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Gooseberry Mods ([info]goosemods) wrote in [info]gooseberry,
@ 2016-11-11 09:12:00

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Entry tags:! ic/ooc, henrietta gray, philippa nightingale

NOVEMBER GROTTO PARTY



NOVEMBER GROTTO PARTY

There's still a light snowfall as the sun sets, but adrenaline must be keeping some of the students warm as one by one they sneak out into the woods to the Grotto.

The Grotto is always warmer than you expect it to be, although the chill and snowflakes encourage everyone to cuddle close to their friends and dates. The bonfire is large and ambitious, and it reflects off the white snow, making for a warm and seasonal party. Alcohol is widely available to anyone who wants it, and some thoughtful students also made sure there was plenty of water and soda. By the fire is a conjured table hosting Quidditch Beer Pong.

Inside the stone building, things get downright cozy. There's one odd discovery, though: Laurel Templeton's flag! It appears to be stuck hard with magic, so taking it back will be a problem. Regardless of this, many students sit down on blankets and pillows to keep themselves off the cold dirt floor. A circle gathers around a single glass bottle, and kissing games take place on and off throughout the night.

If you signed your character up for either Spin The Bottle or Seven Minutes In Heaven, find their partners below:

Cameron Carney
STB #1: Regan
STB #2: Ursula
7MIH: Tabitha

Wesley Carpenter
STB #1: Tabitha
STB #2: Etta
7MIH: Laurel

William Chase
STB #1: Veronica
STB #2: Regan
7MIH: Chloe

Sun-mi Choi
STB #1: Zoey
STB #2: Veronica
7MIH: Mina

Quinn Cunningham
STB #1: Etta
STB #2: Rafael
7MIH: Ty

Sofia Delgado
STB #1: Olivia
STB #2: Essie
7MIH: Etta

Calvin Evercreech
STB #1: Solomon
STB #2: Chloe

Leonardo Fiori
STB #1: Cricket
STB #2: Sy

Henrietta Gray
STB #1: Quinn
STB #2: Wes
7MIH: Sofia

Ty Hawkeswood
STB #1: Casey
STB #2: Laurel
7MIH: Quinn

Ryan Hertz
STB #1: Chloe
STB #2: Tabitha
7MIH: Cricket

Regan Hobbs
STB #1: Cameron
STB #2: Will
STB #3: Susana
7MIH: Reid

Ursula de Luca
STB #1: Micah
STB #2: Cameron

Joanna May
STB #1: Jacob
STB #2: Solomon

Diego Morales
STB #1: Riley
STB #2: Cricket
7MIH: Casey

Estella Morales-Tran
STB #1: Cole
STB #2: Sofia

Cole Moss
STB #1: Essie
STB #2: Micah

Frances Noble
STB #1: Reid
STB #2: Olivia

Tabitha Ogletree
STB #1: Wes
STB #2: Ryan
7MIH: Cameron

Christopher Park
STB #1: Rafael
STB #2: Dom
7MIH: Zoey

Casey Patterson
STB #1: Ty
STB #2: Faye
7MIH: Diego

Veronica Powers
STB #1: Will
STB #2: Sun-mi
7MIH: Dom

Cressida Quayle
STB #1: Leo
STB #2: Diego
7MIH: Ryan

Rafael Ramirez
STB #1: Chris
STB #2: Quinn

Olivia Sanchez
STB #1: Sofia
STB #2: Frankie
7MIH: Riley

Chloe Shepherd
STB #1: Ryan
STB #2: Calvin
7MIH: Will

Micah St. Clair
STB #1: Ursula
STB #2: Cole
7MIH: Susana

Riley Stamper
STB #1: Diego
STB #2: Mina
7MIH: Olivia

Rosemary Stoker
STB #1: Faye
STB #2: Reid

Sylvester Stoker
STB #1: Laurel
STB #2: Leo
7MIH: Faye

Laurel Templeton
STB #1: Sy
STB #2: Ty
7MIH: Wes

Wilhelmina Tran
STB #1: Dom
STB #2: Riley
7MIH: Sun-mi

Dominic Tremblay
STB #1: Mina
STB #2: Susana
STB #3: Chris
7MIH: Veronica

Faye Turner
STB #1: Rosy
STB #2: Casey
7MIH: Sy

Zoey Valentine
STB #1: Sun-mi
STB #2: Jacob
7MIH: Chris

Susana Velasquez
STB #1: Dom
STB #2: Regan
7MIH: Micah

Reid Wainwright
STB #1: Frankie
STB #2: Rosy
7MIH: Regan

Solomon Webb
STB #1: Calvin
STB #2: Joanna
7MIH: Jacob

Jacob Wood
STB #1: Joanna
STB #2: Zoey
7MIH: Solomon


RULES
