Posts by pastellar

i love dumb pretentious titles thank god for rps

this is gonna die p soon after we start huh O')

but hhey now if you wanna do a little form thingy, bc i personally love those, go right ahead!! <3 or just tell me who you're gonna rp i dunno i'm excited. cx. and give me a setting and stuff, since u know the game!!! u can make up whatever rules tbh. >o)

Camp Santa Salomé is a modern day horror story in more ways than one; the food is disgusting, the quality of the toilets is an unmentionable, and bug spray is an illegal substance on the reenactment grounds. But these kids are gonna have a lot more to complain about when one of their fellows is strangled to death in the woods.

COUNSELORS

mr. n : an imposing but unintentionally humorous man, he compensates for his lack of people skills with staggering levels of academic knowledge. he can be intimidating, but no one has good reason to hate him.

miss shikia : this lady is in her early twenties, and you can tell! a wisecracking gal that unironically enjoys naruto, she’s a favorite with the kids. a little irresponsible, but she can get the job done if she really cares about something- her passion is a great inspiration!

lleu : quiet but kind, this boy is about to start college, and he hopes counseling will look good on his application. he's the same age as some of the older kids, so he fits in neatly when it comes to group activities. not to mention he can actually tell good jokes.

miss nannerl : a lovely young woman whose unofficial job is to scare the pants off any health inspectors that wander in. she can be sweet, but she's icy underneath! some kids even wonder if she's had a hand in some of the meanest pranks at camp.

josephine : engaged to nan and sure to let any would-be suitors know, she can get pretty jealous. as gruff on the outside as her fiancé is charming, she has a soft heart and will get rough and tumble with the kids if they beg her sincerely enough.

inola martín : ❝ I’M AN ETERNAL FLAME, BABY ❞

if she wasn’t a raging lesbian, this girl would be proposing on bended knee to eun right this second, because she loves fire in all its forms. a natural fighter, she can punch whatever you want her to! or, you know, anything you don’t want her to. it works either way.

alignment : chaotic good.

typical mood: ready to crack a grin.

attitude toward others: she tries to act cool, and honestly, she has it halfway down! she legitimately cares very little what most people think about her, but this is less beneficial than you’d think. she gets very aggressive if she thinks she’s been jibed at, whether that really is the case or not, and tries to project a “casually better than you” persona.

emotional stability: very low, but she’d never tell you- and if she did, it’d be in a vaguely humorous manner. she has a thin veneer of aloofness, but you get past that and it’s all hell and high water. she has a lot of anger issues.

expressiveness: default expression is humor, excitement, and anger. she doesn’t like showing emotion in a genuine way, so you could say she has problems with this.

when happy: laughs a lot, acts overly confident, friendly teasing, fidgeting and movement, jokes, frequent talking.

when sad: frequently accompanied by anger, half-hearted glaring, stony silence, cries easily but will not let you see, self-deprecating humor.

when angry: will definitely let you know, loud, physical, hand gestures and crunching nails into things, doesn’t think about consequences of actions, will get into fights easily, becomes incomprehensible, talks fast, might get watery eyes.

favorite foods : tamales, yogurt, chocolate with orange.

clothes : overdressed butch OR overdressed femme but just overdressed in general really- likes leather too much.

age : seventeen.

- TELL, HIEN, ELIZA, POSSIBLY RHYTHM TO COME ! -

Holy pelotas this was gonna be a blast.

While witchcraft was cool, and death had a vague sense of coolness, witches being burnt at the stake? Man, that got her. She was ready.

Problem was they apparently weren't going to be burnt.

Now, Inola didn't have a clue which method of execution was more accurate, but she did know which one was gonna be more entertaining. What problem would there be with getting an effigy lit (nice) on a few sticks? Give her fire or don't give her death. This was the whole reason she was here; it sounded a lot more morbidly fun than volleyball for two weeks.

"Can you believe this BS?" She waved the paper she held around in the air, elbow resting on a stupidly skinny fence post. "I signed up for this thing hoping for a witch barbecue, and I'm not getting one. Sucks. If you're gonna paint a doll with the guilty kid's face and hang it, you might as well light it up too, right? Go all out."

Ino grinned when she heard "stole the lighters," tugging on the bandanna around her neck. "Man, really? Wish that were me. The thief, I mean. Not the kid fire hates." She snorted. "Is this like, a 100% certain thing? Like if I lit up this fence right now would it start chasing you-"

She snapped her fingers out of habit, but didn’t start a flame. “You know, you could use that! If you were like Deadpool or something, and then you could take people down with you. But, you know. You wouldn’t actually be down.”

“Inola Marteen, accent the I.” She flipped out the insides of her jacket- laughed. “Candle? Man, I love it. From what he’s told me a candle could kill him.” Ino let out a pleasant snort. “I guess that means I’m using it though; it’s cool. You could call me alcohol or drugs if we wanna start a trend.”

Her eyes flicked over the kid’s hair, and she nodded in absent-minded approval. “Crystal is definitely a good one for you though, like, death aside.”

Now she tapped her pointer fingers together, leaning forward with a smile. “Are you boyfriends or something, though, because I have kind of a gay magnetism…? Or-” She made a face. “Urgh, no, that sounded really straight, I’m sorry. Ew. I mean, I’m such an incredible dyke that I can just- boom, instant queer friend group.” She waved her hand at Crystal. “And you don’t look like you really want to be seen as "normal dude," which I totally get.”

