MARDI GRAS - [!EVENT!]

[Taro Mizeal]

^{Taro rolled his eyes, “Yeah, I’m sure.” He said, crossing his arms and staring down the street, his mind going blank. Thinking of absolutely nothing.
He then turned to Dae, forcing a smile upon his face, “So what tactics shall we make to get ‘er to sit?” he asked, smiling a crooked smile. Surely if they were to leave their friend it would not be a good ending for her at all. He wondered how long it would take someone to take advantage of a drunken fool like this. Her mind was in no great state at this present time. He couldn’t imagine anything more happening. He couldn’t let one of the only friends he had get hurt like that.}

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[Adonis White]

”Or you’ll do what?” he challenged her with a lifted eyebrow and a grin. He felt a little bit more comfortable playing around with her. He was starting to fall back into his element because when she flipped on him it through off his entire flow. Fucked him up. ”Can’t smile if I ain’t got shit tah smile bout. You gon gimme su’in tah smile bout?” He asked her sincerely, giving her a little more of a softer expression. He wasn’t frowning nor was he grinning. ”Ya can’t cut me if ya dead.” He joked with a laugh. He couldn’t bring himself to hit a woman other than if it was in his defense. And even then, the most he’d do is grab them. But even then, it took a lot for him to hit a girl. She’d have to had done something extreme for him to harm a female.

His jaw dropped a little and his eyes widened a bit with her comment. She was just getting colder and colder by the moment, and here he thought they were starting to warm up a bit. ”You sayin dat on real shit or trynah be funny?” He didn’t find it funny at all, hell, she was making it seem like he was bound to fail and she was waiting on it. ”If you was dat sho I would, I’ont think you’d waste ya time on my ass. So I think ya trynah front. See I think ya feel da exact opposite but ya trynah cover it up. You ain’t slick.” he wasn’t a psychologist, but he’d say she wanted to give him a try, she expected something different from him and he expected something different from her.

No guy wanted a girl to jump in front of him and take a fight. A cat fight yes, but when niggas were coming at him, he wanted to take care of it himself. He was a naturally protective guy; he didn’t want to put his girl into danger and didn’t want danger to come to his girl. He’d fight without hesitation, and for groups like that, he pulled out the knife. He did it on instinct, though, he didn’t do much that wasn’t. He had to break that habit somehow, one day he was going to bite off a little more than he could chew. But until that day came, he was talking shit and not giving a damn. ”Nah, it ain’t worth it.” He said simply. On retrospect it wasn’t worth it and because he already had a record he’d be in juvi for a long while unless he called mom and asked her to bail him out. He’d get his ass whopped breakfast lunch and dinner.

He looked down at his hand in disgust as she rubbed the blood on it and pulled his hand back fast. At the blood smear covering it. The blood didn’t bother him, it was who’s blood it was that did.. ”Man look! Now ya got bitch blood on me an it’s in my pours an shit!” The guy was a bitch, he jus hoped it wasn’t contagious. Regardless though, they had to wash their hands, he wasn’t going to walk around with blood on his hand all night, some white person might call the police, and no matter how he explained it, he was most likely going to jail because he just looked like he would do something he shouldn’t be doing. That’s why he believed all cops were raciest. Protect and serve; yeah fucking right. Protect and serve nosey white people yes.

He bent down to pick up his bottle which hadn’t been touched thank god, and right as he rose back up a bottle flew passed his head and landed on the wall causing him to jump a little. Automatically, his head turned to where it came from ready to beat the hell out of someone before he looked down at her and unzipped his jacket, handing it to her. ”Niggas jus urgin me to act a fuckin fu at fuckin mardi gras.” He said, handing her the bottle as well and pulling up his pants again as he walked in the direction the bottle had came from yelling, ”Who da fuck through dat shit!? Who wanna get fucked up!?” Now at first he was positive no one would step up, until some dude called over to him, ”I did you bitch ass nigga!” When he turned, he saw a guy around his height and size, but he was dark skinned with braids. He recognized him from way back; some dude that hated on him in San Diego. He must have been here just for Mardi Gras . He couldn’t remember his name, and didn’t really care. But he kept his knife in his pocket, he wasn’t going to use it. He chuckled though as he walked towards him, running his hand over his mouth. ”Aye, repeat dat nigga…?” He said with a little humor in his voice but as soon as he opened his mouth, Adonis was in range and before he could get out two sylibals he came back with a haymaker that landed on his jaw.

