All the Rave (Patty & Brittie)

Subject: All the Rave (Patty & Brittie) Fri Jan 19, 2018 1:23 am

She couldn't miss it, shit was gonna be fire as fuck yo. Patricia smiled to herself as she strutted down the Concert Hall, breathing in the chaos of noise and people enjoying themselves. From the actually pretty entertaining rap battles to whatever shitty indie artist thought they could make the big time, the waves of people and excited to make their favorite show cast across the dancing lights and fog machines. She'd live it up every day down here if she could, it always amped her up to just get engulfed in the energy and let it take her wherever it wanted to go. This was living and Patty was well prepared to live it up tonight. She came decked out in her most colorful, stylish gear in a vibrant lime green tanktop and fucking dozens of glow bands. Up her arms, multicolored headband, she made a belt with them fuck it, some were even braided into her hair. Go big or go home, dude. She came to party and wasn't about to half ass it, tonight was either going to be bogus or it would totally rock.

In a rare moment for her the degenerate girl had actually put some thought into things and planned it all out. Zeromancer was gonna play tonight, how many times does that happen? Like, three times a year or some shit? Over her shoulder was a tri-color backpack stuffed full with party favors, extra glow sticks to break, paint powder, sharpies, cans of whipped cream, the works. Patty had gone on MeetUp and arranged something a few nights ago when she knew her restrictions would be light and a GlowPaint party sounded too fucking awesome not to do. She got at least five other people so fuck it, why not? Hoped everyone else liked paint 'cause they were getting splattered, she didn't give a fuck dude. Patty wouldn't care if no one else was throwing paint, she brought it so might as well just go with the flow. Worst came to worse she could coat a few cars with everything she brought. She was going to enjoy herself one way or another.

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She wasn't the kind to be there, but there she was. Bored to all hell, leaning against a wall in a corner with three more friends. All of them pretty girls, with bodies to die for and beauty beyond the mundane. No wonder, they were all models for all it's worth. So was Brittany, and yet she felt misplaced by their side. Mundane, filthy, like a black sheep next to their classiness and elegance all over the fine, brand dresses covering their modest curves. Well, she couldn't be blamed. There was a reason as to why the three girls placed uncommon effort in their appearance for their night. Once two men of distinguished looks approached one of the ladies (a blonde and a redhead), escorting them away from the crowd under the careful stares of Brittany and the another model, it was clear to her why she was invited to a party she never intended to go in first place, if only for the insistence of her peers.

"Uh... I'm gonna get something to drink and, you know... cool off a bit, okay? You wait me here!", she said with an amicable smile before darting off in the opposite direction not giving much time for the last of her friends to protest. Her conscience felt heavy like a wrecking ball attached to her ankle by a chain. Of course there were rumors here and there about that, but seeing it in first hand... Now that she held some considerable, healthy and safe distance from the questionable practice of her fellow models, Brittany could think straight amidst the overload of dazzling lights and fogs blurring her vision. Maybe she should go back home. Maybe she should wait a bit and see if the party or whatever was remotely enjoyable. Would someone even notice her absence?

Subject: Re: All the Rave (Patty & Brittie) Tue Mar 27, 2018 9:38 pm

The bumping tunes brought a smile to her lips as Patricia let the hype lead her into the club. Through the strobe and the fog the glo-paint on her face and arms started to shine along with her neon clothing in the blacklights. It was noisy chaos but dude it was so freaking liiiiiit! The brash girl began to bounce on her toes as the beat started jumping, joining into the craziness with a whoop as she danced through people. Zeromancers was sooooo fucking good dude you don't even know. She kept her eyes peeled for anyone else with a backpack like she had so they could really get the party started. Like, as she two-stepped she noticed that this was gonna totally suck or be totally rad just by how people were dressed because it was a good mix. There was some bros and shit there to tear up, phreaks like her there for Zeromancer and the rave life, but there were also the ones here that were out to go clubbing. Like clubbing clubbing. Like sluts in cocktail dresses and sleazers in button-downs and slicked hair, ya know, like dressed kinda nice and junk. Dude, this totally wasn't about to be the place for that unless they wanted their white pants to turn fresh pink. Patricia let her tongue slip out past her teeth. It'd be pretty damn hilarious to just start chucking paint and watch a fight break out 'cause bros threw hands dude and sleazers didn't take shit.

