TRUTH OR DARE! }{ SITE-WIDE EVENT!

[WINN HOLDEN BRANTON.]

OUT OF CHARACTER NOTES:

You can still sign up for this! If you're still interested, just post in the sign up thread here. As of now, the posting turns go as follows:

If you are late signing up (No harm in being a tad late, we still want you to join in!), you will be placed at the bottom of the list and will wait your turn. Instead of causing the commotion of having your character 'turn up late' just pretend they've been there all along. Makes things go by smoothly.

To make things run smoothly (I'll be using this word a lot), Everyone must wait their turn to post. The only exception is if the person that's supposed to post before you hasn't replied in twenty four hours- then you can go ahead. If your turn is skipped, well... That sucks, I know, but you're going to have to wait your turn again.

We can't have things stopping- so you're going to have to fit a lot into every post. Your first post should include getting there, saying hey or whatever, sitting down, choosing truth or dare, reacting to the dare/truth the person above you has given you, acting this out (or stripping! :D) and asking the next person truth or dare, the like. In your next posts, you can react to other people's dares/truths/whatever, answer people's questions, the like... But you're gonna have to make sure that you do a truth/dare round every post. In an OOC comment or something at the end of your post, if you could set the next character's options for truthing or daring, that would be great.

It might be a little confusing at first- I'm sorry if it is. Just follow my lead, I suppose. We'll have a great time! If you have ANY questions AT ALL, Feel free to PM or or contact me in any way! I'm understanding :D

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For the first time in a long time, Winn was cleaning up his dorm room. Yes- in the two short weeks he'd been here he'd been able to mess the place up considerably, especially his room. His own room didn't matter much, though- it was just the main living area that he was concerned with, the place most people will be. You see, In about... ten minutes, a tone of people will file into the little area and sit around on his rug and be truth or dared... Or take their clothes off. These things happen. Which was why He loved this game so much.

He was just about finished with tossing some clothes back in his room (How they wandered out here, he had no idea...) When they started coming in, a few at first sitting on the couch and the arms of the chairs, and then finally the rest of them, everyone settling in a naturally-occuring circle on the floor. Winn greeted them all and got them drinks (Blue kool-aide- he had the mental age of a six year old most of the time, so Kool-aide was a must for Winn-parties), got quite a bit of snaks out (ships, cheetos, marshmallows... He loved food, and so assumed everyone else did, too) and sat with them, stretching out before clearing his throat, a signal for the rest of them to be quiet.

"Well, Hey!" He addressed the rest of the group cheerfully, taking a sip of his drink before setting it behind him, out of the way. "Uh, Welcome, I guess? Hah." He grinned, running a hand through his hair- habit, not nerves. He knew everyone here. "This is how we'll play this. This is strip truth or dare, so yes, there will be boobs." He grinned, figuring out his words before he spoke them. "It's pretty much just regular truth or dare- First person says truth or dare, second picks which one, the first person acts accordingly. Once you've picked either truth or dare, you can't go back on it, no matter how bad it is. If you don't want to do it, just take something off- And you can't dare people to take clothes off. That's just boring. The dare has to be able to be done in this room or seen out the window-" He pointed to the window behind the couch- "And the truths have to be about the person you're asking."

He turned to Erumina, The person to his right. "So, let's get started!" He grinned, Trying to think on his feet- what would be a good truth, a good dare? "Truth or Dare?"

(Truth: who was your first kiss? Dare: put as many marshmallows as you can in your mouth and sing a song of your choosing, beginning to end)

[Erumina P. Twine]

Erumina yawned as she walked through the halls. She was quite tired, having stayed up all night, working on various projects. She didn't even spend much time choosing out her outfit today. Just a short beige dress, a pair of short shorts, flip flops, scarf, and shell earrings. Her left hand was carrying a straw bag, and her right hand was carrying a cappuccino from Tim Hortons, half finished.

Soon she arrived at the place where the event she was going to was taking place. She wasn't late, but she wasn't early. Quickly, she went into Winn's room, where the Truth and Dare game she had signed up for, was going to be. A goofy grin appeared on her face when she saw the snacks and drinks. She quickly finished the cappuccino, and threw it into the nearest garbage she saw.

"Ah, this looks fun...And delicious." She smiled, and then took a seat next to Winn.

Since Winn was hosting the party, he was the first one to ask the Truth or Dare question. And since they were suppose to be asking the person next to them the questions, Erumina was the one that got asked. She placed a finger on her chin, deciding between the two choices

"Umm, I choose dare." She finally said, and got up to open a bag of marshmallows. She stuffed one marshmallow in, and grinned at the sweet taste. Slowly, she stuffed more in, until she had nine in her mouth.

