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Thread: What Are Friends For? [SelenaFF and Fantysma]

Sam nodded. It is what I want to do. Sam knew that is was what he wanted to do. He had gone on long enough with these feelings pent up inside of him, and he felt that if they stayed that way any longer, he might lose it. And I'm into both guys and girls. It's another thing I've been meaning to talk to you about. I'm bisexual. Although I was actually planning on telling you that before... Last night. He looked down at his lap for a few seconds before looking up at Aria again. Can I ask you something? If you don't mind... Would you help me learn to be a girl, maybe look like one too? I just want get a feel for what it's like, before I actually become one, so I'm not thrust into it before I'm ready. It's fine if you don't, I just wanted to ask.
Thread: What Are Friends For? [SelenaFF and Fantysma]

We're both bi girls - what a plot twist that is. No but really, I'm glad you trust me enough to tell me these things. Before last night, Aria would never have expected that was where they would end up today. Twelve hours before, Sam had been her straight boy best friend, as far as she was aware. The shock of the sudden change in how to percieve Sam would probably hit her soon enough, but for now she was taking everything with stride. As she probably still would once she had a moment to digest the new information. She nodded to him, though, willing to help him out a bit. Right now she was the only one he had to rely on for this stuff, and luckily she was very open minded and always did whatever she could to help another person. Sure I can, she said as the coffee finished brewing. She made a cup for both of them, suited to their tastes, and brought it back over to the table. The warmth of the porcelain mug against her always cold hands was a welcome sensation, and while it was still quite hot she sipped at it. Just, um, let me know what you need? I have a bigger makeup collection than you'd expect, and if you'd be nervous buying girl's clothes I'm more than happy to try and figure out your sizes and buy some things for you. You're just a liiittle too tall to work with anything I already have.
Thread: What Are Friends For? [SelenaFF and Fantysma]

Sam grinned. Yeah, I figured that much. And helping me out would be great, although I'll help pay for the clothes. Don't want to make you do that. But honestly, I really do appreciate all of this. I've kept this bottled up for so long, so it's great to have someone to talk to about it. He picked up his coffee and took a sip. Ah. Perfect. He had already researched the sizes that he might need, and took out his phone to show them to Aria. He had planned on doing a bit of crossdressing, but now that he was somewhat out of the closet one person didn't really qualify as 'out of the closet,' but he wasn't too worried. I... er... did a bit of research on the sizes. I had planned on doing a bit of experimentation. So that'll make that easier. He looked pensive for a moment. But I also need a place to stay. Now that I lost my scholarship, I can't stay in the dorm. I know I've already asked a lot of you, so don't feel like you have to do anything more. I just need a place with cheap rent.
Thread: What Are Friends For? [SelenaFF and Fantysma]

Aria wasn't sure why she hadn't thought that he might have worked through the details already. Though it was new to her, none of this was new to him except acting on it. Her apartment wasn't small, but it didn't seem big enough to fit another person and all their things - though dorm living did make people cut down on the amount of things they brought along. She bit her lip as she thought about it hopefully that moment didn't seem hesitant, she didn't want to give that impression. The couch was free, she could offer him that, at least for the short term. She'd hate for him to have to sleep like that for a longer period of time, though. My couch is always free, she offered, wishing that there was more she could offer him here. It was oldish, she'd gone to school around the same time that her parents had moved so they'd offered her one that they'd had for a few years, but she found it comfy enough to pass out in at least a few nights every week. She glanced back at the bacon, figuring it would be about done either now or very soon. Having not yet sat back down, the trip back to the stove was quick - and affirmed her thoughts. She flicked the burner off, pushed the frying pan to the back element, and grabbed one of the plates from the white cupboard beside the fridge. Soon the bacon was out of the frying pan, with paper towel on top and under it to soak up the extra grease. Toast? She asked as she split the meat in to two vaguely even piles on the plate.
Thread: What Are Friends For? [SelenaFF and Fantysma]

Sam nodded, picking up a strip of bacon from one of the stacks. I figured you'd say that. But I won't stay here for long. Hopefully I can find a job or something, so I can pay for my own place. I still have some money left, but not enough for more than 4 rent payments. I'd rather find a steady job before I get a place. And toast sounds great. He finished his second strip of bacon, then looked at his friend again. Aria was probably the closest thing he had to a sister. Having been an only child, he had longed for some sort of friend that could be like a brother or sister when he was younger. Aria had been that person. Now she was helping him out again. He couldn't express his gratitude enough, but he figured she already knew how much this meant to him. If you need me to, I can help around the apartment. I need to do something to earn my keep while I'm here, he said after a minute or two.
Thread: What Are Friends For? [SelenaFF and Fantysma]

