Posts by caffeinecatfiend

i hope it doesn't die! c': we can keep rping too until it ends too, especially since i doubt we're gonna finish this in a night, i don't mind! sounds fun actually c':< but anyway! characters! you probably already know them p well, but. c': this is probably gonna be slightly darker vers of them? i guess you'll add them to the characters at the top or smth cx (ff i figured if they're humanized might as well give them last names for fun c': more accurate if there's rolecall or smth too)

Eun Kanenseino : your typical socially awkward dork. he doesn't really know anyone here, but his parents insisted on him going, so here he is. he's pretty smart and full of useless facts that may or may not come in handy. he might come off as cold and/or distant at first, but he's really just kind of stiff and awkward. he's not very trusting upon first impressions, but he's definitely reliable when you get to know him. that being said, he comes with the odd misfortune of having a tendency to somehow start fires most places he goes. never leave matches out around this kid. as of right now, he's 16.

Nicomedes 'Crystal' Jule : this kid is a smooth talker. he's smug and knows how to get what he wants- and that's not all he's good at. he's deft with his hands, being very apt at things like pickpocketing, petty thievery, cutpursing, and he's not unused to sneaking around, whether by night or daylight. he's very flashy and has a great fascination with anything shiny or sparkly. you could almost call him a hoarder, honestly. he's kind of petty and egotistic sometimes, and he holds grudges for bigger things. he can be pretty envious, too. he has great distaste for anyone with a huge amount of money, because his family hasn't always been the best financially. he's 17.

Lemonade Lymme : he originally had a first name, but no one has used it in so long only his mom remembers it. after an unfortunate accident with lemonade flavored koolaid (later recalled because it stains skin as well as various other things) as a very young kid, he's had bright yellow hair his whole life. ironic too, because he's colorblind and is pretty oblivious to it most of the time. he's very good-natured and only wants the best for everyone, but it can be a bit much at times. he's selfless to almost a fault, but also reckless because of it. he's also very naive and gullible and gets unintentionally involved with the wrong types of people sometimes without even realizing the things they do or their intentions. he's unusually tall, and pretty clumsy. he's also 16.

Felicia 'Strawberry' Anberra : an innocent, cheerful, and optimistic girl, she's just about like everyone's little sister. despite first glance, you'll quickly be proven wrong by her sudden mood changes and hot temper. during these, she can be very sarcastic, cynical, pessimistic, and irritable. she's got quite the fight in her if provoked, so- watch out! currently, she's 15.

Mallory 'M' Valencia : a bossy, sort of punk and fan of james bond. she likes pistols, stealth, close-combat, and assassin-related stuff. she isn't always stealthy, but she is trained in tae-kwon-do. she's kind of harsh sometimes, and she's kind of a lone wolf. she likes to be in the lead or control strategies and things like that. she's about to turn 17.

eun sighed as he watched the orange leaves fall from the trees. why'd he get here early again? he always made it a point to be punctual and he could've sworn he got there at exactly 7 o' clock, just like they were instructed. he frowned. they wouldn't change the time without telling everyone, would they? he drummed the rock he was rather uncomfortably sitting on with his fingers and bit his lip slightly. he hated being alone with only a stranger to keep him company, so he hoped whoever showed up next would be with a friend, as lame as that was. anyway, this was a required event, but it actually sounded fun. as much as he liked reenactments and the more informative gatherings, he was well aware most of the other kids hated them with a passion. the event was a halloween one (albeit a bit early; it was a couple of weeks until the 31st), a "murder mystery party and witch trial". there was supposed to be a fake murder at the dinner, and you were supposed to try to find the murderer without being killed off yourself. then, you would vote for them to be lynched, but you needed a certain amount of votes, or else it would be a fruitless effort. the proceeding witch trial would also be based on events of the dinner, as there was supposed to be an attempted poisoning (or in that time, supposed witchcraft), and you'd have to find the witch and lynch them too. you're supposed to defend fellow innocents who are mistaken for guilty, as you'd want no unnecessary casualties. that's pretty much all the paper elaborated on. he had been waiting outside the dining hall as told for about 10 minutes, and hopefully it wouldn't be much longer. it's ridiculous, even the counselors are late half the time, eun realized.

