Summer Camp Spin the Bottle Group 4 Closed

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Outfit

Interacting | @Alec Mason
Mentioning | @Starlee Kennedy

Letting Alec ‘kiss’ her | Action

Sarah didn’t know what possessed her to sit down in the circle of students tucked off to one side of the slumber party. Perhaps her judgement had lapsed in the weeks she’d been here – away from reality. Or perhaps she was simply enjoying herself more here and now than she had for years and so wanted to seize every opportunity she had before it was all taken away from her. She wanted every experience, every memory to be seared into her brain so that when she inevitably had to go ‘home’ to the manor, to her father, she could look back at her summer and smile and know that better times and better places did exist.

There was also the rather large possibility that she was doing this purely because she knew her father wouldn’t approve. That had seemingly been her motivation to do many things these last few months. She wanted to do everything in her power to not be the person her father wanted her to be because she wasn’t him. She didn’t care for status or wealth or blood or race, she just wanted to live happily and make some mistakes along the way. Which seemed quite a perfect sentiment as she settled herself down on a cushion, which she’d swiped from an area stocked with blankets and other such comforts, and prepared to play this game. Not that she’d put much thought into actually playing the game. She’d scarce ever let anyone close enough to be her friend, let alone close enough to want to kiss someone. Still, she found herself pushing away any doubt in her mind – she’d know what to do when it was her turn, she was certain.

The Slytherin sat watching as students took turns spinning the bottle. Whether it ended in a kiss or a hug, Sarah found herself staring with a strange sort of fascination as the scene unfolded. And then there was Starlee, a younger girl from her house, who had bolted the moment the bottle had landed on her. She’d felt sympathy, a part of her wanting to follow after the blonde girl to make sure she was okay, but before she’d fully made up her mind, the bottle slowed and landed on her. She swallowed heavily, eyes darting around momentarily to glance at the others in the circle. It had been all fun and games in theory, taking part in a harmless childhood game and watching her peers stumble awkwardly around their interactions with one another.

But it was different now that the bottle had landed on her and the boy she didn’t recognise was walking towards her and she wasn’t sure why it was suddenly so difficult to stand up. The smile the boy offered her was kind, charming in the way people their age could be, edged with naivety. It settled her, to know that he too looked slightly unsure, and she found herself standing up to meet him. She smiled back, something akin to determination flitting through her eyes as she did so. The hand on her cheek made her flinch almost imperceptibly, but she didn’t pull away, instead just looking at him with wide green eyes. She’d planned to turn her head slightly so that his lips would meet her cheek if he leant in, but the thumb pressing against her lips threw her off. She blinked, confused as to what he was doing until her ‘kissed’ her, or rather his thumb, and it suddenly made sense.

When he pulled away, he winked, and Sarah had to stop herself from giggling. She settled on rolling her eyes in an equally playful manner, before the pair separated, and she sat back down on the cushion she’d stolen acquired earlier. When the game started again, the next person spinning the bottle, Sarah caught the boy’s eye once more and offered him a knowing grin, before her attention was drawn to the next couple. She made a mental note to make sure she found out the boy’s name later.

Interacting With: @Ethen Emrys

Atlas had been enjoying every second of summer camp as she and Ethen had tried to sign up for everything they had time for, hoping to spend as much time together as humanly possible. They had endured a myriad of activities and events that somehow only amplified their energy as they found their sleep schedules to be completely eviscerated in the process.

Sitting outside enjoying the crackling campfire, and the calm ambiance surrounding them, Atlas got word of a spin the bottle game starting up and knew it was right up her alley. She was never one to back down from a challenge, and while she and Ethen were a recent item she knew he wouldn’t mind especially if he agreed to be dragged into it as well.

Heading over to the circle forming, Atlas looked around immediately recognizing quite a few familiar faces as her mouth pulled into a playful smile at the thought of kissing some of them and wondering if they would turn her down in response.

It had been hard to keep from laughing as already people were refusing kisses and making a big show with their rejections. She couldn’t quite understand why people would join the game and then not go through with the challenge but to each their own.

Feeling her nerves light up as Ethen went to spin the bottle, Atlas had no idea how she would feel seeing him kiss someone else as she subconsciously bit down on her lip hanging on every spin of the bottle. As the bottle lost momentum and turned slowly towards Ethen and Atlas, her eyes grew in size as the tip of the bottle landed right in front of her.

