Hoekage — Roleplayer Guild

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Location | Outside of Civilization
 Time | High Time , 31 MAY 20xx
Interacting with | Scruffy Murderer @BeastofDestiny | Whoever is on the right 
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Apparently an hour long car ride together wasn’t enough to get the group at least on talking terms. Not that a certain princess had gone out of her way to make friends with any of the tagalongs, and she hadn’t tried to approach Nate or Jules again. Instead, she took up to quietly pouting to herself by the fire that offered a welcome warmth to her bare legs. 

Camping was not on the list of things Yessi ever wanted to do, sure when she was younger she pitched a tent in the backyard way back when, but the grass was soft under her premium sleeping bag and she was able to run inside to the comfort of a bed and a shower when she had enough. 

 “We’re going to Vegas and we’re going to take the house for all it’s worth”

A look of confusion crossed her face as she looked around to the group that had drawn closer to the fire. Vegas? How the hell were they expecting to get there? Hitchhiking? Walking? That old pos RV was donezo, and none of them had enough to buy a new one, not even a shittier version. So how and why the hell was Sami so confident his ragtag group was going to make it the City of Sin? The annoyance had found a new target and swelled up prompting her to form her thoughts into audible words, surely to start another bout of arguments, but AJ, the even poutier Prince spoke first and shut up the Spanish girl, the air she sucked in puffed out her cheeks and she turned her attention back to the fire willing it to burn away her annoyance, or the sources of it.

AJ’s departure into the wilderness, the singing French man sitting beside her and the obviously drugged up cry baby all went over her head. No, Yessi was too caught up in her own thoughts about all the things she loved that awaited her in Vegas. Well, until the pungent smell of one of her many preferred vices reached her nose, blinking away the light of the fire from her eyes she turned to look at the scruffy newcomer. Eyes bouncing between his face and the extended offering of just the thing to melt away her inhibitions of increasing the size of their traveling group, even if just for the night. 

“Why not, if you’re going to murder us might as well be high for it, right?” The tone of her voice was light as she reached for the joint and brought it back to lush parted lips. The first inhale was a long drag that warmed her throat and filled her lungs. On the exhale the effects weren’t immediate but already she felt the happy haze. For an added measure she went in for a second hit, this one was shorter and left her limbs feeling lighter than before as she extended her arm to her right inviting the next person to join them on cloud nine.

@Dirty Pretty Lies @Hoekage @Moro @Spooner @verzehren Collab pt. 1

Yessi wouldn’t say she was watching the front door from her planted spot at the side of the Jell-O shot display, but she wouldn’t say she wasn’t either. Three shots in and the high from the devil’s lettuce kicking in at full strength was having her mind straying in other places. 

There’s no way that asshole is coming here, not to Kavi’s house.

The voice to her left snapped her out of her daze and immediately the irritation of previous thoughts melted away. Lithe arms wrapped around the God of War’s torso in a quick hug, ”Sunshinee~!”

A booming laugh left the young man as Yessi slung her arms around him.  “How’ve you been? Haven’t heard or seen much of you as of late. Still laying low?” He asked as he squeezed his friend. 

Astraia laughed at his question waving his hand dismissively, she wasn’t going to admit she was looking for someone. “Well I got an anonymous tip that some extra thotty people were going to be in attendance tonight, so I decided to come patrol.”

Max let out another loud laugh “Yeah and here we are! The thottiest boys around!” he exclaimed excitedly gesturing towards Sawyer and himself.

Yessi’s eyes looked over Max’s lack of a costume and then her eyes flickered over his shoulder to her favorite “hardass” in all of Florida. Astraia smiled proudly as Darth Invadeher came bumbling through the crowd towards them, ”I’m glad I did show up- Soybean!” She called out to Sawyer a fit of giggles following, ”Holy shit, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing it! I love it!”

There was so much going on in the few moments before Sawyer was thrust forward into the crowd by Reli without so much as a chance to respond back to what had been said. Sawyer pressed his lips into a thin line and followed behind his buddy and teammate Max, smirking at the boy’s response to his costume. ”Yeah, someone made me wear it. It was kind of an or else thing,” he laughed, mostly to himself.

The boy followed behind the other, easily hiding behind the towering beefcake that was Max Wallenburg. It wasn’t till he heard a familiar voice that his whole aura changed, a slight smile brought to his face as the two in front of him exchanged hugs and words. Suddenly eyes were on him and he froze in place, hearing the all-too-familiar nickname being used. The boy turned beet red and wished he could just hide.  ”Hey, Yess..” Sawyer rolled his eyes at the comment about his costume, slipping on his mask to conceal his bright red face. 