Eun turned his head to the direction he had heard the voice coming from, and saw the (admittedly overdressed, but who's to say he wasn't guilty of that a lot of the time?) figure standing near the flimsy-looking fence post and mentally cursed his luck. Well, at least she looked like the type that wouldn't have much trouble striking up conversation even with someone as reserved and quiet as him, so maybe it wouldn't be too bad. Didn't look like he'd been noticed yet, though. Might as well make some attempt so that he could at least say he tried to talk to someone.

"Well I mean, technically they could, but I don't think that's such a good idea, really. They said some kid stole the lighters, God knows why." He shook his head. "If such a thing exists, I've got bad luck with fire. I don't know how; and I'm no pyromaniac, but just know that I've been in a burning house twice and caught stuff on fire at stores and had to pay for it several times. Don't even get me started on gas stations and cars. Just saying, be careful with that apparent fascination with fire you've got there. But yeah, a witch hunt and trial does sound pretty cool."

Eun noticed Ino's grin, and was a bit suspicious, but brushed it aside for the moment. "Pff, with my luck, probably." He pulled a face for a second, adding, "Don't try it, though. I mean, weirdly enough? I don't burn easily. But I don't exactly wanna inhale lungfuls of smoke or be running around with my clothes burning off. I also don't exactly want to have a stroke from overheating, or burn down a building, or the forest... Okay, maybe I'm a little more paranoid than necessary, but yeah."

He contemplated for a second. "Yeah, I guess that would be pretty useful," he agreed. "But I feel like it'd cause a whole lot more destruction than it's worth or what I intended. But if I were a supervillain, that's a different story..."

In an swaggering walk that was so full of itself you'd think it'd be hard to miss, a boy with all kinds of glitzy jewelry strolled in. Rings, necklace, bracelet, earrings, even a sparkly hair barrette, this kid was clearly fond of precious ore. "Heyyy, Candle!" he threw his arm around Eun all too casually with a toothy grin. In a facade of just now noticing Ino, he pulled an exaggerated surprised face. "Oh, and your name is...? I'm Crystal, but you probably know that already, I'd assume."

"Nico, quit. I told you not to call me that. I don't even call you by your nickname." Eun shrugged himself out of Crystal's (in Eun's unspoken opinion) annoying hold.

Crystal scoffed. "Whatever, I told you I'd prefer you call me Crys. And I'll call you whatever I want, Candle."

Leaning on a tree coolly (to which Eun wanted to roll his eyes, it wasn't all that unlikely he'd practiced it- in fact, he had awkwardly had to drag Crystal out of the bathroom one day because even though they were public showers (although they did have curtains and walls to separate them, thank God) Eun wanted to take a shower alone that day, and Crystal was staring at himself in the mirror and posing. If Eun's parents didn't teach him not to curse, he'd probably have compared Crystal to a donkey.), Crys continued. "Anyway. Sorry, Candle is so rude. Now, if you'd introduce yourself...?"

The second Eun heard that, he felt like his face was on fire, horrible pun-irony aside. "What? Me- him? THAT? No, no, you've got it wrong, that's ridiculous-"

Crystal looked vaguely taken aback for a moment, and looked over to Eun, raising a brow. And then, came the smirk. That never meant anything good for Eun.

Reaching his arm around Eun's waist and pulling him too close, causing Eun to squirm- Crystal looked even more smug than before, if that was possible. "Eunnie? Oh yeah, I just love him soooo much. Look Candle, aren't we cute?" He even made a show of leaning his face closer to Eun's for a second, but he turned his head aside. "Muah, muah. We're just perfect together."

"Freaking stop!"Eun pushed Crystal away and backed off. He was scowling, with his face still bright red. He still had his arms pulled protectively towards his chest. He realized this and attempted to regain his composure, brushing non-existent dust from his arms.

Crystal just about doubled over in laughter, but he liked bothering Eun enough to want to keep him from completely hating him, otherwise he'd just avoid him or something and that'd be no fun. He wiped a tear from his eye and sat up. "Sorry, Eun. Well, whether he's gay or not, I sure am! I love rainbows and sparkles! I'm as straight as a circle, right, Eunnie?" The way he said this, it was hard to tell if he was being sarcastic or not, but you could tell he didn't care whatever people thought he was. He instinctively reached over for Eun's arm, but stopped himself, not wanting to provoke the irritated and embarrassed boy any further.

