Twirl the Flagon — Group 3 Summer Camp '22

There was a giddiness when it came to the idea of making Manu go through this game with him and his brother. 'Let's kiss some English girls' Raul had said, but Boe only nodded and laughed at his little brother's enthusiasm. As the bottle spun, Boe watched patiently as he sat next to his brother. Of course, every time that Manu would look his way, the boy would fire off his most charming smile towards the girl. Boe's ruse may have been discovered by Manu, but that only meant he had to double down on his actions. His pleasant smile continued on as he watched Manu plant a kiss on an annoying redhead's cheek. How did Boe find out that she was annoying? Well, immediately after, Raul decided to face battle with a boy next to the redhead- Winnie, that's what she said her name was.

However, it only took moments for a plan to hatch. Chaos is a bit fun, don't you think? As the road to fun paved its way across his mind, he glanced towards the bottle only to find it pointed at him. A younger boy, maybe Raul's age, was sticking his fist out towards Boe. Was he supposed to do something with his fist? Awkwardly Boe just grasped onto the boy's fist with his. "This will do." was all he spoke in response. Must be a European thing, Boe assumed.

Now with his own obligations filled, Boe could finally put his little scheme into action. There was only one reason Boe wanted to take this course of action- To show up Manu. As Winnie angrily reached toward the bottle, Boe took his chance. She seemed pretty pissed and looked rather comparable to a barking chihuahua. Bitching and moaning aside, the elder Mirales-Correa brother leaned forward as she spun her bottle. Like a panther pouncing from the brush, Boe stopped the bottle with his hand and pointed it directly at himself. Sometimes you just had to make your own fate or chaos. He couldn't help but look over at Manu and wink.

"Looks like you got me-" Was all the boy said in his lightly accented voice before reaching out his hand and placing it on the side back of Winnie's neck. With confidence, the boy would pull the loud redhead into a kiss (If she did not resist, of course.) Tilting his head slightly to the side to avoid the smashing of noses, Boe just let his charm take over. Maybe both brothers could get a reaction out both sides of this janky relationship.

Action: 'fist bumping' McCowan, and stop Winnie's bottle spin and kiss her

Interaction with Raul Mirales Correa & @Nicholas McCowan,@Aly Salinger (As Manu), and Finally @Winnie Harper

--- Date: 28/08/22 || Time: --:-- ---

Outfit: White t-shirt, skirt, Shoes

Why was the girl staring at her like that? Was there something on her face?

Sophia reached up with her hand in what she hoped was a subtle movement, trying her best to feel for any leftover breakfast or whatever such schmutz could possibly be present upon her cheeks. She didn't feel anything, but that didn't necessarily mean there was nothing.

She self-consciously rubbed at the corners of her mouth as quickly and inconspicuously as she could, wishing she had some sort of mirror or reflective surface, because the girl's gaze was kind of making her feel embarrassed.

The girl approached her, miraculously not reacting - or even noticing, hopefully - Sophia's reddened cheeks. The blue-head was a hugger through and through, and she loved hugging anyone with arms and cherishing the warmth, but somehow the social context made her feel comfortably uncomfortable. It was a clear contradiction, and she hated not understanding it.

Her timid greeting was returned with an equally shy wave from the silver-haired girl, and before Sophia realized that it was, in fact, happening, she felt a pair of long, spindly arms wrapped around her.

Sophia Maria Nelson was a hugger. She could recognize a good hug from a bad hug with practiced ease, and this was a good hug.

It was a wonderful hug, even if there was a slight delay before she realized that she should return it and wrapped her own arms around her hugging partner.

The arms were wrapped around her in just the perfect degree of tightness for her personal taste - it wasn't like a vice grip, but it also wasn't an impersonal and loose grip. The difference in height wasn't so bad either, since she could rest her head on the other girl's chest. And, best of all in Sophia's opinion, the girl's hair was long enough that she could catch the scent of the silver locks.

Unfortunately for Sophia, recognizing the scent was another matter.

After the hug ended and Sophia - reluctantly - pulled back, she smiled at the tall girl in front of her.

"Er, I'm Sophia, by the way," she whispered, embarrassed and unsure if introductions were correct protocol for 'twirl the flagon.' She'd obviously never played it before.

All she was sure of in that moment was that she was thankful for such a wonderful hug, and telling the girl her name felt like the right thing to do.

Notes:

Reducio

Sophia really loves hugs.

Interacting:

@Della Barfield

Mentioning:

@Kim Sato

MODERATION POST—Round II

Ilvermorny's Thunderbird, Theodore Duncain, would be first to have the courage to step up to spin. While he might have joined the game with the hopes to finally have the chance to impart his affections on a certain someone, the bottle would not be so kind. It would land on a young Edward Smith, with strength beyond his age. Somehow, the Koldovstoretz student had thought a game of spin the bottle would be a good idea despite having no intention to touch anyone at all in any way (except maybe one).

