Twirl the Flagon — Group 5 Summer Camp '22

August 28th, 2022

To say that spin the bottle went well last summer for Irina would be an understatement. She had a great time kissing multiple international boys, and just playing the game. There was even this one annoyingly hot boy that she got to kiss two times in a row. Irina didn’t have a boyfriend or a girlfriend to tie herself to, she was interested in having one but the options were sparse at Koldovstoretz. Nate was her best friend, but she had no intention of dating him whatsoever, it would be like dating her brother.

Excited to make some more friends and kiss some more people, Irina headed towards the quidditch stadium with a jump in her step. Arriving at the stadium, she was shocked to see how much it had been transformed. There was sand covering the ground and these little gazebos were scattered around. Irina arrived late to a gazebo with mainly older people, she didn’t want to be kissing any 11 year olds, that would be very weird. Taking her seat on one of the cushions, she looked at her options, there were a few of the same people from last year and some new faces in the mix.

Once the bottle was handed to Irina, she followed what everyone else did by placing it in the center, and spinning it. Watching the bottle go round and round, Irina hoped that she’d get someone who was a decent kisser. Finally when the bottle stopped she looked up to see that it was pointing at a vaguely familiar face. He spoke first that it was up to her if she kissed him, and he mentioned something about a rook. Remembering that this was Felix from that chess game last summer, Irina stood up and walked to where Felix was seated.

Taking a seat right next to him, Irina responded, “I never thought of you as a lowly rook, you made a valiant sacrifice for the team.” with that, Irina learned forward and kissed Felix on the lips before he could say anything back.

Action: Kissing Felix on the lips

Roleplaying as Durmstrang iNPC Arjan Oberoi

Stamina: 15 | Evasion: 9 | Strength: 17 | Wisdom: 4 | Arcane Power: 8 | Accuracy: 12
Abilities: Obnoxiously Strong | The Martial Artist | Spell Spread | Charmer

Interacting with @Dealla Prince and @Santario Martin
Mentions: @Erin Ryan and Felix Kolbeck @Winnie Harper

Be careful, folks, and watch your hearts for Arjan 'the great' Oberoi has arrived and he was here to win. Was it possible to win a game of Spin the Bottle? Probably not, no. However, Arjan Oberoi was sure to try. He would keep trying until he succeeded in making everyone fall deeply in love with him. Or something. After all, he was a charmer through and through - or something.

With a smirk playing on his face, he ran his hand over his hair flexing his biceps as he did so. With that, he was ready. He was rather casually dressed for the day - in a t-shirt and pair of shorts. Grabbing a platter of fruit, he made his way to his group. His gaze was instantly drawn to a blonde beauty [Erin Ryan]. She looked eerily familiar but he could not quite place it at the moment. He had definitely seen her before, on one of these international trips. Was it that girl he saw some time ago who took a solid punch?

She looked different somehow but also similar. The one thing he prided himself on was recognising people - a skill that came in handy in networking and making sure he made the right contacts. Besides, who did not remember the face of a beautiful girl? This one was definitely one that caught his eye and the more he looked at her, the more he found himself drawn to her. There was just something about her. This time he had to get a name. Last time, she had left before he could but he was sure that she was the same girl who had taken those solid punches like a champ and something about that impressed him to his very core.

There were other beautiful girls around though. There was no shortage of them. It seemed he had been lucky enough to be grouped with some true beauties. But with the good, there was always the bad. Arjan could only roll his eyes as he recognised a fellow Durmstrang here. Why was he here? Wait...

A smirk grew on his face. Kolbeck had dared him to smooch his girlfriend - some short blonde girl. He eyed up the group, checking to see if there was anyone that matched his description. The beautiful girl from earlier could not be his girlfriend based on her words, and if she was then that was even funnier.

"Arjan Oberoi," He greeted in response to the girl who introduced herself as Dee, with a smirk on his lips and a nod of his head. He was definitely looking forward to kissing them all and nothing else. Though he imagined some of them would not be up for such a thing.

