Gato Community College. (game thread)

[Athol]

Alicia

"Uh...I think you're being a bit too critical of yourself."

"M'bye...kin'a drunk."

"Most of the things you've pointed out aren't that noticeable[...] And before you dismiss it, consider this, what you see as your eyes being too narrow, some attractive guy might see as perfect."

It took a good minute to a minute and a half for Alicia?s alcohol fogged brain to comprehend what Mirabelle had said to her. "Huh..." She said, her few remaining functional brain cells trying desperately to form a thought. "N'ver thinked 'bout that way..." Her eyes unfocused for a moment, looking about the bar without seeing anything. 'Ya mey be right...dunno, to think to drunk right now."

"Besides, when I think of hard and angular, as you called yourself, I don't think of just a rock, I think of a diamond...or any other pretty gemstone actually."

She giggled as she once again slumped down in her seat, her head once again on the table. Half muffled by said table she started to sing [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lWA2pjMjpBs], although it was noticeably worse than when she'd gone up on stage.
[hr]

Isaac

Watching the waitress leave, he smiled at Jarrah's choice of music. A year or so ago a friend of his had convinced him to go see Wolfmother when they'd come through on tour, even though he'd never even heard of them prior; the show had been fantastic, and he?d thoroughly enjoyed himself.

"You...you are always. Flirting with anything...aren't you. Why is that?"

His thoughts were interrupted by Tomas, who seemed to be feeling the drinks now. Finishing the last of his beer, he sat back. "Simply put...because I can." Isaac replied, yawning a bit. "I know that makes me sound like some sort of egotistical asshole, but that not how I mean it. 'People' like me are charmers, by nature, we want to see and experience everything." Thinking back to how badly Tomas had reacted to his behavior, he shook his head. "Because we can be whomever we choose, things like binary sexuality seem so petty."

"Yes Isaac... what could you POSSIBLY want with such a female specimen?"

Turning to Jack, Issac winked as his face shifted into a perfect copy of Jack's own. "Many things." He said in Jacks voice. "More than you can think of." Shifting back to his own face/voice, he was back to ?normal? when the waitress returned with a tray of five glasses and a bottle of whisky.

Still blushing furiously, she didn't make eye contact with anyone at the table, and vanished as soon as she was free of her order; in a move that would've impressed a professional pickpocket, there was a slip of folded paper in one of the glasses that wasn't there when the tray was set down. Isaac took the paper and unfolded it, seeing a string of numbers and some hastily written Japanese; smiling he tucked the paper into his vest.

 

[figment of mind]

Looking over as Jarrah started singing, Mira was glad to see that she wasn't wrong when she thought she saw him. She wondered what he was doing there and who he had come with...but she could find him and ask about that later. He was big enough that he shouldn't be too hard to find, now that she knew to look...but she was still busy with Alicia at the moment. Speaking of which...

Mirabelle smiled alittle at Alicia's giggling, which she really didn't think of Alicia doing that often. Still, it was probably best to stop her from drinking more, lest she drink herself into a coma...did that happen? Well, something bad would happen if she let her continue to drink, that was certain.

'Ya mey be right...dunno, to think to drunk right now."

"Yeah, you should probably stop drinking now...i don't think you want your hangover to be worse..."

 

[Outcast107]

Looking at Jack as he gave him a minor glare. "you know..what I meant.." he said without saying anything else as he turn his focus back on Issac. "Yeah, but..it's all the damn time. It's..like you can't think about anything but getting inside someone pants. You try me, the waitress..which i'm sure you will do that once this whole event is over.." he said as space out a bit. "And I"m not picking you up!" He added quickly.

Waiting a bit as he took a drink of his fireball. "Though..I guess it could have been worst..." Muttering it as he accpets Issac earlier answer about his question. Finishing the rest of his drink as he stands up. "I think..I'm ready to leave now..you all can stay if you like." Adding in as he tries to move out. "But! I think..I need to leave before I get to..wasted."

 

[Lunar Templar]

Sierra finished her drink and ordered something to eat, a big plate of nachos. "You should eat something, trust me, I'll help more then the booze." Sierra said to Ohka as she watched the girl drink out of the corner of her eye.

 

[Sithmorack]

"Yeah, but..it's all the damn time. It's..like you can't think about anything but getting inside someone pants. You try me, the waitress..which i'm sure you will do that once this whole event is over.."

A chuckle came from Jack as he heard the last part of Tomas's declaration about Isaac hitting on everything. "You think he's going to wait until after this is over? Our friend here is far too professional to keep a lady waiting, aren't you Isaac?"

