Wedding bells are a-ringing! (June 2009)

[narakunohana]

Quest Name:

Wedding bells are a-ringing!

Format:

• Singular
  
• Collaborative: Thread-type
  

Reward:

Singular : +3 exp + Limited Edition Item!
Collaborative : +5 exp + Limited Edition Item!

Limited edition item:
Eternity Rings

[participants may use any wedding ring picture they please for this item.]

A symbol and promise of a true love - or maybe just a shiny object for your ring finger. Yanno, a bling-bling - ya dig? It tells people to "GTFO" from your loved one, and that he/she is "MIEN".

+5 to any desired stat chosen upon claim.

Can be sold for $500 each.

Scenario:

Many women dream of one day wearing that beautiful white dress, walking down that red carpet aisle and saying "I fracking do <3" to the man they love the most. Well, June is the best time of the month to do that, baby - and I'm sure your classmates know that very well.

Your classmates pair you up with a person they think you're close with and basically force you into a mock wedding! They got it down from a gown, a mock priest and some even arranged -- god forbid, a mock honeymoon!

How you would survive this month is beyond me.

Requirements:

• All entries must be in by the end of June.
  
• Who your character will marry is something you will arrange OoC.
  
• You are required to NOT go beyond PG-13. The Honeymoon is supposedly for the lulz, but if you desire to make it interestingly intimate, please use a timeskip (for all our sakes)!
  
• Singular:
  
  • A minimum of 750 words is required.
    
  • You must post your entry here.
    
  • Your character will have to get married to an NPC, or if you may so choose, you may decide to opt out of marriage and become a wedding coordinator of someone else's mock wedding instead.
    
    
  
  
  
• Collaborative
  
  • You will have to create a thread in The Avenues board and label it with [M.E.] before the title.
    
  • After creating the thread, you and your partner will be required to have a minimum of 3-5 pages worth of posting on that thread.
    
  • Each post cannot be less than 150 words each.
    

[Matrim Gallagher]

(OOC: thread takes place before death of Reira but after marriage of Reira. Since she left the board I take it she wouldn't be posting to the ME thread she made, and went ahead to make this one.)

".... But I'm already married!" Matrim said, thinking about what it was he had just been asked to do. After all it wasn't everyday somebody asked you to marry them, especially when you didn't know who they were! "So as you can see, even if I wanted to... which no offense but I don't really know you, I couldn't possibly marry you!"

"Please Matrim! I have to get married, and I think that if I married you that people would pay more attention to me!" The girl said, Matrim's face became annoyed. He tried it Beta's way and pretty soon he'd be doing this Alpha's way. But first he had to check on something...

"Show me..." He said, and with a shy and embarrassed look she handed over the paper. Matrim read it over a few times and smacked himself on the head, "Look it's not a real marriage, you need to perform a mock wedding. That means fake..."

"Oh, I thought that was some type of wedding ceremony or something... like not a church wedding but you do it at... a... what was that word again?"

How retarded is this girl?

"Mock, it means false.... hey look a flock of turtles..." Matrim said, pointing into the air to satisfy Alpha's curiosity.

"Where?" the girl asked looking up for them. She didn't catch on to it either, she just kept on looking. Matrim stood there and looked at his watch to see how long it would take her, "Damnit I guess I missed 'em... but anyway, since it's fake and all... does that mean you will do it?"

You've got to be fucking kidding m---

"Sure... I guess..." Matrim said. He immediately regretted this decision as he was dragged off to the nearest church, "You do realize you can't just---"

"THIS IS MY DAY SO DON'T RUIN IT!" The girl screamed at Matrim, and he wondered if she was going to murder him....

"Al...al... alright..." Matrim said.

"Alright...... who?"

"Alright.... honey?"

"That's better! Don't forget that next time or this WONT be a pleasant honeymoon!"

The crazy ones are always good in the sack....