Spinning the bottle, he watched it going around - definitely hoping for it to land on a girl. He really did not want another guy to fall for him. It was annoying enough having one after him! Glancing up when the bottle stopped, he noticed a beautiful dark-haired girl. With the best look of a Charmer he could give he looked up at her, "Oh, shall we?" He asked her, waiting to see what she did. He'd happily kiss her on the lips if she was up for it. Otherwise, cheek or hand was totally fine with him if she preferred.

There was a lot of confusion with the deadline I had set for this moderation. I had attempted to clear that up with the announcement two days back, but there seems to be those who did not receive the pings (will be investigating if there are issues with reducio'd mentions). As a result, I would like to offer an apology. Deadlines going forward will be much more clear. For now, I am locking this thread until Santario can post.

Interacting| Felix(@Winnie Harper) | Arjan (@Serena Towers) Mentioning| Pretty much everyone.

Outfit Reducio

Action| Allowing Arjan to kiss her cheek.

MODERATION POST—Round II

Well there were certainly some who would take advantage of a moment when handed to them. Erin Ryan was one such individual. Always one to take what was rightfully hers, and more than a little keen to fill the void of yearning, she would apparently waste no time in pouncing. Quite literally in this case. Jack Warren wouldn't stand a chance. Erin hadn't even been the one to spin the bottle, but she'd certainly been the one to act. Pinned by the grip of her she-woman strength, he was at the mercy of the gorgeous part-Veela as lips mashed in an uncomfortably lengthy battle.

Next up, M J Davenport. Who had let her into the game?? Clearly a certain organizer had been too distracted while making up the groups. That or this name had been cleverly slipped in last-minute, discreetly and unnoticed. There was no other was to explain the allowance of a known hag in a game of spin the bottle. Not that most of those present seemed to mind at all. Or have any real notion of the dangers, with the exception of Dealla. Alec Mason would be the unfortunate victim in this scenario. None the wiser, he seemed more than keen to receive so salacious an assertion of a kiss. If he only knew what she was. Or what a kiss would mean.

Dealla Prince had seen it coming, though, and had acted, lurching herself forward in an attempt to interrupt the kiss. She had been fully intent on sparing the poor lad an unfortunate outcome. Whatever that might have meant. A curse? Being made a host? Something entirely more sinister? That attempt would be interrupted, however. Sweet, sweet Milosh Rehnquist had really grown into his own since the first visit to London Stadium two years previous. He moved to interrupt Dealla, pulling her hand away and coaxing her to look at him. Gentle in his approach, he cupped her face and planted a delicate kiss to her temple. A sweet gesture. Had it not carried with it some unforgivable consequences.

Felix Kolbek had been separated from the rest of the participating Horntail Horde, finding himself in a mixed group of older students. Not that he should mind too much. Except for perhaps the unfortunate presence of a certain Durmstrang prince. Fortunately for him, Arjan would bow out of the game. In that regard, Felix could rest easy as he spun the bottle, its tip coming to land on Irina Afanasyeva, the blonde beauty who had served as his queen during the previous year's chess duelling. Disparaging his self-depreciation, she would reward the ""lowly knight"" with a kiss worthy of his previous sacrifices.

Poor Elena Jangleton had been bamboozled into an appearance, misinformation guiding her steps. Add a defiance against the perpetual votes of earning Gryffindor's most socially reserved lioness, and there was presented the environment for some shenaniganery. The lovely Serena Bowen would be the unlikely recipient of the bottle's attention, the girl having almost withheld from participating at all. Another to attempt to expand her comfort zones, however, she had joined. The two would start nice and easy. A quick hug to settle into the notion of greater scandal ahead.

No one would ever be surprised to find the princely and self-absorbed Arjan Oberoi on scene for a game of spin the bottle. A chance to woo the ladies, plant some kisses and steal some hearts? He'd probably been the first one to sign up. It seemed not everyone shared his enthusiasm for himself, though. Least of all Santario Martin. The bottle would spin, and this moderator would like to think so did her eyes. And yet, it seemed the raven-haired beauty was of a more lenient heart than usual. Rather than deny his advances, she would acquiesce, offering her cheek for a kiss.

