Archived Roleplay:Wonderfalls & Bachiekinz

Eros Cabin
Holden: He yawns and stretches as he makes his way out of his room and over to the kitchenette area of the cabin, then proceeds to work towards making a pot of coffee. It's nearly noon, but he's quite desperate for some caffeine, and with the days getting colder, he'd rather have hot than cold. Once that's made he reaches down and reties the strings to his pajama bottoms and then picks some belly button lint out of his belly button, as he's wearing no shirt. Forgetting yet again, that he can feel pain now, he reaches out for the hot coffee pot when it's done instead of using the handle and curses quite loudly, then pours some into his mug.

Skylar: ''He's passed out on the sofa after a long night of drinking, something he's probably gonna do tonight again as well. He groans in his sleep as Holden swears loudly causing Skylar to roll around and essentially wake up. He quickly reaches across the table where he grabs his phone and begins to check his facebook in case he did anything embarrassing and it got caught on camera or something before finding a really embarrassing picture and slamming his head on the armrest of the sofa, needless to say this only made his headache worse.''

Holden: As he holds his coffee mug and blows lightly on the coffee to cool it a bit before drinking, he hears movement on the sofa coming from across the cabin where the attached living area is to the kitchen, he notices Skylar and chuckles a bit as he bangs his head off the armrest. "Late night again? I got in at like 3am and you still weren't back yet."

Skylar: He rubs his face, brushing the strands of hair out of his face. "Mmmmmmmmhmmmmm, I wouldn't call 6am late night, more like early morning." He groans softly again before beginning to sit up, realizing the full extent of his hangover. "Oh gods." He holds his head in his hands before looking up towards Holden, spying the coffee. "Do you have any of that left?" He moans and rolls his back into his hands again before laying his back against the backrest of the sofa.

Holden: He takes a few sips of his as he listens to Skylar, then chuckles again, "Sure, how do you take yours?" He turns around and grabs another mug from the cabinet.

Skylar: He sighs/groans again. "As long as it has caffeine I really don't give two shits." He rubs his eyes again before standing up, trying to walk over to the kitchenette area but ends up losing his balance after he trips over a beanbag chair and on top of someone's dirty underwear.

Holden: He shrugs and pours some of the hot fresh coffee into a mug, and then picks it up and holds it out towards Skylar, "Black it is then." He then gets a more clear look at Skylar, he starts to laugh, between laughing and trying desperately not to spill the coffee he manages to get out, "Were you wearing pants when you got home last night, or boxers even? Or did you lose those before you got back?" >.<

Skylar: He crooks his neck up far enough to see Holden and shrugs. "I honestly do not for the life of me remember."  He sits up in the beanbag chair, throwing what might possibly be his own underwear across the room so it hand off a lampshade before taking the coffee off Holden and taking a sip, screwing his face up at the taste of it, not liking black coffee. "Ew what the f*ck is this?!"

Holden: He chuckles again, finding his half brother QUITE amusing right now >.< "It's this thing called coffee, that's what it tastes like with nothing in it, like creamer or sugar. But I assure you, it has lots of caffeine in it." He takes a few more sips of his own, as it cools his sips become more and more like gulps >.<

Skylar: He decides to actually get up off his ass and put sugar, cream, milk, marshmallows, chocolate, rainbow sprinkles and a cherry before coming back and sitting down on the beanbag chair again. "See what you made me do?" He rolls his eyes, obviously fake annoyed and takes a sip from what I like to call "Skylar's Fun, Fun Hangover Cure Serum with Extra Calories" >.<

Holden: He shrugs and finishes his coffee, he turns and pours himself another one, this time he decides that coffee alone was boring and reaches over and adds a shot of bourbon to it >.< "Sooooo......" Before he can finish Brock bursts into the cabin, rubbing his forehead, he walks over towards Holden....

Brock: "Hey dude, you left your wallet in my ca......" As he starts to say car, he realises that Skylar is in the bean bag with no pants on and forgets what he was saying, so instead just stands awkwardly holding out Holden's wallet, while looking down at Skylar.

Skylar: ''He doesn't notice Brock until he's actually stopped speaking. After he realizes Brock's staring at him he smirks proudly and sinks into the beanbag chair.'' "Guess I'm the most attractive in the room then....." He laughs at himself.

Brock: When Skylar speaks he realises he was staring and looks away, a bit of a blush on his face, "Uhh yea so I though you might need it."

