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About Last Night
« on: November 10, 2015, 09:35:42 pm »
Foxtrot's eyes slowly open as the rays of the sun reach him, the chirping of birds and crickets offer a natural alarm as he begins to wake. "Uhhh.... what?" He lifts his head, looking around to find himself on the edge of a forest; grabbing his head as a surge of discomfort overwhelms him. His whole body ached, a severe migraine following right after; the dizziness of this all doesn't get any better though. His stomach catches his attention, the student suddenly rolling over to vomit. After that something even worse obtains his focus; dangling from his neck was the end piece of a noose. Foxtrot's eyes widen as he sees the rope connected to the large branch above him. "What the f..." Getting up, he tries to pull the rope off, but to no avail. A set of numbers on his forearm is spotted, leading him to find not only another set on his other arm, but various bruises and lipstick marks all over his body. Clothing was lacking though, Fox only sporting socks, boxers and a tattered CHS shirt that he doesn't even own. "Alright Fox, deep breaths..." He looks around to find himself alone, only a large grouping of footprints leading out. "Ok, what do you remember? Wake up, school, home, dinner, shower, Niv's college party, some drinks..." A gasp exits his mouth as he recalls one final thing, "the worm... Damn it! Oh I can't remember anything after!" Taking a deep breath, Foxtrot simply decides to follow the trail. After several minutes of walking he reaches a clearing leading to a small park, several treadmarks dot the once pristine grass surrounding a playset. "Well, let's try to get home... and some pants."
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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #1 on: November 21, 2015, 02:02:21 am »
The slamming of fists and feet on a hanging sandbag. That was all Agilene heard and felt the past few minutes. For what seemed like hours, she had been hanging around the local park's playground, doing her usual morning workout. Running laps, high jumping, and hitting a sandbag; A routine she's kept since her early teen years.

After a series of swings from her hands and knees, Agilene holds the sandbag still, and decides to take a break. Satisfied by another tense workout, she takes a sip from her half empty water bottle, and begins packing up her things to head home. Upon leaving the grounds, however, she notices someone walking towards the playset. A guy wearing boxers, socks, a torn up shirt, and noose tied around his head? Either this was the beginning of a real life horror movie, or this is a normal occurance in the park. Agilene leaned towards the latter. Not knowing where to start, she lifts a finger that points to him, and lets out an "umm..."

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« Reply #2 on: November 21, 2015, 03:07:57 pm »
Foxtrot's attention is drawn to Agilene as she points to him, a slight sense of embarrassment taking hold. "Oh hi there!" he says casually. "Sorry for my uh... appearance. I got into a bit of a crazy night and I can't really remember it all." He looks around the playground for any familiar clothing. "You haven't seen any pants around, have you?"
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« Reply #3 on: November 22, 2015, 02:14:46 am »
Her head turns left and right as she pretends to find a pair of pants lying somewhere on the ground. Lacking results from her supposed search, Agilene shrugs. Picking up her gym bag, she asks Foxtrot, "Will you feel better if you explain everything from the beginning?" Noticing the dirt on him, she reaches for her towel hidden deep in her bag. After finding it, she tosses it to Foxtrot, "Clean yourself up while you're at it too."