Eun winced, but he knew Ino was probably just joking. Probably. Same with Crystal, Eun guessed- but for whatever reason, he really bothered Eun.

Crystal noticed the squinting girl and greeted her nonchalantly. "Blinded by my radiance, huh? Oops, excuse me, that was rather rude." He decided to try to help Ino out. That should even out his misdeeds for the week, right? Trying to stall the "lecture" as Ino had put it, he used some of his pickpocketing skills. He waved a hand around distractingly, motioning in a way that looked almost comical, and trying to motion Ino to do something that might help the situation- think of an excuse, hide, something- not his problem. He spoke quickly and with odd intonations in a way that was confusing and would take a bit to process. But anyway, it looked stupid enough to Eun that he very nearly laughed. "Are you here for the witch trial thing? Who are you? I'm Crystal, but I'd say I'm pretty renowned around here. Did you hear some kids stole the lighters? I wonder who it was! The counselors are searching everyone, I heard! Crazy, huh?"

Eun groaned. He saw that Crys was trying to help, but he figured it probably wouldn't work in a situation like this, and in fact might just anger the newcomer more. He half-hoped Crystal would get punched in the face and half-hoped it would be successful, but Eun kind of doubted it considering she'd already spotted Ino, presumably.

Crystal huffed, undignified. How dare someone ignore him? He wouldn't even let Eun get away with that. That being said, he wasn't sure there was much he could do at the moment. Until next time, Unbearably Tall Girl Who Must Think She's Better Than Me, Crystal thought somewhat bitterly.

He both lit up at and regretted his decision to mention the lighters. Apparently this girl also stole, which was interesting to Crystal. Secondly, he'd tried to help, but that had backfired. Crap. Well, he couldn't be bothered since it's gone and over with. However...

"Hey, if you're gonna repeat something I said, at least answer one of my questions, like what your name might be for instance?" he seethed, clearly offended.

It was at this point that Eun became somewhat worried. His brow furrowed, unsure of what to do. Eventually, he settled on grabbing Crystal's arm and pulling him back a bit, but telling him, "This isn't worth getting offended over, Nico. She's not trying to pick a fight, she's clearly trying to do the opposite and take a step back so she doesn't have to yell at you."

"Candle, what did I tell you about telling me what to do?" he sneered at Eun, pulling his arm out of his grasp, but appearing to somewhat heed his advice and not say anything else; just standing there with his arms crossed and standing a bit taller than usual, whether it was consciously or subconsciously.

Crystal shifted his feet. He didn't expect her to be so... nervous? Because of this, he decided he'd let it go, just this once- she didn't seem like a real threat to his pride, in a similar way that Eun might not- Eun actually might be more of a threat if she always acts like this.

He stayed silent for a moment, blank-faced, until he blinked and adopted a more casual posture, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "Alright, Tell." His face slid back into a smirk- not as cocky as before, but still there. This was pretty much as close to forgiveness as anyone would get from Crystal, really, and it would be this way even if he was the one who made the first offense, most of the time. "Mhm. Yeah, I'm so hungry I could eat a..." he closed his eyes for a moment and grinned before reopening them. "I'm so hungry I could just eat you right now, Eunnie!"

Eun grimaced. "What's that supposed to mean? ... Nevermind, if it's coming from you, I don't wanna know."

Eun shook his head and began walking to the double-doors. He opened one and glanced back to see if the others were following, then entered into the dimly-lit dining hall. Whether it was supposed to be for ambiance to set a spooky tone or it was just really crappy cheap lighting, Eun didn't know, but he was too hungry to care right now. Also, apparently when they were distracted by the arrival of Tell, some yellow-haired - not blonde - kid had gotten there, maybe a few of the counselors and maybe a couple of other kids. They were at the back of the room, so Eun couldn't tell. He made a move to sit down, but before he could pull out his chair, Crystal did.

"For you, Candle."

Eun was really starting to get annoyed with Crystal at this point, but he might as well get used to it; this is what he'd be dealing with for the rest of the month, after all.

(hey, my phone died and my charger's broken, zayne's using the charger i've been using- just thought i'd let you know! check this maybe every 10 min or so i guess since i won't be able to text you? o:)

Crystal overheard and snorted.

