BASIL CHOI ♦ Public Relations
LOCATION: His Dormroom ♦ OUTFIT: Clicky
SPEECH: #c8a2c8 ♦ THOUGHT: Italic #c8a2c8
LOCATION: His Dormroom ♦ OUTFIT: Clicky
SPEECH: #c8a2c8 ♦ THOUGHT: Italic #c8a2c8
Wearing one of his most favorate set of pajamas, this kid was going crazy in the middle of the day. In his dorm-house, the music was blasting loudly and he was just dancing in the middle of his couch, imitating the dance to HER by Block B. Air guitar was a general theme throughout this whole song, while not just the song was blasting, but so was his voice as Basil sang along it. It was a total celebration and he couldn't just contain it!
Tossing his head side to side, letting his hair dance in the air along with himself. His computer was on and on the screen was the email from Juliard, them saying that they are expecting him in the end of the summer. Basil had worked hard for this so long, and all of his hard work was starting to pay off. Of course, there were his family who knew absolutely nothing about this, and he didn't know how to serve this to any of them - even if they opposed, this young man wasn't going to come back to this island after the summer and was going to do what he had always dreamt of. Even Kinjaz had discovered his channel and had contacted him through his secret instagram, which was connected to the youtube channel with his original choreographies to songs and some cover dances; and now they wanted to meet up with him to work on a video with him.
On top of his lungs, he sang along: "MWO HANA PPAJIMEOBSI YEPPEUGUNA... HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! UH EOANI BEONGBEONGHAE!" Hopping off of his couch, with overflowing enthusiasm Basil slid the door of his little porch and continued dancing, turning in one spot and spreading his hands as if he was an airplane. Suddenly stopping, panting, then continued to sing, using a teddy-bear as a microphone: "HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! NEO MALGON JEONBU PYEONGNEOMHAE!" During the rap, he started moving his hips in every possible way, and rocking along it.
Basil planned to party his fulles the next day, and get extremely drunk, and miss the important exam, because he wasn't going to come back to this place anymore. For a mere moment, before the next song started, which was also by the same group, he stopped again and just stood there, on his porch' doorway, holding onto the toy with eyes closed and just grinned to the fullest. With a little delay, he wasn't this crazy in dancing as he was before, but much more cool and had tons of swag to himself, following this song's signature dance. : "Uh, shall we dance," he yelled out and continued to go nuts, with no plans of stopping on his dance session with himself, but as he looks outside, he sees couple of other people whom had joined him on this little dance-party and Basil just grins. One of the Korean students, started to yell along with him, when next song rolled in and they matched their moves in a perfect flow: "OKEY DOKEY YO!" Some people were giving them looks, some shook their heads and some other joined in on this craziness, where most of them were still wearing their pajamas. Seeing of how he managed to create a spontaneous, impromtu mid-day dance-party, Basil yelled out: "OH HELL YEAH!!!!!"
Tossing his head side to side, letting his hair dance in the air along with himself. His computer was on and on the screen was the email from Juliard, them saying that they are expecting him in the end of the summer. Basil had worked hard for this so long, and all of his hard work was starting to pay off. Of course, there were his family who knew absolutely nothing about this, and he didn't know how to serve this to any of them - even if they opposed, this young man wasn't going to come back to this island after the summer and was going to do what he had always dreamt of. Even Kinjaz had discovered his channel and had contacted him through his secret instagram, which was connected to the youtube channel with his original choreographies to songs and some cover dances; and now they wanted to meet up with him to work on a video with him.
On top of his lungs, he sang along: "MWO HANA PPAJIMEOBSI YEPPEUGUNA... HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! UH EOANI BEONGBEONGHAE!" Hopping off of his couch, with overflowing enthusiasm Basil slid the door of his little porch and continued dancing, turning in one spot and spreading his hands as if he was an airplane. Suddenly stopping, panting, then continued to sing, using a teddy-bear as a microphone: "HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! NEO MALGON JEONBU PYEONGNEOMHAE!" During the rap, he started moving his hips in every possible way, and rocking along it.
