TAKE YOU DOWN }{ tag: venice

[MADISON ARIEL O'CONNOR]

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[VENICE CECILIA TAYLOR]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #DDDDDD; border-top: solid #5a5a5a 5px; width: 500px; padding-top: 20; padding-bottom: 30;] [classy=tite]HONEY, IT IS TIME TO SPIN. [/classy][classy=cont][/classy] [classy=threader] Unlike Madison, Venice frequented these parties all the time. In fact, she went to the parties a little too often. If it wasn't for the fact that she was naturally intelligent and could pretty much bullshit any assignment or test and still get a decent grade, she would be screwed. She did study, of course, because she wasn't about to fail, but it usually wasn't for long and was usually right before classes or something of the sort. The teachers hated her for it, or at least the ones that thought she was capable of more. Venice's view on the whole thing was if she was passing with fairly decent grades, she should be allowed to have fun. Or whatever you called what she did. That night Venice had definitely had a few drinks, and because of that, she wasn't really on anything else. When she drank, she just kept drinking so trying to take anything else would definitely hurt her. Her mind was already free of serious thoughts, though her power was still strong. She could feel that everyone else was excited and pumped up and... horny. She was feeling a combination of all these things, along with a desperateness to be touched. She wanted to feel something, something good. It wasn't easy for her to put what she wanted into words, so she just sort of planned on going around until she found someone who would take her. She grabbed herself another beer before stumbling over to the couch, right next to Maddy. Madison was someone she got along with fairly well, but never really hung out with too much, since Madison wasn't into the whole party scene. "Hey you! What are you doing here, girlll?" she asked, shifting a bit closer to Maddy and eyeing her. Madison would know, just by looking at Venice, that she wasn't anywhere even close to sober, if her voice didn't give it away. Venice smiled and ran a hand through her long blonde hair to get it out of her face and so she could see Madison more clearly. "You know... you look really sexy today," she added coyly, nodding a bit as if that would get her point across. Her hand creeped its way onto Madison's thigh as she took another sip of her beer, almost spilling a bit of it. You see, Venice was bisexual, and she pretty much went for whoever would take her, though it usually ended up being a guy who thought it was hot that she was kissing a girl. But tonight, Madison was there and she was hot, so why not? [/classy] TAG: MADDY! NOTES: poor maddy D:

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[MADISON ARIEL O'CONNOR]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #c9c9ab; border-top: solid 7b6c48 10px; border-bottom: 7b6c48 solid 10px; width: 500px; padding-top: 20; padding-bottom: 30;] I'LL PLAY THE FANATIC People seemed genuinely happy to be hear. To be frank, she didn't see the appeal of it. All you did was dance together all sweaty and then maybe go to someone's dorm and have sex. To Maddy, she thought it was so creepy. I mean, she couldn't even fathom the idea of having sex with someone who she didn't have feelings for. Now, this isn't saying that she's a virgin. She has had her fair share of man candy, but unlike other people on this island, she didn't live and breathe sex. Perhaps it was this whole 'supernatural' thing that pushed kids to do adult things. They want to escape the stresses of their lives, or just want to lose themselves to empty sex. Whatever the reason may be, it seemed to be a common theme among students and was hard to ignore. Before she knew it, someone had sat down beside her on the lumpy couch, nearly knocking over her drink. Oh, it was Venice ... and she seemed far from sober. That was another thing she found kind of funny. Even though they all seemed to drink like adults on the island, they were such lightweights. Maddy though, was able to handle her liquor. Her parents were totally okay with drinking with kids, and served her wine at the dinner table when she turned twelve. She'd drink socially with her parent's friends and cousins, and it gave her a pretty decent tolerance for alcohol. "Oh, I'm just hanging out." she said to Venice, not really too interested in talking to a drunk person. Maddy knew Venice as that really hot blonde girl. Admittedly, she was the other hot blonde girl, but she'd never admit that to herself. They didn't particularly talk on a regular basis, but they said hi in the halls and had mutual friends and all of that. She was a friendly girl though, known for being in the party scene on Grace, and Maddy wasn't surprised that the two of them ran into each other like this. "You know... you look really sexy today," Venice said to her. Now that did surprise her. Maddy was aware that Venice was bisexual, but she hadn't expected that she would actually hit on her at a party all drunk. What surprised her even more was the star-trek touching, as Venice's hand made it to Maddy's thigh. Her eyebrows raised and she reached for Venice's and pulled out of her lap before it ventured any further. "Woah there, girl. You've had lots to drink." she laughed nervously as she simultaneously returned Venice's hand to her own lap and took a sip from her drink. She knew that she could be more blunt about it, since she was drunk and it wouldn't hurt her feelings too much, but Maddy was too in shock. She honestly didn't think that she'd be in this situation ... like ever. Never ever, had this crossed her mind. Therefore, she had no plan as to how she would react to it! She was very much comfortable with her sexuality, and didn't want to push things if she didn't feel comfortable. Venice was a nice gal, but just not a match for Maddy especially. She was flattered, nonetheless. At least she had gotten hit on at this party at all, that was better than some select few. OUTFIT: HERE! NOTES: i love it xD

