BOND Campfire Friends

[overworker]

Who: Thyme and friends (everyone)
When: Day 56, evening
Where: Outside, a little ways away from the train

[ Tonight, everyone is invited to a campfire get together. While it was organized by Thyme, friends and new faces alike are welcome to join in. They have all the things you need to make some great s'mores by the fire; including some nicely trimmed sticks for all your toasting needs. ]

We thought it might be nice to get everyone who wanted to come together and tell some stories. For us, this is an official way of bonding. But in general-- I think it could be good for everyone. So it doesn't have to just be us. If you have a story, you're welcome to share it! That goes for any other fun activities you might have in mind.

[ There's plenty of open space-- room for people to improvise if they want to add to the event. ]

The important part is that everyone gets to have fun together after all. So I hope you all enjoy yourselves. If there's anything I can do, please don't hesitate to ask.

Comments

[dereban]

Alright, I definitely got this.

But first, you must choose your category: do you want something scary or something light-hearted? Because you all know that campires are just right for spoooooky stories.

[whatsmytalentagain]

[ Rantaro thinks for a moment... Erm... Holds up two fingers? ]

[whatsmytalentagain]

[ The new Ginger's feeling a bit guilty for not doing much in a fun trial, so he's gonna hang around the campfire and roast some marshmallows.

That gentle smile on his face seems a bit bittersweet. What secrets does it hold? Perhaps you can ask...

But he's a little lost in thought. That, and he's got that Chain of his right within reach, if anyone wants a response. ]

[overworker]

[ No guilty feelings here! Towa's actually quite glad to see that a few newer faces have showed up. This type of bond is better when you have more people to share it with anyway. ]

I'm glad you came. Are you having a good time?

[ She'll come sit and roast a marshmallow with him. ]

[shintaiprotagonist]

[investigating the ingredients curiously]

Stories, is it? I've none of my own yet, I'm afraid.

[overworker]

...alright. Scary story it is.

[ She's bracing herself, but-- Inaba's right. It just feels right to have a scary story when you have a campfire. ]

[whatsmytalentagain]

[ Hey, he'll give her room. His smile brightens as he nods happily.

He gaze softens as he glances towards the blazing fire. ]

[dereban]

The second, huh.

By the way, if you have any other form of communications if you can't use your voice, I know both morse and sign language -- ASL and JSL.

[ she knows a lot of ridiculous things tbh ]

Let's see. . .once upon a time, there was a group of students that were forced to be placed in a club. The reason behind it was that the school made students take clubs. Which meant there was no such thing as a 'go home' club.

But these five students were nothing alike, nor did they have anything in common.

They were just five of them that shared the common problem: they couldn't make a club with five people.

Following me so far?

[voreaciously]

[oh, it is someone in jasmine colours. she is wearing the default long skirt and the thin-strapped blouse.

but also a black blindfold]

Oh, you are new. I apologise for not having greeted you, before. I was unaware that we'd received a new member.

[She bows politely.]

I am 80H. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[shintaiprotagonist]

[acknowledges her bow with a nod; he's also in the default plain shirt and loose pants]

A mutual pleasure, then. Your reputation precedes you, but I'm afraid I have no name to give you yet.

[shintaiprotagonist]

Ah, is that how it's done?

[this Jasmine newbie is settling down near him, watching him toast marshmallows]

[overworker]

[ Since she was one of the people who wanted to organize this event, it's only fair she put her fair share into it as well.

But also... s'mores... ]

I wouldn't mind telling a few stories. Although I don't know how good of a story teller I am.

[dereban]

Alright.

It's not your typical scary story, and to be honest. . . it might actually be a little comedic. But sometimes people have to joke in the moment because they're honestly truly afraid.

[ she clears her throat and then gives Towa a serious look ]

In a land, far. . . far away, several people who came from different parts of the land found themselves waking up in the midst of a snowstorm.

While some knew each other, many of them were simply strangers.

But they knew one thing: they had to get out of here. And their only way was forward.

They found a place: a resort, to stay in. [ and she sing a line of a particular song, one that Towa will definitely not recognize: ] "You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave!"

--or so the saying goes.

They were invited in by a Lady as they all checked in. . . and then passed out. But later on, they soon found out that they were a part of a dangerous game: one of life and death.

Between the brief time that they had entered in this place and that very moment. . . several of them had gotten possessed by monsters.

Monsters that would kill week by week.

None of them were given any clues.

No evidence.

Nothing.

Just corpses and guessing games and yelling at each other to learn that the group as a whole made a mistake.

The main protagonist of this story — no. They're a side character, really. They were always quick to blame themselves when things went wrong.

"It's not your fault," some of the others would tell her. But she was closely inching to death. It was morbidly hilarious, really.

Especially when she started to get to know the ghost in the hotel, and got closer to him. But not only him. She got close to other people, too.

But that closeness. . . didn't help at all. They're a side character, remember? Side characters never survive in scary stories.

Two weeks passed.

The third week opened and nearly came to a close.

Before the dawn of the final day, the one that shut out her light, she met with one of the people she got close to. Someone she cared about deeply. Someone she could somewhat relate to, because they were both from the same place.

He gave her a poem, one that shared so much meaning to the both of them. A sign of their friendship. And maybe even more.

But. . . that, in a way was also a curse for her.

The girl was normal. She didn't have any special powers like anyone else. [ a beat, and she shakes her head ] No, she didn't want to admit that she had special powers. She hated them, down to her very core, after all. It disgusted her.

He surprised her with a kiss for good luck.

So that she would live.

Unfortunately, he would wake the next day only to see her dead. Killed by someone possessed by a spider.

Everyone took her death seriously. And the one who visited her was upset the most - to the point where he blamed himself for it. Because she had told him, after her death, that she had gone out for him. So that he wouldn't be forced to kill her.

But he didn't know the full story.

Of how she taunted the 'spider', or laughed at him when she noticed that all he wore was a towel. Or how she just walked towards her death instead of bothering to fight it.

None of that mattered to her. Because that was the end of her story. Or so she thought, anyway.

[voreaciously]

Ah, my apologies if you've heard of anything offensive, then.

[she just assumes the worst, whoops.]

[shintaiprotagonist]

Quite the opposite, in fact.

[voreaciously]

...Is that so?

[shintaiprotagonist]

It is.

[voreaciously]

You've been--[misinformed, she wants to say, but that's not Being Better, is it?

she sighs very lightly, night imperceptibly, and changes tracts.]

I see. Well then, have you read your Chain? Did you have any questions?

[voreaciously]

[80H is more on the outskirts of the group, farther from the fire, staring out into the distance and extending her senses.]

[shintaiprotagonist]

I've had many of them answered, and even participated in the recent Trial. But I would like to get to know my teammates better, if we're to be working together to save the universe.

[whatsmytalentagain]

[ OK sign! And huh, that's a lot of methods. Note to self, learn sign language and/or morse code.

Anyway, he's listening... And he nods yes, he is following her so far. ]

[voreaciously]

There really is not much to know about me.

[shintaiprotagonist]

[tilts his head, studying her]

I think you underestimate yourself greatly. But no matter, for now; what of our other teammates? I've met only the newest save myself.

[whatsmytalentagain]

[ He nods...

Hm. He's snapping his fingers a bit to get the other guy's attention to the marshmallow that's been toasted to perfection. He wants to show you something. ]

[shintaiprotagonist]

[cocks his head a little at that, but seems to follow the intent, watching the marshmallow]