[a little ice breaker]

[sevenhorrorsmods]

Who: everyone!
When: throughout the week of August 10
Where: everywhere
What: a little mischief
Warnings: nada!

[On August 10th, everyone wakes up to find a series of red yarn strung across the entire school. They dangle from the hallway ceilings, from the classroom door frames, even across some of the trees and bleachers outside. The ones that hang within reach feel warm to the touch! They can be pulled down and removed with little consequence.]

[However, it is not the decorative threads you should be worried about. Throughout the week, any two characters who come in close proximity with each other (they do not have to touch!) may suddenly find themselves tied together with the exact same red thread. If you're lucky, it will only link you via your wrists. If you're unlucky, it might bind you via your ankles, or even wrap you both up back-to-back like a pair of captives. Hm! Concerning!!]

[Any time two characters are tied together, a playful voice echoes in their minds: Hehe. Share a secret. . .?]

[To be released, both characters must share a secret with each other! Something that the other one doesn't know! It should be something significant; the playful threads will not let you go unless it is. But the level of significance may vary from something light to something that is not, so ultimately it is player's choice as to what secrets count and which do not!]

[. . . anyway, for anyone who wants to avoid getting caught, the nurse's office and dorm rooms are completely clear! The threads are also fickle; it is possible for two characters to hang out without being tied up together, if you don't want to play with this effect. Otherwise, go forth and mingle with some optional forced bonding!!]

Comments

[rugpull]

...was never gonna be. I was always a lil' brother to her. I guess when yer young a four year gap is huge for an older kid.

But as for him. Just makes it harder t'hate him.

[ordimame]

[haaah. . .]

[reaches out to ruffle his hair]

. . . thirteen is pretty young. You're still a kid at thirteen! And if she was four years older than you, then-- yeah. I'm not surprised she just thought of you as a little brother.

[although seventeen is ALSO an AWFULLY YOUNG AGE FOR SOMEONE TO HAVE KIDS. . . but he ain't naive; he knows that it happens, and he does not cast stones]

But you've still got your whole life ahead of you! I know it doesn't make the feelings go away, but. . . one day, you'll be so good enough for someone else that it won't matter that you weren't good enough for her.

[rugpull]

[reddening because he already fell for another impossible person]

[ordimame]

[sir]

. . . your face is red.

[rugpull]

No it ain't! I'll bite ya!

[ordimame]

[TESING OPPORTUNITY: SPOTTED]

Oh sure, than that little blush is just a figment of my imagination? It's redder than a tomato!

[A LITTLE HYENA NOOGIE]

[rugpull]

I ain't got time!! For romance!!

[ordimame]

Matters of the heart don't care if you have time for them or not!

[what the fuck does he know about matters of the heart]

Is there someone else who has caught your eye?

[rugpull]

No, I'm hotness blind now.

[ordimame]

Uh huh.

Physical and romantic attraction can be two different things.

[rugpull]

blind!!!

[ordimame]

[SOMEHOW, HE DOUBTS THIS!!!]

[eyeing Mocha with amusement, before offering up a casual--]

I've never been in a long-term relationship.

[is this his secret??]

In fact, I don't think I've ever found myself caring about someone enough to want one.

[rugpull]

...gotta hurt heart?

[ordimame]

[yes]

Do I-- what?? Why do you ask that question first?? Maybe I just haven't met the right person!

[also yes]

[rugpull]

Yer everything screams hurt heart.

[ordimame]

[oh my god]

Just like my everything screams "bean energy?"

[rugpull]

Injured Bean.

[ordimame]

I'm not a bean at all, much less an injured one. I don't have a hurt heart!

[rugpull]

What's wrong with havin' a hurt heart?

[ordimame]

[gck]

Nothing. I didn't say anything was wrong with it.

[rugpull]

Ya look sooooo cranky.

1/2

[ordimame]

I'm not--!

[HE IS BEING DEFENSIVE BECAUSE MOCHA TURNED THE TABLES ON HIM. . .]

[ordimame]

[pulls up a smile!!]

Is this better?

[rugpull]

Ooohhhh mso fooled....

[ordimame]

[HAH. the smile turns less customer service-y and more amused]

Good to know I've still got it, then.

[got what, bean]