Holden: He reaches out and takes the wallet, "Yea thanks for being the D.D. (he literally says Dee Dee) last night."

Brock: "Oh yea sure, no problem, any time....." He glances back over at Skylar....

Holden: "Dude, don't even think about it, that's Danica's exe. Though......" He mentally pictures some things >.< "Might make for an interesting weekend that's for sure. So are you officially calling yourself Bi yet, or are you sticking to the gay title." He grins teasing a bit.

Brock: He rolls his eyes, "It was one girl, one, that's it, I told you that a million times, I still don't understand how it happened."

Skylar: He tilts his head back so that he can see Brock and Holden. "Does she even count as an ex? I mean it was only a week and it was only for-" He clicks on that Brock may or may not have feeling for Danica so he decides to shut up before he gets a fist to the face >.<.

Brock: He thinks for a few seconds, "Were you by chance gay before you slept with her, or always bisexual?" (As Brock and Holden are friends, I'm assuming Brock has at least heard enough stories to know that Skylar has slept with guys as well >.<)

Holden: He almost spits out his coffee when Brock asks Skylar the question and laughs a bit. >.<

Skylar: He laughs as well. "Nah, I've always been sexually attracted to everything that can be considered human, or nymph, same thing really." He twirls around so he's sitting on his knees, facing them, before setting his coffee mug on the floor, finished with it.

Brock: He almost looks disappointed, "Huh....I've never been attracted to a girl before....."

Holden: He finishes his second cup, feeling a bit perkier with that added shot of somethingsomething "Well dude you were in a coma for like 3 years of your teen life, who knows what might have happened otherwise."

Anthony: ''He leaves one of the girls in Eros' Cabin's room and quickly saunters down the hallway before arching his head around to see who's talking. He quickly ducks back into the hall after he see Brock looking over his way he quickly starts crawling over to a table but moves his head up too fast banging it, causing a vase to fall and smash on the hard ground.'' "F*ck." He rubs his head before hoping a praying no one heard/saw him.

Holden: "Ummm dude what the f***." He looks over where he saw a table move a bit and the vase crash to the floor. "I'm sure as hell not picking that shit up, so whomever's over there trying to do the morning after walk of shame, best be getting to cleaning it."

Anthony: He appears back from under the table, one hand up in surrender the other somewhat rubbing his head due to the painful impact on the table and he laughs awkwardly. "Sorry 'bout your....yeah...." He blushes and makes the >.< face before trying to get up, not using hands to keep his balance and quickly falls back down again right on his ass.

Brock: He stares at Anthony, rather awkwardly, like he should say something, or wants to say something but isn't sure what to say, but the awkward factor in the room is seriously rising >.< then suddenly moves towards Anthony to maybe perhaps help him, but trips over someone's shoes and ends up falling rather ungracefully on top of Skylar.

Holden: Just shakes his head as he sees things getting crazy really fast >.<

Skylar: He giggles as Brock falls on top of him before laughing at Anthony. "Wow so you do put the A in clumsy...."

Anthony: He looks at Skylar with a sorta half wtf face, half did you even take english at school face. "There is no A in clumsy......"

Skylar: He makes the >.< face." "Just pretend there is." He lightly pushes, by that I mean violently shoves >.<, Brock off him before continuing to laugh, possibly still slightly drunk from last night.''

Brock: As Skylar shoves him off, Brock remembers yet again that Skylar isn't wearing any pants, turns even redder and as he lays on the floor next to Skylar, looking up at the ceiling he's not sure what to do or say.

Holden: He goes over an helps Brock up, even though it looks at this point like Brock would rather crawl into a hole and hide. "So Anthony, who ya....I mean what ya doooin?"

Anthony: He blushes awkwardly. "Well I sorta fell face first into this guy's crotch, he punched me in the face and so I split my lip." He points to his lip. "Then this chick which just so happens to be a kid of Eros saved me and nursed me back to health and that's how my weekend went...." He looks away still pissed at that guy for punching him in the face.

Holden: "Ohhhh I see, sounds like....." He shrugs and just stops midsentence realising he has no idea what that sounds like nor does he care >.< "Skylar are you going to put pants on today sometime or keep walking around with your junk hanging out?"

