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...I'm crazy. Got a doctor's note and everything.

Been role playing for over fifteen years, no stranger to forum rp'ing, as that is the way I learned to roleplay.

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Marco DePaulo




Location: Camp Lava Lake Trail
Skills: N/A





Marco had mostly tuned out Dobbs until he mentioned delinquents. Marco's smile vanished at that point and he tugged Em in closer at that point. Only she of the group knew the full truth of why and how he was there. He knew trying to argue with Dobbs would be pointless. They were all 'delinquents' to him. Just a group of fuck ups and failures, there to work off time. They weren't really there to be official counselors. That's why they were there a week earlier, to clean up and set up the camp.

"Cleaning I can do, but yeah. I'm going to imagine that we're going to need all the supplies if this place has been abandoned for so long, unless they left like Comet, Clorox, pledge and vinegar and baking powder." Marco sighed as he started to run through the mental list of what he tended to use at home. Since his dad was usually busy, he had done a lot of the cleaning growing up, as had Em.

"I really also hope there's a working stove... I'd hate to think that all we're going to eat for the next few days is cold cuts and salads... wait. What is the food situation like? Since it is just us, are we going to have to make and cook our own food?" Marco doubted that Aster knew how to cook, even less how to make his own sandwiches. The others there, maybe? He didn't want to assume anything. He really hoped that they would be left something to cook or eat, otherwise he was going to turn right back, consequences be damned.



Constance Monroe




Location:Château de La Lune - Outside
Skills: N/A





Constance didn't like the implications of a fresh grave and another missing nominee. She remembered Miguel being the other one to upset Lawrence last night, and had been the one to break his nose in the first place. Now Renee was dead and Miguel was missing. Why no one was pointing fingers at the misogynistic asshole yet was beyond her. But it seemed they had more pressing matters on hand as Sam spoke up and talked about this 'signal' that he had gotten.

"Wait wait wait, you want to check the grave first rather than the church? You think... that he's... there?" Constance looked at Rhiannon as she started to dig and raised a brow. She had heard some things about the woman before, but nothing like this. Maybe... this was tied to a withdrawal or something. She hadn't looked well since they had met up earlier. She flinched a bit as she heard the shovel hit the sodden earth and start to be set to work.

"...I still say we should check the church." She muttered under her breath as she turned away. She had no desire to see another body today.



Marco DePaulo




Location: Camp Lava Lake Trail
Skills: N/A





Marco was trying to keep pace to Em, but it was a bit hard. She loved this kind of stuff, and loved going for hikes when she could. Marco was more city savvy, and could probably walk more on the sidewalks for longer. The rough trail was throwing him off, and his hiking boots were new and not quite broken in yet. So, he was silently suffering, and that was probably going to set the tone for a lot of this summer.

He looked over at Aster as he explained what had happened and shook his head a bit. Sometimes he had to wonder if it was the money that made him that way, or if it was just the way Aster was born. They were friends, yes, but sometimes the things that came out of his mouth really made Marco want to correct him. However, he brushed that aside when he heard Dobbs talk about the history of the camp, and the murders.

"Wait wait. So this place has failed multiple times and yet someone still has the bright idea of trying to make a camp of it again? And they decided to make a pet project of it too? Somehow I doubt a vengeful spirit had anything to do with it. My guess is the location. The fact that it is in the middle of nowhere, there's nothing nearby to help keep this place alive. That's why it fails. You need like shops and a good supply chain." Marco sighed as Em moved back close to him. He tugged her in close and wrapped an arm around her.

"So we sneaking out to the lake later then?" He whispered to her, and chuckled softly as they walked the path together. He really did silently hope they didn't have to clean up blood and gore, because if they did, he was going to take the prison time before he got any of that under his nails.



Marco DePaulo




Location: Camp Lava Lake Trail Head
Skills: N/A





Marco had tried to sleep on the ride up to the Camp, but found he couldn't at all. Everything kept just playing over and over again in his head. The accusation, the arrest, the trial, the sentencing, Em's arrest, then being sent off to camp. Everything was playing over and over like the record left on the player on repeat. He was still waiting to hear back from the school to know if he was even going to be admitted back for another semester, given he had a criminal record now. His whole future was in jeopardy, just because someone didn't like the color of his skin.

At least he still had someone on his side. His Em, his love, his eternal partner. He couldn't believe that she had gotten herself arrested just to join him on this community service for the summer. He was pretty sure her mother was going to ban him from the house for a bit once she had gotten arrested, but well, Em had pleaded her case. So, they were together, riding in the car to Camp Lava Lake.

Once they got there, Marco hauled his duffels out of the car. Just because they were going to be around pre-teens, and teens for the summer didn't mean he wasn't going to look nice. Of course, one of the duffels also had some fun time stuff, for when he and Em could sneak off, or maybe some of the other counselors.

He blinked in surprised as Em nudged him and he saw Aster's car there. Aster was going to be working with them that summer? He hadn't said anything before. He snorted a bit at Em's comment about the gas, knowing full well Aster could afford it, but it also probably cost quite a lot to fill up that tank.

"Aster, darling, what are you doing here? I thought you'd be off traveling this summer. Don't tell me you also accepted a deal of some sort. ...What did you do?" Marco walked over to Aster, after kissing Em on the cheek. He knew full well that Aster wouldn't be somewhere like here unless it was for similar reasons to him and Em. He did eye Aster's luggage, and chuckled softly. "Aster, you can't threaten property damage, not if you're here for that already. Is that what you did? Oh Aster." Marco had a bad feeling that Aster had done something to someone's property, and that's fully why he was there.

