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Anatoliy Voronin
Anatoliy smiled a little more, ‘Unless they train us to the bone,’ he joked. ‘Hopefully, they don’t do that,’ he confessed right after. That would suck. He didn’t know if he could do that. He was into working out and being active but training daily until exhaustion sounded tortuous. Wouldn’t living around the average human be a way that they could figure out how to not hurt civilians? Anatoliy thought about that for a minute since he grew up in public schools and purely human communities. At least what he thought was purely human, there could have been others like him in his neighborhood, but he felt like that was the best way. As a child, you learn how to be gentle, and so on — it’s not like the godly parents took care of any of them. ‘Ragnarok has Thor and Thor is this really cool guy in nordic mythology. I really enjoyed the Marvel movie Ragnorak,’ he decided to express himself a little more. Anatoliy did enjoy Marvel movies and action movies in general — superheroes were always his thing growing up.
That made sense. Everyone is having a little fun and being able to get to know each other. However, he didn’t think getting to know each other was going to be similar to back home. How raves and stripclubs were. Anatoliy decided that he would grab a plate of ham roll-ups and some cookies that looked good. They might have been oatmeal. He had no idea but they looked good to him because he was drinking on an empty stomach. This would help in the morning for sure.
Standing there with a plate of food and a bottle of water, Anatoliy smiled a little more, ‘Unless they train us to the bone,’ he joked. ‘Hopefully, they don’t do that,’ he confessed right after. That would suck. He didn’t know if he could do that. He was into working out and being active but training daily until exhaustion sounded tortuous.
It felt like nothing happened and a lot happened at the same time. Subconsciously grabbing for his phone and checking the time — Anatoliy realized how late it was. A slight frown came across his face since he knew he should be heading back to his cabin sometime soon. Training and whatever else tomorrow had for him. He was very excited for the training but he was not as excited to deal with people.
Interactions @Theyra Sofia, @Pristine1281 Heath, and @Fabricator Veronica
Amorey
Getting to her cabin and adventuring through it, Amorey realized that she had been preoccupied with everything in the new area that she didn’t notice how much time had passed. There was no way she was going back to the party now though she was trying to talk herself into it for the last forty-five minutes. No, she needed to unpack everything, and take a shower. Get settled in bed. Have a nice sleep. Do her usual nighttime routine and be ready for tomorrow. Her father explained that this place was for training, so she assumed there would at least be something for tomorrow. She couldn’t fully remember what Leo said earlier. Did he bring up anything about it? No, they talked about godly parents. He was nice enough to show her the maps and everything else. She shook her head and realized she was just getting done folding the last of her clothes — refolding everything how she liked it in drawers.
A sigh left her lips while she sat on the bed, I need to eat something and go to bed, she thought to herself as she began putting all the items away which was not that many things. Once everything was taken care of and organized, she decided to grab a set of pajamas, and go back out to the kitchen area of the house. She stepped into the kitchen, set her pajamas down, and began rummaging through everything when she had a peculiar thought. Why is this house so big? It was a cabin just for her, wasn’t it? It didn’t make sense why it had multiple rooms and multiple bathrooms and decent sized areas. ‘He probably made it so we live together,’ Amorey let out a whine while rubbing her forehead and stroking her loose hairs back. Why wouldn’t their father have a cabin that made it so her and Morne stayed together? He’s probably still out in the woods… an irritated groan could be heard from her as she was debating if she should get redressed to go outside and hunt for her brother or not. She really didn’t want to.
Elysium Semper
After standing around and watching everyone for quite some time, Elysium found the lack of interaction to be more enjoyable at the party — he was never one for parties. He dabbled in them during his university days, but he was never passionate about them. Friends were the usual reason he went. There were a lot of good reasons for him to socialize tonight, though he found his ambitions short after meeting a few interesting characters. Maybe his energy was drained from the hike up here, the shock of the cabin, and everything before the party started. It was a long day and plenty of hours of traveling to even get here.
He felt that weighted feeling that blanketed over someone when they were beginning to realize how tired they were. Approaching a trash can, he placed his second beer into it — more like his first whole one. Glancing at the dwindling numbers of everyone in the party, he nodded his head, and made his way towards his cabin. He could have told people good night or could have rolled the night out a little more and chatted — he was tired. Plus, he knew the camp wasn’t just for socializing, they were on a schedule, so he assumed there would be plenty of days to get to know people. He was excited for those. Just a party on the day one arrives was a little draining for him energy-wise.