THE BOTTLE HAS CHOSEN AGAIN!

Reducio

@Elena Jangleton spins the bottle, and lands on @Alec Mason
@Erin Ryan spins the bottle, and lands on @Dealla Prince
@M J Davenport spins the bottle, and lands on @Milosh Rehnquist (@Annie Morgan's iNPC)
@Jack Warren spins the bottle, and lands on @Serena Bowen
@Felix Kolbeck (@Winnie Harper's iNPC) spins the bottle, and lands on @Santario Martin
@Arjan Oberoi (@Serena Towers's iNPC) spins the bottle, and lands on @Irina Afanasyeva (@Lavinia Cloven'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

𝙾𝚄𝚃𝙵𝙸𝚃: Reducio Necklaces:

▪ 𝙴𝙽𝙲𝚈 ▪ ▪ FELIX ▪ KOLBECK ▪ ▪ DURMSTRANG iNPC ▪ FOURTH YEAR ▪

𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂: Reducio @Serena Towers as Arjan >:( @Lavinia Cloven as Irina @Erin Ryan @Jack Warren @Alec Mason @Santario Martin

Felix could hardly keep track of what the hell was happening in the tent. Some blonde chick seemed to be trying to suck some guy's face off. He made a mental note to stay the hell away from her should the bottle land on him. Actually, now that he thought about it, wasn't that the guy he had kissed last year? Not wall lips, the scar faced one. Poor guy. Better him than Felix, though.

Speaking of Wall Lips, he mentioned something about his hair-- Wait, what the fuck had he said? What sort of game was he trying to pull here? Did this guy think he could just make fun of his hair? Of course he had no way of knowing his mother had forced him into it, but still. "No it doesn't." Was Felix's response to the compliment. "Unless you enjoy looking basic."

Thankfully Irina was there to distract him as she accepted her part in the game and leaned in to kiss him. Her words had surprised him since he wasn't sure if she would even remember him. He paused when their lips first met so he could reach up to cup her cheek. It was a soft kiss, but he managed to flick his tongue against hers before pulled away. "If this is what a sacrifice gets me, remind me to do it again next time we play." He teased.

It might come as a big surprise that something else was pissing Felix off. Why the hell hadn't Arjan acknowledged his existence? Aside from that damn annoying smirk. Did he not remember who he was? What the hell, how dare he forget who Felix was. Sure, he had changed his looks over the summer, but he wasn't that different.

Whatever. He was going to be reminded of just who the hell he was. Especially when Santario entered the tent. Her presence definitely lightened the mood. Hell, she was even wearing the jacket he had given her. "Hey. Lookin' good." He nodded in the direction of the jacket, suddenly painfully aware that he was lacking his usual choice in style. "Have you been wearing that all year or did you just put it on for me today?" His lips curved into a grin.

Did her boyfriend know she was wearing another guy's jacket? They were just friends, but Felix wanted to prod at their relationship for some reason. "I have more if you want them. None of them fit me properly anymore." Damn Yefim.

His face scrunched when Arjan's spin landed on his friend. "Watch out; he bites." The Swede grumbled, rolling his eyes and leaning back in to pay attention to anything but the scene in front of him. His fingers absently spun the silver skull ring he was wearing on his left middle finger.

Whether or not Arjan kissed his friend on the cheek, he would reach out to spin the bottle for the next round. After twirling for a minute or two, it would stop in Santario's direction. An amused smile played on his lips. "Looks like the bottle wants us to kiss. You can tell me to stop if you want." He had already told himself he would be respectful this game... But San was his friend. Kissing friends was fine, right?

Shifting in his seat, he slid his hand beneath her chin and used his index finger to tilt it upwards. His thumb playfully slid across her lips. His eyes closed, thumb trailing down her jawline, past the smooth plane of her chin to graze the soft skin there before he leaned in and brushed his lips against hers.

Action: Kissing San (permission given OoC).