He groaned internally as his friend insulted the man that was there to escort them and took a deep breath, and then looked the other three over. He then noticed the hankies in the darker haired boy's pocket and nearly growled lowly at that. Oh, he was down for fun times it seemed. He would have to chat with Em about that later, as per usual. He was fully sure they would separate them by gender, which was boring, but that didn't mean he couldn't have some fun.

"We should get going. I really don't want to be up here when the sun sets. As he said, wild animals are around." He teased as he walked over to Em and planted a kiss on her neck.



Constance Monroe




Location:Château de La Lune - Outside
Skills: N/A





The walk was quiet, contemplative almost. Constance kept close to Tony, to keep the rain off them both, and to keep warm. She also did still feel safest close to him, and relaxed a bit with every step. She knew the conversation to come would be a difficult one, but it would be easier to know that they weren't alone in this.

To her surprise it was Ralph that broke the ice, and addressed what was on their mind. He brought up the fact that Millicent had been the one to realize it first, and that they had learned some things. She did nod as he said that they were being blackmailed and was about to confirm that she was also being blackmailed when Sam spoke up.

She looked a bit stunned at that and blinked. Did Sam not really realize that the gentleman with them was the very same Ivanna, the drag queen? Thankfully, Millicent addressed it and she let out a soft sigh. "Sam, now that we've had that cleared up for you, may we turn back to the topic at hand? Yes, the blackmail is why we suggested this outing. Tony and I realized this morning after a few things that something here was very wrong, and well, we confessed to one another that someone here is blackmailing us. It seems that most, if not, all of us here are. We figured Renee was as well and that might be why..." She trailed off, not wanting to address what they all knew about Renee's fate. She hoped that would help steer the conversation back on track.




Location: Haven
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A




The world splintered and shattered , and Willow could remember the first time she had tried anything like this before. Her Tia had made a drink, something the people of the forest would drink, and it would enhance their senses. Willow had let the bitter liquid coat her tongue and it had helped her with her sight. It had bothered her so much, keeping her awake day and night, plaguing her with visions. It was the first time it had bothered her so much since it had awakened, and so, her Tia had hoped the brew would help her control it for a bit.

As the cracks formed in her vision, Willow found herself tracing them with her fingers, making patterns in the air in front of her. However, they turned from jewels to admire, music to enjoy, horror snuck in. She could smell the crackling fire, hear the woman's frantic words, and feel the heat from the fire.

She started to scream and ran from her own visions, even as they chased her, and she ran in towards a save haven, any safe haven. The beautiful golden dragon stood out to Luna, a beautiful beacon of hope, especially since it was holding its occupant so preciously, so tenderly.

Wings fluttered out from under her outfit, beautiful enormous wings that were meant to clearly support the tall woman, and in a blink of an eye, she took off, and was soon in the rafters, and looked at the dragon with the expression of fear, terror and begging. "Please... let me be safe with you too."






Location: Haven
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A




Willow could tell she might have intruded upon something, but was glad that the other woman, Annika, (she wasn't sure where the name came from, but maybe a glimpse? She wouldn't mind if that was true,) offered her a candy in turn. Willow offered up her favorite color and they exchanged the candies. She gently took the purple and green orb into her hands and turned it over.

It was too tempting to peer and see what effects the candy might have on her person. She could already see around the room that they were having effects on the others that had taken them of varying effects. However, she didn't want to see tonight. Tonight was about having fun and connecting with her covenmates and fellow students. She held up the candy and then put it between her teeth. She crunched down on the orb and then took a swig of her sangria to follow it all down.

She could feel what could only be described as an electrical sensation run up and down her spine, causing all the little hairs to stand on end and the hair on the back of her neck to do so as well. Not even the time she had indulged in ayahuasca with her Tia did she feel so alive and stimulated.

Suddenly, she wanted to be high. Physically. She wanted to spread her wings and just be up in the rafters of the building. When had she last spread her wings and just... flew? She really wanted to be high and comfy, and being up high meant she would be close to the lights. It was getting awfullytempting.



Constance Monroe




Location:Château de La Lune - Foyer
Skills: N/A





Constance let out a soft sound as Tony arrived and took her arm in his. She slipped in closer to him and relaxed a bit, as he was the one person that she trusted more than the others right now, and well, it might be better to stick close to him. What if the person that had killed Renee was one of them? She had been operating under the assumption that it was someone that lived or worked there, but...

She shoved her thoughts down. They needed to talk, and they needed to swap information. However, as Felix walked up, she paused for a moment. Of all the staff, Felix was not the worst but he did always seem to be everywhere. He did always seem to be right there when stuff was going on. He was suspicious, but then again, most everyone was. She nodded her head in thanks to the butler as he pointed out where the umbrellas were, as well as informing them of the informal meal and when the ball would be starting. She had almost forgotten about the ball with everything else that was going on.

She kept close to Tony as they headed outside, keeping quiet for the moment. She was thankful that Tony grabbed an umbrella and thanked him for that. She made sure to stick close to him so that they were equally covered.

"Agreed. We need to find somewhere we can talk." Constance walked, watching as Sam seemed to be leading the group, and shrugged as well. They just needed somewhere private, they needed somewhere they could talk without worry. Hopefully Sam had an idea of where that might be. She kept close to Tony, looking up at him. She really hoped that they were about to make a major mistake by going to somewhere away from the house to talk. She really hoped that they were all going to come back safe and sound.
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