Using her better judgement the thug decided that she'd probably want to find out who else was ready to paint the crowd before throwing hers. She maneuvered over to some steps next to some clubbing chick as she peered out over the crowd looking for backpacks while fishing in hers for something to enhance her experience. These were the times it was good to be kinda tall. But there were too many people to tell. Whatever, screw it she'd wait a bit longer, at least until Zeromancer was on the 4th or 5th single. Patty drew out a can of whipped cream from her bag and sprayed it into her mouth before holding up to the clubbing chick just to get a reaction.
"Yaa wan' shum?" she spoke with her mouth full. Whatever, maybe she was cool and she'd take the hint. Patty really didn't get the cans for the whip cream anyway.

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Brittany was on her own for a while now. Of course she had told the other girls to not look for her around, but she didn't expect them to actually follow the recommendation faithfully. They must have busied themselves with suited gentlemen, for sure. It was better this way. Perhaps she could actively enjoy some of the music now; that's what people do when they go to raves such as this, no? The beat wasn't half bad at all. Perhaps not her favorite genre, but the crescent pace and rhythm gradually grew on her. Brittany simply loved any beat that could make her throw her hands in the air and move, dance on her own. Granted, she had started to unpretentiously swing in a sensual rhythm, the same as the song's beat. At least for a bit until an unexpected visitor arrived. Some girl slightly taller than her.

"Uh? Ah no, thanks. I'm just... taking a bit of fresh air, you know. It was too crowded over there and... yeah. Too crowded"

She looked back to the many people cheering at the artists of the night. A crowd lover as she was, Brittany was better a bit away of them. On a second thought...

"Actually...what's that again? Cream? Like, vanilla cream?"

Subject: Re: All the Rave (Patty & Brittie) Sun Jul 01, 2018 4:44 am

Yeeeeaaaaah she was a clubbing chick. Like Patty didn't know what she was thinking but this kinda wasn't a good place for it, there must've been some kinda weird mix up or something. So like... this place was usually a high profile club but... Zeromancer. So yeah. It was advertised and stuff so she had no idea why the regulars showed up but this was a rave now, so she wasn't about to apologize for throwing a little chaos into the mix. But whatever, this clubbing chick looked like she was getting into it so she wasn't gonna hate. Patricia didn't hate those types of people, just the stuck up ones that thought they were the shit.
"Uuuuh, this is a rave? Haha that's kind of the point!" she smiled with a half laugh.

But she wasn't gonna press it too hard. Like, she was dressed nice and trying to go off alone so she was proooobably striking out with someone or getting harassed. Okay, so like if she was in trouble or something Patty was inclined to stick around, that's like the Girl Code and stuff but she wasn't gonna ask. She might also get a blank check to knock someone's teeth out and that'd be pretty killer. The lanky girl would pick back up on the rhythm as she talked to her new friend for the moment, popping and swaying her hips from side to side casually as she nodded her head in time.
"Yeah it's like the junk you put on ice cream and stuff, ya want some?" she repeated, holding the can out to her. She brought a lot so she was willing to share it as long as she got some at the end.

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"Duh! Obviously!", Brittany giggled along with the stranger, rolling her eyes at the stupidity of her own statement. Of course the place is crowded, she knew it comes with the package of being a rave. Eloquence wasn't her forte and of course she didn't mean to point out the strikingly obvious nature of the place they were at, but you can never be completely eloquent and convey perfectly what you mean when you're not exactly in your calm state of mind. What happened moments prior to meeting this girl was enough to let Brittany slightly distressed, albeit not enough to ruin her fun for the night.