Elysium walked back to his cabin which he was in no rush to get to, but he finally made it after a slow eight to ten minute stroll where he allowed the stars and wildlife to distract him a little bit. He had no idea what ran across his path but it was a squirrel or chipmunk or something similar.
Getting to his cabin was a relief, since he knew the bed was not far away. A quick thought of taking a shower crossed his mind, but it truly never registered in his mind at all while he made his way through his cabin. Going to the room that he chose earlier for himself, entering it without turning the lights on, and stripping from his party clothing. Grabbing a pair of sleeping shorts from his luggage that he didn’t fully unpack earlier and slipping those on before plopping into bed with a groan of enjoyment. ‘I’m so ready to sleep,’ he chuckled at himself because he didn’t realize how tired he was just standing there and observing everyone. He was definitely going to sleep well tonight.
Morne could not help his negative thoughts and wonder how such a ray of sunshine like Fiona was and how she was following around Nelly. Nelly seemed to be an actual ray of sunshine and this woman… Everything was weird for him. None of it made sense with the friendship in his opinion. One seemed so social and open while the other one seemed to not be excited about anything. Is she referencing Spaceballs? Or the other thing like that movie that my sister likes? His face might have been terrible at hiding his thoughts but if she wasn’t talking about the spaceballs movie. He didn’t really have an idea on what she was referencing.
‘I don’t think I should be around children…’ Morne stated plainly. ‘I’m more adult friendly, you know?’ he gestured with his hands to almost express a duh expression. Shouldn’t that be obvious to everyone?
When she walked away, he was relieved, since she was a downer. Plus, he could have some alone time with Nelly. Maybe get more comfortable with the girl beside him and that seemed way more interesting. Fiona seemed to show hot coals then within seconds go into being similar to a wet dead fish. She was hard to read for him and he didn’t care for it. ‘Parents always have different opinions on their children,’ he shrugged while she protested against his compliment. ‘I really don’t think sweet and nice have that much of a… like…’ he was looking at her with a confliction. ‘They don’t really have that big of a difference when it comes to describing someone in my opinion.’
A pft sound came from Morne, ‘Isn’t bending the rules as much as breaking them? You are in denial,’ he rolled his eyes playfully with a smirk. ‘I don’t mind either happening,’ his smirk went into a smile that was more genuine. He honestly didn’t care for people who were goodie-two-shoes or followed the rules constantly.
Fiona appeared again and he was honestly hoping to get alone time and socialize with Nelly and whoever she wanted to. For some reason, he had the impression that Fiona was not social, and he felt like she might kill the vibe. However, he wouldn’t protest enough to cause an issue… not yet… so he just glanced at Nelly for guidance instead of opening his mouth and causing trouble.
‘Eh, if it’s not fine, I mean… I can always get more shit,’ Morne seemed to not care if any of his stuff stayed there since he’d just get it before he left or tomorrow or something. He had no idea but he’d figure it out. ‘I had a beer,’ he gestured to the empty can on the table since he got done drinking it about a minute ago. ‘We can refresh. Maybe a few shots? Have a little bit of fun?’ He sounded so encouraging at this moment while stepping towards the bar. ‘It could be fun,’ Morne was trying to talk them into getting drunk. Drunk and drugged out parties were his favorite.
Morne looked at all the people by the bar, ‘You are the seasoned camper. Introduce me to someone you like,’ he gestured to all the different people at the bar.
‘I don’t think I should be around children…’ Morne stated plainly. ‘I’m more adult friendly, you know?’ he gestured with his hands to almost express a duh expression. Shouldn’t that be obvious to everyone?
When she walked away, he was relieved, since she was a downer. Plus, he could have some alone time with Nelly. Maybe get more comfortable with the girl beside him and that seemed way more interesting. Fiona seemed to show hot coals then within seconds go into being similar to a wet dead fish. She was hard to read for him and he didn’t care for it. ‘Parents always have different opinions on their children,’ he shrugged while she protested against his compliment. ‘I really don’t think sweet and nice have that much of a… like…’ he was looking at her with a confliction. ‘They don’t really have that big of a difference when it comes to describing someone in my opinion.’