Jack hadn't picked up a drink this entire time and opted to just watch and chat. There wasn't anything too interesting going on other than the karaoke and his current conversation. He did get a kick every time someone passed out or puked though.

"I don't quite understand... why would any sentient being come here and drink to the point of being vulnerable?" He questioned as he continued watching events unfold around him.

"I think..I'm ready to leave now..you all can stay if you like."

Jack nodded at Tomas before saying "do you need someone to help you back to our rooms? I mean, you aren't exactly in the best shape to be walking around on your own." He then continued on in a but more hushed tone "of course you're also half dragon so... yah."

 

[Athol]

Alicia

"Yeah, you should probably stop drinking now...I don't think you want your hangover to be worse..."

"Buh zit sooo tastee..." Alicia muttered into the table. A hand made feeble attempts in the general direction for her drink, but was unsuccessful in securing its goal. "Awww..."

[hr]

Isaac

"Yeah, but...it's all the damn time. It's...like you can't think about anything but getting inside someone pants. You try me, the waitress...which I?m sure you will do that once this whole event is over. And I?m not picking you up!"

"Well of course I do..." He replied with an impish smirk. "Sex is FUN! Beside you think about sex as much as I do...you just refuse to admit it!" Reaching into his vest, he pulled out the paper he'd tucked in there moments ago. "As for the waitress...she's off in half an hour."

"You think he's going to wait until after this is over? Our friend here is far too professional to keep a lady waiting, aren't you Isaac?"

"Perish the thought my friend." Isaac replied, pouring himself a glass of whisky. Taking a sip, he made a bit of a face. Not bad, but I think I've been spoilt by the Scots and the Irish. "Should you all wish to retire home and I am otherwise 'indisposed' the limo we took here is still waiting outside...I hired it for the night, and have already paid up for it."

"I don't quite understand... why would any sentient being come here and drink to the point of being vulnerable?"

"To relax, or to let down ones inhibitions perhaps?" He said. "I don't need such reasons...I drink because it tastes good, but most people are so tightly wound by their lives that they need something like alcohol to loosen themselves up a bit; even if it's only for a while."

 

[Outcast107]

Hearing that the limo was still outside Tomas smile at the thought. "Then I shall go to the Limo." He said as he move his way out. Saying excuse me if he bump into any of the others. "The rest of you..enjoy you...night. " He look towards Issac "Please at least.." holding up his hand with his index finger raise as he think about what to say. "use protection..and..watch out for any..jealous..boyfriends.." Walking away as he head towards the doors.

 

[mcpop9]

Ohka was out of it, hiccuping and not wallowing, but depressed with a number of different canned sakes surrounding her. She seemed rather down and even the attempts to pick her head up to look around and recognize who was sitting at the table at the time was for naught. The girl didn't want anything to do with the people around her, just wanting to curl up into a ball of sadness and stop breathing.

It wasn't that she didn't appreciate the input of her friends trying to console and brin her up, she was just awash with the emotions brought up from her forced repression of them by the drinks.
[hr]

Rose meanwhile was blushing and hiccuping, and despite her usually cold demeanor had been out in the crowd hitting on men and women alike, but she was getting rejected at every turn. eventually, she made her way back over to Isaac, interrupting the conversation without care as she clearly had too much to drink.
"Hey... hey... morph boy... How... -hic- do you hit on people...?" she asked, looking at him and swaying a little bit as she stood.
[hr]

Shortly after this time, ohka pulled herself out of her ball of sadness and got up, she slunk her way through the cloud before picking up a guitar and sat down next to the microphone on a stool. all the filler music in the club stopped as to welcome the newcomer to the stage. She seemed to have a bit of difficulty getting up on the stool before settling down and pecking the strings on the guitar. Slowly a portion of the extemely drunk and a couple of sober people got bit more quiet and a small group of people focused in on her, gathering around the stage. She then began the song, every lyric that left her mouth, dripping with drunk-enhanced emotions; albeit with a bit of a slur here and there. From the position she was sitting in, her hair drooped over her face and left it obscured from sight while her playing was only halfway decent with her drunken state.

When the song was finished, she slowly got up off the stool, set the guitar down before going and curling up in the corner of the club as the music slowly and surely fade back into every's ears.
[hr]
For those looking, Birres and Miss O were apparently nowhere to be found.

 

[Athol]

Isaac

"Please at least...use protection...and...watch out for any...jealous...boyfriends..."

Isaac simply raised his glass to the departing Tomas. If the boyfriend is cute I may get him to join in? He thought idyll, sipping his whiskey.

