✿ OUTFIT | MUSIC | OOC |MOOD ↝ SMILES✿✖ LOCATION ↝ BACKSTAGE ✖ The thick, black lashes of the bluenette grazed the concealed bags under her eyes as she blinked, watching intently on those who occupied the stage. They were to start rehearsing - officially, at least, as Jilius had come in. Yup. Work was definitely about to begin and people began to move. She didn't though. Now, it wasn't because she was some kind of student rebel who always came up with excuses like I'm-only-here-because-I've-got-nothing-better-to-do-this-break - not at all! In fact, when she heard that there was an opening for the production crew as a make up artist, she signed up immediately! She was really excited to start doing more dramatic make up since she really enjoyed doing that anyway - but she mostly kept all the costume faces in her room. This was a great way to show it off! However, being the make up artist, she wasn't much needed right now. Her cosmetic skills would only be called for when they started dress rehearsals and for the actual show but she didn't miss on a chance to be there anyway. She could always help out with anything and she wasn't too shy to warm-body if ever a cast member suddenly couldn't make it. Of course, she always had a make up set in her bag when she entered the theatre - since that was her actual job. Her thin, knit-covered, left arm was crossed under her chest with her left thumb resting over her lower rib. Her right arm was propped atop of her left arm, with her right hand resting on her evident collar bone as her fingers played with the tips of her short, turquoise hair. With music suddenly echoing through the auditorium, Elisa smiles. Looks like rehearsals were going smoothly. "Yo Elisa, need a practice dummy?" The teenager blinked with wide eyes at the sudden call of her name and immediately turned her head to who called her. Nearby, with a friendly expression was a boy she didn't really know - but recognized. Honestly speaking, anyone would recognize the numerously pierced teen. He looked a little intimidating, probably for others, but not for Elisa. She smiled back at him, dropping her arms to her side and walking over to the boy. She walked gracefully, careful not to step on or knock anything on what he worked on. "These are really great." she said politely as she walked over, stopping finally before the boy (whose name escaped her... sadly). He seemed to be playing with his tongue piercing. Oh, wow. She's always wanted one of those. She shifted her weight to her right leg, being more relaxed and casual as they were to converse, then addressed his first question. "Anyway... practice dummy? Heh, you'd have to remove most of your piercings - I hate when I get make up residue stuck on mine." she said as her eyes danced to all the studs that decorated him. They were really cool. Fascinating. She bit on her bottom lip after her last words, tugging at it as the two studs under her own lip were exposed more. Then, she added playfully with a small laugh, as she raised an eyebrow "...besides, would you really trust me to experiment on your face? Do you really want to fall victim to that?"
✌ CLOTHES !≛ MOOD» PRODUCTIVE ≛ TUNES≛ LOCATION » THEATRE ≛OOC ✌ A head of red hair bobbing around the tech booth was all they got of the 23 year old sound technician in the theatre. The boy was sitting on the cold floor, with his legs tangled in some wires while his right hand held a red clipboard and in his left hand was another bundle of wires. A pencil was pressed between his lips, which kept him quiet. His chestnut eyes and furrowed eyebrows alone expressed of how focused he was with the things that occupied him. The hard working young adult had been busy with preparing for the rehearsal since the moment he arrived in the theatre. He was one of the first to get there - which really wasn't a surprise. He often got ready to go there early to get some exercise, which he did today by running through the field then coming home and biking all the way to Fortissimo (which wasn't really much, at least, in his standards). The weather had gotten chillier every day of their winter break. He could stand wearing just a sweater or a thick tee going to school before, but today he had thrown on a black, blazer-like jacket over his grey sweatshirt and made sure he wore jeans and boots. Once he braved the cold and was at the theatre though, he got to work immediately. He unloaded all the wires he needed to install to each of the sound and control boxes, as well as the said boxes, checked if all the speakers were in their right positions - all the usual things a sound tech guy kind of had to do. As more people filed into the auditorium, Tucker would give them a casual wave - if he noticed them come in. He waved at Maria and Trovald upon their entrances, because he would never miss their presence. He was pretty sure no one would miss the lead actors come in with their voices alone though. He also caught Sarah walking towards the backstage much earlier and waved at her too when he oddly looked up from the booth. He was sure other students had already come in but he was oblivious to that. Tucker plugged the last control box into its socket as he twisted around and reached for the wall. With everything successfully installed, he dropped everything he was holding (including the pencil in his mouth) and breathed out a little sigh of relief as he sprawled on the floor. The floor was cold but it was kind of nice at that moment. Quickly, he sat up once again and began to free himself of all the wires wrapped over his legs. He was careful not to yank anything away as he got up to his feet. Ah, there were a lot of students now. A grin crawled on his face as he looked at everyone, before he stretched out his cramping muscles - reaching up at the ceiling, twisting a bit and even jogging in place for a couple seconds. Giving his head a final shake, he put his hands by his hip and looked at the stage - where the two lead actors seemed to be having a fit. Tucker, unable to help himself, let out a little laugh. Those two always seemed to be going at each other. He looked beyond the stage and noticed a bob of turquoise sneak into the backstage. Elisa. He became quite close to her over the years, as she opened up to more people - nothing too close or anything. Just, good school buddies. She was nice to talk to. "YO! SUP KIDDOS" His head snapped to the booming voice of their stage director. Almost in a half-panic sort of way. Tucker did put Julius up in a pedestal a bit for the production, since he often had to report to him about what was going on with the sounds and tech. Quickly, he reached down for his red clipboard and made his way over to the man. "Well unless there are problems or concerns, shall we get practice on the way?" "Julius!" he called as he closed the distance between them. Tucker stopped before his… boss who sat in the front row with a smile on his face. "All the speakers, and control panels and such are ready to go! I've spoken with the school about the microphones, we're still waiting on them. They said we'll have them by next week latest, but once we do have them, we'll be all set for a full tech run."
