Blue Royalty: New Blood

Caticorn · 6 April 2023 05:33

Clara rolled her eyes as she listened to Adonis continue talking. It sounded like he was complaining and bragging simultaneously, which really got under Clara’s skin. “Adonis, I’m sure if you googled any of the parents of our classmates, you’d find pictures of them waving and talking to people. It doesn’t make you special. Neither does having a father who isn’t in your life.” She was now fully committed to giving Adonis a reality check. “My dads are divorced. I don’t see my dad as much as I would like to either. It doesn’t make you special.”

“You know what though, Adonis? You make everything about yourself. Even if I do remember any of those ‘hints’ you claim your family dropped, did you ever think that I might have just brushed it off as something weird and didn’t think twice about it? Or are you just assuming that I thought about every moment I spent with you every time we were apart?” She spat, finally getting fed up and snapping. She pulled out her phone. “Look, you got your three minutes, now I would much prefer that you never speak to me again.” She didn’t even give him a chance to respond before she turned and walked away, returning to the living room with a smile on her face as she sat down cross-legged. “Alex, serenade me with your favourite romantic song.” She exaggeratedly dared her oldest friend, giggling at the end.

@Kristi - Adonis

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@Megan - Alex

raviola · 7 April 2023 02:54

Hera rolled their eyes as soon as Ari started to speak again. They wondered when she last spoke to her without it being an insult. “Daiane, the girl I kissed at the winter carnival? Yeah. She is way hotter.” They said, referring to daiane’s attractiveness, less in comparison to Ari’s exes and more to the person she was looking at. Hera wouldn’t give the details of the event, but Ari was clearly a little stupid for calling the girl they cheated with hot.

They remembered Ari’s moans, whimpering, shaking when Hera was inside of her. Thinking about how she’d beg for more, doing everything Hera told her to, but they bit their tongue. “Crazy how people actually want to sleep with me. Sorry you think my tongue gave you throat chl@mydia, but I assure you I take care of myself.” They would say a little more, and be a little meaner, remembering all of the different girls that came Hera’s way while Ari was probably stealing candy from babies, but Hera didn’t want to be a douche. They were alot of things; probably a slvt, lowkey a pretentious emo kid, but NEVER a douche. Still had to make her regret her attack, though.

“You’re right. It’s probably better for everyone that you stay lonely.” Hera feigned a pitiful look. It was true that it didn’t really matter what anyone thought of Ari. She wasn’t going to change, especially not for the people she ridiculed. Ari went on and on, but it was all redundant. “The greek goddess? Oh yeah, because you getting off to the thought of literal mythology makes sense. It’s cute you can’t admit you liked it, really. You can drag me through the mud, Ari. But that’s not gonna change what happened.” They stung. Keeping it as classy as they could manage to.

Finally, she was able to show remorse for Hera’s poor sister, at least. Out of all of the heinous things Ari did, her aggression to their sister was the only one to make them truly angry. In these months, since Persephone basically moved in, they had finally gotten that fraternal sort of love that they always wondered about. She was a mess, but she cleaned up Hera’s, too. They had the same memories; running out of their foster’s food stamps and then stealing milk and eggs, covering the windows with a blanket when they didn’t have curtains, chasing the local cr@ckhead for whatever he did that time. And they didn’t have the same full DNA, but they looked alike; thick skin to resist the formation of more bruises, self inflicted scars still red on their limbs because of how deep they ran, and their mother’s eyes. Everything was he same, they just lived it apart. But she was sweet. So similar that they understood each other like the back of their hands, but different enough not to hate each other.

Yeah she hurt them, but Hera could take it. And Persie could fend for herself, but Hera wasn’t gonna let someone like her target the people she loved. “Oh, you were drunk? There’s no excuse for what you did to my sister. Instead of explaining your remorse to me, your sorry @ss can apologize to her yourself. I don’t care if you’re sorry, but she does. So be a decent fvcking person and tell her.” She barked with no remorse. The girl tried to keep going on insulting Hera’s body but they were already done with what she had to say. “Haven’t you done enough already? Shut up.”

@Kristi

raviola · 7 April 2023 03:35

“Ohhhh, I don’t know alot about Australia. But yeah, your accent doesn’t sound like a typical Australian.” She bluffed, having no idea how to immediately recall what an Australian. “Yours is cuter.” She smiled, landing the rizz she had just set up smoothly, letting the conversation flow after that point. “I’m from California, in the Los Angeles area. I swear I’m not a valley girl!” She put on her california accent. “I mean like, that would be totally like, not tubular.” Persie poked at herself playfully. She was actually ridiculously broke, so she didn’t fit the wealthy californian stereotype anyway. But she wouldn’t tell him that, she’d scare him away too fast.

Huh, he’s Australian who was given a french name BEFORE moving to france. That’s so cool! The girl thought as she looked past the obvious confusion of that fact. “Etienne,” She noted. “Persephone.” She stuck her hand out for him to shake it. She didn’t really know why, but that was what she naturally inclined to doing with the people she thought were cute. Probably because she wanted to hold their hand… physical touch was very obviously her love language. Then Pers heard him joke about his coworker and chuckled, waving hello at the supposed Henri.