You'll figure things out, I'm sure, Aria said back to him as she popped a couple of pieces of bread in to the toaster. I can put your name in at my work? Fast food is shit but when you need money, it's better than nothing. She had been working at the same mediocre job since she had started college - lots of weekend and evening hours, but she did what she needed to do in order to keep school and rent paid for and food in her stomach. Her scholarship money covered school, but the rest was all on her. The toast popped and she put two more pieces in and then buttered the finished pieces. She had to tiptoe to reach the upper cupboard where her smaller plates were held bad planning, she admittedly wasn't the best at using dishes as expected in order to grab two of em. She leaned over his shoulder to place the top of the plates, the one bearing toast, on the table in front of him. She grabbed a piece of bacon after a moment of searching for the right piece the crispiest one and munched on it, not yet sitting down because her toast needed to finish and she hated sitting down and standing up again and that whole process. Don't worry about it, she said, shrugging. Buy some food once in a while and we can consider ourselves even, okay? She was speaking in a joking manner - he'd never owe her anything. He was her best friend since, well, forever basically. If positions were reversed, she was sure that Sam would do the same for her.
Thread: What Are Friends For? [SelenaFF and Fantysma]

It was Monday two days later, Sam was still living in Aria's apartment. Due to the lack of school, though, he had needed to find something to do. He couldn't just sit around on the couch all day and watch TV. That was what had lost his scholarship, in part the other half was his inability to turn in homework. So he decided to help clean. The place was already decently clean, but by the time Aria got Aria got home from school, the place was spotless. He figured he owed her this much, if not more, no matter how many times she said he didn't. He had cleaned and put away dishes, dusted, and vacuumed which had proven quite a problem, because he couldn't find the vacuum at first. Sam was sitting on the couch, playing a game on his phone as she walked through the door. Hey, Aria, he said. He was still feeling a bit awkward being here, but it was a bit better. Either way, Aria had told him before she left this morning that she'd run and get some new clothes on her way home. He had been waiting all day for this, though he didn't like to admit it. The two things he had told her to get were a pleated skirt and some bobby pins the rest was her choice. He had made sure that she had taken his money, whether she wanted to or not, because he felt it wouldn't be right to accept it if she had paid for it.
Thread: What Are Friends For? [SelenaFF and Fantysma]

Mondays were ugh-days. Not only did a weekend come to and end, but on more than one occasion Aria had to survive a full day of classes with more than a mild hangover. This Monday wasn't one of those Mondays, but that hadn't made eight straight hours of class any easier. She'd also gone ahead and offered to get Sam some new clothes - she wouldn't complain, as she was more than willing to help a friend out, but she definitely would not have made it through the day without the four or was it five? cups of coffee that had entered her system. Most of which were before ten am. She showed up back home and quarter after five with a bag from her favourite store in one hand and a bag of McDonalds in the other. The food bag was already empty, as she'd down the ten pack of nuggets on her way home from the mall, and she immediately tossed it in the trash beside the front door as she walked in. And then she froze. Her lips pursed together and her eyes scanned her livingkitchen area. It took a moment for her to place what was different - everything was clean. Sam's voice cut off her scrutinizing, though, and she offed her shoes on the plastic mat on the other side of the door. Hey! She finally responded after she'd taken note of everything that had changed - she'd offer him a thank you once she'd sat down. Aria had known from the start that he probably would make a point to keep the place tidy even though she said not too, but she appreciated it regardless. He was always such a sweetie, at least from her experience over the years. Taking a seat in the chair that was perpendicular to the couch, she leaned over the one arm and handed over the bag she carried after pulling a dress out of it. She'd got that for herself. It had what he asked of her - a black pleated skirt which was cute enough that she almost got one in a smaller size for her and some bobby pins, a white shirt that she thought would match it. Aria wasn't sure what sort of things Sam would like outside of that so she'd had to choose based off of what she would like a flowy red top, a medium length dress. She figured if he was down with skirts, that would be okay for her to add to the list. If he didn't like it she could return it, though. At the bottom of the bag was a tube of red lipstick for ifwhen he wanted to use it. You did an amazing job while I was gone, she said to him as she handed the bag off, and I hope this is okay? I wasn't sure what your tastes would be so let me know if anything sucks.
Thread: Naruto Next Generation

Please don't forget in any plans for the role play its 100 years after all of the original characters stories, so they are no longer among the living.
Thread: Things you don't think will be around in 10 years

I'll start us off with movie theaters.
Thread: Things you don't think will be around in 10 years

I agree - They're already starting to go out of business in Canada. Next Flip phones.
Thread: Things you don't think will be around in 10 years

Computers as we know them to be.....desktops especially. They're getting smaller and smaller, moving into the realm of hand-heldmobiletouch activated.
Thread: Things you don't think will be around in 10 years

Low end digital cameras. MP3 players.
Thread: Things you don't think will be around in 10 years

Me! Oh wait, you said NOT around...well, could be me. I did come with an expiration date. My guess CD's
Thread: Things you don't think will be around in 10 years