Shut UP Alpha... we aren't going to go through with this... we'll just have to find a way to sneak out on this crazy psycho stalker bitch.....

The girls face twisted into a sick sadistic smile as they entered the church, "Now wait here Matty-poo and I'll take care of everything...."

"Sure thing," Matrim said and looked up to see an angry look. Matrim quickly added, "Honeybunch..."

The anger was replaced with a cheery smile as she skipped away. Matrim went to get up off of the pew and walk away when he noticed he was cuffed to the pew... "When did she get these on me.... this girl may be psychotic... bad damn she's good...." Matrim only feared for the Priest who would deny her an immediate ceremony.

A moment later she came out pushing the Priest toward the center of the church, Matrim was sitting with his elbow on the pew arm rest, his face buried into his palm waiting for her to uncuff him. She walked over and pulled out the key, "Do you promise to be a good Matty-poo?"

"Yes honey...." Matrim said in a very monotone voice. She smiled and uncuffed him from the pew, keeping the cuff on his wrist she cuffed the other one on her left wrist. Matrim let out a groan of defeat because he had really planned on making a run for it, but now in order to do that he'd have to break the cuff's. Not exactly a difficult task, but it would be easier if he could just make a break for it.

After being dragged up there Matrim looked at the Priest in the eyes, he seemed to be screaming SOS with his expression, to which Matrim gave an apologetic smile. Every man for himself was the type of thinking Matrim had here. Better this girl kill a catholic priest in her delusions then kill him. He had a pregnant wife to get home to after all.

"I guess I should begin... Marriage is a--"

"Yeah yeah, skip to the good stuff preach."

Thank God for small miracles, ah Matrim?

I find myself agreeing with A on this one....

"Right... right then. Well, Matrim Gallagher, do you take this lady to be your lawful wedded wife?"

"I do."

"May God have mercy on your--"

"AHEM!" The girl interrupted and the priest cleared his throat before going on.

"Do you.... uhm......"

The priest couldn't recall the girls name and looked at Matrim.

"Don't look at me, I don't know either."

"You have GOT to be shitting me. My name is Vanessa Ramirez!"

"Really? Huh....."

"Right... well, do you Vanessa Ramirez take Matrim to be your lawful wedded husband?"

"I do."

"Fuck my life."

"What was that Matrim?"

"Nothing, swear to God....."

"Right well, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."

The girl puckered up for Matrim and Alpha took full control, "KISS THIS!" Alpha said and proceeded to punch the girl right on the lips, punching her teeth in. The girl fell back and Matrim quickly grabbed her cuff and tore away his hand that had been cuffed to her, breaking the link between the cuffs. He then proceeded to run for his life to the nearest attorney at law so he could get a restraining order on the girl.

Thank God that's done with.. now to sweet sweet freedom.

You're married to Reira....

Now to sweet sweet being-whipped-town......

Much better.

[seishounohana]

Participants: Ryuu Hikari & Emily Delos Santos
Thread: [M.E.] Endless Story [Ryuu/Invite]

[Sara Quinn]

Participants: Serafion Awren & Sara Quinn
Thread: Mr. Sara Quinn [M.E.]

[Demetra Katsaros]

Participants: Sylar Silverberg and Demetra Katsaros
Thread: phsispwn.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=town&action=display&thread=1396&page=1

[Kiden Rusen]

If there was one thing anybody who knew Kiden- heck, anybody who saw Kiden Rusen would say when asked “What is the last thing you could see that boy doing?” they would reply with, “Getting married in the near future.” That, or “That’s a boy?!”

And, well… Kiden Rusen was getting married. And, he was indeed physically a boy. If only he knew how many people he could possibly be proving wrong at that moment as he chattered about wedding plans.

“The cake is four layers. It’s really big and really pretty,” he said for perhaps the seventh time that day. He looked over at the girl walking next to him, who scowled and rolled her eyes. Megumi, perhaps Kiden’s longest running (and only) friend. Shame they didn’t live too close anymore.