A pft sound came from Morne, ‘Isn’t bending the rules as much as breaking them? You are in denial,’ he rolled his eyes playfully with a smirk. ‘I don’t mind either happening,’ his smirk went into a smile that was more genuine. He honestly didn’t care for people who were goodie-two-shoes or followed the rules constantly.
Fiona appeared again and he was honestly hoping to get alone time and socialize with Nelly and whoever she wanted to. For some reason, he had the impression that Fiona was not social, and he felt like she might kill the vibe. However, he wouldn’t protest enough to cause an issue… not yet… so he just glanced at Nelly for guidance instead of opening his mouth and causing trouble.
‘Eh, if it’s not fine, I mean… I can always get more shit,’ Morne seemed to not care if any of his stuff stayed there since he’d just get it before he left or tomorrow or something. He had no idea but he’d figure it out. ‘I had a beer,’ he gestured to the empty can on the table since he got done drinking it about a minute ago. ‘We can refresh. Maybe a few shots? Have a little bit of fun?’ He sounded so encouraging at this moment while stepping towards the bar. ‘It could be fun,’ Morne was trying to talk them into getting drunk. Drunk and drugged out parties were his favorite.
Morne looked at all the people by the bar, ‘You are the seasoned camper. Introduce me to someone you like,’ he gestured to all the different people at the bar.
Anatoliy might have been feeling down because of the people walking away from him, the spat with that one girl, and the tense situation between Chariselle and Heath. This was a nice change of pace. Both of the girls were reassuring him that he could join them on whatever they were doing — finding a table, iceskating, or whatever. That made him actually smile, a genuine one that showed he was happy to be there. Not one of those half-awkward forced smiles that he was giving other people beforehand. ‘Awesome, yeah, I’d love to,’ he confirmed quickly.
‘I assumed training was the main goal here,’ he shrugged his shoulders to show how indifferent he was about it all. The man was into working out and his past jobs made him keep a decent amount of muscle and have a lot of control over those muscles. He assumed that he would be fine for the most part. ‘Really? They throw a big party where people are going to be blasted and then expect everyone to train? The leader— or leaders sound like complete jackasses,’ Anatoliy chuckled at his words. ‘Godly parents and some of their children seem to be great,’ anyone would have been able to tell that those words were sarcastic.
Watching Veronica get up and start walking somewhere, he looked at Sofia, and made his way over to wherever they were going as well. Not before grabbing a bottle of water that he noticed. Opening it up and taking a drink as he stood there, near the tables with the conversation shift. When they got into the conversation about music and Sofia spoke about not knowing how to play an instrument but being interested in guitar, he naturally offered, ‘I can teach you. If you want. I bet we will have down times here, right? If you want to learn.’ Anatoliy had been playing for a very long time and being mixed with some natural talent… he was half decent in his eyes.
‘And I wouldn’t mind playing anything. I enjoy playing it whenever I can. Do either of you have any songs in mind? Hopefully, I know them?’ Anatoliy knew a lot of songs but that was because he was in the party life outside and inside of his job for the past handful of years. There was music constantly being played around him. ‘I love ice skating. My father and I used to go a lot when I was younger,’ he added on with a smile. ‘I’m good with anything. I probably should eat something because of those shots,’ he rubbed at the back of his neck knowing that he should eat anyways but definitely now that he knew training was happening tomorrow. It would help in the long run. Some greasy carbs.
When they were approached, he instantly recognized the scent, and then the voice that was near them. Glancing at Heath, he smiled awkwardly — half-assedly like he was doing earlier. Hopefully this guy isn’t mad that I sniffed him earlier… He just smells really good… Anatoliy honestly wanted to lean over and sniff Heath again but he forced himself to stand there and behave. Do not sniff him. You do not need to sniff him even if he smells really good, Ana. Do not. It’s not normal. People are going to think you are weird. He continued to coach himself internally.
Anatoliy gave a slight wave, ‘I don’t think you are intruding at all. I’m doing better than earlier, thank you. How are you?’
‘I assumed training was the main goal here,’ he shrugged his shoulders to show how indifferent he was about it all. The man was into working out and his past jobs made him keep a decent amount of muscle and have a lot of control over those muscles. He assumed that he would be fine for the most part. ‘Really? They throw a big party where people are going to be blasted and then expect everyone to train? The leader— or leaders sound like complete jackasses,’ Anatoliy chuckled at his words. ‘Godly parents and some of their children seem to be great,’ anyone would have been able to tell that those words were sarcastic.
