<div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">One house, 6 very different people, full fridge of alcohol, a game of Truth or Dare = A night you will never forget!</span></em><br/><br/>Truth or Dare [Interest] (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=128144.0)<br/>Truth or Dare [IC] (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=128362.0)<br/>Truth or Dare [OOC] (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=128357.0)<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">RULES:</span><br/></strong><br/><strong>Dares: </strong><em>Limit for dares are only person's Off's and gore/death. You can use the room, some other room if it is more appropriate, you can also use the outside (exhibitionism etc). You can use accessories like whip cream, your additional clothes (someone needs to swap their underwear with one of yours...) etc, but be reasonable. If you are unsure, check out with me first. <br/></em><br/><strong>Truth:</strong> <em>No limit to questions. Just as in real game. </em><br/><br/><em>Instead of waiting someone to answer Truth or Dare (which one they pick), we can create some different method. Either you can ask a person when he is online over PM's or we keep a list of what people would like to do next and we frequently update it. If you agree with that method, send me PM with your choice for the first answer (or more - even better) and I will make the list.<br/><br/>There is no backing away from dares. If there will be such a case, the rest of players will come up with a punishment. <br/><br/>Remember that if you drink alcohol (and you are encouraged to do so), your acting should be different from the usual. <br/><br/>When it's your turn to choose a person for a next dare or truth, use any dice either online or at home. I will post a number for our names, when we get our characters ready. </em><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">BACKGROUND:</span></strong><br/><br/>In the month of September, 6 people comes to the house, which is located near the campus, but is not owned by the campus. They do not know eachother, except two girls which are a couple. On September 1st, they arrive to the house with their luggage, all anticipating how do their roommates look like and more importantly, if they will get along with eachother. My character decides that it would be good to play a game of Truth or Dare the same day in the evening. During the day he goes shopping for some alcohol and makes sure roommates are gathered in living room 9pm sharp. For the ice-breaking, he pours a champagne to everyone, makes a toast and the night begins!<br/><br/>House is in two floors and includes a kitchen, living room,  2 bathrooms, 3 bedrooms (we each have a roommate - if you prefer who you wish to be with, let me know) and a front hall. It is relatively modern house, not a typical student's house filled with wortless things nor an expensive house. It is safe to assume, we are not the poorest, nor the richest people around. The area surrounding the house is quite lively, most of the neighbours are students just as well. If a dare brings you outside, feel free to make NPC's. <br/><br/><strong><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CHARACTERS:</span></strong><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Scribbles --&gt; Stacy Nakamura</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Stacy Nakamura<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br/><strong>Sexual orientation:</strong> Bisexual<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong> Full Time Student, Part Time Artist… and Rebel!<br/><strong>Background:</strong><br/>Following in the footsteps of her mother, mother’s mother and all the mothers who came before that, Stacy’s life has been a rigid ode to perfection since the day she was born. Each and every step she’s taken has been followed closely by careful grooming and direction, with the smallest signs of resistance - or even a fumble along her perfectly crafted road - met swiftly by a harsh punishment. Stacy wasn’t even permitted to fail socially, a fact which forced her to suffer doubly with each call the school made to her parents. This in turn only caused her to withdraw further from the other pupils, to the point where she wasn’t even noticeable enough to tease or harass anymore.<br/><br/>It was only once Stacy reached her later years that she emerged slightly from the bubble her parents had inadvertently forced her in. And while she remained mostly quiet and well-behaved, it was during this time that she gradually summoned the will to rebel. She started with small tokens of defiance, such as ripping off the tags on mattresses and pillows (no, really, she has hundreds of the things stashed inside a drawer), but quickly moved onto bigger acts with each passing day. Once she even bought a delicious tub of chocolate dessert, despite her family’s strong policy against junk food. Scandalous! She swiftly passed it on to the nearest child before hurriedly making her escape in a fit of maniacal giggles. Despite these noble efforts against her family however, Stacy knew she wasn’t gaining much ground.