[Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake
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				Title: <strong>[Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xurtan</strong> on <strong>01-04-2022, 07:31:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size">Camp Runamuk<br>Sweetwater Lake</span></strong></div><br><div align="center">(https://www.denverpost.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/07/summer-lake-photo.jpg) (https://dmn-dallas-news-prod.cdn.arcpublishing.com/resizer/WOx3_qMQbiY7nBe-KkOsU12pwsU=/1660x934/smart/filters:no_upscale()/arc-anglerfish-arc2-prod-dmn.s3.amazonaws.com/public/XOHWZMYEOMP3NNFTMMCUWWAIHU.jpg) (https://i.ytimg.com/vi/_8RU-q0oo-A/maxresdefault.jpg)</div><br><div align="center"><hr>Not far from the camp is Lake Sweetwater; all you have to do is follow any of the rivers river and you're sure to end up at it. Much of the land surrounding the lake was private property until it was acquired by the government, now part of the national forest itself. Camp Runamuk is one of the few collections of buildings remaining near it, and campers can expect plenty of fun in the sun and in the water. Rumors of things in the lake are strictly exaggerated. Several rivers feed into the lake, often utilized for rafting, canoeing, and even white water rafting.<br><hr></div><br><div align="center"><strong>GM Announcements (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341209.msg16151117#msg16151117)<br>Character Sheets (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16144921#msg16144921)<br>OOC Chat (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341011.msg16144918#msg16144918)<br>Sporting Yard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341078.msg16146870#msg16146870)<br>Performance Center (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341080.msg16146899#msg16146899)<br>Arts &amp; Crafts Hall (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341081.msg16146941#msg16146941)<br>Science Building (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341084.msg16147012#msg16147012)<br>Sweetwater Lake (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341117.msg16148075#msg16148075)<br>Gardens (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341118.msg16148093#msg16148093)<br>Cabins (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341119.msg16148106#msg16148106)<br>Dining Hall (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341130.msg16148627#msg16148627)<br>Deep Woods (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341131.msg16148641#msg16148641)<br>Administrative Offices (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341133.msg16148771#msg16148771)<br>Surrounding Woods (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341183.msg16150460#msg16150460)<br>Mountain Trails (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341188.msg16150578#msg16150578)</strong></div><br><hr><br><div class="codeheader">Code: (Header) <a href="#" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=200 padding=3]Stuffy Picture[/img] [img height=200 padding=3]Human Picture[/img][/floatleft]<br>[b]Character Name:[/b] [i][url=https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=326182.0]Name[/url][/i]<br>[b]Wearing:[/b] [i](Optional) What is your character wearing, or 'as pictured?'[/i]<br>[b]Time:[/b] [i]Time; Morning/Afternoon/Night[/i]<br>[b]Location:[/b] [i]Locationl[/i]<br>[b]Tagging | Mentioning:[/b] [i]Tagging[/i]<br>[hr]</code></pre>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xurtan</strong> on <strong>14-04-2022, 04:30:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/367683602978177038/956956079558897685/BarnOwlPlushie.jpg) (https://i.imgur.com/y65EY7V.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Edgar "Apple" Appleton &amp; Mr. Owl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16145796#msg16145796)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>Black sneakers, white socks, blue bell-bottom jeans, tie-dyed t-shirt, brown vest with beads</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Incoming: Liam, Danica, Devina | OPEN </em><br><hr><br>It wasn't exactly a secret that Edgar was planning to sneak off to the orchard for a little smoke sesh. None of the campers had been here long, but it had been a <em>wild</em> few days, man. He needed a chance to unwind. It was after light's out, and he'd invited a few of the cool cats who had seemed like they'd be interested in comin' along. Not all of them would he figured, but that's pretty chill too. He'd snagged a flashlight, and Mr. Owl hooted quietly from the air as Apple walked south from the cabins and towards the orchard, pressed up against the lake. He'd seen the place earlier and been enthralled, a few nice big rocks to lounge on, the view and sound of the lake, and if they wanted snacks? Nature provides!<br><br>He'd even brought a little radio along, figuring as long as they keep it quiet it'll all be good. None of the administration buildings were nearby, after all. Grinning to himself and just enjoying the night breeze, the beads on his vest click as he arrives at the spot he'd drawn a little 'map' to, in order to tell people where to show up. So for now he wedges the flashlight into the rock pointing upward, and flops backwards to stare up at the shadows it makes in the trees, watching as the branches sway. <br><br>He'll at least give people time to show up, he figures, then they can break into his stash. Mr. Owl alights on one of the branches, keeping lookout. They had a pre-arranged signal just in case the stuffed animal saw anyone they didn't want catching on to them. Three hoots for the fuzz, two hoots for a camp counselor, just one for any of the campers. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xurtan</strong> on <strong>16-04-2022, 22:28:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8kfEsxT.png) (https://i.imgur.com/GgEjY0I.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Liam O'Hara and <strong>Balor</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146551#msg16146551)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>As pictured + jeans and a pale blue nail polish</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th; 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Edgar | </em><br><hr><br>Liam wasn't really sure how to take being invited to an 'epic smoke sesh' by Edgar. It isn't like he's ever smoked before. But he's also not really had <em>friends</em> before, and this is the sort of thing friends do together, isn't it? Besides, it's practically a prerequisite for being a musician as far as he's concerned. <br><br>Balor is less than impressed, admittedly. He'd half considered leaving the cat behind when he snuck out, but Balor wouldn't hear of it. Evidently if he's going to be 'reckless and stupid', Balor 'wants to be there to watch'. Rolling his eyes, Liam just thinks the cat is worried. What's there to be worried about? It's... only dark, and he's meeting someone he doesn't know all that well. But Edgar is practically a hippie, he's not going to chop Liam up into itty bitty pieces and hide his body in the woods. Right?<br><br>"...Didn't druids offer blood sacrifices?" he asks, and then flinches and looks around at the sound of his voice. From his pack, Balor sighs. <strong>"Idiot,"</strong> comes the muffled voice, and Liam can't even chastise him. It's not lights out yet, but he really probably shouldn't be getting caught smoking weed. It hadn't stopped him from bringing his guitar, at least. <br><br>Either way he musters his courage, deciding that no one is going to keep <em>him</em> from doing what he wants to do and approaches where Edgar had said to meet. Which of course is deep in the orchard, next to the lake. It's mildly creepy, frankly, but also... sort of neat. He hasn't spent much time in nature like this, and just breathing in all the scents starts to relax him.<br><br>So much so that it's easy to spot Edgar and then simply walk up to him, raising a hand in greeting. "Hey," Liam says, glancing around. "Guess I'm first here. Who all else is coming, any idea?" Should he mention he hasn't smoked before? Would that be too lame? He's not sure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>17-04-2022, 01:14:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.squishable.com/mm5/graphics/00000001/4/mini_squish_baphomet_7.jpg) (https://64.media.tumblr.com/19926b49029f0aeb303b997c942b5d2f/ecc85b0bf7a063d4-0a/s250x400/bd8772a7a2d9e628935d78cb610b7a78bd5d2fa4.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Devina Belladonna Boulay (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16147811#msg16147811)/Baphomet</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>Small backpack purse, brightly colored sneakers, Black tights, black jean shorts, white t-shirt, Leather jacket (like this only with BRIGHT as sneakers.) (https://lookbook.nu/look/5054052-Wasteland-Shorts-Tee-Sneakers-Just-What-You-Need)</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em> Edgar, Liam, incoming Danica</em><br><hr><br>Devina was beyond surprised when Edgar invited her to smoke with him. In truth, she’d been surprised that he’d noticed her at all, but to ask her out?! Devina was beyond excited and terrified when the words passed by his lips. And of course, before she could stop herself, Devin had agreed to meet him. Giddy and mortified she hurried away and back to the girl's cabin to change. And release Baphomet from the death grip she’d had on him the whole way back. “BAH…don’t you know I need to breath!” He huffed and rolled out on her bed. “I’m sorry I just…I mean…he…” she stumbled over her words for a long moment before simply giving up. Baphomet tried time and time again to get her to speak, but Devina was too focused on what would come next.<br><br>Eventually, Devina gathered the courage and gusto to leave the girl's cabin behind, with Baphomet in tow of course. His soft form held gently in her arms as Devina made her way to the orchard. Opting for the sneakers, her stepmother had snuck in her bag proved somewhat helpful. As Devina was not looking forward to walking on uneven ground in the dark. Nope, she was a big enough klutz during the daytime. Though she was sure someone could see her arriving a mile away with how brightly colored these sneakers were. It seemed her stepmother figured that getting something so totally opposite to her style would prove to change her in some dramatic way.<br><br>Carefully Devina made her way through the trees, a soft hoot from an owl surprising her a bit. She gasped to turn and fined Edger and Liam off in the distance. She paused and blinked, why would Liam be there if this was a date? She thought for a moment, going back over Edger’s words. He’d invited her to a smoke session in the orchard. But what was this? Was it some sort of prank in the making, or something much darker? Devina swallowed deeply before stepping forward. She had to give Edgar the benefit of a doubt right? He seemed like a nice guy, but maybe she just misunderstood. That realization caused her shoulders to slump a bit. <br><br>That had to be it; she’d misunderstood the whole situation. This was not a date, but a group thing…or so she hoped. “Umm, hey,” the simple greeting slipped past her lips. “Glad I’m not late, or early or yeah.” She stumbled over her words and managed a sheepish smile. Baphomet looks about and sees they are alone before he speaks up, “So what’s this smoke we are having in session?” He asked curious as all get out it seemed, “Baphomet, don’t be rude.” She fussed at him, “I am not rude, I am upfront and bold, is a much different thing.” He corrected Devina. Which only proved to bring forth a short groan and an apologetic look from her. “He is excited about tasting what he has heard referred to as the devil’s lettuce.” She half laughed as she stood there fidgeting from one foot to the other. It felt strange to be so low to the ground. She missed her boots already!
