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| Stonepaw | Feb 15 2010, 07:18 AM Post #1 |
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Attempting to give a damn: Attempt failed.
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[dohtml] <br> <table align=center cellpadding=10 cellspacing=0 width=400 bgcolor=#FFFFFF style="border:1px solid #cc9966;"> <tr> <td> [align=center]autumn 2nd <br>4:30 pm <br>NATHANIEL BOWERS <br> ![]() <br> <br>Well, damn if this wasn't annoying. <br> <br>He was still getting things ready. Without a place to live, he was staying temporarily at the inn, and that meant eating out. A lot. He'd only been on the island for a day and already he was regretting it. It wasn't like he had anything to miss, or like things had been better back in New York. They most certainly had not, and it was good to be out on his own. He could finally breathe. But he preferred to just throw something in the microwave for a minute. Dining on the "fine cuisine" of the island wasn't what he had in mind for a perfect dinner. <br> <br>Not to mention how much more populated it was than he'd thought it would be. He sighed and leaned back in his chair, earning a glare from the old lady sitting at the table adjacent to his. He scowled fiercely, sitting all four legs back on the ground, then crossing his arms and placing both elbows on the table. He earned another glare, and he resisted the urge to shoot another back, and instead pulled his hands onto his lap. The waitress came around and he ordered a coke, saying that he needed more time to scan the menu. That time was enough for the old lady to get up and leave the cafe. <br> <br>Stubbornly, he leaned back yet again. Nobody around to tell him what to do this time. [/align] </td> </tr> </table> <br> [/dohtml] |
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| tearsandroses | Feb 15 2010, 04:39 PM Post #2 |
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The Sweet Transvestiiiite
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"Hm.....I guess some clam chowder is nice...." Regina said seductively to the boy she sewduced into buying her lunch. The guy blushed as he raised his shaking hand to the waiter. "Uh...the c-clam chowder." he said. Regina smirked as she stuck her chest out toshow off her proud D-cups. She could tell he was enjoying it by his smile. Regina sat up on the table as she got close to the guy, pushing her chest against his. The guy tensed up. "Thanks for buying me lunch." she said seductively. "N...No problem babe." he said trying to sound charming. Regina winked and walked over to the table she and her brother were sitting at. "You know what you do to get things you want is cruel and....strangely brilliant at the same time." the blue haired seductress's brother said. Regina winked proudly. "Hey, think of it aqs a job. Like a bonnie and clyde routine. Though I am the one doing all the work." Regina said leaning back in her chair, winking as a few guys that walked by. The guys stared and continued to walk. "All the perks of having the curves in all the right places." she said with a mischevous smirk. |
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| Stonepaw | Feb 15 2010, 05:00 PM Post #3 |
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Attempting to give a damn: Attempt failed.
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[dohtml] <br> <table align=center cellpadding=10 cellspacing=0 width=400 bgcolor=#FFFFFF style="border:1px solid #cc9966;"> <tr> <td> [align=center] <br>NATHANIEL BOWERS <br> ![]() <br> <br>The waitress came back with his drink. He sipped at it carefully, not knowing what it cost for refills. Meanwhile, his amber eyes were elsewhere, watching the circus act of Regina and Robbie. The girl was young, too young for his tastes if he even had any, and the outrageous color of her hair just screamed "rebel." But he smirked as one of the boys who passed by his table bumped into it, too distracted by the girl's flirting to watch where he was going. But that was ruined when his drink jumped and spilled on the table. <br> <br>"Hey! Watch where you're going!" Nate snapped, grabbing a handful of napkins as he made a desperate attempt to mop up before it got on the floor. The boy stuttered apologies, and was out the door long before the older guy could accost him. The spiky-haired lad growled under his breath as he kept pulling out more and more napkins, until finally the waitress came over to his table with a cleaning rag. Their combined effort made it possible to clean up the mess, but then she had to leave again to get him more soda. <br> <br>"Damn girl," he grumbled. "Can't keep her... parts... to herself." You got a lot of that in the big city. Jailbait was always coming and going there, if you know what I mean. [/align] </td> </tr> </table> <br> [/dohtml] |
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| tearsandroses | Feb 15 2010, 06:09 PM Post #4 |
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The Sweet Transvestiiiite
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Regina glared at the amber eyed boy. "Well if you got it flaunt it. I didn't MAKE then bump into the table now did I?" she asked with a smirk. She looked at the guy up and down. "If you want I could get someone to clean that up for you." she said bending over the table showing off the largeness of her breasts, without actually SHOWING them. "And not keeping your parts to yourself is baring your boobs in a photograph. Something I've never done." she said with that famous smirk of hers. |
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| Stonepaw | Feb 15 2010, 07:25 PM Post #5 |
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Attempting to give a damn: Attempt failed.