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[VENICE CECILIA TAYLOR]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #DDDDDD; border-top: solid #5a5a5a 5px; width: 500px; padding-top: 20; padding-bottom: 30;] [classy=tite]HONEY, IT IS TIME TO SPIN. [/classy][classy=cont][/classy] [classy=threader] Venice had never imagined this was the type of person she'd grow up to be like. When she was younger, she believed in love and finding your soul mate. She still did, partly, but she knew it wasn't going to happen for a while. Not until she figured herself out first. There had actually been a point in time, before she came to school here, that she believed that sex was only to be shared with someone you deeply love. But then she got here and got mixed up with the party crowd, and now here she was. Venice was trying to hit on one of her friends, one that didn't swing toward girls. That wouldn't stop her though, even sensing Maddy's apprehension wouldn't stop her. "Oh, I'm just hanging out." Venice giggled a bit and took another sip of the beer. "I swear I've never seen you around here," she responded, pointing out the obvious. "Not that I'm complaining, of course," she added in a whisper, leaning in a bit too close to Maddy when she said so. The alcohol on her breath was probably more than obvious to the other blonde. She kind of pouted as Maddy moved her hand back to her own lap, but that wasn't going to stop Venice just yet. "Woah there, girl. You've had lots to drink." The blonde giggled again. "Of course I have, but that shouldn't be a problem, babe," Venice said, letting her hand creep onto Maddy's thigh again. "I can still focus on you," she added, bringing her face dangerously close to Madison's, their lips almost touching. The hand that was holding the beer bottle reached to the other side of her (not Madison's side) to put it down on whoever was there's lap. Then that hand, her left, caressed Madison's cheek as she went in for the kiss. [/classy] TAG: MADDY! NOTES: oh yeah