<br/><br/>It was during her seventeenth birthday that the catalyst for her biggest change would take place, an act of rebellion that she neither planned nor initiated. It started with the young teen simply standing and watching idly by while her guests mingled, focused on the sight of so many familiar faces and yet not one she’d deign to call “friend”. She hadn’t even noticed the approach of a young man until he’d wrapped his arms gently around her shoulders before softly whispering into her ear. He offered small comforts, sweet nothings and thrilling promises.<br/><br/>[Deleted, I tried to leave the sex scene lighthearted, since this is the public area, but decided I'm still uncomfortable putting it here]<br/><br/>It wasn’t until the next day that Stacy learned the name of her mysterious lover, who had teasingly dodged the question after their brief romp. He was the son of one of her dad’s associates, wealthy like the Nakamura family but unrestricted by the rules and traditions which plagued Stacy. The two continued to connect after the incident but the fire they felt on that one night never returned. Instead they became close friends, with Stacy picking up on some of his hobbies, such as art. She even had her back marked by a permanent tattoo, all thanks to her new friend’s urgings. It wasn’t a friendship that would last however as it didn’t take long before her dad’s associate had to leave the country, bringing his son with him.<br/><br/>Stacy has since sought to break free from her parents. A feat she finally achieved by convincing them to allow her to enlist in a foreign school. She took the time to find the most prestigious one she could before creating a compelling argument, with a long list of reasons, for the good it would do her. She also had to promise to drop her hobby in art before they finally agreed. A promise she broke the moment she landed, going so far as to buy clothes she believes artsy people would wear.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong><br/>Stacy tries to put on a strong front even if she can’t help but squeak and cringe inwardly at the slightest misdemeanour or nudging of a rule. The last year has taught her how to interact with others more confidently but she can still be intimidated, or enthralled, by those with presence or a touch of rebelliousness in them.<br/><br/><strong>Strict Off's:</strong><br/>My “Ons” and “Offs” can be found in my preferences but, to sum it up, the only elements I consider a NO-GO are excretions, “extreme” pain and excessive gore.<br/>Picture of a character:<br/><br/><strong>Which clothes they have on:</strong><br/>Stacy’s wearing a pair of sleek black combat boots along with a matching, pleated, skirt and a dark beret. Over her torso she’s wearing a comfy hot-pink tank top with the word Bitchy purposefully scrawled across the front.<br/><br/>(http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy103/TrashyMe/a8861216.jpg)<br/>(http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy103/TrashyMe/7ffa947b.jpg)<br/></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Phoenixrise --&gt; Derrick Cruthers</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvxz687wfd1r5rym1o1_500.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Derrick Cruthers  <br/><strong>Age:</strong> 21<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong> EMT<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong> Derrick is a country boy, born and bred on the family ranch in the hinterlands of Montana. Given the remote nature of their home, Derrick was home schooled with his three brothers and two sisters, all older. The lack of much outside socialization never bothered him any. He preferred the horses to people if he was to be completely honest. They didn't say nasty things behind your back, or pin everything on you because you were the baby and would get away with it.<br/><br/>Everything seemed wonderful, idyllic almost. The horses and cows flourished, the land was fertile, and the children were none the wise as slowly but surely the land that their parents owned was parsed down by developers who gave them no choice but to sell. It wasn't until he was sixteen that Derrick finally began to realize what was happening. By then, he was also able to realize that there was no fixing it. That didn't keep him from fighting until the bitter end in the only way he knew how.<br/><br/>For two years he focused his attention on the ranch. If they had to let a worker go because there wasn't the money to keep them, Derrick picked up the slack. Even that only helped for so long, and by the time he turned eighteen his parents were pressing him to give it up. To just let the ranch as it once had been go, and accept that what it had become, a small breeding stable. He never could accept it though.<br/><br/>At his parents urging, he went to school, got certified as an EMT. He spent some time near home, but it didn't feel right, being so close to what had once been with how different it had become. So he moved on, following work where it lead.