Summer Camp Spin the Bottle Group 3 Closed

Moderation Post - Round 3

Levi Drakos was next to spin. The empty bottle would go spinning quickly before it stopped suddenly at Lamont Runesby.

Viola Tempete was ready to have a bit of fun. Spinning the bottle, she was likely hoping for someone more fun. Would her partner Evelynn Decipio be ready for this?

Santario Martin was totally ready for another handshake, most likely. Perhaps she could find a cool new secret handshake or form a new business partner with the next spin. As she took the empty bottle, she found herself spinning it in the centre of the circle. The bottle slowed down, landing on Niklaus Turgenev.

Ready for another round, Opeila Winters went in for another spin as it hit her turn again. Wait. Wait. WAAAAIT. Did it just- Yes. It landed on the same partner as before, Winnie Harper, who was prepped with strawberry lip balm. Would it be another forehead kiss or maybe something else this time?

Nicholas McCowan spun the bottle, likely hoping that his next partner would not be hoping for a kiss. He quickly found himself paired with Gia Adelard.

Nate Smirnow was ready to offer another person the chance for a kiss from an American-Russian guy! Ready to smooch, Nate ended up spinning the bottle. It eventually stopped on Lamont Runesby, who would probably be ready with his business handshake!

This Round's Pairings

@Levi Drakos and @Lamont Runesby
@Autumn Ivy (as iNPC Viola Tempete) and @Evelynn Decipio
@Santario Martin and @Michael Miller (as iNPC Niklaus Turgenev)
@Opeila Winters and @Winnie Harper
@Nicholas McCowan and @Gia Adelard
@Haley Rose (as iNPC Nate Smirnow) and @Lamont Runesby

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

@Aurora Ranvier, @Percival Rainwood and @Hanako Tone did not post, and thus were not included in the rolls.

You have until 12th 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.

Nicholas couldn't tell how his emotions were surging with the game. He knew he was worried, borderline terrified at the idea of having to continue to play in the game, the idea of receiving a kiss in such circumstances was hardly on the top of his list of desires. Still, the thrill of the game was starting to get to him, there was a certain excitement in the fear and the bottomless pit that had formed in his stomach. He didn't want to be kissed, and he was actively doing his best to avoid it, but somehow the risk only made the game more exciting. That excitement was allowed to exist purely by the fact that he had taken control of the situation, two spins and two hugs, there was a risk of kissing but it was not a real one. More akin to a rollercoaster ride than to a real plunge.

His mouth twitched in nervousness as he spun the bottle and watched it turn, he was reasonably confident that the other competitors would accept his desire not to have his lips touched by another, but that didn't abate the worry. Said worry neither increased nor decreased once the bottle found itself landing on Gia, another one of his classmates, albeit one he had not spoken to properly outside of their brief interactions during the quidditch scrimmage. He had failed to protect her from the attacks of the opposing beaters, or at least he had failed to take out the opposing seekers before she had been sent flying to the ground, the memory left a bitter taste in his mouth. But he forced it down, it was irrelevant to the game at hand.

He shot a shy smile at the girl, nervous energy once more radiating off of him, "Fine with a hug?"

The question was simply posed, he was relatively confident of the answer after all. Besides, if he spoke too much then he was sure to say something entirely stupid and to reveal the well of embarrassment and nervousness he had done so well to suppress.

Stats: STA: 12 | EVA: 6 | STR: 8 | WIS: 6 | ARC: 4 | ACC: 6
Abilities: Foulplay | Statistically Relevant
Interacting with @Gia Adelard
Action: Offering Gia a hug

Interacting| Niklaus (@Michael Miller) Mentioning| @Winnie Harper | @Levi Drakos | @Lamont Runesby

Outfit Reducio

English | [French] | Irish

Open to Interactions

Action| Offering Niklaus a handshake.

| Outfit |

Percival smiled to himself as the other boy agreed to the kiss. His lips caught the others holding the kiss for a few seconds. Before he pulled himself up and away from the other. It had only been a few seconds. Though, the kiss had seemed far longer. Percival was not too sure he would say time slowed in a passionate twist of emotion. More like his nerves that he had hidden underneath a layer of confidence was slowly peeking outward. Making the simple kiss seem much more drawn out than it truly had been. Though, if he had to be honest, this had not been a bad experience.