”You actually bought a cake? I thought this was just some stupid thing for your school? What subject is this, you’re not lying to me, are you?!” the girl glared at him, but Kiden hardly noticed since this was her most common expression anyway.

“We’re supposed to get married. Not for real, but for… pretend. Yeah, a pretend wedding. Make believe,” he said, smiling at her. As soon as he had heard about such a thing happening, he had grabbed his chance to fake marry his best friend.

As soon as he had decided to do such a thing, he had rushed to phone Megumi. She had hardly heard his message blared through her phone (why did this kid have to exhale so damn close to the reciever?!) and had laughed at the whole idea. ”Oh, wait, you’re serious!” Kiden remembered her saying after a slight silence on his end.

After some begging and what had sounded like sobbing, Megumi had agreed to come visit Kiden just so he could hold his little ceremony. Kiden was ecstatic, but Megumi had made it quite clear with shouting and threatening that she would not tolerate a word of this being spoken about to anybody.

”Not anybody at your school, not any old friends from our old school, nobody,” she huffed in his ear one last time before they arrived at the small little building where their ceremony would be held.

Kiden had gotten this tiny facsimile of a church for their wedding. When that little boy wanted to be, he was quite efficient. Megumi sighed as she looked up at the building. ”…What have I gotten myself into,” she mused out loud.

Kiden advanced up the walkway to the big double doors. “Nothing yet, but soon you’ll put on a dress,” he sung as he skipped up to the entrance.

Megumi did a double take. ”W-what?! I never agreed to wearing a dress! What purpose does this serve?!” she screamed as she ran after him.

Inside the church, it was quite empty and quiet. Kiden approached the counter at what looked like the administrative office, and talked to the elderly woman there. Soon he returned and grabbed Megumi’s hand and dragged her off down some hallway to some back room.

Before she could protest, Kiden shoved her into a room and closed the door behind her. Leaning against the wall outside he shouted, “There’s a dress in there- put it on and then come out. I didn’t make it, but it’s really nice.” Then he slid down the wall and sat on the floor outside as he listened to the various swear words of Megumi inside the room. Soon he heard the ruffle of clothing, more swearing, the sound of a zipper, more swearing, more ruffling, more swearing, and soon the sound of a zipper once more cut off with an abnormally loud burst of swearing.

“Kiden,” the boy stood up as he heard the voice of his friend so close to the door. He leaned in so he could hear her when she opened the door a crack and peered out at him. ”Kiden… It doesn’t fit.”

He stood there staring at her in a confused silence for a few seconds before finally speaking. “It doesn’t? You don’t look like you’ve gained weight since I last saw you,” he said, placing a hand on his hip in thought. Megumi just glared at him with her half zipped up dress and her usual scowl.

”Watch it, buddy,” she said, retreating back into the tiny room. Kiden took his chances with entering after her. He saw the zipper up the back of her extravagant white dress was indeed stuck about two thirds up her back.

“Here, lemme try,” he said, grasping the tiny zipper. Megumi promptly flung around and smacked his hands away.

”Hands to yourself, Kiden,” she snapped, ”Besides, what happened to not seeing the bride before the wedding? Aren’t you changing, too?”

Kiden sighed. “I just wanted to see the dress. And, yeah, I’ve got a pretty suit to wear,” he said, “But still… What about the dress?” He pulled a puppy-dog face and Megumi glared at him.

”If it doesn’t fit, it doesn’t fit. So shuttup and get out, I’ll just wear my jeans. It’s no big deal.”

Kiden’s protests went unheard as she wheeled him around and slammed the door after pushing him out into the hallway. He waited, making a fuss until she opened the door and exited in her normal clothes.

”See, I’ll just wear this. Now, go get changed. Don’t we ‘get married’ in a few minutes?”