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Derrick is a naturally calm, dedicated person, without a whole lot of social skills. Doing his job, or working with animals he can be extremely confident, but you take that focus away from him, and he's easily flustered. He's rarely the first to start a conversation, and doesn't always see the need to talk much, especially if there's nothing to be said. Having spent his younger years working or studying a good ninety percent of the time, he has a strong work ethic and hasn't quite figured out just yet how to relax and just have fun.<br/><br/><strong>Strict Off's:</strong> I only have two for the sake of this roleplay, assuming of course that we're not going to kill each other off. Those are full out rape, and anything that belongs in a toilet. <br/><br/><strong>Which clothes they have on:</strong> Derrick is wearing a dark green cotton long sleeved v-neck tee, and dark stonewashed jeans, and the glasses pictured above.</div></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Medo --&gt; Mike Reyes</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Mike Reyes<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 25<br/><strong>Sexual orientation:</strong> Gay<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong> Psychology student<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong> Mike's childhood was not particulary happy. Even though parents gave him the support he needed, they were not there for him for the most of the time. Both parents were educated and wanted Mike to get educated as well. Mike is a single child and he never had many friends. He preffered to stay on his own, being an introvert and he shared his deep secrets to no one. <br/>As a student, he is one of the top students. Occasionaly he gets lazy, though he makes sure to finish all the work in time. Professors adore him for he knows how to act appropriate and his underwear are never seen in public, so to speak. In his private life however, he is not such a gentle heart as people might think. He loves to have sex and he likes it rough. People even might call him slut.<br/>Currently Mike is doing his masters degree in Psychology. So far he lived in a student housing, still get partly financed by his parents. This summer he decided though, that this has to stop, so he found a room in an apartment where he will share a room with someone he has never met before. It was cheap enough to rent it for a while, till he finds a job to cover his expenses. <br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>  Mike is known to be one of the kindest people you will ever meet. He is kind, likes to help, loves to listen. If you would meet him at a party, he would be the one close to the wall, watching people, staying out of the center of attention. Different would be though, if he knew all the guests and he would feel like he needs to entertain people. Mike can appear to be like an open book but in reality he rarely speaks about his personal life. Mostly because he is afraid how people would accept the real him. He finds it hard to completely relax. The only time he actually is relaxed is when he drinks alcohol or when he is with those few people that knows him very well.<br/><br/><strong>Strict Off's:</strong> Blood, scat, extreme pain<br/><br/><strong>Which clothes they have on:</strong> White Calvin Klein briefs, Blue jeans, red t-shirt with a Bazinga written on, Silver ring and a police watch. <br/><br/><div align="center">(http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/5662/tumblrlutx3ao5rp1r6em1w.jpg)</div></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">AuroraWayland --&gt; Megan Wayland</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Megan Wayland<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 19<br/><strong>Sexual orientation: </strong> Lesbian<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong> Works at the local movie theater<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong> Megan was always a wild child. Ever since she could crawl she would test the boundaries of her surroundings. Growing up with 4 older brothers helped toughen her up to the ways of how men acted, and eventually inspired her liking of the fairer sex. <br/><br/>In high school Megan exceed in photography, music and film. When she wasn't in an out of the principles off, she was often found snapping photos of scenery or of people. After graduating college, Megan set off to New York and enrolled in New York Film Academy. <br/><br/>One cool fall day, Megan met a kindred spirit named Stacy. The two hit it off quickly, having much in common. What started out as an innocent friendship eventually became a love affair. It was only a matter of time before the two of them decided to move in together. Having little money however, they decided to rent out a room in a luscious apartment in New York City. <br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> Spunky and a bit crass, Megan isn't one to beat around the bush. She speaks her mind and isn't afraid of what others think about her. She enjoys going out to parties, and of course spending time with her girlfriend. <br/><br/><strong>Strict Off's:</strong> No permanent maiming or death.<br/><br/><strong>Which clothes they have on:</strong> Megan is wearing a tight blank tank top, black bra (32B), torn blue jeans, a leopard print thong, green knee high socks, and pink Chuck Taylor Converse shoes.