MOOOOOOOOOO

Dion: ((Hey this is my friend I was talking about earlier that's apart of the rp))
Erleiden: ((I know him.))
Dion: ((ook then))
Erleiden: ((Or at least his name.))
Eliy: ((nope not ringing a bell.))
Erleiden: ((Well I recognize you.))
Eliy: ((Okay then~))
Eliy: ((So is she roleplaying or here to watch>?))
Dion: ((uhh I think she's rping, but you can go ahead and post))
Eliy: ((I'll let her post an entrance, your character is running through like the typical modern anti-social young adult so I'm gonna play with some idea's in my head,Why my character would even bother yours, why you at all sure theres more than enough people, how I'll catch up ect~))
Dion: ((lol, mkay))
Erleiden: ((Shit now I have to pay attention.))
Erleiden: ((Okay posting.))
Dion: ((Btw I had included Rebel in my entrance, texting her wondering where she was))
Erleiden: ((This should be fun with the entrance I have in mind then.))
Dion: ((And btw other dude who's name I still don't know; you can talk to me cause I'm a stunning person and it's like wow))
Erleiden: “I said I’m fucking good alright! I’m good! Pour me another fucking drink.” Her hoarse voice had been shouting. Two men came up behind her, gripping each of her arms. As if she looked like she needed two dudes to carry her out of the bar but these men were aware of the fight in her. “Don’t fucking touch me you over developed cum shots!” Rebel growled and aimed her heel between the legs of the guy clutching her leg arm. He instantaneously plummeted to the floor, leaving his partner to drag her from the tavern. “Come on O’Brien! I’m good for it I fucking swear! Don’t fucking kick me out! Come on! I’ll come back in here and murder all of you I swear on fucking Jesus Christ!” Her pleas becoming softer as if she were about to burst into tears. Rebel’s thick Brooklyn accent had accentuated in this particular moment of inebriation. The male gripped her middle and in turn she thrashed in his grasp. He tossed her onto the street and she fell hard. Rebel tried to get up, staring at the pavement with indignity. “Come back when you aren’t blasted you violent alcoholic cunt!” The dude yelled. She got on her knees and lifted her hand to flash him a middle finger. Rebel would groggily get onto her feet and glance at her cellphone at the text she’d gotten from Gwen. “Shit.” She muttered.
Eliy: His phone started to ring his eyes rolled sliding it from out the pocket of his hoodie he declines the call then turns his phone to airplane mode. "Tsk.." He looks at the directory then back in the direction he came from he was either going to vanish all night, continue his evening at the bar, or return to the hotel room and get some actual rest which he needed he exhaled snickering at the thought. "It's probably best to hang around there and look for something interesting" he said to himself walking back he began heading towards the bar again pushing through crowds of people once again making his way directly through the center of the sidewalk's traffic knocking over some people too far gone once he gets closer hearing some noise in the distance looking in that direction he notices a female being thrown out the bar and called a cunt across the street from where he previously was he smirks devilishly making his way towards the female getting up obviously intoxicated he yells out "HEY! Violent Alchoholic Cunt!!!" he continues to make his way towards her as she looks to her cellphone.
Erleiden: ((I don't know where she went ._.))
Eliy: ((-shrugs-))
Erleiden: ((Well I'm gonna keep posting.))
Eliy: ((alright))
Erleiden: Her head turned at the sound of his voice. “Do I fucking know you?” She said loudly and indistinctly to the guy. She began to pat the pockets of her vest then her pants. One of her swarthy hands dragged along the shaved side of her hair. Rebel didn’t attempt to answer the text message yet, her only mission was to get another drink and a cigarette. She stepped forward and held her hand out to the minimally present passersby. “Hey man, do you have a cigarette?” Rebel inquired, only to be ignored by the dude. She tried to maintain her composure. Her hand remained outward. “Miss, do you have a stog? I have a dollar?” She offered. The people continued to walk pass her like she was invisible. “Come on man! You people are fucking fucked up!” Rebel complained as she went to lean on the wall and ultimately slid down it to sit on her ass.