Basil planned to party his fulles the next day, and get extremely drunk, and miss the important exam, because he wasn't going to come back to this place anymore. For a mere moment, before the next song started, which was also by the same group, he stopped again and just stood there, on his porch' doorway, holding onto the toy with eyes closed and just grinned to the fullest. With a little delay, he wasn't this crazy in dancing as he was before, but much more cool and had tons of swag to himself, following this song's signature dance. : "Uh, shall we dance," he yelled out and continued to go nuts, with no plans of stopping on his dance session with himself, but as he looks outside, he sees couple of other people whom had joined him on this little dance-party and Basil just grins. One of the Korean students, started to yell along with him, when next song rolled in and they matched their moves in a perfect flow: "OKEY DOKEY YO!" Some people were giving them looks, some shook their heads and some other joined in on this craziness, where most of them were still wearing their pajamas. Seeing of how he managed to create a spontaneous, impromtu mid-day dance-party, Basil yelled out: "OH HELL YEAH!!!!!"
[OOC:] "Every bit of you is pretty... Her! UhUh! Her! UhUh! Her! UhUh! Uh I can't talk. /-/ Her! UhUh! Her! UhUh! Her! UhUh! Except for you, everyone is so plain!"
ADRIAN L. PARK ♦ Criminal Justice
LOCATION: Bobby's Dorm ♦ OUTFIT: Clicky
SPEECH: #AB0505 ♦ THOUGHT: Italic #AB0505
LOCATION: Bobby's Dorm ♦ OUTFIT: Clicky
SPEECH: #AB0505 ♦ THOUGHT: Italic #AB0505
Aside from everything that was going on at that time, something had changed within Adrian past couple of weeks. Him and his so called boyfriend lived in different sides of the world, god only knows if they were going to keep in contact throughout the summer - even if Bobby kept repeating that he would stay in touch. The boy had a job settled up for him, an internship in local homicide department and he couldn't wait for it! This was going to be something extremely important for him, and if it meant to cut off the current relationship, Adrian was going to do so. Yes, he was in love with the jock, but he started to realize his own value through how he was treated. How long was he going to played as fool? If anything, a plan had started to form in his mind - step by step. With this upcoming summer, he was going to break up with Bobby when he had gotten back home. Doing so face to face was going to be intense and extremely hard, mostly he was afraid of the older one to talk him into remaining in this painful relationship, which in the end was solely staying on the passionate, nearly angry sex and his own love towards the one that was taking great pleasure in using him. Sadly, the last part hasn't been realized by Adrian as of yet.
Walking through the campus, holding onto a folder with yet another homework, while the other hand was in his black pants' front pocket. It was a rather hot day, and strangely enough he was actually waiting for the party the next day, even if he wasn't much of a party person and preferred much quieter place to be in. Tired from staying up late, but he didn't feel any guilt solely on the fact that he had enjoyed those couple of hours watching Basil dance and have casual conversation that didin't end up in a fight or another argument. Sure, there had been couple of beers... or more involved, and there might be a small hangover in play, but even then he wanted all of this to be over with.
Reaching to Bobby's dorm-house, he reached his hand out to knock, but the door opened and an islander, who also happened to attend Farali University brushed past him. Adrian turned around and looked as the young woman walked away, hair messy and it looked as if she had been in a hurry to get dressed. This had never happened before. He knew, oh he knew very well about all these rumors, gossip and talk circling around in the uni, but Bobby had always talked him into not believing any of these. That 'it is just a cover-up story' to hide his true sexuality, but something clicked in Adrian once more and he knew that this visit wasn't going to end up in intercourse as it had become custom for them both.
