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Role play Live : Group : The Death Club
Save me from Sanity meets Boobs Inga Boobs!
Love is in the air.
Player:
CharlotteCarrendar
MaylionCarrendar
CharlotteCarrendar: – The entire wedding party was now either disheveled or covered in cake and debris. Lopsided hats on Queens, and Biker boys smeared in cake. Sven was cradling his beloved new hubby Dai, while Inga dropped the remaining bits of the broken vase on the ground. Darlene was barely standing, after tussling with the mighty Helga, but her resolve was as strong as ever. ’ I’m Lois lane right?.. Superman’s wife.. and you blonde tit.. you can’t take him away from me, okay?! ‘’ Inga narrowed her eyes and then her mouth opened and closed like a gold fish, before crying out. “Kraus…vhat is she talking about?” Kraus skidded over to Inga’s side, and then almost out of breathe; panted. “This is Darlene…from the mental hospital I ended up in before I came back to you. She is the patient who saved me.” Everyone in the room then all turned their attention on Darlene, after Kraus’s admission. Kraus patted Inga’s shoulder, then tried to step over the downed Helga, to come between Inga and Darlene. “Darlene…hunny, the woman you called a blonde tit…is my love. I know you think you are Lois….but you are Darlene. I’m not your Superman, I am just a man who loves his Kitty Girl, Inga.”- and at this moment, he gestured back at Inga, who smiled at him brightly. Kraus then resumed his gaze on Darlene and said. “Do you want me to take you back….to the Hospital, and talk to the administrator?” <3>
MaylionCarrendar: – TLC would broadcast this wedding as number one craziest weddings. When things crash, they would crash well. A day like this would be remembered for years and shared from generation to generation. The history books wouldn’t forgot about this event and perhaps in the future it would even be considered as a myth. Maybe there was going to be a new superman comic book written about this wedding. Who knows? Darlene stood there pointing her finger at Inga. But Inga didn’t respond to her, no she aimed her crying self to Superman asking him for an explanation. “This is Darlene…from the mental hospital I ended up in before I came back to you. She is the patient who saved me.” — No no Superman.. don’t say that. Darlene could feel the crowd turning their heads and all looking at her.. there it was the same look on faces as she got from her disaster dinner party years back. Darlene could feel the shame in her stomach.. and it felt as if it was creeping up her throat and had numbed her legs. She had made so much effort the last few days to be a free person and escape that facility for Kraus.. For Superman.. Her love. She was Lois Lane. And he had confirmed it in the wedding speech. He had thrown this wedding for her to celebrate their love for each other. Wasn’t THAT what she deserved after going against every rule in the hospital to save him? Kraus then stepped over the steroid-milk-producing Helga who was still lying on the ground. . “Darlene…hunny, the woman you called a blonde tit…is my love. I know you think you are Lois….but you are Darlene. I’m not your Superman, I am just a man who loves his Kitty Girl, Inga.”- and at this moment, he gestured back at Inga, who smiled at him brightly. Kraus then resumed his gaze on Darlene and said. “Do you want me to take you back….to the Hospital, and talk to the administrator?” — Darlene stared at him with disbelief in her eyes. Her mouth opened slightly baring her white front teeth. She blinked a few times slowly and then moved her non injured hand in her hair in confusion while looking at Inga. (Darlene) ‘’ No .. you told me to escape, right? You told me to look for you! And I DID! .. AND NOW YOU PUT ME TO SHAME! RIGHT HERE! .. YOU TOLD ME THAT YOU LOVED ME YES?! … YOU TOLD ME SO! .. YOU PROMISED.. you promised. ‘’ The bubbles had reached her head pretty good, but receiving a complete different plot than she imagined all this time had made her sober in one hit. The blast to her head wasn’t present anymore. But tears were rolling down her face, as if it was the truth she had told Kraus, and Inga, and the crowd around them. (Darlene) ‘’ you want to lock me up?.. Like everyone did, yes? ‘’ Then the hand released her hair and sideways swung towards Superman’s cheek her palm. No nails were used.. just a simple smack to set ground to the pain and disappointment she felt.