  1. Teen peer pressure (and player sadism) aside, no one is obligated to do anything they don't want to. Characters doing Seven Minutes In Heaven can spend the time just talking or staring awkwardly at each other, and characters playing Spin The Bottle can opt out of a kiss (although people will probably boo).

  2. If characters get up to anything more racy than PG-13, please fade to black on that! This includes sexually explicit conversations. Many people track IC/OOC posts, so please have consideration for your fellow players. Talking about sex is fine (and part of the flavour of a teen game), but there's no need to get into detailed descriptions of anatomy or sex acts.

  3. If you'd like to say two characters were partners in STB or 7MIH in addition to what's been rolled, feel free! Obviously, get the permission of all involved characters first.

» Before the Party: Classes drag on and on, and then after dinner students have a scant two hours of prep. Primping, pre-gaming, or just impatiently waiting for 7:00.

» Around the Fire: The large bonfire is warm and romantic. Pull up a log and grab a blanket, or dance to the party music. You can contest for control of the music, but don't make it weird, guys. (That means you two, Diego and Katya. We know what you listen to.) If you don't care for music, there's beer and soda in the ice chests, along with bins for empty bottles and cans. Don't litter, guys, seriously.

» Inside the Building: This may be where the kissing games are taking place, but there's still some room to just snuggle and chat.

» Kissing Games: This is where to post your character's reaction to their Spin the Bottle and Seven Minutes in Heaven Assignments!
  • Spin The Bottle: Everyone sits in a circle and takes turns spinning the bottle to find their partner. Anyone who squeezes in (or happens to be accidentally standing behind a gap in the circle) gets a shot at a kiss. People can leave and enter the game at any time. Participants will be encouraged by their drunken classmates to kiss on the mouth.
  • Seven Minutes in Heaven: "Heaven" is a narrow, closet-sized room adjacent to the main party, and is dark except for some cracks of light from the door. (The "door" being a heavy wooden board that's propped against the doorway and magically "locked" for seven minutes.) You can use your wand to get more light, but really, you two should be making out.
» Quidditch Beer Pong: Not far from the bonfire, Sy Stoker has set up a table with three yellow hoops sitting on a rectangular box, which will randomly release a miniature Golden Snitch. (Sort of like this, but slightly less janky-looking.) Nearby is a supply of red ping pong balls, Solo cups, and a waterproof signup sheet. Rules have been posted in Sy's journal. Winners will be determined through RNG (Marin will roll 1–50 for each player, best team total wins).

» The Woods: Don't wander too far. Is it just me, or do you keep getting the sensation of being watched from beyond the trees?

» After the Party: The further you get from the Grotto, the colder it gets. Brr! Did you make it back to your cabin? Did someone else put you up for the night?


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AFTER THE PARTY
[info]goosemods
2016-11-11 11:16 am UTC (link)

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AFTER THE PARTY
[info]rosmarinus
2016-11-11 07:38 pm UTC (link)
There is actually no fucking way Rosy's making it back to Ribbonfin without help. She doesn't realize it until she's getting ready to go but LOL STANDING UP IS HARD HOLY SHIT.