New looks for Elisa + Tucker (Sharing just cause hooray) Both aged, Elisa changed more drastically along with her change in lifestyle which is why I decided to chop her hair off instead of growing it all Miku Hatsune or something plus for a more matured/different look Spoiler
✿ OUTFIT! | MUSIC | OOC |MOOD ↝ CONTENT✿✖ LOCATION ↝ BATHROOM/THEATRE ✖ Before she made her way to the school's theatre, the young bluenette took a detour to the bathroom nearby. It was empty, judging by how the cubicle doors were swung open and how no one was by the sink. Her white platforms made light clicking noises on the tiles as she walked over to the mirror. Her light colored eyes stared intently at her reflection, examining her appearance. Her eyelids were decorated with a very subtle blending of neutral colors with a hint of rose accompanied with a neat line of black eyeliner. Her long lashes were thick with mascara but it still looked very clean and not messy. Her cheeks were stained with a bit of pink that matched her lips. It was all quite a subtle look really, even if it seemed like a lot. Nothing special at all - just, presentable. A small smile appeared on her lips as she reached down her brown bag to pull out some lip balm. Her day had gone very ordinary so far, which made her happy. She woke up to the early sunrise with the light seeping in through her sheer curtains and the gentle tweeting of birds from outside. Doing her usual morning routine, she freshened up then got a light, healthy breakfast before she went on editing some videos. She then surfed the net and updated her blog, The Internet Princess, before putting together a cute little outfit which she ended up loving very much. So, before she left, she took some self portraits to upload on the internet later on. Since that took up her time, she made her way to the school immediately afterwards. This was all really just the everyday routine for her on a good day - and she really enjoyed it! See, nothing was going wrong yet nothing exciting really happened. Not yet at least. The nineteen year old pressed her lips, which were coated with a layer of strawberry balm, together. Placing the lip balm back into her bag, she took a step back from the mirror as she tucked a strand of her wavy blue hair behind her pierced ears. Her lean fingers grabbed the torn edges of her knitted, cat printed sweater and pulled it down. She twisted a bit, left and right, to look at her outfit again, her lacy white skirt twirling in the process and brushing against her thin white stockings. She smiled, satisfied and ready to face her peers. With long, graceful strides of her thin limbs, she was out of the bathroom and in the auditorium in no time. At the door was a young girl who peered into the theatre. She stopped before entering, greeting the girl, "Good morning." she said with a smile, but she knew she had to go inside before she would be late so with a polite "Excuse me" she reached for the other door - before she walked through it she looked back at the dark haired girl, "Are you part of the production? Sorry I'm not too good with names or faces... You should come in quick, if you are though. If not, don't worry I'm sure you can come in and take a look." with another smile, she then made her way into the theatre carefully closing the large door behind her. Then, she made her way towards the stage where she could see people already getting to work. She stopped and looked at the two, clearly fired up, lead actors on stage. Her blue eyes shifted from one to the other as Trovald mused in his lines and Maria kind of snapped back at him. She bit her lip nervously and crossed the rows of chairs, trying not to meet their eye - when some red headed boy did the exact opposite, interrupting the two. A small sigh escaped her, pitying the poor red head, as she continued to cross the rows of chairs. The leads of the play were leads for a reason - because they can handle it, and they could handle it themselves. They'd get kind of divalicious at times but no one else but Maria nor Trovald would have ever been able to carry The Girl In Watercolors. Plus, Elisa didn't really know them very well - not well enough to judge, but she was sure they seemed alright as individuals - just when they'd butt heads was kind of iffy. The lean girl took small steps up the stage and creeped into the backstage where she dropped her bag, filled with her make up supplies as the production's make up artist and leaned onto a wall. She looked around to see her working school mates, but waved to those who caught her eye.