Watching Veronica get up and start walking somewhere, he looked at Sofia, and made his way over to wherever they were going as well. Not before grabbing a bottle of water that he noticed. Opening it up and taking a drink as he stood there, near the tables with the conversation shift. When they got into the conversation about music and Sofia spoke about not knowing how to play an instrument but being interested in guitar, he naturally offered, ‘I can teach you. If you want. I bet we will have down times here, right? If you want to learn.’ Anatoliy had been playing for a very long time and being mixed with some natural talent… he was half decent in his eyes.
‘And I wouldn’t mind playing anything. I enjoy playing it whenever I can. Do either of you have any songs in mind? Hopefully, I know them?’ Anatoliy knew a lot of songs but that was because he was in the party life outside and inside of his job for the past handful of years. There was music constantly being played around him. ‘I love ice skating. My father and I used to go a lot when I was younger,’ he added on with a smile. ‘I’m good with anything. I probably should eat something because of those shots,’ he rubbed at the back of his neck knowing that he should eat anyways but definitely now that he knew training was happening tomorrow. It would help in the long run. Some greasy carbs.
When they were approached, he instantly recognized the scent, and then the voice that was near them. Glancing at Heath, he smiled awkwardly — half-assedly like he was doing earlier. Hopefully this guy isn’t mad that I sniffed him earlier… He just smells really good… Anatoliy honestly wanted to lean over and sniff Heath again but he forced himself to stand there and behave. Do not sniff him. You do not need to sniff him even if he smells really good, Ana. Do not. It’s not normal. People are going to think you are weird. He continued to coach himself internally.
Anatoliy gave a slight wave, ‘I don’t think you are intruding at all. I’m doing better than earlier, thank you. How are you?’
Interactions Veronica @Fabricator, Sofia @Theyra, & Heath @Pristine1281
There was a brief notice of how the woman seemed to be relieved and when he noticed the one god that looked like a dead-half-decayed animal was gone. He wondered if there was a connection there. Did she not approve of that figure? Baron wasn’t sure if he could approve of whatever that was… it didn’t feel like a benevolent entity. However, he didn’t believe any deity was good. Benevolent or malevolent was based on perspective and some of the things that he had heard about gods and goddesses in the past — they all had twisted sides to them just like humans. No one could be good all the time.
Baron was not surprised when the woman stated to be very familiar with this festival and feast. He assumed most of the deities had participated in such an event more times than they could count or care to remember. They literally lived forever or at least forever compared to humans like him. ‘I’ve been told to be harmless at this event,’ the man joked to at least continue some kind of discussion.
All of the higher ups vetted him about this place and that things were different and it was better to let something happen without stepping in. Arguments between the deities? Probably better to watch and not act unless you wanted to become a snack or playtoy of sorts. ‘Thank you,’ his words were more flat in tone while she pushed off the wall and walked away.
Maybe he should have approached someone else? She wasn’t very talkative but he knew he probably didn’t give anything of interest to her. Rolling his shoulders at the thought, he looked around, and was beginning to decide who else he should approach.
Baron was not surprised when the woman stated to be very familiar with this festival and feast. He assumed most of the deities had participated in such an event more times than they could count or care to remember. They literally lived forever or at least forever compared to humans like him. ‘I’ve been told to be harmless at this event,’ the man joked to at least continue some kind of discussion.
All of the higher ups vetted him about this place and that things were different and it was better to let something happen without stepping in. Arguments between the deities? Probably better to watch and not act unless you wanted to become a snack or playtoy of sorts. ‘Thank you,’ his words were more flat in tone while she pushed off the wall and walked away.
Maybe he should have approached someone else? She wasn’t very talkative but he knew he probably didn’t give anything of interest to her. Rolling his shoulders at the thought, he looked around, and was beginning to decide who else he should approach.
Interaction ended with Morrígan
I am glad everyone is still interested! And I totally understand, Bean. I was in a rut myself with everything that was happening. Plus, I had final weeks not too long ago and I practically decompress-slept for a literal week xD
I'll get on the writing spree again and I hope that I can have the GM post up soon. It'll be setup slightly different than I had planned to do so and I hope that I can include character posts of mine inside of the GM post which will mean everyone will have a tag/part to react to and so on!
