Drugs, alcohol, parties, and talking to women he found attractive. This was all wound up into the festivities of the night before. As much as Mike loved it, the consequences would soon let him know that it wasn’t worth it. Not one bit. He drank enough to have what he would call a good time. It was a good ice breaker for him and his roommate, Floyd. Hot boxing in the car had pretty much confirmed that the two of them would enjoy living under the same roof without many problems. And as for the women… Well, Mike didn’t score as he would put it. It wasn’t that his game was bad, but more that he was just too intoxicated. The young man still enjoyed himself. Well, he did enjoy himself.
A loud groan escaped Mike as he instantly put both hands to his throbbing head that sank towards his knees in the backseat of the car. He didn’t care that he hadn’t slept in his bed or that the whole world was spinning around him. His main concern was his awful headache. He would kill to get rid of it. Like really murder someone… viciously. Okay, maybe not that bad, but it was just terrible.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Shiiiit.” Mike said as his head throbbed like a second heartbeat. Except this felt like a heart covered in studs. The pain could easily be seen on his face as he gritted his teeth and shut his eyes really tight. “Fuck.” He said again just to get something out. He was already mentally promising to never drink again, while praying for ibuprofen. This hangover is going to fucking kill me! He thought just as things only got worse.
His eyes glared out past the open car door as he heard the sound of someone wailing in excitement. It wasn’t just anyone though. It was Floyd, his new roommate. In seconds, that hot box that had sealed the deal meant nothing as he thought of beating Floyd half to death for making his headache about ten times worse. Mike balled his fists up against his temples as he shut his eyes. Floyd continued as if he was having an orgasm, unknowingly making things worse on Mike. He groaned again, this time it was a bit deeper. Mike had to put an end to this or his brain just might explode.
With a sudden burst of movement, Mike opened the door and slammed it shut. He held the left side of his head with his left palm as he round the car and approached Floyd who was on the ground. He crouched down to his new friend and grabbed him by the collar before tugging him close and speaking quietly yet extremely cold.
“Shut the fuck up. Just shut the fuck UP!” Mike said the last word as loud as he could without having to wince from his own raised voice. “I have a headache, and this is not fucking helping. You know what would help though? Drugs. Lots of drugs.” Mike explained directly. This was no bullshit, this headache was from hell.
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Nonsequitur, you're CS is accepted. The IC is up.
22xander, you're denied. PM me or Chulance for more details if you want to know why or what you need to do to fix it.
22xander, you're denied. PM me or Chulance for more details if you want to know why or what you need to do to fix it.
Hey Xander, I'm not gonna say you're not accepted since that's Chulance's decision, but it would really... really be a great idea to paste that CS into MS Word. If you don't have the program, then I would recommend fixing your Ethnicity line (Irish, German, Caucasian, etc), Favorite Food line (you'll see), and Year line (I think you mean Freshman). There are more things, but I have to head to work soon and don't have the time. Chulance will let you know if it's good or not.
Nonsequitur, nice CS. I can't approve or deny, but I'm sure you're good.
Can't wait to see what everyone else has to put on the table.
Nonsequitur, nice CS. I can't approve or deny, but I'm sure you're good.
Can't wait to see what everyone else has to put on the table.
Mike
Quote: Let’s get it!
Name: Michael B. Hayes
Nickname: Mike
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 6’2”
Weight: 200 lbs
Ethnicity: African American and Puerto Rican
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Political Affiliation: Depends…
Religion: Agnostic
Drugs of Choice: Alcohol and Marijuana.
Alcoholic Preference: Anything under the sun, but only tolerates beer. Favorite drink would have to be the Adios Motherfucker (AMF).
Favorite Food: Really? Almost anything you can cook. The list would be too long
Major: Sports Management
Clubs: Hosts an on campus radio station
Year: Freshman
Roommates: To be decided.
Occupation: Student/Club Promoter and Doorman
Talents/Skills: Mike is good at most things that have to do with fitness. Running, swimming, or any other high intensity cardio. Mike doesn’t know if he could name this a skill, but he always seems to think of an alternate way of doing things, whether it be used as a shortcut or a contingency.
Likes: Workout, game on Xbox, go clubbing, dancing, trying new things, meeting new people, traveling.
