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Post by Anton Ylyglean on May 28, 2006 1:30:32 GMT -5
Anton wore his blue Lackluster sport shirt and his black track shorts, He greased his hair up in this absurd mohawk, his hair was long and he made it into a mohawk? Anton jumped over a hurdle thing and jumped over a couple of other ones, he then ran a lap around the feild. When he was done he began to dribble a soccer ball, he kicked it into the goal and ran around the feild dribbling it. He was just playing around.
Anton was flabegasted, he never knew he could run that much and still not be tired, he sat down on a bench near him, with the ball he was playing with by his side, he took his blue Gatorade and drank, it was pouring all over him, but you wouldn't notice it if you were far away or close. He was seriously wasted.
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Post by Artemis Saggezza on May 29, 2006 12:57:34 GMT -5
--Artemis wandered, and decided to go play soccer. The ball under her arm, she approched the field, and was surprised to find someone else there. she smiled, and walked toward him. She snickered as she saw him dump gatorade all over himself. she rolled her eyes. The kid looked wasted....--
"Smooth move kid..." she snickered, and ...."Nice hawk, I'm Arty..." she smiled, and looked at him, dropping her soccer ball, and resting a foot on top of it....."You are?"
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Post by Anton Ylyglean on Jun 1, 2006 10:00:41 GMT -5
Anton turned to see a girl walk his way, “I have loads of good moves….” He replied, patting his chest, it hurt from running a lot, well not the chest, but his lungs. “Thanks about the Hawk, man.” Then realizing he was talking to girl, he added, “Sister, sister Arty… interesting name.” He returned a smile and stood up, “I apparently am Anton Ylyglean…. From The Netherlands, but what part? Amsterdam… the sex and drugs capital, if ya know what I mean…” He said with a wink.
He began to dribble his ball and do tricks, trying to show off, “Your name is like the beating of a new born calf’s heart… and a rabbit in a frog’s throat…” He was random, sometimes, one he tried to stick a pencil up his bum in Math class in front of the boys in his class. “Holiness can be found in the right action…” He said in a oldish man’s voice. He then turned to Arty, “You in any of my classes or have we met before?” He then said quickly after that,"You remind me of my mom..." Just trying to make her get angry, he usually teased girls, who were jocks.
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Post by Artemis Saggezza on Jun 1, 2006 16:48:48 GMT -5
--Artemis snickered, and shrugged. She wouldn't know anything about Amsterdam....*shifty eyes* She watched him momentarily, and shook her head. She knew he was just trying to piss her off, and he honestly had no chance of succeeding. She sighed, and rested a hand on her hip..--
"Well Anton, " she smiled mockingly....."Your mother must be pretty hott if I remind you of her..." she grinned, and her eyes twinkled. She loved a good fight...
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Post by Anton Ylyglean on Jun 2, 2006 22:28:13 GMT -5
Anton smirked, "Yeah, she is... to my dad!" He then stood up, "As I said before, wanna macth?" He then dribbled the ball, showing off is swift mives and stuff. He then did flipos in mid-air, but then landed on his butt. Aching, he stood up and smiled, showing off flips must of meant you were good.
"Come on, take me on. I know ya wanna..." He said, with a flirtacious [sp?] wink. He then looked up to see a clear blue sky and no clouds.
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Post by Artemis Saggezza on Jun 3, 2006 13:50:05 GMT -5
--Artemis laughed as he fell on his ass.--
"Smooth moves hot shot...." she said mockingly, and she shrugged....."WHat the hell, you could use an ass-whopping, maybe it'll calm that ego of yours to be whacked around a bit by a girl..." she grinned, and stole the ball from him.
--She dribbled it towards the net, kicked it up with her feet, landing on the tops of her sneakers. She tossed it in the air again, and flipped backwards to kick it, making contact and sending it flying in a straight line behind her, straight towards Anton. She landed lightly on her back, supporting herself with her elbows. She looked back, and grinned..--
"HEADS UP HOTSHOT!" she yelled, snickering loudly
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Post by Anton Ylyglean on Jun 4, 2006 1:52:05 GMT -5
"But, life hurts... so I don't care i 's just my asshat hurts...."He said and a ball towards the net, the ball flew into the air, but luckily went into the net. "HA!" He yelled and began to dance aroud as if he wee a lunatic.He then went to pick up his ball and kick Artemis' back. He did both. "So?what grade you in? I'm guessing your in 9th Grade, or in other words: Freshman..."
Anton loved pissing off girls who jocks, it ws in his blood, metaphorically. He dribbled his ball back to where Artemis was. He put the ball on his knee and began to kick from his knee. "Beat that, loser!" He began to dance agin, but this time sing, he was singing Micheal Jackson's song, Thriller.
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