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Mar. 5th, 2014


[info]original_snake

Who: Andrew and Trystan
What: IDEK - being them
Where: Andrew's Winter Palace
When: January
Warnings/Rating: M (mentions of drug use, swearing)

Welcome to the New Year )

Jul. 30th, 2013


[info]original_snake

Who: Andrew and Trystan
What: Trystan's Overdose
When: June 6 - just backdated a little
Where: The hospital
Rating/Warnings: Language, talk of drug use

You are only coming through in waves, your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child, I had a fever,
My hands felt just like two balloons,
Now I've got this feeling once again,
I can't explain it, you would not understand,
This is not how I am. )

Feb. 22nd, 2013


[info]original_snake

Who: Andrew and Trystan
What: Exploring Winter Palace
Where: Andrew’s House
When: Feb 1st
Rating/Warnings: Language, drug references

I'll make the most of all the sadness, You'll be a bitch because you can, You try to hit me just to hurt me, So you leave me feeling dirty, 'Coz you can't understand )

Dec. 12th, 2012

[info]ex_forgeries811

Who: Joseph and Trystan
What: Sightseeing
Where: Neon Museum
When: Recently
Warnings/Rating: Nope

Plucking the devastated cardstock from the cop's fingers, Trystan inspected the ticket with a vacant expression -- that grin still ghosting his lips. )

Sep. 3rd, 2012


[info]original_snake

Who: Andrew and Trystan
What: Andrew picks up Trystan at the Bellagio
When: After this.
Where: Outside the Bellagio, and then the Wynn.
Rating: TBA
Status: In Progress

I don't want to be the one the battles always choose,
Cause inside I realize that I'm the one confused )

Aug. 24th, 2012

[info]awerething

Who: Seven & Tryst
What: Goods and services
Where: A joyride around town
When: Early morning
Warnings/Rating: Drugs and language


"You pick up the wrong trick, walk into the wrong man’s hotel room, and see how long it takes for you to wind up with your pretty little face all cut up and plastered over the evening news." )

Jul. 22nd, 2012


[info]chenille

Who: Trystan Chenille // The Caterpillar
What: Memories Plot
Where: Cheap motel sheets
Things to avoid: Nothing~



There was a heavy heat lying next to him in sheets that were bleached and starched to a papercrisp discomfort. In the light of streetlamps lining the off-road that had led the guilty pair to their destination, Trystan had lit a cigarette after offering one in vain -- the embers illuminating his ghastly face to an orange the colour of sin.

It felt, at first, like too much tobacco did -- back in the old days when he inhaled too fast and didn't know any better. But that was impossible, and after a cigarette more and vertigo's refusal to subside, he rolled over, pressing skeletal fingers into the man's fleshy, gluttonous side.

A hitch in his voice allowed it more severity than usual.

"Get out."

It was met with confusion, a superseding argument, and money (twenty too little) thrown onto that dirty bed. His head crashed to the pillow just as soon as the door slammed shut, and in the spinning and displacement of this sudden onset of dysphoria he breathed

only breathed.