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RAINBOW SIX: Reckoning

i'll have a cs up later c:

Meadow University

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Taking the two shots in her hand gingerly, Camilla had decided that she wasn't entirely interested in taking both shots by herself just yet. This was a party, and it was a good opportunity to mingle with other people. Not to mention, if she got catastrophically shitfaced early, it might've ruined the rest of the party for herself, and potentially everyone else. Taking two shots herself might've done more bad than good. Holding the shots toward the top of the cup, Camilla started moving at a relatively slow pace. She was scanning the crowd to see who exactly was free to take a shot with Camilla. Everyone seemed to be preoccupied at the moment, and her relatively short stature made it hard for her to see who exactly was chilling by themselves or waiting for someone.

There was her roommate, there were some of her friends, but they all seemed to be preoccupied and doing something else. Camilla only had enough shots for someone else, so she determined that it would be better to find a single person. She felt like she was Predator, singling someone out. Only, instead of killing someone, she would only give them a shot of tequila. Camilla then just figured out that the middle of the party was probably not the place to be looking if she wanted to find someone solo. What was she thinking? She needed to look elsewhere, preferably toward the edges of the party. From experience, Camilla would be most likely to find some solo folks there.

And right on queue, she set her eyes on someone who seemed to be alone, but she couldn't really see just yet. Getting closer, she continued to look around to see all sorts of people get shitfaced. It was a typical college party and Camilla was all for it. Hopefully her party was about to start. Upon getting closer and closer, she found that it was the one and only Leon, who, luckily, was someone she was very familiar with, and just so happened to be alone. At least, she thought. Walking up to him, she raised a shot glass up, a sly smile on her face. "Fancy a shot with ya girl?"

[c a n c e l e d]

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_{I fear before the fire
True as Mary Magdalene
Creature of desire
Come just a little bit closer to me
Step just a little bit closer to me}

The world was not ready for the King family. Not the day Rose and Lora were born, and certainly not now. Rose King was the second of the King twins, but that didn't mean she wasn't any less anything compared to Lora. Sitting at her bed at nine something in the morning, Rose was staring at her phone, scrolling through. She had gotten up a while back to commence her daily routine. Showering, doing her hair, beating her face, putting on her outfit for the day. Rose had long been past the stage where she needed to dress spectacularly for the first day of school. She was stunning and bold enough to carry herself in such a confident and badass manner no matter what sort of outfit she wore. Saving her best fits for the first day of school was something she found to be a giant waste of time. Why look super good for only one day when you could look good every day? There was no such thing as wasting a good outfit if every single one of her outfits was a good outfit. That was Rose's policy and belief for a while.

Because she was a King, she'd gained quite a bit of notoriety among Alexandrina Prep. One could say that she had a reputation of sorts. Rose was well aware of what her reputation was among the students, but that was something she really couldn't have cared less about. Sheep followed the opinions of sheep, and wolves need not concern themselves with the opinion of sheep. She didn't even know the names of those who were spreading rumors and secrets about her. She didn't even know what exactly they were saying about her until some of it just so happened to float around to her circle. Like most rumors, they were completely unsubstantiated and simply put, libel and slander. No, she didn't sleep with that dude recently. No, she didn't sleep with him either. As a matter of fact, she didn't sleep with any dude recently.

Puffing upward at her hair, she decided there really was no point in waiting anymore. She didn't even know why she was waiting. Lola was off somewhere else. God knew where her twin sister went, but it wasn't really any of her business. Lola had her own thing, and Rose had her own thing. They stayed out of each other's business and it was only fair that they kept it that way. Occasionally, they'd tell each other things, and then they'd tell each other things and that was that. Rose had a good inkling of what was going on and what her sister was actually up to, and she didn't need a text or anything of that sort to confirm. Rose just knew.

Slipping out of bed, Rose made her way down to the festival. She found the idea to be rather charming and unique. No other school in the world, let alone the country, did something like this. Taking two days off to give the students and staff some time to unwind and have some fun before things really got down to business and got serious. That was something Rose had quickly grown to be appreciative of, and the festival was always something that Rose had appreciated at her time at Alexandrina Prep. She would've liked it if it took place later in the year, but she wasn't opposed to having it now. It was a good way of saying "welcome back!" to all the students of Alexandrina Prep.

