Summer Camp Truth or Dare Group 4 Closed

Interacting| @Kazuo Shimada | @Simon Kincaid Mentioning| @Scarlett Aden | @ Vivian Fletcher

Action| Conversing

Open to Interactions

Interacting with | @Vivian Fletcher | Milosh Rehnquist (@Annie Morgan) | Cassie Heather McGregor-Martin (@Lucia Fox) | @Scarlett Aden

Dee Prince - Dare

That's what she had written on the slip of paper, without much hesitation. Dares were the more exciting choice, for sure. More showy, more entertaining for those watching. Truth was... scarier, really, although Dee wouldn't admit it. And after all, who was to say that people wouldn't just lie in their answers? No, if she wanted an answer to something, she'd just tickle it out of the person herself, silly game or no. So dare it was, and dare she received in return.

Cassie Heather... something... Martin, that seemed like too many names to belong to one person, but apparently, that was who she was supposed to give a dare to.

Scanning the shirts around for her target, she decided that those shirts really were a great idea for the occasion. Dee was wearing her own dark teal coloured shirt, name clearly visible on the back, although she had quickly replaced the stitched "Dealla" with a carefully written "Dee". Her brown locks were dancing around her as she turned, bright blue eyes wandering from one person to the next.

She was, however, spotted first by the girl who had drawn her name, apparently. "Squats?" she asked, aghast. Physical exercise was not what she'd had in mind for the evening, beyond running around annoying people. She pouted slightly, and nodded. It wasn't a hard one, at least. "Okay, okay, fine. What's your name?" she asked, while bending her knees to do the first of the demanded squats, turning her head to include the unfamiliar boy next to the girl, as well. She squinted slightly, curiosity sparking in her eyes. "Are you from one of the visiting schools?"

Still having to spot the girl she was to dare, Dee hopped slightly between squats, turning a little with each one while keeping count. It made her look vaguely frog-like. "Ten, eleven, twe- Hey!" There she was, wearing a light green shirt that barely seemed to have enough space to fit all those names. "Cassie Heather McNamename!" she called, then recognised the girl's companion, Scarlett, and gave her a cheerful wave.

"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen..." Waving the slip of paper at the girl, Dee realised she actually had yet to come up with a dare. "I drew your name," she explained, grinning. "Twenty, twenty-one, sorry." Slightly out of breath at this point, Dee took a moment to consider, then brightened up. "I dare you to only communicate in pantomime until the next round of questions and dares are given," she decided. "Thirty-two, thirty-three." Somehow forty squats suddenly seemed a lot more than she had expected. "No talking or writing! Or other cheating! Only pantomime. Thirty-nine, forty."

Straightening up with a groan, her thigh and butt muscles aching, Dee then gave a teasing little curtsy to the girl who had dared her. "There you go, my lady. I hope I passed."

Doing the squats Vivian dared her to do; Daring Cassie Heather to only communicate in pantomime until the next round

code by Lucia Fox

Open to Interactions
Interacting with @Dealla Prince and @Kazuo Shimada
Mentioning everyone present there

According to Vivian, squats was easier and she assumed that others would find it easier as well. But from Dee’s reaction, she could make out it wasn’t, with the corner of her lips pulled down “Eh, is it tough?... I am sorry” she smiled sheepishly looking at her do squats but that’s how the game goes. When Dee asked her name, she automatically turned to show her name stitched in the shirt but stopped as she realised seeing her bend down every now and then, “I am Vivian” she smiled, she likes friendly people and Dee seems to be so nice and she clapped for her with enthusiasm when she completed her dare, “You’re awesome” as she grinned.

Her eyes stared at Kazuo as he started speaking, with confusion. Each and every word he said and that glare, kind of pierced her heart, she didn’t think from their side. But it wasn’t her intention, she would never make fun of anybody in that way. After all, almost everyone she met here was being friendly to her and how would she make fun of them. Kazuo turned away before she could say anything but that doesn’t going to stop her from responding to his comment.

Standing up to her feet, she didn’t know how to start but she really wanted to say something, “I-I”, with her voice a little louder so that everyone could hear her, “l didn’t intend to mock anyone here” she continued regardless of the tremble in her voice, “There’s nothing wrong or bad to have an accent,” she continued trying to regain her composure but that didn’t seem to work, she was still nervous and scared, she didn’t want to be left alone again but that’s not the only reason now.

