"Alright, Mila. All is forgotten. Say... Which- ahem- team do you play for?" Lydia gave a suggestive eyebrow wiggle, effectively hiding the nervous blush to her face.
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OOC: Alright, Objects of Lydia's affection, I'm going to bed for the night.
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ADDENDUM: Lydia's asking whether or not Mila's a lesbian.
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The Doctor nodded, and promptly fell asleep where he stood. OOC: I'm hittin' the hay for the night. And so is the Doctor.
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OOC: Whoa! WHOOOAAA! Screw it! I'm gonna fight for the right to dat *ss! IC: Lydia huffed, narrowing her eyes. Her mouth stretched into an evil grin, as she fingered the flute in her left hand. "That so?"
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Lydia leaned in so that their noses were touching, stared into Mila's eyes for a moment, and launched into a sudden and violent kiss. With tongue. Sooooooo much tongue.
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Lydia wiped some saliva from the corner of her mouth, and teleported to Mila's other side. "Worth whatever you're about to do. You taste like oranges."
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"You feel no affection for me, but you're sure as hell gonna feel it from me. And... I was sort of hoping that I might change your mind." Lydia blushed bright red. why, she thought to herself, am I acting like this? It's hardly been a week since I broke things off with Jess...
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"Hey! I'm John Peterson." Johnathan offered his hand, grinning madly.
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"People call me nice. And then they call me freak. I don't like compliments, hun." Lydia stood, stretching, and once again teleported to Mila's other side. "Well, I've got to go get togther a setlist for Enzo's party. If you'd like to go, you can be my Plus One. Party's at seven thirty, and it won't be easy to miss." With that, Lydia warped up to her dorm, tuned her guitar, and began to write down a list of songs. -----OOC: G'night.
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Will stared irritably up at Sarah, twirling his Police Baton. "You know that knife I threw at the tree? Stuck right by your head? I was giving you that."
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John looked back down at his phone, where a dorm listing was displayed. "Is it always completely capitalised?"
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Lydia, having prepared all of her music, teleported back to the cafeteria. She loudly approached Enzo, and hit him with a flute. "Oi! Let her go! I just wanted to tell you that I'll be preforming at your party tonight-- Whether you like it or not."
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"You alright, Abby? Sorry about him. Didn't know he still had that old grudge 'bout me." Lydia gave an awkward smile, and offered a sugar cookie.
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John nodded, removed the fedora from his head, and pulled a cookie from his bag.
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Lydia nodded, taking the cookie for herself. "Listen," she said, scribbling something down on a piece of paper, "here's my number. If Enzo messes with you again, call me. I'll kick his *ss for you."
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Will grinned back up at her, and continued through the forest, occasionally checking the map he held. "There is no possible way this forest could be this huge... Has to be somewhere I can get out."
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"... Well shit."
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Lydia's eyes widened and she coughed. "Oh wow! You're... Ha... You're still frozen. Let me fix that..." Lydia pulled an old Grimoire from her back pocket. She muttered some words in Ancient Sumerian, violently closed her fingers into a fist, and Abby unfroze.
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Will jerked his head back, smacking Jeff with the Baton. "Don't make me take out my Nokia. That thing can break a Hummer."