I'll get on the writing spree again and I hope that I can have the GM post up soon. It'll be setup slightly different than I had planned to do so and I hope that I can include character posts of mine inside of the GM post which will mean everyone will have a tag/part to react to and so on!
The man was still unsure of how much Fiona was a stick in the mud or not, as he glanced at her, and wondered why people were not queuing up to get to know her. If she had been here for a few months or so, was there a reason for that? It made him slightly suspicious — maybe she was anti-social… Those thoughts were wandering around his head and he wondered how easy she could be to manipulate if she was anti-social and if she was lonely. She could be someone to keep an eye on. Charmingly, ‘Nelly seems to be very sweet and that’s something I love. However, I do love a little fire myself,’ he smirked at Fiona. ‘Sometimes people are just too weak to play with hot coals,’ he shrugged his words off like that was a casual saying. However, he had seen way too many people get scared or run off by a little bit of back mouthing or attitude. Sometimes that is exactly what you wanted in a girl. Sometimes it wasn’t. The fiery ones could always be fun in bed. It was just getting them to the point where they saw you as much fun as you saw them.
‘School is overrated unless you actually want to do something “special” with your life. I rather just have a cozy apartment and do whatever the fuck I want,’ Morne chuckled at his own words because it was true. It was somewhat pathetic to others but he didn’t want to be a doctor or an outstanding researcher. There was no point when the biggest thing he wanted was his own peace and to have fun whenever he wanted. Plus, school was not his thing… not at all. ‘You really should go to Marti Gras! It’s fun and who the fuck cares if you are of age. You definitely can sneak drinks and have as much fun as you want in that crowd. Barely anyone checks I.D.s during those types of festivals and if you used your pretty doe eyes of yours. Look from under your lashes after talking to a guy. Ask him if he wants to get a few drinks and you’ll wait for him. He’d be on his knees doing whatever the fuck you want,’ Morne knew way too well how girls played that game but he didn’t care. If girls wanted to play that game, he fed into it, because it both ended with getting what they wanted. The girl having a blast and hooking up with a hot guy and him hooking up with a pretty girl he could brag about to his coworkers later — festivals and large events were his favorite to attend.
His eyes kept wandering around the party in between conversations but he was showing Nelly and Fiona that his attention was on them too. There was so much going on that he felt like he had to keep checking things out from time to time. ‘Really? The gods didn’t tell any of you until this morning? Damn, they really fucking suck at getting news here or they don’t care,’ he rolled his eyes because he knew the gods and goddesses didn’t care. He was around his father enough to know how shitty those “higher ups” could be. And Nelly’s dad sounded like a hardass like his. The only reason he was here was because his father put his foot down and started making threats. Bringing up possibilities that worried Amorey and his mother too. Then he felt like he was forced into a position that he hated but had to proceed to go into.
‘So those three are the stuck up cunts at camp?’ Morne wasn’t sugarcoating his language at all while he took a longer sip of his beer. ‘Ah,’ he let out a refreshing sound after he swallowed the amber liquid down. ‘There are always those types no matter where you are. A girl called Katie at my last job was like that. She couldn’t handle a little bit of fun or “unseriousness” while at work. She was so bad she wouldn’t even let the closing crew play music to help the night go quicker,’ Trinity, Andy, and Sylas were definitely names he would be having in the back of his mind to be careful around. He’d scope them out to see how they were but if people were already warning him about staying on their good side... he wouldn’t be surprised if he ran into them and those words would be justified. And he followed Nelly’s gestures and words to each and everyone of the people she brought up. None of them were that good looking either. Typical. Focusing on Mason for a second, he and Andy looked like they liked each other, and tightasses usually stuck together. He wondered if he could cause some conflict between him and the girl. ‘I must have made the right decision then, approaching this table, getting to talk to two pretty girls, and not dealing with debby-downers,’ he flashed a smile at Fiona to try and get her to be apart of the “fun” crowd. At least Nelly was being fun in his eyes. Helpful too.
Morne followed Nelly’s gesture when she pointed out Iliana and he smiled slightly, ‘She’s pretty too,’ he added. ‘And who is the guy?’ He assumed that Nelly didn’t know because she wasn’t naming him but he was still going to ask. See if anything came out. Maybe it was her boyfriend? He wouldn’t be surprised.
