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Lewis Seewyze, Chancellor of the Socialist Confederation of Ontarium, eyed the beer in his hand pensively.

He took a sip.

A sip became a gulp.

A gulp became a routine of 'Knock it back and crush the can against your forehead' with a six-pack. And there was alot of them lying around...

30 MINUTES LATER

Chancellor Seewyze stood atop a table, wearing a blood red loin cloth and cape (no one was quite sure where he had gotten them), with hair (that may have once belonged to one of the party-goers) glued to his face in the semblance of a beard.

"SPARTAAA!" He cried, pointing towards a random party-goer.

He proceeded to tackle and maul said person with surprising speed and ferocity for a drunk.

getting jumped on by a drunk after telling the girls off just made David more pissed off

"fuck off"said David sending the man flying across the room with one powerful throw

A series of backflips and a few assorted Hong-Kong-Flick stereotype whoops later, the Chancellor had landed in a cat-like stance... and was suddenly garbed head-to-toe in ninja attire (no, you don't want to know).

With a deranged gleam in his eyes, the man got into a battle-stance...

...And recieved a vicious fist to the back of his head, courtesy one of the advisors that had come with him.

A moment of silence passed, before Seewyze got back onto his feet, once again clothed in his officer's uniform. (Again, you don't want to know)

"...I did it again, didn't I?" he asked sheepishly, apparently sober.

"Yeah, you did." his aide shot back, a disapproving expression etched unto his features.

(OOC- Forgive me for being crackish, but I thought this was a random-partyish rp. <<)

...what the fuck...

SNip

"seeing it 100 miles per hour i sent him it's mazing he got up"said David to himself in a low voice still giving the girls a evil look

"seeing it 100 miles per hour i sent him it's mazing he got up"said David to himself in a low voice still giving the girls a evil look

(Never underestimate the power of a drunk politician. =P)

"So... how do you do it?" the aide asked, a puzzled expression on his face

"Do what?" Lewis replied

"That whole insta-costume-change thing?" the younger man clarified.

"You do not want to know." The chancellor replied flatly

"Huh?"

"You. do. NOT. want to know." he repeated, a murderous gleam suddenly appearing in his eyes.

The aide brought up his hands in a defensive gesture, showing he really didn't want to know.

And so, the secret to the Ontarii Chancellor's quick change abilities, remained just that-

A secret.

(Never underestimate the power of a drunk politician. =P)

OOC mazing what drunks don't feel like getting hit by a car going at 65
IC

a young woman in gray Air Force formal uniform who was the pilot of the plane at the airport walks in and over to David who was at the bar

"you want me for something sir"she asked David

"yes i want to take you to a room up stairs,take your gear off and vith your brains out"said David to her

"but sir way not your mates the majors who are right here with you"she asked

"those two have done something to upset me and i'am not talking to them or having sex with them right now and i'am in the mood for sex and you happen to be my pick right now"said David back to her

"ok sir if you want to have fun why not,it has been some time that i had it"she said back to him

"right Thor keep your eye's on them"said David to his wolf as he take's the womans hand into his and leads her up stairs and leaving his wolf to watch Tasha and Cindy

"lucky her getting all that for herself ,if it was not for what we did that be us"said Tasha watching the two go from where they sit

"we so made fools of ourselfs and dishonored him tonight"said Cindy as she put on one of the jackets that David did bring back for them so that they would not get cold

From the bottom of the stairs she shouts, "That's exactly why I didn't go with you!" after she sees the beginning of their one-night stand.

OOC: Just a little tip. Most girls in real life that have potential are not that easy.

OOC: I know that. But here, they are. :D

IC: Valentin looked up at her and didn't say anything. She seemed like a good person and he kind of understood how she felt, but he finally decided that he could fix things later if they needed to be.

four hour past and David walks back with his arm wrap around the womans waist helping her walk as she had look of Exhaustion and happiness on her face and her clothes were a mess from the fun she had

"Sure!" She replied, following Valentin.

Valentin brought her over to a table and took out a small flask of Vodka from his pocket. "You can have the rest of this if you want, I've had my fill of it for the night." he said sliding the metal container over to her. "Are you hungry?"

Valentin brought her over to a table and took out a small flask of Vodka from his pocket. "You can have the rest of this if you want, I've had my fill of it for the night." he said sliding the metal container over to her. "Are you hungry?"

Her eyes went wide at the sight of the booze, which she graciously accepted. "Yes, I'm deffinately starving." Then, unscrewing the cap, she took several long gulps from the bottle and set it back on the table.