CharlotteCarrendar: – The sound of the slap would resonate across the crowded room, which had all silenced in the wake of Darlene’s screams and protests. Kraus didn’t move, and his head simply followed the direction of the slap, her hand living a welt like imprint that shone upon his alabaster complexion. Maybe he deserved it, maybe he didn’t, but hells bells, did this bring out the tiger in Inga. She had literally been through the ringer of emotional upheaval, and dated some crazy ass German muscle bound hippo, done the porn movie from hell with Le Cock, who killed her dog. She had a wedding dress that she ordered from Japan and never worn, and she wanted so much for this to be a NORMAL day in their lives. Inga stomped over Helga and appeared beside Kraus’s side and with hands on hips, breasts jutted out proudly she said. “Does he really look like Superman to you? Take..a good…hard..look. His name..is KRAUS…K..R..A..U..S….KRAUS. Not Superman, Not Mr Stay puff. KRAUS. He never said he loved you. He never asked you to follow him. I AM HIS VOMAN…I am his Inga…and I don’t want to lock you up, especially since you took on Magilla Gorilla…but…can you at least stop ruining the boys wedding?”- Kraus appeared sheepish as he stood beside the two women, feeling like this was all his fault. Sven piped up behind them; “Why not let Darlene have the bridal waltz…least she can have that…and..will someone get that bloated German bimbo off the dance floor.” <3>
MaylionCarrendar: – AND BEST SMACK GOES TOOOOO!!! … -Drums please- …. DARLENE! She could hear the crowd go wild, applauds.. roses were thrown at her on stage as she took the Oscar in her hand and blew kisses. In reality she was shocked that Kraus didn’t moved at all.. didn’t throw a punch back.. nothing. The reality was that it had hit her too. Especially when Inga came rushing towards both and directed a few strong words that would make Darlene realize what was going on. . “Does he really look like Superman to you? Take..a good…hard..look. His name..is KRAUS…K..R..A..U..S….KRAUS. Not Superman, Not Mr Staypuff. KRAUS. He never said he loved you. He never asked you to follow him. I AM HIS VOMAN…I am his Inga…and I don’t want to lock you up, especially since you took on Magilla Gorilla…but…can you at least stop ruining the boys wedding?” Sven piped up behind them; “Why not let Darlene have the bridal waltz…least she can have that…and..will someone get that bloated German bimbo off the dance floor.” Darlene looked around her to the crowd, to the state of the wedding.. Dai, The cake covered sven.. The wrestler Helga, the Swedish kitten Inga.. and then back at Kraus. She calmed down realizing what she had done and what Inga told her. The boys their wedding. She didn’t got her shot at love, but Sven and Dai had theirs, and she was selfish enough to even ruin that one. Darlene calmed her voice down. Her tone was softer and she even turned red from shame. Moving her jaw from left to right she quickly thought of something normal to say.. She then looked back at Inga. (Darlene) ‘’ .. im sorry right? .. You deserve an Oscar for those boobs.. ‘’
CharlotteCarrendar:- It was how Darlene spoke, in the midst of the disastrous wedding reception. That Inga should get an Oscar for her boobs. Dai got to his feet and was dazed but least he could see the humour of it all. “Inga got the porn equivalent…Twin dicks”- The crowd then burst out laughing, even Inga who nodded, cause she had. The bellboys dragged the limp body of Helga off the floor by her feet and the gay boys escorted Inga to the main table for a glass of bubbly, as the lights all cantered upon Kraus and Darlene. The band started to pick up the beat of the tune..”Love is in the air..” as the lead singer tapped his foot in time. Everyone else took their seats once more and then Kraus extended his hand to Darlene, to dance with her…the bridal waltz. This was probably one of the most touching moments of Darlene’s life; for once….everyone was cutting her a break. “Love is in the air…everywhere I look around…Love is in the air…Every sight and every sound. And I don’t know if I’m being foolish…don’t know if I’m being wise…but it’s something that I must believe in, and it’s there when I look in your eyes..” As the band picked up tempo, other couples came out on the floor, and Kraus started to swing Darlene around in time to the music. Inga was downing a glass of bubbly, content to watch her love dance with Darlene, knowing that he truly loved her. “Love is in the air, in the whisper of the trees…love is in the air, in the thunder of the seas. And I don’t know if I’m just dreaming..don’t know if I feel sane…but it’s something that I must believe in..and there when you call out my name..” the band was building up to the chorus, and the whole bridal party started to sing…” Love is in the air….do do do do do..Love is in the air..do do do do…oh oh..oh oh..oh oh….Love is in the air…..Love is in the air…Oh oh…oh oh…oh oh..” <3>
MaylionCarrendar: – Darlene laughed at Dai’s remark.. not because she understood it, no because everyone around her was laughing. The atmosphere had changed.. it all changed in something so light and pleasant. There was a difference between having a psychotic break and thinking the love of your life announces his love too.. Or actually being loved in reality. The mix between the music that was being played, and the way Kraus pulled her in a dance, was nothing less than magical at that point. ;; Love is in the air.. Love is in the air.. oohoo. ;; And they danced. Darlene remembered the steps she had learned from ballroom classes. Shoulders down, head held high, chin in the air, Long neck. Even though her arm still hurt it anticipated in the dance. And slowly the crowd gathered around them.. each holding their partner in their arms.. moving over the dance floor in harmony with the song. Highlight of life.. She hoped this wouldn’t be the only high light.
CharlotteCarrendar:- For once, life seemed…well normal. Everyone in the wedding reception was now up on the dance floor. Helga was still unconscious on the floor, but Sven and Dai had taken to the dance floor and were dancing cheek to cheek, looking very much like the real married couple. One of Sven’s younger brothers offered his hand to Inga, and she set down her bubbly and glided out onto the floor, and she drew him into a tight dance hold, where he ceremoniously face planted into her enormous cleavage. ~mmphh..mmmph~ Darlene was laughing and dancing correctly, with her shoulders down and her head held high, much like those strictly ballroom dancers, and the Mental hospital duo, were able to dance the night away….at the wackiest wedding of the year. <3>
