Truth or Dare — Group FIVE Summer Camp '22

@Pax Zhang

She smiled at Chiaki's answer nodding in understanding. It was one thing to have something and another to be good at it yet with the way the girl was going on about, determination could do wonderful things. "Aim high, sure they'll be talking about you before long." Elena said with an grin as the earth-shattering sound of the cannon invaded their ears, the Gryffindor flinching at the sound as it did so. Really, who's genius idea was it to drag a functioning cannon in here and moreso, she was surprised such a thing had been granted permission to be used, they didn't exactly have the best track record when it came to being near potentially dangerous objects and entities as Elena Jangleton was sure a good majority of them could recall as a slip of parchment flitted down to her.

"See ya." She said elbowing her way through the throng of moving limbs and feet to find her next target, a dare presumably from the looks of it. From the name, Elena could deduce that perhaps she was looking for someone from one of the visiting schools. After you lived in England for some time, you sort of learned what fit and what not, her inquisitive eyes searching for anyone who looked remotely unaccompanied using that as the basis for determining who is it the parchment commanded her to find. "Greta, right? I have your dare here." She said gently tapping a girl on the shoulder, at least she hoped it was because the girl seemed to be in search of something just like she was and if Elena's deduction was correct, they were in search of each other which could mean this was the only logical conclusion as she cleared her throat before answering. Nothing crazy, nothing simple either and perhaps a tad bit embarrassing but nevertheless fun, well, amusing for whoever would be on the receiving end.

Well, this game wouldn't be half as enjoyable if you didn't branch out a little. "Right, I dare you to sing out your answers for the next round." The brunette said looking up at the other girl. Thankfully however, she was saved by the good graces of someone shouting her name and she merely nodded at Greta. "Trust me, whatever you got, it can't be that bad. Just try not to sound like a banshee." She said as a form of reassurance and humor half-grinning as she hurried off following the sound of the voice. Really, a truth was just as complicated and perhaps nerve-wracking as a dare given the fact the other person could ask quite literally anything and Elena merely prayed it wouldn't be anything too complicated as she strode up to the boy merely waving a hand in greeting. "In the flesh, what you got for me?" The girl said, her mind working to predict what he might throw at her and how she might respond, an impossible feat. He could ask her about her favorite flavor of cake or whether nifflers or dementors were more cute, there was just no way to tell.

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Louca was having much too much fun. He laughed, enjoying seeing others completing their dares, just as much as he was having fun actually doing them. Some people were quite creative and he decided he would have to up his game if he got another person who chose dare.

Hearing something that sounded like his name, but not quite, he turned to face the general direction. Raising his hand, he said "Looking for me? Louca?" Moving closer to the person, he waited to see what they would do. Smirking at them, he said "Is that all?' Climbing with only minor difficulty onto the table, Louca did his best imitation of a jig, probably looking more like a fool than a dancer, but it was fun. He laughed as he continued for several more moments before hopping off the table and landing with his hands out to the side, shaking them like jazz hands before raking his right hand through his hair.

Knowing the routine by now, he patiently waited for the cannon to spit out the next name, catching the paper as it fluttered in his direction. Unfolding it, he quietly said "Elizabeta?" Raising his voice, he shook the piece of paper, saying once more "Elizabeta?" Waiting until he found the right person, he folded his arms, one hand going to his chin and he tapped his chin with his index finger. "I dare you to....somersault all around the deck, knocking at least two people down on the way." Louca smirked, knowing that probably wasn't too nice to others but still, it would be fun and it was unlikely that anyone would truly get hurt.

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Action: Choosing Dare again
Stats: Stamina: 10 | Evasion: 8 | Strength: 5 | Wisdom: 7 | Arcane Power: 5 | Accuracy: 5
Abilities: Fearless, Rapid Reviver

English
Japanese

And the next few minutes, Sara was frankly mentally whiplashed. Multiple times. For instance, Alluring started comparing uh.. beauty? To a kitten? To be fair, Sara’s eyes first brightened at the mention of that. “ Hmmh” he nodded in acceptance instinctively, still not getting the whole picture yet. Kittens are adorable. But shining star with the affection of a kitten? Dear god. That is some fancy words to describe cats, Sara was momentarily impressed. That was until he realized he was the one being compared to a kitten. Flattered. But too far from the truth to believe it. @Charless Alluring

Sara was enough aware that his face looked more… intimidating than most. He was only tired of having that fact hanging over his head like dark rain clouds. Prevents him from opening up to others and starting this whole: get more friends, journey. But to have the truth completely erased was only an unachievable dream. So now Sara was at a crossroads with this Alluring. Was he lying, or did he see something Sara didn't? A question he could not give an answer to at the moment. Not with the other whiplashes coming in.