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Envious</strong> on <strong>19-04-2022, 23:30:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eGp9EM9.jpg) (https://i.imgur.com/0TqlRxT.jpg?1)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Dani Kumar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16145277#msg16145277)</em> | <strong>Dani</strong> | <strong>Kraken</strong> <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>French braid pigtails, brown hiking boots, jeans, red hoodie</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Clearing</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Edgar, Liam, Devina</em><br><hr><strong> </strong><br><br>Another late night! Dani was tired, but she and Edgar had taken to each other on day 1, so when he invited her out for a secret smoke session, she agreed without hesitation. She would have picked him dead last for any sporting event, but his easy-going personality and carefree giggles were a welcome addition to any social gathering. She hummed loudly as she wandered through the woods. She had been on the golf course and decided to take a "shortcut" by going through the trees, but she was starting to wonder if it had been a bad idea. She couldn't possibly get lost, right? She just needed to keep walking until she hit the trail or until she hit the water. Still, she felt as if she should have been there by now. Her humming turned into soft singing.<br><br><strong>"Straaangers. Waaaiting! Up and down the bouuuuulevaaaaard."</strong> Her voice was low and husky as she sung and her thoughts wandered to Kraken. She had never smoked weed before, but Edgar had assured her that it would be totally rad and Dani believed him. Kraken did not, but he hung silently on her bag without judgement. She waved her flashlight back and forth in rhythm to her song.<br><br><strong>"Their shaaaaaaaadows seaaaaaaaaarching in the niiiiiiiiiiiight!"</strong> Leaves crunching underfoot, sticks snapping in half, and <em>Don't Stop Believin'</em> being belt out a little louder with each line announced Dani's arrival before she ever saw the group. By the time she made it to the meeting spot, she was jamming out. She smiled brightly, waving her flashlight in excitement.<br><br><strong>"Found you hiding somewhere in the niiiight!"</strong> she sang playfully, ending her impromptu karaoke session by jumping over a large fallen branch and out to where Edgar, Liam, and Devina were.<br><br><strong>"I wasn't sure I'd make it! Of if that was really a shortcut. I sure am glad I found you guys! Kraken was starting to get worried."</strong> Kraken was silent as Dani joined the trio. <strong>"I'm stoked. Thanks for the invite, Edgar!"</strong> She turned to Liam and Devina. <strong>"He said this would be a lot of fun and I couldn't pass the offer up,"</strong> she explained with a smile before looking around. <strong>"Are those peaches? Yum!"</strong> As quick as she came, she wandered off to reach for a peach. She gave it a gentle squeeze. Too hard. Too hard. Too hard. Closer... Just right! She plucked it from the branch, continuing her chatter. Her munchie state was ever-present. <strong>"Is anyone else coming? I didn't know who else would be here, but I can't say I'm surprised by the company."</strong> If that was supposed to mean something, she didn't elaborate. <strong>"Maybe we can all go for a swim, too! I love looking out at the water. And there are so many stars in the sky!"</strong> She breathed a grateful sigh, finally falling silent in her verbal onslaught. <br><br><strong>"So you gunna show me what to do? I can't say I've practiced such delinquent behavior before!"</strong> she said teasingly, taking a bite of the peach. She licked its sweet juice off of her lips. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>20-04-2022, 03:15:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AbL9djv.png) (https://i.imgur.com/IPIXXJ4.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Elle "Ellie" Greene | Mr. Pringles (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146281#msg16146281)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>As pictured: Faux leather jacket, black undershirt, black leggings, tote bag, basic sneakers and socks.</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9 pmish</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em> Edgar, Liam, Devina, Danica, Thorne(Incoming) |Robin, Felix</em><br><hr>What a crazy last couple of days. At first she’d turned Edgar down when he came to her with this kind of invitation, but after yesterday she was starting to think a little walk among the stars would be an excellent way to help her decompress. After all, it wasn’t like she had any real responsibilities to worry about for a couple of weeks, right? She was on leave from her part time job, and she didn’t have any of her siblings to worry about. So it wasn’t like she needed to be alert or aware for any real reason. So this was the perfect chance for her to get a little taste of what it was like to be her mom. <br><br>“Not like you.” A garbled voice hissed at her from her tote bag. Ellie rolled her eyes, more than well aware of that. “What if I don’t wanna be me anymore?” She posed rhetorically, and the stuffed xenomorph hissed back at her in a way that gave her chills. It was just <i>too cool</i>. He sounded exactly like he was from one of the movies. “I protect Elle only.” He huffs, still clearly displeased with this whole arrangement. “I never asked you to protect me in the first place.” The redhead bit back, and the xenomorph fell begrudgingly silent as another’s voice sang through the trees. <br><br>Ellie couldn’t help but smirk, recognizing the sound of Danica’s antics. “Well, at least we already know someone fun is there.” She remarked as Mr. Pringles slithered his way back into the overstuffed tote bag. Ellie yoinked quite a few snacks and water bottles from the mess hall, much to his chagrin. It was making his little hovel all the more cramped. Of course, ever the worry wart, she prepared more than just food. There was a small first aid kid that was always present in the tote bag, as well as a bottle of tylenol. If she was back home she’d have a bottle of kid’s ibuprofen and tylenol with her too – but then again she wouldn’t be here, would she? <br><br>“DON’T STOP.” Ellie’s voice rang as she jumped through the tree line, jazz fingers wiggling out beside her. “BELIEVING!” She wasn’t exactly the greatest singer either, but she could at least hold a tone. “Hooold on to the feeeeeeeeeeliiing!” She was also perfectly aware that she was singing the lyrics out of order, but well, she had forgotten what came after Dani’s set either way. She just wanted to be part of the fun, and that was probably why she danced her way to the rest of the party. Then finished with a big ol grin. “Hey guys, sorry if I’m late.” She laughed, mostly at herself, and settled in beside Danica in particular. “I had to wait for the perfect moment to make my entrance.” She teased, knowing she rode in on Dani’s tailcoats.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Layne Spooks</strong> on <strong>20-04-2022, 05:35:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6e/bf/c3/6ebfc36b81fb40f6459bc61db97bc405.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ce/6d/20/ce6d20cab3b2af6c5ef3ccd466eb2c8d.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>John-James "Thorne" Puckett and Sad Kitty (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146248#msg16146248)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>Definitely Fit for Camping Attire 2.0 (https://64.media.tumblr.com/09de33cec1cf80aaebda4631738ac74d/22541b4620bfeaa4-0a/s2048x3072/f9a8ccc665cc30bba93282c87dffe33c0c068d44.pnj) + Handbag (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/48/5d/83/485d83032654ec8c826d0b76ae62b11d.jpg) and Today's Make-up Look (https://64.media.tumblr.com/62acd29de4a60f069459297dadc65138/22541b4620bfeaa4-7f/s2048x3072/d6aad4601dd7dd42080b4140cc5ede5a66548280.pnj)</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Clearing</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Dani, Devina, Edgar, Elle, Liam</em><br><hr><br>"Are we going to a party?" Sad Kitty asked from their place peeking out of the bag Thorne wore at his side. As always the stuffed animal's voice was quiet, though at the moment it carried a note of excitement as well. "Is it gonna be fun?" A pause and a shudder. "Scary?" As usual, Thorne hadn't meant to bring Sad Kitty along with him, but as usual the cat had pouted and Thorne had relented. Whatever at least he wasn't the only one carrying a stuffed animal around. "Shouldn't be scary. If you get scared just let me know," he replied, looking down at Sad Kitty with a smile that only they ever got to see. "I'll find an excuse to leave."<br><br>Though he refused to let it show, Thorne was also a bit nervous. He wasn't invited to things. If anything, he occasionally crashed things. Not only that but he had never actually smoked pot before. Not that he was going to admit either of those things to anyone. He had a reputation to uphold, after all. He was going. Assuming, of course, the stupid uneven ground and stupid tree roots and his stupid boots didn't join forces to kill him on his way there. Momentarily, Thorne wished his current foster placement had thought to get him appropriate footwear before they dumped him at this backwater camp, but that was a fleeting thought. He wouldn't have worn them anyway. <br><br>The hoot given at their entrance had Thorne moving reflexively to guard Sad Kitty, who for their part hid almost instantly in Thorne's bag. Almost as quickly as he had startled, Thorne straightened and his mask of confidence returned. "We expecting anyone else to join in? Or is the..." he looked around the gathered campers, his gaze lingering on Elle and Liam before he continued, tone now laced with the barest hint of sarcasm. "Party all here?" As Thorne spoke, Sad Kitty would peek out of the bag just enough to see the other campers and their companions, watching them curiously. If any met their eye, Sad Kitty would hide once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xurtan</strong> on <strong>20-04-2022, 21:31:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/367683602978177038/956956079558897685/BarnOwlPlushie.jpg) (https://i.imgur.com/y65EY7V.