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{Text}{to anyone} hey, saw I missed a call, but I don't recognize the number. Who is this?
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"If you keep staring at me like that, you're going to burn a hole in my face."
I have a bottle of tequila, some limes, and a bit of salt; however, I'm in need of another body. Anyone interested?
This is stupid.
[Manny leaves suite in his outfit--or lack of one, really. The thin little mouse tail swishes behind his legs as he walks and his face is burning a bright red with humiliation. He makes his way down into the lobby, scowling.] I should've just sucked it up and gave him the damn Minnie costume when I had the chance.Â
A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes || Diego & OPEN
Who: Diego and someone idk
What: The event! (I think I'm maybe well enough to do some typing now :D)
When: Well this was supposed to be Thursday the 13th but I fell ill...but it still counts as Thursday, right?
Where: He's in the gardens ^_^
Diego shifted his shoulders around yet again, frowning a little. He thought that 'costume party' would mean something more...Halloween like, or masquerade ball style. Never the less, he was still happy he wasn't a slave, thankful not to be forced into a dress with ridiculous fake tits. But still, the tailor could have realized that whatever material was in the shoulder pads was not comfortable.
He was thankful for Hiro doing this, he appreciated the way the other man was trying to lighten the mood. From what he'd seen of the other man he seemed nice enough, just a nice guy who hadn't expected his job as a dance instructor to include slaves. He chuckled for a moment, thinking that maybe this was his way of trying to get people to take classes. Get them dressed up, all regal, wanting to have a ball later on. He shook his head at that thought and smiled, before accidentally bumping into someone.
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Now, remember, Pinocchio | ( OPEN )
Who: Mic & When: June 14th Where: the Gardens What/Notes: Mic finds himself in a less than modest costume for a party he doesn't really want to attend.
Mic slowly brushed his fingers through his blonde curls as he walked into the bedroom he shared with Colin. As he looked up he noticed an outfit on the bed and gave a little snort as he walked over to it. "What the fuck is this doing here?" he mumbled grabbing the note from on top to see who it was intended for. His face paled as he read his own name not quite sure what kind of sick joke this actually was. "You've got to be fucking kidding me." he groaned then tossed the note to the side so he could pick up the costume. "No, there's no fuckin' way. Colin! Are you serious right now?" he started calm in some sense before his voice quickly raised to a yell searching for his master who'd incidentally singed him up for this little event.
His brown hues fell back down to the costume in his hands and he sighed heavily. He was going to get payback for this when Colin least expected it. "How am I supposed to put this fuckin' thing on on my own?" Frustrated he threw the costume back down on the bed then stripped out of his briefs and t-shirt which was usually the only thing he wore in the suite. "There's no fuckin' way I'm wearing those god damn shoes." Still cussing up a storm he tugged on the little underwear that were given to him. He hated parties, but above all he knew he was going to hate this costume more than anything.
The blonde was thinking up so many choice words for his Master, or should he call him boyfriend? He didn't know. Finally picking up the outfit he pulled it on tying it in the few places it called for. He positioned himself in front of the full length mirror and messed around with the back until he thought it looked right. "I'm not a fuckin' girl!" He whined trying to tug the way too short skirt down a bit so it'd cover his ass better, but to no avail. He donned his fairy wings and slipped the star covered shoes on making sure they were buckled right before teetering out into the living room. "This is fuckin' ridiculous." he grumbled when he saw himself completely.
Head shaking he left the suite slowly taking his time in the high heels since he didn't feel like falling or breaking anything. He ignored the glances from other guests at the hotel and tried not to think about how their eyes seared into his pale flesh. He picked up his pace a little and found himself outside in the gardens stumbling around on the soft ground as he searched for Colin. He'd be damned if he wasn't going to give the man a piece of his mind before this was over. With his eyes searching somewhere else he managed to bump into someone which put him off balance enough for him to grab hold of them to keep himself up. "Jesus fuckin'...I'm sorry." he sighed trying to find his balance again hoping that the person he was now latched onto didn't quite mind.