The Gang

Random spontaneous story idea, pair up the greatest idiots of all time in a party and see what happens, an interesting story idea and I wanna see where it goes...
From left to right; Roy, Liam, Tyna, Joyhinia, Tane, Ginny.

Roy - 'A damn playboy!' The thought entered my head with shocking realization as I glanced the man over. I, the great Liam, had been saved by a bloody, damn, playboy! Squirrels were going to die for this. His violet, blue-tinged hair had been windblown everywhere in the quick brawl, and his amber eyes seemed to smirk with amusement at my predicament. He dressed like a count, all that black silk cloth with gold trimmings, he even had a cape! How sexually ambiguous could you get!
Liam - I quickly deducted that I had saved a moron. The man waved his great sword-- what a tasteless weapon-- with reckless audacity that I pondered why on Earth I had saved him when the world would be much better off without this battle-bait. His clothes were hardly practical and revealed much skin, he was practically screaming for attention from the opposite sex. His long hair was another key factor of that, I should have cut it off for such an ungainly sight it made! Had he even heard of WASHING? His white pants were smudged with mud, and ended in skin tight metal plates over his stomach leading to a thick leather collar of the red variety. He dressed like a common hooker who clashed with a fighter. I concluded on the rarity of the fact that I, the great Roy DeConte had made an err.

And that's all I have really so far. XD
Roy: Heh, I smile for the beautiful ladies out there. *wink* :Strip:
Liam: Oh for god's sake, shut up you stupid man-whore.
Roy: This coming from the man who wears eye-liner?
Liam: S-shut up! It's a skin condition! *claps hands over his eyebrows*
Tyna: ... they're going at it again.... hmmm....
Roy: Ha ha ha!
Liam: Shut up Roy! And Tyna, get away from my pockets!
Tyna: *snaps fingers* Damn.
Liam: Ya stupid thief!
Tyna: Uh... duh! It's kind of my job.
Joyhinia: Well she's terribly poor, and since she obviously can't seduce, prostitution is not an option, thieving is the only other. You should pity her really. *flutters fan*
Tyna: ... what. Did. You. Say.
Tane: ... cripes. *FACEPALM*
Ginny: Cookie?
Tane: ....... no thank you.
Ginny: We have such a lovely team, don't you think?
Tane: ... our fighter crossdresses, our thief steals from the enemy AND us, our blackmage is a hooker, our dark knight is a playboy, and the healer is a gothic girl obsessed with the future.... right.
Liam: WHO YOU CALLING A CROSSDRESSER???
Roy: I beg your pardon?
Joyhinia: I am not a hooker, I am simply meeting my lust for-
Tyna: DON'T NEED TO KNOW THAT!
Ginny:
Joyhinia: .... Tane your birds are singing my hair.
Tane: >____>;;;

*BOREDOME STRIKES! DUN DUN DUUUN!*