“I feel their accent shows their uniqueness but I never thought what I did would hurt someone” she looked down not wanting to face anyone, a part of her mind filled with doubt and other part filled with guilt. It was all going well, maybe it was her who’s attracting problems, her heart raced at the thought, “That’s my point of view... but I know I can be wrong” she nodded glancing at whoever noticed her, she shrugged as she continued not able to sort out whether she was right or wrong.

“I liked hearing it and it attracted me... well, that’s how I feel”, she couldn’t change how she feels, could she? But she wanted to let out everything she feels, “I don’t know why anyone would feel bad about it... if I was, I wouldn’t... but that’s not important now, I am so sorry if I offended anyone here” and she breathed out “I mean it, hate me if you want to” as she sat down with a glum smile but her face turned so red and her eyes looked like it would leak out any time.

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@Lucia Fox @Vivian Fletcher @Cosmo Keith @Santario Martin @Kazuo Shimada

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[font=times new roman]S[/font]carlett grinned at Vivian's attempt. "That was pretty good for a first try! I think, at least." At her next words, Scarlett frowned slightly. "Yes. Oui. Some idiot put Amortentia in the drinks, and I got affected which resulted in me reciting Shakespeare to...Samantha, was it? It was, admittedly, pretty good Shakespeare if I do say so myself."

A cold voice drifted over and Scarlett narrowed her eyes at Outfit-Stealer, Dance-Criticiser, Amortentia-Boy and Egocentrical-Brat. He lectured her on mocking the Beauxbatons student's accents and Scarlett froze. She had never quite thought of it like that. Damn. Was she being rude? She didn't want to be rude. No matter how much she could jeer at other people, it was never for their culture, for their nature, for their identity. Was she becoming one of - one of them? One of the - Scarlett felt sick just thinking about it - the prejudiced and privileged?

It was for fun. Scarlett had tried to do accents many times for fun. She had never thought about how it was borderline problematic, but-

What should've come out of her mouth was an apology, something to do with how it was unintentional and that she had learnt something.

What instead came out was:

"Fine. It was meant to be a joke and I'm sorry if I offended you or anyone else, but it was intended as fun. I wouldn't mind if someone tried to do a British accent, though I guess it's a matter of personal opinion. I have nothing against accents. The dare is called off. No one hates you Vivian." Blunt? Sure. But there had been some form of remorse in her words even if it was hid by layers of contempt and lashing out. Scarlett stomped off, intending to locate Cassie and tell her about everything that had happened and ask her if she thought trying to do an accent was rude.

Cassie was with Dee, the latter who was doing squats. She flushed slightly before waving back at her fellow classmate, the movement seeming clunky and awkward and artificial - gah. Stifling a laugh at Cassie's dare, she asked Cassie, "Hi again Cass - or should I say, pantomime performer?" She raised her eyebrows with a grin before it dropped. "Anyway what's your opinion on accents and people who aren't native trying to copy them? Like me trying out a mock French accent or something. Sounding like an interviewer, I know, but it's important, I swear."

Anyway, then a random girl came up to her, the name embroidered on the back of her shirt saying COSMO. She bounded up to Scarlett and before she could even open her mouth, the girl had begun to talk. Scarlett could barely get a word in before Cosmo had given her Scarlett's dare - to tack on pwetty please at the end of each truth or dare she gave, and to pair it with puppy dog eyes.

Scarlett gaped.

"I LIKE YOU," she proclaimed, patting Cosmo on the shoulder. Maybe it was her shortness, or the spark of mischief in her eyes, or her rapid-fire talking, or her excellent dare. "I'll be sure to do that. In fact, I'll try out now! Pwetty pwease?" Scarlett adopted the best puppy-dog expression she could.

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[ @Scarlett Aden • @Vivian Fletcher • @Dealla Prince • @Annie Morgan as Milo ]

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Scarlett dared the girl she'd drawn to speak in an accent, and Cassie cackled at the strange sounds which came out of the girl's mouth when she attempted French. "It's beautiful; it's incredible!" she said in actual French as she clapped with a grin, and went off to give out her own dare.

Once she had done so, she was hailed by a girl who appeared to be doing the squats. "McGregor-Martin," she corrected with a smile, heading over. "Two first names and a double-barrelled last name. I dunno what my parents were thinking," she joked. Then, the girl dared her to only speak in pantomime. Oh gosh. Cassie paused for a moment, and then stuck two thumbs in the air before bowing a goodbye and leaving.

