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[OOC: SO as I mentioned there's magical journals like there were in BTR. everyone gets one if they stay long enough. you can make public and private posts as well as locking messages/posts to a specific person, and damon is gonna break it in by trolling the hell out of it. apologies. kinda >> feel free to hijack/talk to other people who reply. names appear by the comment made just like in BTR.]
[damon is shirtless and in swim trunks, a bit wet, lounging on one of the lounge chairs, sipping on a beachy drink complete with umbrella. there is some weird bartender today. a ghost that can actually serve real drinks. whatever. the truth is there's something special in those bartending drinks which means tipsiness can come quicker especially for the likes of a vampire.]
Direct, slightly drunken report from the pool on the top deck. Watching two nauseating lovebirds be completely gross with one another. Thankfully, I have booze and one of the lovebirds (Elena) has amazing cleavage in that bikini top.
The other lovebird is now threatening to bite me. Kinky. ;)
Except I'm not interested. Not that I don't love a good bite [ooc: LMFAO] but not from this particular gross, smelly source.
Will I be forced to hurl all over the deck? Will I be flipping the lovebirds a bird of my own? Will the biter and the me come to blows... or will there be sufficient distraction instead? Only time and you will tell, dear reader. ;)
[damon is shirtless and in swim trunks, a bit wet, lounging on one of the lounge chairs, sipping on a beachy drink complete with umbrella. there is some weird bartender today. a ghost that can actually serve real drinks. whatever. the truth is there's something special in those bartending drinks which means tipsiness can come quicker especially for the likes of a vampire.]
Direct, slightly drunken report from the pool on the top deck. Watching two nauseating lovebirds be completely gross with one another. Thankfully, I have booze and one of the lovebirds (Elena) has amazing cleavage in that bikini top.
The other lovebird is now threatening to bite me. Kinky. ;)
Except I'm not interested. Not that I don't love a good bite [ooc: LMFAO] but not from this particular gross, smelly source.
Will I be forced to hurl all over the deck? Will I be flipping the lovebirds a bird of my own? Will the biter and the me come to blows... or will there be sufficient distraction instead? Only time and you will tell, dear reader. ;)