Her eyes went wide at the sight of the booze, which she graciously accepted. "Yes, I'm deffinately starving." Then, unscrewing the cap, she took several long gulps from the bottle and set it back on the table.

Looking over at the fridge, Valentin got up and opened it. He grabbed a beer and some cold cuts and went back to the table. "This is all he has, but it'll do." he said as he grabbed some corned beef off of the plate and ate it. "So how old are you, if you don't mind me asking."

David sits the girla next to the other two then pulls out a Harmonica and start to play all along the watchtower and sing it like a pro

"There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief,There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."

David plays the Harmonica then goes on

"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke,But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."

David goes on till he finished the song

Violina didn't really have to worry about her reputation in front of Josefa and Alejandra, as they were both intently watching the drunk Chancellor of Ontarium maul an unlucky party guest. He was then thrown across the room, and quick-changed into a ninja suit.

"Wow..." Josefa remarked. Alejandra looked on like a kid in a candy store, apparently wanting to see a ninja fight. When it became clear to her that no such thing was to happen, she pouted like a little kid in a candy store who had just been told by her mother, "No, you may not have that tube of pure sugar."

"Awww...Josefa, that ninja wasn't going to fight that guy! I want to see a ninja fight!" Alejandra said.

"Go rent a ninja movie, then," Josefa replied.

"But I have three overdue movies already! They won't rent me any more until I return them! And I still can't find that hardcore porn movie I let you borrow!" Alejandra said.

Around when she said that, another military guy approached. "Hello, ladies," he said.

'Oooh...he caught the wrong end of that conversation. I hope he didn't hear that,' Josefa thought.

"Hi..." she began, "sorry, what's your name?"

"hey get your drunken hand off me"said Tasha to a drunk male try to feel up her toga
"you heard her"said David

"*hic* fuck off"said the man putting his hand back on Tasha's leg

David walks over to the man and pull him away

"hey i said fuck off"said the man pulling out a knife and stabbing it into David's chest

"not smart"said David sending the man flying across the room into a table on the other side

"hey man that our friend you just thrown then"said two man walking up to David

Looking over at the fridge, Valentin got up and opened it. He grabbed a beer and some cold cuts and went back to the table. "This is all he has, but it'll do." he said as he grabbed some corned beef off of the plate and ate it. "So how old are you, if you don't mind me asking."

"I'm eight-teen, and I don't mind at all."


(OOC: That was not planned for any alterior-motive which I might have had, I really intended for her to be eight-teen....)

David turns to the other Man
"well"said David waiting for their move
"we'll make you pay for that"said one of them as both pull out knifes
"a knife fight oh fun"said David pulling out a black and red bladed 14-inch combat knife from it sheath

the young woman turn to Tasha and Cindy
"ma-am he not wearing his Dragon Skin Body Armor unber his shirt as i did not see when we went and had sex together" she say to them
"shit and he was stabbed in the chest"said Tasha now spotting a red stain forming where the wound was

"I'm eight-teen, and I don't mind at all."


(OOC: That was not planned for any alterior-motive which I might have had, I really intended for her to be eight-teen....)

"I'm 24," he said, taking another bite of the food. "So, what do you feel like doing now? I'm open for anything."

Pulling up in front of the club were two cars now, somewhat later than the rest. They were iconically different-the first was a turquoise Lamborghini Murcielago, sleek, polished, shiny, exotic. The second car to pull up was a black Cadillac Escalade with the liscene plate "Da Floor"-powerful, modern, domestic, hard-core. Similarily, the people inside each car were also quite different.

From the Murcielago came a girl who was probaly no more than twenty-alone. Standing about 5'6", she had medium-brown and medium-length hair tied back, and akin to the "Toga Party", she was wearing what seemed closer to a sheet than a Toga, and was quite revealing. She was no doubt attractive to the majority of men out there-only the ones ill-affected by PCP would find her ugly. And she was better than what came out of the other car, the Escalade. How the car was able to hold ten people was a mystery, but from the power SUV piled out eight black and two white men, all in their early to mid twenties. They were powerful, the athletic type-football players or basketball jocks, no doubt.

"WYCLEF on HAND, BITCHES!" yelled the lead man of the ten-man crew as they walked in, bypassing the girl from the Murcielago into the club. "REPORT TO DA FLOOAH!"

The girl from the Lamborghini slipped in just after them...clearly, the tone of the party was in the mood to change up a bit.