The guy stumbled but came to as Adonis went down to tackle him and ended up slamming the guys back into the wall. He felt two punches land on his back before he rose back up and served a right and a left to his stomach before he came up and started tearing up his face with hooks and jabs, small pauses between each punch he threw. People started to gather around in interest as Adonis was throwing punches and making contact the boy trying to protect his face and throw punched at the same time but was falling short. Adonis tossed a strong left hook because he was left handed, but missed because the guy had ducked down and had grabbed his waist in the efforts of tackling him. He refused to go down though and because he was pushing he was forced to keep stepping back, until the front of someone’s car stopped him. He back slammed into it hard, a blast of pain shooting up his spine and it stopped him from throwing punches for the time being and gave the guy time to get a few punches in, in which he did. He covered his face with his arms as the guy began swinging on him and when he finally missed his right jab Adonis came up with the left and nailed his jaw. His head shot back as he stumbled back and getting from off the car, Adonis came with another haymaker hitting him in the nose and that was when blood started to fly. At his knuckles, he felt something crack and snap, and because he didn’t feel anything it was positive it wasn’t him. He had either broke the guy’s nose. He yelled and bent over holding his nose and as a finale Adonis came up with a left uppercut and hit him in the mouth two of his teeth scraping his knuckles and causing a deep cut on his middle finger. The guy’s head shot up and he fell back holding not his nose anymore but his entire face but Adonis wasn’t done. He had snapped and was in his zone and he began kicking his ribs and stomach, blood dripping down from his left hand.

[Bryan Lewis]

Bryan was talking to Kyra. He caught some beads from the drunk men in the parade laughing a bit making a few jokes to Kyra. He heard a familiar voice, It sounded angry.Adonis. He didn't really see his brother in a while, but he knew the voice when he heard it. He turned to find Adonis beating the shit out of some guy. He silently told Kyra that he would be right back and immediately ran to the scene, grabbing Adonis by his ribs, picking him up slightly and moving him behind of Bryan. "Whats going on here?" He said, looking towards Adonis and then back to the guy who was lying there coughing up blood a bit.

[Raphael Smith]

Raphael came out the crowd, pushing people out the way. "Yah niggas betta fucking move." Raphael saids, then looks down at the boy. He glares over at Adonis and Bryan. "That's what the fuck I'm talking about, fams." He was referring to Adonis, because he knew Adonis fucked him up. Raphael wore a dark blue plain hoody, with his hood over his head. He had on some black baggy pants, with some black forces. He had to sneak out the house to get away from that stupid House Arrest shit to come here. He heard his family was gonna be here and he just had to come. Raphael spits on the dude. "Don't fuck with our fams, no more, nigga!" Raphael laughs, walking over to cool down Adonis. "You straight, nigga? You fucked him up!" Raphael laughs. He finally looked over to notice Bryan. "What up, B?" he nodded at him.[/color]

[Kayla Alexander]

Kayla was enjoying every moment with Adonis, and messing with his head, in every way as possible. But this fighting side of him was kinda a turn on for her. He knew how to stand his grounds, when it came to do it. She never seen someone be so fired up with rage and speak out about it. She watched the fight and seen the fight could of either way, but in the ending, Adonis whooped his ass. Some big dude, who she met at the mall came to pull him away. He looked so ugly that day. His head looked like a king-size skittle, which made her laugh. But Adonis looked waayy more sexier then him. She look to notice some other boy came over and hyped up, or drunk or whatever. She heard him call Adonis's fams. They must of been related or something. He looked cute, but he looked to young for her, but she liked Adonis more though. She went over to hug Adonis, after the fight to cool him down. "That's enough of that!" she snaps. "You had me worried for a moment." she saids, when the dude gain advantage over him for awhile. She didn't want his face getting messed up or anything by the dude.

[Adonis White]

Right before his next kick he felt someone grab him and pull him back like the matrix. He was heated, ready to start drilling who ever it was for putting their hands on him until he realized it was his brother. "Fuck dat shit!" He yelled fired up, he couldn't get out what happened fast enough as he pulled up his pants once more, his fists balled up and his jaw flexed. He tried to get passed him but his brother was a big ass dude, and even though they were the same height, Bryan had weight over him, yet it didn't stop him from trying to get passed him. "Fuck dat nigga Bryan! Bitch think he can talk big shit i'll stomp a mud-hole in da muthafucka!" He tried pushing passed him, noticing some people were helping up. Though he was breathing hard and his nose was flared, he tried to calm down and it didn't take too long. He stepped back and looked down at his hand, and flexed it into a fist but decided to ignore it. His knuckles were bruised up and starting to swell but he didn't care.