"Don't be so surprised. My grandma made a big deal about it when I was little, so I'm not that unrehearsed in being polite, it's just that most of the time I don't have a reason to. And I agree with Ino, how could anyone not like me?"

Eun scoffed.

"Sure, why wouldn't everyone like rude, vain, selfish, personal-space invading, stealing, apathetic Crystal?"

"Don't listen to Eunnie either, he's just jealous because he wishes he could be as popular as me. But anyways, where are you guys from, and why'd you come here of all places? I was sent here for 'something to do over the summer instead of sitting around and getting in trouble', according to my 'parents'. And Candle's parents thought he was too much of a hermit so they sent him somewhere where he'd be forced to actually go out in the sunlight and socialize instead of reading a book all day like a weirdo." He seemed vaguely disgusted by the idea of reading when he didn't have to. "And nonfiction too," he noted.

"Nico! That's not how I explained it at all."

"Whatever, Candle, I made a nice little... summary of it? That's what they call that thing in books, right? Well, either way, it's basically what happened to us."

Eun lightened up a bit. "Cool, maybe you can recommend me some books sometime, I've been running out of books on my list of books to read. And Nico might be kind of right in a way- I've been reading too much nonfiction here lately, and it does get kinda boring."

Crystal was mostly interested in Inola's mention of being a foster kid though- he wasn't about to explain his full situation at the moment, but it was something he could relate to.

"Really? I've got foster parents, too. It especially sucks because it was only about two or three years ago that I saw my parents last, and my foster ones seem to think that I should call them 'mom' and 'dad' and listen to everything they say when I haven't even know them that long, much less when I was a little kid." He frowned, but not for long. As quickly as it came, it was now gone.

He was back to that signature smug face now. "Sure, that tall kid with the offensively yellow hair? That's Lemonade, and you really don't have to ask why, honestly. There's also Lleu back there with the weird white hair- but he's a counselor. As far as they go, he's okay. And if you squint, there's Dragonberry or whatever-her-face is. But anyway, you're pretty safe with Lemon. He's so dense it can be annoying, but he's pretty fun to mess with. Not as much as Candle, though!"

He stood on his toes and began waving to the boy, cupping a hand to his face like a makeshift megaphone.

"Hey, Lemon!"

Lemonade glanced back with a somewhat surprised and slightly dazed look, which turned into a dorky grin as soon as he saw Crystal. He began heading over to him, nearly knocking over and tripping on a chair in the process.

"Hey Crys! Oh, and hey Candle! What's up? Apparently the event's gonna start in five minutes or so! I'm glad too, because I'm hungry." He placed a hand on his stomach, which growled.

"Oh, and who're you guys? Sorry, I haven't been to the girl's side of the camp before." He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, but smiled sunnily nonetheless.

"Oh, cool! Hah, that's kind of funny, if you combine your names it kinda sounds like Intel- Inotell... Intel! Anyway, sorry, Crystal tells me my jokes are silly. Nice to meet you both, though!" Lemonade was still smiling almost as brightly as his hair, but it was apparent he was a bit self-conscious.

"Pff, alright Lemonerd. That's the worst one in a while," Crystal said, then noticing something behind Lemonade. The way it seemed, most of the kids and staff had gotten here at this point, and Mr. N was climbing onto a stage and adjusting his tie. He took a microphone Lleu handed to him.

"Hello one and all!" He said, smiling brightly in a weird way that made him look more sly than he actually was. "I am very pleased to announce the start of this historically accurate, informative and interactive game of 'Who's the Murderer?' and 'Find the Witch' with a proceeding trial! The type of death for the witch or murderer depends on the level of the crime- altogether, we've got..." he looked at a flashcard in his apparently very disorganized pockets, as he almost pulled out a... good question, what was that? "Ah, five possible different deaths! There is... hanging, drowning, stoning, the witch's cradle, and an oddly specific one of which they would place stones onto the victim's chest so they could barely breathe and couldn't get up, and would give them food and drink only at three day intervals until they died." He frowned, in thought. "There was also burning at the stake, but unless someone is able to produce a lighter, I'm not sure it will be possible." He pulled out a paper that presumably had instructions for the game written on it.