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Edgar "Apple" Appleton &amp; Mr. Owl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16145796#msg16145796)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>Black sneakers, white socks, blue bell-bottom jeans, tie-dyed t-shirt, brown vest with beads</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Liam, Devina, Danica, Elle, Thorne | OPEN </em><br><hr><br>Liam was first, which seems unsurprising somehow. He'd half figured him as the type. "Hey brah," Edgar says. "Pull up a piece of rock and chill. I invited a few people, dunno who all will show though." The hippie gives Liam a thumbs up and a grin, gesturing at the trees. "Help yourself to nature's bounty." <br><br>It isn't long before Devina shows, and Edgar's grin widens. "Heyy, chickadee. Welcome to the party." He blinks at Baphomet's directness, but merely laughs it off, holding out a fist for the stuffed animal to bump in greeting if he wants. "Only the finest from Colorado, my curious cats. You won't believe the strain I got, it's called Northern Lights. It's <em>amazing</em>." Edgar's expression goes dreamy as he flops back against the rock, sighing. "Perfectly relaxing, and a sweet euphoria to go with it. You'll love it. We're just waitin' on a couple more." <br><br>He nods at Devina's explanation, grinning. "Good! I hope everyone is excited, that's a great attitude to have. Have either of you smoked before?" Edgar asks, glancing between Devina and Liam. He doesn't get an answer to his question before Dani's singing is heard, and Edgar is humming along even as she arrives. "Journey, nice!" he compliments. "Glad you could make it, and no worries little dude!" Edgar adds, directing it towards Kraken. "Just a couple more, if they show up." Edgar shrugs, completely nonchalant. If they come, great. If they don't, great. Either way they'll have fun.<br><br>"You any good with that thing?" Edgar asks, gesturing at Liam's guitar. "I brought a radio, but hey if you can play that's totally cool." He's seen the other boy tinkering with it off and on of course, but hasn't really had time to hear him. The thought of going for a swim gets Edgar to sit up, glancing at the water. "Yo," he drawls. "That is an <em>amazing</em> idea. We can skinny dip!" Edgar all but chirps, obviously thrilled at the thought. "What's better than getting high and exploring nature as it was intended?" Naked, that is. <br><br>Elle joins them not long after, breaking in on Dani's entrance. Edgar offers some applause, seemingly meaning it genuine. "Love the energy you're all bringing, guys. This is gonna be epic!" Thorne breaks in even as he's mentioning it, and Edgar waves eagerly. "We're all here then! Awesome! So glad you all came." He dives for his pack, opening it. "So I don't know who all is new to this, but I came prepared. We got munchies around us, and... Drumroll, please," Edgar says, staring until someone fakes one. When he's content he ups his pack and out spill various candy, chips, cookies, and all manner of junk food--plus a few healthy snacks, too!--as well as some soda and bottles of water. "Munchies here, too! Everyone at least take a bottle of water, you want to be hydrated before you smoke," he instructs.<br><br>From his vest he pulls a baggie with pre-rolled joints. They're surprisingly--or perhaps not so much--well rolled. Pulling one out of the baggie he zips it with his teeth even as he's patting himself down for his lighter, pulling it out with an "Ah-ha!". It sparks to light easily enough, and he lights the end carefully. "You're gonna wanna take a smaller hit if it's your first time, just take a bit of an inhale, keep the smoke in your lungs a sec, then breathe out, okay? You won't feel the effect immediately, but within a few minutes, <em>wow</em>." Throughout this Edgar is grinning and looking at everyone around him, and just to show how it's done he brings the lit joint to his lips, takes a draw, holds the smoke, and then exhales slowly. "Just like that. Don't be scared if you cough, it's still like, smoke, y'know? So go slow! I'm here for you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Envious</strong> on <strong>20-04-2022, 22:39:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eGp9EM9.jpg) (https://i.imgur.com/0TqlRxT.jpg?1)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Dani Kumar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16145277#msg16145277)</em> | <strong>Dani</strong> | <strong>Kraken</strong> <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>French braid pigtails, brown hiking boots, jeans, red hoodie</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Clearing</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Edgar, Liam, Devina, Ellie, Thorne</em><br><hr><strong> </strong><br><br>With a laugh, Dani leaned in and nudged Ellie playfully with her shoulder. <strong>"Nice! And here I thought you'd be shy,"</strong> she teased, taking another bite out of the peach. When Thorne joined the group, Dani caught the tone. With less mirth than Elle received, she gave him a look that started at his pink shoes and went up to his eyes. It was a measuring stare that dripped judgement over the rebel's choice of attire. It was wrong. It was tacky. It was unconventionally sexy and she hated to think it. A man in makeup? Liam with his nail polish? Ugh! There were so many - her brain froze, unsure of what to call it - effeminate boys here and it was something she was entirely unused to in her bro versus bro world of toxic masculinity. It made her uncomfortable and snarky and crave spaces next to them. She didn't budge an inch.<br><br><strong>"Now that you're here."</strong> It was definitely a frosty welcome in comparison to others, but not unkind. She keeps his gaze for as long as he'll let her as Edgar chatters away happily before finally perking back up with enthusiasm over skinny dipping.<br><br><strong>"Nice try, <em>my dude</em>,"</strong> she said with a wide smile, <strong>"but you won't be getting any tits out from me!"</strong> Her bra and panties would be staying on the entire time, thank-you-very-much! As he requested the drum roll, Dani is one of the people to happily oblige as he revealed his snacks. Her excitement was rising! She listened as Edgar explained and demonstrated what to do and she was surprised by his guidance in how to properly obtain her first high for a first timer. His patient support was a stark contrast to the barked orders of coaches, but not unwelcome. He'd probably make a good teacher if he was allowed to be stoned while doing it. When he offers up Earth's bounty for an inhale, she's the first to jump at the chance. It might not have been a competition, but she was happy to treat it as such. She reaches for Edgar's already-lit joint rather than lighting her own to give it a try!<br><br>Dani was a lot of hot air, so knowing what a <em>bit of an inhale</em> felt like was foreign to the swimmer. She always went big! She started out slow, sucking in the smoke and watching the tip of the joint smolder. It took a moment, but she was soon feeling the burn. It was dry. It was uncomfortable. She had every intention of drawing in a deep breath, but she was stopped prematurely by the tickle in the back of her throat. She turned her head into the crook of her elbow to cough and a small cloud of smoke escaped. Hot damn that burned! She felt like it was choking her from the inside out. She gasped for breath and then coughed again, a deep hacking movement that made her belly hurt.<br><br><strong>"Jesus Christ!"</strong> she wheezed out, looking up at Edgar with incredulous eyes. <strong>"You made it look so easy!"</strong> she said before coughing again. She handed the blunt back (or off to someone else) and scooped up a water bottle. It did nothing to satisfy her dry lungs, but she chugged anyway. If she were embarrassed by her performance, it didn't show. The jock still smiled between increasingly smaller coughs. <strong>"It's just like the first time I tried alcohol. The way I saw my parents put it away I thought it would taste different and boy was I wrong!"</strong> They drank vodka like it was water, but vodka did <em>NOT</em> taste anything like water. Her mom and dad had never spluttered, choked, or coughed, though. They were far too classy for that sort of behavior. Honestly, it never even seemed like they had been drunk no matter how much they drank; they had always remained polite and in control of their senses during their dinner parties. To Dani's credit, she certainly still felt in control - at least she had inherited that ability! Despite Edgar's acknowledgement that the effects would take a few minutes, she was already assuming she must be one of the people who were immune to the effects of the stuff. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xurtan</strong> on <strong>21-04-2022, 09:19:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8kfEsxT.png) (https://i.imgur.com/GgEjY0I.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Liam O'Hara and <strong>Balor</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146551#msg16146551)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>As pictured + jeans and a pale blue nail polish</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th; 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Edgar, Devina, Dani, Elle, Thorne | </em><br><hr><br>Doing as requested Liam 'pulls up a rock', making himself comfortable. The trees get a glance, but he figures he'll wait until a bit later, if at all. He'd rather not be sticky with fruit juice if he's going to end up playing his guitar. He's heard music is fantastic on pot; it's one of the things he's most curious about.<br><br>Considering they're on their own out here, Liam doesn't mind playing around a bit. He's curious if he can spot people approaching before they're in view of the light, and now is a good time to test one of his powers. Between one blink and the next Liam's eyes gleam, cat-like. He's still getting used to pulling on the powers gifted to him, flinching slightly as his vision loses some sharpness and goes black and white. Despite that he can see so much <em>more</em> in the dark, and he looks around with some fascination. Even the shadows are different, he thinks.<br><br>He realizes Devina is waiting off in the trees, and lifts a hand in greeting. He doesn't know her--or anyone, really--particularly well, but it doesn't hurt to be friendly. She's sort of weird, but then, so is he, right? So he's not one to judge. She seems almost as awkward as he normally is, Liam notes. It at least has him wanting to make her feel welcome. He doesn't get the chance before Baphomet speaks, and Balor pokes his head out curiously. Huffing, the cat pushes out of the pack to tumble down gracefully onto the rock. Several of the cats eyes focus on the other stuffed animal, seemingly inspecting--and judging--it before deciding the other's presence is tolerable. <br><br><strong>"Marijuana,"</strong> Balor corrects almost absently, 'licking' a paw insomuch as a stuffed animal can lick anything. <strong>"It's a plant that when burned and ingested conveys a euphoric high, in some."