A man, clearly a Soviet by the look of his clothes, which were nothing like a greek peasant's toga, but rather old-fashioned roman-style senatorial toga. entered the room, unaccompanied.

He surveyed the room, until he felt comfortable with his sorroundings, and then sat down.

Violina, wanting to avoid going upstairs again, where she knew she would find them, decided to stay downstairs. She ventured into a hallway. It looked dark and mysterious, for it was wider than most hallways and had many, many pictures and paintings, the pictures being black and white, and the paintings being dark colored, with the exception of one very brightly colored tribal painting. Although it did not appeal to her at first, she decided its darkness would hide her. When she heard footsteps in the distance, she moved back more into the hall and, leaning back on the only portion of the wall that was not filled up with art and photos, a dusty little corner, filed her nails. This was a nervous habit she had, and there was no controlling it now, she thought to herself.

Tipsy McStaggers, Director of College Frat Parties and General Drunken Behavior, Federation Beer Pong Champion, Pastafarian Minister, and Streaker Emeritus, First Class, throws open the door, dressed in a flaming orange toga that exposed most of his chest and went down to his knees. His Streaker Emeritus, First Class badge was pinned to the toga, and his Federation Beer Pong crown was placed firmly on his head.

"TOGATOGATOGATOGATOGATOGATOGATOGA!!!!" He yelled as he raced into the house, already double fisting two bottles of premium Federation Malt Whiskey, 80 proof. Two aides lugging coolers and a table followed behind him, struggling to keep up.

"Way to go and start the party without me, you whore-ish alcoholics!" He shouted, knocking over a table as he continued staggering into the house.

Hearing shouting coming from the door, and not knowing who it was coming from, Violina immediately rushed into the nearest room in the hallway. She did not want to be seen by what she presumed was a drunk partygoer, whoever he was. She could tell it was a man by the depth of his voice and the power of it too. The room she walked into was a very, very dark room, the darkest she had ever seen. Although there was light in the room from a lone candle in a glass bottle, which appeared to look like a brown beer bottle with the label half ripped off, and an automatic light which turned on right when the door was opened, it was still a very, very dark room. Black paint adorned the walls, and creepy tribal paintings covered them. As she leaned back on the wall, she looked at herself. Her black hair blended in with the paint. Then, suddenly, a wind blew over the candle. That was strange, because she had closed the door behind her when coming into the room, and, aside from a closed, strangely marked window, there was no ventilation whatsoever. I should have chosen a different room, she thought to herself. To her surprise, she then heard a creak. And then a loud bang. For the wall she had been leaning on had fallen and flipped back, sending her into a totally different room.
She let out a piercing scream. It was another black room, filled with not paintings, but shelves. Shelves stocked with what appeared to be potions, all scattered, all in different colors and forms. She screamed another, ear-piercing scream, for there was no door in this room. She pounded against the wall she had accidentally come in through, and threw herself against it. Nothing. I'm trapped, she thought to herself, frightened and shocked.

Arkadi decided that the "train" the rest of the Posse was doing wasn't to his liking and decided to leave. He walked down the stairs and saw Valentin with an attractive woman eating. He passed them and stopped. "Where the hell is the bathroom..." he said to himself. He started walking around and found his way into a basement and sure enough, the bathroom was there.

Once he left the bathroom, he stepped out in the hall and started for the stairs when he heard a scream. He stood there for a moment, taking it in. It didn't sound like a scream of pleasure or joy, but one of terror. As he stood there, the silence was broken by another one. "What the hell?" he said as he went down the hall to a dead end where he heard the scream come from. "Hello?" he shouted. "Is anyone here?"

after dealing with the two man with the knifes, David hearing screaming pulls out his hand gun and goes to the area he heard it caming from

"WHOS THERE AND WHATS GOING ON"he asked in a loud voice

Alejandra and Josefa turned towards the scream. They watched as some guy who had just got stabbed and magically survived pulled out a handgun and walked down the hall with it.

"What the fuck?" Alejandra asked, "Who carries a gun and a sword up into a party like that?"

"...you?" Josefa replied.

"I don't carry any sword! Do you see any fucking sword on me, Ho Phạm?" Alejandra said.

"Hồ is my uncle," Josefa said, "And I think I'll have to pat you down to know you don't have a sword."

"You can pat me down in private," Alejandra replied, casually swinging her arm over Josefa's shoulder. A chill ran down the President's spine, despite the fact she knew Alejandra was (mostly) straight. She could dream, yeah?

"That guy is still here, you know?" Josefa said.

