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P.S. What the **** is that shitty ******* music jesus learn to hip hop

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A man matching the description of the Gaul in all but hair color appears at the 'Rage'. He rolls up a blunt, downs a keg or two of Chivay then gets up to party.

 

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Lord Chaim von Rosenberg stands in the corner awkwardly.  "Look at all these boys..." he snarls to himself, arms crossed in the dark.  "Real men have class!"

 

Slipping a lollipop into his mouth, his head bows down to the floor.  A merchant with a heart as black as his hair, he slips two stubby, sausage-like fingers into his coat pocket over his vast rolls of fat, feeling for his shekels.  Chaim sighs.

 

"I wish I was at home doing squats."

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Marcus Constantine, having declined to attend the rave, watches the gate. He enjoys a novel in his spare moments.

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Donatien Brunswick promptly falls asleep from becoming drunk on wine. He then cries for 40 hours after hearing that he missed the performance of the popular boy bards 'Yon Direction'. 

 

Oh what a night it had been.

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Voron Rovin was seen with Edward Spivey in a dark and desolate corner of the party,the corner was smeared with viscera with no definite explanation of its origin as only meer speculation could uncover its disgusting beginnings, however it merely smelled of yams and cat breath.
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Voron soon lit a pile of tinder within his lap, detatched from the world as he smoked from his mighty calabash (which was filled with the finest Kharadeen Green) and his intake of povlere, simply staring deep within the a flame, thinking it was some sort of mystical device that a god-like omega horse invented, gazing deep into its sparkly center.
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As the music progressed,Spivey and Voron began to close their ears, mocking like beached whales, they began to dread the thought that small lutes were overused in the modern society. However in the corner of sweet Spivey's eye he saw a lass by the name of Zispy, oh how Zispy was a fine blonde Orenian woman.

"Aaaaye cap! Its toime teh' get me some of thet rear!" Spivey exclaimed, grinning with his yellowed and decayed teeth. he seemed to pull his torn and eerily smelly trousers up as he pursued for his 'prey'.
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Voron continued to stare into the flame; lost in a trance that would make even the most sinister of traitors, like Kieran and Ellen, wonder what the nether was going on, thus he collapsed to his side in curiosity as his wonderfully colorful trance evolved into one that would please even the mightiest of Thomas Blackwells.
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As he fell he smothered his flame, his cheek slammed against the side of the floor as he began to slowly vomit and spew bile from the corners of his mouth due to his mass alcohol intake of fine liquors. He soon fell unconscious, his face laying in the original pile of viscera.
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A fashionable Southeron man observes the proceedings with a healthy amount of disdain. He frowns and folds his arms as he watches the fuccbois frolic and dance.

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The son of his August Grace, the Imperial Chamberlain, Archduke Edward Secundus of great House Winter, Edward Tertius, arrives wearing 7 inch inseam shorts and a fresh polo, holding a commemorative portrait of the his majesty, the glorious Princeps-de-Republica Ronald Primus of the royal House Reagan, and proceeds to do a few lines off of a blacked-out high elf hooker before dabbing up with the aging Emperor in the Hall of the Rose. As the night begins to wind down, the young son of the Archduke grabs a hot noblewoman wearing a comital coronet and fucks her right in the...

 

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Mathus was having fun at the party having brought his bae and his new friend and bard, R.L. of Grime. They got drunk and fucked up until some full-of-himself  Southeron tried talking to the bae.

 

Everyone there knows what happened after that. That southeron got fucked up. Real fucked up by Mathus and his boys.

 

The party went smoothly the rest of the time for Mathus, avoiding the Cactus green because he didn't really like it. He just had ale. Lots and lots of ale. He later fell asleep next to the Imperial pool.

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Meanwhile in Vekaro, the Raevirs, renowned for their family values, reject the wanton debauchery, lechery, and fornication present in the capital in lieu of church sanctioned gender-segregated fraternization.

 

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A pretty simple disguise, small change of the hair, and considering his already altered right-eye, Lucas Black is easily able to get in on this ****. For a while, he just hangs out in the corner where all the major cactus green is. Some good **** that is in there. He makes many friends here that he would not remember and nor would they, but at some point..he became aware he wasn't there anymore. And what did he become aware to?

Lanon, Boric, and Arthal then jumped up onto the table, and began dancing like madmen, playing the role of eye candy to all the women.

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Arthal hopped off the table, leaving the men as they began to... grind on each other.

 

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He wasn't sure what he was doing here, and worse yet, he didn't know why he liked it. In terror, the first thing he did was dive into the crowd in an attempt to escape to find himself being carried. What was this thing happening? Entirely new? It was almost like...he was a boat and the crowd was water. Like he was flowing over it...like he was...surfing across the crowd. He could only begin to grin as he reached out his hand to high-five the one he knew was coming.

 

Alexander Horen.

 

Aaaaaaawwwwww yeeeaaaaaah.

 

Taking his hand firmly, Alexander Horen pulled him free of this new surfing of a crowd experience that had never been witnessed before. Grinning and nodding, they knew what they do to do...get some **** and light it up...they just needed one more person for their pryomancer circle...And soon, an hour later after much preperation and contacting a good buddy...the three, known now as Lucas Black, Alexander Horen, and Malineer Dralguna...******* LIT IT UP!

 

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By the end of the party, the combined stoner smoke and endless fireworks...looked a little like this...

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Ooooh shiit...and did their night end here? Naah...it was only just beginning...

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Lu watches the celebration with extreme Amusement.

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