Post by Erika Bellefonte on Feb 8, 2017 23:37:50 GMT
Freezing, Erika's eyes moved to the young boy who had dared the recruiter to kiss her. She almost wanted to call out, telling them she was out, though she also realized how much of a hypocrite that would make her. Tossing a glance in Michael's direction, whom looked all too pleased about her misery, Erika sighed.
The recruiter stepped forward and relief swayed over the telekinetics body as she was offered a peck on the cheek - only for none other than Michael himself to utter a complaint. The peck quickly turned the brunette's unease into a grimace.
Michael would never let her live this down.
Attempting at a smile once the kiss was done and over with, the brunette looked more awkward and uncomfortable than anything. She suspected the recruiter didn't exactly enjoy his new position much either.
"I'm going to kill you," she whispered to Michael through a plastered on smile.
Post by Jack McCarthy on Feb 10, 2017 16:35:47 GMT
Even before the entire name was out of Kenataro mouth, several of the more savvy students let out a sizable groan, as Jack’s head whipped up like his neck was on a swivel smacking away obnoxiously at a piece of gum (That he hopefully didn’t find on the floor) his eyes beginning to twinkle with a pronounced smug little twinkle in those hazel brown eyes as several students began to back up accordingly, not waiting to to be anywhere near Jack, for what was to come.
A lot of them knew what was coming…
As per usual, Jack’s reputation was well established among his peers (Fun fact: there was a small core group of first year students that didn’t think that Jack existed and “Jack” was just a code word for anyone who did something, really REALLY stupid) And for the last few years as a result of these truth or dare events he’s been singled out, which is understandable considering how he tended to blow up at the smallest possible thing. But events like these naturally showed out, his second mutant power: a total absent of shame. No matter what was asked of him, he did it without a second glance and do so with a smile on his face, it was like he was powered by the more and more elaborate dares that were tossed in his direction. So naturally he couldn’t help but smirk ever so cockily before answering
“Dare”
Last Edit: Feb 10, 2017 16:36:37 GMT by Jack McCarthy
Post by Kentaro Itonokogiri on Feb 11, 2017 13:48:37 GMT
Unlike those students, Kentaro had no idea what was coming. He seemed to remember Jack’s name somehow, which could be a good or a bad thing but seeing as he was one of the few gathered here that he knew, Kentaro went for him. Plus it was a student game, it was only fair to bring it back into the students’ hands.
Honestly, Kentaro would have preferred to be told truth. Never having played this game before, he ended up with a blank at the word dare. Several ideas crossed his mind but none stayed long enough for him to be able to think it through and use it. Kentaro had no idea what to ask and the smile Jack gave him looked like a dare on its own. He didn’t want to go too far though but also figured dares needed to have a certain level of difficulty or embarrassment or else they wouldn’t be dares. Still, kissing someone had already been taken and so Kentaro went for: “I dare you to run around the cabins clucking like a chicken.” What? It was a dare. And he thought it was innocent enough to make people laugh but forget about it at the end of the trip, if not the night itself.
Post by Jack McCarthy on Feb 12, 2017 21:06:41 GMT
Well, as a whole Jack took his relative infamously among the school, so very seriously indeed he would NOT have approved of the staff member not knowing who he was. A strong part of Jack craved attention in all of its beautiful forms and the idea of no one knowing who he was, he treated as quite a personal insult
Aw yell hopefully he could at least provide Jack with some kind of challenge-
Oh….
Jack, looked blankly at the staff member for a good few moments before he released an almost autocratic giggle of derision like an impossibly sophisticated socialite whose just been often a bottle of cheap wine
Post by Michael Miller on Feb 13, 2017 14:31:59 GMT
Michael sighed and even groaned a bit as he realised who the staff guy picked. Who let him wander around here? Jack had to be about the last person anyone here wanted to take part in this game. It would suddenly take a turn for the weird and crazy. Sadly, it would be the wrong type of weird and crazy. Who could say what will come out of this guy?
With no surprise, he picked a dare and Michael rolled his eyes. Please, let it be quick so they could move on. He didn't even pay attention to the dare given to Jack, all he could see was the fact Jack was still standing there, doing nothing. And to think he could be having fun with Erika and joke about how she planned to kill him exactly in revenge for his comment about the kiss. Or joke about the kiss itself. He would have had so much fun asking how she liked it and if she thought he’d be added to her long list of fans. Instead, he had Jack trying to be cocky.