Inola snickered, raising an eyebrow. “I’m with you there- man, Candle, throw the boy a line though. Playing coy gets you nowhere in this day and age!”

She rubbed at the corner of her eye, head tilted back. “Ahh, man, I’m funny. But anyway, I guess I have to hang out with you guys the rest of the week, I mean-”

An impressively tall girl was looking up at them from down below the hill they were on, shading her eyes with her hand, and presumably squinting. She was far away enough you couldn’t see her face that well, but she didn’t look too happy.

“-otherwise, I’m stuck with...ahh, that's great, she’s found me. Fantastic.” Ino winced. “I kind of ditched a...friend? At the bus stop. She's gonna lecture me.”

Telsea Keilowitz wasn’t having the best day.

She’d gotten stuck with a very bored and chatty Ino on a three-hour bus ride.

Said Ino had taken half her pre-prepared stock of hair ties because she’d forgotten to bring everything she would ever need.

And then she’d spent twenty minutes looking for her at the bus stop because she was convinced this girl had somehow, some way, gotten herself lost.

She wasn’t exactly in a very happy mood.

So when she came face-to-face (or face-ten-feet-from-face?) with a creature best dubbed a condescending Sparkly Boy, she did the Christian thing and vaguely acknowledged him with a sideways glance. Anything else would’ve led to some pretty un-Christian speech.

“Where did you go?” Tell said unhappily, turning to Inola. Realizing, after a moment, that it was dumb question heavens above she was right here, she pointed it the other way. “Why did you leave? I spent time looking for you, it’s been twenty-five minutes. This isn’t helpful, Inola.”

She looked back at Crystal, appeared to process what he'd said, and then hissed, "You stole lighters?!"

"No!" Ino threw her hands up in the air. "I don't steal that much. And I bet they have crummy stuff here, anyway? Don't go off on me!"

Tell's eyes blinked shut for one small moment, and then she straightened up, involuntarily putting one hand to the back of her neck.

"Uh. I'm Tell." She paused, feeling out the shape of her next few words. "I know it's weird. My real name's really formal though." She glanced at Inola, who pressed her lips into a ramrod straight line. "At least she says so. I don't know."

One thing Tell got told a lot- when people weren't just flitting around the subject, which happened even more -was that she didn't talk normally. She usually spoke in short, clipped sentences, because that was how they did it at home. She didn't think her mother had ever told a joke in her life.

She was painfully conscious of this whenever she met new people, which made her say even less, so she felt like she didn't have many options here.

"Your friend's right." She muttered, and then she looked down at the ground.

Inola almost laughed, but decided not to. "Don't pick a fight with her Crys- she'll glare you to death...and we still have to go in and eat, right? Gosh I want food right now."

Inola watched Crystal pull out a chair and practically beamed, but her hand just skittered over the back of the chair next to her before she sat down herself, bouncing her hands in her lap.

Tell tried raising one eyebrow, but the amount of fine muscle control she had made sure that never, ever worked, therefore she had to settle for raising both. So instead of looking vaguely sardonic, she looked almost comically surprised at how chivalrous Crys was being.

“Should’ve been more polite.” Ino said to her, smiling and shaking her head. “You know it’s hard for me to sit down by myself,” she teased. “Crystal’s being so nice, I dunno why you don't like him yet!"

Ignoring how incredibly amused Inola looked, Tell glanced up- or down, technically -at Eun. “I like reading books too.” Now to Crystal. “I don’t stay inside all day though. And I like...these kinds of places, and I wanted to move around a little bit, so that’s why I came.”

Ino had the weirdest smile on her face, but she just shook her head. “Mm, sure you don’t...pfft, I don’t know if I’d count the gym as “outside” though. But I came here because I like following her around!” She jerked a finger Tell’s way, which was met by confused disdain.

“And I don’t have a lot of places to go at home. Home is a really weird word anyway- I’m a foster kid. So the government takes care of me, I guess? That’s about the only constant.”

She rolled her eyes at herself, then continued. “So do you know anybody else here? That’d be cool. I think Tell needs more people to ignore.” Inola quirked her mouth just so

Inola glanced around, happily noting the brighter color of Lemon's hair in contrast with the rest of the room. He was an almost obnoxiously neon presence, except he wasn't because he looked so obviously sweet and ditzy there was no way.

"Hi! I'm Ino. Cool name." She pointed out. "That's Tell! Say hi, Tell." She tapped her friend on the shoulder.

Tell blinked awkwardly, trying to switch out of a conversation about reading material and into meeting yet another new person. "Oh- hi."

Ino watched the men with a mild sense of dread present in her expression. When they finished, she laughed a little shakily, leaning her elbow on the table. “You think he got carried away? A little bit?”

Tell shook her head slowly, folding her hands under her chin with a thoughtful look on her face. She was still processing, apparently, because she didn’t do anything else.

“I dunno what the heck to do, and I bet nobody else does either.” Ino sat up decisively.

Tell shrugged. “You can just get yourself ‘killed’ if you want. Sit out for a while.”

“I’m not losing.” Inola responded. She looked mortified. “I’ll just cheat!”

“You can’t do that.”

Ino rolled her eyes, moving her fingers around in a dismissive manner. “Sure sure. Crys, you wanna play dirty with me?” She stood up, about to make towards the table where Jo was. “I think I could offer my services as a replacement lighter, if I get bored. And Tell! Eun!” She looked over her shoulder. "I'll yell at you guys if I can't figure something out, I guess. I think that's allowed."