Eliy: "Everyones connected or some shit like that." He makes his way to her with his hands in his pockets watching her beg for cig's he pulls one from his ear behind his hair his other hand fliping his zippo open and lighting the cig he slips his lighter back in his back pocket inhaling muttering to her. "you should just start beating people up and taking what you want it's much more fun that way, and you don't gotta be a beggar, Be a queen that conquers, not a bitch that begs" he snickers exhaling the smoke in the opposite direction. he pulls the cig from between his lips holding it betwen his index and middle finger scratching his temple with his thumb. looking down at her sit on her ass looking down to her "tsk".
Erleiden: Rebel’s emerald hues came to a close for a moment, her metal filled face twitching and contorting as he spoke. Her eyes opened yet again after her nose spied the scent of burning nicotine and other harmful chemicals she’d crave so often. “Every time I fight people call the cops and I’m tired of being in the fucking drunk tank.” Rebel explained with a slow murmur. She blinked a few times as she stared at his stog. She struggled to get back on her feet. Her body still leaned against the wall. Though he was obviously taller than her she lifted her arms to reach for his cigarette. “Give me that shit then.” She demanded, her struggle to grasp at his hand almost looked comical.
Eliy: He looked down at her taking another drag from it then blowing the smoke down at her shaking his head. "Come on now this is america!!" He swung his arms open his eyes trailing off at the buildings and night sky then back at her "A wonderfully terrible place where you can just take and steal and do as you please, Hell this damn country was stolen back in the day remember?.." a moment of silence passes and he smiles nodding his head looking at her "Good times...Good times, anyways, Taking from me isn't smart I always want things in return and the exchange for give and take is extremely high on your end, like I'm gonna need a kidney cause I can't just give you a cig, I need to give you this pack I have in my pocket" he reaches in his hoodie pulling it out he holds it up out of her reach. Tonight I feel generous though, You entertain me I give you anything you want...Drinks, Cigs, other things that can put your little mind in a warped state. just get me through this dull night." He drops the cigs on her head cracking his neck.
Erleiden: “Want things in return? Like sex stuff? Cause I don’t do that anymore. It was too gross.” Rebel garbled before hearing the rest of his sentence. “Oh.” She said quickly with a slow nod of her head. "Fuck I look like entertaining you?"  She questioned him with an incredulous raise of her eyebrow. Rebel cleared her throat and looked up and down the street. “I don’t know how to entertain you but I think I could try or some shit. I have to. I need drinks and cigs… At least you’re not making me fucking… Eat shit on the sidewalk or something for that stuff.” Rebel began to ramble as she poked out her pierced lips. She adjusted her vest and went to start walking. She was barely succeeding. Rebel cracked her knuckles and eyed a random girl who had walking by. “Hey bitch!” She shouted before head butting the woman in the face.
Eliy: He snickered pulling his hood up he would follow her watching what she does he burped into his hand as he watched her head butt some woman he rolls his eyes he would grab her by the her vest beginning to drag her away from the scene yelling to the woman "We're not sorry but we should be if we were better human beings!!" Pulling on the little one's vest he looks down at her "Look were gonna play a game I tell you to do something, with a set price you take it or leave it OR ask for something else, sound fair?" He pulls on her cheeks grinning "god your short how old are you 12?" he laughs as he continues walking letting go of her waving for her to join him.
Erleiden: Her arms flailed about as she was pulled away, hearing the woman yelling. Rebel didn’t even get a chance to yell back. She tried to stand up straight and turn to face him. Rebel made a bit of a squealing noise as she tried to swat his hands away from her vest. “…Okay either that’s fair or I’m drunk.” She answered him with a skeptical raise of her eyebrow. “UGH!” She grunted and went to rub her fingers against the spot on her cheek he pulled on. “Mother fucker, I’m twenty two!” Rebel groaned as she walked beside him.
