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( Site Plot ) Let's get it PARTY in here party people and disgruntled guests
Shiloh's party is just about to hit full swing - it's got through the awkward beginning stage and people are beginning to get rowdy and annoying, pushing and shoving each other a little, making out with someone's girlfriend in the corners, stealing all the good crisps... here's a couple of quick 'rules' about how this thread will work:
001. Stick to posting order, but if someone doesn't post for a week, we'll skip their turn to keep things moving. 002. People can jump in or out of the thread as they like, just please let the next person know or post a short 'skipping this turn' in here so we know. 003. No word count, post as much or as little as you like. 004. Feel free to get a bit rowdy and above the line, things are going to go out of control a little. 005. Nobody will be suspended for this, though Shi will be in some trouble. Oh well. 006.The troublemakers thread will run alongside this one, said troublemakers will dip in here to go into Shi's room then disappear. Once things hit the conclusion, Shiloh will then leave this thread to intrude on the other to scream and stamp her little feet, and anyone else who would like to witness the carnage can also do the same and follow her out. 007.BAMBI APOLLONIA PELNER - ever so loyal - will be the one to alert Shiloh to the doughnuts currently being completed in the car park with her soft top Audi.
Shiloh smirked as someone handed her another shot, tossing it back without even asking what horrifying liquor was in it - could have been acid for all she knew (it certainly tasted like it on the way down). She pulled a face of disgust and handed back the glass. "The fuck is that? Good shit only, jesus." She complained, waving her fingers at the girl to get rid of her, and like a good little minion, the teenager vanished back into the crowd of dancing bodies. The party was in full swing, already there had been causalities - some people were busy throwing up outside, but as long as it wasn't in Shiloh's room, Shiloh's hair or on Shiloh's fancy Lou Vuitton shoes, she really didn't care. There were people that had turned up that definitely had not been invited, but she didn't feel like chasing them out today, let them see what it was like in the other circles, let them have a taste of champagne and daddy's money, before they never would again.
Someone turned up with another keg of cheap beer and a cheer went up from the masses. Beer wasn't really her thing, but when she was in the mood she was a little less fussy about what she was throwing down her throat. She spotted Deimos and Alisha dancing together across the room, Theia was less obvious to spot, and at first Shi wondered if she'd gone back to hiding in her room, but there - skulking at the back in a gloomy corner, nursing something that she hoped wasn't just a coke. Shi rolled her eyes and turned away, grabbing the arm of a guy nearby and pulling him in to dance.
Bambi Pelner had needed this party. She needed this party to remind herself that she belonged, that these were her real friends, and that they adored her as much as she adored them. Nevermind the group of them were scattered throughout the crux of Shiloh's kingdom. The past few months had been rough, people kept on shaming her for who she hung out with and honestly, it had really begun to get under her skin. Bambi had even begun to question why she was hanging out with certain people, why she had toss other people to the side like years long friendship hadn't mattered. But now she remembered - this party reminded her, setting it up had reminded her, hanging out and laughing with Shiloh, Alisha, and Theia had reminded her just how close she was to achieving greatness.
Just like that, Bambi Pelner lapped up the kool aid and back to her old ways, couriering favor to the rise and fall of her life. For now though, the young woman was really enjoying her wine. Walking around and dancing with a party glass big enough to hold a whole bottle. The thrill, or perhaps it was the alcohol, pounding through her and Bambi forgot all of her worries as she laughed with people, danced, and drank. Out of the corner of her eyes, she caught something. Sharply, she turned her head, but what she thought were the faces of Aria Martin and Perry Whitlock were lost in the crowd. Bambi frowned, "No way they would be here..." The young woman concluded she was imagining it, yet something in the back of her nagging brain told her that perhaps she should lay off the wine for a bit, just in case.
I can't help that I need it all - The primadonna life
thanks aofie!