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Rosy and Chris
[info]doyouevenlift
2016-11-11 09:39 pm UTC (link)
CHRIS WILL VOLUNTEER

I mean after things have wound down and people are starting to pack up, Chris reappears by Rosy's side. She didn't get a lot of his loving during the actual party, but he's still drunk and still purely happy, so she is greeted with a warm hug that turns into him helping her stand. "Rosemary," he says deeply. "Have I ever told you that your hair is really nice?" (I don't know why drunk Chris loves hair, he just does) Helping her stand turns into absentmindedly petting her hair which turns into him offering her a bottle of water somebody handed him. "Either they're giving us vodka to go or this is water," he says very seriously, like it might actually be a toss up; either is entirely possible. His cheeks are a little red, and so are his lips, and his hair is a little mussed and he's not entirely sure where his coat went but it's just fucking gone.

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Re: Rosy and Chris; i legit almost posted this with robin's journal
[info]rosmarinus
2016-11-11 10:58 pm UTC (link)
Okay, the giggling has seriously subsided from earlier, but Rosy is still apparently an incredibly happy drunk. "Christopher, my hair is super nice, thank you," she says, and for some reason she is also cool as hell about being pet like a damn dog. "Your face is really nice too." And she kind of, like, paws at his face, though she vaguely notices that he looks like he's been, like, rubbing his face in a snowbank or something.

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Rosy and Chris; that would've looked more hilarious. They're gonna regret this tomorrow
[info]doyouevenlift
2016-11-11 11:03 pm UTC (link)
Chris grins, because for some reason he's totally okay with his face being pawed too. "Thanks, my face is nice," he agrees wholeheartedly. It's not even arrogance, he's just genuinely happy to discuss such a relevant topic. "Your hands are cold," he observes, and he takes her hand, and nuzzles it against his face. "And so soft. Like your lips," he observes, while nuzzling her hand.

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Rosy and Chris; um there are gonna be a LOT of regrets tomorrow
[info]rosmarinus
2016-11-11 11:27 pm UTC (link)
Oh, wait, there are the giggles again. "Man all of me is cold," Rosy says, gently pulling her hand away and maybe rubbing her thumb along his cheek as she did so. But like maybe she didn't, whatever, you can't prove anything, just like you can't prove that her stomach is doing some weird twisty thing right now? Like what the fuck is that about? "I dunno about soft, though."

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Re: Rosy and Chris; i know, it's great. I made myself laugh with this one so ...
[info]doyouevenlift
2016-11-11 11:40 pm UTC (link)
Chris let her take her hand back. "I don't know about soft either," he admits. "I haven't touched all of you yet." Okay, that last word came out accidentally and he doesn't really even notice it because Chris is immune to awkward while drunk. "You want another hug? We can huddle for warmth." He does a 'cmere' motion with his hands, but he envelopes her in a warm, massive hug (it's a feat okay, he's not really a big guy) before he can really consider any other alternative option. Rosy just seems upset all the time, and he understands that half the time he actively riles her up, but how many hugs does she really get?

Not fucking enough, that's how many. He's gonna make up for all that neglect. "I'm not smelling your hair because that'd be weird," he murmurs in the middle of the hug. "But if I was - I would say - your shampoo is on point. I'm not saying it is - I'm just saying - if I noticed the smell - that would be my opinion of it - which it's not because I don't smell anything - but it would be an accurate opinion - if I did smell something, which I don't." Not awkward at all. He is killing it.

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Re: Rosy and Chris
[info]rosmarinus
2016-11-12 12:20 am UTC (link)
Rosy has had three hugs tonight. That's three more than usual. Apparently drunk Rosy is the only Rosy anyone wants to hug. Or maybe she only lets people hug her when she's drunk?? There wasn't enough data to craft a proper theory, further study would be necessary. She doesn't really know how to respond to the hug, so she just kind of, like, accepted it, and gently swung her arms like they might be inclined to go his direction maybe.

