Role-Playing Club [5:00PM FHT]

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

"Hey everyone, sorry for the lack of club for a few weeks. Today? We're going to be rping over AIM. It's pretty much the same as the real person last time, only you have to give the person you're playing with some narrative since they can't actually see you. The hat's right here, I uh, kinda went nuts with the sci fi shows, but there's plenty of others as well.

Oh, foods in the back and stuff. You can use your regular aim handle or create one just for your character for today."

[ooc: Same rules as last time. Sorry for the lateness.]

Comments

Re: Role Play!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

CapnTagg3rt: I'm sure I can fulfill more than just one purpose for you, then. *He downs his drink and signals the barkeep for her third and his second*

Re: Role Play!

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

bitterwoman: *giggles* Oh, I am sure you can. You can provide me hours of entertainment. *starts singing and leans towards him* Peter Peter pumpkin eater...*more giggling and takes her third scotch in her hand* Toast to me?

Re: Role Play!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

CapnTagg3rt: Toast to the lady! May your whip always strike true and your feet find solid ground. *He raises the glass to clink against hers, leaning in*

Re: Role Play!

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

bitterwoman: *clink clink! Down the hatch it went* My feet will always find solid ground, Capn Pete. And my whip will so whip your ass.

Hee. Hee. Annette might be having too much fun being someone else. She wondered what student this was.

Re: Role Play!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

CapnTagg3rt: *Matches her drink, nods for another round* Bring it on. I live for danger.

John really hopes this isn't BRoots.

Re: Role Play!

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

bitterwoman: Danger is my middle name little boy. Bow to my greatness. *takes drink and swallows it down*

Re: Role Play!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

CapnTagg3rt: Lady, I could bow to you all night long. *drains drink, signals for another.*

Re: Role Play!

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

bitterwoman: *might be swaying on her stool a little by now* It's because of my heels, isn't it? *takes her pointy-toed heel and plants it between his legs, on the edge of his stool*

Re: Role Play!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

CapnTagg3rt: I do love a woman in stilettos. *He caresses the boot* And tall boots. *He works his hands a bit farther up*

Re: Role Play!

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

bitterwoman: *glowers* Are you stroking my boot Capn Pete? "downs her drink* these were exp'sive boots.

Re: Role Play!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

CapnTagg3rt: *flashes winsome smile* I bet they are. Well polished. *sexy manpose* I could use a woman like you on my ship.

Re: Role Play!

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

bitterwoman: *might notice sexy manpose* You'd have to offer me something pretty great, to get me on it. Then I'd have to be Capn, Capn. I don't do favors. I'm bitter.

Re: Role Play!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

CapnTagg3rt: *more sexy manpose* Bitter things are my favorite. And I can offer a lot. It's a big ship. Private quarters, stocked kitchen, me. *he admires her boots. and whip.*

Re: Role Play!

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

bitterwoman: These are my boots. I don't ever want to see you wearing them. And I'm very bitter. Get the hell away from me. *leans forward*

Re: Role Play!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

CapnTagg3rt: How 'bout we turn that bitter into bittersweet? *He leans forward, hands still on her boot*

Re: Role Play!

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Bitterwoman: Bittersweet could work. If it's the good kind but still leaves me bitter in the end, because that is a must. *eyes his hands on her boot* Like it do you?

Re: Role Play!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

CapnTagg3rt: I'll make it bitter, then sweet, and bitter again just for you. Like chocolate. *Moves his hands to her knee* I do. Do you?

Re: Role Play!

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Bitterwoman: Sounds tempting, I must admit Peter Capn. *looked down at his hands* I do. I bought them you know and my taste in these sorts of things is excellent.

Re: Role Play!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

CapnTagg3rt: Should we adjourn to my Captain's Suite, then? *He moves his hands, one exploring the lower thigh, the other caressing her calf* I can see you have excellent taste. THe fit, the materials...you certainly know your stuff.

Re: Role Play!

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Bitterwoman: *haughty glare* Of course I know my stuff. Show me the way Capn, and bring a bottle of scotch.

Re: Role Play!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

CapnTagg3rt: WIth pleasure, m'dear. *To barkeep* Barkeep! Two bottles of Scotch. Top shelf. *He extends his arm to her* SHall we?

Re: Role Play!

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Bitterwoman: *takes his arm* hope I don't have to walk far. If I have to walk far I'm totally not going.

Re: Role Play!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

CapnTagg3rt: Nope. In fact, we'll be there in just a sec. Fred? Digitize us. To the Cap'n's Quarters! *there's a shimmer, and then they're both in Captain Taggert's private quarters. The hot tub automatically turns on and there's quiet music to match the quiet lighting.*

Re: Role Play!

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Bitterwoman: *surprised* Do this with many bitterwomen, Capn Pete?

Re: Role Play!

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

CapnTagg3rt: I haven't known there were other Bitterwomen. This is all for you. *He presses a button and a bar springs up out of the floor. He opens a bottle of scotch and pours them each a glass*