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[MADISON ARIEL O'CONNOR]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #c9c9ab; border-top: solid 7b6c48 10px; border-bottom: 7b6c48 solid 10px; width: 500px; padding-top: 20; padding-bottom: 30;] I'LL PLAY THE FANATIC Venice's face was so incredibly close to Maddy's she was unsure how it got that far. Inside, Maddy's heart beat so loudly and harshly. She figured it was just because she was nervous about this whole situation. You could tell by her body position--leaning back---that she was clearly uncomfortable with Venice creeping up on her like this. Before she knew it, her have was back on Maddy's thigh, which made it worse. "Uh..." she started, taking her hand to put it back on her hand. However, Maddy was interrupted by the caress of Venice's hand and then she dove in for the kiss. At first Maddy wanted to rejected the kiss. To feel another girl's mouth like this, and with tongue and everything was new to her. Maddy has had kissed other girls before, but most of them were by accident or quick pecks on the lips, but not like this. But as soon as she realized what she was doing---kissing her back---she immediately pushed Venice away and pulled herself back. Quickly, she stood up before Venice could try anything further. "Uh, I'm sorry Venice, I am just not interested in you like that." she said nervously, still tasting the distant bitterness of beer on her lips. Maddy was tempted to just bolt right then and there, but Venice had looked so innocent and helpless just sitting there all alone and kiss-less. Maddy prejudged that she probably had a messed up past, or maybe was really stressed from the world they lived in. She didn't see all the appeal in losing yourself to alcohol, drugs and empty sex like the rest of this kids. Venice and her buddy Jared were prime examples. Even her long time friend, Felix, was into that kind of stuff. It kind of grossed Maddy out and she turned to leave, first putting down her drink and collecting her stuff off the couch, which thankfully, Venice managed not to spill anything on. OUTFIT: HERE! NOTES: should we bring in Gage now? xD <33

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[VENICE CECILIA TAYLOR]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #DDDDDD; border-top: solid #5a5a5a 5px; width: 500px; padding-top: 20; padding-bottom: 30;] [classy=tite]HONEY, IT IS TIME TO SPIN. [/classy][classy=cont][/classy] [classy=threader] Venice ended up spilling beer on the person who was next to her's lap, but he stopped swearing as soon as he realized what was going on. A few people, or at least the guys nearby that weren't too fucked up yet, were watching the two of them. "Uh..." the blonde heard distantly, but her mind was too slow to process that. She could sense Maddy's nervousness, but she didn't care. Venice leaned in more to make the kiss deeper, pulling Maddy closer to her and burying a hand in her hair. For some reason, she thought kissing the other girl would help relax her, though it was obvious from the way she pulled away that it had the complete opposite effect. The girl didn't process any of that, though, all she got from the situation was that Madison didn't want her. Venice didn't even think that the reason could be that Madison wasn't into girls. "Uh, I'm sorry Venice, I am just not interested in you like that." She pouted slightly, a frown forming on her face. "But you kissed back! Ugh, way to fucking lead me on," she muttered, even though it was not even close to being Madison's fault. But when Venice was drunk, she didn't take responsibility for anything. She always found someone else to blame, and she almost turned into a little kid when she didn't get what she wanted. Either that or Venice turned into a complete slut. She had different phases of drunkenness, it just depended on the time, peoples' moods, and who was actually around her at the time. Tonight she was in one of those moods where she was going to hit on everybody that talked to her. "I just wanted to make out with somebody," she muttered, not even looking at Madison anymore. Her eyes were wandering the room, looking for someone else that might possibly take her. Nobody really caught Venice's eye, since everyone was already talking to someone else. And so, she just reached over to the person next to her and grabbed his cup. "This is mine now, deal with it," she muttered and took a sip, not even knowing what she was drinking. At this point, she wasn't even paying attention to Madison anymore. [/classy] TAG: MADDY! NOTES: what what, sureeee

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[GAGE ETHAN CARLISLE]

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Perhaps Gage shouldn't have just stuck around these two girls for as long as he had. Not only did one of them spill beer on him, she seemed to have a wild sexual innuendo for everyone who came into her line of vision. Admittedly, he was enjoying the show. Being a relationship and all sure made his life a lot more boring ... and the only things he could get when his girlfriend wasn't around were acts like the one he had just witnessed. He was sure that the other girl ... Maddy, right? Had totally kissed her back, but he figured it just wasn't her scene. It kind of shocked Gage ... since she was in a few of his classes and seemed too innocent to do anything remotely like she had just done. And didn't she have a romantic interest? Who knew? Who cared? Gage freed his mind from it.