Eliy: He pats her head looking around at people as they keep walking "is that what your fake ID says?" he stops for a moment biting the inside of his cheek "alright Wanna start off easy of difficult?" He taps his foot observing people in passing going on with thier bussiness debating on setting and how to use her for his entertainment. He smiles "Fuck that Okay I'm gonna run to the end of this street, and your gonna rob...oh..2 people I don't care how just get thier wallets and come to me within....oh...10 mins..and you'll do this for...$1,000?, extra $500.00 if I laugh." he looks down to her rubbing his chin watching people looking back at the lady she head butted coming towards them. "hurry up and make your choice you have an old friend on the way"
Erleiden: Rebel started to growl at his retort. She fixed the hair on the top of her head that she presumed he had ruined. Her eyes blinked slowly at the first offer. “Two fucking people?” She repeated with a bit of exasperation. “Fuuuck.” Rebel groaned. Not sure if she was agreeing or complaining in her inebriation. “Fine! Whatever!” She said as she stumbled ahead of him and went to hide between two stores on the street. “What the fuck am I doing and why does it feel worse than sucking cocks for cash?” Rebel seemed to ask herself as she attempted to stand as casually as possible, waiting for someone who looked alone to pass her. Once she spotted her prey her eyes fixed on his form. Once he grew closer she hopped out from her hiding place, pulling her switchblade knife from her boot and pointing it in the guy’s face. “Give me your wallet asshole.” She demanded with a gravelly whisper. He raised a brow at her then chuckled. “Seriously?” He replied and in turn Rebel growled again, punching the guy in his stomach. She kicked at his shin so he’d topple over. Once he was one the ground she scavenged his pockets but no wallet was present. “Where the fuck is your wallet fuckface?” Rebel asked hastily. “I don’t care one!” He answered her and Rebel rolled her eyes. She stood and kicked him in the stomach. “Well I’m keeping this fucking… pen?” She stated drunkenly and pocketed her switchblade. Her green eyes lifting to see the bitch from before approaching. “Fuuuuck.” She whined.
Eliy: He shook his head watching her failed attempt he yells "HEY THAT DOES-!" he was hit by a purse some girl started swatting him with "Ouch bitch! AHH!!" he kept being hit by the purse as she yelled at him "YOUR JACK ASS FRIEND HEAD BUTTED ME!! FUCK YOU!! FUCK YOU BOTH!!" He ran away while being hit "she chased him as he ran towards the Rebel he yelled "KILL THIS BITCH!!!" He would reach back swatting at her telling her to stop every now and then as she struck him with her purse cursing at him.
Erleiden: She watched the woman go over to him and her eyes widened. "DO YOU MEAN-“ Rebel began to ask but her words were stifled by the alcohol in her system. “I don’t want to go to jail! Not again!” She said though her feet were still running towards the woman. Rebel sloppily pulled out her switchblade and tripped, sliding on the ground. “Okay hang on.” She gagged a bit and stood to her feet once more. She resumed running and jumped onto the woman’s back with the knife to her throat. “Put the purse down and back away from him slow-“ Rebel began to gag yet again then let out a burp that smelled and tasted of whiskey. “Slowly.” She finally completed her statement. The woman seemed to oblige. “Nice and easy… Now, walk into an alley so I can kill you.” Rebel hooked her arm around the woman’s neck to hold onto her as she moved. “Go go go! Talihoe!” She shouted with a sputter of her pierced lips and a snorting laugh. She regained her composure and brought the knife to push strands of the woman’s hair aside. “Seriously, I have to kill you.” She tried to say in a serious tone. The woman seemed to be frozen in fear.
Eliy: ((gonna have to lay down now we can leave off here =3=))
Erleiden: ((Aww understandable it's the wee ours of the morning here.))