Kiden pouted. “Well, yeah, but-”

”No ‘but’s, just hurry up and get changed, I don’t care what you wear,” Megumi waved him off impatiently as she continued back down the hallway to wait in the church for their little ceremony to start.

Kiden just stared after her as she left. It was a shame the dress wouldn’t be in their ceremony, and Kiden stared into the room at the fabric crumpled in a heap from Megumi taking it off.

“Hey,” Kiden called after Megumi, “You really don’t care what I wear?”

”I don’t give a damn, I’ll marry ya either way,” was her reply as she huffed and sat down in one of the pews.

A few minutes later Megumi looked up to see the priest walk in to start their mini-ceremony, followed by Kiden. In a dress.

”K-Kiden! What the hell?!” Megumi spluttered as he smiled and waved at her with his dainty little gloved fingers. The priest gestured for her to come over and stand with Kiden, and she stuttered as she stood up and approached.

“You said you didn’t care what I wore!” he smiled, and the priest smiled as well. Megumi glared up at him.

”Are you really going to allow this?” she said to the priest.

He simply nodded and said, ”Times are changing and it’s time that we start accepting various types of couples in marriage, and in my opinio-”

Megumi cut him off, “You are aware Kiden is actually a boy?”

The priest looked nonchalant. “Oh, really? Good for you. Now…”

Kiden hopped up and down excitedly throughout the priest’s speech, his high-heels clacking on the church’s floor. He may have been able to fit the dress where Megumi couldn’t, but there was a lot of room to be claimed in the chest part. Megumi grimaced as, for the third time, Kiden had to pull up the front to avoid flashing a little too much.

He hardly listened, and it looked like he would miss his parts in the mock ceremony. However, right on time he screeched out an, “I do!” and the priest looked to Megumi expectantly.

She sighed. ”Yeah, yeah, I do.”

”Great. Now you may kiss the bride!”

Kiden closed his eyes and leaned over towards Megumi, but nothing happened. He opened one eye and said through his teeth, “Megumi! Now you may kiss the bride!”

”…Oh, God,” she moaned before finally leaning in and quickly pecking him on the cheek. The priest clapped and Kiden grabbed Megumi’s hand, shoved one of two rings into her palm before grabbing her arm and skipping right out of the church.

After getting outside, Megumi turned to him.

”Kiden… where are we going?”
“Uh… Park.”
”Uh-huh. And, why?”
“Party.”
”Okay… And, Kiden?”
“Yeah?”
“How did you learn to skip so well in high-heels?”
“… Some questions are better left unanswered.”
”…Right.”

[narakunohana]

Participants:
Single:

Kiden - 1,381 words
Matrim - 935 words

You receive 3 exp and the limited edition item!

Collaborative:

Ryuu - 5 pages
Emily - 5 pages
Serafion - 3 pages
Sara - 3 pages
Demetra - 3 pages
Sylar - 3 pages

You receive 5 exp and the limited edition item! One for you and for your "spouse"!

Limited edition item:

[b][u]Eternity Rings[/u][/b]

[participants may use any wedding ring picture they please for this item.]

[size=0]
A symbol and promise of a true love - or maybe just a shiny object for your ring finger. Yanno, a bling-bling - ya dig? It tells people to "GTFO" from your loved one, and that he/she is "MIEN".

[b]+5 to any desired stat chosen upon claim.

Can be sold for $500 each.[/b][/size]


Deadline is extended until the end of July!

[ethan]

((OOC: I guess I'll just knock this out of the way and post it here.))

Ethan couldn't believe how stupid everyone around here was. These mock weddings....was there a point to actually having a ceremony for something not even real? Ethan sometimes wondered if these people were worth the effort. Not that he would dare question Him. But still....they were pathetic.

Ethan of course didn't think he would fall under the radar of anyone's desire to have a fake "wedding" with. Outside of certain encounters he had with certain people, he kept primarily to himself. He didn't even really bother anyone who didn't stick out. He could even be polite in his own curt manner when he needed to be. In his classes, he was quiet, sat almost always in the back, and didn't say anything unless called upon.