Instead of accepting an amiable hug, he would strike Theo across the face. With that one action, a cascade of actions would be set into motion. Greta's defiance. The return of a threat to her. Theo jumping to her defence with the grab of a collar. Edward's threat of murder in Russian would cue Greta to finally intercede with something more than words. Rising, she would fling one final promise, followed up with an incantation to seal it.

Greta casts the Full Body Bind Curse on Edward
[d20]:20+10 = 30 (Critical Success)
Damage: 50
Duration: max (2+1/10 AP) = 3 Rounds
Strength DC to break out: 14

Edward would find himself at no chance to dodge, held as he waas by the collar. (Flavour to explain Noah declaring the desire for the spell to be an auto-hit). Impacting him squarely, the effect would be instant, limbs snapping to his sides, body going stiff as a board. At this point, only Theo's grip would keep the kid upright. Were he to let go, Edward would fall straight back. Either way, the kid was not going to be able to spin the bottle until he either managed to break out of the bind or someone took pity on him to release him of the magical prison.

Greta Fransson, in the midst of the above mess had hoped against hope that the situation would de-escalate, taking an opportunity to spin the bottle during a relative reprieve. Her intended target, Rita Su, took a moment to write a note requesting a hug, one that the little Valkyrie was more than happy to oblige.

Mathias Pride had entered alongside his girlfriend, questioning the sanity of entering such a game when it would assuredly spark jealousy and fighting. Despite such notions, he would brazenly spin the bottle, keen to deliver discomfort to the unlucky individual serving as his target. Castelobruxo's Raul Correa would earn that title and the two would find themselves horribly matched. Or perfectly, depending on the proclivities of the reader. In a hopeless game of chicken, what started as a little tease of denial and innocent cheek peck, quickly became THE kiss to talk about, the two boys showing everyone unable to pull their gaze away what a REAL kiss was supposed to look like.

Manuela Macedo had cursed her luck at having been paired with arguably her two least favourite people that walked the earth. Two in a group of thirteen others made for decent odds of a horrible time. Lucky for the girl, the bottle would spare her a bone-chilling fate, pairing her with the absolutely delightful Winnie Harper who had offered to receive a peck on the cheek. Apparently this wasn't as horrid a suggestion as Manu's disgruntled expression might have indicated given that she would go through with it. And not even back out of the tent once the deed had been done.

After the display of violence, Elizaveta Mikhailov was more than a little worried about who she might get partnered with herself. The gods of fortune would spare her any threat of injury, however, as her own spin landed on Noah Jupe. The hyperactive Gryffindor practically glowed (quite literally thanks to his Metamorphmagus tendencies) as he looked up to see his charming belle. An awkward bap of her hand preceded a lengthy hug.

Nicholas McCowan would make an appearance as well, despite an alleged dedication to his squish. Granted, it was her absense that led to his discomfort and ultimate decision. While he would spin the bottle and offer a first-bump to Boe Mirales Correa as a consolation, he would ultimately back out of the game. This entire action earned him a funny look from the South American who wouldn't even bump the first, but rather awkwardly wrap his fingers around it like some sort of bastardization of a fist hand shake. Nevermind. What was done was done, and the group would now be another one fewer and back to even numbers.

Finally, Della Barfield would find herself in the game like a dazed dream, taking advantage of limited supervision to maximize the drama like any good teen rom-com. A turn of a bottle later to land on Sophia Nelson, and there would be a sudden realization. Heck. Girls were cute. Especially girls with the exact kind of dusting of freckles across the nose as Sophia. Stomach flips would abound amidst mutual anxiety, eventually culminating in a hug. Missed opportunity.

That should have been the last of it. But no. Jealousy was a fickle mistress with a tendency to wreck havoc on the senses and a penchant to tangle rational thought. Caught in a landmine of emotions while watching the very intimate display of her biromantic partner getting lost in the handsome tenderness of another man's embrace, Winnie fell to that green beast. Fate wouldn't even have a chance to step in. Boe would take over, taking advantage of the moment to make his own luck. The only question now... would he hold a candle to the flame of her own beau? Or overshadow it entirely?

THE BOTTLE HAS CHOSEN AGAIN!

