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  [12 ABY] Snapshots
May 14, 2013 5:31:47 AM    View the profile of THX1138 
Therex woke up, refusing to open his eyelids more than a few nanometers. The light that filtered through blinded him. Forcing his eyes shut again, he tried again, this time shading his eyes with one of his massive blue hands. He got his eyes open just enough that his eyes began to adjust. The blinding white light, resolved into actual points of less harsh lamps. Removing his hand, Therex opened his eyes the rest of the way. Blinking several times, the blurry shapes in his view became solid objects... And people. Dead people.


Panicking, Therex sat straight up, and swiveled his head around so fast his neck popped. The pain and shock to his system were enough to wake him completely. Glancing around at the bodies around him, Therex looked at one closer. No, not dead. Worse. They were black-out drunk. Once they woke up, they would wish they were dead. Sighing in relief, Therex took his first true awoken glance around the room. This was definitely his home. But he couldn’t remember anything.


Rubbing his eyes and stretching, Therex realized how cold it felt. Looking down, he realized that he was devoid of clothing. He also wasn’t the only one. Several of the embalmed party goers were nude as well, men and women alike. Stepping over the multitude of drunken cadavers, Therex found a change of clothes and donned them, his dignity glad at the fact that no one was awake.


Therex tried to piece together the last night.

Someone had suggested a New Year’s party. He couldn’t remember who, or how he was talked into this bad idea. But, from what he could remember, the plan was to get booze, hookers, and booze, and just end the year with a bang, and begin the new one with fresh regrets. At the start, everything had gone great. They had music and plenty of people. Food had been set up in the kitchen, buffet style, and drinks were everywhere.

Lying back in his chair, Therex let his mind put the bits together. Slowly, he started remembering the entire night’s frivolities.

Razor had been more than willing to supply the hookers, granted Therex provided the budget. Thanks to his connections, they had no shortage of gorgeous, buxom women to go around. Some women there weren’t even prostitutes. Apparently Bright had shown up at some point, but left promptly after an inebriated Therex made a pass at her.

Chuckling to himself, Therex rubbed his face where the skin was a deep purple from the back of her hand. Turning to the group of passed out people, Therex spotted more people he recognized. There was an obvious flash of red hair as Therex picked out Xylonia Rose.

Xy had been a bit more open to Therex’s advances, but it was still no easy feat. She was always dripping with panting men. Therex even had to fight off a few just to talk to her. He remembered the kiss she had left him with, leaving his lips tingling for hours.

After mingling for several hours, Therex told everyone that the new year was on a quick approach. They all gathered and counted down with the Galactic Holo-Network broadcasts. As the last second ticked away, Therex watched as the party went from awesome to full blown, drunken, amazing. Liquors of all sorts were spraying around the room. People were hooping and hollering. Therex had already downed a total of four bottles of a hard scotch, and as such, his inhibitions were close to non-existent. He had climbed up on a table and had danced to the music along with a bunch of other people.

This was only the first mistake of the year.

After removing his shirt and pants, the table had given way to the massive weight atop it. As all four people hit the ground, they landed in a tumbled mess, laughing and gasping for air. Only now did Therex realize that he had landed on top of Xy. Both of them inebriated, they had opted to stay on the floor, wrapped up in each other.

Therex sat forward in his chair and sighed. The party was over now. No point in reminiscing. It was time to start a new year of bad decisions. Standing up, he noticed the first of his floor mogue, rise from the dead.

Stumbling over some of the people, Therex approached the groaning, naked woman. Handing her a blanket, he helped her up and guided her to the couch, sitting her down after moving the bum who had taken up residence there.

“My head hurts,” she mumbled around dry, chapped lips.

“Oh, it gets worse.”

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777 words. I know it sucks, but my writer's block kicked in halfway through. Sorry.
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