2nd of all, is Aluring’s eye alright? Why is it twitching like that? (He was winking). He failed to ask him that as Alluring proceeded to confuse Sara more. With the whole bow thing, and ‘honor to stand in your presence??? Whaaaaaattt? At some point, Sara’s brain has pretty much fried. Alluring was certainly the first uh… passionate lad Sara ever met.

For better or for worse, this allowed Alluring to swiftly plant his long awaited kiss on Sara’s hand.

“Only to tell you that you’re..”Alluring spoke. “ the most beautiful person I have seen today”

Sara’s response to that bold confession that even he can’t misunderstand?

“Hhhhaaaaaa????”

He was not the kind to give cohesive responses when his brain has been malfunctioning from the confusion for too long. It was difficult to tell visually what he was feeling. In words, he was bewildered. In facial expression, he looked ready to give Alluring and his well-defined abs a good knuckle sandwich. As most of his expressions were whenever he was feeling a great deal of emotions.

Thankfully, Alluring didn't stay too long. Slipping out of Sara’s way like a fleeting dream. At least dreams were somewhat easier or understand. Who was going to tell the poor Mahoukotoro student what just happened? Once the initial shock subsided, Alluring's words circled around his mind like a persistent ring tone.

“Only to tell you that you are the most beautiful person I have seen today”

He had to have an odd .. sense of humor, right? With no other logical deductions, Sara was stuck on convincing himself of other reasons why Alluring would even say that. Ah yes, he was merely a friendly person, thats why!

With this conclusion, Sara was satisfied. But only briefly. He enjoyed the time before he saw the same Alluring pushing someone off the boat.

Okay, maybe not as nice as he thought. So then, he’s back to square one. Thinking Mode Sara, looked like Scary Mode Sara. 1 notable difference may be the dust of red speckled across the tip of his ears. As confusing as Alluring is, was there a part of Sara that wanted to believe his words? Perhaps their next meeting would make this clearer for him.

Fortunately, his attention was taken by an unfamiliar voice calling out his name, just as he did with Rita. Even with the girl standing so close to him, he merely raised his hand to gain her attention. Somehow not wanting to move so much now that he took full notice of her.@Greta Fransson

Shes so… smol.

A stark difference compared to his earlier chatting companion The same was said for her energy as well.

“Kohana!” she brightened.

“ Y-Yes!” her enthusiasm peer pressured him into an enthusiastic response of his own. “ u-Um.. uhh- cat girl!” He didn't know her name, but it was difficult not to take notice of her antics earlier. A dare, most likely. Until he was told her real name, the horrible nickname will most likely stick. Oh, but was she offended?

He was thankful she didn’t ask the same question Chiaki told. If they did, he would no doubt be expected to answer in English. It seemed like she too had a difficult time expressing words in English. A struggle he somewhat understands. With this, every word she said was greatly paid attention to. When she crouched down, he followed suit. When she screamed, he almost jumped back. He was right about her energy, that's for sure. A sparkle that Sara could appreciate after his earlier shock faltered. Although when she sprung back up to give his truth, it took a few slower minutes until he could get back on his feet. He never enjoyed needing to look down on people.

He paused, thinking more about how to convey his answer than what his answer is. What are the odds of someone on this boat knowing both Japanese and German? His dark eyes flickered towards the person who helped her translate her truth earlier. They would help her out, surely? “ Hmm, biggest fantasy. Ummmm….I dreamt- spooky dream. There was.. smoke- and angry looking pumpkins. And then- b a m”

Reducio

“ puppies and kitties appear on the angry pumpkin face. Very cute. Ummm- what I-I’m saying is, I want more dreams to be that. Angry pumpkins then bam- cute “. He hoped this was what she meant by fantasy. Was she asking for his hope for the future or an actual dream? So why not give her an answer that satisfies both? Dreams could be the manifestation of the subconscious mind. It was a no-brainer why this particular dream was so vivid. But explaining what went on in his dream was less embarrassing than ‘ Ah I wish I didn't look like I’m in a lousy mood 24/7 ‘. He hoped she was satisfied with this truth- and for someone to translate it for her. If they did, whatever reaction she gives he would pay full attention to.

