come_sailaway | JUNE EVENT: CAMP

JUNE EVENT: CAMP

early on June 10th, Friday's morning announcements end with a request for everyone going on the latest excursion to meet her in the atrium. she seems in noticeably better spirits than she had been last time, and she leads them cheerfully to the tender. once they are all aboard, and the door is securely shut, the interior fills with gas, and, perhaps, their last thought before they slip into unconsciousness is "oh shit, not again."

passengers wake up on a rickety old school bus, driving down a dirt road surrounded by woods. what is it that they notice first? that, no matter what they were wearing before, they are now wearing a camp t-shirt and legitimately horrifyingly short shorts? the overstuffed backpack between their knees? the words "take one down and pass it around" dying on their lips? the fact that Friday is absolutely driving the bus?

or, maybe the fact that it's already slowing down, pulling up in front of a massive wooden sign, saying:

CAMP AION

when they get out of the bus, Friday is the one to divide them up into their cabin groups, and she is the one to give the counselors their very official-looking clipboards and whistles. she explains that they are in charge, and that she will be back to pick them up in a week, and... very little else. she responds to nothing outside of whatever is on her unseen little script, and she gets back on the bus shortly after, leaving them there.

welcome to camp. let's make some summer memories!

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Oh god, it's happening. Oh God, it's happening. Oh God, it's happening. Where are they? What's going on? What is this thing? Why is it moving? Who is going to die first? Is it going to be a bloodbath?

He is fine though. Perfectly fine. Killing and dying and killing and dying and killing--

"Oh my god, what the hell am I wearing?"

He's practically nude!

[Ahh! There's a ghost in the woods!

Just kidding, it's only Ebalon's pasty ass. Hey, 'sup.

The moon is mostly-full tonight and he's here to enjoy it. That, and curiosity has driven him to wander the forest in his stupid little shorts, looking for something to do that's not just... laying there staring at the ceiling in his cabin. So here he is, poking around. He looks peaceful, if one can believe that, sort of just finding his way through the trees and vibing.

If he sees you, he'll smile and wave politely before going back to wandering. You're welcome to join him. If he sees you and he doesn't like you, you don't get a wave, he's just going to walk past you (you know who you are).]

i. trees // open.

(one of the the first things jinx does on this new camping ground is head over to where the trees or ropes are located. plant life is something she never saw in zaun and if she wanted to view something of the sort, she either had to sneak up to the city above, would listen to stories, or find a picture book somewhere. so when she spots them, she practically makes a B-line for them. the previous island, she was in trees too but then, things were so hectic and she couldn't necessarily enjoy its beauty.

she doesn't need the rope to climb, in fact, thanks to shimmer -- she can do so many things like leap into the air in such an inhuman way. and so, she does this. one jump and she makes it to one of the strongest branches. and from there, she sits quietly and looks on and around her new environment for the week. and occasionally, she lets her fingertips run along the leaves to savor of what it feels like to touch life.)

ii. gemini cabin // closed. (murderbot, jim, jade, & ruby)

(well, there are no rafters for her to crash on so she'll will just have to make due with this whole cabin thing and interacting with people. but maybe expanding her social circle will be a good thing? after all, she's been feeling... rather lost. she won't ever admit it though, of course. she has a reputation to uphold and besides, it will be a matter of time where they all have to kill again.

so with full confidence, jinx practically barges in the assigned cabin with her hands on her hips.)

I'm here! — And I'm takin' the best bed in this place. Any objections to that then we're gonna have ourselves a lil' one-on-one battle!!

As soon as they get off the bus and get their assignments, Max is grabbing his backpack and trudging to the cabin. He is not talking, he is not even looking left or right. With a quick step he is going right there and as soon as he's inside he's going to whatever the furthest bunk bed from the door is, climbing up to the top one and he's going to hide there for the rest of the day unmoving.

Granted his eyes and the lights in his forehead give away his position, but hey, he's trying.

He is taking the change in outfit very well.