He heard Raphael before he saw him and it made him chuckle between his heavy breathing. To catch his breath a bit faster, he crossed his fingers and rested them on top of his head trying to bring himself to calm down. "Man... Fuck dat shit. Fuckin Texas got me fuckin bent; i ain't changed. Niggas can still get dey ass whooped da same way dey wouldda in... San Diego an ATL; it's nuh'in." He repeated himself between his breath. He coughed before turning and seeing Kayla walking towards him. He cracked a smile as she wrapped her arms around him and took one last deep breath, regaining composure. "I'm straight." e started to feel his left hand going numb and he looked down at it one last time before looking back at the guy, he was being helped away, one of the helpers on the phone. One thought came to mind, and it was then when he realized all of them should probably evacuate the premises soon. "Kayla dese my folks, dat's my brutha Bryan an my cousin Raphael... But 5-0 bousta be here an i ain't trynah go back tah da pen so les' go."

[Raphael Smith]

Raphael nodded to her. "What's up, Kayla?" Raphael saids, then looks at Adonis doing face expressions: He looked at Adonis and tipped his head to the side, glaring over at Kayla. He was basically asking, if Kayla was his girl or something.

Raphael looked at them both, closely. He noticed Adonis's hands were swelling and he had some blood on his other hand. He looked over at Kayla to notice she had some blood on her hands too. They musta really be clownin' tonight or doing alot of fighting to get blood. "Man. I can't be doing this shit, dawg. I come too fucking late and yah be having 5.0 coming and shit.. I suppose to be on House Arrest, yah niggas gonna get me in trouble. I'll hit cha up later, yah feel me?" Raphael saids, running off into the crowd.[/color]

[Kayla Alexander]

Kayla gives Bryan, a fake smile. "Hi." she saids, rolling her eyes at him. Kayla whispers in Adonis's ear "You needa teach him how to be REAL man.' she looked over at Raphael, as he saids "What's up". "Hey. Nice to meet you, Raphael." she smiles. She watched Raphael run off into the crowd, after hearing he was suppose to be on house arrest. He could get in major trouble, if he gets caught. Kayla looked at Bryan, noticing there was one more person missing. She remember Bryan, at the mall with his brother. But she couldn't think of who it was. "Ain't there another brother in the family?" she asked, out of curious.

She heard about Adonis mentioning 5.0. They both had clown tonight and they both would of have gotten trouble. They both did have blood from people earlier, police would of thought they were doing some serious fighting or something. She wasn't in the mood to have to whoop a police ass to do some time for it. "Let's go. Lead the way." she grabs his hand. "Don't be stupid and run us right into the police like most niggas would." she gives him a cold glare. But she was really teasing. She could trust Adonis, when it came from getting away from polices. Well, she hoped she could trust him.

[Adonis White]

Adonis shook his head at his cousin and gave a smirk nodding, knowing what he was trying to say. He was always on the run the moment "police" were mentioned in a convorsation. "Jus hit me up fu!" He called to hm as he ran off. He looked at Bryan as she whispered in his ear, letting out a small laugh. He didn't mention all the drama that had happened within the passed half hour to Raphael though, didn't seem like he needed to. He took his jacket from her and raised his eyebrow. They had to have met before, or else she wouldn't have known about his little brother Trey. It didn't really phase him much, he knew they hadn't done anything; he was positive after what she whispered in his ear. "Yeah, dere's my lil brutha Trey. He runnin round here somewhere wit his lil white girl." That girl had no idea what she was getting herself into. She was some broad born and raised on a farm, dating his little brother; a ghetto-ass dude damn near as bad as him. He didn't understand it, but it wasn't for him to judge.

As she took his hand he looked down the street before looking back to Bryan, "Ya know da deal. Ya ain't seen me, you'ont know me. Text me when shit dies down a lil bit." Juvi just didn't sound too hot right now, especially since he was supposed to be having a good time tonight. "Gurl if ya only knew how used tah dis shit i am." He admitted. He got more boom for his buck... With his hand holding on to her's, he looked around to see if anyone was paying close attention to them before he mad his way across the street and into a long alleyway. They had to get away from all the people, no doubt someone had caught a good visual on his face, and white people where extra quick to jump on snitching. It was dangerous to be roaming through the big crowd. "Man su'in fuckin tell me punk ass Susie bousta snitch an cops is bousta be hella deep." He said looking down at her as they walked down the alley. "Yes, he is a tall black male. Very good looking but he looks like he would do something like this." he tried mocking a white girl, "Fuckin white people always trynah have me duckin an dodgin da police like Harriet Tubman an shit." He had to chuckle at his own joke as he turned his head and glanced behind them. "Aye, i hope ya'aint gotta ride or nuh'in ya can't lose track of, cuz if we both stay on da street n shit, we both goin down."