</strong> Liam and Balor both seem slightly confused at Baphomet wanting to taste it himself, exchanging a look. Liam shrugs, figuring there's no reason a stuffed animal <em>couldn't</em>. They seem to breathe in some way, after all, so... His thoughts trail off as Dani's singing is heard. Her, at least, he hears before he sees even <em>with</em> the cat vision going. <br><br>Grinning slightly he jumps into some of the cords for the song, playing along on his guitar as he nods to Edgar's question of whether he's any good. For his age he's <em>quite</em> good, all told. He still messes up a note slightly and winces, though. Clearly, he's not quite at a professional level yet. He's trying though, and spends more time than he really should practicing. Dani's suggestion of swimming has Liam looking out at the lake. Maybe he'd be bothered by the idea if he couldn't see it as well as he does now, but as it is it sounds a little exciting.<br><br>He ends up coughing a bit at Edgar's suggestion of skinny dipping though, glancing around at the four of them somewhat awkwardly as his cheeks heat just thinking about it. He's not the type to chicken out if other people end up going for it, but isn't sure he's inclined to push for it, either. He can't deny it has <em>some</em> appeal; what teenage boy wouldn't want to go swimming naked with some attractive people? He's not exactly used to <em>being</em> naked around attractive people, though. "I will if you will," he ends up blurting out, glancing at Edgar with a nervous grin. He almost immediately curses himself for doing so; <em>why</em> can't he keep his big mouth shut?! He's grateful when Elle breaks in, and somewhat equally relieved and disappointed Dani seems disinclined.&nbsp; <br><br>He jumps at Elle's arrival, regardless, not having seen her despite the cat eyes because he'd been too busy glancing at the ground and trying not to imagine Devina, Dani, or Edgar without clothing. Thorne shows up soon after, and Edgar announcing he's the last of the lot has Liam breathing out a breath somewhat anxiously. That means it's time to smoke, and he's... excited, nervous. Curious. He grabs a water bottle, shoving it between his legs for the moment as he watches Edgar demonstrate. <br><br>Dani is first in line, and the way she almost immediately coughs doesn't give Liam much hope. Still, he swallows the last of his reservations and accepts the blunt from her. Liam, at least, is content to take it slow his first time instead of jumping in. He draws slowly and holds the smoke for as long as he can, <em>feeling</em> it burn and... Nope, an instant later he's coughing. He took a much smaller draw so he's at least not hacking out a lung, but his eyes still water. Passing the joint to whoever wants it next, he nods and grins at Dani, as if impressed she'd gone first regardless of her wheezing. <br><br>With a blink, Liam's eyes return to normal. Though he can't see as far he definitely prefers being able to see <em>color</em>, and with no one else coming along he's content to stick to this field of vision. "So uh," he begins, trying to think of a topic to get people talking as the joint is passed around. Glancing at Edgar's 'provisions', he grins slightly. "Favorite snack food?" Liam shrugs and his grin goes a little awkward, aware it's kind of a dorky question but he doesn't know how to do this kind of thing, okay?! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>21-04-2022, 18:17:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.squishable.com/mm5/graphics/00000001/4/mini_squish_baphomet_7.jpg) (https://64.media.tumblr.com/19926b49029f0aeb303b997c942b5d2f/ecc85b0bf7a063d4-0a/s250x400/bd8772a7a2d9e628935d78cb610b7a78bd5d2fa4.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Devina Belladonna Boulay (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16147811#msg16147811)/Baphomet</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>Small backpack purse, brightly colored sneakers, Black tights, black jean shorts, white t-shirt, Leather jacket (like this only with BRIGHT as sneakers.) (https://lookbook.nu/look/5054052-Wasteland-Shorts-Tee-Sneakers-Just-What-You-Need)</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em> Edgar, Liam, incoming Danica</em><br><hr><br>Devina smiled as Edgar called her chickadee, and Baphomet looked at him as if he were a strange alien. He looked to the fist and then back up a few times before placing the small stuffed hoof on Edgar’s hand. Devina bit down on her lower lip to stifle the laugh that wished to break free. Of course, she failed, and a soft giggle slipped free as she watched the interaction. “Northern lights, I think I’ve heard of that strain before. Never seen it before, though.” Devina spoke as if she knew a great deal about weed. But in truth, she barely knew anything at all.<br><br>It wasn’t legal in NC, so she’d never had a chance to try it. Well, that wasn’t true, she’d never been brave enough to try it. But tonight she decided that maybe what she needed was a little smoking courage so to speak. Not to mention the fact that she’d thought that this was just something with her and Edgar. Stupid girl, she really should have known better. And normally she did, it had just been a very strange time since arriving at camp. And it had thrown her inner thoughts for a loop.<br><br>“Ah, I see, well not as interesting as I thought it would be. Though it should be fun, especially for Devina.” Baphomet spoke up as Balor addressed him. “I hope so,” Devina said softly. She was about to answer Edgar’s question when suddenly someone burst into the clearing seeing at the top of their lungs. It made Devina jump a bit, but she thankfully managed to contain any sounds that threatened to escape. Dani appeared with gusto as she stepped into the small clearing. It made Devina nervous, wondering if maybe someone might hear them in the orchard. And getting caught smoking weed was not something she wanted to get a call home about. Looking at Dani, she smiled and was about to speak to her when someone else burst into the clearing as well. SHEESH Devina thought to herself, did everyone have to make an entrance?<br><br>Still, Devina smiled at Ellie, not long afterward John-James arrived. He to got a gentle smile and a wave from Devina as she looked to Edgar to answer his question. Not that Devina would have heard the answer as her mind went for a whirlwind as Edgar mentioned skinny dipping. Panic washed over her and anything else he said was lost to the wind as far as she was concerned. And then Liam burst in stating he would go skinny dipping if or when they did. “I uh,” Devina struggled for words for a long moment, ‘Ah yes skinny dipping would be fabulous. Embrace the hedonist inside Devina.”Baphomet said with a smile on his little features. “I just I don’t…and what if we…ah…I don’t know.” She finally managed to finish a thought. In truth part of her was excited about the idea, but that part was eaten by the nervous and chicken-shit side of her rather easily. Thankfully Dani spoke up and said she would not be showing off her tits to anyone. So it made her feel less pressured when it came to possibly be the only one to say no. <br><br>Once the joint made it around to Devina took it between her fingers carefully before exhaling and bringing it to her lips. She pressed her lips tight around the end before taking a few short breaths inward. It didn’t take long for her to start coughing, the smoke leaving her lungs in a rush. “It smells horrible, but that is to be expected I suppose. Opium has a distinct smell as well.” Baphomet spoke up with a wicked little smile as he looked up at Devina as she passed the joint to the next person in the circle. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Layne Spooks</strong> on <strong>21-04-2022, 20:33:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6e/bf/c3/6ebfc36b81fb40f6459bc61db97bc405.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ce/6d/20/ce6d20cab3b2af6c5ef3ccd466eb2c8d.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>John-James "Thorne" Puckett and Sad Kitty (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146248#msg16146248)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>Definitely Fit for Camping Attire 2.0 (https://64.media.tumblr.com/09de33cec1cf80aaebda4631738ac74d/22541b4620bfeaa4-0a/s2048x3072/f9a8ccc665cc30bba93282c87dffe33c0c068d44.pnj) + Handbag (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/48/5d/83/485d83032654ec8c826d0b76ae62b11d.jpg) and Today's Make-up Look (https://64.media.tumblr.com/62acd29de4a60f069459297dadc65138/22541b4620bfeaa4-7f/s2048x3072/d6aad4601dd7dd42080b4140cc5ede5a66548280.pnj)</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Dani, Devina, Edgar, Elle, Liam</em><br><hr><br>Thorne held Dani's gaze with equal intensity. He wasn't going to back down, he wasn't afraid of her. Sad Kitty seemed confused at the tension growing between the two, and looked back and forth between them until they looked away. "Skinny dipping?" Thorne shrugs. "Sure, why not." The only thing that really worried him about it would be how his make-up might run. He wasn't gonna mention that though, these people didn't need the impression that he was weak or something.<br><br>Edgar's upturned bag of snacks gets an impressed eyebrow raise from Thorne and a curious, eager gaze from Sad Kitty. When had he had the time to get all of that? The vending machines in the dining hall must be looking pretty sad at the moment. As Dani takes a pull only to cough and sputter, Thorne snickers to himself, while Sad Kitty ducks back into his handbag, seemingly startled by the noise. In truth, it has Thorne a little worried. He's never smoked before, and she seems to be having a rough time. It looks like everyone else is coughing though, so at least he won't be alone in that.<br><br>Thorne takes the joint from Devina and inhales, leaving a faint trace of pink lipstick on the tip. As he does, Sad Kitty perks up happily at Liam's question. "Gummy worms! I like how wiggly and silly they are!" It's hard to tell if Thorne or Sad Kitty themself is more surprised by their outburst. Sad Kitty makes a startled "Eep!" and ducks back down into Thorne's bag, while Thorne sputters and coughs on the smoke they had begun inhaling. <br><br>Thorne passes off the joint to whoever is next and dabs at his now watering eyes with a finger. Thankfully his makeup doesn't seem to have run too severely. Gratefully, he takes one of the offered water bottles and downs several gulps to clear the burning at the back of his throat. It's soothing, though not entirely effective. "If we're all sharing," Thorne speaks up after he recovers slightly, to get the focus of his now surely terrified stuffed animal. "Mine's Take Five. Perfect mix of salty and sweet. Or bubble gum, but I'm sure you guessed that one already." <em>This is a stupid conversation,</em> Thorne thinks, <em>but Sad Kitty would be upset if I didn't talk.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>24-04-2022, 02:11:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AbL9djv.png) (https://i.imgur.com/IPIXXJ4.