‘We can leave the table and mingle with some more people. Sounds like a good time to me and Fiona definitely should join us,’ Morne looked at Fiona. ‘You definitely want to join us. Maybe we can get up to some mischief and mess with people? Anyone you don’t like?’ Morne joked but he was being serious. If Nelly and Fiona pointed out people they didn’t like… he definitely would show them what he could do powerwise and hoped they all could have a laugh at it.
‘School is overrated unless you actually want to do something “special” with your life. I rather just have a cozy apartment and do whatever the fuck I want,’ Morne chuckled at his own words because it was true. It was somewhat pathetic to others but he didn’t want to be a doctor or an outstanding researcher. There was no point when the biggest thing he wanted was his own peace and to have fun whenever he wanted. Plus, school was not his thing… not at all. ‘You really should go to Marti Gras! It’s fun and who the fuck cares if you are of age. You definitely can sneak drinks and have as much fun as you want in that crowd. Barely anyone checks I.D.s during those types of festivals and if you used your pretty doe eyes of yours. Look from under your lashes after talking to a guy. Ask him if he wants to get a few drinks and you’ll wait for him. He’d be on his knees doing whatever the fuck you want,’ Morne knew way too well how girls played that game but he didn’t care. If girls wanted to play that game, he fed into it, because it both ended with getting what they wanted. The girl having a blast and hooking up with a hot guy and him hooking up with a pretty girl he could brag about to his coworkers later — festivals and large events were his favorite to attend.
His eyes kept wandering around the party in between conversations but he was showing Nelly and Fiona that his attention was on them too. There was so much going on that he felt like he had to keep checking things out from time to time. ‘Really? The gods didn’t tell any of you until this morning? Damn, they really fucking suck at getting news here or they don’t care,’ he rolled his eyes because he knew the gods and goddesses didn’t care. He was around his father enough to know how shitty those “higher ups” could be. And Nelly’s dad sounded like a hardass like his. The only reason he was here was because his father put his foot down and started making threats. Bringing up possibilities that worried Amorey and his mother too. Then he felt like he was forced into a position that he hated but had to proceed to go into.
‘So those three are the stuck up cunts at camp?’ Morne wasn’t sugarcoating his language at all while he took a longer sip of his beer. ‘Ah,’ he let out a refreshing sound after he swallowed the amber liquid down. ‘There are always those types no matter where you are. A girl called Katie at my last job was like that. She couldn’t handle a little bit of fun or “unseriousness” while at work. She was so bad she wouldn’t even let the closing crew play music to help the night go quicker,’ Trinity, Andy, and Sylas were definitely names he would be having in the back of his mind to be careful around. He’d scope them out to see how they were but if people were already warning him about staying on their good side... he wouldn’t be surprised if he ran into them and those words would be justified. And he followed Nelly’s gestures and words to each and everyone of the people she brought up. None of them were that good looking either. Typical. Focusing on Mason for a second, he and Andy looked like they liked each other, and tightasses usually stuck together. He wondered if he could cause some conflict between him and the girl. ‘I must have made the right decision then, approaching this table, getting to talk to two pretty girls, and not dealing with debby-downers,’ he flashed a smile at Fiona to try and get her to be apart of the “fun” crowd. At least Nelly was being fun in his eyes. Helpful too.
Morne followed Nelly’s gesture when she pointed out Iliana and he smiled slightly, ‘She’s pretty too,’ he added. ‘And who is the guy?’ He assumed that Nelly didn’t know because she wasn’t naming him but he was still going to ask. See if anything came out. Maybe it was her boyfriend? He wouldn’t be surprised.
‘We can leave the table and mingle with some more people. Sounds like a good time to me and Fiona definitely should join us,’ Morne looked at Fiona. ‘You definitely want to join us. Maybe we can get up to some mischief and mess with people? Anyone you don’t like?’ Morne joked but he was being serious. If Nelly and Fiona pointed out people they didn’t like… he definitely would show them what he could do powerwise and hoped they all could have a laugh at it.
Good late morning everyone. I know I have been absent. I've been attempting to work on a GM post (there have been quite a few in real things going on) and I have no idea if I should continue working on it or not.
