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A little bit of info =D
Originally I was going to use random characters for this, but changed my mind to use Necropolis for this story. Characters can be found here. This world takes place in prose and in comics and images so things end up happening all over their time line. It's quite a fun playground.
A bit of back information to makes things easier. There are two major cities for Necropolis, New York and London, half the cast in each city.
New York consists of Solomon and Donovan, and Zanita and Giovanni. London has Bohemien and Amadeus, Sebastian [Tia] and David, and Violet. Timetéo, a stray kitty 'lives' near Violet.
Zy and Gio have known each other since they were children and met Sol and Don when the summer between 10th and 11th grade. Don who is older than the other three, was always gay and confesses his love to Sol after Sol's 19th birthday, two years after meeting. Sol, after some soul searching, accepts.
In London Bo and Tia are fraternal twins; Tia's the older of the two. Ama have been a friend since they were children, he's two years older than they are, and confesses his love to Bo when they're in middle school [that's something that needs to change actually...] David has known these three for years, since primary school pretty much; he and Tia start dating when they are in high school, after years of telling people they weren't together. Violet is Tia's best friend.
Both factions met and became friends when Ama was in med school in America with Don. Ama met the NY group, befriended them, and over the next few years both groups have interacted and are one giant friend mob of sparkles and amazing. Their rough ages put Don and Ama at about 24; David, Bo and Tia and Vi are 23 and 22; Sol, Gio and Zy are 21, 20.
I hate choosing surnames so only various character have them, but in the midst of writing this I had to come up with one. David’s surname is Ellis
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Celebration
Tia leaned down to kiss David. Their friends and family all cheered for them as they became ‘one’ in matrimony. They had already lit the large candle that represented the flame of their love for one another. The rings had been exchanged and they performed the final acts necessary to unite their lives under the eyes of God. Violet was Tia’s Maid of Honor and Boehmian was David’s Best Man. Their other friends fleshed out their small party on the beach.
“You are now Mr. And Mrs. David Ellis,” the minister said smiling at the two of them. “May your days be long, your lives happy and your children plentiful.”
The happy couple had said their ‘I dos’ one sunny late afternoon in mid July, on a beach in the Bahamas. The waves crashed against the shore leaving trails of white foam in the sand as they retreated. Attending the wedding were their families and some of their friends. On the groom’s side of the audience a trio of colorful gamers cried over the loss of one of their own from the bachelorhood of being a gamer. They knew that they could never be so lucky to find someone as accepting and as special as Sebastian was.
They newly married couple walked hand in hand down the aisle and through the gate that separated their individual lives from their unified married life. David looked up as his new bride thinking how gorgeous she looked in her pale lilac gown. She was his everything and he knew he’d be nowhere without her. Sebastian thought he was at his most handsome with his normally green dyed hair in its natural whitish-tan as he promised her it would be for their nuptials. It had been an issue of concern months earlier, but Tia promised him it would be the only time she would make him change his appearance. She wasn’t ashamed or embarrassed by his hair, only the opposite, she loved it natural, and it was springier without the additional color chemicals in it. She was slightly forlorn knowing it would probably be years before she saw it natural again.
The party moved from the beach to a small manse on the island where the reception was being held. There were native flowers decorating the tables and the room had a pleasant flowery and plant smell. The party took this time for photos while classical music and orchestral video game music played in the background. Some of the guests took to the open bar sampling the local rums in various concoctions and kicking off and evening that they probably wouldn’t remember.
Donovan stood with Solomon, the two of them dressed elegantly with white tailed tuxedos, Donovan’s with green accents, Solomon’s with blue. Solomon sipped his drink as he and his lover watched the couple receive their guests.
“Sol, this makes me want a commitment ceremony,” Donovan whispered into Solomon’s ear. They were on equal height now, unlike when they met and Don stood a few inches taller than his younger lover.
The older man hugged his younger half as he started to imagine what they’d look like and how their ceremony would go. His face took on a dreamy quality so he didn’t notice Sol roll his eyes at his lover, but his cheeks redden from how serious he was about their relationship.
Solomon thought about it, pictureing something smaller than Ellis wedding.. Something virtually impossible for the heir of Bonez Corp. but a fantasy none the less. He hadn’t even come out of the closet to his parents. They still only thought that they two young men were nothing but friends. This was something the two were still at odds against, Sol was trying to find the best time to tell his parents that he might not actually provide the family with an heir.
Not too far from the newly married couple Giovanni stood with his girlfriend, mostly happy to be back at her side. He knew she wouldn’t be on Solomon’s arm for long, but was still happy to be back at her side. “You were gorgeous up there. I know what when we get married, you’ll look even better.”
“’When we get married?’ Is that some sort of proposal, now?” Zy asked playing with Giovanni’s hair.
“Nonotreallynghh... But… Engh…Wait, let me ex…yes…no. Ihh,” the young man wanted nothing more than to run for a minute. He was distressed. He wanted to say yes, but he had no ring and nothing to prove what he wanted.
Zanita saw how Giovanni reacted from her teasing and was a little surprised with how flustered he became. “Calm down, Gio. We have to get through school first, don’t worry about it. Relax,” she pulled her boyfriend’s face to hers and kissed his forehead hoping she’d be able to get him to stop worrying. “Before you go and try to get any rings, how about you get me a mojito, and I’ll be right over there with Violet.” Giovanni walked off with a nod to get the drink she wanted. He decided to get a rum and coke while at the bar. It would help.