"Well you should smell my hair 'cause that shampoo is fuckin' 'spensive," she mutters back, and tries (and fails) (like horribly) to ignore his smell as he was, like, wrapped around her. Rosy pulls away from the hug, stumbling forward toward the path home, because she's awkward and doesn't fucking know how you're supposed to end hugs, okay. "You know, the rumors are true, you do give good hugs. You--your reputation is, like, officially ruined."

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Rosy and Chris
[info]doyouevenlift
2016-11-12 01:32 am UTC (link)
Rosy is such an awkward hugger, it's beautiful. It makes Chris want to hug her all over again, to teach her how to hug properly. And also kiss - but that was letting his mind wander to undiscussable places, because her lips were soft and her face was warm, and she'd giggled and Chris should've tried to go for a second time.

He lets her pull away, even though that is definitely not the way you end a hug Rosemary. "Drunk me and sober me don't coexist," Chris explains. "Drunk me can't ruin sober me's reputation because half of nobody's gonna remember half of this. Trust me, I'm an alcoholic expert." Chris follows Rosy toward the path home and puts his arm around her shoulder. He doesn't hug her again, but it's extremely tempting. "Can I walk you back? I wanna walk you back."

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Rosy and Chris
[info]rosmarinus
2016-11-12 02:21 am UTC (link)
"I'm not gonna stop you from doin' what you want," Rosy says, which is her roundabout way of saying yes you can fucking walk me back, don't make me say I want you to walk me back. "But like you're also warm and shit, so," she shrugs, stumbles slightly, apologizes to the rock that she stumbled over ("Shit! Sorry, sorry, who was that, sorry rock, you don't have feelings and I'm sorry rock."), and then leans into Chris, "So--so, yeah, so Ima allow it is what I'm saying."

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Re: Rosy and Chris (Rosy please you're precious)
[info]doyouevenlift
2016-11-12 02:38 am UTC (link)
Chris beams, because okay that is a roundabout way of saying 'okay' but he'll take it. Chris pulls her closer when she leans on him, but he is carefully not hugging her. Not technically, at least.

"Okay, good - I'm sure that rock is okay - because these woods are creepy as fuck. I mean I'm sure that rock's not okay about that - that rock probably lives its entire life in fear and actually -" Chris breaks off, and backtracks and rescues the rock from the ground, because really, that's just no way to live. He quickly returns to Rosy and warms his arm back around her shoulder. "It's okay, the rock's just gonna come with us. It deserves to go home too." He puts the rock in his coat pocket and - it immediately drops to the ground, because he's totally definitely not wearing a coat, WHERE THE FUCK DID IT EVEN GO, HE ONLY HAS ONE.

Chris swoops down and rescues the rock a second time, "Sorry dude, forgot I misplaced that pocket," he told the rock gently, before shoving it in the pocket of his jeans. "Anyway - I'm totally warm and shit, yes."

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Rosy and Chris (w/e she was going to leave the rock to die she's a monster)
[info]rosmarinus
2016-11-12 03:28 am UTC (link)
"Aw, you're starting a rock family," she says when he rescues the rock from the extreme creepitude of the forest. One of the times he rescued it at least. "What's this one's name--you should name it--you sho--" Rosy was halfway to telling Chris the exact perfect name for the perfect rock, a name that will never be equaled, a name that would make him weep for joy, when she stopped short and slightly furrowed her eyebrows. "Wait where'd your pocket go? The warmer one? Don't die out here of cold."

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Re: AFTER THE PARTY
[info]cricketq
2016-11-12 03:17 am UTC (link)
Around 12:30, Cricket makes an Irish exit and wanders back to her cabin alone to send some inadvisable drunk texts wards.

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[info]morale
2016-11-12 11:12 am UTC (link)
I still need to establish more about what Diego got up to and get to all those tags but as for how he got home...

