"I GOT IT!" Cedar calls out, leaning way too far over the edge of the canoe to reach their paddle. They don't got it. It's still just beyond the reach of their fingertips and the canoe is tipping perilously. "ALMOST."
They throw their hand out to Bijou. "Lemme use yours to scooch mine closer."
All his rose quartz jewelry and LOVE ME vibes he's been sending out into the universe are finally paying off!!
Armani spends the lunch break in picturesque locations, posing like the women in Waterhouse paintings: delicate, sensual, and Lightly Depressed™. He perches on a log and brushes his fingers through his hair, wanders the woods to gather flowers in his arms, and spends some time lying in the grass and looking sexy yet haunted.
If his future entanglement wasn't already overwhelmed by his beauty, now they definitely would be!!!!
Edited (catch him being weird) 2019-10-13 22:36 (UTC)
Armani has been on lots of camping trips with Adventure Club before!! He's camped! In a tent! In the woods! This should be easy!!
Okay, so maybe he's only ever watched other people put up the tent while he fawned over their survivalist skills. But he watched them VERY closely! And he read a wikihow article yesterday! He's confident in his ability to put this tent together!!
The ground cloth is on the ground! Tent stakes? Staked! Poles are IN PLACE!! The tent is UP!! -- But what's this extra joint piece? Probably just a spare, right? Yeah, it's probably just a spare in case one breaks. He pockets it before climbing in and turns around to beam brightly at the other two, gesturing for them to join him. It's holding up!! See?? It's fine!!! He did it!!!
It's nice to be alone sometimes. Valkyrie doesn't often get the chance to strike out on her own, which is fine. She doesn't mind being busy. And on top of that, she has a lot of friends that want her company. Soooo many friends. That's what happens when you're popular.
But it's a relief to briefly escape the eyes of the school and not think so much about popularity or who likes her and how much. No need to worry about Homecoming and dating and feelings when it's just her and the trees. It smells like pine and earth out in the woods, and the little meandering trail is easy to navigate. A perfect respite.
Or it was at first, anyhow. She's not surprised when the terrain gets rough; it doesn't seem like the trail is used often. The sudden steeper incline doesn't deter her. She climbs, searching for the most solid footholds until she crests the hill.
For a second it's hard to reconcile the familiar things in front of her, just because the context is so wrong. Slabs of broken asphalt, the painted traffic lines fading and incomprehensible. Chunks of it have replaced the rocks and gravel under her feet, and there, lying among the debris, is a road sign.
She looks both ways, like waiting to cross, or trying to see where the stretch of road might have extended. How old would it need to be for nature to have completely taken over? "Weird," she whispers to herself, and picks up the sign fragment.
It's quiet and cool outside, but not too quiet, and not too cold. Audrey really likes it out in the forest. Everything's alive, but peaceful, and all they have to do is match that vibe for a sense of quiet contentment. Audrey's perched herself in the middle of the tent so she'll have body heat opportunities from both her roommates, which she feels she'll need even with the double sweater layer she's sporting. It's dark, but not quite time for sleep yet.
"Don't you feel like we should be playing MASH or something." She murmurs to her tentmates, not wanting to disturb the night noises too much, "Or do either of you know what ghosts are supposed to be around?" Although she'd never been camping before high school, there was an automatic nostalgia. She assumes that's the kind of thing one did at sleepaway camp.
Bijou isn't a regular member of Adventure Club. If that wasn't apparent from her disasterous attempts at pitching a tent, it definitely was when unpacking her 'survival essentials utility kit' revealed a pink marabou feather trimmed sleep mask and a 12 step skincare regimen.
Every night at boarding school is like a slumber party, but this one's extra special since it's out in a woods! With big plans for a night filled with boytalkmanstertalk with her two besties for the evening, she holds up a tube of deeply glittery deeply pink peel-off face mask and chirps, "Who's ready for some fun?"
A bag of jumbo marshmallows sits open on the ground beside Jupiter, who reclines in the dirt with her hands back behind her, one leg crossed over the other, bouncing her foot. She stares out into the darkness, watching in silence.
Is that something moving beyond the trees? A cryptid? A deer?? A freshman??? A trick of the light????
She leans forward, scooping up the bag of puffed sugar. As she squints into the forest, she pops two of them in her mouth, stuffing either cheek overfull. Overall, excepting the chipmunk cheeks, she gives the impression of a cat getting ready to pounce.
"Try my s'mores?" he offers sweetly, holding out his skillet of s'more nachos with chocolate chips and syrup aesthetically drizzled across. It tastes just like the s'mores everyone else is making right now, except it looks like a food blogger mommy made it to one-up Karen at the bonfire party.