"Hey... hey... morph boy... How... -hic- do you hit on people...?"

That caught him off guard, especially since the question was being asked by Rose. He spent a good the too fifteen seconds just staring at the young Reaper, before setting his drink down. "Firstly," He said finally. "Being at least a bit sober is a big help. If you're too drunk, you will either be brushed off as some desperate slag, you'll get somebody as drunk as you and regret it in the morning, or worst case, you get snagged by some asshat who takes advantage of you."

Gesturing to an empty seat, he waited until Rose sat down. "Now assuming you aren't totally sloshed, you firstly need to be selective in your target. Someone who's just aimlessly watching the crowd, or has their attention on the show probably isn't looking to find somebody. If they're watching the crowd, and track individuals as they move about, you've got a better shot."

"Don't just walk over to them. Having a stranger suddenly approach tends to put people on the defensive, thus killing your chances. Instead, make eye contact, give thing a small smile, 'salute' with your drink if you have one; if they respond, make your way over...but don't rush. Once there, introduce yourself, complement their appearance and/or clothing..." He trailed off a bit. "I'm not sure what else to really say, I've never really 'thought' about it...it just sorta comes naturally..."

 

[figment of mind]

"Buh zit sooo tastee...Awww..."

"Well, at least you' be able to get some more next time...hey, it's Ohka." Mirabelle said, watching the girl get up on stage.

As she sang, Mirabelle noted that she seemed drunk as well, though she could guess that it wasn't to Alicia's extent. She was good with the guitar nonetheless. Still, the song choice was interesting...though it seemed to show that she was suffering inside. Hopefully she would be alright...though she suspected it would take a while longer for that to happen.

After she finished, Mira watched her walk off, probably back to where she was before. She looked over to Alicia to mention how odd it was to see Ohka sing...only to find her head still on the table.

"Um...do you need to get out of here? You look like your about to pass out."

 

[Knife-28]

As Jarrah made his way towards the bar he noted that the newest person on stage singing to a much more somber melody. Dispite the tone her skill at playing the guitar as well as well as she was in her drunken state was something to be commended.

As the girl finished and exited the stage Jarrah trod the return trip towards his table, a few more drinks in his system and another round of beers for his mates in hand. As he threaded his way through the crowd a man that was even taller than Jarrah (And judging from the way he swayed on his feet even more drunk) stepped backwards into his path, causing the Yowie to break to the left and bang his knee on a nearby table.

Jarrah clenched his teeth as a spike of pain went up his leg and repressed the urge to swear. Luckly, both for him and the occupents of the table Jarrah kept a firm grip on the beers in his hands, and barely any of it escape the confines of their respective glasses.

"Shit, sorry about that." Jarrah said as he turned his gaze towards the two girls seatted at the table. Even in the dim light Jarrah's brain recognized the readhead. "Wait...Mirabelle wasn't it?"

 

[Lunar Templar]

Sierra just kept watch over Ohka as she sang and found some place else to sit. The girl seemed to need her space and Sierra was beginning to think having her come along wasn't a good idea given her mental condition, but at the same time it was better then leaving her in her room. She pondered what to do as her nachos showed up and she bit into one.

 

[figment of mind]

"Shit, sorry about that."

"Um...it's ok. No harm done" Mirabelle said as the behemoth of a man crashed into their table, nearly knocking over Alicia's drink. Only a quick hand stopped it frok actually falling over. She wasn't sure why she didn't let it fall...though it was probably because she didn't want to clean up the resulting mess. Anyways, she turned back to the man, becoming pleasantly aware of who the individual who crashed in was.

"Wait...Mirabelle wasn't it?"

"Yep. Hi Jarrah. How have you been?"

 

[Sithmorack]

Once Tomas had left, Jack had gone back to staring at the table he was sitting at. Being rather bored with the bar/karaoke he began to daydream about nothing really. Well... he was daydreaming, until a certain Shinigami asked

"Hey... hey... morph boy... How... -hic- do you hit on people...?"

A slight chuckle began brewing in Jack's stomach (or lack of) before it turned into full fledged laughter. By the time his laughter had died down, Isaac was already almost done "teaching" the finer arts of picking up someone at a bar.

"I'm not sure what else to really say, I've never really 'thought' about it...it just sorta comes naturally..."

Laughter began to build up in his (non-existent) stomach but he quickly killed it so he could ask "now really Isaac, when do you ever try at anything? All of it seems to come naturally to you. Well not all of it obviously because I assume you stick to what your good at but... You know what I mean." Jack finished in a slightly flustered tone as he realized he was rambling.