She sat still listening to him. Our age. She observed. So he was probably around 19, was her best estimate. Persie usually wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but observing the men she pursued was a habit. How else would she enamor them? “Our school is going on our senior trip right now, so they were probably my classmates.” She explained. “That must have been rough, Blue Royalty sat up our seats all next to the people we’ve had drama with…” Persie continued to think out loud, assuming after that he’d ask what Blue Royalty was.

@Caticorn this is probably terrible but oh well

Madilfill · 8 April 2023 22:04

Elio was more excited than ever to land finally, still not excited enough to clap like he had seen others do on flights. As much as Lenora thought Phoebe and him were talking about her, they only had for the first bit of the flight. However, they kept most of their conversations hushed and in a whisper so she probably thought differently. He felt cramped from keeping his body angled opposite the blonde the entire flight. He joked with Pheobe about needing a message when they landed but now it wasn’t much of a joke.

Elio went straight to his room when they got to their destination. He felt terrible not saying much to Phoebe as they exited the plane but he was just trying to get out of there as fast as possible plus he would most likely see her later. He raided the mini fridge of any alcohol there was but was saddened when there were only two shooter bottles of some blue liquid. He shrugged as he downed them one after another and his eyes were forced to shut at the fake taste of blue raspberry trying to mask cheap vodka. He knew everyone would be downstairs soon playing the traditional game of dare or drink. Everyone knew the game before they even came on the senior trip as it was always a hit on blue royalty for points. He remembered some of the last year’s dares being ridiculous and some downright mean. Hence needing liquid courage and not to mention his heart was hurting.

As he walked down the stairs he met up with some of his classmates but kept an eye out for anyone of his friends. He was friendly with almost everyone thanks to his popularity and never wanted to be known as a “mean guy”. As he got met by the crowd gathering, he also found more to drink and took two more shots to start the night off. These two didn’t burn going down so he knew they must’ve been a much better (more expensive) alcohol. There was a song by The Weekend playing in the background faintly and some people were singing along to his right. He rolled his eyes as he thought about how he and Lenora had heard this song live at a concert less than a year ago together. One of the many things he had done with her. God, would he ever be able to do anything without her creeping into his thoughts?

And what did I say back, Elio? His eyes shot to her voice. Why did his name have to sound so good coming from her lips? He licked his lips before responding. Uh, you said, ‘Yeah, you too Ricky had given her a dare. Usually, at this point, Elio would wrap an arm around her and wait for some bullish-t to come out of Enrique’s mouth but this time just stay away from it all. He ran a hand through his hair as he cleared his throat to answer her. He didn’t want to. He didn’t want to give either of them the satisfaction of knowing the hold they have on him. Ricky’s being that he had hated him for so long for doing and saying the this he always had. And Lenora for clear other reasons. He felt like a puppy right now. Following his owner’s commands. And Elio tell me what disloyal response I gave, That’s really sweet but no, I have a boyfriend.

That ended the dare and the game had moved on to her daring JP to make out with his favorite girl, whatever that meant. He went back to get himself another drink because who wanted to see JP kiss anyone. He stood, leaningn his back on a wall. There were people around him talking and he chimed in a few times to their conversaations. He wondered where Phoebe had ended up. He also wondered if he would see Mateo and he desperatly wanted to speak to him. He made a menntal check list and put him at the top.

Finally he was pulled back into the game when he had gotten dared by Julian to take a body shot off Phoebe, lick salt off her neck, taking lime from mouth with kiss. He had a bit of a smug look on his face when he said it, whether that was purposful or not Elio hated it. He knew how to turn it on and that’s exactly what he would do not. What did he havve to lose anyways, he has already lost it all. Lovely Phoebe, I need your help with something!" He yelled in not particular direction at all and locked his eyes on hers as he scanned the room looking for her. Someone bring me a bottle of patron, gold. He said aloud and within minutes the bottle was uncorked and in his hands. He gripped the glass neck of the bottle as he used the other to hold a small shaker bottle of salt.

Ladies first. He handed her the bottle with a raised eyebrow and a subtle wink. He let her take a shot before she laid down and gave him the bottle back. Well there was only one way to get the salt to stick and that was to lick pheobe one extra time on her neck. He started just below her ear, moving slowly down her neck until he ended at her collar bone. He sat up just enoough from the brunette to sprinkle the salt on the line he had just created. He then sat up more to move downn to where the shot would be takenn. He poured the tequila into her belly button. He hoped it wasn’t too cold but at the same time was intrugued with her goosebumps. The whole thing felt very intimate and exposed to him. Without any hesitation, he leaned into her and take the shot off her. He licked up her stomach slightly for added measure before goign back to the salt trail and ending with his lips finnding a tarte lime in between hers. He smiled into this movement as he took the lime from her and takinng it for himself.