Uninvited (because he's always uninvited) Uriah claims the spot in front of the fire, right next to Presley. He squeezes himself in on the log, making space where clearly there wasn't enough. Like this it's easy to move in close, one hand on the seat behind Presley, and whisper in his ear:
"Now's your chance to make a move on MG," he croons, "starry skies, crackling fire—"
Uriah rolls over on his side and grins brilliantly at his unfortunate tentmates. "Who's gonna hold me when I get scared in the middle of the night? I'm real scared a White Thing's gonna take me."
He does not sound scared at all. Rather, he looks ready to burst into laughter at the slightest provocation.
It's dark out. Of course it's dark out, it's, like, the middle of the night and everyone should be asleep by now.
But Cedar isn't. Cedar's mind is racing, with every noise outside, every shifting shadow in the moonlight. It isn't like they've never slept in the West Virginia wilderness before. It's that every time they have, a tree branch fell on a tent or a sheepsquatch wandered in and ate all their potato chips, or that one time their aunt just walked off a mountain trying to find a place to pee???? She didn't break anything but she lost a finger to frostbite!! What if that happened again????
"Hey," Cedar whispers into the dark tent, at the sleeping forms of their temporary roommates. Then again, more forcefully. "Hey." They try to wait for a response before continuing, but there's a howl outside and Cedar can't remember when snarly yow mating season is and— "HEY."
The evening quiet is broken by a sudden loud yelp, and the shaking of Tent 7 as someone scrambles out and lands hard on the dirt in his rush to escape. "Don't touch me," Presley snaps at the first person who approaches, then seems to belatedly realize where he is. On a stupid camping trip, surrounded by his classmates, who can see him making a scene.
Dammit. "I'm fine. It's fine." Despite his adamant words, Presley covers his mouth with one hand and stares at his tent with a look of quiet dread. He makes no move to return inside.
Edited (he saw a big spider) 2019-10-14 18:42 (UTC)
Felicity is here and I'd love to do some scenes. Going on a hike to find a cryptid? Tent 7 stuff -- setting up or settling down? Campfire stuff? I dunno, anything really! She loves the outdoors and camping.
Val is her, looking cute and ready to take in the wilderness. Between hikes, she's doing a lot of meditation and connecting with nature. Quodpot players are strongly encouraged to join here. uwu
Laszlo has NO idea what he's doing but he IS having fun and is incredibly curious about everything. He likes the plant-based nature hike with Berzelius a lot. He IS taking samples.
Uriah knows his way around a campsite but he's only helping put up the tent if you make him. Catch him basking in the autumn sun instead of going on a hike. If anyone would like to ditch afternoon activities to make out, he's your man. (He's also going to hit on Trudy and Harrison so... sorry about that.)
Edited (uriah at the mention of white ones: my grandaddy shot one of em and its fang is in my wand!!!) 2019-10-13 16:53 (UTC)
CANOEING (Morning)
CANOEING with CHAOS
They throw their hand out to Bijou. "Lemme use yours to scooch mine closer."
CANOEING with CHAOS
CANOEING with CHAOS
HIKING & LUNCH on the SHORE (Late Morning / Early Afternoon)
Ophelia by John William Waterhouse (Open+)
Armani spends the lunch break in picturesque locations, posing like the women in Waterhouse paintings: delicate, sensual, and Lightly Depressed™. He perches on a log and brushes his fingers through his hair, wanders the woods to gather flowers in his arms, and spends some time lying in the grass and looking sexy yet haunted.
If his future entanglement wasn't already overwhelmed by his beauty, now they definitely would be!!!!
Ophelia by John William Waterhouse and a Philistine
CAMPSITE (Midday)
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Okay, so maybe he's only ever watched other people put up the tent while he fawned over their survivalist skills. But he watched them VERY closely! And he read a wikihow article yesterday! He's confident in his ability to put this tent together!!
The ground cloth is on the ground! Tent stakes? Staked! Poles are IN PLACE!! The tent is UP!! -- But what's this extra joint piece? Probably just a spare, right? Yeah, it's probably just a spare in case one breaks. He pockets it before climbing in and turns around to beam brightly at the other two, gesturing for them to join him. It's holding up!! See?? It's fine!!! He did it!!!
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Twinzlo rescued from Tent Hell by their handsome, symmetrical nemesis
Valkyrie and the Road To Nowhere
But it's a relief to briefly escape the eyes of the school and not think so much about popularity or who likes her and how much. No need to worry about Homecoming and dating and feelings when it's just her and the trees. It smells like pine and earth out in the woods, and the little meandering trail is easy to navigate. A perfect respite.