Brock: Just stands there >.< Cuz he has no idea what else to do, but for some reason can't bring himself to leave or to look directly at Anthony >.<

Skylar: He glares playfully at Holden. "Only if you get them for me...." He winks before giving up trying to make Holden his slave and getting them himself.

Anthony: "Soooo....." He sits there awkwardly trying to avoid looking at Brock.

Brock: He turns to Holden, "So did you need me tonight for anything?"

Holden: He yawns, "Ummm sure, probably, maybe....." He thinks, "Ya know, town is boring, we should go away for a couple of nights, go to...umm I don't f***ing know, anywhere but here."

Skylar: He gets excited when Holden says "Go away for a couple of nights", "Vegas? Vegas sounds good." He walks out, trips over Anthony, falls over, realizes he has no underwear on, gets up again, goes into his room and actually put on underwear as Anthony just gives the "Omfg I'm so confused, help me" look.

Holden: He nods, and waits for Skylar to come back out, again, not sure why he went back in, as it appeared he had pants on, finally >.<

Brock: "Well if we're going all the way to Vegas shouldn't we fly? Unless we do Atlantic City instead, as that's closer. Up to you guys, whatever you want to do." He shrugs and is still avoiding eye contact with Anthony..... "HEY, if we do go, can I bring someone?"

Skylar: He thinks for a second. "Yeah sure Atlantic City, that's fine." He smiles and remember he forgot to put on a belt. "OMFG, f*ck my perfect life." He goes to put on a belt.

Anthony: He gets up and doesn't fall over (OOC:Shocker >.<) and begins to leave. "Yeah I should leave...."

Holden: "Awww you don't want to come...you co....." He's stopped mid-sentence by Brock punching him in the side. "Dude what the kcuf (see what I did there >.<)"

Brock: Doesn't say anything or look at Anthony....

Anthony: He's about to leave when he trips over something and falls on top of Brock trying to grab a lamp on one of the end tables and as so it smashes onto the ground just as Skylar yells for Holden to come into his room and help him choose a belt.

Holden: Watches Anthony/Brock pile up and fall to the ground, then looks over to the door to Skylar's room and wonders which is going to be more interesting, then steps over the two on the floor and heads into Skylar's room.

Skylar picks a belt >.<
Holden: "Seriously?? You need help picking a belt, how many ingkcuf belts do you have?" He looks around Skylar's room. "We should hire a maid...."

Skylar: "I dunno like three hundred and fifteen...." He turns to face Holden, "Yeah but we also need to replace that vase and a lamp, apparently, because of that walking disaster." He tuts slightly pissed off after turning back to his belt collection, there's all sorts of belts, pink belts, blue belts, white belts, rainbow belts, silvers belts, any type of belt you can imagine. He turns back to Holden, "Yeah but you're gonna seriously help me pick...."

Holden': he looks Skylar up and down at what he's wearing, "I'd say either red or silver." He looks over at the door, "Well which one of our siblings nursed that walking train wreck back to health anyway, we should make them replace the lamp and vase."

Skylar:' He gazes in the mirror trying to figure out which one of the two belts look better. "Hmmm, I was gonna say Fabuanus but then I remembered he went AWOL and is a complete dick sooooo, yeah." He decides to pick the red one because he likes red better >.<. "But in all honesty it was probably James...." He sighs doing his buckle, "He's like a second mother to me....basically."

Holden: "Well he said chick so probably not James, though he is rather girly, but still....." He looks at Skylar. "Ok so, how many are going and who are we taking besides me, you and Brock, as Brock's our ride sooooo...."

Skylar: "We could take Glen, although he'd end up probably crying and rage quitting and then refuse to talk to us again because we forced him to go, orrrrrr we could bring Danica, but she goes like insane when she takes a little too much to drink, or there's Anthony who doesn't drink and makes all the drunk people look like perfectly balanced acrobats." He makes the >.< face before turning to Holden, "Does my butt look big in this?"

'Holden: "Well Brock's car fits 6, including him obviously soooo...." He looks at his brother's ass, "Meh, no but how do you breathe in those? I've worn socks that didn't fit as tight." >.<

Skylar: "Oh sweet." He grins before answering the question, "It takes practise but you get there eventually" He makes the >.< face before going into the bathroom to f*ck with his hair a bit before leaving, pulling Holden in as his personal advisor obvs and lets just say there's a lot of well >.< things in that bathroom >.<

Holden: Ignores said things, "So are we doing a foursome on this or do we want to bring 6?"