Her cheeks already heating up, Atlas couldn’t help but laugh at Ethen’s comment as she dramatically turned towards him, pursing her lips together as her nose scrunched in coy response. "I don't know...Kiss you?" Atlas teased knowing her face was giving her away. Hopping up on her knees, Atlas scooted closer to Ethen as she abruptly placed both of her hands on either side of his face. Pulling him closer to her, Atlas kissed him passionately for a moment before playfully placing her hand on his chest as she gently pushed him back.

Another laugh escaped her inflamed face as she sat back down taking another look at Ethen before turning her attention back to the group to see who was next.

ACTION: Accepting Ethen's kiss and passionately kissing him back!

Minor godmodding agreed by Ethen prior to posting.

INTERACTIONS @Willow Anderson | MENTIONING @Theodore Duncain, @Nichlas Forsberg
SWEDISH | NORWEGIAN | ENGLISH

If her parents ever found out that Greta had been a participant in a game of spinning a bottle and kissing the person that it pointed at, it would be all denial, denial, denial. Naturally, the blame would fall on the Pigspotters. Surely they tricked her into it. Innocent as she was, there would be no way that Greta would allow her spotless and proud pureblood lineage to be soiled by the likes of such an infantile and promiscuous game. She didn't understand what was happening. She was coaxed into it. It wasn't her fault. Yes. That would be her reasoning. Fool proof.

And should that fail... Hanzo did it.

What was the reality, however? Did the diminutive little blonde whose facial expression so oft reflected the (realistic, really) appearance of being lost really find herself duped into playing such a questionable game? As much as one might had expected the answer to be a resounding affirmative... quite the contrary. The moment Greta had seen the game and had the gist of it clarified to her by one of her brother's friends, she had signed up for it. In her head, she fantasized about innocently sitting about the circle, her on one side, Nichlas on the other. Someone had handed her the bottle... naturally she'd had to take her turn, and it would spin and spin and finally come to rest on the older Forsberg who, chivalrous as he was, would plant a tender kiss upon her lips...

Even now, goosebumps erupted across her skin at the notion, cheeks turning rosy at the thought. How desperately she had wanted that to come to pass. How many times had she wished upon a star and imagined exactly how that would go down as the days ticked by and the game approached... Only... In her absolute genius, she had somehow overlooked one crucial key to this little scenario. Niche hadn't actually signed up. And she hadn't thought, until too late, of signing him up without his knowledge. Plus that probably wouldn't have gone over too terribly well anyway; especially if Ella found out about it.

Instead, slightly grumping, Greta tromped over to the circle and plopped down into her spot. To make it even WORSE, not only was Niche NOT there, but Theo WAS. A knot had instantly formed in the pit of Greta's stomach and she couldn't bear to make herself look in his direction. But the more one tried NOT to do something, it generally was the case that it became increasingly difficult to avoid it. Quite against her better judgment, she had glanced towards him, perhaps just curious to rest eyes on the boy who had asked her to the masked dance last fall. Just in time to catch his eye and see him waving AT HER. Butterflies erupted in her stomach and she snapped her gaze away from him to look literally anywhere else as a fresh wave of heat coloured her features at the new notion of maybe getting paired up with him.

She had grossly underestimated the trouble she might find.

Before long, though, the game was under way and she was presented with a whole new conundrum. Clearly English children seemed to think themselves quite a bit more mature than she thought any of them had any right to be. Hardly a few spins in and one boy and girl practically threw themselves at each other with a kiss more passionate than one usually shared by her own parents. Swallowing, Greta once again found her gaze fixed completely forward as horror began so slowly creep in and she practically jumped when it became her turn to spin. She stared at it—for how long? Who knew—grappling with the decision to just run away right then and there, or actually go forward with it.

Really though... How could she possibly win? But then the mocking tones of Hanzo whispered annoyingly in her ear, and she steeled herself for the moment. She'd gotten herself into this mess. She'd best see herself through it. With a steadying breath, she crawled forward and span the bottle, skipping it a little to one side with how much her hand shook with nerves as she did so. Still, it spun well enough, making at least one pass of the circle before coming to rest on a girl.

She was quite pretty. That was the first thing that struck Greta. With sun-kissed hair that would suit a romp in a straw field, and delicate features with a doll-like pout. There was something sombre about her eyes, too, as though every external smile hid the shedding of a tear. A familiar aura hung about her as well, but the Norweigan couldn't quite place it. Not that it really mattered. With a timid smile, Greta pushed herself up to a stand, and kept her gaze fixed forward. If she let it stray for an instant and caught even the barest hint of whatever expression might have been on Theo's face, she was quite certain all courage would have flooded out in an instant, leaving her to run back to her cabin.