Almost instantly he looked at her and knenw his dare to givve out. Since my lips have been all over your body, how about you do the aame and I dare you to give me a kiss on your favorite body part of mine.

@CerealKiller mentioned JP
@novella Lenora
@astxrism Phoebe
@benitz786 metioned rick and mateo

so many errors ill fix later

Caticorn · 9 April 2023 00:58

Atlas smiled when she said his accent was. He really didn’t get around much and his friend group really only consisted of Henri and a few other co-workers of theirs. Maybe that’s why he was so responsive to everything this girl said. He perked up when she mentioned that she was from California. Just like… He shook the notion of his head. There were so many people in California, there was very little chance that she would know the person he was thinking of. “I’ve been to California before.” Been there, fallen in love there, same difference. Really, he was just trying to relate to her. “It’s really nice.”

“A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” He said with a wink. Cliché? Very. Complimenting her seemed like a nice thing to do though. Give her a good first impression of him. He took her hand when she offered it, shaking it. As soon as he could, his father had taught him the importance of a good handshake and so Atlas had developed a politics-worthy handshake by the time he finished elementary school. “Enchanté.” He added as he released her hand, smiling when she waved in Henri’s direction.

He nodded when she told him that her school was on a senior trip now. “That makes a lot of sense actually. I’m assuming you just arrived today, then?” He asked, thinking out loud at the end of his sentence. He cocked his head as she mentioned this Blue Royalty whatever it was. The same sounded vaguely familiar but not enough that he could confidently say what it was. “Well, I hope it wasn’t too bad for you but if you don’t mind me asking, what’s Blue Royalty?”

@raviola - Persephone

Translation

Enchanté - nice to make your acquaintance

raviola · 9 April 2023 04:33

Persie felt kind of suprised to know he had been to california. Australian in france who’s also been in America? What kinda globetrotter was he? “Really?” Ohhh, that must be why his english is so good. Wait- they speak in English in australia. Persie realized. Oops. “Yeah, some of it. I haven’t seen much though.” P dwelled. She was always got really sad thinking about her life. It was admittedly pretty self-pitiful, but it felt deserved considering what she’d been through.

A beautiful name for a beautiful girl. She almost blushed, even though it was a lil corny. Persephone’s looks had frequently earned her compliments, but none in an australian accent from a cute barista, who would probably be bad for her considering she would only get to know him for a few days. Not to mention his little wink, which was kind of adorable. “Thank you.” She grinned. The girl watched him shake her hand. Good grip. It was kind of hot. She could imagine him gripping her throat like that- Persie no corrupt thoughts in front of the baby! …Ooh fancy french words. She side-smiled mischievously. “What’s that mean?” P then asked innocently.

“Yeah, we just got here. I’m a little jet-lagged.” She laughed slightly after learning that word on the plane. “It was my first flight, actually.” Persie admitted to the seemingly non-judgmental stranger. “It actually wasn’t scary. The take-off kinda felt like the fall of a rollercoaster, but like, upwards.” She noted quirkily, giggling after seeing his reaction to her statement.

“Blue Royalty is basically like this popularity competition my school does. It’s run by these anonymous people, and they like to start drama, so they set me up with my ex…” She remembered, choosing not to mention that he is also the father of her unborn child just yet. It would probably scare him into walking away. “We get along now, though.” She clarified. Pers didn’t want to seem like the kind of girl that she was kind of hung up on the last guy who broke her heart. She was never really just sad about Leon, more just mad at her for ruining her life. Or at least, that was what she thought he was doing.

@Caticorn

Caticorn · 12 April 2023 02:58

“Yeah, I lived there for a bit when I was younger before I came to France.” He explained, nodding when she said that she hadn’t seen much of the state. “I haven’t seen much of it either. My parents and I didn’t really leave the city we lived in and any time my parents travelled outside of it, they usually didn’t bring me.” He added, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Enchanté?” He repeated as if that wasn’t the only thing he’d said in French and he had to confirm what she wanted him to translate. He knew when he said it that there was a high chance that she wouldn’t understand it, having made it very clear that she didn’t speak French, but it was a common enough phrase that he thought she might’ve seen it on tv or something. “It’s just something French people say when they meet someone for the first time. Kind of like saying ‘nice to meet you’." He explained to her.

He listened to her talk about being jet-lagged and how this was her first time flying. “Well, I start work at 9 if you need a pick-me-up when you wake up. Just in case it hits a little harder in the morning.” He told her. He smiled as a childhood memory crept into his thoughts. “I remember the first time I flew. My mom had to hold my hand the whole time during takeoff and landing. Your rollercoaster analogy is really accurate though. That’s exactly how it feels.”

He was shocked by what she told him next. He couldn’t imagine having to sit next to someone that was picked out because of their history. There weren’t many people that he wasn’t on good terms with but the few that he was on bad terms with, he would not want to be stuck beside them for that long. “That sounds awful.” He said, unable to think of a better adjective. “At least you and your ex are on good terms. That must’ve made it easier to be next to them.” He added with a shrug.