<br/><br/><div align="center">(http://i1010.photobucket.com/albums/af228/IMPERIALDRAMON_FUTURE_MODE/76k775k7.jpg)</div></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">AribethAmkiir --&gt; Ariel Finnegan</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name</strong>: Ariel Finnegan<br/><strong>Age</strong> 21<br/><strong>Occupation/Major</strong>  Full-time Pre-Med student, weekend clerk at a local clothing store.<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation</strong> Heterosexual<br/><br/><strong>Background</strong>   Born in Fort Collins, Colorado, Ariel is the only child to Dr. Sean and his wife Christi Finnegan.  From an early age, Ariel has been an outgoing and bright individual.  From the age of ten years old on, she attended private schools where she excelled both socially and scholastically.  She received a gold cord upon graduation and graduated third in her high school class of three hundred.  After graduation she decided she would attend a prestigious school in New York where she received a full scholastic scholarship.  Now a Senior and scheduled to graduate from college in the summer, Ariel had to scramble to find a new living arrangement after her dorm room flooded due to a faulty sprinkler system.  <br/><br/><strong>Personality</strong> Ariel is an extremely outgoing and intelligent young woman.  Despite the typically demanding class load, she seldom has to study, learning and retaining material very quickly.  She is typically overtly flirtatious with men and is friendly with women.  Confident in herself, she isn't afraid to speak her mind or push her boundaries.  Admittedly a bit of a klutz, she still manages to move with a level of grace expected from someone of her upbringing.<br/><br/><strong>Strict Offs</strong> Anything belonging in a toilet, torture, extreme pain, and death.  See O/O sheet for further details.<br/><br/><strong>Clothing</strong> White blouse, white undershirt, hip-huger jeans, baby blue bra and low cut panties, white socks, Nike tennis.<br/><br/><div align="center">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/2008-redhead-curls.jpg)<br/></div></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Westal --&gt; Marc Decker</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name</strong>: Marc Decker<br/><br/><strong>Age</strong>: 22<br/><br/><strong>Sexual orientation: </strong>Straight<br/><br/><strong>Occupation</strong>: T.A. at University / Part Time Marketing Assistant for local medium sized advertising company<br/><br/><strong>Background</strong>: After graduating from the University, Marc's job prospects had evaporated, at least compared to how they seemed upon starting his education. Half a decade ago, when he began his quest to double major in Advertising and Business, the economy was booming and there were marketing jobs galore. Before, he did not expect to settle for anything less than a gig at a television ad company, or a big time print media firm. Now it was all he could do to help a professor (not even his favorite one, who had retired two years previously) from the University he thought he got away from teach other students how to graduate with a degree that wouldn't employ them.<br/><br/>He only recently (and finally) landed a part time job as an underpaid marketing assistant. He was underutilized, underpaid, and overworked, though he kept these thoughts to himself. He wasn't a complainer by nature, and found himself thankful to be making rent, even if it meant sharing a house, nice as it was.<br/><br/><strong>Personality</strong>: Though sarcastic by nature, Marc is fun-loving and loves to laugh at jokes as much as he does making them himself. He never judges people out of hand, though his friends back home knew him to be an oddly good judge of character (especially when no one believed him until the person in question turned their true colors). He loves to indulge in the finer things in life, always planning a good lifestyle for himself. He does what he can to simulate that on a lower budget, with mid-range whiskey and the occasional night of weed, though he's had to knock it down a bit since his being hired at the University.<br/><br/><strong>Strict Off's:</strong> pain outside the passionate kind. <br/><br/><strong>What clothes they have on:</strong> While Marc likes to dress nice, he's almost never in full-form except when at his marketing job. His tie is almost always half-undone (around his forehead when he's drunk). Upon entering the house, he has on a grey suit and pinstripe shirt and grey tie, all of which have been loosened for his drive home.<br/><br/><div align="center">(http://pics.plentyoffish.com/dating/80/31/tvady155kh_132595482-2.jpg)</div></div></div><br/>NUMBERS OF EACH INDIVIDUAL (when you are rolling the dice)<br/><br/>1. Scribbles --> Stacy Nakamura<br/>2. Phoenixrise --> Derrick Cruthers<strong>[DARE]</strong><br/>3. Medo --> Mike Reyes<strong>[DARE]</strong><br/>4. AuroraWayland --> Megan Wayland<strong>[TRUTH]</strong><br/>5. AribethAmkiir --> Ariel Finnegan<strong>[TRUTH]</strong><br/>6. Westal --> Marc Decker<strong>[DARE]</strong><br/><br/>One option for dice: Online Dice (http://www.arcess.com/dice/dice.htm)