The boy would move back to his seat in the circle. His never dying down as he grew comfortable once again. His shoulders were just starting to relax as he watched everyone play around him. Though, all too soon it was once again his turn. Percival spun the bottle watching it slowly spin onto a red-haired girl. He had no clue who her name was, but the silent acknowledgment that she was in the same year. The boy would approach with no clear goal as to what he wanted to go for. Kissing someone who was practically a stranger didn't seem as daunting now that he had already done it. Though, it seemed this girl had other plans. Percival would give her a small smile. Such a formal thing to do. Kissing the back of a girl's hand as if she were a regal heiress. The boy would take her hand into his own and shake it once. Percival would give her a smile before heading back to his spot in the circle.

Actions: Kissed Nate Smirnow ; Shook Evelynn Decipio's hand
Mentioning: @Haley Rose@Evelynn Decipio

After Nicholas had made his decision, he took him into a short hug. Nate had once again underestimated his strength and had taken him into a tight hug, but hoped that he had not hurt the poor boy. He gave him a quick apologetic look and went back to his seat. Apparently he was better at kissing other boys than hugging them.

And again it was time for a kiss, a hug, handshake or to run away after all? Nate had only had one kiss in two rounds, would it now be two out of three or just one out of three? He spun the bottle again and as luck would have it, it landed on a boy again. Nate was already betting on a one out of three. But he didn't worry about that for now, he immediately noticed the porcelain-white mark on his face. He didn't know what others thought, but Nate was captivated by it. In a positive way, the boy was already good looking but this somehow added to it.

Nate stood up and walked over to the boy, if he remembered correctly he was more the handshake type. He put on his friendly smile and stopped in front of his target. "So you're more of a handshake guy, are you?" he joked, hoping if it came down to another hug, he wouldn't be too firm this time. "I do have a kiss or a hug on offer though." He continued, raising an eyebrow questioningly. "If you want, though, I'll let you get a head start and run away, but I can't promise I wouldn't run after you." the American-Russian joked further, waiting slightly nervously for his reaction.

But whatever his decision would be, Nate would grant him the wish and of course he wouldn't run after him if he really decided to run away from the tall black-haired boy. Even though his size and muscle could sometimes make him seem a little scary, he wasn't at all. At least not if you weren't trying to be.

Action: Offering a handshake, hug or kiss

Interacting with: @Opeila Winters Mentioning: @Santario Martin OPEN TO INTERACTIONS!

Date: August 28th, 2021 Outfit Outfit | Slippers

───Winnie couldn't help but stare over at the girl as she continued to ask her about her summer and claim that Winnie had given her a book that had belonged to her father? She had no idea what the girl was talking about, but it definitely wasn't the first time this had happened to her this summer. "I... I went to London afterwards, yes." Panic was rising in her throat, as it usually did when she found herself forgetting a certain situation or event. The comment about her grandparent's book store wasn't that surprising, considering she did tend to switch back and forth between her grandparents at times, it was the ending statement that had her nervous. She wanted to ask what book, when and where, but then the girl thanked her and told her how much it had meant to her and she... She just couldn't ask, she couldn't admit that moment was no longer real to her. "You're welcome." She would say softly instead. "I'm happy to help a friend." That part was true, no matter if she remembered helping them or not. She would offer the girl a sheepish smile, swallowing the temptation to ask her just what she had done. She would have to find the girl later and perhaps get a few more clues. “I’m sorry your summer was not without a hiccup.”

As the bottle spun around and around it would land on Opeila once more. Aw... As cute as the girl was, it was less fun if she kept getting the same person. Whatever, she would rather spend the night kissing her cheeks than have to kiss someone she didn't know. "I guess the bottle wants us to kiss again. U-Um... Maybe you can kiss me on the cheek this time?" Winnie suggested with a teasing smile and a soft flush heating her features. She was feeling playful tonight after the first few rounds were out of the way. She would crawl across the circle, towards the Slytherin, before reaching up to tap herself on the cheek, as if to map a 'landing zone' for the girl.

Action: Offering her cheek to Opeila.