Dislikes: Hypocrites, lying, liars, boredom, staying still for too long, olives, loud noises.
Personality: Mike is a very outgoing guy and won’t be too shy not to introduce himself to someone new. His charisma always seems to give him a good first impression. He’s usually smiling, but if he’s not, his face shows a solemn that he can’t hide. He’s usually full of energy and loves just going out and doing something. You would think he’d be loud and hotheaded, but Mike remains cool and leveled. He’d rather see his friends happy than himself, and at times this can be a little self destructive. Mike is someone to rely on, and a person you should keep an eye out for, because that smile can hide almost anything.
History: (I hate these, so I’ll be brief) Mike was born in New York City, where he spent the majority of his life as the first born of two raised by a single parent mother. Since he was a child he loved sports, whether it be playing or watching. He grew up being a jock of all trades as he would put it, but wasn’t recognized among his peers like other were.
Without the scholarships to do so, Mike decided to join the military straight out of high school. Something his mother dreaded. He went with something simple, Communications. Mike was deployed once to Afghanistan and once to Kosovo. The tour to Kosovo wasn’t too difficult, being that it was a permissive environment. However, Afghanistan was a lot grittier. Mike wouldn’t do it again if you asked him to, but he doesn’t regret it either.
After serving his 3 1/2 year contract, Mike became a reservist and pursued school in California, a place he’s always wanted to see. He knew he’d be an older freshman, but at least he now had the money to start college without being in debt for years.
Power: Psionic Manipulation. Mike possesses the power to use psychic powers such as telekinesis and telepathy.
Quote: Let’s get it!
Name: Michael B. Hayes
Nickname: Mike
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 6’2”
Weight: 200 lbs
Ethnicity: African American and Puerto Rican
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Political Affiliation: Depends…
Religion: Agnostic
Drugs of Choice: Alcohol and Marijuana.
Alcoholic Preference: Anything under the sun, but only tolerates beer. Favorite drink would have to be the Adios Motherfucker (AMF).
Favorite Food: Really? Almost anything you can cook. The list would be too long
Major: Sports Management
Clubs: Hosts an on campus radio station
Year: Freshman
Roommates: To be decided.
Occupation: Student/Club Promoter and Doorman
Talents/Skills: Mike is good at most things that have to do with fitness. Running, swimming, or any other high intensity cardio. Mike doesn’t know if he could name this a skill, but he always seems to think of an alternate way of doing things, whether it be used as a shortcut or a contingency.
Likes: Workout, game on Xbox, go clubbing, dancing, trying new things, meeting new people, traveling.
Dislikes: Hypocrites, lying, liars, boredom, staying still for too long, olives, loud noises.
Personality: Mike is a very outgoing guy and won’t be too shy not to introduce himself to someone new. His charisma always seems to give him a good first impression. He’s usually smiling, but if he’s not, his face shows a solemn that he can’t hide. He’s usually full of energy and loves just going out and doing something. You would think he’d be loud and hotheaded, but Mike remains cool and leveled. He’d rather see his friends happy than himself, and at times this can be a little self destructive. Mike is someone to rely on, and a person you should keep an eye out for, because that smile can hide almost anything.
History: (I hate these, so I’ll be brief) Mike was born in New York City, where he spent the majority of his life as the first born of two raised by a single parent mother. Since he was a child he loved sports, whether it be playing or watching. He grew up being a jock of all trades as he would put it, but wasn’t recognized among his peers like other were.
Without the scholarships to do so, Mike decided to join the military straight out of high school. Something his mother dreaded. He went with something simple, Communications. Mike was deployed once to Afghanistan and once to Kosovo. The tour to Kosovo wasn’t too difficult, being that it was a permissive environment. However, Afghanistan was a lot grittier. Mike wouldn’t do it again if you asked him to, but he doesn’t regret it either.
After serving his 3 1/2 year contract, Mike became a reservist and pursued school in California, a place he’s always wanted to see. He knew he’d be an older freshman, but at least he now had the money to start college without being in debt for years.
Power: Psionic Manipulation. Mike possesses the power to use psychic powers such as telekinesis and telepathy.
Damn Chu lol. At least give us a chance to leave a little mystery to our characters.
Just to add to what Chulance posted. You can message me about details as well. That way your chances of waiting long on a reply are a lot slimmer
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