Humans.
Thread: Things you don't think will be around in 10 years

Blu-ray. I'm pretty sure we'll be having some new format soon enough. Who knows what it will be, but I imagine that it will be something different than a disc. Maybe a chip or something? MMORPGs, too. They already seem to be dying out, sadly, and in ten years I can't really see them still being around. Games with online features will still be around but I'm not sure that I see MMORPGs still being available.
Thread: Pixie's Romantic Torture (Celebstars & Roleplaymaster)

It was her first appearance on the show and Pixie had no idea how it would change her life. She had watched Never Mind The Buzzcocks before so knew everything about the show and she was excited to finally be able to appear on it. Entering her dressing room wearing a navy blue dress with a black collar the singer placed her leather brown back on the sofa which rested against the wall opposite the dresser which had a large mirror. Most of her belongings were inside, her make up, phone, diary and other little bits. There was a safe inside as the dressing rooms didn't have locks and she would have placed it inside but one of the studio workers called her as the show was about to start. Leaving the room, Pixie went in to the studio and sat on the panel of her team captain Noel and after a quick chat and catch up filming began. The show was fun, a lot of jokes were made at the expense of some artists but it was all in good nature. As the show moved along, they finally came to the identity parade. The game invited five members on stage and one of them used to be in a band or had some type of fame with music. I like this game! Pixie said to the host, holding her chin with her hand, her black nails standing out against her pale skin. Her lips had a touch of gloss giving them a shine and her eyes stood out with the eyeliner and eye shadow that she wore. When the give members appeared, Pixie's team captain urged her to go and touch them. Am I allowed? She replied, looking nervous although a hint of excitement couldn't be hidden. Yeah go squeeze their nips the captain told her, making the audience laugh and making Pixie give Noel a naughty look with a smile.
Thread: Pixie's Romantic Torture (Celebstars & Roleplaymaster)

Curtis Smith breathed in and out slowly, standing in a line with 4 other people that looked vaguely similar, but all still completely different. It was his first appearance ever on TV, and it was exhilarating. In a few short moments, he would be on a stage with six celebrities known for their comedy, singing, and other accomplishments. Out of all of them, he was most excited to see Pixie, as the boy had a small crush on her. Curtis was by far the youngest there at age 21, and one of the shortest. ..Remember, just be silent through the whole segment. Do not open your mouth, do not do anything that will embarrass yourselves or this show. The show's producer was telling them, giving them a lecture which made Curtis roll his eyes. There will be consequences if you don't behave The man warned them, making the boy nervous. 'Consequences? Like what? A fine? Jail time?' the long haired boy thought to himself, blowing things way out of proportion. Soon enough, the line-up received their cue to walk on stage. Curtis was number 5, the person right at the end. To the boy's delight, they were in the line for Pixie's team to analyse. Remembering the producer's warning, he stood completely still, trying not to make any movements or facial expressions. Each member of the line wore similar suits , with nice roses attached to each one. As they began to talk about the line, Pixie was urged to go and touch them, which sent Curtis' heart racing. She would be coming closer? He would be face to face with her? He could finally introduce himself as her biggest fan! Wait.. no, I'd get in trouble.. The boy had an inner conflict that did not show outwardly at all, and before he knew it, he saw Pixie approaching them.
Thread: Pixie's Romantic Torture (Celebstars & Roleplaymaster)

I'll join you taking her hand, the man walked around the desk, dragging her behind him. Walking in her heels, they clapped against the hard surface as they made their way to the first of the five. He looks cool doesn't he she said, now taking her hand away from Noel and starting to try and figure out who the man they were looking for was. I like his hat! Taking it off his head she placed it on top of her own head and put her hands on her hips, posing with a laugh. Popping it back on his head she moved to number two. Hmm...he doesn't look like he would be in a boy band. Putting a finger to her lips she eyed up him and down. Why not? The host interrupted. Well it's the beard he looks more like he should be in a biker gang or something. The audience laughed. Now number three has it going on. He looks confident. He could have been on stage. Yeah I think it is him! Clapping her hands together she was about to go back to her desk but her captain stopped her. Wait you haven't even looked at the rest yet! Turning back around, she went on to number four. Stretching her neck upwards, tilting her head back, she was amazed at his height. He is tall isn't he. What about five Pixie? The host shouted from his desk. He isn't even smiling, the rest smiled! Moving closer to him, she clapped her hands in front of him and waved them about but nothing seemed to get him to show an expression or emotion. Kiss him! Someone shouted. Laughing to herself, she leaned in and kissed his cheek, her gloss leaving a stain mark on his skin.
Thread: Pixie's Romantic Torture (Celebstars & Roleplaymaster)

