Post by maxi on Mar 26, 2010 0:07:38 GMT -5
it comes down to this; your kiss, your fist.
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[/JUSTIFY][/size]What is it about people? They think, coming to the club, they have to dress in short skirts and sparkly clothes. Their hair has to be big, their makeup dark, and their libidos high. People usually only go for two reasons. They say it's to dance, but everybody knows you go to the club to A) get drunk or B) get laid. Dancing is just a pre- or post-requisite to both options.
It's a damn good thing Maxi isn't really one to do the... common thing. Voyeur wasn't a place she went to if she wanted to get drunk or laid. She could pretty much go to any bar and get drunk, and if she wanted to be getting boned, why would she be at Voyeur? If that were the case, she surely wouldn't be out of bed... or the floor... or the shower. To make the list shorter, she just wouldn't be there.
The queue to get in was ridiculous. Thank goodness Maxi was closer to the front of it. She had her arms crossed, not only to keep her core warm, but to keep her from reaching out and slapping some of the girls. Why did they all feel the need to make themselves objects? It seemed as if they were proud to be trophies. Even in the night, their fake tans were obvious. Their bleached teeth sparkled a bit too much whenever high beams hit them. The glitter on their eyelids reminded Maxi of an elementary project gone bad. Honestly, it wouldn't surprise her if one of them had "Made in China" tattoed on the back of their neck.
She shook her head, taking the time to admire the different colors of her hair as it rested over her shoulder. For Maxi, her nice little side-sitting ponytail was good enough. She'd taken the time to straighten her unruly, curly hair. If straight (mind you, she'd always have a touch of curl) wasn't good enough... fuck 'em. Not literally, of course. No one Maxi could see as the line moved forward seemed worth her time. Why couldn't people find appeal in more relaxed images? Why did the men have to gel their hair, the women tangle their hair with hairspray, and everyone assault her nostrils with their overuse of perfumes and colognes? Deodorant was nice, in fact it was great... unless she choked on the fume within a foot of a person.
So why would Maxi come to a place like this? As she walked into the building and made her way to the lower level, she finally remembered. There was a nice little place called the ruby lounge. Everything glowed a soft red hue, and the place seemed a bit more chill. The small stage caught her attention right off the bat. The mic was unoccupied, but for some reason Maxi didn't want to go claim it just yet. She'd wait until other people got into karaoke before she went up there and took control.
She took a seat at a table behind a wall of glass, able to see the stage but still separated from the crowd that would surely hover around it soon. Her legs crossed, and she took the time alone to look for any familiar faces in the crowd that was slowly pouring in. She would get a drink later, probably once somebody went to the mic and started wailing out of key. Lord knows she'd need a drink to tolerate that one.
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[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/JUSTIFY]'SUP WHOEVER WANTS TO REPLY. MAXINE HERE IS WEARING THIS SEXY OUTFIT. THIS POST IS 584 WORDS LONG AND I'M LISTENING TO BEST I EVER HAD BY DRAKE. CREDIT FOR THIS AWESOMESAUCE TEMPLATE GOES TO NIKKI SYX ?! OF CAUTION2.0. OH AND I JUST HAVE THIS TO SAY: ANYONE CAN JOIN. MORE THAN ONE, IF THEY WANT. JUST, PLEASE, PM ME OR REPLY TO MAXI'S PLOT PAGE SO WE CAN PLAN THE THREAD OUT BEFORE YOU DO POST.
take in the extent of my skin