LOCATIONS

[farrowday]

(placeholder-- will have toplevels for common locations, players welcome to add their own for private spots like dorms)

Comments

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Shit. You are aggressive. [And it's not helping her case at all. He quite enjoys it.] Is murder always your first option, or am I just that special?

[paraesthesia]

You'll fucking wish it was murder.

[Creepy much. Granted there would be no actual skulls cracking, just the very pointed sensation of one. Hence the tears, drool and snot, and the absence of blood and brains.]

Don't you have anything else to set on fire, Adele?

[ex_outofcontrol435]

So torture. [His eyebrows shoot up.] Should've figured a girl wouldn't want it without some foreplay.

[He can't help himself. He put on the little show because she caught his eye, and now she's just endlessly fascinating.]

I could. While we're trading compliments, I bet your hair'd go up like a bale of hay. But now I'm curious: why all the threats? You know they just make you look threatened, right.

[paraesthesia]

Oh my God.

[Crank it up a notch and you might sound like you've been jacking off behind that tree, stalker.]

Why all the flowers? They make you look desperate. Or just ten years old.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Target practice. They're deadly on my allergies.

[No allergies, of course.]

This is a fun game. My turn: answering a question with a question makes you look like you're hiding the real answer. Or like mine was right.

[paraesthesia]

Or like you wouldn't give a flying fuck either way.

[how's that.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Wouldn't I? That's the most interesting reaction I've gotten to anything I've done in a long time. You're a bitch, but you're sure as hell not boring.

[And somehow, bitch doesn't even sound like the insult it probably should.]

[paraesthesia]

Says the dickhead setting the garden on fire. That serial rapist vampire kid planted those, you know. He's gonna have your ass for that. And I mean literally.

[Did you call her interesting tho]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Serial rapist vampire?! [Oh god, he's laughing forever. He can't begin to imagine who that could possibly be, and doesn't care in the slightest.] Okay, new game, just describe everyone you've met here so far. Not even for me to guess, just because that's fucking hilarious.

[paraesthesia]

[She's not quite glaring at him. Just wondering what he's smoking.]

Five bucks.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[And his laughter dries up.]

For...?

[paraesthesia]

Each description.

[looks so serious right now.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

So you charge for your company?

[HE'S JUST SAYING.]

[paraesthesia]

No, but if you're gonna pretend to be my fucking boss you might as well pay for it.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Oh. You wanna be asked.

[Mockery is dripping from his tone.]

What a way to treat an obvious lady. Alright, please, will you do me the pleasure of sharing your opinions on the rest of the school?

[paraesthesia]

[And her face creaks into a smile. It really shouldn't suit her, seeing as she's a piece of shit 105% of the time, but Jewell really does have a pretty smile.]

Since you asked me so nicely.

Pick someone.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[She does, actually. It takes him by surprise. When he smiles back, it's lacking in some of the sharp edges of his earlier ones.]

Obvious first choice. The Professor.

[paraesthesia]

Queen's pompous sack of shit on wheels.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[And he launches into another gale of laughter. Beautiful.]

That's cheating. Pretty sure that's his actual title.

[paraesthesia]

Yeah, well, guess who he took it from.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Alright, Harry Osborn.

[He takes a seat on the bench beside her, then glances over with a little grin.]

Please. And thank you.

[paraesthesia]

[Harry Osborn. He's still new, so that's a challenge.]

Five-hundred dollar bowl-cut crackwhore.

[Or not.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Damn, that one's harsh. [He's still grinning, though.] He's actually a good time, don't write him off too fast. But I think five hundred bucks is lowballing it on the hair.

[paraesthesia]

If you can't take the heat, don't start the fucking fire.

[she's smiling. Not at him, just at her own sense of satisfaction. She writes everyone off.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

I don't even feel heat. If I did, it wouldn't be offense on anyone else's behalf, trust me.

[Which is why he's not asking about Ryan. He can get a bit strange and protective about Ryan, and he's not even willing to admit that to himself, never mind show it to anyone else.]

So if Harry's not the vampire - you mean Petre?