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[dohtml] <br> <table align=center cellpadding=10 cellspacing=0 width=400 bgcolor=#FFFFFF style="border:1px solid #cc9966;"> <tr> <td> [align=center] <br>NATHANIEL BOWERS <br> ![]() <br> <br>She really didn't know what she was getting into. He could have been a lawyer if he'd wanted to. "Well if you got it flaunt it. I didn't MAKE then bump into the table now did I?" Maybe. "That doesn't make it any less your fault," he pointed out smoothly. "If you had been more modest, he most certainly wouldn't have bumped into my table, and in turn my drink wouldn't have been spilled all over my jacket." He accentuated that remark by dabbing at the front of his clothes. <br> <br>"If you want I could get someone to clean that up for you." She bent over the table, showing off yet again. He turned his head sharply, putting up a hand to signify to her that she needed to stop. The female really was persistent, he noted. And he wasn't sure how to get rid of her. "No, that's quite alright." He waved his hand, trying to indicate to her to go away. <br> <br>"And not keeping your parts to yourself is baring your boobs in a photograph. Something I've never done." Could she be any more direct? "Somehow I find that hard to believe," he murmured. She seemed like the type of shameless girl who would try to look "good" in any sort of picture. [/align] </td> </tr> </table> <br> [/dohtml] |
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| tearsandroses | Feb 15 2010, 08:37 PM Post #6 |
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Regina arched an eyebrow at him. That was new. Most of the time guys had drool in the corners of their mouths when she did that. This intruigued her. She decided she'd put her strategy skills to work and keep her eye on the guy. "Anyway, Robbie did you get that last note in class yesterday?" Regina asked handing her brother the notebook. Robbie looked at the notebook himself. "You took all the notes..." he said with an eyebrow raised. Regina shook her head. "She had an assignment up on the board." she said with a smirk. Robbie got a freaked out look on his face. "WHAT??! Well we're gonna get a zero if we don't get it!" he said flailing his arms. Regina chuckled silently and tossed him a piece of paper with the assignment on it. "Pitiful." she chuckled. |
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| Stonepaw | Feb 15 2010, 09:19 PM Post #7 |
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Attempting to give a damn: Attempt failed.
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[dohtml] <br> <table align=center cellpadding=10 cellspacing=0 width=400 bgcolor=#FFFFFF style="border:1px solid #cc9966;"> <tr> <td> [align=center] <br>NATHANIEL BOWERS <br> ![]() <br> <br>Didn't she get it yet? He wasn't interested at all, especially in younger girls. Imagine how much that would tarnish his reputation! She was probably quite the hotshot at her school. He payed closer attention than before, listening in on their conversation without an ounce of guilt. She was playing her brother like a game. He shook his head, fairly disgusted. But he became distracted by the waitress, bringing him his food. <br> <br>His food was definitely more interesting than the annoying girl a table over. He dug in, engrossed with his food. <br> <br>[blehh i can't think of anything] [/align] </td> </tr> </table> <br> [/dohtml] |
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