"Auw dis huwts a bid." (Ow, this hurts a bit.)

Erumina took in a deep breath from her nose, and started singing a song from one of her favourite K-drama shows.

Nae meoriga neomuna nappaseo
Neo hanapakke nan moreugo
Tareun sarameun pogoittneun neon
Ireon naema-eumdo moreugettji

Neoui harue naran eoptgettji
Tto chu'eokjoch'a eoptgettjiman
Neoman paraman pogoittneun nan
Chakku nunmuli heureugoisseo

Neoui dwaetmoseubeul poneungeotdo nan haengbokiya
Ajik naui ma-eumeul mollado
Kkeutnae seuch'ideusi kado

Niga neomu pogosip'eun nalen
Neomu kyeondigi himdeul naleneun
Neoreul saranghanda ipgae maemdola
Honja dasi tto CRYING FOR YOU
Honja dasi tto MISSING FOR YOU
Baby! I love you! I'm waiting for you!

Neoui harue nan eoptgettji
Tto kieokjoch'a eoptgettjiman
Neoman paraman pogoittneun nan
Honja ch'ueokeul mandeulgo isseo

Naegen sarangiran areumdaun sangch'eokat'a
Neoui yeppeun misoreul poado
Hamkke nan utjido mothae

Niga neomu saenggaknaneun nalen
Kaseum sirigo seulp'eun naleneun
Niga pogosip'ta ipgae maemdola
Honja dasi tto CRYING FOR YOU
Honja dasi tto MISSING FOR YOU
Baby! I love you! I'm waiting for you!

Bye, bye, never say goodbye
Ireohke chapji mothajiman
I need you amu maldo mothae I want you
Paraedo dasi paraedo

Niga neomu pogosip'eun nalen
Neomu kyeondigi himdeul naleneun
Neoreul saranghanda ipgae maemdola
Honja dasi tto CRYING FOR YOU

Niga neomu saenggaknaneun nalen
Kaseum sirigo seulp'eun naleneun
Niga pogosip'ta ipgae maemdola
Honja dasi tto CRYING FOR YOU
Honja dasi tto MISSING FOR YOU
Baby! I love you! I'm waiting for you!

Erumina took in another breath from her nose, and then slowly started eating the marshmallows in her mouth, which had turned all gushy. After many minutes, she finished, and took in a deep breath. She laughed lightly at herself, and then turned towards Blake, who was sitting next to her.

"Okie dokes Blakey! Truth or dare?"

[Truth:Have you ever stripped in front of the opposite sex before/Dare: Dunk two pieces of each snack available into a cup of kool aide, and eat/drink it.

Ack, I'm sorry for the crappy post. In a rush. >_<]

[BLAKE LYNN CONOLAIR]

Blakes black shoes clicked on the tiled floor. They were black with a
bow on the town and the shirt she wore went a foot past her waist. It
was black and white and it was sort of alastic at the bottom,
underneath she wore a jean skirt and black leggings. Blake had finally
reached Winns room and sat down next to Erumina. "Hola"
Blake annonced as she looked at the both of them.

Eru had stuffed marshmallows in her mouth and swallowed them all?.
Then Came Blake. "Well Since I am Half- Wimp blooded I choose
Truth" Blake nodded her head slowly moving up and down twice.
Have you Ever stripped in front of the opposite sex before? was
the question. Blake shook her head from left to right once "Not
Yet And Not ever" She said sort of Desguisted.

"Alright Jesse Truth Or Dare?" Blake asked Raising one eye
brown looking at him.
[Sorry Guys, I know It sucks but I'm busy]
Truth: What’s the longest you’ve gone without taking a bath?
Dare: Imitate another person and have everyone try to guess who you are.

[WINN HOLDEN BRANTON.]

so I guess we're just gonna skip the jess-ster for a tad. school has eaten erin alive D:

By chance, Eru chose dare.

And so Winn had decided... Yes, yes. Marshmallows. Singing. He fought through giggles as she stuffed quite a few in her mouth, her cheeks puffing out as she spoke- ""Auw dis huwts a bid." Hurts? "Awww, Eru! Don't explode!" Winn grinned, leaning back on his palms as he waited for her song... It took him halfway through to realize that it didn't matter how many marshmallows were in her mouth- he wouldn't have gotten a word. "Hey! No fair!" he exclaimed, laughing. "That's not even English!"

After finishing her song and eating the marshmallows, Eru had turned to Blake, who had decided that truth would suit her.... Had she stripped in front of the opposite sex before? No, apparently not. That was when she turned to Winn. "Truth or Dare?" Winn thought for a bit, scrunching up his face in mock thought... "uhmm... yeah, okay! Truth." It was simple, and he wanted to get the 'strip' portion of the game rolling- he could never refuse a dare. "What’s the longest you’ve gone without taking a bath?"

