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Post by Taylor on Dec 10, 2009 22:40:14 GMT -5
SITUATIONS ARE IRRELEVANT NOW , THE FRUSTRATION, IT'S A REGULAR THING ! Taylor was prepared to get smashed, he even brought a back up outfit. He wasn't celebrating, just feeling rather peachy. He pulled up in his lovely Eco-friendly hybrid hopping out. Even him in his ignorance is bliss state still cared for the environment. Now being vegan was something totally different and he still happily enjoyed a good sausage MC muffin. He slammed his car door hitting the locks before turning to face the bar. He did a small little dance as he made his way up to the door slowly pulling it open like it weighed a ton. A smile traced his lips as he inhaled once inside the door.
"Smells like regret"
He said walking to the counter taking a seat ordering his favorite drink, non other than Vodka. What could honestly knock you down quicker besides a fist to the face? The bartender grabbed a glass and poured. Once Tay had it in his hands he moved quick to drain it. He made a sour face and placed a hand on his chest looking down at the empty cup,
"You bastard"
He muttered as he turned to face the tables, now who planned to entertain him tonight? He needed someone or something to talk to. He couldn't be expected to simply sit here and amuse himself now could he? Though easily amused he still craved human companionship and animals just didn't make the cut. Yeah he still talked to his dogs every night and told them his fears and the downs of his day but they could shower the attention he so wanted. He lightly colored eyes continued to scan the place, a body was bound to jump out sooner or later but maybe another glass of Vodka would help clarify. I HATE THE ONES WHO LOVE TO HATE ,i hope you like this post of Not known yet , i put alot into it. this thread is tagged for the infamous invisible man , we're going to be having tons of fun in this thread babe. and if you must know it's unfinished . these kick ass lyrics are from escape the fate, and the banner? oh that's just from Moi at Cobble Hill Equines , leave it on babe. now get started on posting, I'm waiting.
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Post by Nice-Eazy-Me on Dec 16, 2009 13:49:03 GMT -5
  The heat of the day was cooling to a mere swelter, the reins were hot under his hand and the saddle squeaked and groaned against its own moist panels. His free hand cradled an empty, unlabeled bottle of beer from his cellar. Finn rolled the bottle against the back of his neck as Gunner sauntered across the parking lot, the bottle still comfortingly cool. Gunner's hooves, though moving slowly, churned the dusty gravel into a cloud that choked the air. Lather was forming on the edges of the saddle and bit, working into a sweaty foam. Gunner needed a break, and Finn needed some shade. A twisted old oak with low, sagging branches leaned near the pub. The keeper, familiar with the local lifestyle, left part of an old fence upright under the shade of the oak, and an old out-of-use bathtub next to a hose. Finn gently tugged the reins when they reached the fence, and swung his leg over the saddle. Filling the tub from the hose, he secured the winded stallion to the fencepost with a thick rope - him being a stallion and all. When the bottom of the bathtub had a few inches of water on it, Finn turned the squeaky dial left, shutting off the flow. Gunner took his fill, even before Finn could wind the hose back up, his bit rattling in his mouth. After giving the vibrant buckskin's neck a pat, he turned and walked past the row of expensive vehicles, their shining paint and glistening chrome out of place in the gravel lot of the Loose Shoe. The doors groaned in protest as they opened, the floorboards joined in the chorus as Finn walked. The bartender had a sleepy look in his eye, contrasted by upbeat popular music - the music never spoke to Finn, and the bartender generally had even less to say. Perched up on a stool, he nodded to the coffee pot. He was only one beer down, that of which the bottle he slid across the counter to the barkeep, but he had no inner sorrow to drown tonight. The barkeep filled a mug with the oily black brew, tossing in a double shot of Irish cream liqueur, as was Finn's custom. He swallowed half the cup, the glanced to his side to see who else was drinking from the toxic watering hole, nodding to a women nursing a dark and dirty, an oily shot glass still standing to the side. "Thats a lot of liquor for a lot less lady" Finn commented, referring to her height, "you must have a belly of solid iron." (don't mind me stepping in :-) That turned out a lot longer than I expected .. dont worry, they wont all be like that) |
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Post by Riley♠ on Dec 16, 2009 19:58:46 GMT -5
Riley placed her glass on the bar and turned to face the guy who had spoke. She grinned as her eyes swept over him."youd he surprised what i coild handle." She made the comment under her breath. She wiped her handboj her dusty jeans and smiled"oh by the way im riley." She took the second to study the guy before her.
