free hit counter

Jump to content

CSU is a text-based, self-hosted roleplay site created in 2013. It's set in Colorado at a fictional university. Register with your character's first and last name with proper capitalization. Unfortunately due to the presence of bots we've had to turn on admin validation of all accounts, so please be patient with us or drop us a message in the cbox to remind us you're here! Once your account has been validated, feel free to apply with a profile and join in the fun!

Centennial State University, founded in 1891, is a prestigious public university located south of Steamboat Springs, Colorado. Its remote location serves as a great higher education grounds, as there are little distractions yet many learning experiences. CSU offers a wide array of degrees, from wildlife conservation to video game design to dance, just to name a few. Our science and arts departments are among the nation's finest, and our intercollegiate athletics programs are rising up more and more every year. If you're interested in having both the experience of a lifetime and the best education in the midwest, then apply today and call CSU home.

Home    Search    Members    Calendar    Chat


Everything On Pointe [OPEN]

torey open

  • Please log in to reply
1 reply to this topic

#1 Torrence Fletcher

Torrence Fletcher

Posted 16 March 2015 - 07:10 AM

everything on pointe
it wasn't entirely easy being in ROTC while also pursuing dancing. in fact, it was one of the main reasons why torey's father hadn't spoken to him for months after he had finally broke the news about his acceptance to CSU for dance and his plans to move their in the fall. the idea of a man pursuing dance, especially in the area of traditional ballet, went against every unspoken law of masculinity that the army and military drives into your head from a young age.

sure, torey had given up on the dreams his father had for him to go in to the army. but, it was still a comfortable familiarity to him still. he couldn't even fathom resigning from rotc. the thought of not having to drag himself out of his bed at 4am three days a week and do suicide runs on the field with the rest of his unit for two hours would give anyone else a feeling of joy, but to torey, that would have been like cutting out a huge part of his own life and leaving it to wither slowly right in front ofh im. the army was always going to be a huge part of him as a person but it would never define him, that much was for sure.

but it was hard.

many of his fellow soldier in rotc couldn't accept torey based solely on the fact that he was studying ballet. he was the odd man out during drills and was the last one they helped up the wall during team exercises on the course behind the bradley buildings. torey could remember vividly the time that he had scaled the wall and grabbed onto one of their hands to haul himself over the lip of the wall, only to have the other soldier harshly whisper 'fucking ballerina' in his ear and let him drop back down. while the discrimination had been disgusting, torey could only stare up at his troopmates in absolute pity that they all couldn't grasp the concept of teamwork, no matter what obstacles lay in their path.

Maybe it was because of this that he had booked a private dance room on a sunday, skipping his rotc drills for the first time in two years. he needed to blow off steam badly before his temper got the best of him and he did something that went against the manner and morals that his mother had driven into him his entire childhood.

torey arrived at the room early, before the sun had even made it's full ascent into the sky, leaving everything a very dull and gloomy dark blue across campus. he flicked the light switch on as he slung his bag off his shoulder and let it hit the polished wood floors with a soft thud.

the hum of the florescent lights put torey at ease. it was a sound that he had grown used to over the years. one that would always give him comforting thoughts. his muscles gave a slight shudder, almost as if the sounds of the lights over head jumpstarted them into warming up, as they knew that a tough routine and workout was just ahead of them. it was a welcomed manuever because torey was in the mood to push himself. to hurt. to bleed. after all, that's what ballet is all about.

he shed his heavy sweatshirt and sweatpants, his skin prickling at the cool air in the room. underneath were thin, skin tight clothes, a tank top and a pair of tight spanks that went down to just above the knee. it was common knowledge that any little bit of lose clothing could heavily affect a danseur's form and movement.

in the quiet of the room, torey immediately began his stretches, wasting no time to sink into routine and lose himself in the stretch and burn that was to come to his muscles and feet. he glanced out the windows at the far side of the room as he sank down into a split, leaning forward to pull his muscles to their furthest length and get them ready for whatever routine he decided on just a few moments after.

#2 Aurora Malkavia

Aurora Malkavia

Posted 02 April 2015 - 11:23 PM

Music played in the ear of the brunette; her mind on the routine she had to learn for class; she could get to this building in her sleep , wasn’t really pay attention to where she was going and couldn’t hear anything coming from the room. Actually, Aurora didn’t expect there to be anyone here today, especially, this early in the morning.

Her mind was more on the past few weeks; Doug was a recent memory now, the man hadn’t spoken to her again, even when they ended up at the same party. Apparently, she had seen his true colors on the first date. Not that it mattered much to the girl; she realized the day after the date that she had probably gone out with him to test her brother more than actual attraction.

She was still trying to figure out; why she seemed to be attracted to both men and women. The answer might have seemed obvious to some but Aurora wasn’t sure. Maybe it was a phase but it had been going on for longer than any phase before. Maybe it had to do with her trying to break out from her brother; if just a little but what being attracted to women would have to do with that, the young woman couldn’t figure out.

With any real thought to it; she walked into the room, stopping dead in her tracks as the door closed behind her. ”Oh, I’m sorry.” Talking as she pulled the ear buds out of her ear. ”I wasn’t paying attention and didn’t think this room would be taken.” Feeling more than a little uncomfortable about barging in on the man.



Also tagged with one or more of these keywords: torey, open

0 user(s) are reading this topic

0 members, 0 guests, 0 anonymous users