03.2023 | WELCOME BACK! Hello friends old and new! I'm so excited to welcome you all back to SITW! I've made some changes to the plot and added the ability to play supernatural charcaters! So come and check it out! I can't wait to jump back into this little town with all of you!
A strange history surrounds the town, it is a place where mysterious and supernatural things have been known to happen. The reputation of the town reguarly draws in visitors and newcomers alike. While some residents avidly believe in the supernatural, others are far more skeptical. What do you believe?
Post by Price Vanderson on Oct 19, 2023 5:02:18 GMT
Price followed where Calliope Bartlett took him, smirk as mischievous as the young man himself.
“You know,” he began, speaking with an air of wisdom, reaching up to tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear if she didn’t stop him, “I’ve found that people who talk about strings are the most likely to find themselves paddling in a river uphill.” He dropped his hands and arched a challenging brow. “How about you just do whatever you want with me and we let the pieces fall where they will?”
Of course, though he said that, if Calliope knew enough about him to know that he was a good time at a party then she’d also know that he didn’t date. He’d had about two public girlfriends and they had both been impossibly gorgeous models, more like arm candy than actual humans with personalities.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Oct 19, 2023 13:24:37 GMT
Price Vanderson didn’t keep her waiting in suspense for a response, tucking a bit of her hair behind her ear as he spoke. Callie’s eyes took on a glint of excitement, or was it desire? Probably a mixture of both as she stepped closer to him and ran her hands up his chest and let them rest behind his neck as she closed the space between them.
“That, sounds like exactly what I need tonight.” Callie said softly, looking up at him with a charming smile before she pulled him in for another kiss, this one a a bit deeper than their first.
Callie knew of Price’s reputation with ladies, though she doubted her knew much of hers. She’d had maybe three ‘boyfriends’ during her last three years in high school, and they were simply to keep people from finding out about her preference of sleeping with older (and sometimes even ‘attached’) men. That was something she kept much to herself, being that she didn’t need her dad finding out and going ballistic. Plus, dating just didn’t give her as much satisfaction as having her freedom to play and flirt as she saw fit.
Callie let her tongue intertwine with his, her hands back to feeling up his chest as they made-out. She most certainly wanted him, even if only for this one time.
Post by Price Vanderson on Oct 28, 2023 7:32:04 GMT
“Then we’re agreed.” Price purred, tugging her in again, only a little disappointed that she’d chosen not to pull down his pants (he had quite a lot to show). His lips and tongue danced with hers, and he even cupped her thighs to lift her up against him.
“Let’s ditch this party.” He murmured between kissing. “My place isn’t far.” It was a joke, of course.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Oct 28, 2023 16:41:56 GMT
The warmth that spread through Callie’s body as they kissed and he pulled her close against him was delightful. Price was a fantastic kisser, though she wasn’t at all surprised by that. She grinned at his words and couldn’t help but chuckle a little.
“I only just got here…” She paused the kissing to give a mischievous smile. “If you’re ready to find a little more privacy together, I’m game. But you better make sure it’s worth missing the party over… afterall, no one parties quite like you Vandersons.” She teased with a wink, then kissed her way from his neck to his ear, giving a play bite as she did. Callie let her hand run down his torso and suggestively let her hand wander over his jeans. She’d heard he was well endowed, and was definitely interested in finding out for herself.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Oct 29, 2023 19:59:02 GMT
Alexis' stomach twisted at his words. She was sure the four of them could have quite a nice time. Those girls would be bragging at school on Monday about how they had hooked up with Ellis D. Milo was whatever but Ellis D was worth bragging about. Especially for girls like that. Alexis should have bragged more about him when they were together but instead she'd kept it mostly to herself and maybe a couple close friends. Friends and family alike just didn't see them together. He was far too low class for her, according to them.
And it was true that Alexis normally would have cared about that stuff but Ellis D had been different. Apparently not enough to fight for though. She'd given in to her family's demands and lost the first man she'd ever loved.
She only let Ellis D take a few steps towards the group before she moved forward and grabbed his elbow. "Wait, don't," she said, a plead in her gaze and a little pout on her lips. "Just come hang out with me," she said, bouncing on her heels which inevitably made her breasts bounce too.
Post by Price Vanderson on Nov 19, 2023 15:06:02 GMT
Price smirked, enjoying her kisses.
“It’s your choice, toots. Best part of the party or wait to finish sloppy seconds first?” He turned his head to make her stop kissing so he could look directly at her.
“I choose the best part.” He slipped his hands into her shirt to grab her bare waist and rolled himself against her, seeking to kiss her, moaning into it if he was successful.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Nov 21, 2023 17:36:14 GMT
Callie listened to Price as he spoke and couldn’t help but give a playful smile as a mischievous glint flashed in her eyes. She knew there would be many, many other parties, but how often would she get the chance to have some one on one fun with Price Vanderson? The way her body responded to his touch made her very aware of just how ready she was for them to find some privacy.
The goosebumps that rippled across her skin as his hand made contact with her bare waist before he came in for a kiss, only seemed to drive the point home that she wanted, no; needed some alone time with him. Callie accepted his kiss and practically felt her knees get weak when he moaned into the kiss. “Well then, you should take me somewhere a little more private.” She whispered against his lips in between kisses, enjoying the closeness, the skin on skin contact and looking forward to experiencing that further.