"So what? He already knows about what kind of movies you borrow," Alejandra said.

"You borrowed it before I did," Josefa retorted.

"Touché," Alejandra said, "Now, let's go make sure that girl is okay."

"Okay," Josefa said. She turned back to the guy, "See you, bro. Talk to you later?"

The two of them walked down the hall towards the scream. What the hell could it be?

OOC it's a knife

IC

the lighting in the hallway was not good so David change his eyesight to night
mm where could you be thinks David slowly moving down the hall

'Well, at least I'm not going to make an ass of myself up here...' Lewis thought, sitting in the dusty old room up a floor.

He'd decided to make the move out of plain sight after he nearly unleashed his drunken ninja-arts upon another guest, something that'd no doubt be in the tabloids the next day ('Seewyze does it again!' c'mon! it'd only happened twice before!).

His contemplation was interrupted by someone pounding on the opposite side of the wall he was leaning on, screaming bloody murder.

Now fully sober, the Chancellor did the sensible thing... and knocked back, letting the person on the other side know that someone had heard her cries.

"Are you hurt? what's wrong?" He asked, loud enough to (he'd hoped) be heard through the wall and trying to keep his cool to resolve the situation.

"I'm 24," he said, taking another bite of the food. "So, what do you feel like doing now? I'm open for anything."

"Um," She thought for a second. "I don't know. Where are you from? I don't recall my Father mentioning you in the guest dossier that the Fuhrer gave us."

"Um," She thought for a second. "I don't know. Where are you from? I don't recall my Father mentioning you in the guest dossier that the Fuhrer gave us."

"Well," Valentin said. "My organization doesn't exaclty have a home. We are currently residing in various places across the world, but that will hopefully change soon." he looked over at the hallway and back to her.

"Well," Valentin said. "My organization doesn't exaclty have a home. We are currently residing in various places across the world, but that will hopefully change soon." he looked over at the hallway and back to her.

She squealed sensually, "Oooo, so mysterious aren't we?" She looked around the crowd and across the various stairwells and rooms in the building. "Is there anywhere that you and I might, you know, be alone?" Then with a wicked grin she replied whispering, "I wanna tell you a secret."

She squealed sensually, "Oooo, so mysterious aren't we?" She looked around the crowd and across the various stairwells and rooms in the building. "Is there anywhere that you and I might, you know, be alone?" Then with a wicked grin she replied whispering, "I wanna tell you a secret."

Valentin smiled. It was about time he got his break. "Follow me, my dear." he said as he took her hand and led her up the stairs and hall to a room just past the line of Posse members in queue out the door. He opened it up and seeing no one inside led her in. "Is this good?" he asked.

Valentin smiled. It was about time he got his break. "Follow me, my dear." he said as he took her hand and led her up the stairs and hall to a room just past the line of Posse members in queue out the door. He opened it up and seeing no one inside led her in. "Is this good?" he asked.


She smiled, and cooed, "Perfect."

She smiled, and cooed, "Perfect."

"So what was your secret, Anabelle?" he asked inquisitively as he moved over towards a chair and sat down.

"So what was your secret, Anabelle?" he asked inquisitively as he moved over towards a chair and sat down.

"My secret," Anabelle walked up and sat in Valentin's lap, wrapping her legs around his waist. "I'm a very bad girl." She pulled him in tightly and kissed him deeply.

Valentin picked her up and set her on the bed in the room. He kissed her again, then hiked up the already incredibly short skirt. "You're in for it," he said as he began removing his toga.

The scene faded to black...

Valentin picked her up and set her on the bed in the room. He kissed her again, then hiked up the already incredibly short skirt. "You're in for it," he said as he began removing his toga.

The scene faded to black...

Twenty minutes later

SS-Obergruppenfurher Dieter Ricthoff had spent the while he was at this party discussing issues of varying importance with foreign dignitaries and also shooting the breeze with other fun and interesting characters. All in all, thus far the night had been quite enjoyable. He noticed, however, that he had not seen Anabelle in a rather long while. He assumed she had found some others of her own age and was enjoying herself immensely. He had no idea how right he was.

He walked up the flight of stairs and went down a hallway, searching for a bathroom in which he could relieve himself. As he walked down the hallway, he heard peculiar noises immenating from one of the rooms, soft moans and occasional louder wails.

"Mein gott," He whispered. Someone was being attacked in the room! He attempted to open the door, grabbing the handle and shaking it, but to no avail, it was locked. Thinking for a moment as the wails grew louder and more primal, he lifted his jackboot and slammed it in, causing the wooden doors to splinter and swing wide. Inside, to his unbelieving shock, he witnessed his daughter nude on the bed, with a strange man who he had never seen before on his knees behind her.

