opheliac: (•_•) (But not for long 'cause it'll get jinxed)
𝙅𝙞𝙣𝙭 💣/ 𝓹𝓸𝔀𝓭𝓮𝓻 🌸 | ❝ashnikko❞ ([personal profile] opheliac) wrote in [community profile] come_sailaway2022-04-27 10:30 pm

We're wide awake now, our eyes are wide open. We're running this world, we keeping it turning

Who: EVERYONE ON THIS DANG SHIP!
What: IT'S A PARTTTYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When: last week of april before more shit happens.
Where: rischie
Warnings: PG-13??? alcohol is definitely involved, teens being teens, drunk people or doing bad decisions??? who is to say!!!





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ENTRANCE.
THE DANCE FLOOR.
AT THE BAR.
GAME AREA.
DJ TABLE // PRIVATE WITH JINX
LOSER CORNER.
THE FOOD TABLE.
KARAOKE.
OUTSIDE RISCHIE.
WILDCARD.

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[personal profile] skaikru 2022-05-03 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
( first and foremost, yes nikolai. yes she can and will still get mad. because at the end of the day, he looks mid-twenties and still invited teenagers to sit down and cut themselves for his amusement. and teenagers rarely back down from objectively stupid decisions, and just allow their misplaced determination to settle the second they're challenged on it.

in fact, the harlequin judge of this game spells out further rules, and it's a challenge for clarke to bite back something snide along the lines of i only need two. she grits her teeth, swallows down a growl around the notion of anything along the lines of forfeit.

meanwhile, mizuki tries to fuss but ultimately relents. slinks back to his own knife, picks it up and starts chanting the rhyme scheme again. this time clarke's purposefully numb to the prickle of any outside eyes fixed on her, and silently promises that any encroaching figure would have to get within stabbing distance to warrant her attention.

...wait, this is just supposed to be a game.

anyway, clarke falls into the pattern this time. it really is just a matter of keeping the beat and not doubting the destination her gaze paints for the knifepoint; not slipping, not skewing, not skewering her own fingers. it could become as repetitive as breathing, yet she's holding the air in her lungs. a penny sized puddle of blood has leaked onto the table from that one minor wound alongside her thumb, but it's of little consequence. and when mizuki speeds up this time, she's ready for it. )