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If you could remember every single thing that went down while you were drunk, would you? Or is it going to be so horrifying all you'd want to do is dig up a hole and hide?

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Introduction

No Regrets
Don't let them torture you with the memories of your past

Image Warning: may contain MILD adult content.

Disclaimer: All parts to this RP will follow all
current rules of Roleplay Gateway.
Substance abuse and swearing may
be involved, so if this bothers you,
I do not suggest continuing reading.

Rules must be read before or after
joining this RP, and your character
will be denied if the secret word
is not present in the CS

Now... on with the RP.


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First shot.
Second shot.

Third shot.
And on...
And on..

And on.


'Loud music, dancing til' it hurts, drinking until you puke; that's what college is about, isn't it? I mean, besides all the homework and classes, that's all anyone really does around here (except for those who are lame enough to lock themselves in their dorms all day). But with all these people cramped up in this small frat house with all the dancing and drinking, something's bound to happen; whether you wind up in someone else's bed you were totally not expecting, stripping down to bare skin and running down the street with flailing arms, or even picking fights with other drunks on the streets. No matter what, there's always going to be those rumours flying around; whether they're true, or a down-right lie.


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Taking place in...

Baylor University our primary setting

A large university fit for no specific career training. Located in Washington, of America. The weather easily ranges from sun, to snow, to pouring rain. Though usually stays around 15 degrees.

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Ouch!

Erica gasped as she stubbed her toe at the edge of her bed. “Where are those shorts!?” She rushed around her room like a tornado, leaving huge piles of clothes in her path. In general, Erica was a tidy girl, always keeping her room in order, but even with the floors completely cleared off; Erica still managed to lose anything and everything (which usually resulted in a huge mess). She pulled out all of her other shorts from her bottom drawer and dumped them all on the floor. White shorts, gray shorts, blue shorts, but no black shorts! “You have GOT to be kidding me.” She was already going to be late, and now the case of the missing shorts would just hold her back even longer. After searching every drawer and hiding spot she could think of, Erica pulled open her covers from her bed. There, lying in an untidy heap was her black shorts crumpled together with a few socks, underwear, and a couple of shirts she had just returned back from the mini laundry-station downstairs with. She quickly snatched the shorts and pulled them on, since she was already pants less running around the room.

Her hair was in messy waves and she wore a loose tank with summer-ish sandals, which was silly because it was only spring (though the weather was already quite nice). Erica quickly ran out of her room. A few people were still here and getting ready, but majority of the girls had already left. She waved to the others and began her walk towards the house that was holding the party.

The music was loud, echoing out the windows and down where she had come from. When she opened the door, an already-drunk guy fell through, just missing her. Who would be stupid enough to get drunk this early into a party, you’d be huddled over the toilet or passed out somewhere while your other friends were still having a good time; Stupid people. Erica left the boy laying out there and squeezed through the crowds of people until she found where her group of friends stood.

“Took you long enough!” They laughed. “Yeah, had a few wardrobe-related difficulties.” She sighed.

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 “ ((Ignore this post. I accidently posted this somehow a few days ago, as well as the one above, so I edited my real post in there.)) ”

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Mini was wondering around the house searching for clothes to wear, luckily she came across a pair of high waited denim shorts and a black top that was cut just above her ribs with the Chanel symbol on it. She wore her black lita platform boots that she could hardly walk in but that didn't matter as long as he looked good. Mini was about to walk out of the house until the mirror in her hallway stopped her, she looked in the mirror fixing her appearence and hair "I look so fat" she muttered to herself. Mini forced herself not to get changed again and head out the door got a taxi to the house party.

When Mini reached the house party she walked to the door and strutted with her head held high and entered the house. She already noticed that half the people there were drunk "Already?" she asked herself. She saw a group of boys by the stairway "Hi boys" she said with a cheesey grin as she walked past them flicking her long lucious chestnut brown hair. Mini was just genuinely hated for her vain attitude but she didn't care she was being herself and to her, thats all that mattered.

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Nelliel's attire

"Won't be home early mom xo, Nel", After seeing the words Message Sent, Nelliel Erizawa locked her phone and stuffed it in her guitar-shaped bag. The bag was one of her old successful designs. Compared to all the bag she had sewn, it was no doubt her favorite. She liked its design and she already got lots of orders to reproduce it. She had actually been shopping at the mall, looking for new cloths that would be perfect for her new creation when she received Erica's text. Eri (as what she's used to calling her childhood friend) was reminding her of the party invitation in one of her friend's house.

Being the curious person that she is-after all its been a while since she saw Erica, she decided that she might as well attend the party. Her search had been boring and futile, after all she already got a copy of every single cloth the shops in there sells. Thinking that it will be better if she order online, or directly at the manufacturer, she started walking towards the parking area. It would be the first time that she'd attend one of those parties Erica seemed to be fond of. She had heard a lot, whenever they had the chance to meet and reconcile, and from Eri's stories those parties looked interesting.