Elisa for Make Up Artist ! Still deciding what Tucker should get because I don't exactly know what he would be comfortable with u A u Will try and have a response by tomorrow! Edit: Tucker for Sound Tech Guy
hehe, well, the deed is done. Sorry for the trouble!
oh sorry, I must have read that wrong. I'll change that immediately!! I'm very sorry ; A ;
+ OMG BOTH TWO CUTE DIES Mish+Fork: omg you guys are like my OTP alongside Bushy and Mid and like screaaaaaaaams you guys are just the most beautiful couple ever like wow jealous you two are just perf ugh SUCH BEAUTY MAKES ME HEART GO CRY Razzy + Amethyst: omg looks like you two both had fun! And you both looks so adorable together awwww and of course, GS, looking as fly as ever yisss you go bro *thumbs up*
I am so interested in taking part heheheh it's kind of a dream of mine to join SHOT JK ACTUALLY NO NOT JK My classes resume June 17th but I'll gladly make time to join in on a podcast, I'm from the land far ways away with the timezone UTC+8 BUT I WILL MAKE TIME FOR IT I like various things so hopefully I would be able to contribute to a podcast with whatever topic, just ask and stuff. I've recorded before and the quality is pretty decent, but I've been trying to get my hands on an actual headset so that should grant me better quality. Yes. I've also edited audio - at least mixing for like KHV Idol and stuff - just simple things. So yeah screams hope I can help out in one way or another.
*jumps into Sabby's pocket* I am pocket Dinny I will be here while everyone fights over you and be in your pocket forever
Candice looked up at the ginormous robot as the rest of her team was off to a start after a hasty introduction - where she mostly giggled and smiled at them all. She was incredibly happy and thankful that they had welcomed her so easily because she actually wasn't much of the type to do that. Maybe she should be... she was kind of a brat - annoying, but mostly excited about everything. Her energy was always high, but if it wasn't, then it really wasn't. Luckily now, it was! However, being new to all this fighting and teamwork, she didn't exactly know how to go about. She stood there and watched for a moment, before her eyes widened at the call from one of her team mates. She immediately looked over for the voice, it was that guy. The R on his get up! Runner! It was Runner! That was her cue! Her expression changed into a happy smirk as she jumped up into the air, her body transforming into her purple haze. The smoke traveled upward, meeting at eye-level with the tanker, but before she could advance towards it, a wormhole appeared by the robot. What? When did that get over there? In complete confusion, she reverted half of her body back to normal, keeping her limbs from the hips down from under her hoodie in the purple haze to keep her up in the air. She blinked as she watched a young boy in a flaming hoodie and a mask appear then quite literally jumped into the air with a little flip and hit the robot with his feet and the robot stumbled. She gasped out - how was that even possible? Who was this guy? He wasn't from earlier. That guy was that strong? Was he part of the team? More importantly... he just stole her opportunity to get in on the action!! That wasn't fair! The older teenager huffed and pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. That was her shot and he came out of nowhere and got it! Whoever this kid was, she wasn't about to go friendly on him. Suddenly, the robot began to get up. Oh? Heh, looks like that kid wasn't so amazing after all. A smirk clearly reappeared on her face, as her bright blue eyes were filled with delight. Now, this was her time. Yup. With a blink of an eye, her entire body turned into the purple smoke and she zoomed forward. Only a blurr of purple made her out from the sky. Another perk for having smoke powers were that when she was in that state, things would literally phase through her. So when sudden bright golden lights erupted somewhere behind her, she easily dodged it. Still in her smoke form, she looked back to see the lights came from Apostle, who was now in the ground. Yipes! He didn't look so good, but when she turned to look at the tanker ahead it looked like the wires were snapping. That was his intention all along, good thing it worked! She smiled. This just granted her more of an opportunity, as the robot was busy worrying with that she could easily rush in and surprise attack! Quickly, she zoomed forwards as the last bits from Apostle's magic sped through the air. She immediately reappears in front of the tanker's... face (Well, face if that's what she was going to call it), with again, only half of her body reverted to keep her up in the air. She grins at it, waving excitedly. "Hi there! I'm new! So here's my little, um, let's call it a welcoming surprise." she said with a small giggle at the end and a cute smile. She completely transformed into smoke again, quickly moving towards the gun that pointed to her teammates. In a second, she reverted to herself again, now using some smoke surrounding herself to keep her in the air. She reappeared with her huge orange hammer in her hand and swung at it with all of her might. 'Heh, told you it packs a punch!' she thought cheekily as the gun, probably with the help of the earlier blast from the kid before, was now immobilized. The tanker even took a step back from her hit (just a step though). She grinned at her victory, turning her back at the robot and to her team, pumping her fist into the air with a loud cheer. "Aha! I did it! Wowie! I did something! Oh my, what a rush!" she giggled happily, becoming oblivious to everything else.
The bunny eared girl shut her eyes tightly as she ran. She could feel her body morphing again as she ran, pumped up by the fear that swelled up in her insides. She was so scared. The gun shots were making her ears ring. She just wanted it to stop. She was tired and more so, confused. What was happening? Why were they being chased down? Why did their teachers betray them and what was the black stone she had in possession earlier? The sudden pull on her arm brought her out of her thoughts. Her eyes opened wide. Kendric had grabbed her arm and started hauling her away. Man, he was fast! She tried to keep up but she could barely stay on her feet! She stumbled every once in a while. His speed was far greater than hers, and her body felt that: She began to adapt quickly by shapeshifting. Her legs suddenly began to keep a steady pace with Kendric, trotting with little hooves sounds. They had transformed into deer-like legs from her calf down. They were covered with beige coloured fur, decorated with white spots and tough hooves at the bottom that broke through her shoes. She felt fur prickle at the sides of her face as well, only slightly, as white dots freckled across her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Her ruby eyes changed into hazel ones with wide, alerted pupils. She felt Kendric slow down after a while, with the following words come out of his mouth: "Are any of you hurt? We'll make it out of this!" Celeste looked back at the others, who came running along closer to them. They all seemed alright - which was great. As she continued to run alongside her friend, she looked up at him with a worried expression as she said in between pants, "Wh-when are we... stopping?! What's going on?"