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Elle "Ellie" Greene | Mr. Pringles (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146281#msg16146281)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>As pictured: Faux leather jacket, black undershirt, black leggings, tote bag, basic sneakers and socks.</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9 pmish</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em> Edgar, Liam, Devina, Danica, Thorne, Mr. Pringles |</em><br><hr>"Shy?" Ellie gave a bewildered laugh. "What in the world made you think I was shy?" Well, whatever it was she was glad to prove otherwise. Not that she was going to do anything like strip down naked and frolic right on into the lake. She wasn't <i>that</i> extroverted. "I brought snacks and drinks too." She adds as she lifts her fat puffy bag, jarring poor Mr. Pringles from his resting place. It was the last straw for the little xenomorph, who had worked relentlessly to find a comfortable position within his invaded carriage, and at that point bags of chips began flying out. <br><br>"He-hey! Stop!" Ellie cried as she pulled the bag against her belly and ripped open the mouth to glower down at the ornery little thing. “St–pppbt…!” Another bag shot out and smacked her right in the face. “What the hell you little shit?!” Ellie barked and received a very un-catlike hiss in return. Mr. Pringle’s efforts were then rewarded with his immediate expulsion from her person and faculties. “Okay, that’s enough hiding for you. Time to be social.” The redhead rolled her eyes as the stuffy came tumbling out of her bag and rolled a foot or two away.<br><br>When the alien managed to pull himself onto his rear his metallic zipperline of teeth peeled open and the pharyngeal mouth within popped out with a snarl. “Just get this over with.” He snapped back in a voice that was barely intelligible. Regardless, with that said he raced off to the nearest tree and scrittered his way up until he disappeared altogether. “<i>Killjoy!</i>” Blew a raspberry after the little mongrel.<br><br>“Are they all like this?” Ellie huffed as she found herself a spot to lean near the rest, and waited for her turn with what she hoped would be a pipe or bowl. Now, thanks to Mr. Pringles Asshatery, she didn’t even care that they were gross joints with papers nice and soppy from spit by the time they came to her. Okay, maybe she <i>did</i> care, because when it was finally handed to her she wrinkled her nose at the moist edges. Oh well, bottoms up! “I personally love the way weed smells.” She piped up, setting the joint at the corners of her lips. “Maybe not the Aerosolized version of it, but it’s still pleasant enough to me.” With that said she drew in one long deep smoke filled breath, and managed to hold it in for several ticks before she was coughing it all back up. <br><br>“Bleck.” She wheezed, handing it along to the next. “Doesn’t taste all that great though.” It took her a moment or two to recollect herself, though her eyes were still watering. <br><br>It was amusing to see how divided the group was on the idea of skinny dipping - although Liam hadn’t even really answered at that point. As for Ellie – there was a reason she dressed like an old lady – there would be no naked <i>anything</i> for her. “Skinny dipping in the lake at a summer camp?” The redhead snorted, shaking her head. “Not thanks, I already saw <i>that</i> horror movie.” It wasn’t exactly a lie, but she felt it was convincing enough to get them to leave her alone. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xurtan</strong> on <strong>26-04-2022, 09:01:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/367683602978177038/956956079558897685/BarnOwlPlushie.jpg) (https://i.imgur.com/y65EY7V.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Edgar "Apple" Appleton &amp; Mr. Owl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16145796#msg16145796)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>Black sneakers, white socks, blue bell-bottom jeans, tie-dyed t-shirt, brown vest with beads</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Liam, Devina, Danica, Elle, Thorne | OPEN </em><br><hr><br>Baphomet bumping his hoof to Edgar's hand has the hippie laughing softly as he pulls back after, making an explosion noise and opening his hand, almost in mimic to a firework going off. His good mood seems like it can't be dimmed. "Hey, more snacks are always welcome," he says, nodding in appreciation to Elle. He catches a bag of chips as it goes flying out, and Edgar is left blinking in slight shock. "Whoa, snack delivery. I can dig it." He's trying to open the bag with his teeth when Ellie's stuffed animal comes falling out of the bag, and he ends up mumbling half-around the plastic. "You okay, little uh. Dude?" The last is slightly questioning, because he's not really sure what to refer to a xenomorph stuffy as. <br><br>"Naw, they're not all like that at all." Edgar eyes the path the stuffed animal had taken, glancing reflexively up for Mr. Owl. He gives the stuffed animal a thumbs up, who waves and hoots back at him. "See? That's my owl. He's a chill dude. Keeps rolling his eyes when I ask him about the center of a tootsie pop, though," he says, sounding almost thoughtful about the fact.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Dani talking about her tits along with calling him 'my dude' has Edgar grinning. Not in a 'caught' way, but rather he just likes her energy. "Naw, it's not like that. Not that you're not beautiful," Edgar stumbles, for the first time seeming less smooth. "Ah, not that any of you aren't attractive...?" he checks, not wanting to have offended anyone. Rushing on with a cough, he continues, "But feeling nature all around you is totally different without any barriers." It is, truthfully, not sexual with him. Rather, he simply wants everyone to have the best time possible. <br><br>Liam blurting out that he'll join him has Edgar offering a fist bump. "Right on!" he cheers. "Maybe when everyone is more comfortable with each other?" Edgar suggests, in hopes of no one feeling obligated or uncomfortable. "Or you and I can some morning," he muses, scratching at his chin. "Especially if it's raining out. There's nothing better, man." He trails off for a moment, seemingly distracted, only to be brought back at Baphomet's words. "I don't know about hedonist, but sometimes it's fun to let go of all the trappings, y'know? Like, we wrap so much around ourselves, sometimes we <em>lose</em> ourselves in who we're supposed to be." Edgar nods sagely, gesturing as if making a grand point. "But when it's just you and the sky, all that falls away. It has to."<br><br>He winks at Devina as she stutters, hoping she knows he wouldn't pressure her, or anyone. Edgar is already pretty sure he doesn't quite <em>do</em> sexual attraction the way other people do, anyway, but that's okay too. He's exactly who he's meant to be. Meanwhile Thorne agrees easily enough, and gets a thumbs up from the hippie. "Awesome, man. Yeah, we'll have to do that at some point then." It's a thought that has him leaning back against the rock, watching the group as the blunt gets passed around, pleased to see them bonding.<br><br>Everyone seems to cough at least a little, and Edgar shrugs a bit modestly. "It just takes practice, man. You'll get there," he encourages. "Gotta go nice and slow, sorta smooth like the lake, y'know? Try and push too hard and you get a wave instead of a still surface." It makes sense in his head, at least. Liam ends up talking snack food, which is a topic after his own heart. "Doritos," Edgar throws out. "I love the crunch of em, man." <br><br>Sad Kitty volunteering gummy worms has Edgar immediately sitting up and digging through the pile of snacks, audible letting out an 'Ah-ah!' as he finds what he's hunting for. "Here you go little guy," he says, holding an individual serving size package of gummy worms out to Thorne. He figures Sad Kitty is too shy to take it himself, but if offered by his human... maybe...? Either way Edgar gestures at the piles of snacks. "Help yourselves. Sit, talk. Relax. Hey, Take Five is great, too," he agrees. "Reminds me of this bomb cheesecake I had once, they did a little caramel triangle on top of it with peanuts and it was <em>so good</em>. Salty and sweet, yeah, exactly!"<br><br>Little by little the weed kicks in, and Edgar does his best to keep an eye on everyone. It hits everyone a little differently after all, and the different dose amounts likely don't help with that. Hard to gauge how much smoke anyone takes in, though. Elle's comment on the smell has Edgar bobbing his head. "Not exactly snack food, but it's earthy and pungent, right? Like sticking your head in some musty leaves in autumn."<br><br>Grinning, Edgar nods to Ellie. "Favorite horror film, then? You must be a sci-fi buff, right, to have that xeno?" he guesses. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Layne Spooks</strong> on <strong>28-04-2022, 21:54:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6e/bf/c3/6ebfc36b81fb40f6459bc61db97bc405.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ce/6d/20/ce6d20cab3b2af6c5ef3ccd466eb2c8d.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>John-James "Thorne" Puckett and Sad Kitty (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146248#msg16146248)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>Definitely Fit for Camping Attire 2.0 (https://64.media.tumblr.com/09de33cec1cf80aaebda4631738ac74d/22541b4620bfeaa4-0a/s2048x3072/f9a8ccc665cc30bba93282c87dffe33c0c068d44.pnj) + Handbag (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/48/5d/83/485d83032654ec8c826d0b76ae62b11d.jpg) and Today's Make-up Look (https://64.media.tumblr.com/62acd29de4a60f069459297dadc65138/22541b4620bfeaa4-7f/s2048x3072/d6aad4601dd7dd42080b4140cc5ede5a66548280.pnj)</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Dani, Devina, Edgar, Elle, Liam</em><br><hr><br>"Oh, uh..." Thorne looks taken aback at Edgar's offering, staring blankly at the other boy's outstretched hand for a moment. "Thanks." Blinking the shock away, Thorne took the candy, opened it and passed it off to the stuffed animal in his bag. Sad Kitty eagerly took the treat and disappeared back into the bag with a delighted giggle. "Sounds like a good cheesecake."<br><br>At the seeming approval from Sad Kitty, Edgar receives a small but genuine smile from Thorne. Hopefully, the other campers would think it was just the weed kicking in that made him smile so easily. They didn't need to know that Sad Kitty was making him so soft. Not that Edgar's effortless kindness towards Sad Kitty wasn't part of it. If anything it made it worse. Thorne silently thanked the other for his choice of hairstyle. If it weren't for those dreads, Thorne might actually be into <em>Edgar</em>.<br><br>"Definitely not." Thorne smirked. He was <em>agreeing</em> with her. What the fuck was that about? The pot must really be doing something to his head. Begrudgingly, he even had to admit she had a point about skinny dipping being the opening to a horror film. The more he thought about it, the worse the idea seemed. Especially for him. His façade of confidence required elaborate clothing <em>and</em> makeup. Who was he kidding thinking he could skinny dip? He wasn't going to chicken out though. Not in front of anyone. Especially not <em>Elle</em>.