She then hurriedly entered the first wash room that she saw. Noting the time, she took out her makeup kit and tried to make herself a little presentable. She didn't think she'd have enough time to go home and change. She's also sure her mom will wonder if she sees her at home, so she'd have to put up with her current outfit.
When she was done retouching her makeup, she straightened the imaginary wrinkles on her dress and continued walking to her car. At the rate she's going, she'll surely be late to the party.

Thirty minutes later, she saw finally saw the road that leads to Eri's house. They still live here! Following the emailed directions closely, she then did a U-turn on the corner and found herself in front of a typical rich house. "This is it, Nel!" She thought, gathering her confidence and smiling brightly at no one in particular after she neatly parked her car on one of the vacant spaces.

She got out of her red Porsche and went to the door. Noticing a passed out boy in the ground, Nelliel debated if she should help him or not. He looked really drunk and kinda uncomfortable on the floor. She let out a sigh, when her good conscience took over her, and lightly tapped him on the shoulder. She tried tapping him harder but he didn't react. When she got no response, the red-haired girl decided to pull him up and placed him, with obvious difficulty, slouching near a bush. "There at least you're not sleeping on the sidewalk." Nelliel stated, a small smile present in her face staring at his form.

Looking back at the door, she suddenly felt more anxious than she did moments ago. She took hold of the knob and twisted it open. When she entered the house, the first thing that she noticed was the number of half-drunk or already drunk people. She tried smiling to some of those that looked at her but she still focused on finding her friend. "Erica! Where are you?" She tried to shout over the noisy throng when she didn't find her. She already sent the girl a message prior and Nelliel really hoped she can read it soon.

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Lewis stared at the room for the hundredth time and sighed again with disgust. This was the part of the job he hated. He hated deceiving people but also knew this step was very necessary. He went back to pouring the cheap alcohol in to the the expensive bottles. At times he wondered whether he was called to pour drinks due to his extensive collection of empty bottles which were reused every time. Someone notified him that the kegs had been placed in the house not that he cared about kegs as it didn't involve him, it just meant he had to hurry up. After carefully placing his bottles into wooden crates that he had boarded up himself to move bottles, he moved carefully through the clutter of empty bottles and funnels on the floor.
He went downstairs after locking the door to the room of bottles as he knew broken glass would carpet the room if a small group of drunks were to enter that room, placed his crates behind a pseudo counter that he took with to every party. Taking a seat behind his counter he cracked his knuckles and set up plastic cups on his counter ready to mix some drinks. Even though most people would come to him to do shots he awaited patiently for someone to request a drink that required mixing. Looking at the crowd he longed for a drink but knew the pain that followed that one drink. He poured himself a shot of orange juice and downed it with salt and lemon to calm his cravings. Knowing it was going to be a long night and constantly reminded himself the answer to the question why he subjected himself to this form of self-torture he waited for his fellow 'patrons' to order drinks.

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The loud blare of the alarm clock felt like a million jack hammers going off in Maverick's head. He went to roll over to turn off the alarm and immediately with a loud thud found himself on the floor of his room. "Fucken alarm shut the hell up!" he yelled as he grabbed the clock and threw it, the alarm clock smashed against the bedroom wall and the wailing of the alarm stopped. Maverick picked himself off the floor spewing expletives as he walked to the bathroom of his efficiency apartment. The apartment was just one room, his bed just a few feet away from the couch, and old tv sitting atop a milk crate entertainment center. The bathroom wasn't much better if he really needed to he could take a shit and wash his hands at the same time, and bath's were a luxury he couldn't afford. He didn't know what to call it a shower or a bath, it looked like someone took a bathtub cut it in half and turned it into a shower. But either way Maverick really didn't care it was his place and he wasn't living with his father. He found out the hard way that even though his father, wasn't a raging drunk anymore, he was still a royal douchebag that was better off in jail. Maverick looked at himself in the mirror he looked like shit.

The night before had been one hell of a party, the only the missing was a random chick in his bed, "Damn", he said as he proceeded to splash some water on his face. He quickly kicked off his boxers and hopped into the shower, "Shit thats cold!" the water heater was out again looks like he was going to have to call the landlord again. The water heater quit at least once a week, and looked like it had come over on Noah's Ark but the cheap ass slumlord refused to replace it. But Maverick didn't have time to worry about it right now, so he took the cold water and jumped out as soon as the soap was rinsed from his body. He walked out into the apartment with a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair slicked. After rummaging through his clothes basket looking for the least dirty thing to wear, he dressed, pulled a box of Lucky Charms out of the cabinet, proceeded to pour himself a bowl with some milk. He sat down and took a bite finding that the cereal was stale. "This is turning into a perfect morning and I have a project due" he said to no one in particular.

Maverick went to class that day and all he could think about was getting through it and going to the kick ass party that was supposed to be tonight. He barely had finished the project and turned it in, the professor giving him a raised eyebrow, "Mr. Rease maybe you should start thinking more about your GPA instead of your extracurricular activities, you have the potential to make something of yourself other then a bum. I suggest that you think about what your priorities are" said the professor as Maverick walked out of the classroom. It didn't matter because Maverick didn't hear a word he said, as he raced to get home and get ready for the party.