✿ OUTFIT | MUSIC | OOC ✿❤ MOOD ↝ TERRIFIED ❤✖ LOCATION ↝ OUTSIDE MCDONALD'S✖ Elisa felt like she was frozen from the inside, as she stared blankly at the crime scene in front of her. All the blood. This wasn't the fake blood she'd adore on the photos she'd look at constantly. These weren't mere nose bleeds or bruised knees. This was death - and it was real. She felt herself shiver all over and even jumped slightly when Richie had retrieved her, pulling her along and away from the place. As she followed him, she couldn't take her eyes off of the group. Her eyes kept dancing from one dead body to the next and back. She just couldn't stop looking. Her eyes were still wide in horror but other than that her lips stayed shut, her breathing stayed constant. If it weren't for her eyes and shaking, weak body then people would probably think she didn't care less or was fascinated even. But she was scared. She was so, so scared. Once she followed her friend out of the food joint, with her eyes still glued on the pile of dead bodies and her mouth remaining shut without uttering a word. They were dead. They were really dead. She couldn't quite grasp it - the reality of that they were gone. Perhaps that was why she couldn't find herself to look away. She blinked twice, then her lips separated slightly and she finally averted her eyes for a moment but she looked back again. Finally, with a lick of her upper lip, she turned her back on the food joint but she stayed silent, as she crouched down to hug her knees. The cold was biting at her skin, more so a sinking feeling settled inside of her. She wanted to go home. She wanted to get out. She just wanted to get in one of the police cars and have them drive her home. The sound of weeping caught her attention. It was her friend Richie. She looked up at him, watching him and not really doing anything. She couldn't. She was scared. She was terrified - horrified. People were dying all around her. She didn't have internet access for comfort. She lost most of her things. Disasters occurred almost in sequence. She was miles away from home. The police were coming and she was going to go with them but she was scared. There. The scrawny teenager bit deeply into her lower lip. It had sunk in. The reality had finally sunk in. So she just crouched there and waited but she looked down at the ground ahead of her, before she rested her forehead down on her knees and began sobbing as well. This was a total nightmare.[DOUBLEPOST=1368919858][/DOUBLEPOST] ✌ CLOTHES≛ MOOD» CALM ≛ TUNES≛ LOCATION » OUTSIDE MACCAS ≛OOC: SURF'S UP! SEE YOU! ✌ As he led his litte trooper out of the horrid food joint, he kept his arm around her in the cold air of the night outside. He stationed her next to Quentin, giving her shoulder a tight squeeze and a small smile before leaving her. He then approached the oldest counselor, Julius, who was surrounded by quite a number of people. He looked at him for a moment, battling between the decisions he was indecisive about in his head. "I'm going to stay and wait for the police." he told him as he scratched the back of his head. He understood if the others wanted to just get out of there immediately and he wanted to be with them but he couldn't run away from the police. He was done with that. When he was younger, if he wasn't so afraid of his father who threatened to kill him if he didn't submit, then maybe he wouldn't have been under his abuse for those six years. The police helped him so much. They put his father behind bars and away from him and got him and his mother back into shape. The deaths they were tied to kind of hung at the back of his mind, but he couldn't betray his trust for the police. This, in his mind, was the right thing to do. So he looked back at the people near him, Julius and Bryan who held Noelle and Maria and everyone else. They were all scared. So so terrified - and he was too, but he tried his hardest not to show it. His signature smile has disappeared, but other than that he was in a calm state. He glanced at the road, as the muffled police sirens seemed to approach. He still didn't see any red or blue flashing lights though. He turned back to Julius, "If there are some who want to stay too then I'll be here to take care of them, don't worry I won't slip up. But if you're planning to go - I suggest you guys get going." with that, he gave a small, forced smile to Julius and a pat on the back for Bryan. Then with a nod, he turned away from the group and waited by the front of McDonald's, by Elisa, who was sobbing. He sat next to her, putting an arm around her shoulders. The teenaged girl, leaned into his shoulder and continued crying, muttering that she wanted to just go with the police, get over with it and go home. He leaned his jaw at the top of her head, before he replied in hush tones, "Me too." She sobbed some more as he held her close. He glanced back inside, taking a quick look at the pile of dead bodies, before he looked away and back on the road. He really hoped that things would begin to go their way for once.