After that whole shabam, the next cannon fired and he received the next person he was to give truth or dare. Behold! Another dare. Perhaps this would be the start of the plague of talking backward. Fortunately, he had more time to think about how to approach this ‘Louca Dufort’ and his dare, for another, had approached him with both a truth and a dare.

“ You have both? “

Sara nodded in response. “ I have seen others give me…” a certain dumstrang boy and an enthusiastic girl came to mind. “ little courage” a trace of a gentle smile rested on his lips, which disappeared as soon as it came. @Elizaveta Mikhailov

“ Stole? “ he thought back on his memories. “ hmm...I do not like to steal. But when I was little boy, there is a cute cat in my muggle school. Before I go home, I hug the cat every day. And then- one day I want to hug it more. I carry it like a baby and tried to walk home “ as if the memory itself as amusing, a small chuckle escaped from him.“ the teacher saw me and told me 'stop'. That day, I learn the cat is uhh- actually belonging to the headmaster. I cried many hours, and got a bit scolded. But it is funny memory now haha. I think.. that is one time I almost stole something” he paused before adding; “ Thank you for making me remember “. It truly was quite a fond time for him to look back on.

When she had revealed the dare, he almost shouted ‘ THANK YOU ‘ to her. While he was on a mission to combat his shyness, he had talked to wayyyyyy to many people so far. He needed a break since Alluring fried his brain circuits. “ I can do that “ he nodded, determined. He excitedly closed his eyes and relished the darkness that came with it. The sounds of dares and truths being fulfilled left and right were music to his ears.

Until he realised:

“ gahhhh “ he grumbled, one hand coming in contact with his own face. “ I forgoooottt. I still need to find Dufont for his dare…” he muttered loud enough for anyone near him to listen in.

He couldn't even find Rita when he still had his eyes open. How in the heck could he find a total stranger without his vision? Scream at the top of his lungs? Or pretend he knows what he’s looking for while stumbling in the dark and assuming who is a Louca, and who is not a Louca.

Hmmmmm.

Well, calling Rita out has not proved a successful way to find someone. Perhaps he could… navigate his way around? With eyes closed? While trying to find someone whose voice he had never properly heard before? ‘It’s uh… worth a shot’.

With that resolution, Sara kept his walking area fairly close to the edge of the boat, navigating his way through the darkness and less relevant chatter. He tried to keep his ears peeled from something- anything to point to Louca Dufont. Finding a stranger you never met through closed eyes appeared to be a more difficult job than he thought. But you know what he could count on? His gut. Was it a reliable source of information?



No it was not. But it did leave him to someone who had close contact with him earlier. With eyes closed, he managed to step his way toward an unknown girl (@Bloom Silverton). With angry eyebrows, closed eyelids, and the horrible decision to trust his gut more than his sense, he said to the girl. “ L-Louca? Louca D-Du..font? My name is Sara anddd, I-I am to give a Dare. Oh, pardon. I can not see you. I must close my eyes until next round. It’s a dare. A-anyway- “ he seemed eager to finish this conversation, if Bloom were to protest anything he would blur out and not listen. Walking around in the darkness, trying to avoid bumping into anyone was not good to chill Sara out. “ So, I am not good with dares. Can you p-perhaps..spin 15 times and give the first person you uh– hit? bump? Yes- umm, you give a long hug”. This dare was inspired while he was fighting for his life just now. Seems tame enough, no? Now, if only he said that to the right person. But until the next round, his eyes would, unfortunately, need to remain closed.

Next round: Truth.

Action: Giving Louca Bloom the dare to spin around 15 times and teddy bear hug whoever they bump into first.