As he looked at himself in the mirror he wondered what the party would be like tonight. Would he have a run in with some asshole and have to rearrange his face, or would he find himself dancing with a cute girl. He didn't know for sure but he did know that he was going to party his ass off. As he walked up the the house all he could do was smile who ever they were they had some money and money meant good booze and right now thats all Maverick cared about. The music was pounding and there were already half drunk people there, Maverick avoided them as much as he could and made his way to the bar. "Hey, give me shot to start out with and a Sam Adams" he called to the bartender.

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Hannah was almost skipping along as she made her way out of class; she had stayed late to write a little bit more of her final piece, and she was loving it. Most university students liked to finish class as early as possible and either sleep, or drink away the rest of the day. Not Han. Nope, she loved working on her creative writing; it really was her life. It felt like her outlet, her only way to escape the reality of life, and run away into her own little dream world. Not one of the worlds from stories, like Middle Earth or Hogwarts, but her own place, based on her own design, where everything was just how she liked it, and had created it to be perfect. Ah, the joys of being a writer. There was a smile plaster on her face too as she made her way back to her dorm room, to get ready for the latest party. There was usually a shindig or two happening every night, but tonight, she had decided to attend this one, along with her friends. Sure, there weren't many people that she could call "friends", only two, in fact, but that was because she was usually more fascinated with her fictional life than her real one.

As she showered, Hannah hummed a happy little tune to herself, which carried on playing on her lips all the way through her blow-drying her hair, even though she could barely hear herself, through the application of her make-up, a lick of foundation, a touch of mascara, eye-liner to frame the eyes and coatings of lip gloss, and finally, as she pulled on her outfit for the evening. It had been unusually warm these past few days, so the peach coloured summer dress that she had pulled on was perfect for the weather and the occasion (not too posh, but not slutty), and she pulled on her beige cardigan over the top, just to keep the chill away. She had also taken to wearing flip-flops, sandals or ballet flats to parties now, usually because whenever she wore heels, she usually ended up in a cast the next morning. Trust me, it had happened. Hannah was a regular in the hospital, for a being a clutz. She had broken her arm(s), her leg, her ankle(s), her wrist(s), her fingers, toes, nose and her collarbone over the years that she had been at Baylor. There was no other reason that she hurt herself so much - it was only because she was such an idiot. And with alcohol coursing through her system, and stiletto heels on, she was more of a risk to herself than ever. So, heels were a no-no, as she wasn't going to stop the drinking.

The party had barely gotten into full swing when she arrived, the song on her lips being wiped away completely by the booming coming from the speakers. The one thing that Hannah hated about parties was how loud the music was "supposed" to be, and she made her way over to where the music was usually the quietest - the bar. If the music was loud over there too, then the bartender wouldn't be able to take his orders now, would he? A playful grin graced her face as she recognised the figure already sitting at the bar. She walked over behind one of the two people she called "friends," and flung her arms around his neck, surprising him in a hug. Her petite arms could barely fit around his jock-like figure though as she embraced him, and soon she let go, plonking herself down onto the seat next to him. "Heeeeeey, Rick." She crooned, before swivelling her head to the bartender. "I think I'll start easy. Could I have a beer, please?" She smiled, before turning back to her friend. Maverick was her best male friend, and it had been that way since she had met him. She knew about his commitment issues all right, but over time, she had learnt not to care. There was something about him that made her like him even more every time that she saw him, and it gave her little flutters in her heart when she saw him, and her heart skipped a beat when she hugged him. But for now, she was content in being his friend. For now.

"So, how art thou today?"

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Hae'Ming woke up getting prepared for the wicked party he was going to, taking him a shower, and got dressed wearing what he usually wears, those awesome jackets and big headphones/or head goggles around his neck. He spiked his hair then combed it to make it a wavy bleach blonde kind of style. When he was already dressed and out the door he was walking to where the party is, it was probably going to be more crazier than last time's party. But, the parties were never crazier than him, he was either jumping off the top of the building or even hanging from a tree. Either way there was always something crazy he could to at every party he has been in.

Like the time he jumped out of a window into a pool or onto a trampoline, people thought he was to drunk to remember that, but to him it was like flashes on a camera. Hearing the music from a far distance he could tell that no one was sleeping tonight and that the party was going to be a blast. Finally getting there he saw that the door was already open and walked in, seeing some people dancing and others were drunk,"Wasn't it too early to be drunk, I guess we have ourselves a couple of morning drinkers. Saying that, he walked over to the bar,"Yo, Bartender give me a couple of shots." It wasn't even a question it was a command, smiling as the Bartender walked away to get what the bleach blonde headed boy wanted.

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Character Portrait: Erica Moretti Character Portrait: Cordella Buckley Character Portrait: Craig Ludberg Character Portrait: Nelliel Erizawa Character Portrait: Minerva "Mini" McGuinness Character Portrait: Hannah Clark Character Portrait: Maverick Rease Character Portrait: Lewis Evans
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Cordella decide to use the Morelli's back door to make her way towards her friend's party. It has been more than 3 years since she made herself comfortable in her best friend's household. She met her Erica's family during the first week she got along with the girl and hit it off like she was adoptive daughter. And it looked like they didn't mind "adopting" her, they all knew about her vagabond family and were more than happy to take her in during the holidays. In fact, she sometimes spends more time sleeping in Erica's room than her dorm place. It was nice to be fed with home made food rather than suffering the curse of fast food and cafeteria.