[font=PT Sans]"Aw, and here I was, thinking I was making the game more memorable just by being here. Well, I guess I'll have to kiss you, if it'll make the game more fun." Hanako couldn’t hide his confusion well, biting back a comment about kid#1 being a weirdo. He’ll just have to be way more creepy in the next round, no problem. It was just a kiss anyway. He had never done it before nor did he care about this stanger being his first. “ Don’t regret it then~” He gave her a quick peck, giving her a quick impulsive wink before sitting down. Throughout the whole of the next round, he will look anywhere but kid#1. In fear of actually remembering her face by the end of the game.

Sorry what? Yes? Percival? Did Percival just say ‘ you don’t mind do you?'Hanako stared blankly as the blonde stood up to the absolute stranger. And they did the- they did the...no he wasn't going to say it. Now, usually, Hanako would rather close his eyes or look somewhere else. People should get a room, after all. But what Nate needed was a big big big lake to jump into. Hanako did not look cute when he narrowed his eyes at the two. Others could be gasping or ‘ooohhhh~’ing but Hanako was too focused on not jumping on Nate right then and there.

Let the asshat get his stinky breath away from Percival. He had done so before and he wasn’t afraid of doing it again! But that would invoke a rather negative reaction for everyone here, wouldn’t it? So he stayed quiet, and turned away obviously looking displeased at the scene. Once Percival sat down, he would send him a quick glare before eyeing Nate once more, like that angry chipmunk from Ice Age.

Hanako wasted no time using the same method on kid# 2 whose face he’s going to forget soon. With hopes of actually succeeding this time, he turned up a notch and send Pinky a ridiculous flirty look. Behold! The face of pure disgust that so desperately loved to see. He could hardly contain his smile. Who said Hana lost his talent of being annoying? But with Pinky's reaction, he can be sure that he hasn’t lost his touch just yet. He would be sure to thank her for her choice once they were back in the Unicorn Cabin. That is...if she could still look at him after this.[/font]

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[font=PT Sans]Apparently not, because not a moment too soon after Pinky looked at him like he was a slug, she screamed “ I AM NOT GIVING YOU MY FIRST KISS! I AM NOT!” Before proceeding to flee from the scene, repeating a certain phrase several times. “ I am not. I am not. I am not. I am not”. While she sounded further and further away, the words still rung in Hanako’s ears loud and clear.

He stared at the girl in shock. Was he… that… unattractive? Sure he did it on purpose but he didn't intend to be so ugly that they fled. Wait no. That was the plan, right? To make others run away so he wouldn’t. So this was actually a win for him. A WIN!

“ Ohhhhh noooooo “ he whined dramatically.“Ahhhh my fraiiilll fraiilll ego. Hurt!” he wiped an imaginary tear away from the corner of his eyes. “ It's alright everyone! Time will heal! I will skip this turn so that my wounded soul will repair itself. Ohhhh the paiinnn the painnnn”. Well, he supposed the extra time he got will give him time for some...plotting. Did that random guy think he could just kiss Hana's friend without any consequences? Game or not- he's someone Hanako will remember very well. He would be too busy doing so that he would lose focus on the events that happened in this round.
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Permission to godmod Pinky leaving was allowed by OOC Pinky a.k.a @Aurora Ranvier.

Action: Skipping this turn (since I didn't post last week but I still wish to continue)

Metioning:@Percival Rainwood@Haley Rose@Autumn Ivy

Banner from Winnie Harper

Mentioning Santario
Interacting With @Lamont Runesby

“Lamont”, the boy had muttered before the Earth damned him and wove a radiant halo above Levi’s head. Whatever desires flooded the olive-skinned fellow would be ignored by the world’s callous will, the freckles sprawled across his nose glinting in the light as his upper half fell forward toward Levi. The boy’s arms were outstretched, eager to find balance against something, and it came in a rushing wave but not against the palms of his hands. Skin connected hard as the Gryffindor reached to help catch the falling bird, yet these platonic arms became interwoven as Lamont’s lips brushed against Levi’s cheek, the shameful anchor away from the dirt they stood on.