So why the hell would anyone want to marry him?

"HHHHIIIII, ETHAN!"

Ethan immediately leaped out of his seat and kicked the chair out of the way, prepared to fight at the sight of...something very large throwing itself at him.

"OH MY GAWD, WILL YOU MARRY ME PLEETHE!?"

It was a very, very large.........girl with huge blonde pig-tails for hair, who rapped her meaty arms around Ethan, pinning him against the wall with her raw girth. Was this some sort of attempt on his life?

After a moment of struggling and trying to breathe, Ethan managed to get his elbow in between her massive stomach and himself, pushing her away long enough to where he could back himself in a corner. Not a good place to be.

"....What?"

"I THAAID, I WANT YOU TO MARRY ME!!!PLEETHE!!"

Before the girl could attack again, Ethan put out his hand to stop her. He took a short breath.

"If I could first put some things into perspective: first, if you ever, ever try to touch me like that again, I will rip your head off and throw it off the top of the school for everyone to see. Second: I cannot understand a single thing you're saying, because you are screaming hysterically like an animal. Take a deep breath and try again."

The girl scrunched her horridly pink face together in concentration, then pulled something out of the back of her pants, all crumpled up. Ethan wrinkled his nose in repulsion, then snatched it out of her hand after a moment of hesitation.

It was the form for people to have these mock marriages in order to get extra credit for classes, among other things. Both individuals needed to have their signatures on the form in order to receive credit.

After glancing it over for a couple of seconds, Ethan took the paper and tore it in half, letting the pieces float to the floor of the cafeteria.

"Wut are you doo-eing?"

Ethan gave no response, merely attempting to step around her and walk away. Despite her appearance, she was quite fast and blocked his path again. Where did people like this come from?

Ethan regarded her coldly. "There is no chance of me ever fraternizing with you, at all, ever. This conversation is over."

"No, itths NAWT!"

The girl swung out her huge stomach, slamming it against Ethan's head and nearly knocking him over a small table. He flipped over the table and came to his feet, charging the girl and delivering a quick, three-punch combo to her stomach. It was like hitting a trampoline. Her huge belly practically swallowed his fists. Ethan was shocked. The girl merely smiled a very ugly smile and then licked her disgustingly huge lips in a rather disturbing manner.

Ethan was a little frightened by this monstrosity. He didn't know how he could stop her. She was even physically tougher than Matrim, Gabriel or David, she had to be.

Everyone was staring at them now in the cafeteria. Some idiot in the background stood up and shouted "Do it kid, she's got your number!" Then, a number of scene-girls came strutting up. One of them, a blonde, snapped, "Oh my gawd, you better do it Ethan, Peggy's like totally wanted to do this with you for a long time, and if you reject her, like oh my gawd that will be so mean of you, and I will totally un-friend you on Twitter."

"I don't have this 'Twitter', you moronic slut, and I don't even know you," Ethan sneered harshly. The girl babbled something back incoherently, but Ethan turned his back, looking for a means of escape. Great. Now everyone stood up and was chanting, DO IT, DO IT, DO IT, DO IT.

Ethan wouldn't be able to fight them all off. Especially not alongside Peggy. He vowed silently that they would all die slowly, painfully.

Ethan gritted his teeth, then choked out his answer. ".....Sure."

"YEEETTTHHHH!!!!"

Peggy grabbed Ethan and hugged him, very hard to her huge stomach. It hurt more than being electrocuted by Gabriel's Qi. He had to find a means of escape.

*Sometime later*

"Do you, Peggy Pansworth, take this young man to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I DO"

"Do you, Ethan Ducard, take this lady to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

Dead silence.

"HEY, YOU'RE STHUPPOSTHED TO STHAY I DOOO!!" Peggy bellowed at him.

This had gone on long enough.