Turning around, he took a breath of courage and walked inside, seeing his 'man' laying in bed and under the covers, naked. Whole room smelled like sex and semen, and Adrian made disgusted face without hiding it. "Here," he simply stated, placing the folder on the lamb-skin on a chair, "I finished the final piece. Read this and I am sure you will nail the exam." Ready to leave the dorm, he noticed how Bobby patted the empty spot beside him, grinning. "No, don't give in. Be patient. Be strong. Think about yourself first, just like your psychiatrist told you. You can do this, Adrian," then he shook his head and nodded towards the door, "gotta bail. Have much work to do in the lab still. We will have to talk about this 'rumor' later that just walked out of here." Without any other word, Adrian just walked out and slammed the door close behind him, feeling how the panic attack was starting to swallow him whole. "Shit," he mumbled, "shit, shit, shit, shit..." Before Bobby could catch up to him, Adrian hurried away from there and headed towards the secret place about which only him and Way knew about so far. He needed peace, he needed to calm himself down before he was going to get worse.
Reaching down to the secret spot, although it took a bit of a hiking and getting his clean pants tiny bit dirty, he managed to reach it safely. With hurried, anxious motion Adrian managed to find the extra bottle of medicine he had hidden some time ago - only because he frequented this place a lot lately and swallowed the pills, then finally laying down onto this soft pillow of grass and flowers, letting the tears fall down. How come he had been this stupid all this long? How come had he let this asshole play him?
Walking through the campus, holding onto a folder with yet another homework, while the other hand was in his black pants' front pocket. It was a rather hot day, and strangely enough he was actually waiting for the party the next day, even if he wasn't much of a party person and preferred much quieter place to be in. Tired from staying up late, but he didn't feel any guilt solely on the fact that he had enjoyed those couple of hours watching Basil dance and have casual conversation that didin't end up in a fight or another argument. Sure, there had been couple of beers... or more involved, and there might be a small hangover in play, but even then he wanted all of this to be over with.
Reaching to Bobby's dorm-house, he reached his hand out to knock, but the door opened and an islander, who also happened to attend Farali University brushed past him. Adrian turned around and looked as the young woman walked away, hair messy and it looked as if she had been in a hurry to get dressed. This had never happened before. He knew, oh he knew very well about all these rumors, gossip and talk circling around in the uni, but Bobby had always talked him into not believing any of these. That 'it is just a cover-up story' to hide his true sexuality, but something clicked in Adrian once more and he knew that this visit wasn't going to end up in intercourse as it had become custom for them both.
Turning around, he took a breath of courage and walked inside, seeing his 'man' laying in bed and under the covers, naked. Whole room smelled like sex and semen, and Adrian made disgusted face without hiding it. "Here," he simply stated, placing the folder on the lamb-skin on a chair, "I finished the final piece. Read this and I am sure you will nail the exam." Ready to leave the dorm, he noticed how Bobby patted the empty spot beside him, grinning. "No, don't give in. Be patient. Be strong. Think about yourself first, just like your psychiatrist told you. You can do this, Adrian," then he shook his head and nodded towards the door, "gotta bail. Have much work to do in the lab still. We will have to talk about this 'rumor' later that just walked out of here." Without any other word, Adrian just walked out and slammed the door close behind him, feeling how the panic attack was starting to swallow him whole. "Shit," he mumbled, "shit, shit, shit, shit..." Before Bobby could catch up to him, Adrian hurried away from there and headed towards the secret place about which only him and Way knew about so far. He needed peace, he needed to calm himself down before he was going to get worse.
Reaching down to the secret spot, although it took a bit of a hiking and getting his clean pants tiny bit dirty, he managed to reach it safely. With hurried, anxious motion Adrian managed to find the extra bottle of medicine he had hidden some time ago - only because he frequented this place a lot lately and swallowed the pills, then finally laying down onto this soft pillow of grass and flowers, letting the tears fall down. How come he had been this stupid all this long? How come had he let this asshole play him?