Skylar: Skylar starts messing with his hair, "Ummmm, I dunno, you choose. It would be simpler if it was just us four but..."

Holden: He shrugs, "Doesn't matter to me, so the question is, who's the 4th, Anthony, Danica or Glen...." He picks up an odd looking object here (you decide what it is >.<) carefully between two fingers like it might bite, "Yea we definitely need a maid....or 10......"

Skylar: He stops messing with his hair for a moment and looks at Holden with a sorta "omfg" expression, "We should just dress James up in a maid costume, give him the title of housewife/mother and have him run the place while I still keep the title as head counsellor because I'm a pretentious prick like that." He turns sharply, "And with the whole who's going shit Anthony, cause he was here first and to be completely honest I'm too lazy to get one of the other two..."

Holden: Shrugs, "Sure, sounds fine...." He hears Brock calling, "Oh joy, what has the klutz done now." He heads out of Skylar's room and calls back to Skylar, "I'd better check on them, make sure nothing else is broken."

Brock and Anthony Pig-pile
Brock: makes a sort of half grunt half oomph sound from under Anthony. "Hey you're *he groans* knee is jabbing my balls *he groans again*."

Anthony: "Yeah I would if my hand wasn't bleeding, maybe take an interest in my well being for once." He looks away half embarrassed half annoyed with a hint of fangirl before putting more pressure on the knee jabbing his manly marbles accidentally on purpose >.<

Brock: he attempts to push Anthony off him with a ouch/grunt when the pressure is more. "I'll worry about your hand a lot easier if my balls aren't being crushed."

Anthony: "What the f*ck ever." He manages to not get pushed of Brock, even though there's a ton of glass inside the wound on his hand he manages to try and pin Brock to the ground, wincing in pain as he begins to put pressure on his hand.

Brock: Has a >.> look, if that's even possible to actually physically do with one's eyes >.< "I can't help you with your hand from underneath you." He starts to think more about the closeness and his mind wanders to past times he had with Anthony, the scent of his cologne, the feel of his body against his and tries to ignore it so he doesn't get coughcoughexcitedcoughcough.

Anthony: He presses his hands tighter to Brock's biceps or tries to, "It doesn't hurt that much anymore." He narrows his eyes, however he does look slightly pissed you can see by his eyes themselves that he has a warm, loving feeling.

Brock: "right sure, how about you get off and then I'll bandage your hand." And yes I realise he said "you get off" instead of like you get off me or you stand up, and he didn't realise he misspoke >.<

Anthony: "Why should I, you seem to have a habit of killing me....why would I trust you with bandaging my hand, huh?" He looks sort of hurt after bringing this up and starts to take pressure off Brock before just giving up and sitting on the floor beside the shattered lamp, a pool of blood and the beanbag chair and of course Brock.

Brock: He rolls his eyes, "I've apologised like twice before, but your memory sucks, I swear, I'm going to drag you somewhere and have the apology tattooed to your hand so you won't forget any more."

Anthony: "And? Maybe you didn't mean it? Hmph." He looks away and folds his arms like a spoilt three year old.

Brock: He sulks and sits up more, ignoring the blood, "Well I don't know what else to do to convince you I'm serious."

Anthony: "Right now I would say "Buy me jewellery but I don't wear jewellery so...." He groans and lies down, his head narrowly missing the blood and glass.

Brock: He sighs and stands up, "Hey Holden, you guys gotta a first aid kid or something?"

Fixing Anthony's Hand
Holden: He comes out of Skylar's room and grabs a first aid kit out of a cupboard on his way. "What the hell is going on now?" He tosses the first aid kit to Brock.

Brock: He catches the kit and kneels down by Anthony, "give me your hand."

Anthony: He holds out his hand for Brock to bandage, his lips in half a pout but when Brock starts to clean it out (OOC:That sounded slightly >.<) he then retracts his hand, "F*ck ow" He makes the >.< face before holding his hand out again.

Skylar: He appears out of his room looking mostly the same apart from the fact he's not wearing his beanie anymore, "Oh so he didn't break anything?"

Holden: He looks down, "Apparently just his hand when he broke the lamp." He shrugs an goes to get yet another cup of coffee with a shot of bourbon. "So Anthony, you wanna go with us to Atlantic City tonight?"

Brock: He glares at Brock a bit, then goes back to trying to fix Anthony's hand, "Would you hold still...."