<br><br>After a few moments, Thorne began to notice a faint, pleasant tingling sensation just under his skin. He moved to sit next to Liam, his limbs beginning to feel clumsy and heavy. Before making himself comfortable, Thorne sets his bag down, making sure to place it in a place that ensured both Sad Kitty's comfort and safety. After the stuffed animal is safe and comfortable, Thorne sets about making himself comfortable. He lounges on the rock, being sure to put his long limbs on display.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xurtan</strong> on <strong>29-04-2022, 00:03:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8kfEsxT.png) (https://i.imgur.com/GgEjY0I.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Liam O'Hara and <strong>Balor</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146551#msg16146551)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>As pictured + jeans and a pale blue nail polish</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th; 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Edgar, Devina, Dani, Elle, Thorne | </em><br><hr><br>Snacks going flying has Liam reflexively ducking, and he watches the xeno climb the tree even as he answers. "No, Balor and I get along just fine. Usually. He's a smug little shit," Liam says fondly, glancing at the cat. The look he gets back makes him chuckle, holding his hands up innocently. <strong>"One of us has to be intelligent,"</strong> Balor says waspishly. Sniffing, the cats tail goes back and forth in faux-irritation.<br><br>Baphomet seemingly cheering on the idea of skinny dipping has Liam glancing a little aside at the stuffed animal. Not that Balor is any weirder, Liam admits to himself. For better or worse Devina and Ellie also seem unsure on the idea, while Thorne is on board. It has him swallowing a bit as he looks from Edgar to Thorne. "R-right," he manages in response to Edgar saying they'll go skinny dipping at some point, blushing a bit before he shakes his head. Don't be ridiculous, he thinks. At least Edgar tripping over his lines has him laughing a little, grinning. They're all a little awkward in their own ways, it seems. It makes it easier. "You're alright yourself," Liam says, as nonchalantly as he can when picturing someone naked. It isn't like Edgar is his <em>type</em>, but then, Liam isn't even really sure who is. <br><br>Unsure what the procedure is, he waves at the owl as Edgar introduces him. Whether skinny dipping to connect with nature is any better or not, Liam can't say, but he still finds the idea a mix of horrifying and thrilling. Something about being out in nature is weirdly vulnerable, Liam supposes. The overnight proved <em>that</em> well enough. Glancing around, almost paranoid, he settles quickly enough. Strange things happen here, sure, but they're probably fine by the lake. Besides, camp isn't that far. <br><br>Talk of food has Liam digging through the snacks curiously, pulling out a snickers and manfully resisting the immature urge to make a comment about the dick vein as he bites into it. From Balor's expression, his amusement wasn't well hidden. Whoops. Oh well. The smoke is settling almost peacefully, lungs no longer burning as he starts to relax and wind down. The wind feels particularly good going through his hair, and he shuts his eyes and leans into it slightly. The opening strands to Hendrix's All Along the Watchtower are plucked at, finding it particularly appropriate at the moment. Considering the instrument and Liam's skill level it's definitely recognizable, if a little rough around the edges.<br><br>"Halloween," Liam answers with a smile. "The original." He's barely aware of Thorne moving to sit next to him, something about the music and the flow of everything making it hard to concentrate on anything else for a moment. The come up isn't hitting all at once, but more a mellow euphoria starting to build.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Envious</strong> on <strong>04-05-2022, 01:58:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eGp9EM9.jpg) (https://i.imgur.com/0TqlRxT.jpg?1)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Dani Kumar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16145277#msg16145277)</em> | <strong>Dani</strong> | <strong>Kraken</strong> <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>French braid pigtails, brown hiking boots, jeans, red hoodie</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Clearing</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Edgar, Liam, Devina, Ellie, Thorne</em><br><hr><strong> </strong><br><br><strong>"I guess I just haven't noticed you before."</strong> It was a little underhanded, but Dani spoke with such charisma that it was hard to take her seriously enough to be mad at her. Especially when she quickly followed up with just as much passion and promise: <strong>"But I'll be paying attention now."</strong> The flirtatious statement was delivered with a smile as the jock paced around. She wasn't a fan of sitting still and she meandered near Baphomet and Devina. Her little guy was a chatty sheep. She liked that.<br><br><strong>"Mmm... Anything sour,"</strong> she replied to the candy question. Liam had earned a round of enthusiastic applause at his playing earlier and she thought that he looked incredibly cool tonight. Watching him play guitar outside under the stars while taking a toke just checked all the right boxes for her. The cough disrupted the image, but only a little. And she wasn't going to hold it against him - they were all taking their turns to hack out the smoke.<br><br>She buddied up next to Edgar as the joint made its way back around to her. <strong>"I like that you think I'm beautiful,"</strong> she said with a smile, but she was under the distinct impression that <em>everything</em> was beautiful to him. <strong>"So do you streak, or just hang out nude in the bushes?"</strong> she asked conversationally. Just how often was he naked outside to have such a high opinion of outdoor activity in the good ol' birthday suit. She did a better job on the second inhale. The jock took a painfully slow drag - patience wasn't really a virtue for her - until her lungs were full. The little thrill of success made her smile as she held her breath for a moment and let everything <em>woosh</em> out. She still coughed after, but she was proud of herself for making it through the full inhale! <br><br>As Thorne gets comfortable, Dani can't help but plop down next to him. Intentionally close. Obnoxiously close. <strong>"You're not afraid of your make-up running?"</strong> she asked, unaware that he was. <strong>"It's pretty advent-garde* to draw a bunch of balls on your face, huh?"</strong> That look in her eye indicates that she knows full well that the design is hearts. <strong>"Thorne, right? To remind us you've got a prick?"</strong> What she's said is mean and almost the classic of the jock being the bully, but she's eager and energetic; almost like talking shit is her love-language. She gave him a crooked smile and stared at him, anticipating <em>something</em> to happen. <br><br>The <em>something</em> that happens is the world starting to spin, but she's very aware that she's not moving. The weed was starting to kick in and Dani wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not. The thought of adding to the horror movie selection leaves her mind and she wonders if she can even keep up with her current conversation! Her mind was starting to wander.<br><br><br><span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size">*she means avant-garde and doesn't realize it.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>04-05-2022, 21:44:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AbL9djv.png) (https://i.imgur.com/IPIXXJ4.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Elle "Ellie" Greene | Mr. Pringles (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146281#msg16146281)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>As pictured: Faux leather jacket, black undershirt, black leggings, tote bag, basic sneakers and socks.</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9 pmish</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em> Edgar, Liam, Devina, Danica, Thorne, Mr. Pringles |</em><br><hr>Dani sure was a bitch, wasn’t she? She was exactly like one of those pretty jock types at her own high school. They just tossed around mean statements then tried to slap on some verbal aloe as though it would sooth the burn. It made Ellie chuckle. “Whatever you say, <i>grandma</i>.” And she responded just the same. Girls like her always reminded her of&nbsp; a granny with their backhanded comments and critiques. But they were <i>only helping</i>, riiight? <br><br>“Pfft,” The girl snorted at Edgar’s weed comparison, however. “Maybe. Better than that, really.” Although she did love the sound of fallen leaves crunching beneath her feet. It was one of her favorite things about moving out here to Colorado. <br><br>“More of a horror buff.” Ellie really had to think about it for a moment. She did like a fair bit of sci-fis though. But Mr. Pringles wasn’t the product of her love for space. “My ma’s never around, so my big brothers liked to torture me a lot with scary movies, growing up.” She shrugged and glanced up the tree she knew her little horror puff hid. She could even see the reflective gleam of his metallic mouth zipper. “The Alien series just became one of my favorites as a result.”<br><br>Then Elle points to Liam. “<i>Halloween</i>, yes. Although I do think the series is overrated. I enjoyed <i>Pumpkinhead</i> much more.” Sure, she felt bad for Jason and all, but Pumpkinhead was the true villain you rooted for. “Especially Pumpkinhead II.” Ellie made sure to add as she settled down next to Liam, specifically.<br><br>Ellie couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose at Thorne, or more so his comment about cheesecake. “I’m not really that into cheesecake, myself. It’s just … <i>too thick</i>.” She scowled at the thought. Sometimes she swore they tasted like cream cheese and sugar – that’s it. It wasn’t exactly that great. Even <i>if</i> she was supposed to be getting the munchies right now. <br><br>“So when is this supposed to hit?” She asked as she caught hold of the blunt next, taking it upon herself to have another lungful. Yet still, as she coughed the damn thing back out, the most she was feeling was a bit light headed from all the coughing. There were no munchies. No interest in throwing her clothing off and going buck-wild. She didn’t feel very light or mellow. Nor did she have a case of the giggles.<br><br>Ellie blinked, and just passed the thing on. Maybe it would hit her eventually? “What else can you play? Better yet, what do you actually <i>like</i> to play?” She smiled with genuine interest, even if she was looking a bit sleepy eyed while she said it. “How long have you been playing the guitar?” She had a strange jealous love for musicians. Some were just so naturally talented, it was dumbfounding. