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SPEED!!!!!!!!!!! ([info]crankit) wrote in [info]forgotten_gods,
@ 2009-05-14 19:27:00

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Entry tags:marijuana, shrooms, speed

WHO: Speed, Marijuana, Tracer, Davis Holmes [NPC]
WHAT: Meeting the new boytoy
WHEN: Friday Evening
WHERE: The Highway

Speed had spent the whole day pacing the Highway nervously. This was his first date in 3 years. 3 years since he'd first met DJ. Now here he was, in a new city with a new mortal. He wasn't sure yet, but Davis seemed different. At the very least he hadn't called him a bitch or a whore yet and all the pain he had inflicted was welcome. He couldn't help but feel some guilt at leaving home, leaving Tracer and Harmony if only for the night. If his mortals were addicted to him, then he was definitely addicted to the ones he got close to.
With an hour to spare, he jumped into the shower and dressed. He wore his thightest black jeans that he had to struggle to pull on and an electric blue shirt that was just as tight. His dirty black vans curled under him on the couch as he waited to hear the sounds of a nearing motorcycle. His wet hair flopped in front of his eyes.



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[info]upinsmoke
2009-05-14 11:45 pm UTC (link)
Marijuana whistled a soft tune as he came up the stairs, back from deliveries and looking rather sharp himself; wearing a light gray dress shirt and slightly tight black jeans as he opened the apartment door. Smiling at Speed, he noticed that his brother looked quite desirable but Heroin was coming over after this to help him lock up before they started their weekend vacation and that was all he needed to keep his mind off Speed's tight clothes.

"'Sup, lil bro?" He asked with a sweet smile. "You look good. Nervous?" Marijuana asked as he crossed the living room to the vault, spinning the lock open and shoving a wad of cash and two guns inside before closing the door and leaning back against it, considering. Really, he had only wanted to meet this 'date' to toke with him, to see into his mind and see if he could be violent toward his little brother like DJ had.

If not? Well, Marijuana would be happy for his little brother and push down the slight twinge of jealousy. And if this Davis had an overly violent nature? Well. Marijuana would deal with him.

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[info]egodeath
2009-05-15 08:06 pm UTC (link)
Tracer had been thinking too much - the fire hadn't burnt out the mold like he'd wanted it to, but it had give him a focus. Given him a new way to think about things - and things were changing, but now he thought he had a better idea of why. Of where they were going.

He wanted to spend the night out with his sister - under the stars, feeling the cool of the air and able to touch the Universe. He thought that together they could find the answer.

But first he was going to meet this new mortal of Speed's. He wanted it to be safe. For this mortal to be good for him, and able to really worship him, because he needed at least one of his two now most important brothers to be healed.

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[info]crankit
2009-05-16 11:41 am UTC (link)
Speed looked up at his brothers, giving them a weak smile. He was still weak from the rehab takedown and honestly, still hurt from Mari leaving them, if not physically. "Nervous." he repeated with a nod and a sigh. He pushed his hair our of his eyes, running his fingers through it. Suddenly he felt Davis's presence nearing, only a few minutes away. "He's almost here!" Jumping up, he almost tripped over his feet in his haste. "Sh- should we meet him downstairs ofr should bring up here?" he squeaked, wringing his hands anxiously, looking back and forth between them. "How do I look?" he asked while pulling at his shirt the rode up to show a sliver of pale skin. He could here the motorclye now and was sure to feel his phone vibrate at Davis's call soon.

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