"Sorry....I'm afraid I've gotten...what's the phrase? 'Cold feet.'"

With that, Ethan bolted away away before anyone could react. Luckily, there weren't that many people around for something as foolish as this, so Ethan didn't have to dodge so many people. His main concern was not being crushed by Peggy, who somehow had lunged after him. By lunge, she was actually soaring through the air, her dress flailing like a pterodactyl's wings, her face like an angry doberman's. If Ethan didn't move, he would be crushed and killed under her.

"I WANNA BE KITTHED!"

Ethan narrowly rolled out of the way in time to dodge her, then kicked over a wedding cake on the floor in front of her. Miracle of miracles, it turned out to be a great diversion. She lay their on the floor eating up the cake while Ethan ran out of the church in his tuxedo to freedom.

That was far, far too close...was that a test? Did He send her to test me?

All Ethan knew was that she would be another incredibly dangerous enemy to watch out for. He was lucky to escape alive.

[Adrian]

((All of my potential marriage partners have gotten busy with other things, so I'll take the hit and just post one up here.))

"I, uh, but... isn't this just a little bit rushed?"

Adrian creased his brow as the girl he had been talking up suddenly popped the question. She was cute, talkative, and only a little bit on the annoying side, and Adrian had, for all intents and purposes, been interested only in using her as an avenue to get to the better looking girls she undoubtedly knew. But, not ten minutes into the conversation, wham bam, thank you Sam, here she was with the words Adrian had really never thought he'd hear, especially not while he was in high school.

"Hey, you wanna get married?"

Thus prompting the retort at the beginning of the post.

"Oh c'mon, stupid, it's not a REAL wedding, it's just for fun. People have been doing it all over the place, it's some deal some club is putting on, or something. Just... I really want to and nobody's asked me yet!!"

Probably because you can hardly give 'em a word in edgewise, Adrian mused wryly, and spoke out against the idea, as one would imagine.

"Listen, I'm not even sure I remember your name-"

"It's Carolyn,"

"Listen, Carolyn, I don't even think I have the time-"

"It won't take longer than half an hour,"

"But I'm not sure I can fit in into my schedule-"

"We can do it right now!"

Adrian just paused, and stared daggers into the girl who, seemingly oblivious to the situation, just grinned like a madwoman. It appeared there wasn't any dodging this bullet, at least, no artful way. There was still the choice of knocking the girl out and pretending it never happened, but...

Adrian sighed, and threw up his hands in defeat. "Alright, where do we sign up?"

"YIPPEE!!!" the girl leapt into Adrian's arms in excitement. "Just follow these girls," she mentioned to the twelve girls who, seemingly from out of nowhere, appeared behind Carolyn. "They'll get you set up!"

Before he could even consider a protest, Adrian was grabbed by the combined will of twelve high school girls, and drug into a nearby fitting room. In moments, his measurements were taken, and from a nearby closet a tuxedo suit that was close enough to his measurements was thrust into his hands.

"Okay, change."

"Leave the room!"

"And you ditch us? Not happening, pretty boy. We saw your stint a few months back, we know you're not ashamed of what you got. If you can streak through the school, you can change in front of a few girls."

Adrian glared at the girls, and dropped his trousers, effortlessly changing into the tuxedo, and, naturally, making it look pretty good. Being back in fancy clothes was almost intoxicating to the boy, as he found himself checking himself out in the mirror more than someone who was being forced into a fake marriage would.

"You ladies have any hair product? Or a comb? I think I should fix this up a little." He looked over his shoulder, flashing that million-dollar smile he once was known for. Cooing, the girls fished around the dressing room until they found what he asked for. A few spray and a comb later, Adrian's hair was picture-perfect, parted and looking like he was stepping right out of a Tuxedo Catalog.