@raviola - Persie

Kristi · 13 April 2023 23:53

“Oh, come on,” Ari said, rolling her eyes. “You cheated on me with that person? Your taste in partners is about as good as your fashion sense. And we all know how tragic that is. Also I think you guys would make a great couple cheater with cheater, basically cheater^2 and maybe it will cancel out.” Poor Embry Ari thought, though she couldn’t give two shts about Embry actually. Ari just liked the fact she was right about Daine being a self centered evil btch- see all the people Ari hates always turns out to be the worst of people.

Ari had simply smirked at Hera’s remarks, “I would say I don’t believe you but then i’m smarter enough to know people tend to go for the cheapest things.” She looked Ari up and down, “Like yourself for example, you look cheap in all ways possible, not even an outfit from Hadestore could save you I fear.” Ari grimaced. If Hera thought they could hurt her with words, they were in for a surprise. Ari Lee had already cried her eyes out till they bleed once due to Hera, but she had realized she was being fcking stupid crying over a trash like Hera, someone Ari Lee had to lower their standards for. In addition, Ari Lee didn’t do feelings. They were like sht in the mind and heart and sht only goes down a toilet not to the brain or heart.

“Who said anything about being lonely? I’m going to go to a fancy college and meet people of high standards, also I have my mirror and a bunch of annoying obsessed btches, i don’t think i’m sadly ever going to feel lonely.” Especially when people kept trying to input their noses in Ari business 24/7, meanwhile Ari Lee is too busy winning the idgaf war. She shrugged, “I guess I could say it was somewhat ok but Cynric and a sx toy definitely makes me cm better so I don’t really know. I thought with all your freaky experiences you would have been better than a blonde white boy whose name is close to Cynical and acts like a dog sometimes although his cute.” Cynric is @Nil character whom Ari was friends with benefits with

I wish I could fcking tell her but I don’t know where to find her and there was no way i was coming to you chipmunk face for help- was what Ari Lee wanted to say but she took deep breathes instead, Persephone was the dirtbag nerd and it was reasonable they acted this way, “I don’t have her number and I don’t have any way to contact her to apologize. What I did was.” Ari pursued her lips trying to find the words, 'Bad and immoral" the words rolling from her tongue gave her mouth a bad taste, was she really saying that? Gosh Ari hated admitting she was wrong.

@raviola

raviola · 14 April 2023 02:09

“Aw,” Persie empathized when he said his parents didn’t take him. One probably wouldn’t think she’d easily pity people she knew because of Cerulean, but she was always a naturally soft person. “Maybe you’ll go back and visit sometime! They have Disney World in LA” She smirked, trying to cheer him up by telling him about tourist attractions. “I’ve always wanted to go there.” She reflected on her old daydream, it seemed like a core memory she just had to make.

She felt kinda bad having to let him explain something probably basic to her. She figured she should probably know the meaning of enchante, but it seemed like she had no choice but to ask. Logically, it meant something like nice to meet you. “Ohhhhh, like enchanted?” She grinned inevitably. He’s enchanted to meet me.

“I like that idea. I wouldn’t mind waking up with you.” She slipped, almost too smoothly. “I mean, you waking me up, you know?” She tried to clean it up. PERSIE YOU CANNOT PLAY WITH THE IDEA OF A ONE NIGHT STAND, YOU ARE SHOWING ALREADY. “I can be your first customer, though.” She offered with a kind smile. He followed with a story about his childhood, she pouted hearing about it, commenting that it was sweet.

“Yeah, at least it was the ex that’s my age. Honestly, I was with kind of an older man before that.” She opened up, finding it easy to just release all her bs with a nice stranger. “I’m just glad I’m not in that cycle anymore, you know? They’ll tell you you’re different, you’re not like other girls your age. And suddenly, they’re the only person you can really believe in. There’s times when they push you too far, and you want to get away, but you need them.” She didn’t expect him to relate, but it felt safe to share. And who knows? He probably had some rough experiences to talk about too. Persephone remembered all the times he would pull her away from his laundry she was doing, and tell her he wanted to be with her. He’d start kissing her neck, and she’d tell him she was tired, eye bags wearing at her face, but he wouldn’t listen. He’d keep going, complimenting her until she smiled slightly at something he said. And then she’d give into him. Shuto.

@caticorn

Caticorn · 16 April 2023 03:26

He smiled when she mentioned going to Disney World, though the thought of just ‘visiting’ made him sad. He knew she had good intentions and how could she possibly know his history, but that feeling of longing was still there. “Yeah, I would love to go back. Disney World sounds like it would be a lot of fun.” He responded, agreeing with her about Disney. “The closest I’ve been to Disney is this theme park in South Korea called Lotte World. I was really young when I went there though. I barely remember it.”

“Yeah, exactly like that.” He answered her, nodding and then smiling when she giggled. It had been a long time since Atlas had spoken to anyone like this and definitely the first time he’d done it with a customer. “Enchanté is also the word for enchanted, so there you go, you’ve learned two new things in French.” He added with a playful chuckle.