✌ CLOTHES≛ MOOD» DETERMINED ≛ TUNES≛ LOCATION » MACCAS ≛OOC ✌ A girl's ear piercing scream cut them off from any further conversation. The worn-out twenty one year old immediately got to his feet, alerted by the shriek. His gaze quickly fell on Elisa first, who stood there motionless with her back turned to them, but his eyes quickly passed her and caught the scene. There stood five students, well four, as one of them was hunched over the table. He was a big guy, Tucker could already tell by that alone that it was the Sean guy. Anyone's typical jock, real tough and all but there he slumped on the stable not moving. A short while after only three students were left standing. Another had fallen. Tucker completely tensed when he realized who it was. Stratana. One of his troopers. Immediately, he felt like a phantom had punched him in the stomach and filled his insides with everything horrible. That was one of his troopers. He was supposed to be the Super Trooper. Not just any super trooper - their Super Trooper. Her Super Trooper. His insides felt like they wanted to explode and scatter all over the floor. It wasn't even nausea, just utter horridness. His body twitched as he stared at the curvy girl he knew who lay on the ground motionless. He wanted to go over to her and cradle her in his arms and bring her back to life somehow - but his feet felt like they were nailed to the floor. He stood there and watched in horror, with the awful thought hammering around his mind, 'YOU DIDN'T SAVE HER.' Two students were left standing. Another kid fell. Blood was all over the place. His eyes stayed wide with horror, boy, he hoped that the number left standing didn't drop to one. His hands that stationed by his side were shaking. His mouth gaped open. He heard a noise come from Bryan next to him and he quickly looked at the younger counselor. He was clearly in a much worse state than he was. He looked like he was going to have an attack of some sort. Tucker wanted to tell him everything was going to be okay but he knew he'd be lying because things were definitely not okay. Plus, everything was happening so fast. Bryan was sitting then he was standing then he sat again. Then Erik dragged the two girls who still stood - and still lived - away from the nightmare. Then Noelle, Bryan's sister, yelled for him and he immediately went to her. Elisa still wasn't moving. Richie seemed really shaken by it too and had not moved either. Muffled cop and ambulance sirens seemed to be getting closer. He noticed the other students a distance away, Sophie, and his two troopers Pierce and Quentin. Then, Sophie left, with a rather ignorant expression. Pierce was under the table. From outside, he heard Julius screaming his head off. Snap. Snap. Snap. All of that just happened like that. There were so many ways to go now for him. Cower away and run. Get the kids out. Vomit some more. Examine the scene. Help Erik. Help Julius. Help Bryan. What was he going to do? "Everyone is dragged into this." The cherry haired male gulped, balling his hands into fists. Erik was right. This wasn't good for anyone - and they were all part of this. Police would be here soon and he hoped they wouldn't make the connection to the dead truck driver Dave if they had spotted him on the way. There would be the police interrogations and all those routines. Things would get pretty crazy. Heck, what if the police arrested them. Then again, what if they'd help? No. He was thinking too far ahead. Right now, he had to think of what was happening - the police was still pretty far away. He glanced at who was left in the food joint. Okay. 'It would be best to get them out.' he thought. 'The kids shouldn't be exposed to something so horrid.' He placed a gentle hand on Richie's shoulder, looking down at him he tell him rather sternly, "Take Elisa and wait outside. You don't need to see anymore of this." he didn't wait for the young blonde to start moving. "ALL OF YOU MAGGOTS, SHUT UP!" Tucker's head snapped to the boy screaming his head off. It was some red head, Adrian was his name.... perhaps, but he didn't really care. After his first line, he literally let everything he said come in one ear and out the next. This boy was being incredibly inconsiderate and selfish and people were scared. This was definitely not the time for this. He felt his teeth grind together in annoyance, and took a step forward towards the jerk, prepared to scream at him and drag him out of the fast food place, but his eyes fell on Quentin and Pierce. What would happen if he did slap the self-centered kid? What would happen if he just went to his two troopers? Who needed him more. He really wanted to give the Adrian kid a piece of his mind and shut the one who was being the real maggot up, but he knew that wasn't his place. With an annoyed grunt he ignored the boy - but made a mental note to speak with him later. He moved on his decision, approaching his two troopers who were left in their booths. He was their Super Trooper. He still was. There was no way he was going to not be one ever again. He sent a gentle gaze to Quentin, pressing his lips together as he inhaled. He tilted his head towards the door, "You should wait outside with the others. Ignore the other red head." he told him. He realized in that moment that he didn't actually spend that much time with this boy - but he remembered him for being excited about the scavenger hunt with a smile on his face. He blinked, staring at the boy trooper once more before he squatted down to help Pierce. His eyebrows furrowed together and lips turned, wearing a very sad expression. His little girl trooper was always this frail, delicate and timid character. He couldn't even imagine what she must have been going through right now - but looking at her sure made his chest hurt even more. She was covering her ears and her eyes were shut so so tightly. She was shaking. The super trooper scooted closer to the trooper, crouching more so he didn't hit his head under the table. He stretched his arms out to her, gently placing his larger hands over hers. He stayed close to her, keeping his face quite near hers so that she could hear his comforting shhhh's. His thumbs rubbed over her index fingers' knuckles as he whispered to her, "It's okay, Pierce. It's okay. You're not alone. You're never alone. It's okay." He whispered this to her over and over before he felt comfortable enough to think that she felt less scared and pulled away from her as he looked into her eyes and spoke, "Come on, let's go outside and away from here. It's okay, you don't have to look over there. You can keep your eyes closed the entire time. Don't worry, I'll go with you." He forced a smile to creep on his lips, just to make let her know that he wasn't lying. After the girl obliged, he helped her out from under the table. He kept her in a comforting half embrace as he lead her out of the fast food place and away from the crime scene.