Then she heard a voice. A voice she very much hated and wished she could never hear again. Kauzo the ball organiser's voice. And not only was he here, he was also telling the girl from earlier off about Scarlett's dare. Scarlett was standing up for herself, of course - but not very much. Kauzo could only imagine how they might feel, coul he? Ugh, how Cassie hated that boy! He didn't have an ounce of fun in his soulless body, he liked tormenting people by feeding them love potion without their consent, and now he appeared to enjoy putting words into other people's mouths. What kind of a monster was he?!

Scarlett stomped over to the Beauxbatons girl and greeted her semi-cheerfully. Cassie waved in response. Then Scarlett got right into it, and Cassie made an exaggerated disgusted face, nodding her chin towards Kauzo. She pointed at him - that boy - and tapped her finger on the side of her head - is crazy.

Cassie had to do something about this. She stalked over to where Kazuo was now being told off by an older boy whom Cassie was sure attending Durmstrang. She made exaggerated pointing motions and a large, sarcastic shrug. SEE - HE DOESN'T CARE!

And now, it was Beauxbatons' turn.

Since she could only speak in pantomime, Cassie Heather didn't have much choice. She couldn't shout; she couldn't even argue. All she could do was head over there and slap him in the face, which is exactly what she did. Hard. Slap. Right, that told him exactly how much she thought he was worth. Frustration building inside her that she couldn't just scream a flurry of insults, Cassie stomped her foot on the ground. And then she remembered. The girl had never said she couldn't use sign language. Thanking the heavens for this, Cassie began to let loose in a mixture of jilted French sign language and random gestures. For goodness' sake! You are such an idiot. I am French. I do not - huh. What was care in sign language? Cassie growled in frustration. Of all the times to be forced silent!

With no other option left to her, Cassie just grabbed Scarlett and pushed her forwards, hoping that her friend would be able to explain what she meant. Please understand, please understand! She pointed at herself. I. She made a talking motion with her hands, and pointed at the girl. Speak. French.

With his point made clearly, he had thought he could return his attention to Santario, to perhaps continue their conversation. A smile played at his lips when she invited him to try, with the implication that she might not choose to answer. A challenge then, to ask the right questions.

"Yes, I agree," Kazuo nodded in response to Santario's observation on Truths. Yet before he could continue, Vivian was responding to him. He turned to look at her as she plopped herself down on the ground, thinking that she was being a bit dramatic about it.

"I think hate might be a bit strong for a misunderstanding." He replied with a chuckle. "You may think accents sound cool but for those of us who struggle with them - and are made fun of for them - it can be very uncomfortable hearing other people trying to sound like us when it isn't our intention to sound different in the first place."

He shifted his gaze to Scarlett when she offered an apology that sounded more 'How dare you ruin our fun' than genuine and rolled his eyes at her as she stormed off toward her Macarena friend. Then another biy was hollering at him and he actually arched a brow at Milosh's comment. "Yes. Someone…. That someone being me… Found it offensive. And said something. You know, as a foreigner in an English school. With an accent." His tone had been understanding when he'd spoken to Vivan but to Milosh it had begun to turn icy.

It couldn't end there, though. No, Scarlett had apparently gone to get back up to defend her poorly chosen dare. Storming toward him was the other Macarena girl, Cassie, in full fury which Kazuo found hilariously misplaced. He stepped back when she attempted to slap him, having no intention of allowing her hand to connect with any part of him, face or otherwise. His eyes narrowed to slits and he drew his wand as she gestured at him wildly. He could recognize the motions as sign language but had not a single clue as to what they meant.

"Back off." He warned, all traces of humour gone the moment she attempted to actually hit him. He remained completely on guard as he spoke. "Or I swear to Inari I will flipendo you all the way to the lake."

@Santario Martin @Vivian Fletcher @Scarlett Aden @Annie Morgan @Lucia Fox

Interacting| @Kazuo Shimada | Cassie (@Lucia Fox) Mentioning| @Dealla Prince

Action| Trying to convince Kaz to leave.

Action Contingencies| If Kazuo agrees to leave Santario will leave with him, but if Cassie does another hostile action towards them Santario will draw her wand and cast immobulus. (I will roll for this unless Lucia wants it to hit)

Interacting with @Simon Kincaid