He bit the inside of his mouth as she fumbled over her words talking about seeing him tomorrow morning. “Well, I’ll look forward to that.” He responded, smiling back at her. “My co-worker Lisette also works tomorrow morning and makes the best croissants and pain au chocolats. You definitely need to try at least one of those.” He recommended, already thinking about seeing Persephone in the morning.

He looked down, his smile falling as she talked about being with an older man before. He wasn’t trying to be rude to her, it was just that everything she was saying was hitting a little too close to home for him. He looked over both his shoulders, making sure the café was empty. “I understand that more than you’d think.” He stopped, taking a deep breath and contemplating if he wanted to continue. “The woman I came to France with, she’s not my mother and she just has this hold on me. I…I don’t really know why but leaving doesn’t seem like an option.” This was the most vulnerable Atlas had been with someone other than his guardian in years and he wasn’t sure how he felt about it.

@raviola - Persephone

Littlefeets · 18 April 2023 22:57

As much as Amanda did like being able to talk to her sister on the plane, she was glad to finally have her feet on the ground. Especially since their senior trip was to France, just a few days after her and Clara’s birthday. Of course no Cerulean high senior trip could be complete without Dare or Drink. Of course, for many there was the extra incentive of Blue Royalty points, Amanda just wanted to take part because it would be entertaining. However… her first dare was not so fun. Couldn’t that girl, whatever her name was, have picked something more interesting? No offense to the people sitting next to her, but she did not feel like doing that, and she doubted they necessarily wanted their foot licked either. “I was hoping for something better.” she said as she took her first drink of the game and turned towards someone else, a guy named Tyler. “Who in this room would you have a threesome with, and why them?”

@Caticorn - Clara mentioned
@Ouijaloveletters - Leah and Tyler both mentioned

Ouijaloveletters · 18 April 2023 23:26

Dare or Drink. Oh boy. Sh*t was about to get real, he knew it. Sitting next to Mia(who snorted at the dare he was given), he thought for a second. “I’d say Phoebe DeLoughrey, because she seems like she’d be into it, and Julian Medina, because he’s really nice, and I’m bisexual, so why the hell not?” He said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. He glanced at both Phoebe and Julian, giving them an apologetic look. He then swiveled his head, looking to find a victim, having a good idea for what to say.
@CerealKiller - Julian
@astxrism - Phoebe
(Need to find out who Tyler dares. Give me a bit.)

benitz786 · 30 April 2023 21:01

Would you believe you?

It was a good question, and the answer was a easy no. Anyone could tell her that… even he could tell her that but clearly, no one needed to say anything because she already knew. Fine, let’s be fcking honest, everyone on this fcking plane knew - and from the stares they were getting, it was obvious they were interested in how this seating situation was going to go down. Well to that, Ricky honestly didn’t fcking care. Mostly because he was near the person he hurt the most… and he truly could only pay attention to that.

It’s said that the eyes are the window to one’s soul, and right now, Annie’s eyes were screaming distrust towards his direction. Well… distrust… frustration… annoyance… pain… everything he had gone through time and time again in his past. He just… never thought it would hurt so much putting someone else through the pain he had experienced. He was supposed to be hardened to all feelings… and now he was here, going through a different kind of pain. The worst part was he couldn’t even blame her. Every other time he had felt this, he had someone to hate. Someone to blame. Someone to look at with the hatred that Annie was pointing towards him. Hell, if anything he recognized that look more than most because he saw it every fcking day when he looked in a mirror.

At the moment, he just felt like he was nothing and that idea only rang truer with her sentiment of it’s done now.

It’s done.

And, it will forever be his fault. So he listened. For the first time in his life, he had nothing to argue. Nothing to say. Nothing to push in her direction, so all he could do was put his sunglasses back on, turn his face towards the aisle, close his eyes, and pretend like there was music playing in his ears when in reality he was simply hoping to hear even a simple word from her lips.

Flashback/Dream (part 1)

Drunk; that was the only word that could describe Ricky’s state after essentially running away from the shtfall of everything that came out a few days ago. So what exactly happened? How did Ricky Montoya end up in Spain drinking everything he could get his hands on?

Well, Blue Royalty asked for an update video about how “using” Annie was going, and Ricky hadn’t responded in months. What? He didn’t want to do a fcking update video when he was actually starting to fall for the fcking girl. Anyways, it seemed like that wasn’t the best fcking idea since they decided to retaliate by releasing the fcking video of him with Paige at the beginning of the fcking year.

So yeah, another shot please? Actually, make it a double.

He ran. Maybe it seemed like the easiest thing to do after Annie made it clear she wanted nothing to do with him. Did that mean he didn’t try texting her? DMing her? Calling her? No, he tried and it always ended the same - so perhaps this was easier.

“Hey handsome, why don’t you take me back to your place?”