If people are still interested in the story and continuing, I will continue working on the GM post. I had an outline done for it. I've just been repetitively somehow hurting my dominant hand (originally with the cut finger to recently pouring hot soup all over my right hand). And then other in person things that have been making me exhausted.
If people are still interested in the story and continuing, I will continue working on the GM post. I had an outline done for it. I've just been repetitively somehow hurting my dominant hand (originally with the cut finger to recently pouring hot soup all over my right hand). And then other in person things that have been making me exhausted.
Two shots down and he was honestly considering a third and maybe a fourth after that. Then the realization hit him, he was craving that in between states of not feeling — being numb. Tipsy. Less of a processing brain. He wanted to keep drinking so badly but he forced himself to stop thinking about another shot while Veronica spoke, ‘Yeah… It might get better, who knows,’ he shrugged with a lightly forced smile. But he wondered how much she actually meant that. Probably just being kind. Most people wanted to be kind, especially at first. Anatoliy shook his head, ‘I doubt most people could actually keep me here if I wanted to go,’ if he truly wanted to get out of here — he would have already but he kind of wanted to stay around to see what happens.
Seeing how Veronica was surprised by the sight made him think this was not a normal thing. Plus, Sofia’s reaction of disgust and other emotions showed how others were not comfortable with such activities. The guy and girl were unfamiliar to him but they both looked like the party types. People that wanted to have fun and forgot about everyone around them or wanted the eyes of others looking. ‘So, we don’t get these a lot,’ This was a statement more said as an out loud thought than anything. He wasn’t surprised since he understood camp was to come and train and do stuff like that.
There was so much going on around them but Anatoliy was mainly focusing on the girls — this might have been because he was trying to internally calm his mind. Focusing on everything else could get overwhelming especially with how wild people were being. In another light, he would have probably been doing some wild stuff, but his current state of mind was not allowing his more social and fun loving side out. He almost felt tired and exhausted — drained.
Everyone seemed to want to get food which made sense but he didn’t feel hungry even though he knew he should eat. ‘Nothing else is happening,’ Anatoliy confessed. ‘And I probably should get something in my stomach,’ He really needed to or he was going to be regretting it sooner or later. ‘And if you girls don’t mind. I’ll join you. You two seem to be really cool and relaxed compared to others I have met to be honest, so I am really enjoying the vibe,’ Anatoliy gestured his hand at the girls in a friendly manner to show that he was speaking about their vibe. Most of his interactions were neutral to negative so far but Veronica and Sofia seemed to actually be normal compared to others here especially in basic communication skills. Which was refreshing. He didn’t always have his strong suit in social interactions but with how many people would just walk away, he was beginning to realize how abnormal people’s interactive personalities were and how tense others were with each other too.
Seeing how Veronica was surprised by the sight made him think this was not a normal thing. Plus, Sofia’s reaction of disgust and other emotions showed how others were not comfortable with such activities. The guy and girl were unfamiliar to him but they both looked like the party types. People that wanted to have fun and forgot about everyone around them or wanted the eyes of others looking. ‘So, we don’t get these a lot,’ This was a statement more said as an out loud thought than anything. He wasn’t surprised since he understood camp was to come and train and do stuff like that.
There was so much going on around them but Anatoliy was mainly focusing on the girls — this might have been because he was trying to internally calm his mind. Focusing on everything else could get overwhelming especially with how wild people were being. In another light, he would have probably been doing some wild stuff, but his current state of mind was not allowing his more social and fun loving side out. He almost felt tired and exhausted — drained.
Everyone seemed to want to get food which made sense but he didn’t feel hungry even though he knew he should eat. ‘Nothing else is happening,’ Anatoliy confessed. ‘And I probably should get something in my stomach,’ He really needed to or he was going to be regretting it sooner or later. ‘And if you girls don’t mind. I’ll join you. You two seem to be really cool and relaxed compared to others I have met to be honest, so I am really enjoying the vibe,’ Anatoliy gestured his hand at the girls in a friendly manner to show that he was speaking about their vibe. Most of his interactions were neutral to negative so far but Veronica and Sofia seemed to actually be normal compared to others here especially in basic communication skills. Which was refreshing. He didn’t always have his strong suit in social interactions but with how many people would just walk away, he was beginning to realize how abnormal people’s interactive personalities were and how tense others were with each other too.