Making her way there, she noticed there was a crowd gathered around nearby at some wall. In her many years of life, being gathered at a wall definitely meant there was something. Whether or not that something was worth her time was something she would find out with time. Making her way there, she gently shoved her way through the crowd. Everyone seemed to be discussing the contents of the board, looking down at their phones and posting pictures of it. This had to have been really good, there was no way something that sucked would garner this much attention. Hopefully it was something like a puppy or a petting zoo. That would've been real neat!

But instead, it was something along the lines of the polar opposite. There were a bunch of faces plastered all over the bulletin board and labels attached to it. What exactly was it? Looking through, she eventually found a picture of herself, and subsequently, the label that was assigned to her name. The Flake?! Rose was beyond confused. Most of these made sense, but Rose, a flake? There was a rather confused look on her face as she turned around and pulled her phone out. She had to tell Lola about this. There was no way that she was going to let something like this slide and go unnoticed. Rose King was NOT a flake!

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

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"You and Sunshine? new York must've been so fun! Aw, that's so sweet!" Nicole swooned, a dorky smile on her face. Nicole loved hearing about that sort of thing, even though she wasn't entirely 100% sure about the nature of their relationship. She still thought it was super cute just how much time the both of them spent together and how they were always talking. It brought a smile to her face, because Nicole loved love, no matter who it was between (unless it was some weirdo shit) or what it was. Seeing Sunshine presumably very happy and upbeat at the moment was a good sign that things and Shawna were going well, unless Nicole was reading everything horribly, horribly wrong.

"Me, though? I just kinda hung out here. I went shopping and I think I learned what 'ass-eye' is. Did you know it was pronounced that way? Like, the fruit, dude! Acai. You think something called that would look totally different. Asses don't even have eyes! But it's good! You should try some when you get the chance. I heard it's hella good for you!" Nicole beamed, "But nothing too new. Just the same old me. New year, new me, right? I hope it's going well for you so far! I haven't talked to you in so long, girl!"

"You headed to class soon?" Nicole asked curiously, "'cuz if you are, I don't mean to hold you up too bad. I've gotta go to class myself, but I'm always willing to make time for my girl Sunshine. I haven't seen you in so long!" Nicole smiled. "We definitely need to catch up over lunch or coffee or a muffin. You gotta tell me more about New York."

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

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"Somewhere else? The fuck you mean?" Jack was sort of confused when Shawna brought up the prospect of going somewhere else. Where exactly could someone go at a time like this? Jack was maybe starting to regret striking up a conversation with this Shawna chick. The vibes were off and they tasted like some milk that had been left out after a three day bender with you and your bros and some copious amounts of forget-what-the-fuck-you've-done juice. But, it was too late to slip out of this conversation. He was practically balls deep in it right now, and there was no way he could've slipped out without making things a little more awkward than they already were.

"Damn. Chill! I'm just trying to make some conversation. Nothing wrong with wondering what we're both doing outside like this and roaming." Jack shrugged, "It's class time right now but I ain't exactly feeling it right now. Who the fuck needs classes like the one I've got coming out? Who needs to know when George Washington conquered America? Or when a bunch of old dudes planted their flag in lands long long ago?" Jack declared, pointing at himself. Jack didn't really like history, and thoguht it was rather pointless considering everything had already happened in the past and Theodore Roosevelt being the king of America wasn't going to be relevant to him in a few months time, "Not me. I don't need to know NONE of that."

"I suppose you're in the same boat?" The notion that Shawna was to go to class at some point totally slipping his mind. "What do you even have next, anyway? Something just as boring? I feel that, dude. School totally SUCKS." Jack blabbered, trying his best not to make this conversation any more awkward than it needed to be.

RAINBOW SIX: Reckoning

interested!

Meadow University

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If Camilla wasn't already informed of it well beforehand, she might have had an inkling of a feeling that there might've been a party tonight. She couldn't tell, with Ramona's spirited preparation and pregaming. There was a small smirk on Camilla's face, despite how rather loud the music was. First off, she looked absolutely fantastic. There was no denying or disputing that sort of thing. But, her roommate always slayed, no matter what she was wearing. Ramona Martin was an absolute queen, and Camilla was a witness to a lot of her queenery. Camilla was sure that Ramona was going to be the life of the party, especially with how much energy she was generating right now. Hell, Camilla couldn't help but to get secondhand energy off of her. That sort of energy was very hard to keep to yourself, but it wasn't like that was a bad thing. Camilla had some pregame to do herself, once she got what she was doing out of the way.