Nineteen . Student - Business & Sociology . LGBTQ+ . Single Member of SHILOH EVELYN JENSEN 's clique
Charles definitely wanted to be there. This was the height of popularity. Granted, he had just showed up.
He did not feel like he belonged there however. Charles' dancing certainly proved that. Along with how many chips he was eating.
Charles felt like he needed to impress people.
So the young man went up to Bambi. She looked very important and high on the food chain of popularity. "Hi there....Uh... Can I get you a drink or something?"
She'd taken care to get ready for tonight, she wanted to make an impression..need to actually. With all that shit with Wynnie and then arguing with Theia over her being allowed onto the horse riding team, Alisha was out to turn heads and stir shit. It was never good news when Lis was in a shit mixing mood. It usually meant someone was going to get hurt, either by reputation or by loss of limb. Okay, a tad dramatic, but you got the idea. She didn't do things by halfs and she was pissed - pissed off, not yet having downed enough vodka to make it pissed period. That wouldn't take long. As another drink was placed in hand, having long ago lost count of how many, she took a swig and pulled Dei onto the floor.
She flung an arm casually around her shoulders, the other keeping her drink close to her chest as being jostled and writhed with them. Dei pulled her a little closer as someone squeezed through the crowd and Alisha threw her head back with a carefree laugh, singing along to the Ava Max song with abandon. Eventually her cup ran out and she needed a break from the press of hot and sweaty people. Releasing Deimos from his duty, she went off in search of a minion who would serve her. In passing, she heard one of the lads asking Bambi for a drink. She paused, swinging around to burst unceremoniously into their conversation. "Is that your way of attempting to flirt? Of course she needs a drink, look how thirsty she is." winking to Bambi at the word, heavy with innuendo.
it was after about the third song that seemed to make the walls of her dorm shake that she dropped her pen with a frustrated sigh and she cast her eyes to the door. her room mate had told her about a party that was happening down the hall, a party she knew that ace would have no interest in going to but she'd asked to be friendly, ace had appreciated that but she didn't appreciate the whole dorm being put out because some rich bitch wanted to party the night away. she brushed her hand through her hair as she stood up, unable to focus on anything but the base that was almost nauseating with it's beat. sure, she understood the need to party but there were a hundred other places that one could go and participate in this silly right of passage. the paper she was writing was a big chunk of her grade and she needed to concentrate, that's why she was here. to learn and pass. she walked out of the door and let it slam behind her as she almost stomped, with grace, down the hall towards where the party was happening. the closer she got, the more people she passed. it seemed like most people in the building were here. she shouldered her way past a couple making out in the doorway and resisted the urge to cover her ears. she wasn't there to make nice, she wasn't there to start a fight. all she was going to do was make whatever source was playing the music ... unable to play the music anymore.
Kenzie had just about had enough of prissy blonde pants running the joint, thinking she could throw giant parties and disrupt everyone's night without so much as a calling card. Not that being told in advance would make Kenz any more amenable to dealing with Princess Bitch tits and her ass kissing crew. If anything, it just would have given her time to come up with a plan of how to stop the party from happening. It wouldn't have been difficult to unwire some speakers, kill the wifi for the night or something along those lines... though the wifi would have been an issue for her own evening plans.
As she cranked the knob on her speakers again, only to have the metal sounds of guitar drowned out by bubblegum worthy pop bullshit, she decided that was it. She was about to be buzzkill number one and cut the chord on this drink enthused fun time. Even if it made her public enemy number one, she'd happily walk around with a target on her back - there was nothing uni kids could do that her own family couldn't do - and they were a thousand times worse. Reapplying her lipstick - because she had to look good whilst she was ruining peoples lives - she grabbed her phone and her keys, sure to lock her door behind her. She knew that retribution would be swift and painful and she'd need to watch her shit for a while. Storming into the party central like a black cloud, she spotted the giant speaker and beelined for it, battling a drunken idiot to reach the plug and finally successful in managing to yank it out. "You want to be in a club, they've got one in town. Party's over."
