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Scarlett
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Alltime Score: 3064 points
Last Logged In: January 13th, 2013
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The Fun Accident by Scarlett

September 24th, 2007 11:48 AM

INSTRUCTIONS: Get into an accident with another player, stranger, or friend.

Once upon a time, a young and angst-ridden Scarlett enrolled in high school and embarked upon her Goth Years. She avoided the sun at all costs (even smack in the middle of the Mediterranean during a heat wave in August - thankfully Crete has a number of caves), she vowed to read the entirety of the Poe canon in chronological order, she did not eat, she frequented Hot Topic. On one fortunate trip to this fine establishment, little Scarlett happened upon an article of clothing that widened her kohl-lined eyes and brought a modicum of joy to her black and heavy heart: a Vinyl Dress. Oh, it was perfect: shiny and black and wildly inappropriate.

Thus began a glorious partnership. Scarlett wore her dress to dances at her academic (and corrupting) summer camp. She incorporated it into the best Halloween costume ever, accessorizing it with sh*t-kicking boots, spiderweb thigh-highs, black trench coat and suberbly ghoulish The Crow makeup (duly frightening her Pre-Calc teacher, and probably some little freshmen as well). Off went Scarlett to college with her shiny dress in tow. Though no longer a gothling, she relished the chance to get all sexied up in a costume that was supposed to represent Sinfulness (see picture 1).

Fast-forward to last night: Scarlett has earned her diploma, moved to the fair city of San Francisco, discovered a game called SF0, and is embroiled in a War of Escalating Dares with her valliant roommate Bex. As Scarlett is preparing to depart from this coast (and, soon, this country), a deadline is set for the culmination of this battle (stay tuned!). The competitors brainstormed embarrassing dares late into the night, testing the limits of what they could expect each other to do in public. Inspired to incorporate socially-inapproprate outfits into the dares, Scarlett suggests a late-night dress-up to get into the daring groove. Up leapt our Players: Bex to don her polka-dotted leisure suit, and Scarlett her trusty vinyl dress.

But alas!

Just as Scarlett succeeded at zipping the snug-fitting garment, she heard a sound distinctly like unzipping and felt her upper back exposed. Alarmed, she moved towards the door calling for the aid of a Hero; this slight movement caused the split zipper to open entirely, while the zipper pull itself dangled from between her shoulder blades. With a truly noble and powerful effort, Bex managed to move the zipper pull slightly, but it became clear to all parties that the dress would have to be removed by Other Means. This evening tragically marked the end of Scarlett's ownership of a shiny, shiny tube dress. And yet, being cut out of a tight garment by a sexy lady was a lot of fun!

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Vinyl Dress: the College Years

Vinyl Dress: the College Years


Oops!

Oops!


Wardrobe Malfunction

Wardrobe Malfunction


My Hero

My Hero


The Liberation

The Liberation


Farewell, Vinyl

Farewell, Vinyl



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oh the terrible plight of us goth kids
posted by Ohrlyeh Totenkinder on September 24th, 2007 12:03 PM

...who at some point you will hear expressed with dismay not, "ohh no I tore my pants/dress/shirt/hat/underwear!" but instead "Ohh noo I BROKE my pants/dress/shirt/hat/underwear!"

Man...
posted by Lank on September 24th, 2007 7:01 PM

That sucks. It also sucks when all of your clothes and furnishings are black and you live in a dark room lit by candles and you're looking for that little black leather number that would complete the night's club outfit... maybe it's somewhere on your black comforter in that pile of black things... sigh...

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posted by Blue on September 24th, 2007 7:07 PM

"Everything Must Be Black!!!"

Don't worry I'm here.
posted by Bex. on September 25th, 2007 2:07 AM

I'm good with some scizzors, folks, you let me know if you need any help...

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posted by Møuse on September 25th, 2007 7:42 AM

Lank are you trying to give us the image of you wearing a little black leather number while clubbing?

Yes, Mouse...
posted by Lank on September 25th, 2007 8:27 AM

...tastefully half-naked, sweating the liquid eyeliner off of my face, and gyrating with abandon to "A Girl Doesn't Get Killed By a Make-Believe Lover... Cuz It's Hot" by My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult...

Yes. Why?

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posted by Møuse on September 25th, 2007 8:59 AM

Oh no reason. No reason at all. Just wanted to clarify things.

As accidents go. . .
posted by Loki on September 25th, 2007 11:26 AM

. . . this may be fairly minor. But, you're one of the few who appears to have actually had something approaching fun as a result of their accident. Votes for meeting the title of the task! (And for an entertaining writeup.)

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posted by Ben Yamiin on September 25th, 2007 3:59 PM

Spiderweb-tights vote!

As accidents go...
posted by r0ck c4ndy on September 27th, 2007 12:09 PM

I totally agree. I was all reading it like, how is this even related? And then it was a super-fun accident!
Although I feel there was more "fun" to be had with the scissors and dress removal...

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posted by Scarlett on November 23rd, 2007 8:21 PM

I don't mean to insult goths, so much as I whistfully recall a time of emotional extremism in my life. I don't think I'm even capable of feeling that strongly anymore, let alone that constantly throbbingly miserable. And part of me is sad to have mellowed.