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>04-05-2022, 23:40:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.squishable.com/mm5/graphics/00000001/4/mini_squish_baphomet_7.jpg) (https://64.media.tumblr.com/19926b49029f0aeb303b997c942b5d2f/ecc85b0bf7a063d4-0a/s250x400/bd8772a7a2d9e628935d78cb610b7a78bd5d2fa4.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Devina Belladonna Boulay (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16147811#msg16147811)/Baphomet</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>Small backpack purse, brightly colored sneakers, Black tights, black jean shorts, white t-shirt, Leather jacket (like this only with BRIGHT as sneakers.) (https://lookbook.nu/look/5054052-Wasteland-Shorts-Tee-Sneakers-Just-What-You-Need)</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em> Edgar, Liam, Danica,Ellie, Thorne, </em><br><hr><br>Edgar’s wink did little to ease her thoughts, but she managed a small smile, nonetheless. Still, Devina felt so out of place in the circle of trees, it was as if she were standing on the outside looking in. Her arms clung tightly around Baphomet. So tightly that he let out a little Bahh in protest as it wiggled to get free of her arms. Gasping she eventually released him, his fluffy body tumbling to the ground with a soft plop onto the grass. “Oh crap…” she spoke under her breath before kneeling to pick him up, ‘Sorry,” Devina apologized to him and tried to smile as she stood. Having no idea what to say she simply laughed at herself or tried to before the blunt was again sent her way.<br><br>Taking hold of it she smiled and let out a breath, if this didn’t help her ease up nothing would. So she brought the joint to her lips and took a deep breath inward. Her eyes closed as she tried as best she could to hold her breath. She passed the joint onward and bit down on her lips. Holding her breath till her lungs burned she let the smoke out as several coughs slipped free before she covered her mouth to smother the sound.<br><br>Baphomet watched the strange cloud of smoke and took several deep breaths. He tasted the smoke as it entered his little stuffed body. Shook seemed to seem from all over once it entered his fluffy form, “And when are the euphoric sensations begin?” He asked though he did not seem pleased with the taste of the smoke. “Oh no, now you’ll always smell it.” Devina sighed and coughed a bit more before smiling a bit, “I brought lots of snacks,” she said moving Baphomet around to hold him in one arm, While she moved her backpack to the front. “I hit the snack machines earlier today, and I have a big canteen of water if someone wants some.” She said working to open her backpack with one hand.<br><br>Within the confines of it was all manner of candy and chips for salty goodness. “Please take whatever you want,” she offered to everyone present, “My dad is going to send a box of goodies too I think. He just wanted to make sure I was already here before he did. I think he still half-expected me to back out.” She laughed nervously as the realization of what she’d just admitted hit her. “So…music, ah what kinds does everyone like. I have a little bomb speak that can connect to a phone. That is if you don’t think that would draw too much attention….I don’t know.” She shook her head and allowed people to pick what they wanted from her bag. They’d see inside was her sketchbook as well as pencil case, and the little bomb-shaped speaker she spoke of as well. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xurtan</strong> on <strong>06-05-2022, 01:06:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/367683602978177038/956956079558897685/BarnOwlPlushie.jpg) (https://i.imgur.com/y65EY7V.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Edgar "Apple" Appleton &amp; Mr. Owl (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16145796#msg16145796)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>Black sneakers, white socks, blue bell-bottom jeans, tie-dyed t-shirt, brown vest with beads</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Liam, Devina, Danica, Elle, Thorne | OPEN </em><br><hr><br>Edgar's grin just widens at Thorne's smile, dipping his head. The delighted giggle from the cat says Apple's job is done as far as he's concerned, generally feeling good with himself and life. He'd picked a good group, he thinks, and everyone seems to be having a pretty good time. Initial interactions are always awkward, sure, but pot makes that easier. So does food. He tears into a little packet of graham cracker cookies shaped like little bears, biting the head of one off idly as everyone talks. <br><br>Balor's interaction with Liam gets a snicker, though he's probably lucky Mr. Owl ended up being so relaxed. Maybe it was one of those natural versus nature things, Edgar muses. The compliment from Liam has Edgar feeling pleased; who doesn't like to be told they're attractive? Edgar really is quite content with who he is, but there's still validation to be had from social bonds. Heh, look at him, getting all philosophical. Gotta be the pot, he thinks, eventually shaking his head and coming out of his thoughts. <br><br>Dani coming closer has him directing his attention to her, smiling lazy as he looks up, arms under his head as he turns his body to look at her more directly. "My family is full of nudists, man, so more the latter?" He scratches at his chin, shrugging. "It's not about streaking or anything like that, you don't want to force something like that on someone, y'know? Not everyone <em>wants</em> to see someone naked. But like, it's natural, man. It's the way we were born, there's nothing inherently sexual about it. This country is just so prudish about the human body." There's some genuine irritation in his voice at the latter, it's evidently a bit of a soapbox. Still, after a moment he waves it away and is all smiles again. <br><br>"I just think people should be comfortable in who they are and what they look like, and society has this like, idea, right, about what people <em>should</em> be. But that doesn't work. Every body is different." Edgar tugs thoughtfully on a dread, also adding, "That, and I just don't like clothing. I'd probably be sitting here nude if it wouldn't make anyone uncomfortable." <br><br>He doesn't say it like he's upset at the fact, just factually. Edgar is all about making sure people are as comfortable around him as they can be. He's not sure what to do at Dani's comments to Thorne, unsure if he should step in or say something. It isn't like he can defend Thorne's 'prick', that likely wouldn't go over well. For now he keeps an eye on it, waiting to see how Thorne reacts. Elle and Dani seem to have an interesting relationship, too, and Edgar thinks he'll never understand girls. <br><br>"Horror films are good," he agrees. "Not big on the gory ones, but like, the ones that make you think? Those are great. Uh, Color Out of Space a few years back, with Nic Cage? That was awesome," Edgar adds enthusiastically. "Pumpkinhead, huh. That's a like, revenge thriller, right? I haven't seen it, maybe we can watch it this summer," he offers. "I love cheesecake, but it's a little like cheese danish. Very uh, cheesy. You either like it or not." He nods, getting exactly what Elle means. He just happens to <em>like</em> cheese and sugar. <br><br>"Not long," he answers her. "But everyone takes to it a little different. Some get anxious, some get euphoric, some get sleepy." Edgar gestures, like it's a grand mystery of the world. "You never know until you actually do it." Devina offering snacks has him letting out a pleased noise though, and he leans up and half-invades her space to get a better look at what's offered. "Hey, Doritos!" Edgar cheers. "Thanks Dev, you're pretty alright." His voice is warm, and he meets her eyes with a smile. "Sorry, do you prefer Vina, Eve, or do you just use your full name? Devina?" he sounds out, seemingly enjoying the way it feels coming out. <br><br>"Naw, I think if we were going to draw attention we would have. Besides, we have Mr. Owl as lookout," he points out. Up in the trees, the owl hoots reassuringly. "You'll laugh, but I'm secretly really into classical. I'll listen to basically anything, though," Edgar answers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xurtan</strong> on <strong>06-05-2022, 01:38:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8kfEsxT.png) (https://i.imgur.com/GgEjY0I.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Liam O'Hara and <strong>Balor</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146551#msg16146551)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>As pictured + jeans and a pale blue nail polish</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th; 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Edgar, Devina, Dani, Elle, Thorne | </em><br><hr><br>He's not sure what to make of Dani. She reminds him of some of the girls at his school, but she also seems to be less of an <em>actual</em> bitch about it. Is an incidental bitch a thing? He's not sure. "I used to like warheads as a kid," he offers anyway, grinning a little. "The first time I had one I had to spit it out, and after that I was too stubborn <em>not</em> to like them." He doesn't really know why he's offering it, strumming on his guitar as he thinks. He's just really... happy, he thinks, and his grin widens a little. Yeah, this is nice. Just sitting around like they're all actual friends instead of near strangers bonded by weird circumstances. He could get used to it. <br><br>Though the way she casually talks about Edgar nude makes him cough a little, and this time not on the smoke. It's an interesting question, and he glances between Dani and Edgar and roughly shakes his head. Not the place. Thankfully, or not, shaking his head makes him a bit dizzy. It's enough to see him sliding down the rock a bit and making himself more comfortable, leaning closer to Thorne as his fingers trail over the texture of the rock, finding it oddly fascinating. His guitar leans against the rock, resting in the grass, and it's only due to his position that he hears what Dani says to Thorne.<br><br>It has him cocking his head and taking a closer look at the other boy, before he blurts out, "I think he'd look fine without makeup." It's a comment that has Liam blushing and resisting the urge to slap a hand over his mouth, even as Balor audibly sighs. Right, just. Going to sink into a rock. Or maybe lock himself away and never be seen again. It's like he has no filter, and it's even worse tonight. To occupy himself he snags a random candy to chew on, finding it to be a candy necklace of all things. He hasn't seen one of these in year. <br><br>Without much thought he stretching the plastic string around his own head, leaving the candy against his throat for a moment. "How many brothers do you have?" he asks, drawn back to the conversation and distracted from the candy. "I'm an only child," Liam explains. "Seems like an odd thing to torture someone with," he adds, seemingly almost amused. Maybe it's just how he grew up, but being scared is more fun than not. At least, when it comes to movies. <br><br>"But it's iconic," Liam protests. "Though some of them weren't as good as others." That much he can admit. "Pumpkinhead was great, I'm into anything that involves witches and magic," he enthuses, starting to really get into the conversation. Elle might not be feeling the joint, but Liam definitely is. He's feeling floaty and more than a bit <em>good</em>, perfectly happy with life. It's an unfamiliar state of mind, to the point he can almost feel anxiety trying to fight against it.