Diego somehow ended up back at the campfire, propped up against a log. He appears to be asleep, but if anyone bothers him it'll become clear he's at least still conscious, if not all there. He's also in possession of a coat that's not his.

He was very wrong about who needed to be carried home tonight. And also wrong about never drinking this much again. Diego is achieving a perfect score of being incorrect about things this year.

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[info]choneychurch
2016-11-12 11:34 am UTC (link)
As the party gradually slows down, Cecil is focusing on his Head Boy responsibilities: walking around the Grotto to make sure it gets cleaned up and that there aren't any stragglers and that everyone can get home or is with someone that can help get them home. When he sees Diego by the fire, he frowns faintly with concern and goes to kneel by him, gently touching his arm. He can't let him sit here all night, after all. "Diego? Hey....Diego?" His voice is quiet, soothing, not wanting to startle his friend no matter what state he's actually in by now.

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[info]morale
2016-11-12 12:17 pm UTC (link)
Diego stirs, grimacing, but when he registers who it is, the frown melts into a soft, affectionate smile. His heart skips a beat. The night's been a blur, but Cecil's been in the back of his mind for most of it.

"Cecil." Diego tries to sit up, but wow, that's... hard. Damn. He grabs the arm that's touching him, and leans back against the log. "Hey. Why're y'still here?" And where's Levi? he almost asks, but doesn't. Close, somewhere, probably.

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[info]choneychurch
2016-11-12 12:26 pm UTC (link)
"Hi Diego." Cecil smiles back gently, relieved that Diego's conscious. Even if he is...very drunk. "Everything's starting to wrap up; I need to make sure the Grotto's like we found it and that everyone gets home." Though, Diego getting home has, admittedly, become his first priority. He shifts, sitting down beside his friend and hooking an arm around his shoulders to steady him and to keep him from trying to sit up again. "You okay?"

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[info]morale
2016-11-12 12:43 pm UTC (link)
Diego gratefully leans into Cecil, maybe more enthusiastically than is strictly platonic, but that can be blamed on his drunken state, right? He even slides one of his arms around Cecil's waist.

"Better now." Cecil really does smell like beeswax. Diego, meanwhile, smells like whiskey and regret. Ugh, he feels dirty. "But y'know, now that I think about it, I might've had a little... too much to drink," he admits wryly, never too drunk to poke fun at himself.

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[info]choneychurch
2016-11-12 12:48 pm UTC (link)
Cecil laughs softly, even more relieved that Diego's coherent enough to make jokes and not thinking a thing about his friend's arm slipping around his waist. He gives the smaller boy a squeeze and teases gently, "Yeah. I think you might've. Did you have a good time, at least?"

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[info]morale
2016-11-12 01:03 pm UTC (link)
"No." Diego says it before he can think to lie. It was fun, sometimes, like parties always were. The individual moments were good. The quick distractions. Feeling briefly wanted because it was the next best thing when the person he actually wanted to be with didn't fucking notice. Now that it was all over, Diego was left with a fresh list of reasons why Cecil wouldn't touch him even if he weren't so oblivious.

"'S fine, don't ask. You don't wanna know."

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[info]choneychurch
2016-11-12 01:54 pm UTC (link)
Cecil's smile falters and then disappears completely. "Diego," he says quietly, then shakes his head, "If you don't want to tell me...that's one thing. But don't think you can't. I'm always here to listen."

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[info]laaurel
2016-11-15 05:33 pm UTC (link)
A drunken Laurel returns to her flag. She sort of awkwardly touches it around the edges, thinking aloud to herself ("I made out with Wes?? I'm so wasted, ughh where's Ivy anddddd God I Really Hope This Year Goes Well, who did this to my flag, who are you, it's okay," etc etc).

She draws a little heart under it with a marker, and then a tiny eye (as in "I saw this") and stumbles away.

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