- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Action-adventure, adult characters, alternate universe, anime, crime drama, cyberpunk, darker themes, drama, dystopia, eastern, edo, epic quest, fairy tale, fantasy, feudal, futuristic, grimdark, heian, high fantasy, low fantasy, magic, modern, modern fantasy, modern scifi, paranormal, psychological, romance, scifi, supernatural, urban fantasy.
As told, Nick set the plates in the sink, turning to watch Marc open the cabinet as he did so. There was a plethora of liquor, a variety Nick had only ever seen in a bar. His face clearly showed his surprise; he was nearly so dumbfounded that he didn't hear what Marc said at first. Nick swallowed hard and went back towards the couch, eyeing the two glasses as he sat back down. "One sip won't hurt me, I suppose." He thought and picked the glass up.
"Oh, a dare-devil are we?" Nick smirked a little. It was hard to imagine Marc making trouble or doing something stupid like other kids, but supposed that everyone did at least one dumb thing. It made him curious to hear what Marc did. He sure had some tales to tell himself, being the adventurous sort as a teen. He always took the dare and was lucky enough to have never gotten caught. Nick took a sip of the whiskey. "Damn," He gave a satisfied sigh. It was superb, the kind of good stuff that Nick would get drunk on if and when he got the chance to drink something good. It was definitely tempting and he had to remind himself of his trek back across town.
"Oh, a dare-devil are we?" Nick smirked a little. It was hard to imagine Marc making trouble or doing something stupid like other kids, but supposed that everyone did at least one dumb thing. It made him curious to hear what Marc did. He sure had some tales to tell himself, being the adventurous sort as a teen. He always took the dare and was lucky enough to have never gotten caught. Nick took a sip of the whiskey. "Damn," He gave a satisfied sigh. It was superb, the kind of good stuff that Nick would get drunk on if and when he got the chance to drink something good. It was definitely tempting and he had to remind himself of his trek back across town.