<br><br>It's something he's pulled away from by Elle's attention to his guitar, though, and he picks it back up with a slight flourish. "Practically anything," he brags. "But uh, I like to play alternative rock," Liam confesses. "Black Veil Brides, Tokio Hotel, things like that. Got any requests?" he asks. "And I don't know, most of my life? I got it when my Mom left as a way to like. Well. I got it when my Mom left," Liam shrugs awkwardly, not wanting to go into it. "I just kept up with it after."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Layne Spooks</strong> on <strong>09-05-2022, 21:36:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6e/bf/c3/6ebfc36b81fb40f6459bc61db97bc405.jpg) (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ce/6d/20/ce6d20cab3b2af6c5ef3ccd466eb2c8d.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>John-James "Thorne" Puckett and Sad Kitty (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146248#msg16146248)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>Definitely Fit for Camping Attire 2.0 (https://64.media.tumblr.com/09de33cec1cf80aaebda4631738ac74d/22541b4620bfeaa4-0a/s2048x3072/f9a8ccc665cc30bba93282c87dffe33c0c068d44.pnj) + handbag &nbsp;(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/48/5d/83/485d83032654ec8c826d0b76ae62b11d.jpg)and Today's Make-up Look (https://64.media.tumblr.com/62acd29de4a60f069459297dadc65138/22541b4620bfeaa4-7f/s2048x3072/d6aad4601dd7dd42080b4140cc5ede5a66548280.pnj)</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Dani, Devina, Edgar, Elle, Liam</em><br><hr><br>Dani's comment provokes a spark of rage and indignation in Thorne, and he thinks up a flurry of cruel retorts. At least he didn't have to remind people about his prick like she felt the need to remind them about her tits. At least he didn't look like a lesbian camp counsellor. At least he had style and taste. Plenty of venom could have come from Thorne in reply. It doesn't though. Instead, Liam speaks up, blushing and saying Thorne would like fine without the makeup. It catches Thorne off guard. No one had ever said that before. And the other boy is blushing. Huh, interesting. Thorne would have to... investigate that. "Just fine?" He asks, smirking. "I'll have you know I'm the hottest person here." Then, he turns his attention back to Dani, his grin becoming sharper, almost dangerous looking. "So, you always a bitch or am I just special?"<br><br>Normally Thorne probably wouldn't have let things go so easily, especially not comments about him or his appearance. He was feeling strangely laid back and calm though. He supposed that was the pot. It was nice to be so calm and comfortable, less focused on keeping up the image of himself he worked so hard to create. Maybe this is something he should do more often. Thorne reached into the bag at his side to pet Sad Kitty, who replies with a curious "mrrp" before beginning to purr quietly.<br><br>Thorne's an only child as well... sort of. Technically, he had foster siblings at the moment, though that hardly counted in his mind. Either way, Thorne's own family situation is complicated, and something he'd rather not share with a bunch of strangers, at least one of whom he's certain would pounce upon the weak spot in an instant. He doesn't chime in, choosing instead to listen. Maybe it'll help him come up with some better lies for when someone inevitably tries to bring up his family this summer. <br><br>"It's not a classic or anything, but I thought Fear Street was pretty good," Thorne chimed into the horror movie conversation. He hadn't seen very many classics, just whatever was available on Netflix whenever his current foster placement happened to have it. "It's got a good plot, and the characters aren't mind-numbingly stupid." He tries not to think about the bit about the possessed camp councillor massacring the camp full of teenagers. Shit at this camp is <em>just</em> weird enough that Thorne wouldn't consider it out of the realm of possibility. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Amarlo</strong> on <strong>10-05-2022, 00:05:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AbL9djv.png) (https://i.imgur.com/IPIXXJ4.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Elle "Ellie" Greene | Mr. Pringles (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146281#msg16146281)</em><br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>As pictured: Faux leather jacket, black undershirt, black leggings, tote bag, basic sneakers and socks.</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9 pmish</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>The Orchard</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em> Edgar, Liam, Devina, Danica, Thorne, Mr. Pringles |</em><br><hr><i>Jeez</i>, a nudist family? Maybe if more of the world was like Edgar, life would be a lot simpler… “Yeah…” Elle mumbled in agreement, all while absentmindedly tugging one of her coat sleeves further down her arm. It was funny that he mentioned how prudish people were about the human body – not <i>haha</i> funny, but still. Ellie was probably one of the greatest examples of body discomfort. At least if you counted how she now felt about her own. <br><br>When the subject moved on to horror films – not that she had anything to do with it – she became immediately more animated. “Gore fests aren’t really my favorite either.” She agreed with Edgar yet again. “And cheese danishes are <i>waaay</i> better if they’re made with farmer’s cheese and honey.” The girl licked her lips at the mere thought. She definitely had a favorite bakery back home. It made her stomach grumble at her, which then had her reach for one of the honey buns Mr. Pringles had tossed out of her bag. <br><br>But of course, she wasn’t <i>high</i> or anything.<br><br>“Four. I’ve got four brothers. Two are older than me, and giant assholes.” She rolled her eyes. Which <i>totally</i> wasn’t why she was feeling strangely relaxed about talking about her family with total strangers. “Both my brothers are a handful of years older than me, and my mom wasn’t around very much. So they always <i>‘got stuck with me’</i>.” Her voice deepened, as if she were attempting to imitate someone – probably one of them. “So when I was little one of their ways of getting rid of me was to throw a scary movie on.” At least that was their kindest way of shoving her out of their universe. <br><br>“But yeah, pumpkin head’s great. There’s definitely some psychological stuff to the first one. Even the second one too.” Elle grinned toothily. “But I haven’t heard of Fear Street.” Probably because she didn’t have access to netflix. “I’ll have to put it on my list for when I get back home.” Especially if they don’t have mind-numbingly stupid characters. Too many times she found herself yelling at the tv screen like they could hear her. “I am a fan of horror spoofs too, though.” She added on that note, snickering as well. <br><br>“Oh, that’s so cool. I <i>love</i> rock!” She exclaimed, but really she just loved most music in general. “I’m probably not as knowledgeable as you though.” It was wild that he’d had a guitar for so long, and that he still hung onto it like he did. She really appreciated that he managed to find a way to get past something tragic and turn it into something positive. It was <i>incredibly</i> respectable. Probably even marketable. “So forgive me if my request is cringy.” She scrunched her nose apologetically. “But do you know anything from The Eagles?” <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Camp Runamuk] Sweetwater Lake</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Envious</strong> on <strong>31-05-2022, 22:02:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eGp9EM9.jpg) (https://i.imgur.com/0TqlRxT.jpg?1)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> <em>Dani Kumar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16145277#msg16145277)</em> | <strong>Dani</strong> | <strong>Kraken</strong> <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> <em>French braid pigtails, brown hiking boots, jeans, red hoodie</em><br><strong>Time:</strong> <em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br><strong>Location:</strong> <em>Clearing</em><br><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong> <em>Edgar, Liam, Devina, Ellie, Thorne</em><br><hr><strong> </strong><br><br><strong>"Can't it be both?"</strong> she asked Thorne. <strong>"I can be a bitch <em>and</em> you can be special,"</strong> she said with a smile. Was she smiling? Her face felt funny. Her body felt funny, really. Like it was heavy. She'd make a good puddle of goo. Gelatinous. Viscous. Smooth. Like goo. She'd make a good puddle of goo. Her smile faded. Was that deja vu? She began to slouch, finding her way from sitting to looking up at little snatches of the starry sky.<br><br><strong>"I can be nice. Edgar,"</strong> she pointed up to the sky, <strong>"I'm all for going natural. If you want to be free, be free! Your nakedness won't bother me,"</strong> she declared to the stars. <strong>"Just like your balls don't bother me, Thorne. And I wouldn't mind being stuck with you, Ellie. I was just being a bitch, but I can be nice. Nicer. Nice-ish. Nicely done. Nice as ice. Ice as spice."</strong> Her voice became quieter as she rambled on and Kraken squirmed out from under her to sit properly by Thorne right above Dani's head. She mumbles as she listens to movies and music chatter. What was the name of that movie? The one with the actor? The one with the running? Through a puddle. She was a puddle. A nice as ice puddle of gelatinous goo.<br><br><strong>"Liam agrees! Thorne without makeup. Edgar without clothes. Devina always has food. You make a good camp Mom, Dev, even if you do dress like a witch."</strong> Her hands were folded comfortably over her stomach and she made no effort to move from the spot or to even look at anyone. She could see their faces in the constellations, anyway. <br><br><strong>"Oooh, Eagles are good. This grandma's got a lot of pretty boys that she call my friends,"</strong> she said in a sing-song voice with a laugh. <strong>"God, music is such a good idea right now. We're living it up at de ho tel Caaaalifornia, ba-dum-ba-dum bum bum..."</strong> she dissolved into humming, letting her head shake pleasantly to the left and right at her own internal sound track. All that movement made her stomach feel sick, though. Was she sea sick? Could puddles <em>get</em> sea sick? 
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