With every step forward, her cheeks deepened in their reddish hue. By the time she reached Willow, she crouched down to squad on her heels, arms wrapping around her knees. Lips pulling in over her lips, Greta rocked there for a second, working up the courage. Then, on the brink of breaking, she closed her eyes and leaned forward with the intent to wordlessly plant a quick kiss on the girl's lips before scampering back.

Attempts to give Willow a peck on the lips

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Reducio interacting ─ @Simon Kincaid ─ ─ Reducio mentioning ─ @Gabriella Haworth ─ @Starlee Kennedy ─ everyone in the circle

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|further info| Reducio #335a26 action: going in for a terrified kiss

When Rhea signed up for Spin the Bottle, she had done it to be amused by the disaster that was bound to occur in a game like this. It had somehow slipped her mind that she would also have to participate.

That wasn't to say that nothing entertaining did happen, because plenty did. Some had avoided kisses ─ most notably, a Slytherin second year that Rhea did not recognize [Starlee] made a literal run for it, and Rhea's own dear friend Gabriella Haworth collapsed on her way over to kiss a prefect. Some people had actually gone for it, but Rhea chose to look away in those moments. Kissing kind of disgusted her.

So, when the bottle did come into her possession, she immediately made the decision to reject whoever it landed on. It was probably safe to assume that it was not required to lock lips, since forcing children to kiss was, y’know, illegal and everything. Would their feelings be hurt? Maybe, but it was worth it to avoid discomfort. The bottle would land on someone, Rhea would shake her head no, perhaps offer a guilty smile, and the game would progress as normal. No harm done.

It was a very pretty night, and the sounds of the water running mixed with the soft harp melody made Rhea’s eyelids heavy. She took her time, crawling on her knees towards the center of the circle and placing down the bottle. Light glinted off the sides as it took off, spinning quickly at first, becoming slower and slower until it finally stopped. The nose pointed to a Hufflepuff across-ish the circle. Her eyes locked with the unlucky boy’s, the corners of her lips turned up in an abashed grin, and she opened her mouth to tell him she wasn’t interested. Then the strangest thing happened.

He got up and walked over to her.

He voluntarily approached her, knowing that there was a large possibility that they would end up kissing. Why on earth would anyone want to kiss her?

She felt herself soften a bit, realizing how tense her shoulders had become as he watched her. Her mouth snapped shut. For some reason, she had figured it would be a given that whoever it landed on would be repulsed by the very idea of going near her. But he put in extra effort.

She didn’t particularly want to kiss him. But rejecting him and risking hurting his feelings was too awful to consider. If she did ─ kiss him, that was ─ it would be over quickly, no harm done, right? What was the worst that could happen? Kissing was no big deal anyway. Just two people smooshing their mouths together. At worst, unsanitary, but with no real weight to it. Right?

Could she hug him, instead? No. Rhea hated hugs more than anything else in the world. They were so suffocating. Besides, that would still basically count as rejection.

Her cheeks were burning. Shame, humiliation, and anger at herself for not anticipating this all boiled up within her. She was an idiot. A fool. This was a miserable situation.

“Hey,” he said. Just hey. Nothing else.

“Hi,” she choked out, standing up without taking his outstretched hand. At least she could cling to that pathetic fraction of dignity. “I’m Rhea.” There were so many people in the circle. So many eyes.

She would stare up at him, the unfamiliar mix of terror and fury boiling up inside her until she reacted in the most unexpected way possible: laughter. A short, involuntary bark of a giggle that did not at all match the way she was feeling. Horror was plain in her expression. Static roared in her ears. She needed to do something, to move.

What else was there to do now, besides to get on her tiptoes and lean in for a peck?

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[font=Tempus Sans ITC]S[/font]pin the bottle was an unusual choice for a school-sanctioned event, but Jack wasn't complaining. The boy was not afraid of anything, which most defiantly included 'public displays of affection.' He couldn't help but maniacally grin as he plopped his prefect booty down into his assigned circle. There was one thing the prefect was good at, which seemed to stand out in a situation such as this. He was what you could call a peacock or a show-off. Less of an 'ooh look at me, I'm better than you' type of show-off, but rather more like an 'I'm gonna stand here, and you can either bask in my glory or leave' kind of show off.