She tried to look for her best friend among the throng of college frat boys, cool wanna be's, sluts and familiar faces. She shrugged her shoulder when it seemed next to impossible to detect Erica so she took the liberty of climbing the Moretti's stairs and made her way towards her best friend's room. She intended to leave her satchel bag inside Erica's closet (where some of her stuff also have their own place) but found two canoodling fresh men (most probably freshmen because it was so obvious that they didn't know how to kiss each other without getting sloppy) on her best friend's bed.

"Oh my gosh! Ewwww!!! Get out!!!" The two embarrassed individuals started scampering and hurriedly made their way out and down the stairs. A few upper class men snickered at the two as a few guys tried to get her attention by waving or winking. She rolled her eyes at them and give them the middle finger before entering Erica's room and shutting the door behind her. She walked towards Erica's humongous closet and dumped her bag and cardigan inside. She closed it and stood before the full length mirror. She tried to see if there was anything that looked misplaced in her clothes and admired her chosen outfit for the night. She wore a midrib blue corset top that showed off her flat stomach and a navy inspired skirt paired with a pair of red Lacoste sneakers. She adjusted her clover leaf necklace that her sister gave her before they left for Germany as well as her mother's bracelet on her right arm. She grabbed Erica's gloss and dab some on her lips, the only cosmetic that she'd be needing. There's no way she'd apply mascara or they would start running on her face by the end of the night. Besides she knows she look good enough not to even bother applying any.

She headed towards the room's door when she realized that the noise had started growing louder by the minute- she needs to remind Erica to tame it down a little or the police will come knocking on their door anytime. Elle shut the door behind her again and made her way towards the party. She squeezed her small body towards the other party goers and finally reaching Lewis' drink station. Hannah was already reached him before she did and asked for a drink. "Ahah! Just the person I needed," She beamed at Lewis and winked at Hannah. "I don't mind a drink as well." She toyed with her necklace as she asked for Lewis' specialty. "So Han, looking good! How's it going? Has the two of you seen Erica? That girl is like a chameleon!" She tried to speak louder so the two can hear her beyond the blasting music. Elle moved her gaze towards the crowd in hopes of locating her best friend but failed again. Her attention was then shifted to an Asian looking girl who called for Erica. Her left eyebrow rose as she wondered who this girl could be.

She grabbed someone else's drink and didn't bother waiting for Lewis and spoke, "I'll be back for that one." She addressed Lewis and walked across the room without caring whether the first year got offended when she stole his beer cup. But the whole time she kept her eye on the Asian girl. There was something she didn't like about the girl. Call her selfish but she preferred keeping her best friend to herself.

Elle took sip from her stolen beer and bounced her head to the beat of the music when she bumped into someone. It was one of her friends, Mini who was busy chatting with a few guys. "Oh hey Min! Wow you are one hot bombshell tonight," She gave the girl a kiss on the cheek and tried to speak closer to her friends ear, somehow the people by the sound system thought of blasting a louder beat. "What the- whatever!" She complained then asked Mini again, "Have you seen Erica?! I've been looking for her everywhere," She spoke as she offered the stolen beer to Mini. "We should get another round of drinks," She suggested as she held Mini's hand and walked towards Lewis' makeshift bar. If she can't find her best friend might as well round up the others. Just then she noticed that the guy she has been crushing on was seated near Hannah. She wanted to faint but it sounded so tacky so Cordella tried her best to keep her composure and acted nonchalantly. "Got me a drink already?" She spoke to Lewis sweetly as she waited for her drink request, looking at Maverick from her peripheral vision.

She has seen him in campus millions of times, knows his name and major but somehow she was such a scared-y cat to approach him and never bothered to change the idea of not being introduced to him. She just couldn't bear the thought of actually talking to him when she knew she could faint if she did. She acted like she didn't see him and carried to bounce her head to the beat.

Just then a huge arm enveloped her torso in a friendly hug and started greeting everyone in the Lewis' station. She turned her head to see one of their good friend Craig. "Hey sugar pop, looking amazing. Where's Erica?" He asked.
"Well I've been looking for her as well," She answered and gave him a high five.

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Character Portrait: Erica Moretti Character Portrait: Cordella Buckley Character Portrait: Nelliel Erizawa Character Portrait: Minerva "Mini" McGuinness Character Portrait: Hannah Clark Character Portrait: Maverick Rease Character Portrait: Lewis Evans
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Craig had just ended his part time job shift in a sports equipment shop just a few blocks away from the university and decided to go straight to Erica's house party. The girl manages to come up with the greatest party in NYU and Craig knows better than to get his self drunk. He attends the party for the sake of his friends and seeing Mini at her best. How she wished for the day that he gets to tell her that other guys are too stupid to play with her feelings but from the beginning of time Craig knows he has been friend zoned since he met her.