Reducio

@Raul Correa (@Nicholas McCowan's iNPC) spins the bottle, and lands on @Della Barfield
@Theodore Duncain (@Opeila Winters's iNPC) spins the bottle, and lands on @Winnie Harper
@Rita Su spins the bottle, and lands on @Noah Jupe
@Boe Mirales Correa (@Jack Warren's iNPC) spins the bottle, and lands on @Greta Fransson (@Evelynn Decipio's iNPC)
@Mathias Pride spins the bottle, and lands on @Manuela Macedo (@Aly Salinger's iNPC)
@Sophia Nelson spins the bottle, and lands on @Elizaveta Mikhailov (@Samantha Salwis's iNPC)

Additionally:
—The order of the spins listed is not necessarily the order they happen ICly, nor do they have to be posted in that order.

Players have until Midnight on Monday, August 1st to post

--- Date: 28/08/22 || Time: --:-- ---

Outfit: White t-shirt, skirt, Shoes

Sophia frowned.

She'd signed up for this game, but something that - stupidly - hadn't come to mind when she'd signed up was that she couldn't just passively watch everyone else. Eventually, she would have to spin the bottle herself.

Sure, she'd hoped absently that maybe she would be overlooked and maybe - just maybe - she wouldn't have to spin the bottle. She'd rather be a receiver of hugs, not a giver. There was a lot of pressure involved in spinning the bottle and being an initiator of affection, especially when so many different people had different ideas for what was to be expected in the game.

Some people expected simple hugs. Others expected cheek kisses - which Sophia thought were cute, to be fair. And unfortunately, some people even expected full-fledged lip-kisses. It was a lot of stress guessing what the others were comfortable with, and now she had the judgement call thrusted upon her by the traitorous green bottle.

Thankfully the one chosen by the bottle was a girl - a tall, blond girl with green eyes - so Sophia could eliminate a fully fledged lip-kiss as an option. That narrowed it down to a cheek kiss or a hug.

Her first instinct was to go for a hug, since that was simple and effective in this situation. However, she'd seen enough T.V. shows as a muggle to know that some cultures actually preferred cheek-kisses as a normal greeting. She didn't know which countries gravitated toward the double cheek kiss, but she knew she'd seen it before. She briefly cursed her American nationality and lack of general education about global cultures.

She stood awkwardly, blushing at the attention on her. She didn't know if anyone was actually even paying attention, but her anxiety told her they were, regardless of whether she was right or wrong. She shuffled her feet to the blonde and offered a hand to help her up. She was nervous, but she had to remember her manners. Whether the girl would accept her offered hand was out of her control.

"Er, hello," she attempted a greeting, but it was terribly awkward.

She clasped her hands behind her back shyly and shifted on her feet briefly, aware that she was taking far longer than she should have. After a few very long - to her - seconds, she stood on her tiptoes and attempted to plant a quick kiss on the girl's left cheek then her right cheek.

There. Hopefully she'd done it right. The last thing she wanted was to offend someone with her lack of education regarding social customs in other countries. She could now understand why handshakes were the way to go in the United States. It was certainly less embarrassing.

She attempted a shy smile at the girl and returned to her spot.

Notes:

Reducio

About the 'she was a girl, so a lip-kiss wasn't an option' part: Soph isn't homophobic intentionally, she's just young and very Catholic with much to learn. Her own bi-denial doesn't help.

Interacting:

@Samantha Salwis as Eliza

Mentioning:

Theo let the child scream and ramble as he held him by the collar, but he would not allow him to threaten him or any of his friends. He didn't care how old Edward was.
Eventually he had changed into a different language- Russian?- and said some words Theo couldn't understand. Another threat?

Well, what he couldn't understand, Greta very well could and it was then that she finally raised her voice as well. And not only that, suddenly she raised her wand and cast the full body-bind curse at him. Theo watched as Edward's arms and legs snapped together, then let him fall backwards.
He didn't feel bad at all.

If anyone tried to approach Edward, help him even, Theo would smile at them and interfere. "You know what, maybe... just leave him there, that way he and we are all just fine." He'd sent another amused look over to Greta before he spun the bottle again. He really liked this kind of teamwork.

The bottle spun around and finally pointed at a seemingly younger girl with long- really long- red hair. Theo would scoot over to her with his usual grin, although still a slightly redder cheek than usual. "Hi there! I'm Theo, nice to meet you, may I ask for this hug?"

*the stats in the banner are old

The dead thread spoken by one of the boys in Russian frightened Eliza even more than when he slapped the other student. At first, the blonde felt incredibly bad for the older boy, especially because the hate he had gotten was based on some nonsense reason. It was a big mystery how the blond boy had come up with the idea that Theo was from Durmstrang as his accent clearly wasn't Russian and all she could do was watched as the two yelled at each other. Partly hiding her face behind her hands, she listened as a third student, talking Russian to the younger boy, got mixed into the fight. When the other girl cast the full body bind curse at the boy, all the sympathy Eliza had felt towards the girl and the boy she stood up for disappeared. Making dead threads and slapping people for no reason was horrible but using violence as an answer was just as bad.