"Mein gott.." He whispered.

"Daddy!" She gasped, grabbing the bedsheets. "What are you doing?" Dieter looked the nude man in the eyes and drew his twelve inch K-bar combat blade.

"You lebensunwertes leben!" He yelled and lurched at Valentin.

"what now "said David heading towards where he hear a man yell gun still in hand
"oh i see"said David when he showed up and seeing what was going on

Valentin went pale. "Um," he said, reaching for his toga. "It's not what it looks like?" He looked at Anabelle, hoping she could do something to stop the impending brawl. Slipping his hand underneath his toga, he fumbled around for something in the pocket.

Come on! He thought to himself. Where is it?

Valentin went pale. "Um," he said, reaching for his toga. "It's not what it looks like?" He looked at Anabelle, hoping she could do something to stop the impending brawl. Slipping his hand underneath his toga, he fumbled around for something in the pocket.

Come on! He thought to himself. Where is it?

All the while Dieter came closer, brandishing high his large combat blade...

Valentin went pale. "Um," he said, reaching for his toga. "It's not what it looks like?" He looked at Anabelle, hoping she could do something to stop the impending brawl. Slipping his hand underneath his toga, he fumbled around for something in the pocket.

Come on! He thought to himself. Where is it?

All the while Dieter came closer, brandishing high his large combat blade...

seeing what going to happen David moves at a speed placing himself in the middle pointing his gun that both

"now i don't want to cap you but i would right now seeing i've been stab and dishonoured tonight "he said to both

All the while Dieter came closer, brandishing high his large combat blade...

Grabbing an 8-inch Butterfly Knife and flung the blade into an open position. Realizing he was still naked, he dove over to a chair and grabbed a towel, flinging it on around his waist and moving into an offensive position of Systema with his knife pointing at the General. "I really don't want to fight you, sir!" he shouted, tightening the towel around him. Looking at the man in hall with a gun he stopped for a moment. "Shut the hell up!" he yelled. "Find your own god damned fight!"

seeing what going to happen David moves at a speed placing himself in the middle pointing his gun that both

"now i don't want to cap you but i would right now seeing i've been stab and dishonoured tonight "he said to both

Seeing the gun the SS Officer didn't even hesitate to react, he instantly drew his luger and fired a shot at the man in the time it takes for one to blink an eye. Simeltaneously he signaled with his eyes for Valentin to make a move and engage the crazed, drunken man pointing a gun in his general direction.

Seeing the gun the SS Officer didn't even hesitate to react, he instantly drew his luger and fired a shot at the man in the time it takes for one to blink an eye. Simeltaneously he signaled with his eyes for Valentin to make a move and engage the crazed, drunken man pointing a gun in his general direction.

Valentin saw the General's look and lunged into the hall at the man, knife raised. The Posse, now finished with their escorts, noticed the commotion and began to wonder what was up.

Seeing the gun the SS Officer didn't even hesitate to react, he instantly drew his luger and fired a shot at the man in the time it takes for one to blink an eye. Simeltaneously he signaled with his eyes for Valentin to make a move and engage the crazed, drunken man pointing a gun in his general direction.

Valentin saw the General's look and lunged into the hall at the man, knife raised. The Posse, now finished with their escorts, noticed the commotion and began to wonder what was up.

David was not drunk and moving fast then a normal human had moved before the gun was fire to behind the Officer hitting him hard at the back of the head before moving to kick out Valentin legs from out under him in a blink of a eye

David was not drunk and moving fast then a normal human had moved before the gun was fire to behind the Officer hitting him hard at the back of the head before moving to kick out Valentin legs from out under him in a blink of a eye

OOC: I'm sorry bud but thats a god mod. Your guy is not going to be able to move that quickly BEHIND my guy, in the time it'd take my Officer to draw his luger and fire. Not to mention Candistan's character running up to get your dude with his knife.

OOC: I'm sorry bud but thats a god mod. Your guy is not going to be able to move that quickly BEHIND my guy, in the time it'd take my Officer to draw his luger and fire. Not to mention Candistan's character running up to get your dude with his knife.

OOC no read this
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=534086

OOC no read this
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=534086

OOC: Isn't that FT.....?

OOC: Isn't that FT.....?

OOC FT nation just helping me and Carlos fell in love with someone from FT
the whole Idea best on the game Far Cry set in MT time