“Damn it Jack, just do it already!” Whatever it was, Michael couldn’t see it being all that bad. And he heard nothing about kissing or groping so he should be safe for this one.
Post by Jack McCarthy on Feb 20, 2017 23:57:18 GMT
“NO ONE ASKED YOU MALCOLM!” Jack screamed out, twitching his head back and forward like he was having mild convulsive episodes, suddenly slightly miffed that he left his precious list once Michael thought it was best to scream out, as usual horribly butchering his name in the process. If Jack ever remembered your name that ould be the single biggest compliment he could give someone, it was an honour that had to be earned not a privilege.
But eventually, Jack eventually stood up….and half-heartedly begin to do a chicken dance, not as if feeling any kind of bashfulness or embarrassment, but he just found the whole thing rather beneath him (Even if he could do a scarily realistic rooster crowl)
After completing his dare he instantly clicked his fingers and jabbed his thumb over his shoulder towards Everett Everett King without looking behind him and seeing him “Truth?! Or Dare!?
Last Edit: Feb 20, 2017 23:59:25 GMT by Jack McCarthy
Everett balked when the student finishing his dare decided to ask him next. His hands immediately came up and the man began shaking his head in protest. "Oh, I'm not -" The argument fell short as Ever hesitated. He was here to have fun, right? And goodness knows the children would mock him and call him a pansy for skipping out on the game, anything but that.
The man gave a sigh of defeat and tried to console himself. How bad could it be? Well, truth or dare was like strip poker or karaoke. You couldn't watch unless you were willing to be involved. It was polite. Lifting his head, Ever smirked and held out his hand in a 'give me your best shot'. "Dare."
Post by Jack McCarthy on Feb 22, 2017 23:29:56 GMT
You could almost feel the excited intake of breath from Bellefonte’s most infamous student as that majestic words left Ever’s overly effeminate soft puffy lips “Dare”
Ever really shouldn’t have done that….
Jack might not be the most organized individual in the world (Far from it actually) but there was something about Truth Or Dare that seemed to bring the cerebral part of him to the forefront, case in point, once Ever said “Dare” Jack stood up and shuffled around his jacket for a moment before with an evil little smirk his hands happened upon what he was looking for…
A small can of what looked like cat food with a small metal spoon sitting on the lid…..
Without a moment’s hesitation he handed it over to Ever…
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Feb 23, 2017 0:00:10 GMT
Erika couldn't quite help the groan that followed after Jack announcing his victim. She felt bad for Everett. She would have felt bad for anyone who found themselves at the eye of the storm.
And even worse yet, Everett picked dare.
If Erika had been brave - or a fool, perhaps, she would have stepped in. She would have ended the game. Right then and there. Because not only was Jack's dare cruel, it was also utterly disgusting. It didn't make the telekinetic feel much better when she knew for a fact, that Everett was a food snob.
Trying to catch his eye over the crowd, the telekinetic mouthed the word "sorry".
Everett's eyes widened in growing horror, but he tried his best not to let it show. He had too much pride to let it show. He couldn't be bested by....by children! But catfood, why did it have to be cat food? He accepted the bundle with as much dignity he could muster. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted Erika watched him and caught her gaze. She seemed extremely apologetic, and he felt with a flash of regret that maybe he was the only person that hadn't seen this coming.
Cracking open the can, Everett pressed his lips shut as a wave of scent hit him. It was rancid. He had no idea how long the boy had been carrying it around, but wherever it was that he had stored it had done nothing for its smell. "Oh boy," he sighed, picking up the spoon. Slowly he began to eat, wincing at the first mouthful. He'd been hoping for tuna, but this wasn't high-grade premium food, it was shit. It was awful shit. He almost gave up halfway. Was the dare a mouthful? Two? No, he ate the whole thing, because he couldn't give up. He almost threw up actually, but Everett did it. He finished with a growl, clenching his fist around the can enough to dint it. For a moment he considered throwing at Jack, but changed his mind.
