his head, and his boxers and jeans back up along his legs. He slipped on his belt through the loops and walked into the living room, trying to brush his hair flat with his hands as he walked into the kitchen of Connor's apartment, seeing his roommate, Anya, sitting in front of the TV eating some cereal.

"Mmm... G'morning." Micah said with a slight wave in Anya's direction. He looked into the fridge, and pulled out the carton of orange juice, seeing not very much else in there. He poured himself a glass, and started to drink it slowly... He needed the sugars and vitamins in his system after last night's events. "You guys need to go grocery shopping... It's a shame, too. I was gonna make pancakes."

 

[CosmicCommander]

Mark groaned as he opened his eyes. Everything was orderly, and tidy. His book lay at his bedside desk. His glass of coke neatly set on the cabinet. He gave a grunt as he stood, glancing at his clock. He'd overslept.

It was to be expected, seeing as he had experienced a long journey the previous day. And the session where he had to tolerate the cretins who passed for fellow students may have worn him out.

Do'no'goo'ers.

Mark give a smirk, brushing his teeth and cleaning any grime off of his chalk white skin rapidly, applying deodorant. He took out a shirt and a set of black trousers.

Neatly pressed and prepared.

He buttoned up his shirt and trousers.

Which are neatly pressed and prepared.

And he proceeded to take a small courier bag out, slinging it over his shoulder. His barebones choice of clothing seemed to look odd in his seemingly colourful dorm.

Must paint the walls white... And make sure my clothes are kept neatly pressed and prepared.

He gave a grunt, briskly proceeding to walk towards the door.

If I encounter that machoistic cretin from last night, I will swear I'll burn this blasted college to the ground.

He sighed as he stepped up, deciding to head straight to the facility's library- his first lecture wasn't for two days. Enough time to settle and prepare. And plot, of course.

Spoiler: OOC

Hullo, sorry for the hiatus- I'd mistaken the RP for dead. Let's get on with this!

 

[NeoAC]

"Well we did just get in yesterday," Anya explained to Micah. She was talking a lot slower than she was last night. No longer riding the high of the first college party of her life, she was back to normal levels. "Plus I was late getting in so it was pretty much, arrive, unpack, party. I dunno, I'm debating whether or not I want to raid the cafeteria a bit later or just break down and go to the store."

 

[Sporky111]

"We'll have to do that later." Connor said, stating the obvious. "I'm sure you'll be back another time, Micah. We won't have to go without pancakes."

Grabbing a glass from a cupboard, Connor turned on the sink to let the water cool. Then he filled the cup and drank it down.

"Hmmm . . . want to go out for breakfast, then?" he asked them both. A quick glance told him that Anya wasn't having a very fulfilling breakfast of dry, sugary cereal. "I doubt fruit loops will keep you until lunch, Anya."