[Provisional RPG] Wasted [PG-13]

ILoveHarry · Admiral Joined: 14 Jan 2004 Posts: 7909 Location: Houston

Taking the bait, She drops from her perch and onto Tick. She punches him hard in the arm. "Oh so drummers aren't musicians then? You'll be regretting that statement. Besides, I play piano too. Quite well I might add."

madlilnerd · **Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:24 pm**

Babydoll glanced at her watch. Her hand was shaking violently. She stood up adbruptly and grabbed her bag, turning to leave.

Captain Dappet · **Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:27 pm**

Noticing Babydolls abrupt and sudden movement, Tick turned in her direction and sat up.
"Oi!" he shouted after her "Where are you going?"

madlilnerd · **Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:28 pm**

"Er, um, I, I have to get back to my hotel room... my mum said something about calling me tonight..." She lied, clutching her bag. "I'll see you lot around."

Captain Dappet · **Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:31 pm**

"Your mum...?" Tick raised an eyebrow. "Alright, suit yourself. If you want to talk to old people on the phone rather than be with us, that's fine with me" he explained and paused. "But you're *beep* crazy"

madlilnerd · **Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:32 pm**

"If I don't ring her, then she'll be mad. It's not my fault she's a cranky bitch." She strode out, slamming the door.

ILoveHarry · Admiral Joined: 14 Jan 2004 Posts: 7909 Location: Houston

"See ya," She calls. "Oh, and stop by my room if you want to come along tonight." She turns her attention back to Tick, and places a knee on either side of his abdomen so that she is straddeling him. "So what was it you were saying about my not being a musician?"

Captain Dappet · **Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:36 pm**

"Aw, come on, like you haven't heard that before?" he exclaimed, looking up at her. "Ya'know, the joke. 'What do you call people who hang out with musicians? Drummers!'" Tick smiled broadly, showing off his yellowish teeth.

madlilnerd · **Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:39 pm**

Babydoll half walked, half trotted up the busy New York street, turning off at an alleyway littered with fast food wrappers and beer cans. A man stood their, grey tracksuit covered in stains.
"You're late", he said.
"Hey, it's not my fault, I got held up."
"How much do you want?"
"I'm cutting down, okay? Half of what you gave me last time." She handed over a $20 bill and he pressed a small plastic bag of white power into hers. She turned to leave.
"Bye Teddy."
Babydoll shuddered, and left for her hotel room.

ILoveHarry · Admiral Joined: 14 Jan 2004 Posts: 7909 Location: Houston

She punches him again, but this time lighter and with a hint of a smile. "Oh sure. I'm not important at all, am I? I only keep the rythem. The rythem is the heartbeat of the entire song."

Captain Dappet · **Tue Aug 29, 2006 4:57 pm**

"Typical drummer-talk, trying to save the last shred of prestige they've got" he said, shaking his head and smiling broadly all the time.

ILoveHarry · Admiral Joined: 14 Jan 2004 Posts: 7909 Location: Houston

"Uh-Huh." She begins drumming a soft beat on his chest. "YOu'd be lost without me and you know it."

madlilnerd · **Tue Aug 29, 2006 5:03 pm**

Shaking as she did so, Babydoll laid out the coke on her hotel desk, tapping it into lines with her credit card. She began to cry softly, tears rolling down her cheek. She didn't want to do this anymore, she didn't want to be like this. Sobbing, she slumped back, the lines untouched. The phone rang and she picked up.
"Mum?.... yeah, mum, I'm fine..."
She sat up and ran her hand through her damp hair, staring at the lines.
"Mum, I don't think I can do this anymore........ I think I need to come back to England........... You're probably right, I haven't had any proper fun in ages................. Look, I think I might hit the town tonight, one of my band members said something about a party............ I'll be fine. I love you, you know that, right?....... yeah, you can phone again tomorrow......... bye mum."
She hung up and looked out the window at the still busy street below. New York truly was the city that never sleeps.

Sam Kenobi · **Tue Aug 29, 2006 7:23 pm**

Dane comes back from the toilet to find the two flirting again, rolls his eyes, and turns to leave. "I'm out." He leaves.

ILoveHarry · Admiral Joined: 14 Jan 2004 Posts: 7909 Location: Houston

"Later, Bobo," She calls after him.

Captain Dappet · **Sat Sep 02, 2006 9:18 am**

"*beep* wanker..." Tick mumbled as Dane left. "He really is, isn't he?"

ILoveHarry · Admiral Joined: 14 Jan 2004 Posts: 7909 Location: Houston

B shrugs, "he's not so bad," she replies still watching Dane as he walks down the corridor. "At least he thinks I'm a real musician," she adds, turning her attention back to Tick.

Captain Dappet · **Mon Sep 04, 2006 1:19 pm**

Tick raised his eyebrow "Does he now? Since *beep* when?" he said, and grinned.

ILoveHarry · Admiral Joined: 14 Jan 2004 Posts: 7909 Location: Houston

She rolls her eyes. "Now you're just egging me on. I think you like the idea of a girl trying to fight you."

Captain Dappet · **Tue Oct 03, 2006 12:28 pm**

"That could be" he said, grinning "So anyway...this party, where's it at?"

ILoveHarry · Admiral Joined: 14 Jan 2004 Posts: 7909 Location: Houston

"Catbirds. In the village," she replies as she swings her feet to the floor. "I'll probably head over sometime after eleven."

Captain Dappet · **Tue Oct 03, 2006 12:39 pm**

"I see. I hope you realize I'll tag along, and then leave you to your own sad, gruesome fate, once we get there" he said, and lighted yet another cigarette.

ILoveHarry · Admiral Joined: 14 Jan 2004 Posts: 7909 Location: Houston

She snickers. "Tick, surely by now you've been to enough parties with me to realize my fate at them is never sad nor grusome." She takes the cigarette from his mouth, and helps herself to a long drag from it beofre replacing it between his lips.

Captain Dappet · **Tue Oct 03, 2006 2:37 pm**

"Oh yeah?" he sneers at her and keeps silent, grinning. He shakes his head.

ILoveHarry · Admiral Joined: 14 Jan 2004 Posts: 7909 Location: Houston

"Yeah," Biancca replies simply. "I'm outta here," she says standing. "Come by my room if you wanna tag along, but if you're not there by the time I'm ready to go, I'm leaving without you. Maybe you should stay here a bit longer. Work on that new riff. You were off." She stuffs her belongings in her bag, slings it over her shoulder and leaves the room. She walks to the front desk and asks the secretary to ring her driver. A short while later the town car pulls to the front of the building. B waves her hand to the driver, a signal to let him know she'll get the door herself. She slides into the backseat. "The hotel," she says tiredly. The car pulls away from the recording studio and onto the busy street. Biancca rubs her eyes as she leans back against the backseat. She's happy not to have been greeted by a gang of fans hoping for autographs and photographs. Sometimes being, 'Stix,' was just...overwhelming, and she was grateful for the times she was just, 'Biancca.'