@Jack Warren | @Erin Ryan | @Alec Mason | @M J Davenport | Milosh Rehnquist (@Annie Morgan)

Dealla Prince was usually not the jealous type. Not so far, at least. She didn't mind if Jack was friends with other girls (was he? Honestly, she wasn't sure). After all, she had plenty of male friends, and while she engaged in many types of hypocrisy, this wasn't one of them. Logic aside though, she'd also never really felt it, that tightening of the chest, the hot burn at the back of her throat. Nothing had ever had that effect. Not, at least, until she saw a model-like upperclassman literally launch herself at her boyfriend, their faces clashing together with deadly accuracy.

It was enough to tear her attention away from Marion, and that was saying something.

Something clenched in her chest, heat rising in her cheeks, and her fingers curled into fists, an involuntary response. There was an irrational anger quickly boiling up in her stomach, directed at Jack more so than the girl, for just sitting there and letting this way too pretty girl slobber all over him like she wasn't sitting right next to him. It was an ugly feeling, but it was there all the same, and it hurt in her chest because she knew she wasn't as pretty as the blonde, and there was nothing to be done about that, but Jack belonged to her. "Get away from-" she began, voice low and sharp, one hand reaching out to Jack's shoulder to yank him backwards while the other was aiming to push Erin back.

Except then, she caught Marion moving towards Alec from the corner of her eye, and a cold flash of panic had her change direction mid-movement, ignoring her boyfriend still being smooched passionately in favour of lurching towards Alec, because she had to stop that, didn't she-

But, no. Before she'd gotten further than stretching out a hand, that foreigner guy had apparently decided that she needed even more on her plate, and shit shit shit she didn't have time for this. A gentle, lingering kiss to the temple... The gesture was a sweet one that she might have had some appreciation (or at least amused comment) for under different circumstances, but the Durmstrang boy had no idea the results his actions could have. "You have no idea what you're talking about," she hissed, trying to push past him, but her momentum was gone. When he moved away, leaving Dee stunned, anger and panic mixing in her chest, it was too late, and her face twisted in disgust as she watched Alec lean into the kiss. Idiot.

Despite what Milosh might think, this was not a simple game... and yet, Dee had just lost at spin the bottle. Twice.

Note | Will try to get another post in this round reacting to the new bottle spins that I don't have time for atm, there's just too much going on lol

Elena had come to the conclusion that there was no way out of this, not without being the victim of many looks and perhaps comments. Sure, there was nothing actually preventing her from getting up and phyiscally leaving these group of strangers to test the waters with each other but Elena Jangleton wasn't exactly what you'd call bold. Sometimes, she thought Godric Gryffindor would be rolling in his grave if he heard such words, these thoughts bouncing around her head just silently relieved her first partnet had gracefully went along with the embrace looking equally as relieved that the fifth-year had went with such an option and after a reassuring smile. the girl had taken her spot once again to watch the accursed item of interest do it's spin of fate to pair them once more.

Her eyes shot forward to the boy she'd been paired with as her mind worked in overdrive trying to figure this one. It was different last time because with Serena, she suspected they'd both shared that same sense of uneasiness but Elena didn't see that coming off this boy. If anything, she'd have to tread carefully as the moment of reckoning was yet to be decided. Better to get this over with, the brunette thought and like previously, she didn't know how he'd react to her opting to err on the side of caution so if he was hoping for something more fruitful. Elena Jangleton probably wouldn't be a viable option as she neared him. "Hi." She mustered up, a nervous smile crossing her features trying to get a read on him.

Merlin knew what he was thinking but the more they delayed, the more pressure would build on them to do something. "A cheek peck never hurt anyone, right?" Elena joked injecting some humor into the nervous tension radiating off her glancing at him to see if he would be receptive to such a course of action. If Alec would agree to to such a gesture, it would be a quick and light press of the lips to his cheek before stepping back for him. Elena could only hope he would accept such an alternative not sure how she'd process if he opted for a more direct option in a manner of speaking mentally counting down how many more times that bottle would spin putting together total strangers or even friends. This was certainly a very effective way to foster friendships, Elena Jangleton thought to herself although perhaps not for everyone.