An unfamiliar Asian girl entered the Moretti's house just before he got off the cab he took. He saw her talking to a drunk guy who was plastered on the yard. He guessed she wasn't from around here since only new people talk to NYU drunks. One should know better than to waste time of people who preferred getting wasted on alcohol. It was never Craig's thing to get drunk. He'd get a bottle or two of beer and a few shots of hard drinks but never got drunk to get passed out on someone else's yard.

As soon as the girl entered the house, he did the same and slap a few high fives with the a few familiar faces and few people in some of his class as the loud music started thumping and causing everyone to scream in order to understand each other. He looked for his friends and saw them seated on Lewis' makeshift bar. If anyone knew alcohol it would have to be Lewis. Craig saw his friend Cordella's back skin when she leaned on to ask for a drink, he shook his head and chuckled. He knew his friends are guy magnets and somehow he felt protective about it- especially over Mini. He approached them and hugged Elle from the back, surprising the group as he greeted them. "Hey sugar pop, looking amazing. Where's Erica?" He asked.

"Well I've been looking for her as well," She answered and gave him a high five. He gave him one and motioned for a drink from Lewis. "Hey Lewis, hey Han, hey Mini, now where could the party hostess be?" He asked as he noticed Maverick next to Hannah.

"Hey man," He gave him a small wave and asked. "How's everything going?"

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The best way to get over a hangover was to get drunk, again and that was exactly the plan that Peyton had that day. After doing the walk of shame across campus at 7am that morning, heels in hand, make up smudged and ruffled hair she had sacked of the days lectures and slept to be refreshed for tonight. Peyton awoke two hours ago not feeling the best but after a shower and perhaps one too many paracetamols she felt slightly better, save for her churning stomach yet a stiff drink would sort that out.

After drying and lightly curling her hair, she applied her make up and proceeded to dress, walking over to her wardrobe she stood infront of it in her black lace underwear as she pondered on what to wear. Finally deciding on an outfit Peyton dressed and put on her heels, once satisfied she grabbed her purse and left the dorm after saying goodbye to her roommate. As she walked across campus she stopped to talk to a few friends but the excitement about spending the night with her friends excited her, saying by to the guys she passed she walked towards Erica's house.

When Peyton arrived the party was already in full swing and a smile appeared on her face, she walked past a few friends that she knew, a few frat boys who she smirked and waved at before walking into the house, which was already a mess, empty cups all over the place, drunken women already passed out, people making out and probably more in dark corners, hell this looked like a great party.

As soon as she spotted the make shift bar she wandered over "Hey Lewis!" she smiled brightly to the colleges resident bar tender "Can I have JD on the rocks plus..." quickly looking around she looked for her friends "a bottle of tequila and shot glasses" she smirked. Once he gave her the drinks she poured him a shot "here' she smiled "I'll see you in a bit!" she called out before walking over to Craig and Mini "Hey guys" she smiled "I got the tequila" she laughed in a sing-song voice, turning her head slightly she saw Maverick and Hannah "Mav, Han, come over here! I got tequila!"

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After a few vodka shots, Mini was already a little bit tipsy and repeatedly kept tripping over herself, "Why did I wear these again?" she asked herself in an agressive tone. Mini noticed a guy constantly making eye contact and smiling at her in the corner of the sitting room, Mini smiled back and walked towards him "Hey, can I have that?" she asked snatching a bottle of Jack Daniels from his hand and left him there standing. Mini strutted down the hallway with confidence trying her best not to trip over thin air and straight away noticed Elle. Mini thought Elle was beautiful, confident and perfect in every way but not only was her appearence perfect, her personality was perfect. "Oh hey Min! Wow you are one hot bombshell tonight," Mini smiled "Elle you look fab!" she said while she took a large gulp of the stolen beer Elle gave her before answering Elle "I don't know, I haven't seen her anywhere", she yelled in Elle's ear. Mini grabbed Elle's hand and pulled her through group of people trying desperately to search for another round of drinks. All of a sudden Mini noticed Craig and walked towards her still dragging Elle around, "Hey Lewis, hey Han, hey Mini, now where could the party hostess be?" Mini gave a friendly grin "Hey Craig, you look great" she said shoving Elle infront of her "Say hi Elley" she said almost falling over herself.

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Lewis was glad his station was busy. It would take off his mind of the booze if he had too much work on his hands. Pouring shots wasn't something he looked forward to but it was better than doing OJ shots all night. He felt a moment of pure happiness when Cordella asked him to pour her his 'specialty'. He loved the fact that she wasn't specific with her order so he could push anything he wanted down her way. He looked through the remaining liquor and saw that he had all the ingredients to mix away a recipe that a friend had claimed to be the 'bomb'.

Before he could start he was interrupted by the familiar Peyton who appeared before him. He had served her drinks the night before and as far as he could recall she was way too intoxicated. "Here's my two cents," Lewis started while pouring whiskey in a plastic cup "At this rate you'll blow up your liver before 25, do something unquestionable that you'll live with guilt for the rest of your life or end up pouring drinks for college kids when you are 30." Looking up and realizing she had already left with a bottle he let out a sigh. Keeping her drink at the side for later he grinned as he was about to start his concoction.