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« Reply #4 on: November 22, 2015, 05:29:37 pm »
Metal walked slowly through the park, trying to get over his splitting headache as he pieced together the events of the night. Okay, so I was out with Neon...we had just finished our gig...then this guy shows up, tries to fight Neon, then leaves. Metal thought to himself with a degree of difficulty die to his hangover. Not realising where he was going, Metal tripped over a sandbag. As he got up, he started to speak. "Ouch...gotta start looking where I'm walking..." Metal looked up and saw some girl he didn't know, and the guy who had tried to fight Neon. That is, without the clothes he was wearing at the time. "Oh, this is EXACTLY what I wanted this morning." Ocean said sarcastically. "Another encounter with this guy."
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« Reply #5 on: November 22, 2015, 10:22:04 pm »
"Thanks." Foxtrot says as he catches the towel and begins cleaning himself up. "Lets see... my sis and I went to the nearby college for a party. There were... refreshments that I helped myself to, things were going smoothly until I took a bottle of what I believe to be tequila. After I started drinking that things get a bit fuzzy." He looks over to Metal as he trips on the sandbag and gets up. "Yo dude, you alright? Wait... have we met before? You look familiar."
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« Reply #6 on: November 22, 2015, 10:40:59 pm »
Metal walked straight up to Foxtrot and poked him in the chest. "You tried to start a fight with my friend Neon, after our gig last night, then left after you realised he wasn't gonna fight." Metal took a step back, and started to speak again. "I was looking for a fight this morning, but tequila does some crazy things to people."
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« Reply #7 on: November 23, 2015, 01:10:24 am »
Agilene noticed the attitude Metal had towards Fox. Having an itch on what their fued will result in, she rolled her eyes, and stepped in between them. "I am not one to allow unnecessary blood to shed," she warned with an uncaring tone. "Either you two settle your issues in a civil manner, or you have a third person."

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« Reply #8 on: November 23, 2015, 03:45:15 pm »
"Even if I did start a fight here, it wouldn't be worth it. This guy probably doesn't remember me, and I have a splitting hangover." Metal took his sunglasses off and cleaned them as he spoke. "So, instead, I'm probably gonna go find Neon, and see if his head hurts as bad as mine."
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« Reply #9 on: November 23, 2015, 09:57:49 pm »
Foxtrot scratches the back of his head, a weak smile forming on his face. "Yea... Sorry about that dude. I wish I could recall that. If you see your friend Neon, tell him I wasn't exactly myself; no hard feelings. Speaking of hard feelings..." He reaches up and tries to pull the noose around his neck up over his head. "It looks like that's the case with someone I ran into last night. What the hell happened for this to be around my neck?" Unfortunately he's unable to pull it off; with a sigh he lets go of it and lets it droop from his neck.
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« Reply #10 on: November 23, 2015, 10:22:58 pm »
Tinder lays on her back on a near by bench, a paper bag covered bottle resting on her chest. She had finally been getting some sleep until some people gathered in the park and started talking like this, which isn't helping her splitting headache from her little night out last night. She groans slightly and grabs the bottle off her chest and tosses it in the garbage can next to the bench, it seems like she's done this more then once. She slowly rolls and opens one eye to look at the people talking near her, spotting the fact that one of them is lacking pants. She kind of remembers something about picking up pants last night, she looks down as she feels the soft thing under her head and realizes that she had used pants as a pillow. Taking a second before slowly moves to stand, fixing her old ratty tee-short and shorts before slowly making her way over to that group, holding her head in pain. She tosses the pants at Fox, "I think those are yours."

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Re: About Last Night
« Reply #11 on: November 24, 2015, 12:33:32 am »
Agilene crosses her arms, feeling somewhat satisfied of the results. "That leaves two less bodies with broken bones." Suddenly, she notices a girl in tattered clothing walking up to the three. In her hand were a pair of pants. After she tosses them to Fox, Agilene grinned. "See? You even got your pants."

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« Reply #12 on: November 24, 2015, 12:23:18 pm »
"Awesome! Thanks!" Foxtrot shouts as he catches his jeans, putting them on as fast as possible. "Yes! One obstacle down! Ok, let's see what I still have..." He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out his wallet, opening it he finds a strange form of foreign currency. "Ah great, money I can't use. And my ID is gone... crap. Everything else seems to be in order..." Putting away his wallet he retrieves his cell phone and attempts to turn it on; unfortunately the battery is dead, the screen still blank. "Ugh, gotta charge it." After taking a deep breath he puts away his phone, "No worries, just gotta find a charger."
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« Reply #13 on: November 25, 2015, 03:55:43 am »
Metal pulled a charger out of his laptop bag, and offered it to Foxtrot. "This should work, but you still need a plug."
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« Reply #14 on: November 25, 2015, 04:17:18 pm »
Tinder listens to their conversation, rubbing her head to try to ease the headache. When she hears he needs somewhere to plug his phone in she speaks again, "There's a motel near by that lets me charge my phone in their lobby, I'm sure they wouldn't mind you charging your phone there."