Fulfilling both his truth and dare, currently have his eyes closed(has he ever stolen and closing his eyes until the next round someone go talk to him)

Fulfilling Greta’s earlier truth to him (what is his biggest fantasy)

Having his brain fried by Charles. But also being inspired by Charles and Greta to choose a dare ()


Interacting Before: @Samantha Salwis (inpc), @Henry Knight(inpc) , @Evelynn Decipio (inpc),

Interacting Now: @Bloom Silverton

Mentioning: @Emma Wynn(inpc), @Rita Su,

Interacting with Sara Kohana (@Hanako Tone's iNPC) & Louca Dufort (@Emma Wynn's iNPC)

It seemed that her part in the round had been extremely quick. She couldn't help but to people watch and see what other people were forcing their new partners to do or even what they could get out of them to say. Bloom was zoning out just watching that she was unsure if there was a new round. Was there a new round? Bloom thought that there might be when she was given a dare by someone she had no idea of.

Perhaps she just did not get the piece of paper yet and would have to get it from Evelynn, but for right now, she was going to do the dare that she thought was her turn to do. Bloom smiled at the student who's eyes were closed, unable to hear the name that they were actually looking for. "I can totally do that!" she said, and Bloom began to spin around fifteen times. At the ninth time, she was feeling incredibly dizzy, but she kept going, knowing she had to complete the dare.

When she was done with her spinning, she could not help but to feel incredibly sick. Perhaps she should have slowed down? But the adrenaline of the dare made her go fast. Bloom stopped in place, felt her head spin and her eyes undergo a voluntary vertigo. She then had to hug anyone who was nearby. Unable to really see who was around her, she leaped to the first person who was closest to her. It was none other than Louca Dufort. If they would accept, Bloom would give them the biggest teddy bear hug, squeezing the life out of them to fulfill the task. If they would not accept, she would only be about to begin to wrap her hands around them and drop them at their word, saddened that she was unable to complete her dare.

It would be afterwards that she would go and get her piece of paper to determine her next person. Not knowing, however, that the next round hadn't even started, and they were still on the round that she had finished so early.

ACTION: Taking on a dare from Sara Kohana that Bloom thought was the next round.

Due to real life circumstances, I will be unable to write the moderation post when intended. As a result, there will be an extension for all members of the thread until after the weekend. I will be aiming to publish the mods on Monday, but will still be in the middle of a work set then. It is possible the mods won't happen until Thursday, August 18.

Next Round: Dare

*the stats in the banner are old

Just after she had asked her truth question to the boy, she heard a voice behind her asking the meaning of stolen in Russian. After turning to the speaker, Eliza realized that it was the slightly familiar girl that had acted like a cat in the previous round and she suppressed a little giggle. "It means stolen," she would reply in her native tongue, a little twinkle in her eyes from the joy of knowing the meaning of an English word while another did not. Usually, she was the one who was the worst in English so she was glad she was able to help the other girl.

The compliment about her dress made her smile widely. Finally somebody with fashion sense! The skirt of the dress twirled freely as the Russian girl spun one time to show off her outfit. "Thank you," she took a moment to look at the other girl's outfit. "I like your outfit too," she said, more out of courtesy than honesty. Elizaveta looked up in surprise when the other girl mentioned them being best friends. What was she talking about? She had never had a best friend.

"What-" the blonde quickly stopped herself from asking what the other meant with her words afraid to hurt her feelings. Maybe it was just like with Charles and they had known each other so long time ago she had forgotten they had played together as kids all day long. Even if that was the case, she was sure they had never been best friends as the closest thing Elizaveta had to a best friend were her brothers. Still not wanting to hurt the unknown girl's feelings, she quickly put on a little smile hiding the confused look that had shown on her face previously. "I am good, my family doing great too," she answered shortly, unsure what to say. The blonde glared at the arm that was linked with her with great confusion, trying to remember when she and the girl would have been best friends. The girl managed to confuse her even more, something she didn't expect was possible, as she asked if anybody had confessed to her.

The perfect date the boy had described sounded pretty great indeed and Elizaveta would love to travel the world with somebody, it sounded like a fairy tale. On top of that, she full-heartedly agreed with Durmstrang being the greatest school and staying that forever. They will easily crush the other schools in the tournament and show just how great they were. "I agree," she told the girl whose name she still did not know.