He pulled out his phone and retrieved the note where he had saved the recipe. He carefully measured the vodka as he poured one part of it into his glass cup. Then slowly he added the coconut rum and the white rum. He kept the liquor down and went for the juice boxes to add 3 parts lemonade and an equal amount of cranberry juice. Then he stirred it while taking a note of how much time he took. When the drink was ready he gave himself a thumbs up and proceeded to crushing some ice cubes. After pouring his latest experiment into a safe plastic cup, he scanned the room in search of his guinea pig. Realizing she never went far from the bar he handed her the drink and keenly observed to note her reaction.

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Just as Cordella answered Craig's question, she returned her attention back to Lewis who instantly concocted a drool worth drink, it was partly red but she can distinctly smell it's citrus flavor, she gave him a raised eyebrow and a pursed smile as she prepared to taste his masterpiece. Elle took a sip but didn't swallow just yet. She tried to judge the alcohol mix like a professional wine Connoisseur she then raised her free hand and asked him for a high five as she continued to chug down the drink like a beer master. He just earned a 5 star from her.

She gulped and exclaimed, "Oh wow! You never fail to surprise me man!" She slammed the empty cup on his make shift bar and beamed him a satisfied smile. "But seriously I still haven't revived from last night's drink and I need to find Erica- fast!" She talked loudly so her friends can hear her. Just then Mini chanted something, "Hey guys, I got the tequila" She shook her head in amazement and laughed. Peyton then just arrived in time for all the fun, she approached her friend and gave her a kiss on the check before talking near her ear. "Pey love, have you seen Erica?!" She hoped her friend has seen their hostess. "I've been looking for her!" She said a little too loudly.

She knew Peyton needed more fuel so she leaned towards Lewis again and asked with a loud voice, "Lew! We can use a few more rounds of your Elle-vate. Yes I decided to name it after me!" She then followed her words with a laugh. And danced to the loud music, her top exposing more skin as she grind towards Mini and Peyton. She pulled Hannah's hand so she can join them. Being tipsy can really be fun especially if all the boys turn their heads towards you.

Elle knew she was acting really naughty but the hell she care about other people. She just wish Maverick would turn his attention to her- just once.

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Craig shook his head as Elle pulled the girls into a circle and started dancing, anyone can tell that alcohol is starting to come up her head. Whatever Lewis made was sure a hellavu drunk. He nodded at Lewis and spoke, "Man, what was in that drink?" He chuckled and helped his self with some of the tortilla chips and dip as he offered some to Maverick and Lewis.

"So how are things with the chemistry lab?" He chewed while asking Lewis about his bizarre fascination with chemicals. "And how about a classic drink of juice?" He asked his friend when he saw his crate of Cranberry. "You know me? I'd probably cause a riot with grape juice so I'll take it slow on the Cranberry." He joked and continued to snack. Without making it obvious he looked at Mini as she held the Tequila bottle and took a swig off the shot glass. While Peyton arrived. He tried to make his self less obvious, he knows that Peyton can still get a little jealous even if they've called it quits a few months ago. He smiled at him and offered some chips to her. "Peyton," He acknowledge her presence with a nod and a smile. Boys started whistling as soon as Elle started grinding with the other girls. Well it is a party anyway.

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Mini suddenly started feeling very unwell and very unstable. Mini didn't eat that whole day and then consumed a lot of alcohol which isn't very healthy but that was okay for Mini as long as she stayed straved. She made money on her appearence and thats all that mattered to her. Mini quickly scrambled towards the bathroom but she managed to trip over herself and fall flat on her face. Mini hit her head pretty hard and struggled to see anything, it was too blurry.

(OCC: sorry, it's so short, I got abit confused but I sorted out my post)

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"-And so as the Sorority President, I have my final decision." Heidi's beautiful eyes looked out with reason to her fellow sisters as they held their hands together in anxiety, "Those who are the age of twenty-one and over and have succeeded in gaining more than twenty points this month are allowed to accompany to the party." A few cheers, more groans were emitted through the living room. It was how she did her role as Sorority President at Baylor University. There was a vote casted, she'd use them as influence but she would still have the reasonable judgment.

"Get ready early," she clapped her hands thrice before making her way to her bedroom. She had approximately an hour and forty-two minutes and counting to get ready. Her dress and shoes were laid neatly on her bed. It was new, recently bought from a boutique in the city. A ruffled, off-shoulder turquoise number with it's skirt ending two inches above her knees. Her stilettos were silvery, snake-skin and beautiful to boot. Her hair was going to be let loose, her beauty was going to be marveled at. She was ready.

An hour and forty minutes later, she and a group of girls were off. The rest stayed at home, either waving good-bye and sobbing. She checked every girls' name, age and points scored twice before leaving. She made sure to have been given their phone numbers and that everyone had a partner for a night to check-up on. All and all, she was a mother without having a child yet.

She barely knew the hostess, Erica.They might have spoken to one another during her time at Baylor but she had a pass as she was a Sorority President. Her sisters begged her to agree to go, claiming it was going to be 'crazy' and 'epic.' She needed none of that but a few drinks couldn't hurt. They called two taxis, one for her and a couple of the girls and another for the rest. She entrusted the other with her Vice-President. Hopefully, this night would go smoothly. She had to study for tomorrow again.