 

[Athol]

Alicia

"Um...do you need to get out of here? You look like your about to pass out."

"Uhh?" Alicia muttered. "Na, am gud...kinda dunk though..." She was about to zone out again, when the table shook as something hit it. Raising her head, she saw a huge white guy. "Damn yer a big fucker..." As Jarrah and Mira made small talk, Alicia looked back and forth between the two, giggled, and pushed herself to her feet.

"I gotta pee." She announced, unsteadily. Just before leaving the table, she leant over to Mira and 'drunk whispered' in her ear. "If ya turn off yer gag reflex it'll go much smoother..." Giving the big Aussie a wink she staggered off to find a washroom.

[hr]

Isaac

"Now really Isaac, when do you ever try at anything? All of it seems to come naturally to you. Well not all of it obviously because I assume you stick to what your good at but... You know what I mean."

Isaac sipped his drink and smiled. "People like me are naturally talented at things revolving around interaction with others, singing, dancing, flirting etcetera; on the other hand don't let me do your taxes...my maths are terrible.:

 

[mcpop9]

Rose nodded to Isaac. "Got it..." Rose said and then stared at him for a minute before giving a laugh, her brain catching up. "If some asshole grabs me, i'll be sure to kill them." she said with a giggle like a schoolgirl talking about a crush. "and i'll make sure... *hic* i'm not too drunk." she smiled at him and walked over to the bar.

Rose got a tall glass of beer, then made her way to the standing tables. She looked around a bit before looking at Isaac. She made eye contact with him, gave a soft smile and then gave him a salute with her beer. Soon enough she was over at the table. "Hey... your clothing don't look like shit, and i think you're better looking than atleast ten *hic* people here." she offered him as a compliment. "wanna *hic* head somewhere?" she asked.

 

[Knife-28]

"Yep. Hi Jarrah. How have you been?"

"I've been pretty good," Jarrah said, the pain in his leg forgotten "Gato's just so different from the uni I went to in Sydney. Plus my room mates certainly are..." He paused as he grabbed at the right word, "Interesting would be an understatement, what about yo-"

"I gotta pee."

The other occupant of the table (Who Jarrah had bearly noticed was there a few moments ago) stood up suddenly and lent over to 'whisper' something in Mirabelle's ear. Over the din of another would be idol on stage Jarrah caught the words "gag reflex" and "smoother" before she left. A few seconds after that Jarrah figured out what the girl meant and his face rapidly approached the colour of his hair.

 

[figment of mind]

"I've been pretty good, Gato's just so different from the uni I went to in Sydney. Plus my room mates certainly are...Interesting would be an understatement, what about yo-"

"I gotta pee."

"Well, with the amount of alcohol yo-"

"If ya turn off yer gag reflex it'll go much smoother...

"¿QUÉ? ...Voy a suponer que de que las preocupaciones de los estados ciertas partes de la anatomía en la que no quieren estar dentro de una milla de cuando se expone y espero por Dios que un mal." Mirabelle said as Alicia walked away, knowing that the woman probably didn't hear a word she said, much less understand it.

Looking back to Jarrah, she noticed that he had turned a bright red, probably having overheard Alicia's comment.

"Sorry about that. She's drunk...and sadly, that was the clearest she's been since we got here. Yeah, my roommates are rather odd too, though i probably count as one of the odder ones physically...and everyone has been rather subdued as of this morning."

 

[Knife-28]

"...and everyone has been rather subdued as of this morning."

"Yea...it's been a bit of a rough day for alot of people." Jarrah said, "Are you holding up ok? You know after...this morning and everything."

Jarrah's embarrassment shifted from drunken whisper by the other girl (Who he swore he had met before but who's name escaped him) and to the rapidly gloomy topic of conversation.

'Come on mate, it usually takes at few more beers than this to trip you up like this' He tells himself.

 

[figment of mind]

"Are you holding up ok? You know after...this morning and everything."

"Yeah, i'm ok. We've all been more concerned about a friend of mine though since she was in the middle of the crowd diring the attack and she lost her girlfriend. She seems a bit calmer now but it'll probably be a while until she's genuinely ok, not that anyone could blame her. At least she seems to be going down that path to getting better...she actually got up and sang right after you so...I'm taking that as a good sign." Mira said, somberly.

She felt like she was dragging the conversation down by bringing all of this up, as well as making her friend uncomfortable...but Jarrah had asked. Still, she wanted to move on from this subject, especially since he couldn't do much to help...and she thought she had a way to do that.

"Speaking of which, you seemed to have fun singing up there. Has anyone else in your group sung yet?"