Post by Dakota Bartlett on Nov 30, 2023 1:34:29 GMT
Kota would offer her hand to Delaney and if the girl took it she'd lead them all back upstairs and to a balcony (where they weren't alone; a couple were making out opposite of them but neither seemed to care) but if Delaney didn't take her hand Kota would play it off looking for her phone.
Pulling a pocket full of lighters Kota picked the bright pink one and lit the tip of the joint, "My sister grew this, don't say anything though, Milo," she added his name jokingly before taking a few puffs from the joint and handing it off, "any big plans after school this year Milo?"
Post by Price Vanderson on Dec 2, 2023 11:50:15 GMT
Price, pleased she was being a sport, sought to scoop her up into his arms. He wasn’t the strongest, but she was small enough and he’d only do it long enough to get her out of sight of everyone else.
“Privacy is overrated.” He let her know matter-of-factly. “You don’t realize how exhilarating it is to have people watching until you’ve tried it.” He shivered at the memory.
Post by Calliope Bartlett on Dec 2, 2023 14:33:00 GMT
The surprise and delight on her face as she scooped her up was very apparent. Callie was accustomed to being ‘handled’ with ease, though in most of her situations she was used to having the control. This wasn’t about that though, and his statement about privacy made her chuckle. She had to issues being seen, but noticed that with older men she didn’t get to have as much fun as she’d like without the privacy. This time it was simply that her younger sister was at this party and she didn’t need to traumatize her. “Oh, I’m aware. But my sister is at this party and I’m not trying to scar her with those mental images.” She teased moving to run her fingers along the edge of his very nice jawline, leaning forward to then place a few slow, but wanting kisses against his neck.
Post by Ellis D. Youngblood on Dec 11, 2023 7:32:23 GMT
The way his stomach twisted when Alexis Vanderson grabbed his elbow infuriated him. He wanted to be over her, but if she hadn’t stopped him he would have been miserable and likely left. Now her head a reason to stay. He turned, brow irritable, but eyes on her bouncing chest hungry.
“Hang out?” He asked incredulously, but was clearly willing.
Post by Price Vanderson on Dec 11, 2023 7:48:25 GMT
Price didn’t even care anymore. She was kissing his jaw and he was almost bursting out of his pants. He had to put her down at the base of the stairs once inside the house—hey, it was a big house—and then he led her by the hand up to his room. And by his room, he actually led her to West’s room. She wouldn’t know any better, and getting some juice on his brother’s bed was Price’s idea of a prank.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Dec 18, 2023 15:52:38 GMT
One would think that irritable look on Ellis D. Youngblood's face might be enough to deter the young woman but it had no such affect. She'd seen similar looks countless times, especially since they'd broken up but Alexis was too stubborn to believe that Ellis D really didn't want anything to do with her. His grumpy behavior only made her more determined and perhaps she'd imagined the angry sex that could follow if she could only seal the deal again. Yet she wouldn't classify Ellis D as 'easy', not by any means. Still, she couldn't let it go. She couldn't let him go and so she'd never stopped trying to push herself into his life as often as she could. She wasn't the kind of girl to make a breakup easy.
The fact the he didn't just keep walking was a good first step. "I'll get you a drink if you want. Or we could find a game to play. Darts? Pool? Beer pong? Strip poker?" Of course the Vanderson house had it all. She smiled at him, clearly keen to do whatever he was willing to do, as long as she got to be there with him. She kept her arm in his elbow but had softened it so she wasn't tugging now, instead her fingers played lightly against his bicep, trailing her fingertips softly over the muscle.
Post by Ellis D. Youngblood on Dec 19, 2023 10:51:23 GMT
It was so hard for him, in fact nearly impossible, to look down at Alexis and not see everything. Everything they had been through. Everything they had shared. Every secret, every promise. He looked down at her and didn’t see a hot girl who would probably let her in his pants. He saw a woman, through and through, with a personality he admired and a passion he loved. He saw her vulnerability, her weakness, and her strengths. Ellis D. tricked himself day in and day out as he pretended not to care anymore. No, he cared deeply. He cared so much, that even looking at her hurt; her tickling fingertip was like fire.
She probably saw it in his eyes and expression as he looked at her. That familiar brooding face with the eyes that told all. She was toying with him, but he would die for her.
“I think coming was a mistake.” The words left his mouth quietly, coldly, but inky because they were holding back the torrent.
With that, he dislodged his arm from hers and started to leave.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Dec 21, 2023 18:19:58 GMT
Alexis' heart twisted in her chest at the way he looked at her. She so often tried to minimize what they had, hoping it would make her feel better, but it was all a farce. Their connection had been the most genuine thing in her life and when he told her he shouldn't have come and started to leave she felt desperation clawing from it's depths inside of her. Yes, she played games. She was good at games. Games helped her to distance herself from the real feelings that she tried to hide. The protected her from being vulnerable, but sometimes the games weren't enough.
She hurried to step directly in front of him, stopping his path and if he tried to dodge her she'd try to stay in front of him. "Don't. Please don't leave," she said, vulnerability in her expression as she looked up at his beautiful face. All pretense fell away and she let him see her, the real her. "I want you stay. Please stay. We can just talk if you want. Please," she practically begged, not even trying to touch him anymore, as if he'd disappear into a cloud of fog if she tried.