(she seems to be struggling yet again with this. the air being so heavy and the rays of the sun beaming so much down on her. jinx looks so winded as she hunches over with her hands resting on her knees to just... breathe properly. how can anyone who lived this way be okay with this?! it's far too much to bare, really. but after a moment, she stands up right and does a mistake to brush her hand over her right upper limb. shimmer subdued her from feeling pain and now has a high pain tolerance but that doesn't stop her from feeling discomfort. so as she peers down at her arm; she spots a long streak of redness over her skin and maybe even some flake patches.)

Huh? — What the hell is this?!

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[Max is also out in the woods because he doesn't exactly sleep and also he has night vision. He's just kind of standing around looking at the trees and the patches of sky he can see, the lights of his eyes fairly bright in the darkness.

His eyes flick over to the other person he hears, and realizes...

He does not want to have a fight with Ebalon while they're both wearing ridiculous shorts.

So instead he will nod politely and retreat in the opposite direction.

Next time buddy. Next time.]

(feeling crazy mischievous, jinx decides to steal a bunch of red paint from the crafts cabin. she sneaks around the field as stealthy as she can to avoid any wandering gazes as she makes a pit stop to every blue cabin. and in big letters on each side of these cabins, she writes:

"RED RULES! BLUE SUX!!!!".

and after awhile, she fails at being silence and starts to cackle while dashing around in full speed.)

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Being knocked unconscious wasn't part of the adventure Maeve had considered at the time. Now that she's at the camp - and this is not the sort of camping she thought they were doing, but here she is - she's just standing in silence and light annoyance. The outfit doesn't truly bother her so much. She's been in stranger things, things people have put her in. She's wandered an entire place naked before without concern for the fact that people would see her naked. She's not about to start worrying now.

She sighs as she steps up to the cabin with the bag that she's been given. What is it full of? She doesn't know. She hasn't looked. She takes her bag and herself inside. She sits on a random bed after looking around. "So what now?"

Maeve looks over at the sound of someone crying out about the clothing. She shrugs. "At least you didn't wake up naked." She considers this now that she's said it. It will probably be difficult to explain, but she's found ways to explain things with lies and half truths.

"It is a bit unfortunate, I suppose," she agrees after a moment. "It's not the most flattering in general." She glances down at her own outfit. "It would be nice to be able to choose our own sizes anyway."

(by the campfire, jinx had been sitting cross-legged with a notebook in hand and a pencil smooshed between her lips and nose. her eyes narrowing at what's inside of this said notebook; occasionally humming a tone. she removes the pencil from her face and scribbles on the paper fairly quickly -- extending the pad way out with her arms with her head tilting to the side.)

Hmmmmm... yeah. — That's soundin' pretty good.

[Ebalon also does not want to fight Max while wearing the Horrid Shorts. It seems that they can agree on something after all.

Yes, indeed, perhaps camp life will be peaceful on account of these two ostentatious fucks being unable to get over the shame of forced bootyshorts.

Victory will be had this day. Not for them, but for everyone else forced to suffer their presences.]

"It's not flattering at all! My knees are completely exposed, not even stockings! And what are these shoes? These are not shoes! They feel strange. And these...miserable excuses for slippers are just itchy. This fabric is awful too. All I'm saying is that if we're going to be on this excursion where we have to kill each other in horrible ways is it too much to ask that we're at least dressed well?"

Not to mention the very short trousers keep riding up but he's not going to say that in front of a lady.

"I'd almost rather be naked." No he wouldn't, as he'd probably end up sticking to the seats with how much he's sweating, and that would be the least of his worries.

((ooc: DON'T LOOK @ ME!! BUT with this section, your character may or may not get a tag from venti somewhere along the line for he is somewhere watching from the trees or in the sky because he doesn't want your character to look at jinx being nakey (only his simp ass can apparently). therefore, venti will try and stop you from looking at the lake. so be prepare to interact with him also along with jinx if she hears a communion. **if** there is a tag system in this section, it will be "your character+venti+jinx". if iva isn't online/around, then you will get a tag from jinx first and then eventually...venti being somewhere idk lol. feel free to PM me/ping me on discord for questions!))