Currently, Camilla was hunched over her desk, scribbling some stuff down in a notebook while she was staring at something on her laptop. Was it notes? Most likely. Regardless, Camilla was focused, and by the time she looked up from her computer, Ramona was halfway out the door. "Oh, I'll be there soon, chica!" Camilla smiled, before Ramona closed the door. For now, Camilla went back to what she was doing. She was nearly done, and damn if she didn't want to head to that party. Camilla wasn't a huge party person, in the same sense that League of Legends totally wasn't a toxic game. Whenever she was invited to parties, she was always down to go. Didn't matter who gave her the invite or where the party was, Camilla was THERE.

Soon enough, Camilla was done, and it was time for her to get dressed. Darting out of her chair, she raided her closet to see if she had any party wear. Eventually, she found a nice number to put on, which would go nicely with her signature rather red lipstick. Speaking of which, Camilla also took a while to beat her face and apply the proper amount of makeup. She couldn't go too skimpy on it, nor could she go overboard. Luckily, Camilla had been around this rodeo plenty times before to know what she was doing, and soon enough she looked good enough to stop some shows, stun some folks, and break some necks.

A few moments later, and Camilla, much like her roommate before her, had gotten a ride there. With the amount of fucked she was gonna get, it was probably the wisest option for her. It was 2020, driving drunk was far from being cool. Not long had passed until she had arrived, and the party was well on its way and at full steam. Making a bee-line straight for the bar, Camilla had some at-the-game-gaming to do. She was already behind in terms of drinks, and she was not about to fall any further behind. Coming up to the bar, Camilla poured herself two tequila shots. Camilla had every intention of doing both shots herself, but she honestly wouldn't have minded if someone else came in to take the second shot with her, or just do more shots in general.

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

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Carrying onto class as originally planned, Nicole was relieved that she had avoided a rather catastrophic incident in the life of Ms. Nicole Monica Milano. How would she ever live down having the wrong binder and not have her English binder in class? Just thinking about it made her sick to her stomach, and she was so glad that she had avoided such an incident. Nicole was in her own little bubble right now, and she was pretty content and happy with herself right now. Life was good. She had the right binder, the right mindset, hell her outfit was feeling itself now. There was no stopping Nicole.

Nicole was gingerly making her way to class, looking but not really looking at people. A lot of these faces blended together for her was there were quite a bit of people at this school. Not much to fault her for, Nicole didn't exactly have the mental capacity to process so many faces and attach names to them. She didn't have time to, either. However, there were also quite a few faces that she would recognize almost immediately. Some people she regularly talked to, and the others she just talked to once or twice in a blue moon and and accidentally remembered their name and face.

This upcoming face, however, was not going to be one that Nicole was ever going to miss. She'd rather die than forget this face and not recognize one of the coolest people to ever grace the face of this planet. "Sunshine! Girl, oh my god! Where ya been? I've missed you so much!" Nicole smiled, pulling a hand from underneath her binder to wave hi to one of her cheer homies.

Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year

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After the little ordeal involving Jack and Georgie, Jack decided he needed to clear his head. Class could wait. Class was useless when his head in the right place. Pretty much anything and everything was useless if his head wasn't in the right place. Life? Life was a mental game. If your head wasn't in the game, you were losing the game. Jack's head wasn't in the game when he was talking to what's her face earlier and as a result that whole shitfest happened. So, he'd wandered off around campus just to clear his head.

What was wrong with Jack wanting to clear his head? It wasn't like they were going to stop this school's premiere wide receiver and get him into shit. No way. Besides, he was skipping some stupid elective he had to take in order to have just the right amount of credits for him to play sports. It was stupid, but that was one rule he couldn't weasel his way out of. Making his way around, he spotted a rather familiar figure in the distance. Was Jack in the mood to talk to someone? It was something he was weighing as they got closer and closer to each other. The time to decide was pretty much gone now, and he had decided he was gonna interact.

Lo and behold, he was about 88.26% sure that it was the fuckin' turbo nerd girl. Shawna, was it?

"Yo! What up?" Jack said, looking at her as the two passed by, "Hanging out or just making your way somewhere?"

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sure i'll make a guy