So maybe that’s how Ricky ended the night with a girl wrapped around his waist for the first time since Annie. Perhaps that’s how he found himself pushing her against the wall, lips on her lips, neck, breast… Perhaps that’s how…

Ricky’s eyes opened with a gasp, and he found sweat dripping down his skin. It took him a second to realize that he was in his lodge room - one they had arrived to only a few hours earlier after a excruciatingly long flight filled with silence. Ricky couldn’t sleep on the flight - his mind constantly thinking about what he did… and every time he did sleep he just kept thinking about Annie which didn’t help when she was right next to him and he couldn’t do a damn thing about it.

So here he was, passing out in his room the instant he arrived. Now, getting up off of his bed, the man took a quick shower - washing off the memory of what occurred a few weeks ago when he disappeared.

Uncaring of his disheveled appearance, Ricky finally made his way towards the main lounge where it seemed everyone was playing a drinking game of some sort - which, honestly, he didn’t argue much with as he immediately took a long drink of vodka and sat down. He honestly wasn’t even expecting to participate in the fcking game - he truly didn’t care, until someone nudged him mumbling something along the lines of it being his turn. And that’s when he got a text on his phone telling him to dare Lenora. Thank you blue royalty, and fck off please.

With a sigh, he took another drink from the bottle before looking over at Lenora with an uncaring expression. What could he dare her? I mean, he could dare her to do something that would embarrass her to all the people around them. Hell, he even knew her (or at least used to know her) well enough that he could dare her something that would truly hurt her. But honestly, he didn’t care enough.

"“Read out the text messages that you sent Elio while you were cheating on me,”

Maybe curiosity killed the cat, and while he didn’t care about her, he was slightly interested in the bullsht she pulled. Maybe it would help fuel some mental anger… not on himself anymore. Hey, if he could hate her a little more (and Elio), he could momentarily suppress some of that intense self hate he felt.

Though, that possibility quickly disappeared with her response - resulting in an eye roll from him. Did they practice that or something? Had to be - because he knew she cheated on him, she had told him that much herself and if it hadn’t been through text, it was probably through DMs or, gasp, in person. Her saying those words meant absolutely nothing… and honestly did nothing to lower his self hatred but realistically that was never going away.

So, instead of responding, Ricky simply took another drink of his bottle - and thankfully, he was starting to feel the lovely effects of being tipsy… soon on route to being black out drunk by the end of the night. He was hoping he was done for the night - that people would just leave him alone, despite sitting with the group of people he truly didn’t care about. Though, what did catch his attention was when Annie’s dare begin. And… well… let’s just say that was a punch to the fcking gut.

He ignored it, instead of looking at her, he looked down - taking swings of his bottle frequently. He honestly hadn’t even noticed when she walked over to him, and without even a second thought, he found her lips on his. Though only for a mere second, he found his heart skipping a beat at the feeling he missed so fcking much. Though that high he was on quickly fell with her next sentiment.

Kiss everyone he’s slept with, besides her that is.

Was that what she really wanted? To know who he slept with? Fine.

Her words from the plane repeated in his mind as he stood up, putting the bottle down before going down the circle of people. The person closest to him was Paige Pierce, and after a second of debating if he should even take the dare or “drink” - which he had already been doing - he simply sighed and did it, quickly pecking her on the lips. Realistically, he was far to drunk to actually think of the potential consequences of his actions - but he knew nothing he could do would fix what he had with Annie, so he might as well just give her the answer of what she wanted to know.

From Paige, he moved to Lenora. There was a frown on his lips as he approached her - a girl who had hurt him much like he had hurt Annie. There was irony in that, was there not? Though, after bending down, he cupped her cheek and placed his lips on her - kissing Lenora with more than he had given Paige… but perhaps that was simply his drunken self wanting to say fck you to Elio. From Lenora, he walked over to Sienna, kissing Elio’s sister before muttering “Come on, we all know she’s not fcking Mason, so someone had to actually make her cum”

At this point, all the swings of liquor Ricky had taken before were finally settling in. The next few kisses were a blur; he found his lips on VC, then Amanda, then Laurel… sorry Ralph, then Logan, a handful of cheerleaders that he honestly couldn’t remember the names of in his drunken state, and finally he was in front of Annie. Taking a seat in front of her, Ricky looked at her - a sadness in his eyes that he couldn’t truly describe. “None of them were when I was with you… truly with you but if you want to know anything else, just ask me Annie.” And with those words, Ricky walked back to his place in the circle, letting the idiotic game go on as he fell into his numbness.

@novella - Probably a lot of mistakes forgive me I haven’t written in months
@Madilfill - sienna and elio mentioned technically

And ppl he kissed @Littlefeets 's characters, @CerealKiller 's characters

Littlefeets · 3 May 2023 20:13

Simply put, the flight from Beryl to France was interesting. What could anyone have expected from some of the groupings of assigned seats. However, the flight for Logan, being seated across the aisle from Diego and next to Kaspian was a different story of its own. What matters now is the events after arriving at the ski resort.