She thought it would be loud, but she never expected it to be this loud. quickly, the girls disappeared and she was left alone. She needed a drink. Maybe just one glass. Making her way over to the bar, she asked the bartender, "Can I have a Virgin Mary?"

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Peyton smiled as Cordella approached giving her a kiss on the cheek "Hey babe!" she smiled merrily at her friend before downing another shot, by the look of things she had a lot of catching up to do. Peyton shook her head when asked about Erica "Nope" she said with a slight popping of the 'p' downing another shot of tequilla, man she was gonna be fucked tonight! Literally hopefully, she thought playfully with a smirk on her pretty face looking around the room for the man she would fuck tonight. "Seriously not seen her yet?" she asked becoming slightly worried, noticing her tequila bottle had been snatched out of her hand by a stranger, she pouted with the liquor slowly beginning to take affect "Wait here I need a drink" she smiled hurrying off to the bar "Lewis, did I leave my drink here?" she asked with a smile.


"Peyton," A familiar voice caught her attention, feeling the familiar fluttering in her stomach she downed her drink quickly "oh boy, better get me another" she said placing the glass down on the table "and some shot, I'm gonna need shots!" she called before turning to Craig with a smile "Hi" she muttered with a small wave "you okay?" she asked.

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Sighing as she failed to locate her childhood friend, Nelliel took a break and decided to get a drink. All that shouting made her feel parched and she gripped her bag tightly before approaching the bartender. She'd just ask for a soda or water though. The red-haired girl never tried to drink alcoholic drinks before and she didn't think it'll be good to try now.

She's still technically considered lost among this 'wild' people and she didn't knew anyone else. Nel is a curious type of person, not stupid. She's deathly certain that Erica will never allow something bad or idiotic to happen to her but since her childhood friend's still missing, it doesn't hurt to be cautious and responsible. And even though she had visited Eri's house before, it doesn't mean that she know her way around. She lived far away from this area and she really want to get home in one piece. Unfortunately she'll have to drive home, immediately before her curfew hours. Speaking of curfews, the phone in her bag suddenly rang and Nel had to balance her self when she was unexpectedly pushed backwards by an obviously drunken girl. "Excuse me!" She shouted, maneuvering her body by stepping on her right side, away from the incoming person.

She saw several people near the bartender and smiled amiably at them. Looking at the figure behind the bar, she smiled again before setting her bag on a chair nearby and leaning on the counter. "Mr. bartender, do you have any water or soda here?" Her cheery voice was partnered with a happy smile. She stared at the man expectantly, cocking her head at him. Her phone buzzed again and she turned around reaching out for her bag and opened it. After finding her phone, she took it out and looked at the screen. "1 Voice Mail Received" Upon seeing her Mom's name popping up, she immediately opened the voice mail and held it near her ears. The party was definitely noisy and loud but thankfully she heard her mom's sweet and caring voice. Though with some difficulties, she heard her say, "I received your message, Nel-sweetie, just be home before 12, dear. If you can't tell me immediately, OK? Text me once you receive this message. Love you."

At her message Nel, shook her head fondly. She texted a reply before locking her phone again and keeping it back inside her guitar-shaped bag. Her mom was really a worrywart through and through. Sometimes Nel feels suffocated but there are times like this that she really feel blessed for having parents like hers. Her parents never tried to lock her out of the normal things teenagers does during their college years but they had taught Nelliel one important lesson. You can have fun, do anything outrageous but always remember it's impact for you, always be responsible. Absolutely don't do drugs, don't do sex before marriage, never smoke-it's unhealthy and if you drink, make sure you get home in one piece. In short do everything in moderation. She took these things at heart and tried to do her best to follow these 'rules'. Which is why to others Nel looked like the 'good girl', it doesn't bother her though. For her it's a both blessing and a curse.

While waiting for her drink she turned from her chair and faced the direction where most people are. There was two beautiful girl dancing on the middle of the crowd and Nel can see how tipsy but happy both of them looked. So that's how you look when you're somewhat drunk.

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Lewis was glad that the drink he had made was a success. He put down 'Elle-vate' as the name of the drink in his phone and listened to Craig as he went on about juice. "Just because you don't enjoy alcohol doesn't mean I'll serve you plain juice." Lewis said to Craig. "Cranberry right?" He proceeded to crush ice, pour cranberry juice over it, add club soda to give it a fizz and squirted a whole lime into the cup. He stirred the cup and handed the drink to Craig. "Here's your mocktail." Lewis said "So what happened that keeps you sober during a party like this?"

Suddenly a group of sorority sisters showed up at the party and the whole place became more lively. One of the sisters approached the bar and asked for a Virgin Mary. Lewis tried to remember where he had seen her before and came to conclusion that he has never seen her in the parties hes served, not recently at least. The fact that she ordered a drink like Virgin Mary proved he had never served her before. "I'd love to make a drink like that but you have to take a raincheck on it." Lewis told the girl. "I don't have half of the ingredients here, How about I make you another drink? And maybe one with little alcohol in it to lessen the tension?"