But now Madison was leaving in a scurry, trying desperately to flee from this girl and the mistakes she had just made. Gage witnessed as this girl's spirit dipped down ... but it didn't stay like that forever. Quickly, she turned around over to him, and grabbed his precious goods. "WOAH!" he grunted, snatching her hand from in between his legs and throwing it away. If he was a single guy, he'd let her explore that area, but in this particular occasion HE WASN'T. He had a girlfriend AND a daughter, so there was no dicking around.

Getting a good look at the girl who was so drunkenly throwing her cat at everyone, Gage was able to figure that it was Venice, one of the manifested sex kittens on Grace Island that slept with people in there little exclusive sex group. The thought of it was kind of gross, actually. Same body parts rubbing each other ... ugh. It was basically incest as far as Gage was concerned. "Venice right?" he said a little more compassionately. He knew that she had some serious issues or baggage or whatever and she was trying to lose herself right now.

"You don't want to do this." he tried to convince her, grabbing her shoulders and sitting her upright and closing his legs together. "I have a girlfriend. And a daughter ... so stay away." Gage said loud and clear for her to hear. 'Man, what a lightweight,' Gage thought to himself. He had already downed four or five beers and he was just a bit tipsy. Perhaps it was a given after all the years he has been drinking, but regardless, these Grace kids seemed to have no tolerance for it. Sheltered little mothafuggas. Gage rolled his eyes and tried to analyze Venice and her situation.

He somewhat contemplated whether or not he should take her home. The party wasn't raging enough for him anyway, and Venice wouldn't be too much of a bother once she got to her own dorm .... but Gage was lazy and didn't want to risk getting caught either. So he waited, until Venice showed some sign that she was ready to go home.

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[VENICE CECILIA TAYLOR]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #DDDDDD; border-top: solid #5a5a5a 5px; width: 500px; padding-top: 20; padding-bottom: 30;] [classy=tite]HONEY, IT IS TIME TO SPIN. [/classy][classy=cont][/classy] [classy=threader] "WOAH!" Honestly, Venice didn't realize why Gage didn't want her. She had reached over and grabbed his junk, because, well, #YOLO why not? Not many guys could turn away a girl that was practically begging for sex; that's why she usually succeeded when she threw herself at guys. It was harder with girls, simply because girls were more catty and actually thought about what they did. Whatever. When Venice was drunk, she just wanted to get laid... or even when she was sober, really. Venice just wanted to be in a state of permanent ecstasy, and throwing herself at everyone was the closest she could get. So, she really needed Gage at that moment, or anyone else. He just happened to be there... and he grabbed her hand. Wait, what? "Venice right?" The blonde nodded when he said her name, blinking in more confusion as he grabbed her shoulders and straightened her up. "You don't want to do this. I have a girlfriend. And a daughter ... so stay away." Her mind didn't process all of that. All she really got out of it was 'want' and something about his girlfriend being a daughter. "Your girlfriend doesn't need to know. I want you, and I bet you want me," she said with a smile on her face, moving to sit on his lap to better seduce him. "I don't wanna be alone tonight," Venice said in all truthfulness. It was something that applied almost all the time, whether she was drunk or not. She didn't always want sex, but she found that was the best way to get someone to spend the night with her and cuddle her. Her arms moved, in an attempt to wrap them around his neck and pull him closer to her. Guys always liked having boobs in their face. Venice was pretty much ignoring the signs and, well, direct statement. "I want to be with you, you're hot," she muttered, trying to lean in to kiss him. She wasn't going to take no for an answer. He'd have to leave for her to give up. Why was Venice always like this? When she was growing up, she always had to take care of her drunk father, try to find a way to earn money, and avoid getting hurt. It was usually her father using the money they had to get drunk and hit her, which prevented her from being able to work or something. Besides, there weren't many options for someone who wasn't even in high school yet. But now that she was on the island, she had the freedom to do anything. She had the freedom to do whatever she needed to become numb, and she had the freedom to go crazy without any consequences. Venice didn't need to take care of anyone, not even herself, in her mind. [/classy] TAG: GAGE! NOTES: sorry it took so long D:

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