To the question to jump in the water with her, Elizaveta was about to politely decline when another student gave Greta a dare and soon she would get a dare of her own. "Summer what?" she repeated the words she thought had been spoken. "What is that?" she asked the boy confused. The dare didn't make any sense to her at all as she had never heard of a somersault and how it could relate to knocking people down. Once she learned what it was (assuming Louca would explain it), she shook her head reluctantly. "No," she told the boy seriously, "I can't do that, I am wearing a dress!" The idea of somersaulting while wearing a dress was defiantly not something she liked. "I stop with the game," she announced loud enough for everybody to hear.

That the other girl didn't know what sing meant came as a big surprise to Eliza, who assumed she would know such a basic word in English. "Sing," she translated the word quickly. "Also, I don't want to jump into the water because it will ruin my dress" she said nervously coming back to the conversation they were having before they got interrupted. "I can walk with you to the plank if you want," she quickly added afraid that the other girl would be mad at her for not wanting to jump in the water. It seemed the best way to repay the kindness she had received. "I can also walk on the plank but I won't jump. Is that okay?" she offered with a little smile.

MODERATION POST—Round IV

Rita Su had been tasked to share her weirdest collection habits with the group and would do just that, informing everyone of her proclivity for cheese stick... sticks. With faces. Certainly unusual, and unlikely to strike the familiarity of any pureblood among them. Paired with Charles Alluring, she would track him down before asking him of a mistake he had made as a child that he still kept secret from his parents. It seemed he must have misheard, though, think that she had given him a dare rather than a question. It would go unanswered, the lad's attention elsewhere before he finally took leave of the game altogether.

Continuing with his own personal little contest with the White Niffler, Charles Alluring would be taken aback when Valya admitted that he, himself, was the most attractive member on the ship, playing it down that it really wasn't much competition. And anyway, he wasn't about to let that deter the continuation of their little game, daring Niffler to confess that night to Romeo.. It was that or climb to the crow's nest, shout accolades to Durmstrang, then climb back down again like a cat. Or both. Both seemed good.

As though Valentin Schnell would be anything but extra. Without hesitation, he hoisted himself up the rope until he hung from the tippy top of the mast. From his lips would spill his idea of a "perfect date" courtesy of a previous truth question. Which apparently included a full world tour that spanned months at the very least. If this was a date, one could only imagine how lofty his expectations would be for a prolonged vacation. Then came the shout for Durmstrang, followed by a hasty cheetah-Nif descent from on high.

Landing on all fours, cheetah!Valentin would race across the ship to the target of his own assignment. Bloom Silverton had the fortune of receiving his question. Although his would be a thoughtful one, requesting her thoughts when she is alone peering up at the heavens. Hers would be the answer that any significant other could only hope to hear. Her boyfriend. When isolated and blanketed by the starry expanse, her thoughts would turn to he would alight her heart.

But it wasn't Niffler who his primary target would be. Elena Jangleton had that honour. Shouting out her name, he would leave it at that, relying on her to seek him out to receive her question. Which she would but a moment later, departing from Greta to approach Charles and face the music.

Elizaveta Mikhailov had been enjoying her time as a spectator, taking a reprieve to watch the others at play. !Greta had seemingly brought a smile to her face, but her attention would soon be drawn to the paper that demanded she seek out Kohana Sara. A truth and a dare. That was what the canon had asked of her to deliver. For the next two rounds, Kohanawould have to keep their eyes closed. And for the truth, he would have to admit to ever having stolen something. The truth was the easy part: he'd once unwittingly tried to abscond with the headmaster's cat. The dare was a touch more difficult. It would make completing his tasks a might bit more difficult.

Chiaki Hiroi seemed to have an aspiration to be thought of as the best of Mahoutokoro's fliers. What a accomplishment that would have been were it true. Or at the very least the best of their racers, if not the best overall on a broom. To Valentin Schnell would soon go their attention, however, asking them who on the ship they most admired. His answer would carry with it a definite bias towards those of the Quidditch persuasion; although would eventually settle on Charles, to whom he mantled with the feat of having faced a bolt of lightning and survived.

Shortly after, Bloom Silverton would track down Chiaki Hiroi, still struggling with the pronunciation of the foreign visitors. A dare had been demanded and a dare would be delivered. Cartwheels while reciting the alphabet in a pirate-like voice. One could only hope that the demure Japanese student was athletic—and resistant to motion-sickness—enough to complete such a task.

