RP:]] PIRATES OF THE QUEERABBEAN

Thanks.
*looks at tattoo*
*eyes widen*
Oh God.
I've fucked her.
Wow, she's, erm... she's a stunning women.
*smiles up at*
You were very lucky.
Then again, so was she.

[[I'm working on a groovy header for it at the moment.
Might try a slightly different style.
Or some different images.
But I like the colours.]]

She is.
-strokes over tattoo-
-looks back up-
-sees Syn looking a little odd-
I'm sorry. It's just hard to get over her you know.
-smiles and huddles up to side-
You are still the guy that made me happy in my time off need.
-kisses neck-
Thank you.

((Oh God. I've fucked her. Why did that make me laugh and nearly spit my drink all over myself? Haha.
Ohhh a groovy header.
-waves arms around-
Can't wait.))

((Thought I would come on before I got off at nine to watch Heroes and to sleep. Haha.
How is everyone?! LOL.
And prettyful layoutness!))

((I'm ok. You?))

*wraps arms around*
No, I understand.
I mean, she was your wife for years, you've only known me a few days.
It's bound to be hard for you to get over.
But I'm glad I can help.
Who knows?
*laughs weakly*
Maybe I'll be next to her one day.
*eyes widen*
On your chest I mean...

[[I'm quite proud of my work.
It's the best thing I've done on PSP for a while.
And it was harder to make than it looks, haha.
Not up yet so don't think you're going mad if you can't see it.]]

((Warm! FINALLY!!
Was the stew.
*Nods*
Or bath.
Or both. Haha.
There is a reunion on neo. MOOHARHARHAR.
Tis funny.))

Yeah. Hopefully.
-looks up at-
On both accounts.
-smiles-
-snuggles up to Syn's chest-
Hey. You wanna take your chest off?
I feel like a turd being the only one shirtless here.
-laughs-

((Awesome. I had stir fry. I am still a little -shivers- though. If it's like this now, what is it gonna be like in December? Yikes!
Haha. Ok can't wait to see it. ))

((Syn.
I was told by Jill.
That by the demand of all the others you *must* come to the reunion.
Just to say hi. At least.
*Nods*
COMENESS!!!))

((Oooohness!!
LOVE THE LAYOUT!!
IT'S SO PRETTY!!
*Humps*))

((-looks up from writing band names on her bag-
-blinks-
-rapes banner-
I'm done. ))

Honestly, Coby, trying to get me naked already.
*shakes head*
This will never do.
*laughs*
Want to give me a hand?
*smiles down at*

[[Poor banner!
It's only been up five minutes and already it's been violated!
TWICE!
I'm holding myself back.
Coz I did it during the making of it.]]

((Hey. If you are hot, you should be glomped.
-waits to be glomped-
))

-rolls eyes-
Ok. I'll help you.
-sits up and sits next to Syn-
-helps pull shirt over head-
-smiles and looks at chest-
-takes a sharp intake of breath-
Wow...

((*Waits not to be glomped*
Jo is going now. She shall watch Heroes and go to sleep early so she can be up again tomorroat 7am
Goooodnight all!!
*Waves*
))

((Night Jo.))

It's kinda... a little messier than yours.
Few scars and shit.
*smiles shyly*
I tend to get into some pretty sticky situations.
Knifes and guns get pulled.
I get stabbed and shot.
But I pull through and... well, just look a little worse for it all.

[[*glomps Chloe*
*glomps Jo*
*glomps self*
*falls off chair*
Coz we're all smokin'!]]

[[G'night!!!
Cheers for reminding me Heroes was on.
My dad wants me to tape it.
He and my mum are out watching Billy Connolly tonight.
Hmmm, wonder if I can still get a ticket for Ross Noble... he's playing this weekend I think.]]

-looks up at-
No. I was staring because... Wow.