gone surfing ☀
✿ OUTFIT | MUSIC | OOC ✿❤ MOOD ↝ TERRIFIED ❤✖ LOCATION ↝ MCDONALD'S✖ Before she could have an actual conversation with the electric blue haired girl, more of her friends came over. At least, that's what she thought - they looked like they all knew each other and were just a big group of friends. She frowned a bit, then realized how awkward she must have been just popping in with their group. She took a sip from her water as her eyes stayed glued on the group. Her eyes focused on Lexi, the girl who had approached her, and let her fingers gently touch her arm as she excused herself from the group. With that, she got up on her feet and walked away from the group. Suddenly, she spots a table at a distance and familiar Blonde hair caught her attention. A smile formed on her lips - it was Richie! Joining him was the cherry hair coloured Tucker and the brunette, Bryan. She felt her smile go the slightest bit wider, which was kind of silly - but it made her feel nice inside. Before she could take another step though, a loud scream rang through the entire fast food joint. It came from behind her. Snapping her head at that direction, she realizes that it came from the table she was just at. A large, muscular boy's body was slumped over the table with some younger girl pounding at his shoulder and screaming. The bluenette was in so much shock she couldn't even register what she was saying. Then, a busty girl - who she remembered as the one from the bus to the ferry - and her cabin mate, Sebastian, sprang to their feet - screaming as well, but again, she couldn't register what she was saying. Though, she pretty much got a good idea of what was happening. "Oh... my GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHD!" It came from the bustier girl, as blood covered her palm. Elisa lost her grip on the glass of water she was holding and it dropped to the floor, splashing water all over her boots and up her ankles. Then everything went really quickly from there. The busty girl dropped. Then Sebastian dropped and when he did, her heart did skip a beat and her breathing stopped. She knew that guy. Well, she knew the others too - but she actually knew this guy. She shared a cabin with him for a day. He seemed really nice - and now, he's dead. Gone. She could feel tears stinging in her eyes. They were all campers and now they were all dead. Just dropping there, swimming in their own blood. She stood there, unable to move. She found herself gaping at them in horror. A counselor came over and dragged the two girls who were luckily still alive away and someone mentioned the police coming - but she still couldn't do anything. She felt like someone was out there to get them. She really did - and she was completely terrified. Why was everyone just dying? Was she going to die too?
✌ CLOTHES≛ MOOD» SICK ≛ TUNES≛ LOCATION » BATHROOM/MACCAS ≛OOC ✌ ❝I just... my side... ❞ Her voice was so soft yet sounded so broken. It made him frown. He didn't really know what she meant about her side, and as he looked down at her body, he didn't really know what to do either. He noticed the pills on the ground out of the corner of his eye, were these what she meant? What kind of pills were these? Were they to help her? His eyes immediately looked back to hers, snapping back to reality almost, when he heard her voice utter his name, ❝T-Tucker-- ❞ ❝WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! DAMN PERVERTED DRUNKEN MAN! OH GOD, OOOOOOOOOOOOH GOOOOOOOOOOD, WHO KNOWS WHAT HE DID WITH THAT THING! MY HANDS....MY HANDS ARE TARNISHED!❞ Then Maria pulled away from him, but he was too distracted by what Julius was screaming about for that moment. What was going on? What did he find? Kind of like an answer from the universe, the words erupting from Julius' previous freak out rang back into his head: 'perverted drunken man' and 'my hands are tarnished'. He swallowed hard, feeling his body tense up again. He looked onto the ground for that moment, still kind of embracing Maria beside him but clearly not paying much attention to her anymore. He suddenly got brought back to his nightmares. Perverted drunken man was way too direct for a blast in the past for his comfort, as well as tarnished/stained bodies due to… some… things. He felt himself shiver. If that was the kind of man David was, he kind of felt a little glad he was dead. Before he could work on that thought more, he heard Maria utter a ❝Never mind,❞ and then pull away from him completely as she got to her feet and made her way to the truck. He was kind of just surprised and watched her go as he slowly got to his own feet. His hand then balled into a fist, he felt his nails dig into the palm of his hand as he breathed heavily, not really focusing on what was going on now. He stood by the end of the truck, making sure everyone was making their way in, but his attention was clearly elsewhere. The thought rung in his head. 'I'm glad he's dead.' Watching the last student go inside, he hopped in as well, then the truck began to move. He coughed into his shoulder, feeling more like he wanted to vomit as the thought rung back into his head. 