Interactions Veronica @Fabricator & Sofia @Theyra
‘I know too well about favoritism,’ he joked about Fiona’s words — however… he did. Morne grew up with a twin sister who got way more attention and good graces than he ever would, especially from their father, Dionysus. Though the woman seemed disinterested in him compared to the other one. She didn’t seem to be that fun when it came to parties… at least he assumed so because she barely entertained smalltalk. This got Morne wondering what topics would pique her interest. Maybe she was into art? Training? She could be into chick flicks or action movies… there were too many worldly topics to really start throwing them out there. She’d probably get annoyed with him by the second or third guess.
He debated if he should try and see what would interest her or not but Nelly was talking so openly so he was inclined to listen to her. A small smile stayed on his face as he took another sip of his canned beer — he wished he had some homemade stuff but nothing looked homemade when he first was at the bar and drink table area. ‘Where would I start?’ he joked because there were quite a few things that popped into his head and he didn’t feel like being too annoying or focusing on the serious stuff. He wanted to see how fun these girls could be and everyone else was at the party.
‘One of my specialties. If I knew there was a party, I might have made some,’ Morne confessed since he loved showing off his alcohol making abilities. ‘I think I remember them bringing up all the Gods and stuff in high school English class,’ Morne wasn’t really into researching the Gods and barely knew much about his own father when it came to the mythology side of things — he knew how much of a jackass the man was. Keeping his mother as a side piece and not letting her move on. Showing up every fucking time it was convenient for him and being awful. Just hearing the name Dionysus made him sick at times. Then he smirked while looking over to Fiona, ‘Can you vouch for that doll?’ his words were playful but he wondered if she would.
Morne raised a brow when Nelly teased and waved her hand towards him to get his attention. ‘Those campers?’ he looked back over to them and they were gone. A shrug of his shoulders, ‘Yeah, the one is my sister. Amorey. She left me in middle of the fucking woods earlier which is why I got here so late,’ taking another drink of his beer. ‘At least I made it and got to run into you pretty ladies,’ he smiled at Nelly. It looked genuine enough. ‘And I have no idea who the fire head is,’ Morne confessed with an annoyance that only a brother could have.
‘I bet you know a lot more campers, who are the people you’d recommend?’ Morne asked casually while letting his eyes roam around the party before going back to Nelly. Taking a glance at Fiona, ‘And how about you? You don’t seem as friendly and social, but I bet you would know one or two more than this sweetie,’ he gestured to Nelly.
He debated if he should try and see what would interest her or not but Nelly was talking so openly so he was inclined to listen to her. A small smile stayed on his face as he took another sip of his canned beer — he wished he had some homemade stuff but nothing looked homemade when he first was at the bar and drink table area. ‘Where would I start?’ he joked because there were quite a few things that popped into his head and he didn’t feel like being too annoying or focusing on the serious stuff. He wanted to see how fun these girls could be and everyone else was at the party.
‘One of my specialties. If I knew there was a party, I might have made some,’ Morne confessed since he loved showing off his alcohol making abilities. ‘I think I remember them bringing up all the Gods and stuff in high school English class,’ Morne wasn’t really into researching the Gods and barely knew much about his own father when it came to the mythology side of things — he knew how much of a jackass the man was. Keeping his mother as a side piece and not letting her move on. Showing up every fucking time it was convenient for him and being awful. Just hearing the name Dionysus made him sick at times. Then he smirked while looking over to Fiona, ‘Can you vouch for that doll?’ his words were playful but he wondered if she would.
Morne raised a brow when Nelly teased and waved her hand towards him to get his attention. ‘Those campers?’ he looked back over to them and they were gone. A shrug of his shoulders, ‘Yeah, the one is my sister. Amorey. She left me in middle of the fucking woods earlier which is why I got here so late,’ taking another drink of his beer. ‘At least I made it and got to run into you pretty ladies,’ he smiled at Nelly. It looked genuine enough. ‘And I have no idea who the fire head is,’ Morne confessed with an annoyance that only a brother could have.
‘I bet you know a lot more campers, who are the people you’d recommend?’ Morne asked casually while letting his eyes roam around the party before going back to Nelly. Taking a glance at Fiona, ‘And how about you? You don’t seem as friendly and social, but I bet you would know one or two more than this sweetie,’ he gestured to Nelly.
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