-moves hand over pecs-
I just had no idea you got into so much trouble.
-looks down at hand rubbing over Syn's pecs-
-mutters-
I don't know why it's such a turn on...


((Yes we are. And I am not afraid to admit it.
-glomps self-
-glomps Syn-
Since Jo left. -glomps air-))

*eyes fall shut*
*smiles*
Mmmm.
Glad to know you approve.
Can't be with a man who's disgusted by them.

-watches Syn relax into touch-
I do more than approve.
-runs hand over one large scar under pec, lightly-
How did you get this one?
-leans down and kisses along scar-

Mmm, that one?
That was from when the doctors removed my breast implants.
I didn't suit a C Cup.
*laughs softly*
No, that was from a little scrape as a kid.
I was arguing with some older kids, I thought I was tougher than I was.
Anyway, we got arguing over this girl - coz when you're a kid, there's always a girl - and this bigger boy pulled a knife which he'd stolen from his dad.
He waved it about a bit and I got too close.
*laughs*
My mom nearly killed me, I'd bled all over my best shirt.
Never mind the fact I was bleeding, she was just bothered that it was all over this church shirt that she'd got me.

Mmm... A tough guy even from the tender ages huh?
-laughs-
-moves hands all over random scars-
So. All of these are from fights?
-looks up at and scoots closer to-
-entwindes legs together with Syn's-
Or have any of these being from a near death experience?
-smirks-
I mean, you are a punk ass, surely someone has tried to kill you.

Thanks.
I really like you too.
*rolls eyes*
*takes hand*
*places over scar across left hand*
That one nearly killed me.
These others, they're nothing really.
I mean, I could tell you were I got most of them but... they're meaningless.
But this one...
*squeezes hand*
This one changed my life.
*lowers voice*
This one changed my name.

-blinks-
Really?
-squeezes hand and looks at scar-
But... it's your hand. How did it nearly kill you?
-looks up at slightly confused-
Or... was it the person that did it. They would have gone further?
-shuts up-
Sorry for all the questions.
I've just never known a... bad boy before.
I'm kinda new to acting... "cool."

-looks away and bites lip-

Hey, I don't mind the questions.
I'm sure I'd have told you it all eventually anyway.
*smiles at*
You have a habit of bringing things out of me.
Like my good side.
*looks down at joined hands*
It was the first time I was shot.
I was 15.
I'd been messing around with some guys who were fucking dangerous.
Some guys who would have killed me if...
*furrows brows*
Well, some guys who should have killed me but let me go.
I've never understood that.
I'd been screwing around, setting up meetings over the phone with them, telling them I needed their help, pretending I was a big crime boss, then not showing up.
And of course, these goons believed I really was this hot-shot.
Anyway, they found me, laughing and joking with Cristina and they just... shot at me.
I think they'd been aiming for my head but somehow they missed and...
*nods to hand*
That bore the brunt of the gunfire.
With all the shit I'd been through before, my parents just couldn't afford to get me to a hospital to sort it out.
My mom did the best she could to patch me up but her supplies weren't exactly hygienic.
*lets out shaky breath*
And I got sick.
Really sick.
Fevers, vomiting, cramping, headaches, you name it, I had it.
I kept hallucinating, seeing my life flash before me, seeing the pearly gates of heaven - which is the only way I knew they were hallucinations.
I'm going straight to hell when I die.
*laughs weakly*
*tightens hold*
And I just wouldn't get any better.
It went on for a few months.
I ended up making a deal with God in the end.
Y'know, desperate times call for desperate measures and shit.
I told him that if he let me make it through, then I'd change, I'd stop being such a little shit and make something of myself.
And he obviously believed me coz... well, I'm still here.
*laughs*
I'm amazed he hasn't come back for me yet, I'm not exactly a saint.
In fact, I'm pretty much the same as I would have been if it had never happened.
Except I tend to be a little more emo.
So yeah... that's how it nearly killed me.
Not exactly cool, is it?
Nearly dying from infection.