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I already have a few latenesses at work, can't afford to call in sick. And plus, I DO actually need to go to class.
Well, it's not really a big deal any more. And lucky you, I still have class. And work. Oh well, it happens.
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Aw, but mine was in jest. D;


I know. Besides, its been years since anybody has seen it really. I can't even remember the last person's reaction to it.
That just about sums up the reaction half the time. One person even screamed. That one hurt. T.T
5'5". And I have no clue. Those aren't the only stretch marks either. The worst part?
Trust me, Jacob's scarring is bad. The burn is ugly as sin and he has stretch marks.

He weighs 110 freaking pounds and has STRETCH MARKS
Oh lawdy, errybody's gonna see Jacob's nasty old scarred-up back! Prepare to scream in horror, ladies!
Jacob nodded and offered a smile to Julie, pretending not to tense up when she touched his shoulder. It was only a little. Relax. How? I'm talking to two of the cutest girls in this school-Acacia probably rounding out the trio. God damn was he getting nervous. And his mouth was getting really dry. And why was he hungry all of a sudden, he'd eaten not too long ago. Huh. Weird. "Hey, my summer was..." You fucking...it's not her fault...not her fault...maybe she didn't know. "Uh...yeah. It was summer, alright. It was summer." Fuck. Wow, he was so nervous he was about to start sweating. If there was a merciful God, he would send someone right now.

God: 1. Nervousness: 0 Vladimir showed up, wrapping his arm around Jacob and Wren, a little to friendly-like. Jacob couldn't help but tense completely under the surprise and the contact. "Damnit Vlad, for a second there I thought I was about to get shot or something. It's good to see you, ya crazy drunk bastard. But guitar? Hell, might be worth a shot. But come on, the ladies already can't resist this." He couldn't help but laugh at his self-deprecating joke, though since this summer, he'd...had his reasons to be confident with that. "Listen man, I got a thousand and one things to tell you about summer when this is over and you are not going to expect a single one of 'em. But for now...let us enjoy the spectacle." He turned to watch the dunk tank as Max the Glorious managed to take down Principal Aldrin in a mere two throws. That settled it, he had to try.

Squirming his way from under Vladimir and Julie, he turned to them as he started walking away, acting casually for the first time. "I gotta try this. Give me five minutes and I'll be back. It's gonna be great!" He turned his back to them and ran off, his now-light backpack bouncing against his back with each step. All he had was a change of clothes, a bathing suit, and a towel in there at this point. Most of the space was used for the transportation of delectable goodies. Anyway, he made his way to the pool's locker room, thankfully close by, and changed into his solid blue swimming trunks. Nothing special, nor was his green towel. No designs marked them, no fancy patterns. Simplicity was fine sometimes.

As he'd gotten back, Jacob noticed a very wet Principal Hawthorne outside the dunk tank. He smiled, his towel still wrapped around his back and his uniform neatly put away in his backpack. Putting it on? Half an hour. Taking it off? Two, three minutes tops. Jacob was good at getting undressed, though it wasn't from an abundance of practice. He walked over to the dunk tank and took a glance at Acacia. "May I?'"
God I hate those guys. I really, really fucking do.

It's magic bitch, I ain't gotta explain shit.
You should see how I post in my OTHER RP. Oh lawdy, compared to this one, my posts there are nothing!
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