"Oh, sure. Thanks!" To the girl's offer, Brittany took the can and sprayed it in her mouth - she could use some sweet flavor -, soon turning her full mouth into a clumsy attempt of a smile with filled-with-cream cheek. Instinctively, the other hand went straight to the corners of her lips to avoid any unfavorable mash of cream and lipstick from ruining the make up and her trimmed aspect. "This is good! I didn't know they sell this kind of stuff at parties like this! I mean... you bought this here, didn't you?"

Subject: Re: All the Rave (Patty & Brittie) Sat Jul 07, 2018 7:09 pm

Patricia grimaced when the new girl sprayed the whip cream into her mouth. Like.... she didn't get it, did she? Well whatever, it didn't bother her that much or really at all. Everyone flew their freak flag in a different direction and if she wanted to eat the whip cream she could do it. But Patricia didn't buy them for that. Spray whip cream had something better going for it. She'd glance over the crowd again looking for people with backpacks like she brought but she didn't find any before turning back to the clubbing chick.
"Yeah you know it! Yo, keep that one if you want,"" she offered. Patty didn't really give a shit, she could keep it if she wanted. There were a few more cans where that came from. It'd all depend n what she was gonna do with it. Like she'd share but she wasn't gonna bum nitrous to people. They could get their own.

Patricia reached around to her backpack to pull another can and shook it generously, but at the end she didn't spray whipped cream into her mouth. Instead she put the nozzle to her lips and sucked the laughing gas out, kind of to show the new girl what you were supposed to do with it. Whip-Its were the best most untraceable way to get high, they couldn't get traced like other drugs and you could just buy them. Her head floundered for a second as the club turned into a whir of blurring lights and sounds. She drifted on her feet as her eyes rolled back in her head, supporting herself on the guide bar by the stairs.
"Hahaheeheehaaaaa...." she laughed absently, reveling in her blurred perception and altered mind on the events of the club but she'd get back to normal really quick as she ran a numb hand through her hair. Sucking nitro was a pretty good rush and it made her want to do shit.
"Hey! Wanna dance!?" she shouted, half over the music and half because the gas made her want to scream things. Like she was super stoked to make new friends though, Patty didn't care if she danced with chicks. It'd be TOTALLY fun!

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If Patricia wanted Brittany to pay attention, and that's what she did. Not out of genuine interest, but weirdness-driven curiosity. What exactly was she doing?? Isn't the can supposed to be directed to your mouth to spray the cream? Whatever it was, Brittany didn't find it in her rationality to understand; at best, she got mildly worried when the girl's movements and overall body language seemed slightly different than before, almost as if she was gonna trip over.

"Of course!", Brittany smiled, shaking those worries off. Patricia seemed fine for a moment, so the model relaxed. Dancing was good, one of the things she has the habit to do when at home, turning the music up while doing the domestic chores. At a party, however, it was a whole different, unpretentious vibe albeit equally joyous and fun. "Do you like this artist? They're kinda not my style, but gosh, never been to a rave like this before! Actually... uh, never ever been to a rave before!"

Subject: Re: All the Rave (Patty & Brittie) Wed Sep 05, 2018 2:44 am

Patty was feeling good. Like really really good. It was like someone put her brain in a washing machine spin cycle. Everything was blurry, shifting colors and pounding sounds in a riptide of music. Every twist of her head was a new, fresh experience that made everything go topsy turvy and it was strange and weird but it was also pretty fun. Like... living life with a fish-eye lens. Hard to describe but wicked sick, yo.
"Heeheeheeheehahaaaiiieee...!" the lanky girl cackled as her vision distorted and shook in a haze. The club chick gave her a positive response and that was all she needed to hop down the small flight of steps and wave her down to the dance floor.
"Haha c'mon, c'mon!"