"Now, of course they won't be actual people, but effigies of the accused, so no need to worry about that. It is much less accurate though," he grumbled, as if he came to this decision begrudgingly. "Here are your instructions: One. Take a paper from the end of the table closest to Ms. Josephine," he nodded toward Jo, who waved and smiled toward the students. "It should give you your role, like whether you're an innocent, a murderer, a witch, a member of the mafia, etc. as well as explain the other roles. Your role will be underlined with two lines and starred. Two. Read over your role's abilities and circumstances they can be used in or win in on the back of the paper, i.e. 'Medium: Talks to the dead at night. Wins with the town and Survivors.' or 'Consigliere: Spies and collects info for the mafia- becomes mafioso when the previous mafioso and godfather have died. Wins with the Mafia and Survivors.' If you're an amnesiac or a mafia turned mafioso and need instructions for your new role, locate me and I will give them to you." He folded the stapled paper over to the next page.

"Three. Your job is to keep your role hidden to everyone but your team members so that you aren't killed by an opposing team. You are not prohibited from revealing your role to the public, but as a precaution, you should keep it hidden. Revealing of other mafia members by mafia or of serial killers by other serial killers is considered gamethrowing and you will be disqualified and punished unless it was on accident. Fourth, if you die, go to the room to the right, which is normally the staff lounge, but has been reserved as the 'afterlife' room for this event. If you're the medium, as long as you're not jailed, you can go to this room and speak to the dead. Speaking of night, it will be pitch black in the room during the two minute night intervals- this is so that you can't see who visits who. If you're an investigating role, come up to one of the counselors the next day and tell them your role and who you visited the night before, and they will give you your info. If you're a role who can't visit at night, don't move, keep your eyes closed, and cover your ears. Failure to do so may result in disqualification. If you're tapped on the shoulder, go to the 'afterlife' room and stay there unless a retributionist comes to bring you back. If someone touches the back of your hand, you were roleblocked. If someone touches your forearm, you were transported. If someone grabs both of your arms, you were controlled by a witch. If someone grabs your wrist lightly, go to the room to the left, which will be the jail, where you will be interrogated by the jailor. It's pitch black in there, and the jailor will be given a voice modifier so that you can't tell who they are." He flipped to the last page.

"Fifth. Lights of any kind during the night intervals will be confiscated and it's possible that you will be disqualified. During the five minute day intervals, you will be able to vote to send a person to trial. Do this by saying, 'I vote for...' and then the person's name. Once they are sent to the trial stand, which is the stage I am standing on, they will be asked to reveal their role and probably provide the info in their will to back up their claim. Speaking of, you will be given three pieces of paper to write any information you've gathered on, and that will be your will. If you're a killing role, you will be given a piece of paper to write a killing note on, which you will leave at the person you killed's spot. You can leave info like '6 is immune' or '2 is the jester' on these if you wish to remain anonymous but spread vital info. Back to the voting, there will be a voting box and you will write either 'innocent' or 'guilty' on a slip of paper and write your name. For evidence purposes, these votes are not anonymous and your vote will be revealed after the person is either lynched or leaves the trial stand. You may also choose to abstain from voting."

"Phew, that was a lot of talking! I'm pretty sure that's it, any additional info should be on your role papers, and anything else, ask me or the counselors. Have fun, I hope you're all guilty of having a good time!" He chuckled at his own joke and handed the microphone back to Lleu.

"Dinner will be out in five minutes," announced Lleu. "Please find your spots and remember the number on the back of your chair, as this will be your spot you will have to return to for the remainder of the time."

Crystal tapped his fingers on the table boredly. "He usually does," he deadpanned in response to Inola.

But in response to Inola's later question, he replied: "Yeah, there's no way I'm losing either, by foul means or not. So, I"m up for it if you are!" He flashed a toothy grin.

Eun shrugged. "I don't know if I agree with either of you cheating, but sure, I'll help if you're confused with anything."

Lemon was the first to get to the table, and he grabbed one of the pieces of paper spread out there without looking. "I just hope it isn't too hard to understand my role, but all in all it sounds fun- maybe we'll understand better once we actually play?"

Crystal and Eun also picked up a piece of paper, and they all read them with differing results.

"Cool! I get to be a her- I mean, I got a cool role!" Lemon beamed.

Eun glanced at the paper passively. "I guess mine's not too bad."

Crystal took one look at his underlined word and smirked. "Oh boy, this one's gonna be fun. What a great coincidence," he snickered.