From the dressing room, he was shoved along into an auditorium, set up fantastically like a wedding should. Gold and red lace was everywhere, people were seated in benches along either side, none of whom Adrian could figure he knew. Standing at the front, complete with the white collar and everything, was a boy who was dressed exactly like an ordained Catholic priest. Seeing this lit a small fire within the boy, and as he was marched down the aisle, once he came upon the boy-priest, Adrian leaned in and stared daggers into his heart.

"I'll play along, boy, but I swear to my loving God in heaven, if I get the slightest hint of you making fun of the priesthood, may His love save you, I will pummel you." To bring his point home, Adrian knelt before the cross situated behind the 'priest', genuflecting reverently while making the sign of the Cross, touching his chest, then his forehead, followed by his left then right shoulders, before forming a cross with his index finger and thumb and kissing it. After the sign of his devotion, his eyes, previously downcast, shot up to the priest, and his signing hand extended to point menacingly at him. He then took his place.

The bride to be came up, looking better in her bridal gown than Adrian had expected. The music fanfared, the crowd stood, some people even pretended to faint. She came up to the altar, and joined Adrian at the podium. The 'priest' began the vows, and much to Adrian's delight, uttered them perfectly and to the letter.

If you're going to pretend to do something, after all, you damn well better do it right.

"Carolyn Farrar, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do."

"Adrian Hanlon, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

Adrian, despite his getting caught up in the festivities, remembered exactly what and where he was, and found himself sighing.

"Yeah... I do."

"Fantastic. You may kiss the bride."

Adrian's grin crossed his face, and while she leaned in for what she expected to be a little peck, Adrian wrapped his arm around her and gave her a full-on kiss, much to the delight of the crowd, who stood up and cheered the couple on. After the long exchange, Adrian's lips left Carolyn's and his eyes gazed into hers, his playful smirk lingering on his lips.

"So do we get a honeymoon?"

Carolyn didn't speak a reply, instead she glanced over towards the auditorium double-doors, where a car complete with trailing cans and "Just Married" shoe-polished on the back was waiting. Adrian's grin widened, and he picked her up, bridal-style, of course, and carred her down the aisle, to whooping and hollering and cheers.

The honeymoon was a short drive to a nearby hotel, where the girl's friends had been gracious enough to book them the honeymoon suite, if only for the day. Once they were in, Carolyn, still a bit flustered from the kiss earlier, turned to Adrian with lust in her eyes.

"I just wanted to say thanks, Adrian, for playing along. You were a good sport, and I, personally, think good sportsmanship should be rewarded..." Her eyes flashed and her smile took on a sultry visage, as she reached behind herself to unlace her dress.

Adrian, meanwhile, hopped up onto the bed, leaning back against the headrest, his hands behind his head and a wicked grin on his eyes. Maybe this whole thing wasn't so bad, after all....

[Trizen Takano]

Trizen and Jiro's Wedding!

The only problem is that Jiro left, but here is it anyways. Should she come back, it'll be up for her to grab as well.

[narakunohana]

Participants:
Single:

Ethan - 1,053 words
Adrian - 1,137 words

You receive 3 exp and the limited edition item!


Considering that people had difficulty completing the required amount of pages for this monthly event, I shall consider any and all monthly events for as long as they went past more than 5 posts. Should you have yet to finish your thread, and still wish to claim the promised rewards, please PM me a link to your thread and I shall add you to the list right away.


Collaborative:

Trizen
Nova
Hiyami
Jin Woo
Seven
James
Sam
Nick
Tash
Dominic

You receive 5 exp and the limited edition item! One for you and for your "spouse"!

Limited edition item:

[b][u]Eternity Rings[/u][/b]

[participants may use any wedding ring picture they please for this item.]

[size=0]
A symbol and promise of a true love - or maybe just a shiny object for your ring finger. Yanno, a bling-bling - ya dig? It tells people to "GTFO" from your loved one, and that he/she is "MIEN".

[b]+5 to any desired stat chosen upon claim.

Can be sold for $500 each.[/b][/size]