He was a good sport and decided to hand out his own turn to someone before finding a bottle of water or perhaps acid to chug. Sadly, he only knew one person present, and turned his gaze to Erika Bellefonte almost apologetically. "Truth or dare?"
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Feb 23, 2017 4:28:13 GMT
She had buckets of sympathy for the poor guy. It didn't look even remotely tasty. Though, what else could one possibly expect from Jack? Least now Everett knew who to stay away from.
The game was turned in her direction then. Contemplating, she reached for the cooler and took out a bottle. She handed it over to someone standing beside her and gestured for it to be passed along.
Truth was, at least to Erika the most scary one to pick. She wasn't very honest - not in a bad way, of course, but in a self preserving kind of way. Dare was... usually very straight forward. Unless Jack was the one asking.
Torn, the brunette shrugged. "Truth."
She'd might as well live a little dangerously. Besides, she doubted Everett would ask anything remotely bad.
Everett pushed past the niggling guilt as he looked at Erika. He hadn't felt confident enough to target a stranger for his turn, Erika had been a source of relief. He didn't feel great about taking advantage of their relationship (however non-existent it was) though. The man decided he'd simply give Erika an easy out, in whatever it was she picked. Not too easy of course, he didn't want either of them to experience backlash for being weak or not playing the game properly.
He waited until the bottle had come around to him before speaking. He took a deep drink to wash out the rancid taste in his mouth then passed it along. He almost breathed a sigh of relief when Erika chose truth. That was definitely a safer option, he'd just pick something safe but interesting.
Not wanting to waste the interesting opportunity he'd been given, Everett spent a moment analyzing the young woman. "Out of the people here tonight, who would you feel most comfortable with naked?" He finally asked, steepling his fingers. He was rather proud of himself. He'd asked an interesting question without being 'riskay' or sliding into any territory too personal or dirty, he figured.
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Mar 1, 2017 13:16:09 GMT
Eyebrows arched at the question he'd offered. "You mean, aside from all the girls who see me naked in the locker rooms on a daily basis?" She had to smile, though. She wasn't uncomfortable in her skin and being extremely active with all the clubs she attended at the school, well, it wasn't as if she could pull off hiding away every time she had to get changed.
She doubted that was what he was asking for, though. With a smirk, Erika slid her arm around Michael Miller 's shoulders, using her free hand to ruffle his hair. "The one and only - my dear roomie Mickey, of course." It surely helped that her body didn't exactly interest Michael, but being roommates for as long as she could remember, he'd probably seen her naked (or half naked) more times than she could count.
With her attention still directed towards Michael, Erika's smirk grew. "Truth or dare, Mickey Mouse?"
Post by Michael Miller on Mar 1, 2017 15:00:57 GMT
Michael heard Erika quite clearly when she muttered her threat to him and that even if she tried her best for no one else to hear. He gave her an innocent smile. Hey, she was the one who said they had to start slow before heating things up and what better way to do that than a kiss. If you add to that the fact he was a staff member, it just made it gold. Michael had to do it, even if it was at his friend’s expense.
Besides, he was not the only one torturing her. That question nearly had him laugh and he was glad no one stopped her from answering it. She surprised him though as she picked him. “You picked the safest choice,” he pointed out. He didn’t try to move away from her but she did two things she knew better to do: mess with his hair and call him Mickey. She was having her revenge in front of everyone one.
His eyes narrowed as she pushed the offense further by adding Mouse to the name. Michael was not against making a scene but only when it wouldn’t reflect too badly on him, which was not the case here. So Erika got away with a fake smile and a gaze that promised he’d get back at her for it later. “I’ll follow you. Truth.”
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Mar 1, 2017 15:31:25 GMT
It was probably a good thing that Michael didn't pick dare. She didn't often consider herself petty or vengeful, but he had been part of what had lead to her having to kiss one of the staff members, after all.
A slight pout formed on the brunette's lips before being replaced by a brilliant smile. "Alright," she nodded. "Which staff member-," she began, brows furrowing. "And you can pick anyone, not just the ones present," she added. "-would you have your way with if given the chance?" She was curious too, really. Bellefonte was known for having rather attractive staff members - both male and female.
Of course, Erika knew which gender Michael preferred, but still. "And by have your way with, I mean have your way with," she finished, brows bouncing as if she felt the need to enhance her point.