There’s a wall in our theater. What’s @allytheatrecompany up to? Tickets to #thewarboys online st www.joesmovement.org (at Joe's Movement Emporium) https://www.instagram.com/p/B06f4lXBMSx/?igshid=12bmeg01bn5nm
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There’s a wall in our theater. What’s @allytheatrecompany up to? Tickets to #thewarboys online st www.joesmovement.org (at Joe's Movement Emporium) https://www.instagram.com/p/B06f4lXBMSx/?igshid=12bmeg01bn5nm
"Well I remember. The only thing that felt better than when you put your hand on me, was when I put my hand on you." -The War Boys, (2009)
Bad Boys Are More Fun|| Closed
Lake had always been the quiet one. He wasn't loud or insane, and he rarely ever partied. He hated being in the limelight, and would much rather be inside reading a book than at a party.
So he wasn't really sure why he agreed to go to this house party in the first place. Probably because his twin wanted to go, and they always did everything together. But this time around he had had enough, getting drinks spilled on him and people hitting on him until he was close to a panic attack. Sending a quick text to his brother he turned on his heel, moving out to the sidewalk and starting the long walk back to his house. Of course he could have called for the family limo, but this was just more his style.
He tucked his hands into his pockets, huddling against himself as he shivered. It was a lot colder than he expected it to be, but he figured he was too close now to justify calling a car. So he continued on, teeth chattering as he tried to move a little faster, getting a creepy feeling about being alone at this time of night.
~casually places url down before jumping off a cliff~
Drop a URL in my inbox and I'll tell you what I think of them
I've never had the chance to rp with you from what I can remember, your charcter idea such as the war boys, is pretty damn badass as I can see, it's damn awesome.
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Hi there!
closed rp with thewarboys
Desert sat at the kitchen table, clenching and unclenching her hands things had been surprisingly quiet now. she sighed, finally standing up. she poked her head into the living room, her eyes wide. "is there any butts that need to be kicked? if not, is there anything that needs fixed? i just.. i need to do something with my hands." she chuckled sheepishly.
Visiting Peace || Peace & Maxi
Maxi had set up the guest room as soon as Peace texted him he would be coming that week. He knew James might be mad, but at this stage James was mad about everything. Maxwell wanted to see Peace. He had missed him, and something about a baby makes you want to be close to your friends. Waiting the afternoon, he sat on the couch reading over his notes for court the next day.
"Hello there, handsome." Peace walks up, nonchalantly. "What brings you to my part of the pasture?"
"Ummm well…" Maxi smiled. "I was wandering. This is my lunch hour, but I wasn’t exactly hungry today. Did I interrupt anything?"