Hm. How long? Well, when Winn was a kid he'd hated baths, avoided them as much as possible, so probably... Over a week, maybe. The idea of it now sort of grossed him out- he lived on two showers a day now- but it wasn't something that he wouldn't admit... But then again, it was ample reason to take some clothes off. "hmmmmmm." Winn sighed with a grin as he pulled his shirt off, tossing it on the couch- "Jewelry doesn't count, either. Nor do socks, shoes or glasses. That's just lame." He grinned, crossing his arms over his newly-bare chest- it was a little cold in here, now that he was half naked.

"oooo kay, Eru! Your turn." He grinned, forming truths and dares in his mind as he asked her. "Truth, or Dare?"

truth: would you rather live without a toothbrush or toothpaste?
dare: open the window and tell the first person you see outside that you love them (Winn's dorm is on the second floor)

[Erumina P. Twine]

Erumina giggled as Winn complained about her singing. She winked and stuck her own tongue out. "You never said I had to sing in English." she said, also laughing. Then she turned towards Blake, and smiled at her friend's answer to the truth she asked. She tilted her head, and placed a finger on her chin. "Ah, I see. Well who knows? I think you might tonight," she said jokingly, and took a sip from her kool aid. The taste of marshmallows in her mouth was starting to irritate her.

A smile appeared on Erumina's lips as she listened to Blake's truth and dare. She tilted her head curiously at Winn, wondering which one he would choose. She took another sip of her drink when Winn chose truth, and blinked, trying to guess in her head how long he had went without a shower.

Erumina choked on her drink when Winn pulled his shirt off. It wasn't that she had never seen him shirtless before, she actually had a few times when they went to the beach together with a bunch of friends, but she was totally taken off surprise. She coughed and laughed at the same time, for a moment, and then calmed down. She grinned at her friend. "Well that was surprising."

Truth or Dare? Winn asked a moment later, and Erumina tapped her chin. "Let's see, I think I'm going to choose truth this time." she said, nodding, happy with her choice. Erumina smiled at the truth, it was embarrassing, but pretty simple. "Eh...I think I would rather live without..." Erumina's voice trailed off and she frowned. It was harder than she thought. Finally she answered. "I think I would rather live without a toothbrush...I could probably substitute that with something else, but I probably can't substitute toothpaste..." she smiled, and then turned her attention from Winn to Blake. "Mkay, Truth or Dare?"

[Truth: What is your biggest fear?
Dare: Go knock on the door of the room next to this one, until someone answers, and when they do, say "I Love your eyes, I love your ears, I love your nose, I love everything about you! Darling, I love you!" in a french accent.]

[JESSE ANDERSON]

Footsteps slowly, Jesse stared at the doors leading to everyone's bedroom. He was perplexed, and had no idea whatsoever which room he should go to. Checking the hands of his trusty Ninja Turtles watch, he groaned, noting the blue ink scrawled on his palm with Winn's room number. As he approached the door, he brushed his hair from his eyes, and hiked up his jeans, which seemed incredibly loose for supposed skinny jeans. "Mr. Anderson has arrived,"Jesse exclaimed with a touch of bravado - and a hint of The Matrix - as he flung open the door. He skipped into the room, and immediately plonked down with the others, assuming a comfortable pose sprawled on the floor. He revealed an almost full 40-pack of chocolate-only timbits, silently offering it around to the group.

As the game progressed, Jesse grew more anxious and ecstatic. He couldn't tell whether he was indulging in some childish dream, or if there was something in the popcorn. As the first strip of the night occurred, Jesse was struck with a sense of self-conscience that he usually avoided quite well. No one wanted to see a scrawny white boy in plaid boxers, so he resolved to keep his clothes on. It was strange, he'd sauntered in ready to get naked (maybe not quite), but now he wasn't so sure. Maybe it was the thought of his ex-flame Blake stripping in front of the opposite sex. That could've been a yes for you, a part of his mind seemed to say.

Once his turn rolled around, Jesse was determined to choose dare, since the last three picked truth. "Dare please Ms. Twine," was his reply. It came out higher, and little more quavery than he'd intended. He listened closely to his dare. Phew, something he could do no problem. The confidence that eluded him earlier was back, unfortunately without shame, as Jesse took to the hall, making a sharp left turn to the next door.

A bulky blonde answered with a confused and somewhat bothered expression. Jesse tried to embody his best Maurice Richard as he slurred: "Ah, oui oui! I luuuuve your eyes, I love your nose, I love everyting abowt you! Mon chérie, je t'adore!" The boy did not look impressed. Jesse let out a great, honking French laugh, and dashed back into the safety of Winn's room, where he collapsed laughing.