[Kayla Alexander]

Kayla remembered who the boy was now, Trey. Yeah, Trey. He seem like he could pull any girl, how he acts. That boy always were tryna flirt or something or doing something crazy, but he seem like a cool person, when you really got to know him. She can tell they were brothers because they both looked alike, a little bit. But Trey didn't look shit like Bryan though. She didn't know white girls was Trey's type, but that's his business. That's noone else concern. If he wanted to date her, then that's him. Noone can judge him for what he does. Life is short and you gotta live to the fullest, even if it means doing awkward things at times.

When they were trying to sneak they way through the crowd. Adonis seem to know what he was doing, but she knew he was about to joke soon or later about white people. He seem very hostile against them. She ain't have no problem white people, it was just the racist ones. Kayla laughs at his joke about white people snitchin, but it was the truth, they always were the ones to snitch. Kayla takes Adonis's cap, placing it forwards over his eyes. He takes his hood, putting it ontop of his cap to cover his face, a-bit. "I drove myself here. They won't think I did anything, if they don't look at my hands, that is. But I'm all togetha. I knew this was going to happen sooner or later." Kayla saids. She takes some skinny black gloves out of her pocket, placing them on each of her hands to hide the blood, for awhile. She digs in her pocket to take out 2 extra gloves, that might be able to fit Adonis's hands, well, she hoped. She took his hand, pulling the gloves on for him. "When you get out this crowd to where all the cars is. Look for a cute pink car. I'll drive you out of here. Hurry, I don't want you getting caught or anything." Kayla worried for him, a-bit. She had a feeling that someone would of grabbed him, holding him until the police came. She reeled forward towards his face to kiss him on the lips. She didn't wanna kiss him, but she didn't know if it might of been the last time she might seen him. So, she did it anyway. "See you soon." she runs off back into the crowd, trying to get through.

[Mychal Shanks]

Mychal smiled at Taro, then to Cade, then to Dae as she stumbled over, grabbing ahold of Cade as she fell down in the middle of the street, he landed ontop of her and she let off a loud laugh as she coughed a bit, her face got red as she giggled. How could someone get this torn up off of just one measely little drink? How could they? She didnt know, nor did she care, cause she was having the time of her life. She let off a loud giggle and wrapped her arms playfully around Cade's neck.. "Oh baby.. You is fineee!!" She said with a quick smirk.

[Faerydae Richmond]

Oh god Dae thought to herself answering Taro's question. "I don't know but we need to do it--like now." She went a little wide-eyed and helped Mychal get to her feet and took her hand. It seemed impossible for someone to get this drunk off of one measly drink. Then a thought came to her, those guys probably put something in her drink. What assholes! Anger began to bubble inside of her. She wanted to go tear there shitty heads to pieces for doing this to her, but if that was the case then how come Dae felt fine? She had already drank half of her bottle and nothing had happened. It was either that she had a strong ammune system or that they hadn't even knocked up her bottle too. Hadn't they both been looking though when they prepared the drinks? It just didn't seem to piece all together, something was definitely wrong here and she wanted to know what. Questions ran through her head and she didn't know what to say it was impossible for her to think right now, especially with all of these people around.

[Melody Frost]

Melody was actually happy that Trey wanted to go somewhere else also and she followed him avoiding the drunk guy who was still sitting on the ground holding his face. She smirked a little and held Trey's hand pulling him a little closer to make sure she didn't loose him in the crowd.

[Trey Lewis]

THe moved to a less crowded place with Melody, pulling him closer to her. "You don't wanna lose me either, huh?" he laughs. "This good for yah?" Trey asked her.

[Bryan Lewis]

Bryan took out his sidekick as he spotted some cops. He typed across the phone quickly.




NEW TEXT MESSAGE FOR ADONIS:
Yo, Dude I just spotted some cops and they headin yo way, u betta try to get out of there.

He closed the phone looking around the parade.