Clev

Camp for Troubled Teens~

Alex nearly slipped rushing over to a bed. She sobered up somewhat, because, that guy fucking knew. She found the place she was looking for, a place where she stashed her shit at home. She didn't acknowledge whatever the sound was, sort of sounded like a small crash. "'Sup?" She asked, while feeling around where the pillow was. She put her suitcase by the side of the bed. After she was sure of how firm the bed was, she got on her knees, fighting the urge to use a tissue. Some dust had gathered under it, but other than that, it didn't have anything under it.

Good.

"So, what are you in for?" She asked. Her voice seemed sluggish, it seemed to give off her secret. Alex hurriedly slung off her backpack. Her hands drifted to one of the zippers, and a pleasant smell came out. A familiar, intoxicating smell.

Later on, she was going to get fuckin' toasted.

Camp for Troubled Teens~

Zac would just find out my plan. Rats!

(By the way, whose Luna? I really can't keep up with all the characters.)

Camp for Troubled Teens~

"Okay." Alex began walking were he pointed her to go, and the only thing she kept thinking was: Go. Run. Fucking hide your stash. Instead, she tried her best to do so casually, and with a pleasant smile. A dopey smile, and she was pretty sure drool almost came out of the corner of her mouth. She gave a sigh, dug out a tissue, and wiped it. Alex then put a tissue in her other pocket, so that germs wouldn't spread to her other tissues when she used them.

However, Effy, one of her cabin mates, looked like someone not to be fucked with. Not like, 'gangsta' but possibly just someone that seemed cool.

She kept walking, until she saw a few cabins.

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"Alex Garey, dude." She hoped the man didn't notice the faint red lines her eyes seemed to give off, and, that they seemed fairly large. But then again, this was the man that gave the camp a generic name like 'Camp Improve'. "Glad to be at this camp." The last sentence was cringe worthy.

What a fucking backwasher. She thought. Wonder if his kids are like him. But I'm guessing he doesn't have any... Has to be a virg.

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Her mother gave a sigh. "You know, you're old enough to know that smoking... That stuff is bad."

Alex leaned further into the window, and gazed into both of their eyes. She couldn't help but feel the deep pain, that, just like that, they didn't want to bring her little sister along. A grin came onto her face. "I know, right? Just like, I dunno. Everything is bad? My religion. Sex. Music taste. Habits."

"That's not what we meant-"

She rolled her eyes at that. Every since she was eleven they had told her to change herself, to become a better person. "Guess what you did, mom? You stuck your hand up my ass and took it out. Well guess what I hope happens? I hope both of you go to hell for masturbating with my feces. Pricks. I was almost gone."

She gripped her suitcase harder, and made sure he backpack didn't fall off. It probably didn't help her much to use profanity, but, getting back at her parents felt good. In a bad, and a good way. Bad: She still had to go to the camp, plus, they'd probably say she went crazy and the court would say she was unfit to petition. Again. Good: They deserved it. All of it.

She saw another person - no - some other people walking up some path. She followed, but walked a bit awkwardly with the pack of traveling tissues in her pocket.

Camp for Troubled Teens~

LowKey123 said
FUCK YEAH!

Indeed. I wonder if the IC is going to be opened today or not, I mean, I'm pretty sure there's seventeen campers or something close to such, and Vikki filled in the last slot needed.

So indeed, 'Fuck Yeah!'. The RP already seems fun.

Snowed In

Eveekitten said
Okay guys sorry I fell so behind, got caught up in some rl drama but I'm reading and posting my entrance now!

Just going to be honest, and say at first I thought you weren't going to show.

Also, my vote would've went to you strangely disappearing by the ventable's hands.

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Just kidding. Good to have you here.

Snowed In

Beebee2121 said
Yeah, but in her profile, she doesn't sound like the type to run around, drawing penises on the walls. I mean, I can picture her skipping around, going and exploring the places in the school that she's never been to before since that's what's in her personality. Or maybe even sticking to Esther and chatting her up since she's so kind.

Jeez. Now you've told Iris. We'll all be missing out on Alice's eating skills.

Camp Half-Blood

kagethekiller said
Lmao Vic is like 'alright bitch woman to woman? He gonna eat our souls or what?" Lmao

Shh.

I have a very, very, interesting/nice/pyromaniac/crazy/Ares/formal character. Respect the Legion of Vic. Or Victology. We're very much in with these folks called Scientologists.

Camp Half-Blood

"Okay, to make it clear, I only took one year of Spanish." Vic motioned jokingly towards Valen. "I have no idea what she's saying. I just know she's cursing a lot."

Her eyes gazed at the crystal, something she in fact didn't inspect earlier. No person just randomly does that. She thought. But how Valen and Michael seemed to react, should they really take the risk of even touching it again? Nobody just randomly turns nice, even for people going on a quest. She sighed, and turned her attention back to the Zorya. "Okay. I'm guessing either two things: One. Your bother's a demon. Two. He just wants to help so he can get some cred."

"I'd rather know which one is correct. Because right now, I'm going with the latter."