This game was horrible! If there weren't students fighting, they were entwined in an extreme make-out session much to Eliza's disgust. Being in this weird group of people definitely wasn't what she imagined her day to look like and she seriously considered leaving the game. Looking around, she scanned the group for normal-looking individuals hoping to find somebody she could trust not to slap her in the face or start an extreme make-out session with her. There were just a couple of students that didn't frighten her, like the girl with long red hair (Winnie) and another girl but then with silver hair (Della). Elizaveta was used to being alone but she never really felt alone as she could easily enjoy herself, however, this was different, there were way too many things happening at once. Being without a buddy to have her back, she didn't feel safe in the group of drama-creating students and she longed for a friend more than ever.

When the boy didn't reject her hug, Eliza was extremely glad. If he had slapped her in the face like the other boy or ignored her she might have ended up crying and fleeing the scene. She had expected a short and simple hug but the boy kept holding on to her. A bit too shy to pull away, the Russian girl stayed in the hugging position for at least 10 seconds before awkwardly loosening the arms she had wrapped around the boy. Taking a step away from the boy, she released herself from the hug. "Bye," she said shyly before walking away. The boy had seemed kind, way better than the troublemakers in her group and only when she sat down again did she realise she should have stayed around him instead of being alone.

Frightened that one of the weird students would spin the bottle and it would land on her, Eliza carefully watched the bottle as the next person, an adorable blue-haired girl, spun the bottle. When the opening pointed at her, a little blush appeared on her face as she looked up at the girl. Both of the girls red-cheeked, she took the hand of the younger student to get up. Once she stood on both of her legs, the other was surprisingly close and her cheeks flushed even more as she had no idea what Sophia was going to do. Maybe a hug, a kiss, hopefully, no punch or anything like that. "Hi," she said nervously, extremely aware of how close they stood to each other. The few seconds between the greetings and the action of the girl seemed hours and Eliza's heart pounded loudly in her chest.

The two soft kisses on her cheeks left her flabbergasted, unable to say anything before the other girl turned around and started to make her way back to her spot. "Wait," left her lips before she could think about it twice. When she had seen the back of the girl, she realized she didn't want the other to leave her alone again. "You look kind," she said shyly as she took a couple of steps in Sophia's direction. "Can I sit with you?" She looked at the other with the puppy eyes she always used whenever she wanted something from her brothers. "The others scare me," she shared honestly hoping 'the others' weren't paying too much attention to her.

Sta 8 | Eva 10 | Str 11 @Theo Duncain @Greta Frannson Wis 6 | Arc 5 | Acc 5

His eyebrows furrowed in fear, and he wanted to scream bloody murder, but couldn't. Why did everyone hate him? He had done nothing wrong! He was shot! Well, shot with the full body bind curse. He couldn't move his arms, or his legs. He wanted to whine and make noises to prove he wasn't dead- but thought otherwise. Maybe they'd regret it!

Yes that's right! They'll regret it! They'll think of a million ways to apologize to him! But would they do so right off the bat? What if- well no. They don't seem to be able to show love, Theo. YOU KNOW WHAT?

I WANT TO BREAK FREE! He would try his hardest to split his arms from his sides, and his legs apart. Why was this spell so odd? He kept grunting, but felt it had no prevail. He mentally yelled out cusswords to Greta, and kept attempting to break free. He continued trying to split his arms from his body, so he could try and unbind his legs. After all, Eddy didn't know how the spell worked exactly. He never got hit with the full body bind curse. And he would make sure they rued the day they were born.

Action: Attempting to break the curse (Full Body Bind)

Sta 3 | Eva 4 | Str 2 @Rita Su Wis 12 | Arc 10 | Acc 9

He hugged the girl for ten seconds, before his arms were removed awkwardly. "S-sorry." Noah said, sheepishly.

Was it time to be a man? Yes. But did he want to? No. Was it important to stay a kid forever.. well kinda. You don't want to grow old, and he was growing rapidly, not noticing how fast time was moving, when he was offered a hug by... whats her name... Rita? From Wizarding Scouts?

"Sure. I'd like that." He pulled her close so he could actually give her a hug. His arms weren't that long! What'd you expect from a boy who was 4'2"? It reminded him heavily of his boyfriend from his early second year and the summer around that time. Ai, it was short-lived, but he could definitely find a new boyfriend, couldn't he? He didn't think Kim liked him, so he would need to see who would like him back.

And finally, he let go of Rita, his hug being gentle and now releasing her. He hoped he wouldn't be compared to the boy who was yammering in russian and got the full body bind on him. Noah at least had a future, did the russian? "Thanks for the hug Rita!"

Action: Hugging the girl

Don't kill me but I need to work on Noah's hair to have a goldish hue x.x but right now his hair is golden.