ACTION:Attempting to kiss Alec on the cheek

Alec Mason

Attire

Spin the bottle had been an absolute mess last year, Alec remembered how quickly people left the game. Most reactions towards the spins had been immature, filled with childish forms of teasing and jeering from the group. The group he'd been put with this year was handling the game far better. He couldn't tell whether it was because they might have had a smaller group than the one he'd been last year, or the fact that everybody else seemed older compared to the people playing last year. At least the game could be kept and game and be left at that.

Alec shifted on the cushion he was sitting on as the game continued, his mind was wandering, thinking about the shell he'd picked up as it became another girl's(@Elena Jangleton) turned to spin. He knew nothing of the girl who was taking her turn to spin, nothing other than anything easy he could guess. She was older, probably a Hogwarts student, maybe he'd seen her around from time to time, it was hard to tell. Part of Alec thought the familiar looking face was what was tripping him up, like seeing a stranger on the street and thinking you know them from the back if their head alone. The older girl reminded him of Ironwoods(@Cassandra Ironwoods found alec's thoughts too funny not to tag you), as strange as that was. . .

Alec's eyes watched the bottle carefully as it spun. He was curious as to who the bottle would land on. The bottle spun, slowing with time and stopping in front of him. Alec delayed his momentary shock. His reaction was faster, more immediate this time, forcing himself to stand up and get to his feet the second the bottle stopped. Alec ignored the implications about what it would mean to possibly receive a kiss from a girl who looked a little like Ironwoods, he was conflicted.

Last time when the girl had spun she hugged the person she spun on. He wasn't sure if her preferences had changed with this spin but he wouldn't have cared whether she wanted to kiss or hug him, or he supposed run off, that was an option too. Replacing words with actions the teen would shrug, putting his hands in his pockets while he waited to see what she would do. He wouldn't mind whether he received a kiss or a hug, and as she was the spinner of the bottle, he left the decision up to her.

The girl was noticeably a little uneasy as she greeted Alec with a hi. With a warm smile Alec returned her greeting with a casual, “hey,” her unease made him wonder if he should go in for a hug to keep the pressure off her to do something, so they could both go back to their seats.

A peck on the cheek never hurt anyone the older girl joked. Alec laughed and nodded. “Of course not,” he would wink, “It's no insult to be able to say a beautiful girl kissed me on the cheek,” he spoke, lightly teasing her. He let her quickly peck him on the cheek. Soon after the peck on the cheek he headed to his seat.

Action: Receiving a peck on the cheek from Elena

Roleplaying as Durmstrang iNPC Arjan Oberoi

Stamina: 15 | Evasion: 9 | Strength: 17 | Wisdom: 4 | Arcane Power: 8 | Accuracy: 12
Abilities: Obnoxiously Strong | The Martial Artist | Spell Spread | Charmer

Interacting with Santario Martin and Irina Afanasyeva (Lavinia Cloven)

"It would be my pleasure," Arjan responded with a polite smile, matching his, oh so, chivalrous behaviour as he stepped forward and placed a kiss on her cheek. A soft, gentle kiss that consisted of zero 'bite'. It was polite, and light - more of a quick peck than a 'bite' as it had been described.

The smile on his face did not fall off his face. He had absolutely no doubt that she would fall victim to his charm soon enough. After all, he was just the most courteous and handsome guy there was. No one was immune to his charming ways - apparently - even if they straight up rejected it, he would find a reason that made sense in his head. There was something wrong with them if they rejected him, after all. He took in her face, committing it to memory for later use.

Going back to the game without much further ado, he spun the bottle again with zero hesitation. A part of him was definitely hoping for it to land on the beauty in blonde that had caught his eye years ago but he seemed to have little luck with that. At the very least, it did land on another girl. That was a good start.

A lighthearted smile played on his lips as he recognised the face, "Oh, fancy seeing you again," He commented, keeping his tone lighthearted and definitely jokey as he continued, "It seems like the bottle really wants us to be together". Apparently, they had kissed a few times before but things had definitely kicked off last time so who knew where they stood now? He eyed her carefully, making no moves on her for a moment to give her a chance to respond. If she desired it, he would oblige with a kiss but he wanted to see what she preferred first.