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"Is it a party where I can stay right here? I'm okay with THAT kind of party..." Serra stretches out playfully.
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Yes. It's a sort of party to which pertains to certain areas of a house.
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"That sounds like a party my dear Lust would agree with." Serra smiles coyly.
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Very much so.
A pillow party of course >_> |
"Did someone say girly drinks?" Dolly had turned her music up louder to drown out her boyfriend's nagging with her headphones. She frowned sadly, dreaming of the drinks that she wasn't allowed to have.
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"I might be able to get your mind off drinks if you come lay over here with me, my dear Dolly." Serra wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
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Dolly descends to her kingdom on black wings shimmering with a green shine. She sighs and goes about the empty room, organizing and fixing it up to meet her standards of quality. It seemed that no matter what she did with the place, there was always someone else who had done better. The thought pissed her off to the point where, at regular intervals, she would hurl an item at the wall in a fit of frustration and then immediately pick it up and set it back in its place. Struggling to settle on one theme, her surroundings had become a hodgepodge of mismatched furniture and trinkets crowding the space. She would often enlarge her quarters to make room for her things, or make the space smaller to give it a more cozy feel, depending on her mood. Despite her efforts, however, she was never happy.
With her, she had brought several new items of clothes and books, and she set about putting them in their proper place. She changed into a few of the pieces of clothing - none of them matched, but somehow they ended up looking almost as though they belonged together on her tall frame. She spun in front of the mirror, a false smile on her face at first which turned quickly into a dissatisfied frown. They would have to do for now, but already she was thinking of what else she had seen the beautiful women of the world wearing and how she could get her claws on them. "Of course, nobody would be here..." Dolly pouted and waved her hand, and a chaise lounge pulled itself up for her to fall on. She draped herself over it pathetically, lamenting her loneliness. Of course, her constant bragging and tendency to demand attention was sure to drive others away, but what more did they expect from Envy? |
Serra opened her eyes briefly to see all the changes that Dolly had done. "My, my, she certainly does like to make things look nice...I'd help if it wasn't so much work..." She rolled over and closed her eyes yet again.
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Espy leans on the doorway, smirking. What a mess this place is...I could do better. Yet she didn't want to waste her time organizing another person's junk.
((Er...I just nearly referred to myself as "he". Damn you, Dante, and your coincidental Pride-ness!)) |
Dolly glanced up to see that Pride had arrived - just her luck, too. The one Sin she could barely stand to be around had to show her face while she was feeling down. Despite being strongly bonded by their fates, there was nobody that she envied more.
"Come to laugh at me again, Pride?" She began to idly paint her nails, and attempted to keep her tone casual, but her sour mood seeped through. ((I almost called you a 'he' as well, even after reading your note. xD; Phi was talking about thinking up a storyline for the Sins, to make things a little more RP-ey, if anyone's interested. =3 It's been freakin' dead around here.)) |
Espy's grin widened. "I have...better things to do than laugh at the likes of you~" At the back of her mind, a little mischievous voice nagged, "Time to buy more stuff. Can't really have Envy, of all people, have more clothes than you have, now, can you~?"
((Channeling inner Dante here. I nearly just called myself a "he" again. Gender identity crisis much >.> Storyline...that'd be nice.)) |
Funkduder faded into the room, almost a shadow while wearing his darker attire. Only the brown hat gave hint of his arrival.
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(Might be good for me, despite short posts being Sloth-ish, perhaps that would help me post a little more too XP)
Serra opened her eyes again, listening to Dolly complain. If it wasn't so much work to go fetch them, she'd have thrown a pillow at them both. |
((Oh hey, Funk, 'sup.))
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((I'm rockin' round the clock like a Summer-time student)) XD
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Instead of responding to Pride's jab, Dolly chose to ignore her. The paint on one of her nails was ruined before it could dry, and she frowned at it, then childishly tipped over the bottle of polish. She eyed what seemed like a floating hat and grinned. "How have you been, Wrath?"
((What are you doing on Tris, mister? Get your homework done! D<)) |
((Urk! *Gets blown away to the work desk*))
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((Well... looks like Phi is stuck on the story. Anyone have any ideas? =/))
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((IDK How are you, by the way.))
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((Er... doing good, mostly. I'm going through one of my depressed phases, so everything seems worse than it actually is. xD;
How 'bout you?)) |
Serra opened her eyes, finding the quiet rather odd for this place. She was usually the one to not be doing anything, but with no one else doing much she was finding it hard to remain sitting still. Getting up, she fluffed her pillows and moved them around a bit, putting the less flat ones in the center, before lying back down on them.
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((Aw, poor Funk. ;-; -Hugs- Us depressed people gotta stick together!))
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((YEAH!!! *Atempts to summon a rainbow*
http://i1232.photobucket.com/albums/...rayrainbow.png ... Q_Q)) |
((AWW!! XDD Sad rainbow is sad!))
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((aw well...at least we have each other. =D))
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((Yup, we're takin' on the world!!
P.S. Is it just me, or does it seem like Suzerain ignores everything I say? <_<)) |
((It's just you))
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Did the thread die.
-Pokes the thread.- |
"I didn't mean to make it all slothful, honest..." Serra whines from her pillows. "I'm sure...everyone will be back soon?"
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Let's hope so.
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Espy lurks on the rafters above everyone else, trying to literally be above it all.
(Heyas. How's everyone?) |
Serra just stretches, lazing about on her pillows and looks up at Espy. "So, trying to just be above everyone?" Serra tosses a pillow up to Espy. "So you can be comfy up there. I'm just pondering, waiting for my dear friend..."
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Espy swings upside-down on the beam, and deftly catches the pillow, showing off. "I wonder...where everyone else is. Maybe they haven't got the time...unlike me~"
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Belle yawns and walks in writing furiously in a notebook
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"Maybe so Espy, maybe so." Serra tries to hide her mild unhappiness as Bell comes in, writing. "Why are you in such a rush? The notebook isn't going to run away..."
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Dolly rushed into the room from where she had been before, holding an armful of a seemingly random pile of objects and muttering incoherently to herself. She stopped, staring around the room at its occupants. "Are you all still here?" She asked, with genuine surprise, some of the things in her arms falling to the floor.
(xD Like seriously, this place is still ALIVE?) |
not at all i am afraid
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Belle looked up at Serra "I was given the gift of removing writers block, must....write.....until I can't....." she continues to write curled up in a corner
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Serra looked at Belle with her eyes open widely. "Write until you can't?" She snorted. "Far too much work." She turned over and grabbed a pillow.
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