Albeit there would be no complaints from Levi. Another kiss to go down with the apparent thousand to come caressing him like a breeze. Embracing was a fleeting crutch as Lamont drew backward from him with terror sewn into his charming flesh, and the brunet wouldn’t hold him back but showed no signs of regret or displeasure with the result. He merely smiled at the boy, who was becoming encased in his needless embarrassment and shrugged the kiss away. “Well, I suppose you ought to know my name is Levi. Don’t worry about it, I can forget it even happened.” As if.

On this note, Lamont would close himself off and Levi would return to his default position with a visage laced in pity, prepared to spin the bottle once more and blow the hovering specter a kiss of luck in hopes of his skeletal beauty being on the other end. At this point in the game, any lingering liquid of hopes and dreams had been shaken from the bottle’s neck and it was up to the spirit realm how life played from here. It was easy to trust in death, however; it was constant, and he’d met this ghost before, this conjuring of teenage hormones and misery business.

When it came to be the boy’s turn to spin, his hazel eyes would lock upon Santario as though he was dropping the poor little inanimate object hints. A wretched backlash lingered in the darkness, a recoil the universe wasn’t prepared for should Levi be continuously denied human emotion, so please bottle, grant him what he craves and save us all. Regrettably, the bottle—and the phantom—were merciless creatures, once again spinning onto the depressed silhouette of Lamont who was consumed in his sweatshirt. Levi would address his following remark to the shadow, gaze focused on the pout, as after all, that was the only visible aspect.

“Perhaps we’re soulmates,” He joked, trying once again to summon a sympathetic smile, “I’m just fine with a formal handshake.”

Action Going in for a very awkward handshake

[font=century gothic]INTERACTIONS Viola[/font]

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[font=century gothic]MENTIONS n/a[/font]

Evelynn still wasn't quite sure what to make of this group in particular. With the significant variety she had witnessed of its members, from handshakes to kisses, it was anybody's guess what the next bottle would wind up giving. Thus far, Evelynn had managed to avoid any scandal. Relief had flooded her when the Slytherin boy had accepted her hand. Admittedly, part of her had felt a moment's disappointment when he hadn't subjected himself to a more antiquated approach to present a kiss upon the back of her hand; but then again, that had spared her having to feel his lips on the back of her hand. She ought to have worn gloves...

There would be time to ponder on the particulars of ideal dress for next time. For the present, she resolved not to allow herself to be happened upon unexpectedly and kept focused on the spin of the bottle. Notably, Martin seemed always to prefer a handshake. With luck, Evelynn would spin her. Not so. The girl would be paired with one of the foreign students instead. Handshakes seemed to prevail in many pairings, in fact. How dreadfully dull. Although she could hardly be one to comment given her most recent outcome herself. Still, there was always the opportunity for a shift in gears.

Before long, Evelynn would find herself at the receiving end of the bottle spun at the hands of an unfamiliar girl. She was quite pretty. Her chocolate brown eyes and hair to match suited the lilac tone of her sundress very well, and the way that she sat spoke of a level of modesty rarely seen among the hogwarts students. A memory of the gryffindor common room flashed to mind. One involving another brunette during what had become an unexpectedly intimate moment. A question had arisen then. One that hadn't quite had the opportunity to be put to rest yet. Perhaps now could be that opportunity.

[font=century gothic]ACTION | Accepting a kiss, hug or handshake from Viola[/font]

Interacting|
Mentioning|

The boy watched uninterested in the rest of the spins, his eyes in Winnie, smiling as she did the simplest things. He signed when he had to lean forward and swing the bottle, and he half-hoped it would land on Winnie again.

But it didn't.

Nikolaus stood to met the girl in the middle, wondering what she wanted from this pair. When she held her hand out, he smiled and slide his hand in her. "Truly a pleasure to meet you" he said softly, "My name is Niklaus Turgenev. You can call me Nik, of course." He said.

And then it was done. A handshake that left him with nothing but a little lost time. So he sat back down and let his eyes slip past everyone else to the girl he had been watching. He smiled softly as she put on more chapstick, the distant smell of strawberry still in his memory. He wondered how long he'd have to play til he got her again.

He wondered if only cheek kisses was what he'd be rewarded with. . . He didn't mind the thought one bit. As, attention was attention, and it didn't matter as long as it was her.

Shaking Sans hand :3