Ooc sorry i wrote this on my phone so its short
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Post by Nice-Eazy-Me on Dec 16, 2009 20:59:59 GMT -5
"charmed",
he stated simply, his voice the low thick rumble of milk and gravel. He drained the rest of the coffee in a single swallow, and set the mug down just a touch too hard on the bar. groaning softly under his breath, he placed his elbows on the bar and his face in his hands, vigerously rubbing his face as he contemplated the name.
"Riley",
he mutter, then lifted his head and raised his voice to a regular tone again,
"one in the same, I presume, to Riley Carlson. You've made a splash around here, you know it, buying up that old farm."
He paused, then grinned to himself,
"nobody makes a splash around here without me knowing it, I'll tell you."
Finn paused, fixing eye contact with her, then chuckling as he said,
"well, nobody does much around here without everyone knowing it. Now thats a fact."
Finn spun around on his barstood, and leaned his back against the edge on the bar, resting his elbows ontop.
"What're you planning on doing with that farm, anyhow?"
(not to worry, short posts make for interesting RPGs.. things actually start happening, instead of just a whole lot of talk, lol)
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Post by Taylor on Dec 17, 2009 5:02:31 GMT -5
SITUATIONS ARE IRRELEVANT NOW ,THE FRUSTRATION, IT'S A REGULAR THING ! He glanced at the couple that had began talking, a grin on his face when he noted the girls choice of liquor. Nothing better than a drinker, well to him. Taylor ordered another shot of Vodka then turned to face the man and woman,
"Oh, well hello. I'm Taylor, not that you asked but I figured I'd go ahead and jump the gun"
he said with his drink in hand. He hadn't really met many people since moving here, she actually hadn't done much of anything. Some folk were friendly and the others just aloof. He wasn't the one for tension but he tried his best to cut it......not that this was a tense situation. He threw back the majority of the drink, his goal was getting drunk. Not just pissy drunk but the flat on your ass kinda drunk. It was an amusing thought, but he refocused on the people in front of him. I HATE THE ONES WHO LOVE TO HATE ,i hope you like this post of odd number of words , i put alot into it. this thread is tagged for the infamous invisible man , we're going to be having tons of fun in this thread babe. and if you must know it's finished I guess . these kick ass lyrics are from escape the fate, and the banner? oh that's just from Moi at Cobble Hill Equines , leave it on babe. now get started on posting, I'm waiting.
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Post by Riley♠ on Dec 19, 2009 11:02:10 GMT -5
Riley turned to other sititng on the bar stool next to her. She'd almost forgotten about him. She smiled warmly. "Nice to meet you I'm riley. This is..." she stopped midsentence realizing the other hadn't given his name. She shrugged and just shook it off. She glanced at the drink in his hand. He seemed to be enjoying himself. She turned and grabbed her drink from the bar.
Her face redened as he mentioned her name and how he'd heard she'd purchased the farm. She'd planned on making a quiet move into town but it seems her plans had been foiled. "Yeah that'd be me. Glad to know everyone kind of keeps tabs on the new girl." She grinned and shook her head. "I'm not quite sure what i'm going to do yet. I might just offer a little bit of boarding or something." she ran a hand through her brunette hair. It'd been a short couple of weeks since she'd moved to the area from her hometown of Savannah, Georgia. She'd been raised on a farm there and after a turn of events she decided it might be time for her to start her own in another town where no one knew her. She ignored the feelings boiling up inside her and turned to address both guys.
"So are you guys both from around here?" he figured the drinking the coffee was he seemed like her knew the town inside and out the other though she wasn't sure about.
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Post by Nice-Eazy-Me on Dec 23, 2009 0:14:46 GMT -5
Finn watched as the man to his side, introduced as Taylor, drained the majority of his drink. Finn was still easily within his twenties, but his tolerance for getting room-spinning, blacked-out, falling-off-your-feet drunk had waned to nearly non-existant. This, however, seemed to be the goal of his new aquantaince. The sugar in Finn's coffee had settled to the bottom, making the last swallow sickiningly sweet. Sugar tolerance, another thing that dissapeared a few years ago. Finn shifted on his stool, facing them both. " Pleasure to meet you both. I'm Finn, and i'm certainly from around here. I take it you arnt? " (sorry I havent posted earlier, or posted much. My internent connection has been bad the past couple days, and im busy with christmas  ) |
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