Down in the pit of moving bodies Patricia bounced on her toes and waved her head to the music, letting it pour through her as she experienced all the warped sights and sounds from her short nitro high.
"I love Zeromancer!" Patty shouted happily over the music, "Zeromancer's bomb as fuck! Ahahaha!" She certainly didn't look like she'd been to a rave before. Like, she was dressed pretty instead of in pretty colors or in, like, glow in the dark stuff. That was the best part about raves! You could wear glowsticks and look all cool and trippy and junk. And getting fucked up in public without getting slammed, that was also pretty good. And music! Music was pretty good!
"Raves are awesome! You should start going!" The more people went to these things the more fun it would be, and it'd be a lot more fun if Patty could make friends that wanted to go out and party like she did. Nobody else could keep up her kind of pace. Oh! Which reminded her...
"Hey! Have you seen anyone else with backpacks in this place!?" Patty hooked a thumb to the neon backpack she was wearing. A whole BUNCH of people had some stuff planned for this rave and if she couldn't pull it off with them she was gonna find some way to use all her ammo...

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With her new friend’s invitation, Brittany surely followed along, getting through the crowd to stay close to her on the dance floor. However, she was still kinda wary about her body language. Just slightly concerned, as if the girl was drunk even though she hasn’t drunk anything; at least not until they actually started interacting. Maybe that’s the alcohol kicking in finally? Regardless, Brittany focused on mimicking part of her new friend’s dance moves – truth be told, Zeromancer’s songs and rhythm weren’t really suited for the kind of dance she put on early. Not that she was complaining, tho.

“Well, sure? I barely have time to, you know, look upon parties and raves like that, but whenever you get aware of one, you can totally invite me!” Brittany was a fun-seeker kind of girl after all. And right now she was enjoying her time with this girl, better than with her previous friends using the opportunity to engage into compensated dating with young, successful men. Her musical tastes were also pretty eclectic and adaptable, she felt like she’d go with any genre as long as it moved her. The only possible bad side was having to yell to make yourself heard, which is probably the main reason she wasn't specially talkative tonight – not to her own standards, of course.

“Uh… I dunno, I wasn’t really paying attention. Why?” Now that’s a weird question. Is it some kind of courtesy for VIPs? Is it a secret code for rave fans to recognize each other when they go to the same rave or…?

Subject: Re: All the Rave (Patty & Brittie) Sun Nov 11, 2018 9:48 pm

Jumping around with the music driving through her body Patty was having fun. It was good to just let everything loose, y'know? Her dance partner was pretty fun too, she just wanted to get WILD and rock out and she was down for it. And down for other stuff too! Cool! Patty needed party friends for this kind of stuff. The swerving colors, the spinning lights, the vibrations on the dance floor...
"Tight! I know ALL the best parties, like even the ones that no one knows about! Yo hit me up, I'm Patty! You go to school!?" She had to shout over the music but like that was cool. The lanky girl was naturally loud anyway and she didn't mind raising her voice.

She hadn't seen anyone though. Well THAT was freakin' lame. Where the hell were these people? What gives? What a bunch of pansies. Look, just because it's a high-profile kinda-sorta concert doesn't mean you can chicken out. Well, whatever. She was gonna get her fun anyway. The dizziness was starting to wear off as she dropped the bag off her own shoulders, nos didn't last for long sadly.
"Heeheeheeheehaha check this out!" The party girl unzipped her bag and held it up for Brit to see inside of it. There were copious cans of whipped cream in it, glowsticks, but near the top was something else: paint. Powdered paint to be exact. A couple small buckets of it and stained packets obviously holding the stuff. The plan tonight was to paint the crowd, and like that would normally be cool if the scene was just ravers and wasn't mixed but now it might piss some people off. Which made it more fun to Patty. Go to a rave, you're gonna get something with color on you. That's just how that worked. Fuck their fancy suits and dresses, yo. She looked back to Brit with eager eyes and a wide, mischievous grin. Even if she was in one of the nicer dresses too she still might wanna hang, she seemed pretty cool.

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