'I'm glad he's dead. They deserve to die.' He couldn't believe he was thinking that - without a hint of guilt, even. He pulled his knees closer to him and rested his head on them, shutting his eyes. He wanted to vomit. He wanted to vomit because he still wasn't feeling well but mostly because he was so disgusted by himself. Who was he to say someone deserved to die? What was he thinking? If people deserved to die just for being sick, perverted, manipulating creeps - then his father would be dead. He actually let that thought enter his mind again. He hasn't thought directly about his father in a while. It took too much out of him. Benjamin Knowles. His face was known to many, his name and title even more. It gave most Knowles a bad name, but with Ben being bald (shaved his head in prison), grungy looking and completely evil - no one ever made the connection to Tucker, but that man, the famous child molester and pornographer was his father - and he was his father's favorite star. He gripped himself more tightly, his nails digging into his skin now, shutting his eyes even more tightly. That's why he never liked his past. That's why his body was decorated with scars. He never told anyone - but he had this sick feeling that people would find out anyway. He hated it - the connection. He didn't want anyone to ever know. He could feel tears at the corner of his eyes, and boy, did he really want to vomit. The truck came to a stop, the young man quickly got out, but stood by the truck blankly again as the students got out. He hovered a hand over his mouth, he really felt sick. He hung his head down, shutting his eyes again. As Elisa passed by him, being the last to get off and went her way to the McDonalds. Watching her go, he swallowed nervously - or, at least tried. Nope. He couldn't do it. His eyes darted to the bathroom nearby and he quickly made his way over there. At the door, he quickly passed Bryan - who didn't look so well wither but he didn't exactly want to try and comfort him but end up vomiting on him. He dogged the younger male and made his way into a cubicle, not even bothering to close the door as he dropped to his knees in front of the toilet and puke into it. His throat was buying and tears rolled down his cheeks. He didn't vomit much, more of just acids, probably because he hasn't exactly eaten much - other than breakfast from the inn before. Lots of images fell into his head. It was horrible. ✌ ----------------------- ✌ Opening his eyes as he looked forward at his tired reflection in the bathroom mirror after splashing his face with cold water, he breathed heavily. He freshened up from his episode in the cubicle behind him. He spent some time there, just sobbing and half-puking. It was disgusting. He felt disgusting, but he knew he just had to have that time to just let it all out. His eyes and throat stung the same way and his chest felt really heavy - but he was done. He felt better now. After that time of being alone, he finally put the thoughts at the back of his head. He blinked. He had to go back to the group and face them again, and make sure everyone was alright. He shook his head in a frustrated manner then looked up at himself again. Blinking, he then shot a really wide grin at the mirror. It was obviously forced, so he let out a sigh and just left the bathroom. He looked towards where most of the kids were which was the fast food place. Quickly, not wanting to face the cold in his tank top and shorts, he entered the store. His eyes immediately fell on Bryan, who was joined by Richie. Finding himself a little hesitant in joining them as he saw the blonde boy, but as he looked at Bryan, who he encountered exiting the bathroom before he… yeah. He wondered if he heard the horrible puking noises he made on his way out, and swallowed nervously - but he went over to the table, grabbing a chair and sitting down. He sent them both a forced smile, hoping they'd buy it, "Hey you two. How are you guys doing?"
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✿ OUTFIT | MUSIC | OOC ✿❤ MOOD ↝ WEAK ❤✖ LOCATION ↝ MCDONALD'S✖ Elisa had been with Richie the entire time before they piled into the truck. She felt incredibly weak and shaky. Her coughing, luckily, has subsided slightly. She didn't find herself coughing violently anymore, but when she did cough her chest still ached. When the group began making their way again, the teenager took a corner and hugged her military green bag close to her. The night was so cold. She could feel herself shaking as she gripped her bare arms with her bony fingers. Most of her interests focused around gothic things, skulls and death - but she wasn't feeling for any of it right now. She just wanted to go home and snuggle into her bed. Why was all this misfortune happening to them now? She went into this camp for a nice, good time and what she's got out of it was the complete opposite. She lost most of her belongings too, excluding less than a handful of sleeping and appetite pills, some rings and earrings, her cupid's brew and one set of clothes. Oh! As the truck fell to a stop, she opened her bag and dug into it. She could hear one of the counselor's voices in the distance… Bryan was it? All she could make out of what he was saying was that they were stopping for food and water. She let out a sarcastic scoff at the thought while her fingers passed over those appetite pills of hers. She pulled out the extra shirt in her bag and put it over her head. It was a pastel purple shirt, rather big on her - it shaped around her thin shoulders and just draped down from there. She pulled out her blue locks that got caught under it, before fanning out her flowy shirt over her skinny frame. The studs from her bustier top under the shirt she put on kind of stood out of her chest, and the top didn't actually give her much warmth but she honestly did feel the tiniest bit better. She zipped her bag closed before she weakly got herself out of the truck. She coughed into her fist as she looked around. Richie must have gone ahead since she didn't see him anywhere. She frowned. She didn't want to be alone at all right now. The cold was really getting to her. She could feel her teeth chattering and felt like her bones were shaking inside her body. She gripped her arms again, more tightly and pressed closely on her body as she attempted to get herself warm. Her blue eyes fell on the fast food place some of the other kids were going to. She really wasn't in the mood, but it must have been so much warmer in there. With a disappointed sigh, she began to walk forward towards it. asking was even a pain. Every step was like 'oh no cold' but it was also 'don't faint'. Without eating almost the entire day, which