[font=Tempus Sans ITC]T[/font]he boy had decided to wear one of his favorite outfits. A white button-up short sleeve shirt with a pair of salmon shorts, and to top it off, a bright red baseball cap twisted backward on his head. Everything was seemingly perfect until he had caught sight of a certain ex-Hufflepuff prefect and a certain somebody's ex-girlfriend. The grin on his face faded slightly as Jack quickly decided to look away. Jack subscribed to the idea of 'If I can't see you, you can't see me.' He even took the time to shield his eyes away with a hand as if that would make him invisible. Obviously, he was not coward enough to back out of the game, curse his incredible sense of bravery!

[font=Tempus Sans ITC]Q[/font]uickly as it started, the game gave way to kissing, hugging, and running away. It was a spectacle to behold, and Jack couldn't help but feel a little bit giddy on the prospect of snogging and what not. But, if we are honest here, that's what all these kids are here for! And soon enough, a bottle was spun and landed on the charming boy, himself! Luckily Jack's mother had always stressed the importance of dental hygiene. The boy had pearly whites and a grin that showed 'em off! Looking at the girl who was lucky enough to let the bottle land on him, Jack realized he had no clue who this person was! Did she even go to Hogwarts? Yeah... Jack wasn't the most observant of the prefects here at this school. As he began to lean in for a smooch, he closed his eyes for the briefest of moments before opening them again. However, with a sincere look of surprise, Jack's eyes grew wider as Jack had somehow made his soon-to-be kissing partner disappear! As quickly as he could, he raised a hand to his mouth and let out a puff of air. No- It couldn't have been his breath, he had just had a mint, and he brushed his teeth this morning... Glancing down at his armpits, he could see that he wasn't sweating or anything- WHAT THE HELL WAS WRONG WITH HIM THAT HE MADE A GIRL RUN AWAY!?!?!?! "Ah- I don't smell tha' bad, do I?" His question was only followed up with a worried look around the other members of the group.

Mentions a certain ex-prefect @Willow Anderson
Interacts only briefly with @Gabriella Haworth
and interacts with anybody willing to listen or respond.

Moderation Post - Round 2

Gabriella Haworth had already escaped the last awkward situation but how would she deal with this now that she had spun the bottle and it landed on Felix Kolbeck? Felix had to decide if his new partner would be able to handle a kiss on the lips from him or not!

Theodore Duncain spun the bottle this time, finally getting the chance to spin it himself. He watched it spin round and round, till it landed on Lydia Cooper. Would she kiss the Ilvermorny student this time?

Greta Fransson had offered the last person a peck on the lips - would she do the same for this target as her bottle landed on Ethen Emrys? The Major claimed he could not disobey the bottle last time to get a kiss from Lt. Reid, we have to wonder if that would be true this round too.

Jack Warren was questioning if he smelt kind of weird or something after the girl literally ran away from him before he had a chance to say or do anything! Perhaps the second chance would be way better. The bottle landed on Anja Murtaja, who had refused to kiss the Gryffindor but would she go for Jack or not? He was pretty cute, after all!

Simon Kincaid spun the bottle and watched it landing on Atlas Reid this time. Wait, wasn't Simon 'married'? Where was that 'wife' of his? Was the honeymoon period over already? How would Atlas react now that he wasn't the Major?

Sarah Lightwood spun the bottle next, to see it landing on Rhea Miller. She was still recalling Alec's kiss but what would happen with her and Rhea now?

Alec Mason had pretended to kiss someone last time. What would he do now that the bottle landed on Simon Kincaid? Simon now had a second choice to make! Would he kiss Alec or not?

This Round's Pairings

@Gabriella Haworth and @Winnie Harper (as iNPC Felix Kolbeck)
@Opeila Winters (as iNPC Theo Duncain) and @Lydia Cooper
@Evelynn Decipio (as iNPC Greta Fransson) and @Ethen Emrys
@Jack Warren and @Anja Murtaja
@Simon Kincaid and @Atlas Reid
@Sarah Lightwood and @Rhea Miller
@Alec Mason and @Simon Kincaid

Make your choices. Will you kiss your partner or not? Now is the time to decide!

Simon Kincaid, please note that you have two assignments this time as there's one person short.

@Haley Rose and @Willow Anderson did not post. @Starlee Kennedy left the thread. As such, none of them were added in this round's pairings. They are welcome to post an exit post, if they wish to.

You have until 3rd August to post.

Note: You do NOT have to post in order. Please post whenever you can. I have just put the rolls in order but you don't have to post in that same order at all.