Unlike some of her classmates, she couldn’t remember being out of the country, especially not France. She was used to just being in Beryl, travel wasn’t something she did much of, but she was looking forward to trying skiing during the trip. Either way, soon after arriving the game of Dare or Drink began. Logan found herself joining the group, only to have Fin of all people turn to her with a dare, asking for the real reason why she avoids VC. What was up with people wanting to know why she avoids her? Not everyone has to revolve their life around her, so what was the big deal? “I don’t avoid her. I’m busy dealing with my own stuff and she has her own life. We just aren’t friends. I didn’t know there was some sort of requirement to be around her all the time.” Logan said with a shrug before taking a sip of a drink and turning to tell Reuben to take a body shot off of someone. If the rest of the game stayed like that, she was going to need a drink.

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@CerealKiller - VC
@astxrism - Fin
@raviola - Reuben
@benitz786 - Kaspian

raviola · 7 May 2023 02:33

He bonded with her over amusement parks, and then actually helped her learn a bit of french! “Okayyy, period.” Persie congratulated herself. Lowkey, she just wanted to tell him to whip out his oui oui, but she had to be civil around the baby, so she tried to keep it PG. Also, that move would be absolutely rizzless, and Persie was the rizz god. “Thank you for teaching me.” P grinned, batting her eyelashes just a little. She felt as though she had done most of the flirting in the conversation, so she spoke a bit dry to give him room to talk.

Aw, he also complimented his coworker. But he seemed to be choking on a misguided laugh. Okay, we get it! Persie is unfortunately not the brightest tool in the closet (sharpest in the shed, but she doesn’t remember the actual expression.) But she was very people smart! And mentally ill, so it would be a mistake for any man to reduce her to anything less then a psychoanalyst noticing his every move. No pressure! He proceeded to talk about croissants and… pain chocolates? “You say that so cute, qwa-sogh.” She teased him, returning the sass in the most appropriate way possible.

Persie was shocked to hear that he had a similar experience. She only had one question about his situation; If he was so self aware, why did he seem so okay with it? He seemed to know that he should leave, but just hadn’t gotten around to it or something. Surely, Persie would have understood more of what was happening if she was still going through all of it. “Oh… well if you don’t mind me asking, what’s she like?” She said. The girl knew from experience that if someone outwardly told him the situation was wrong, he would most likely deny them adamantly. So she had to be gentle, and let him hear his condition out loud, even if she already presumed what he might say.

The idea of staying in something like that for a single minute disgusted her now. And frankly, it was beginning to feel like another lifetime. Careless, spontaneous, messy persephone did not exist anymore. She couldn’t. Yet she was still the same girl as she was then. Her mind evolved, but her heart did not change, so she couldn’t help but feel an empathy for the poor, confused guy, wondering if he was like her, too. Granted, this kinda thing must not have been as frequented under his circumstances, but she wasn’t going to let the possibility slide under her radar. She had been through too much to allow things like that.

@caticorn

raviola · 7 May 2023 02:53

All kinds of insults and comebacks ran through Hera’s mind. “You’re the only proof I have bad taste, maybe I wasn’t good to you because you literally abused me, you go for cheap sh^t because you can’t actually afford the nice things you flex, you’re too vain to understand how sad you sound right now, i dont care, the sex toy is probably an@l beads so you can p3g your little gay boy, you dead@ss told me i was the best fvck of your life bruh, you having your mirror is more of an inconvenience because then you’ll have to look at yourself, your parents definitely bribed that college, some advice: dont insult your friend with benefits because hes probably youre only chance of getting laid, i still dont care” And the list goes onnnn, believe them.

But now, they were done fighting. Their now petty drama didn’t compare to the anger she felt for Persephone. So they dropped silent. Plus, her so-called remorse sounded pathetic, and they were tired of her prideful excuses. “Yeah, yeah, just go talk to her and I’ll let you stop looking stupid trying to argue with me. Can I put my shirt back on now? It’s cold in here.” They shrugged her off, picking her shirt up off the floor and sloppily redressing, leaving the buttons relatively undone. They looked like they had just woken up the morning after a one-night stand, but they didn’t mind. It actually looked kind of cute.

@kristi

Caticorn · 8 May 2023 23:40

Atlas found Persephone’s reaction to her new knowledge really adorable and he smiled. It was a smile of adoration; one that you would direct at a puppy or small child. “Well, if you ever want to learn more, you know where to find me.” He offered, phrasing it as more of a suggestion that he wanted to see her again and would take any excuse to do so.

He blushed when she commented on his pronunciation. “Hey. You try learning to speak French with a thick Australian accent.” He fired back, defending his pronunciation and feigning offence. He smiled to himself as he was reminded of something. “I used to know a guy who had two first languages, one of which was English. For the life of him, he couldn’t pronounce penguin properly in English. It was hilarious and also kind of cute to watch him try.” The anecdote was bittersweet, representing a time in his life that now felt like a dream. It hurt, referring to him as some ‘guy’, but at this point, he had reconciled himself with the fact that he would never see him again and he needed to move on.