( jinx had been sitting on the deck for quite a while now; her fingers slowly undoing her long braids, removing the golden wide cuff bangles, and the hair ties that kept them all together. she's been gazing out to the lake -- specifically to the certain spot in the middle. in the middle, the moon's light reflects along with very faint of its ripples. she seems to be mesmerized by its glow as she reminiscences that she, too, once had a light that she looked up to. a light she seek for whenever things got so overwhelming and frightening for her. a glow she followed and was guided blindlessly out of any darkness that wanted to swallow her whole. that shine she held so tenderly close to her heart, gave her hope, and made her world so vivid with all sorts of colors. but that light disappeared from her; abandoned her not once but twice. it caused her to lose faith, sink in such despair, and now here she is alone and yearning.

as her fingers comb to the very last bit of its twist, a little shake of her head to let her locks flow freely -- resting along the wooden platform as she resumes to look on. there's an urge building within her at the pit of her stomach. the need to reach to that light on the water that seems so close yet so far all the same. jinx finds herself standing; a quivering breath leaves her for a moment until she toes off her shoes and her socks. slender fingers reach to the button of her shorts to unfasten -- a slow removal of it and her undergarments before stepping out of them as they fall to her feet. her hands then grabs the hem of her shirt to slip off over her head. jinx has never been the type to wear a brassiere so with that, she is quickly fully bare. all that's on her skin are her tattoos now fully expose and no longer covered by clothing -- and the miniature steel spheres that hug close to her rosebud nipples with light blue peach fuzz over her mons pubis.)

(grabbing and lifting a hold of her hair the best way she can, she walks around the deck to head where the water meet the land. there's hesitation from her for a brief moment before finally building the courage to step in -- the chill of the aqua give her goosebumps but she refuses to let that stop her from moving in further. in time, she lets go of her locks -- it sinks in as she resumes to walk in slowly.

'i almost drowned in these waters.'

silco's voice ring through her ears as she lets a hand to run along the lake; waves steadily trail along behind. there's a small smile to his words and even a quiet chuckle.)

You told me a million times...

(how funny is that she, too, almost drowned. not in the same waters but... water still. as she lifts her hand, she gazes at the dribbles fall from her fingertips and back to become one with the lake.

'that day, i let a weak man die.'

jinx lowers her hand to the water again and returns her glance back at the light on the water -- it's still a little ways ahead and once more, she builds up strength to walk on. the water slowly raising more up now to her knees. it's almost as if she can imagine her father lowering himself into the water over the moonlight and raising back up into the surface; all still so clear to her.

'and another was reborn.'

she wonders to herself, then. is it possible to be reborn for the second time? things haven't been so pleasant for her and she wishes to go back when things were wonderful when she had a light to follow. and maybe with the moonlight's blessing, she can be reborn for that second time but... the fear of jenny's tendrils resting just below the water makes her want to reconsider. jinx is beside herself -- craving for the light, to have it help her become anew but frighten of being betrayed by the waters as well. )

('betrayal. that pain it feels like it'll eat you from the inside out. can either break you or forge you into something greater.' right. and her entire time here on the ship, she's been trying to become something greater but somehow she keeps getting tossed back -- like trying to go against a hurricane tide. jinx wets her lips then with such uncertainty and only wishes silco was truly here to reach out his hand to her to help her through this. but even so, she pushes on -- water now soaring up almost to her hips.

'you need to let powder die. so the fear of pain can no longer control you.'

jinx feels she did let her die but maybe now she needs to let "this" version of herself die now, too. to forget and leave all the ache she's been carrying in her heart behind her. to remove the fear of jenny... somehow. but as she gets closer to the lighted water, she sees it then. the tendrils peeking through the surface and beckoning her to come to draw her in. with a step back, jinx glances over her shoulder towards camp and now highly being convinced maybe she should just rush back.)

('you're strong now.' those words jolts for her; her pinks slightly widen as they echo and overlap on itself. 'just like you've always meant to be.' jinx gazes back at the moonlight water -- they seem to be gone for now and she finds herself moving again. silco believes that she is strong, he always had. so he would still believe so even if she slipped up here so many times... right? and then finally, she's only one step away from stepping into the light. slowly, she lifts a hand over -- almost half expecting to feel the shimmer of its light over the back of her hand.