Elena Jangleton departed from Chiaki with an appreciation for the girl's determination before receiving her next piece of paper. Despite a moment of vexation at the noise and potential danger of the otherwise entirely harmless canon, she would carry on with the game. Greta Fransson would be her new assignment. To her, the Gryffindor challenged with having to sing her answers for the next round. If answers, indeed, there even were to give. With the translationary assistance of one Elizaveta, Greta concedes.

Louca Dufort seemed to be having no regrets at all about having signed up for the game. Whether completing tasks himself, or watching the chaos unfold around him, he was having the time of his life on this ship. having been challenged recently to perform a jig, he would do just that without even a hint of hesitation or embarrassment. He might not have been skilled, but the confidence would more than make up for any technical deficits, laughter infectious as he carried out the task. His fun would only continue when he was given Elizaveta Mikhailov for a dare. He would track her down and in the spirit of entertainment, challenge her with somersaults around the deck in a sort of human bowling. She would be decidedly unimpressed by the dare, however. Language barrier aside with the initial misunderstanding, her attire and general inclination would demand a rather clipped rejection of his dare. Moreover, she was feeling rather done with the event as a whole and would take her leave shortly thereafter.

Greta Fransson had been having a rather enjoyable time, herself. While acting the part of a cat had been a little silly, and she'd struggled quite a bit with communicating with others aboard, Valya and Allu had been more than sufficient in translating to facilitate the interactions. Finally time to act on Charles' dare, she would track down Elizaveta, immediately clinging to the girl with her best impression of how a best friend would act. It would almost seem to work, as well, the Russian girl sort of playing along despite her obvious and very reasonable confusion with the situation. But when it came time for Greta to convince her to jump into the water, she would find a dead end. The girl would absolutely not budge. But perhaps there was still room to improvise?

Kohana Sara had been momentarily stunned by Charles' false affections, but would gradually reenter the game. !Greta had tickled his fancy in a way that only a cat aficionado could appreciate and her bubbly personality had coerced a more invigorating side of him. Going so far as to inspire confidence to pick a dare as his choice for that round after answering her truth question by describing fantasies about kittens and puppies appearing from angry pumpkins. But given that his eyes would soon be compelled shut by the dare he would receive, he would have a tricky time finding Louca Dufort, instead delivering the challenge mistakenly to Bloom, challenging the not Louca to spin 15 times and hug the first person they bump into. Which she would, coincidentally bumping into the actual Louca.

Given that Louca Dufort hadn't actually received a dare given the circumstantial interference, the canon would supply. Bang. Out shot a crumpled piece of paper in his direction. His task: "Do your best impersonation of someone in the group.

THE CANON HAS FIRED!

@Greta Fransson (@Evelynn Decipio's iNPC) is given Louca Dufort, who selects Dare
@Chiaki Hiroi (@Pax Zhang's iNPC) is given Rita Su, who selects Dare
@Elizaveta Mikhailov (@Samantha Salwis's iNPC) is given Chiaki Hiroi, who selects Truth
@Elena Jangleton is given Kohana Sara, who selects Truth
@Kohana Sara (@Hanako Tone's iNPC) is given Valentin Schnell, who selects Truth
@Louca Dufort (@Emma Wynn's iNPC) is given Greta Fransson, who selects Dare
@Rita Su is given Bloom Silverton, who selects Dare
@Valentin Schnell (@Aida Mòrsgor-Ama Ellwood's iNPC) is given Elena Jangleton, who selects Dare
@Bloom Silverton (@Blom Silverton's iNPC) is given Elizaveta Mikhailov, who selects Truth

—Players will finish any outstanding truth questions/dares received the previous round
—Players will then ICly receive another fire of the canon to receive their next target
—Players will administer that new truth/dare to their target
—You are free to react to a received truth/dare as soon as you receive it (you don't have to wait until next week if you don't want to)
—Those who do not select a choice for the next round, default to receiving both at the behest of the canon
—Anyone who missed the deadline and was removed from the game is more than welcome to wrap up any existing RP/truths/dares and make an exit RP post

This is the last moderation. Feel free to continue playing if you would like to, but there will be no further moderation posts after this one