“She’s, um…” He stopped himself, a small voice in the back of his head saying that he shouldn’t be saying what he was about to say. The voice sounded like Kaori’s. Persephone seemed trustworthy and she had gone through something similar so maybe she would be safe to talk to. He took a deep breath before continuing, keeping his gaze pointed down as he spoke. “Her name is Kaori. She’s really nice and she helped me after I ran away from home. She cares about me and she makes sure that I have food to eat and a place to sleep.”

That was the first time Atlas had ever said Kaori’s name to someone else. When talking to others, he always just referred to her as his ‘guardian’, making it seem like he was forbidden to ever speak her name out loud. “She also teaches me things.” He added, looking back up at Persephone. “She taught me how to speak French and Japanese and she teaches me recipes, even how to fix my own clothes.” He was telling her this because those were his fondest memories from his time here in France but it almost sounded as if he was trying to convince her of something.

@raviola - Persephone

raviola · 23 May 2023 18:28

“I like the sound of that.” Persie smiled mischievously, excited to spend more time with him. Awww. His retaliation was so dorky. Then he called a man presumably close to him in age as ‘cute’ for his incorrect pronunciations. Okay, so, a femboy. P didn’t know much about men’s feminine sides, because she usually surrounded herself with gangsters, but he seemed nice. “Like… Peguin?” She asked, trying to figure out how to pronounce penguin wrong. “That does sound cute!” She noticed. “Do you think I sound cute when I say mah-dem-wah-zelle?” Persie smiled, attempting to charm him, while also being self aware. “Or does it just make you think; ugh, this silly American.” She giggled.

“Well yeah but she’s not… inappropriate with you sometimes?” Persie asked with the most cautious tone she could. Since she still didn’t know what was going on fully, she tried not to be offensive, either. Personally, when someone would comment something negative about her ex, she would always remember the good things he did. For a long time, she had no one to turn to but him. And he was there! Until recently. It was like this weird competition between perspectives. He loved her like no one did. And he hurt her worse than everyone else. Both statements were true. So she had to learn to put them both on a scale, where the weight of the situation beat the bubby butterflies. If he was the same, he was looking at the lighter side of the scale, soaring higher because there was less of it to sink.

@caticorn

novella · 25 May 2023 16:18

Annie’s expression remained stoic as Ricky completed his dare. Who he started with, her sister. Or whatever she was. Though neither of them would know Annie had looked over, as she failed to meet either their gaze when they tried. She couldn’t be upset though, she asked for it. She stopped paying attention after that first kiss, as everyone else was before they had even really met and so hardly her concern. That was, until he looked back at her before he returned to his seat.

“When exactly would you label it ‘truly’?” Annie asked to the back of him, without thinking. But then - did she want to know? Would she want to know which specific moments weren’t real? But would she even believe the ones he told her were ‘genuine’? The beginning of his answer was cut off by Lenora, who was giving him a dare. Better to not know, anyway. Except what came was a question probably worse than hers, which gave Ricky even more thinking for an answer.

Annie broke the silence Lenora’s dare had brought with the sound of her throat clearing, then she sat up to ambiguously pick up a bottle from the middle of the table. Then she walked over and extended her arm to give it to Ricky. “Don’t bother,” She quietly said as she returned to her seat. To save him the trouble. She knew what his answer wouldn’t be - so why would she make it worse for him by letting him admit it? And why would she want to hear whoever that was, whoever had his honest love, that had clearly been so impossible for him to give her.

@benitz786 Ricky

Caticorn · 26 May 2023 06:28

Atlas laughed as Persephone tried to mispronounce ‘penguin’. “Usually it was 'pengeen’, some kind of mismatch of English and Korean, which was the other language he spoke, but every once in a while it dipped into ‘pengin’ territory. Either way, it was like he could never remember if the ‘gui’ sound existed in the English pronunciation or not.” He explained to her. When she asked him for his opinion on how she sounded saying ‘mademoiselle’, he bit the inside of his cheek. “Very cute.” He responded with a smile. He was high-key judging her ability to speak the language but he knew better than to tell the girl he was flirting with that her French was sh-t.

"I…I don’t know what you mean.” That was a lie. He knew exactly what she meant. Playing dumb was just a defence mechanism he’d built up for whenever someone asked one too many questions about his guardian. A mechanism that she herself had placed inside him. He took a deep breath, deciding that he would go against every one of his instincts. Not even Henri and Lisette, who were his closest friends here, knew the truth about him and Kaori. “She, um, she kisses me sometimes and when we’re watching tv together, she cuddles me.” His voice was low, making sure that he couldn’t be overheard.

“It doesn’t feel inappropriate though. I don’t mind it.” He confessed to her, his body language becoming small as his eyes darted back and forth between looking at Persephone to gauge her reaction and looking at the ground. His arms were hugging his chest. Then it fully occurred to him what he had just told her. “I really shouldn’t be saying this, so please, please don’t say anything to someone else. Actually, just forget I said anything." He rambled before standing up and walking away.

@raviola - Persie