 Life RP 

( basically we're dressing like Ke$ha )
I smirk, looking at Angie. "The stockings need to be ripped." I snort, taking my nail and ripping a few holes in her stockings.

 

(All we need is the vodka. :3)
"Don't you think these holes are a little to big mate?"

 

"Nope!" ** I smirk, and throw glitter on Angie and myself. "We need to sparkle!"

 

( I got that covered)

 

*Facepalm* "What have I gotten myself into?..."

 

I put some cool neon glowsticks on, tossing some overt Angie as I walk to my car.
"We are ready young Raver!" I say

 

"Erm...Okay then..." *Puts on the glowsticks smiling*

 

"Trust me! It'll be fun!" I smirk, driving to the abandoned warehouse district of town. *^

 

*Facepalm*

 

"Don't worry! It's totally safe!" I laugh, hopping out of a car and walking to a warehouse, knocking on the door seven times.

 

*Follows, biting her lip*
"Better be damned sure..."

 

A large guy opens the door, smiling widely at me. "Raven you made it!" he says in a thick Russian accent. He arches an eyebrow at Angie, and I laugh. "She's with me."

 

*>.<*

 

( rave newbie)
"Well? C'mon!" I say, tugging her inside, and walking down a long flight of stairs. We reach the last door, and I open it, music blazing outside.

 

"Damnit Mate! I'm gonna lose my eardrums!"
(Pft. XD)

 

(the Russian guy said it, not me )
"Too bad!" I laugh, running inside, excited.
(raves are giant warehouses underground, a dj and a stage, a large crowd of people in a giant mosh pit really, glowsticks and strobe lights everywhere, a bar without id requirements, and side rooms where stuff goes on )

 

(ORLY?)
"This is weird..."

 

(YUSOSARCASTIC?!)
"No, it's fun!" I hand her a drink. "Vodka and red bull!"

 

*Out of no where, she becomes spastic and squeals* "VODKA?!"
(XD)

 

-Stays with Babysitter-