Peyton returned but her drink had disappeared and Lewis was unsure whether it was her or someone else who had taken it. Pouring whiskey into a plastic cup for the second time, Lewis wished Peyton had been more specific on what shot she wanted and exactly how many shots does she mean when she says 'shots'. Remembering that Peyton had already taken a tequila bottle from him, he set 7 shot glasses so when she returned if she wasn't too drunk she could pour herself the shots. Next to Peyton's drink he kept a cup of soda ordered by the asian goth girl who had disappeared into the crowd.

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Character Portrait: Erica Moretti
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Heidi Gravelings

"My statistics tell me, you're not even trying,"

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Hae'Ming Hiroshima

"I'll jump out of a tall tree for two shots!"

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Timothy Larson

Bring it on!

Character Portrait: Maverick Rease
Maverick Rease

"Hey asshole I dare you to say that to my face!"

Character Portrait: Hannah Clark
Hannah Clark

"I fell over. Again."

Character Portrait: Minerva "Mini" McGuinness
Minerva "Mini" McGuinness

Boo, you whore.

Character Portrait: Craig Ludberg
Craig Ludberg

"No thanks, a bottle's enough"

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Cordella Buckley

*Takes off clothes and jumps in the freezing pool*

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Erica Moretti

"Oh my god, those people have a trampoline in their backyard... Let's go!"

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Character Portrait: Cordella Buckley
Cordella Buckley

*Takes off clothes and jumps in the freezing pool*

Character Portrait: Craig Ludberg
Craig Ludberg

"No thanks, a bottle's enough"

Character Portrait: Hae'Ming Hiroshima
Hae'Ming Hiroshima

"I'll jump out of a tall tree for two shots!"

Character Portrait: Maverick Rease
Maverick Rease

"Hey asshole I dare you to say that to my face!"

Character Portrait: Minerva "Mini" McGuinness
Minerva "Mini" McGuinness

Boo, you whore.

Character Portrait: Hannah Clark
Hannah Clark

"I fell over. Again."

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Timothy Larson

Bring it on!

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Erica Moretti

"Oh my god, those people have a trampoline in their backyard... Let's go!"

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Heidi Gravelings

"My statistics tell me, you're not even trying,"

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"I fell over. Again."

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Maverick Rease

"Hey asshole I dare you to say that to my face!"

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Heidi Gravelings

"My statistics tell me, you're not even trying,"

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Timothy Larson

Bring it on!

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Cordella Buckley

*Takes off clothes and jumps in the freezing pool*

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Minerva "Mini" McGuinness

Boo, you whore.

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Hae'Ming Hiroshima

"I'll jump out of a tall tree for two shots!"

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Erica Moretti

"Oh my god, those people have a trampoline in their backyard... Let's go!"

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"No thanks, a bottle's enough"


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A large university fit for no specific career training. Located in Washington, of America. The weather easily ranges from sun, to snow, to pouring rain. Though usually stays around 15 degrees.

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Apparently what the description says is true, it has become so horrifying all you'd want to do is dig up a hole and hide.

Re: No Regrets

It's been a while since this RP's updated. O_O where is everyone?

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

I still can't :/
I want to though, but waiting for Blackberry...

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

5 days of inactivity? People you all need to post.

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

I'm waiting still lol.

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

I hope someone else posts soon. >_>

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

Lewis feels lazy to do anything until he has enough orders to fill a post

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

You better hurry before the ice queen- robot comes up and waits too long ;)

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

Non-Alcoholic Bloody Mary would be Virgin Mary. Doubt Lewis can find the right ingredients to make a drink like that in a college party so he might have to compromise

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

I'm guessing my charrie doesn't really know the difference. Non-alcohol Bloody Mary then :D
Is that even possible?

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

Yo Bashie just to clarify do you mean Virgin Mary or Bloody Mary(if i'm not wrong its the exact same recipe with vodka in it?)?

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

I'm going to wait to post until Blackberry does, so Maverick can reply :)

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

I'm just gonna put it out i'm also looking for a guy for Peyton :)

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

Awww hope you're going to be okay. Appendicitis can really suck!

Anyway I volunteer Craig, it's always nice to see how the ice queen aka sorority queen will react to good boy :3

Oh and can Cordella/elle be in the sorority?

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

I'll be posting soon but I have to warn you on something. I'm really sick these past few days and if I don't get better, I may have to go to the hospital to get my appendix checked out. I'll try to post ASAP.

P.S Heidi needs a guy, anyone up for the challenge? ;-)

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

sorry to take so long but my first post is finally up!

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

I have a feeling that Hannah and Cordella aren't going to get along, if Elle likes Maverick too ;D
It's going to be a tactical war of affection and bitchiness. I believe, anyway.

Re: [OOC] No Regrets

I will post either today or tomorrow! So sorry guys, I've been so busy the past few days: Had to get up at 4am yesterday to catch a flight, then had a concert to go to a little later. Now I have to finish baking a cake and unpack. -____-

Also I would've message you guys earlier but I fell asleep the day before yesterday really early, so I had no time. :/

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I'll post later too, have essays and stuff to catch up on from when I was ill.
We're starting at the beginning of a party, yes?

editt; posted :D

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