#valdez.event003

[waywcrdsons-blog]

“Well? Where do you think I should get it?” Ashley asked, his t-shirt in his hand and not on his body where it should be, as he (comically) flexed his muscles. If his body could be regarded as a canvas, it was one that had been recycled tenfold. 

Most of his torso and back littered with various tattoos ranging from detailed works that signified specific periods of his life right down to a stick and poke stick man he had let his twin brother tattoo on him after they had split a bottle of tequila. 

“What about on my back somewhere?” Ashley was, trying to look over his shoulder impossibly at the surface, which resulted in him spinning in circles like a Shih Tzu trying to chase it’s own tail. 

“Wow, fuck a duck, I’m dizzy.” 

[ofbctrayals]

“is it just ME, or does the idea of this thing just seem to fucking INVITE disaster?” jason’s brows are furrowed in a sort of scowl, as per usual; he watches the events before them with an evident skepticism. “is everyone already forgetting what’s happened the last couple months? i swear, say FREE BOOZE and anyone in this town will show up,” he scoffs, shaking his head. he brings his own flask to his lips, untrusting of the beverages provided at the event. “caution be DAMNED.”

[savagcs]

i’ll start replying to event stuff in a moment but i just wanted to share this live image of king during the party first

[kingcobraxue]

“You look like you need a drink.” A devilish smile dancing on her lip, red dress picked out by King. The leader looked otherwordly, an old snake tattoo coiling around her body, and a new one around her wrist. She wanted to share the pain and pleasure of tonight with her folks. She felt happy, victorious, strong. And for once she looked relaxed, happy in her skin “Let me get you something. Anything. This is a night of celebration.”

[itsalexkingsley-blog]

‘The Initiation’ Summary: 

ALEX attended the event as support to the special ops team Niko sent out. She spent the night on the outskirts of the event, observing who spoke to who and keeping track of which Savage members entered and left the party. Once she believed it was clear that no significant fight would break out, she left and reported back to Niko. After this, she went to her usual club and broke the sobriety she held over the time of the event. 

All event threads are now ceased. Normal threads will now resume. 

[cortezgxld]

‘The Initiation’ Summary:

CORTEZ attended the event out of curiosity alone. He wished to see the truth of the rumors himself. He spent the event going around and gaining all the intelligence he could as well as catching up with recent events and feuds. He only spent an hour or two there and then returned home where he noted down all conversations he overheard as well as a list of names of Savages who were there. 

All event threads are now ceased. Normal threads will now resume.

[waywcrdsons-blog]

Redoing the buttons on his shirt carefully, Jax had forgotten the unique sting that came with getting a tattoo -- the last one he had gotten was over five years prior. He had decided on a simple and small version of the compulsory cobra, the design on his collarbone which was the reason for how gingerly he carried out a task as easy as redressing. 

Exhaling a sigh, he rolled his neck, working out the stiffness that had settled at the back of it from being sat still for the duration of his inking. 

“I need a fuckin’ drink.”

[savagcs]

❝ i’m just gonna go ahead and say it. ❞ hayden spoke up to the person standing next to him. ❝ i’d never get a tattoo for my lousy gang--- group, organization, whatever you wanna fuckin’ call it. i do, however, want to get one tonight. ❞ he waved a dismissive hand, though he hadn’t given the person a chance to react yet. ❝ no, i don’t mean a snake one. i’m not switching sides, balthazar’s ghost would haunt me for it. i mean i want to get your name tattooed on me. that’ll be a fun story to tell, right ? ❞ 

[ofbctrayals]

IT WASN’T THAT SHE THOUGHT harm would befall her at the hands of the cobras, necessarily, now that she was there. although she clearly didn’t know king and hildie as well as she THOUGHT she did, kaliah was fairly certain in her belief that they wouldn’t target her simply for not immediately joining them and their cobras. she simply didn’t know what to EXPECT anymore-- especially here and now. so at the sight of a familiar figure approaching her, kaliah’s head snaps in their direction with a questioning glare, hands quirking for a moment and subsequently shaking the dark liquid in the cup she holds between painted fingernails. “sorry. just keeping an eye out, you know?” kali raises the drink in a sort of cheers and greeting, lips widening into an easier smile. “enjoying yourself?”

[ofbctrayals]

EYES DART BACK AND FORTH, WARY. samantha’s thin frame ( dressed in black cutoff shorts and a fitted cropped tank, topped with an unzipped slightly oversize hoodie which thinly concealed the gun on her waist ) is seated on the stoop that remains of the charred mansion. the stone steps were one of the few remnants from its initial grandeur, although it remained sufficiently ashy, to say the LEAST. gaze flickered upwards to observe the visage of the individual approaching. “fancy seeing you here.” the words seem to lazily slip from her lips, which are upturned in the slightest of smirks. “an interesting way to spend a night, wouldn’t you say?”