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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL PT 2
ARRIVAL PT. 2 | |
| ▽ FULL NAVIGATION ▽ LOCATIONS ▽ STATUSES ▽ IC PROFILES ▽ IC RULEBOOK ▽ MURDER PROPOSALS ▽ PCS ▽ CURFEW ▽ AUDIENCES ▽ CAMP STORE ▽ REPORTING |
The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round, the wheels on the bus go round and round…until they suddenly stop. Just as quickly as the bus ride started, the sudden jolt of the bus hitting the brakes may disrupt you from your current activities (whatever those may be.) It’s hard to determine just how long you’ve been on this road trip, but some of you may be able to tell it’s been nearly forty-eight hours. Where could you have possibly been traveling? Worry not, dear travelers! Why, if you’ll wait one moment, the doors of the bus will gently open… …and the floors of the bus will tilt, spitting every single one of you out onto the ground with little warning before the doors slam closed and the bus begins to drive away. As you gather your wits and regain your bearings, the first thing you may notice is the very distinct scent of pine and the lingering scent of rain in the air. Beneath your feet, the words BUP STOP have been spray painted into the dirt and above you a large wooden sign proudly declares that you’ve arrived at your destination. Welcome to CAMP GATONINA. Well-maintained greenery surrounds the area with trees as far as the eye can see, and a dirt path seems to lead straight into camp. Fog looms in the distance, though perhaps that’s from the rainy weather. Come along, don't be shy. You’re welcomed here, after all! As you make your way forward, you’ll soon be greeted with the sound of a bright and almost cheerful voice that seems to be amplified somehow, gathering the attention of all. "Right this way, ladies and gentlemen. Your lovely hosts await!" A cloud of fog parts, and in the center of the path sits a three-tiered platform. Three figures stand on the platform before you, two of whom hold a white basket with depictions of the sun. Despite looking directly at them, it’s hard to make out the features of these three outside of their very unusual outfits. You’ll have plenty of time to explore the camp later, but for now it seems that the figure in the top hat has a megaphone in hand and an announcement to make. "That should be all of you. Let's not waste time, shall we? You'll need these sooner than later, I imagine." The figure with the top hat begins to call out names as the other two figures hold onto the basket, using their free hands to distribute small keys with different wooden keychains shaped like animals. When the final key is distributed, the megaphone is lifted once more as the figure without the basket gestures to the space around you. "Welcome to Camp Gatonina. We look forward to your stay." [ooc: for the sake of your mods, please choose only one NPC to speak to for now! Should we feel confident with our tagload, we may open this up to more tags later, but don't worry! There will be more opportunities to speak with them in the future... Please be sure to read all of the new information provided to you! In addition, please keep in mind that this is not the week zero mingle! A new mingle will go up tomorrow to officially begin the game, so please do not use this post to toplevel regarding the new locations! You may, however, PC to your hearts' content ♥] |
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"Horror show?"
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You ever just get cornered by four girls cooing about how adorable you are, and all you want to do is pass out? And somehow, them knowing that you'll react that way just makes them worse?
[This is rhetorical because he knows Akira has a lady, but oogh.]
Look, I like girls just fine. Having them that close just scares me. You could call it a phobia, I guess.
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You're. . . afraid of women? Or just crowds?
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[which sucks because women are great even though they are horrifying]
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[he doesn't know what to say to that]
[sympathetic. . . shoulder pat?]
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Nah, don't get started with that. It's just something I have to deal with.
Just because you're scared of something doesn't necessarily mean you're stuck viewing it from a negative light all the time. I'd rather be sincere to someone that properly deserves to be cheered up, you know?
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I get it. . . but wouldn't it suck to be afraid of people you truly considered friends?
[his female friends, he means]
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Hah... Well, it's complicated.
The best I can do is work around it the best that I can, and apologize if my actions hurt the people around me, right? I'm better now than I was even a couple years ago, and I know there's some moments I can push through it when it counts. It helps to know it's less of a character flaw and more of... man, what to call it...
Something to conquer.
So yeah, maybe it sucks a little. But the people I consider friends treat me just fine. I'm just happy to have their company.
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That's pretty sweet of you to say.
And I think if you're still trying to conquer it, then you're going to be just fine in the end.
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Of course.
[aaand this topic has been on the docket for one too many minutes so!!!]
I've already got you threatening to call me a technophile. It would be my own fault if we added "women-hater" to that list.
Though with these profiles up, I guess I could always come up with something more creative to shoot back at you.
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Oh, I'm not threatening to call you a technophile.
[HE IS ACTUALLY GOING TO DO SO BECAUSE FIGHT HIM THAT'S WHY]
And you're welcome to come back at me with your best shot.
[there's a slightly impish glint in his eyes now]
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Geeze. No pressure, right?
I'd hate to scar you with some colorful feedback about your horribly tragic insomnia, clearly brought on by the need to perfect your next masterpiece in the form of only the best cup of coffee.
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True genius doesn't need sleep. True genius only needs coffee.
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We'll just have to make sure to write that on your memorial stone. Right after we find you having taken three and a half weeks without sleep to decide between a dark roast with fifty-five beans or fifty-six beans and possibly let your heart give out of pure despair.
[He clicks his tongue.]
Tragic.
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See? Told ya.
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[waves a hand at him!!]
Sure thing, funny guy.
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You'll have to tell me about some of your adventures sometime. You sound like you've had a pretty full life for as young as you are.
[he says, like his own board pass isn't only about 5 years older]
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I'll think about it. I usually only give my tragic backstory to Rank 5 friends or higher.
[he's teasing. they can def talk someday]
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If you don't mind, though, what cabin were you in? [He'll hold up his own key, the wooden ant looking kind of silly but identifiable enough.]
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[which is the point of summer camp right??]
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But the effort still needs to be there, you know?
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I agree.
Besides, I'm sure the only way we're going to get out of this is by working together.
[somehow]
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