Or it was at first, anyhow. She's not surprised when the terrain gets rough; it doesn't seem like the trail is used often. The sudden steeper incline doesn't deter her. She climbs, searching for the most solid footholds until she crests the hill.
For a second it's hard to reconcile the familiar things in front of her, just because the context is so wrong. Slabs of broken asphalt, the painted traffic lines fading and incomprehensible. Chunks of it have replaced the rocks and gravel under her feet, and there, lying among the debris, is a road sign.
She looks both ways, like waiting to cross, or trying to see where the stretch of road might have extended. How old would it need to be for nature to have completely taken over? "Weird," she whispers to herself, and picks up the sign fragment.
EVENING & NIGHT
Tent Three Time!
"Don't you feel like we should be playing MASH or something." She murmurs to her tentmates, not wanting to disturb the night noises too much, "Or do either of you know what ghosts are supposed to be around?"
Although she'd never been camping before high school, there was an automatic nostalgia. She assumes that's the kind of thing one did at sleepaway camp.
Tent Three Time!
Tent Three Time!
Tent Three Time!
Tent Three Time!
Tent Three Time!
Tent Six, Late Night
She also stole away some marshmallows from earlier and has quietly but carelessly rested the bag on the edge of her closest tentmate's sleeping bag.
Tent Four Time!
Every night at boarding school is like a slumber party, but this one's extra special since it's out in a woods! With big plans for a night filled with
boytalkmanstertalk with her two besties for the evening, she holds up a tube of deeply glittery deeply pink peel-off face mask and chirps, "Who's ready for some fun?"Tent Four Time!
Tent Four Time!
Tent Four Time!
Tent Four Time!
Tent Four Time!
Tent Four Time!
Watchin' for Weird Things with Jup (Open++)
Is that something moving beyond the trees? A cryptid? A deer?? A freshman??? A trick of the light????
She leans forward, scooping up the bag of puffed sugar. As she squints into the forest, she pops two of them in her mouth, stuffing either cheek overfull. Overall, excepting the chipmunk cheeks, she gives the impression of a cat getting ready to pounce.
Watchin' for Weird Things with Jup & Armani
Watchin' for Weird Things with Jup & Armani
Watchin' for Weird Things with Jup & Armani
Armani tries to impress everyone by feeding them (Open++)
Armani Impresses Merlin By Feeding Him
Armani Impresses Merlin By Feeding Him
Armani Impresses Merlin By Feeding Him
Uriah & Presley
"Now's your chance to make a move on MG," he croons, "starry skies, crackling fire—"
Uriah & Presley
Uriah & Presley
Uriah & Presley
Uriah & Presley
Uriah & Presley
Uriah & Presley
Uriah & Presley
Tent One
He does not sound scared at all. Rather, he looks ready to burst into laughter at the slightest provocation.
Tent One
Tent One
Tent One
Tent One
Tent One
Tent One
Tent One
Tent One
Tent One
Tent One
Tent One
Tent Five is Alive
But Cedar isn't. Cedar's mind is racing, with every noise outside, every shifting shadow in the moonlight. It isn't like they've never slept in the West Virginia wilderness before. It's that every time they have, a tree branch fell on a tent or a sheepsquatch wandered in and ate all their potato chips, or that one time their aunt just walked off a mountain trying to find a place to pee???? She didn't break anything but she lost a finger to frostbite!! What if that happened again????
"Hey," Cedar whispers into the dark tent, at the sleeping forms of their temporary roommates. Then again, more forcefully. "Hey." They try to wait for a response before continuing, but there's a howl outside and Cedar can't remember when snarly yow mating season is and— "HEY."
Tent Five is Alive
Tent Seven, Early Evening
Dammit. "I'm fine. It's fine." Despite his adamant words, Presley covers his mouth with one hand and stares at his tent with a look of quiet dread. He makes no move to return inside.
Tent Seven, Early Evening
Tent Seven, Early Evening
Tent Seven, Early Evening
Tent Seven, Early Evening
Tent Seven, Early Evening
Tent Seven, Early Evening
Tent Seven, Early Evening
THE TRIP BACK
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would any characters be willing to canoe for him while he stares at cryptids?
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Laszlo has NO idea what he's doing but he IS having fun and is incredibly curious about everything. He likes the plant-based nature hike with Berzelius a lot. He IS taking samples.
Uriah knows his way around a campsite but he's only helping put up the tent if you make him. Catch him basking in the autumn sun instead of going on a hike. If anyone would like to ditch afternoon activities to make out, he's your man. (He's also going to hit on Trudy and Harrison so... sorry about that.)
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