"Heureuse, Eru?" He grinned. "Now... Tristan! Truth or dare, mate?"

Truth: If you had to have a baby with one person in the room, disregarding basic biology, who would it be with, and what would you name it?
Dare: Prank call a teacher.

[tristan kimberley avensis]

Tristan-Briar Kimberley Avensis

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Tristan had only been at Harbin Academy for what felt like five minutes. Truthfully, however, in the grand scheme of things, it wasn't that much longer. She glanced at the digital clock display on her phone as she counted back to when she had said goodbye to Carissa. Twenty eight hours, thirty four minutes. Within an hour, she had made friends with the only guy on campus, it seemed, that liked to throw parties and make a spectacle of himself. A new record, as far as she was concerned, although they were only the types that she seemed to attract now, with her new persona of ever changing emotions that were rarely how she truly felt.

She had moved into the dormitory on the first Friday of the new term, and on the Saturday, the day after, the first person she had met and not instinctively wanted to stab was hosting a party in his dorm room. Granted, he was inviting everyone, but it was refreshing to know that Toronto, at least, didn't follow the crowd and force newcomers to be social outcasts. Tristan used to go to a lot of parties, clubs and bars back in Miami. She had fallen in with what most parents called 'the wrong crowd', although Carissa labelled them 'the popular crowd'. They were rich, had contacts and influences, and a lot of power to be pulled. It seemed that everywhere they went, everything they did, they wouldn't get pulled up, caught, thrown out, or even looked at twice by any figure of authority. She was in the lap of luxury, but she had forgotten what it was like to be in school, in a boarding school, and to be restricted. Restriction wasn't really something that Tristan was familiar with, and rules, in her opinion, as the old saying went, were made to be broken, or at least bent so far out of shape that they were nigh on unrecognisable.

She felt uncomfortable, even after just one day, following the rules to the tee, so she ignored her roommates' warnings and went to Winn's dorm room. She arrived as a flood of others did, but she was the only one not exchanging hello's and good to see you's. That didn't bother her, though, as she sat down and discarded her jacket, quickly regretting her actions as she found out what the first game was. Briefly, she contemplated slowly trying to put it back on, but decided that it would be against the spirit of the game and, indeed, of the whole night. She greeted Winn with a smile and a slight nod, as he was the only person that she really knew in the room. A couple gave their names, but as soon as they were said, they were forgotten, lost in the sea of noise and bustle.

It didn't take long for her turn to come around, and, although she was still recovering from the dare that Erumina had offered to Jesse, she contemplated the choice seriously. If I pick truth, he may ask about my family or my past, and that'd be bad.... But he could dare me to do something awful... Her mind floundered back and forth between the two options for a while, before she disregarded her whole previous train of thought, and just spoke whichever word was at the tip of her tongue. "Dare." Her bold choice surprised a few people there, which only served to make Tristan smirk and look expectantly at Jesse, her expression saying 'well, what's the worst he can do?'. The dare was a simple one, and Tristan smiled gaily. "Happily, mon petit chou. Anyone got a number?" She looked around the circle until one was produced, with a name printed at the top. JASON HUNTZFIELD - 732-6598

Tristan pulled out her phone with a flourish. This was something that she did on a regular basis back in Miami. Granted, it was normally to call the school to give reasons why she and her friends weren't in, in various different accents, but her talent would come in handy. She paused for only a few seconds before pressing the call button, gesturing at the group to be quiet. There was a click as someone at the other end answered, and a faint voice could be heard from the speaker. "Hello?" Tristan didn't miss a beat. In her smooth accent, which was surprisingly difficult to pinpoint, she responded. "Is this Mr J Huntzfield?" A wary affirmative made her grin, and as he asked who she was, she could barely keep herself from laughing for one short second. "This is Candy, from Fantasy Hotlines. We're just calling to check up on your activity as a member." Her voice held a seductive hint, and she had to turn away from some of the group, who were looking at her with incredulity. Despite Jason's vehement declarations that he hadn't signed up for anything of the sort, 'Candy' insisted that he had, until he grew so worried that he hung up the phone with a strangled scream.

Sliding the phone back into her pocket, Tristan smiled brightly. "See? Simple." She said nothing else as she thought of who she would call on next, and what their options would be. "Winn, I guess it's you again." Tristan laughed. "So, what's it to be, truth or dare?"

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status: complete
length: 1000-ish
tagged: open
outfit: clickers
music: none
mood: tired
muse: kinda
notes: truth: what's your most embarrassing moment? dare: go to your wardrobe, dress up in the brightest, most outrageous outfit you can create, then go outside to the quad and do a michael jackson impression