Summer Camp, lake party, druth or dare and spin the bottle - All things Haley was more than happy to participate in. She had arrived at the location wearing her green shirt with her Cabin on the back, grabbed some crackers and took a seat on one of the beanbags. As soon as she got comfortable she looked around, there weren't many faces she recognised. Felix with his white blonde hair, this time she made sure not to look at him for too long. She recognised some from the corridors and brief encounters but one face caught her eye briefly - Simon. She smiled at him before the whole game began.

Haley watched the bottle spin and only at that moment did she realise the rules, she would have to kiss her chosen partner. At least those were the rules she was initially unaware of. There was nothing wrong with a kiss but at least she had a boyfriend husband who was also sitting in the round. But that was the point, he was also sitting here and surely he was aware of the rules, which meant that they had an unspoken agreement that it was okay to kiss someone else. Did they agree on that? Haley hadn't thought about it until just now but she had also brought it on herself.

Before she could rack her brain any more, it was already her turn. She spun the bottle, which came to a stop after a few seconds and pointed at a girl she didn't know. Haley had never kissed a girl before and she would have liked to have had this experience with someone else, but now she was sitting here, her eyes fixed on the bottle and Anja. Uncertain, the Gryffindor girl stood up and made her way to the other girl. Before you would kiss someone, you should at least introduce yourself first, right? "Hey, I'm Haley." She spoke now still a little unsure.

"So um," there was no way she would just kiss her, she didn't have that right but somehow she had to get the situation over with. "A kiss or would you prefer a hug?" she joked, looking at the girl expectantly before moving into action.

Action: Offering a Kiss/Hug

Moderation Post - Round 2 Amendment

With a burst of life, suddenly, Haley Rose rejoined the spin the bottle by offering her partner (Anja Murtaja) a kiss or a hug - apparently okay to offer kisses despite having a 'husband'! When she got the chance, she spun the bottle again, this time landing on Atlas Reid, who now had the second decision to make.

Extra Pair this Round

@Haley Rose and @Atlas Reid

Make your choices. Will you kiss your partner or not? Now is the time to decide!

Atlas Reid, please note that you have two assignments this time, as such.

You have until 3rd August to post.

Note: You do NOT have to post in order. Please post whenever you can. I have just put the rolls in order but you don't have to post in that same order at all.

Interacting with: @Jack Warren
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Alec snorted as he came back to his seat, he'd been close enough to hear earlier and was replaying this guy's(Jack Warren) words in his head. “No, your good mate,” Alec said, looking over. “Your attractiveness, scent of whatever weird mint thing you took and complete cleanliness was what ought to scare her off.” The second like of Alec's reply was full of sarcasm. “There's always next time. Helpful tip if you get a girl here who isn't scared away though, girls like it when you pretend to kiss them, at least in this. Something to do with the first kiss obsession.” Alec had just come back from his seat from "kissing" a girl. He was pretty sure it worked well, and with that focused on other things.

He'd overheard the other male earlier but didn't have time to respond as he was focused on his own turn. Alec had said these words with the confidence of testing it a million times. Of course, surely one trial run had to do him some good. Somehow Alec managed to pretend to be extroverted and interact with people other than who he was kissing. A pat on the back towards himself.

When Alec's turn to spin the bottle landed on a boy, it seems Alec's trial runs would have to come to an end. Alec had completely frozen up and stared for a moment. He hoped he didn't look too stupid like this, sitting there, staring for a moment to process this now messy situation in full. His full-proof method was a sort of fail if he was going to freeze up. But he had to test this on guys as well. Get up, move your feet and do it, it's not that hard to pretend to kiss a guy while everybody is watching you. And ignore the fact that this game is nonsensical and weird and you suddenly don't like it.

Standing up Alec headed Simon's way. To put things smoother first so the blow wouldn't be that bad Alec went for a bro hug and a bro fist at first, as long as Simon hadn't run away. After this, he went for the method of once again cupping the cheek, thumb on the lips. Breath in even though you are kissing your thumb and this is stupid and why does it even matter to you. And Alec would go on to test his method, kissing his own thumb. A wink to keep things chill, and run back to your seat. He probably thinks you're really stupid now. You don't even know him. Idiot. You just wasted a potential friendship with a-shut up, okay all done now. Brain quiet. No more, just sit quietly and don't focus on it.

Attempting to bro hug, bro first, and pretend to kiss @Simon Kincaid