Sawyer looked between Max and Yessi, a charming ‘I hate you’ smirk plastered on his face as he turned his eyes back to his friend.  ”You wouldn’t let me live it down if I didn’t. Never had a choice!” He playfully shoved Max’s shoulder and laughed,  ”Not like I could compete with this guy, though. Ey? If there was a contest, no shit, you’d take the cake, man.” Sawyer’s attention was momentarily stolen, his eyes scanning the room around them. His mind relayed back his brother’s words from earlier, and he hoped he wasn’t right about what he’d said. Well, honestly, he did and didn’t. Leaning more towards wanting it to be true. The boy brought himself back to the two in front of him, thankful his mask hid his momentary distress.

Yessi had snagged three shots from the table while meeting her daily quota for embarrassing Sawyer.  Passing on to each boy she tapped the rim of her little plastic cup against theirs, “cheers, to a night full hot ghouls and boys, let’s get fucked up.” Knocking back the shot of green jello with a strong taste of cheap vodka screwed her face up just as the front door swung forward and bounced off the wall.

“Yo: let’s get fucked uuuuuuuuuuup! Where’s the fucking booze at?!”

Turning around quickly her eyes scanned the room for anything she could use as an excuse to get out of there. Just outside the sliding glass door leading to the backyard was her favorite party pastime.

“Hey~ Why don’t we go play beer pong, it’s starting to get crowded in here.” Yes, Because the addition of two, mostly just he who shall not be named, people really pushed the occupancy inside the house over the comfort level for the runaway princess.

Max smile widened when he followed Yessi’s line of sight towards the outside patio where a beer pong table had been set up. He turned back to face his newly arrived buddies cupping his hands around his mouth “Ey yo boys! Let’s play some pong!” he called them over pointing excitedly towards the sliding glass doors.

“Max n- ugh.” The distressed police officer executed a 10/10 facepalm paired with an audible groan of her purest dismay, “Et tu Brut?” She grumbled to the jovial boy before turning to the DILF version of Luke Skywalker’s Papa,  “Let’s set up the table, Soybean. Any way to lessen the time we have to be around them.” There was no wait for Sawyer’s reaction as she led him outside to the table and left Max to deal with his boys.

Sawyer’s eyes followed Yessi’s over to the boys who had entered the room, Santi not being much of a problem to him but the other... well, let’s just say was a different story. He knew too well that Santi was a problem for Yess, though, which was enough reason to vacate their current position. The boy followed his friend over to the table to, as she said, help set things up. Sawyer was never one to drink beer- he liked the harder stuff- but he guessed he wouldn’t mind tossing back a few to keep it light tonight. The game should be simple enough for him: the boy had a great arm and good aim. As long as he didn’t have to go against Max, he was confident enough he’d not be getting wasted tonight.

Santiago had been busy high-fiving and saying hi to his sports teammates when he heard Max calling out for him and Aiden. When his gray eyes followed the sound of his friend's voice, his expression immediately soured at the sight of just who Max had been joined by just seconds previously. Sawyer he didn't mind: the boy had fucked up significantly in the past but was doing well for himself now. But the hot blonde dressed up as a cop? That was a different story.

"I'm not going anywhere with that bitch," Diablo muttered in Aiden's ear while his body tensed up, feeling fortunate that his clown makeup hid the fury that was surely painted all over his face.

Aiden, on the other hand, really wanted to play beer pong. "C'mon, don't be such a pussy. It'll be fun, and we'll kick her ass in beer pong. In the business we call that a win-win scenario — gonna be real with you, that's a line from Cat in the Hat."

Aiden slung his arm around Santi's shoulders, attempting to shuffle him towards his promised beer pong match. Aiden didn't care about the Yessi drama at all; Sawyer, though, that was a bit messy. They didn't exactly end on a good note. Aiden wasn't going to cry about it, like someone, because he wanted to play beer pong. And kick ass.

Instead of telling Aiden that they were going to get royally fucked up the ass during this game, Diablo chose to bite his tongue and follow his friend as they made their way away from the crowd and in the direction of their playground. Playing beer pong with Yessi was like playing golf with Tiger Woods, or swimming against Michael Phelps, or boxing with Mayweather: you were guaranteed to lose. Of course, Santiago would let his best friend find out for himself. Maybe that would serve him as good punishment for forcing his hand.

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