Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2014 9:28:06 GMT -5
Set phasers to stunning, Erich though as he brushed a stray thread off of his shoulder. He looked like Captain Kirk. Though to be honest, if he had his way, he wanted to dress up as Spock. Live long and prosper to all of his friends. But there were people who said he looked like Captain kirk so that's what he decided to go as. His command gold shirt with his black pants and shoes. Yeah he knew he looked good. He wasn't afraid to think that. Though there would probably be a Venus chick or two who would gladly take him down a peg or two as they liked to do on occasion, making sure that he knew he wasn't hot shit. They were always knocking him, making sure that he knew that he was a nerdy turd and he had no chance. Well at least that was the gist that he got from them. They were much more eloquent in telling him such.
Erich didn't really like the whole idea of partying. It wasn't his thing. He was a social introvert and had slight anxiety problems when he thought about the idea of being out around other people. Well other people didn't bother him much, so long as it was a small group situation. The thought that he would be around a couple of other people, like the legion and all of new rome, well that was enough to make him feel super uncomfortable. His mind always was like. 'Yay people I like parties, but I have anxiety and I want to go home'. That was always his general train of thought. But he would at least try to relax and hang out with people and hope that he didn't have a panic attack. It would be the least of his worries so as to not attempt to blow up the hall unexpectedly. his powers tended to go haywire when he was having his issues.
Erich didn't really like the whole idea of partying. It wasn't his thing. He was a social introvert and had slight anxiety problems when he thought about the idea of being out around other people. Well other people didn't bother him much, so long as it was a small group situation. The thought that he would be around a couple of other people, like the legion and all of new rome, well that was enough to make him feel super uncomfortable. His mind always was like. 'Yay people I like parties, but I have anxiety and I want to go home'. That was always his general train of thought. But he would at least try to relax and hang out with people and hope that he didn't have a panic attack. It would be the least of his worries so as to not attempt to blow up the hall unexpectedly. his powers tended to go haywire when he was having his issues.