“’Time eases all things,” Zanita said approaching Violet and giving the taller woman a hug.
“Oedipus Rex.” Violet said responding to a little game the two of them had. One would give a quote, the other, where it was from. “I know, but still.” Violet had spent many years pining for her friend. She was happy for her, but until their kiss she imagined Tia leaving David and getting together with her. Zanita had figured out how Violet felt, which lifted a weight off of Violet’s shoulders having someone to confide in if nothing else.
“There is a luxury in self-reproach. When we blame ourselves, we feel that no one else has a right to blame us. It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution”
“Dorian Gray,” Zanita replied as Giovanni walked up with her drink.
“I should have come here first to get your drink too.” He said feeling bad about not be a better gentleman.
Violet looked at the younger man and smiled. “It’s alright, there’s plenty of time in the evening to drink. Or, I could just swipe yours,” she said right before taking his rum and coke and knocking it back so fast she could barely taste it. The dark rum used in the drink burned, a familiar feeling from drowning her sorrows on other nights. “Now, go be a good boy and get me a rum and coke of my own.”
Giovanni sighed as he did as he was told. Zanita laughed as her boyfriend trotted off to fulfill Violet’s demand. “That wasn’t very nice, you know.”
“But it was funny and I feel a bit better now.” Violet said laughing with her friend.
The newly married couple was far from being finished with receiving their congratulations for their marriage, but they took a break and listened to the susurrus and the din of conversation around them. They laughed at their younger cousins dancing with one another to the music. They shared their own hushed assumptions as to who would be married next out of their close groups of friends. Tia thought Zy and Gio could be next. David though Bo and Ama had more of a chance. Though both supported Don and Sol, it still didn’t seem like the two of them would be together for the long haul. They watched Giovanni and Zanita laughing when Gio got flustered after looking so manly and confidant.
“You, my dear, may be right about them being next.” David said smirking. “You may be right, but they still seem a little young to me. Gio’s only just turned 21, Zy’s going to be 20 for a few months yet.”
“True, but just think of their wedding.” Tia said before turning to a cousin who was apologetic about missing the ceremony and being delayed by a storm out of Ireland.
David raised an eyebrow. “Tia, they are just like the two of us, except Gio’s still not half as stable we were at his age. Zy would probably end up taking care of most everything.” Sebastian raised an eyebrow as if to say ‘as if it wasn’t me who did most of it’.
“You did most everything, but I had my own bit of influence. Aside from the music,” he said laughing as an orchestral rendition of the Legend of Zelda theme was played by the quartet they had hired.
Sebastian laughed with her husband as the song made her want to play Ocarina of Time for a bit. “I do quite like your lighting choice. Candles create a cozy atmosphere as the evening draws on.” She kissed her hubby, quite happy with how her—how their day had gone.
“Ama, let’s dance,” Bohemien said pulling his lover closer to the musicians where there was a small dance floor.
“Bo, we’re not dancing to a video game song. Or at least wait until the jazz band comes out. I love strings, but little beats a jazz band.” Amadeus said pulling his blind boyfriend back to his side. “If only you could see how good your suit looks on you.” He cooed petting his lover’s cheek with his knuckles.
Bohemien lifted his face toward Amadeus’ placing a soft kiss on his lover’s lips. “As long as you can see me, it’s fine. You’re the only one who matters to me. Well, everyone else matters, but you matter more.”
“The wedding was gorgeous. You were quite handsome up there next to David. Your sister was radiant. Hell, she still is.” Amadeus held the younger man smiling. “Your mother would be proud.”
“Ama, could you go get our gift? It’s upstairs in the closet still.” Bohemien said after a moment thinking about the mother he had until he was 6. “You have your key for the room?”
“It’s in my wallet. Do you want me to take you to your sister, or do you want to rest?” Amadeus asked wanting him to be comfortable until he got back.
Bohemien thought for a moment. “Take me to Tia please. But don’t forget about our dance when the jazz band gets here.”
Amadeus rolled his eyes, smiling. Though Bohemien couldn’t see this, he got the feeling when Amadeus sighed before responding “We will dance when the jazz band is here after dinner. But until then, congratulate your sister.” He said leading one twin back to the other. Their two men stood off to the side as the siblings hugged and had their own moment. “David.”
The gamer looked at the older man, “Hn?”
“You better take good care of my sister over there.” Amadeus said pointing at the twins.
“Ama, you’ve know me for years. You know me! Is this really necessary, we’ve been brothers for a long time now,” David replied almost not believing what Amadeus was saying to him.
“All the more reason to take good care of her. She’s my only sister. Bohemien may not be married to me yet, but she’s my sister, and you’re now my brother.” Amadeus said leaning on the other man, “And as long as you always do right by here, as you have in the past, you’ll be fine. Congratulations. You’re the best things to happen to one another, you know that?”
“Yeah. I’m pretty damn lucky to have here.” David said smiling as some of his friends from London came over to express their well wishes. The evening was getting under way and everything seemed to be right for the young couple and their nearest and dearest on this auspicious day.
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I do like how this came out over all. Everyone is in character, and pretty appropriate for their ages considering I usually keep them to their younger ages and I don't work with the London crowd as much as the English crowd.
[BTW, this took way to freakin' long to write! 4 hours off and on. maybe 3 working hours.