Pixie slowly moved down the line, commenting on why each person couldn't have been the band member that her team was meant to be looking for. It would only be a few seconds until he was face to face with her... and then she began to move away. All his thoughts and dreams of even looking at her really close up suddenly were destroyed, but they were rebuilt when Noel suggested that she still look at the other two members. A sigh of relief left the boy, and thankfully the girl wasn't in front of him yet, as he was meant to be looking normal and casual. Finally, Pixie stood in front of him, and she complained about the boy not smiling. 'Oh no! I'm too serious for her! Quick.. Do something! Smile! Laugh! DO SOMETHING!' the boy silently panicked, wanting to impress this beautiful woman. As he panicked, she began to play around with his face, trying to make him smile, but in this stage he was too nervous to stop keeping a straight face. Embarrassingly, someone from the crowd shouted for her to kiss him, and the boy knew that would never happen... But it did. Before the boy could even register what was happening, he felt his cheeks touched by her soft hands, and her wet lips planting a gentle kiss on his cheek. He wanted to grin. Laugh. Cheer. Dance. But in his nervousness, he did the most corny thing he could think of. Reaching up to his chest, the boy removed the rose from his suit and offered it to her, almost as a silent thank you. -- Eventually, Noel and his team successfully identified their target, and the line was told to leave the stage. Once they were hidden from the audience, the unnamed producer congratulated them on behaving, and invited everyone to head backstage for some snacks before they had to leave. Making an excuse to go to the toilet, Curtis separated from the group. 'She kissed me! She actually kissed me! Her lips touched my cheek and it felt amazing!' The boy thought to himself, now openly grinning into the empty hallway. As he headed to the toilet, the young man found exactly what he had been looking for A dressing room, with the name 'Pixie Lott' labelled on the door. The name looked interchangeable, for when new guests appeared on the show. Making sure that no one was around to see him, Curtis entered the room. 'I want to be with her the rest of my life' The fan began to obsess over this woman, knowing that if he could find something to blackmail her with, she would be his forever. C'mon, where's a safe The boy muttered, as all her important stuff would be in there. Searching around, he eventually found it, but it was untouched. Where is your... phone? He questioned, pausing as he finally located her handbag. Searching through it, he found her phone at last. Yes! Let's see if she is as naughty as Noel thought she was earlier.. does she have any nudes? The boy asked aloud. As he began to swipe the phone, the knob of the dressing room door began to open. 'SHIT' the boy thought, placing the phone back where he found it, and standing awkwardly near the dressing room table, waiting for the intruder to walk inside while he thought up an excuse.
Thread: Pixie's Romantic Torture (Celebstars & Roleplaymaster)

As she pulled back from the kiss, Pixie bit her bottom lip and felt embarrassed. There was still nothing on his face. Oh my god! She said, but then she saw the man take the the rose clipped on his suit and offer it to her. Awwwwww the singer moaned taking it from his hand and holding it. You have got an admirer Pixie! The host laughed. Pixie and Noel returned to their seats and the show continued with them correctly guessing that number three was the correct person they were looking for. Once the show was wrapped up, Pixie was backstage in the corridor still holding the rose in her hand. Her legs looked so elegant and smooth in the dress she wore, they were definitely one of her best features. Stroking her shoulder length hair behind her left ear, she walked to her dressing room, turning the door knob before entering. Seeing the same man who she had kissed inside startled her and made her look confused. Umm...Hi? What are you doing in here? She asked, one hand went on her hip, her stance making her bend her knee and stick her other hip out. In the spare hand were the rose was being held, her fingers twirled it around, spinning it. Are you lost or something?
Thread: Pixie's Romantic Torture (Celebstars & Roleplaymaster)

It was Pixie, and Curtis was silently relieved. The excuse he had been creating was mostly aimed at Pixie which would make sense, due to him being in her room. U-Um, hi! The fan greeted her, noticing her confused look. I didn't get to um.. introduce myself. My name is Curtis He told her, offering her a hand to shake. A little self conscious that she would just leave him hanging, the hand dropped back to his side. The boy smiled slightly as he noticed the rose in her fingers. You kept my rose... I half expected you to throw it out Curtis confessed. As she still seemed curious as to what was happening, he cut to the chase. I um.. I've never been good with girls, if I'm totally honest. I'm shy.. I'm quiet.. Anyway, I've never been kissed before, and when you kissed me, it felt really nice he admitted. Would you uh.. c-consider going on a date with me? the offer came in a bit of a stutter, but his eyes were hopeful. Remembering that she had a boyfriend, he quickly followed it up by saying Just as a thank you. No actual intent behind it, I just want to buy you dinner the boy explained. Curtis was a lot more vocal than he had been on stage, mainly due to stage-fright and the fact that he thought he'd get in trouble if he so much as moved. Since that moment, he had put on his rectangular glasses, which gave him a completely different, and cuter look. Please just say yes. It would mean everything to me if I could just do this one thing for you.