'jinx is perfect.'

she is perfect; not a mistake. swallowing a huge lump in her throat, she walks in that moonlight spot of the lake. a breath of relief that she actually made it this far and even a faint smile that... finally she's underneath a glow and not being surrounded by darkness for now. her head tilts up to the moon; gazing. if only she can just sink herself to start the anew process but she's still so horribly frighten. maybe the rays will give her enough spirit if she stands underneath it long enough to do it.)

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Maeve does not laugh. She wants to, but she does not. "You have lovely legs, darling. Don't stress too much." She's not sorry. The concept of having to kill each other, however, does bother her a little. "At least it's not clothes you'll worry about destroying? If you get blood on it, it will simply be a mere displeasure."

She does laugh this time. "Darling, I'm not certain you would prefer to be naked." But he does seem a little flustered. It's fair. "I'm not certain it's reasonable for camping, but I'm not sure where we are going either."

[All Natsuno wanted was to avoid everyone, but even now the Moon Freak manages to run into him. Man, fuck this guy and - is he WAVING at him?

Natsuno doesn't wave back. He just glares and adjusts the flamethrower on his shoulder.]

I don't know if you really think I'd believe you're being friendly, or you're just making fun of me.

[Ebalon notes the flamethrower but makes no move to either stay clear or shield himself yet. No, he's being friendly! Natsuno, you're interesting. A fun little science experiment. Would Natsuno start to mutate a little bit if Ebalon used the Seed of Life on him? Would his regeneration stop the mutation? Hmm...]

I'm certainly not making fun of you. You don't have to believe in me being friendly, but were I to make fun of you, I would try a lot harder than that.

[He'd say something like "the moon's lovely tonight, isn't it?" instead.]

"Yes- b-blood..." And how much blood. And whose blood? It would be his. He realizes this. He refuses to shed any. Which means his only resort is dying a lot. Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh God.

He wants to go home.

But he has to remain brave and stalwart. The captain goes down with the ship and doesn't quail in the face of danger - even if he means to.

"Camping? I've done that before. Once we had a lovely little pavilion set up in the East Garden and the children fed ducks while we had salmon l'orange. It was a good day." He and Mary had only argued a few times and she'd left to wander the garden leaving him in peace and tasty salmon.

"Have you camped before?"

Maeve needs time alone, so she's found her way to the lake. She takes off her clothes, placing them in sight, but she's not terribly worried about it. She swims for a while, aware of the chill, but not terribly bothered by it. She's lowered her pain responses a long time ago.

She stares up at the sky as she pauses a little ways away from the shore. They don't look familiar, but it is nice to see them. The area seems a little more serene. She's still not sure what the point of this place was. You couldn't even make traps to catch food. As far as she knows, no one's killed anyone, but there's still time.

There's a soft sigh as she moves to swim a little more before simply floating in the water.

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Hmm.

[Natsuno doesn't seem interesting in starting a fight, anyway. He has no expression at all, but that's nothing you.]

I read your letter. Very eloquent. [He doesn't buy any of it. You should really have changed your handwriting, Ebalon...] What are you going to do to cooperate? "Not drop the moon on people" doesn't cut it, by the way.

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JUNE EVENT: CAMP

CAMP AION

DAY ONE

DAY TWO

DAY THREE

DAY FOUR

DAY FIVE

DAY SIX

On the Bus

Woods 👉👉 at night

i. trees & ii. gemini cabin (closed)

Virgo Cabin

field (open)

like ships in the night

tagging all the blue cabins (open)

Pisces Cabin

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campfire ➜ nighttime (open)

the HORRID laugh that just escaped me at this

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lake ➜ late nighttime open w/ a dash of venti (warnings: NUDITY & HALLUNCIATIONS)

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i wanna shitpost and you can't stop me

i would never stop this

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nighttime swimming~ (OTA, warning for nudity even though Maeve is not sorry)

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