was a victory in her mind but really she just didn't feel like eating in a situation like this, she was really low on energy. As she walked, she realized how light headed she was feeling right now. Her vision began to blur as her teeth chattered and she took more steps towards the place. Finally reaching it after it felt like forever, she opened the doors. The awful smell of fried food and numerous calories stung up her nose. That would have done her completely and made her faint. It was such a bad odor, but she didn't. She spotted the drink station quickly and helped herself with a glass of water. She always smiled about the fact that water was sully free in places like this, but she couldn't find herself to smile right now. With a full glass of water, she sat down in a seat on a lone table. She still hadn't spotted Richie, and frowned. Reaching back down into her bag, she pulls out the little zip lock of her appetite/anti-fainting pills and took one into her mouth, swallowing it with the help of the water. She quickly devoured half of her water in one drink, but placed it down on the table. She didn't want to drink it too quickly, because that would mean having to get up and refill it. She was too sluggish for that. "H-Hi..." Elisa didn't notice the other two girls that came by, the electric blue haired one smiled at her with that friendly greeting. She gave her a tired smile back and was able to mumble a "hello" to her. She remembered seeing the girl in camp - her blue hair kind of stuck out like a sore thumb. She gripped the cold glass between thin fingers, gripping it tightly. She still felt really weak, but the pill she just took did clear her head a bit.
✌ CLOTHES≛ MOOD» HELP THE KIDS ≛ TUNES≛ LOCATION » OUTSIDE LIGHTBROOKE ≛ OOC ✌ The young male coughed into his shirt once more. His throat really felt scratchy and his chest burned. Everyone around him looked just about the same, all messed up and sick. He felt someone bump into his right side and when he looked down, he froze again for a moment - his insides filling with worry. A beautiful young girl has knocked into him, she held her head with one hand and she seemed really off. She looked terrible. Pills were spilled in front of her. She was sweating a lot despite the cold and she just looked like she was about to... break. That's when she looked up at him, blinking her bright yet almost lifeless blue eyes at him. Her expression confirmed how unwell she must have been feeling. Tucker immediately kneeled down and gently put an arm around her shoulder, pulling her close into him. Her platinum hair brushing at his jaw. He felt her dampened skin on his bare arm and her uneven breathing on his colar bones. She was cold. She was so cold. He could almost feel her shivering and shaking. She really wasn't well. He didn't really know what to do, other than hold her close, hoping that she would feel better - not alone and warmer. He placed his other hand on her arm comfortingly. He looked down at her, and spoke in gentle and whispered tones, "Everything's going to be alright, don't worry. Tell me, what can I do f-" A loud slam coming from the truck after Bryan's soft voice completely took Tucker by surprise. He looked at the direction of the din immediately. His chestnut eyes looked up at Erik, who seemed very angry. He frowned as he watched him yell at Bryan. It reminded him how he snapped at Bryan as well in the candy store earlier. More guilt fell on him. "We leave. We all climb back in the truck and drive down the road we probably should have taken in the first place and leave. Now! Before anything else can happen." Erik left the group by reentering the truck, on its driver's side, slamming the door after him. He must have been really angry with everything. Tucker was kind of surprised how he wasn't overreacting again, in this time of danger, he kind of felt really null actually. All he thought of was what was happening now and nothing else, which put him in a better place. He wanted to go over to Erik and comfort him, possibly try to calm him down - but it probably wouldn't work and Tucker still had Maria by his side who looked more needing of his attention. He continued to hold her close. He wanted to speak up, shed some sunshine on this horrid event but then Julius spoke in a calm and ever so leader-like way. "Alright then calm down and lets think a bit, first things first...now that we are out of the town make sure to breath in the clean air. If something feels wrong do not hesitate in the slightest to tell anyone. Next we've got to check the truck for anything of use. Maps, foods, tools or anything of use. Lets make sure to check every single place in the truck ....and finally we have to deal with these two...sad to say...they are not the most stable in our group and we need to be weary of them..."Anything else anybody needs to add?" He nodded, wanting to help out already but as he looked down at Maria once again, then at the two unconscious bodies, he kind of got a feel of what he should do while others did the whole scavenger hunt. He had to tend to those who were in need. He looked up at Julius, Luckily, the Adrian boy stirred and seemed quite alright - just completely lost, but other than that, looking quite alright. He pulled Maria away form him slightly, so he could look at her frail, tired face as he spoke to her. "Hey, tell me what's wrong. Tell me how I can help you." He spoke calmly, with genuine concern. He really needed to help her. He looked into her blue eyes, waiting for her response, worried about what she might have to say. Worried he might not be able to help. He tried his hardest not to react to what he heard next, but he couldn't help noticing how his heart skipped a beat when he heard Sophie, who was nearby, say in a rather matter-of-fact way "Alexandra did the idiotic thing and killed him, rather than knocking him out like I suggested before we got into the truck."
