gooseberryhigh | ANON POST PARTY

ANON POST PARTY

HOW THIS WORKS

This is not an anti-anon post party. It's just a party taking place at the same time as the anonymous post.

You don't need to surrender your journal to attend.

It's taking place at Azurcrest.

If you do want to surrender your journal, however, there's a trunk that Cecil Honeychurch, Ravinder Dhaliwal and Diego Morales have enchanted to only open for the three of them when they're all present. At the beginning of the party, you can give them your journals and they'll leave them locked up for the night. Diego says the only downside is that if one of the three of them dies, you'll never get your journal back. It's unclear if he's joking or not.

The party starts at sunset, just as the anonymous writer is expected to appear. It'll go until the anon post dies down, around 1 or 2 AM.

As this is taking place at a campground, if you plan on drinking or smoking, you need to be covert about it. There will be a Naughty Children section of the party where you can sneak off to drink. If you don't get shit faced and wander into the main party area, you'll be fine.

Kissing games are self-serve. Post your character under the header, and reply to the people your character "randomly" kissed.

» BEFORE THE PARTY: Students are antsy, as Saturday has been a long day of nothing, which will be immediately followed by a lot of excitement. A party, the anon post, and tomorrow the game!

» OPTIONAL JOURNAL LOCKUP: If your character would like to avoid the temptation to look at the anonymous post, reply here letting us know they locked up their journal. There will be no consequences for doing so, except that if you do, you may not reply to the anonymous post with the character in question.

» AROUND THE FIRE: The fire pit has been lit, and there are plenty of benches and blankets around it to sit on. Roast marshmallows, hang out with your friends, listen to music, etc.

» KISSING GAMES: A handful of students gather around an empty beer bottle to partake in Spin the Bottle and Seven Minutes in Heaven. People puzzle for a little over what to use in lieu of a closet, and settle on a tiny clearing off the path, hidden by trees. It's a favorite outdoor makeout spot up at Azurcrest.

» THE CABINS: You can only enter a cabin by invitation.

» NAUGHTY CHILDREN: Some students are dissatisfied by the dry party, and slip off to a little spot behind the senior girls' cabin. It's very secluded, and gives an impressive view of the forest beyond the cliffs. Here you're free to indulge in illegal substances, as long as you're smart about it.

» TRUTH OR SHOT: A game of good old Truth or Shot breaks out in the secret party within a party. A bottle of whiskey is passed around to the people being asked questions, so really it's more "Truth or Swig".

» OOC - Questions, comments, concerns!

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Reid is shaking his head before Xavier's even done talking. He doesn't think he's eaten anything that could be mistaken for haute cuisine in his entire life. There's no point having an adventurous palette like Zav's where Reid comes from, definitely not with the things his parents can stock their fridge with. He makes a face at the standard supplies.

"Make me something you like," he says with a quiet challenge in his voice.

Something in Reid's tone makes Xavier smirk. "Hope you like spicy, then, dude. Coming right up."

After reflecting on everything he's brought with him, Xavier combines regular marshmallow, a hot chili chocolate square and an espresso chocolate square between two ginger cookies. RNG is rating this a 7/10, but it rates an 11 in Xavier's heart. He constructs the thing carefully, occasionally glancing up as he works and smiling. Like every time he sees Reid sitting next there to him, it's a pleasant surprise.

"You know," Xavier says as he hands the cookie-s'more off, "Um, those Anon folks were talking an awful lot about prom..."

Reid accepts Xavier's masterpiece with both hands, inspecting it curiously even though he saw every step of the creative process. Reid can imagine this being made in some expensive cafe swarmed by twenty-somethings in Chicago, the walls white with pastel highlights inside. He and his parents would have walked right past it. His mom might have scoffed and called the desserts a trendy gimmick as an excuse for why they didn't go inside.

He looks back up at Zav when he mentions prom. "Oh, yeah. They are." Even Reid's not too dense to see what Xavier is getting at. "You... you like dances, right?"

"Yeah, I mean, I might even be able to dance at this one," With a soft laugh, Xavier licks a bit of melted marshmallow off his thumb and turns, angling himself toward Reid. Leaning forward, he rests his hands on his legs, letting his knuckles brush Reid's knee. Xavier glances at the cookie creation in Reid's hands - boy, that's a mean s'more to make if Reid doesn't like spicy food - and then back up into his eyes. "If, um, if you wanted to go, too. With me?"

Edited (inebriated editing thumbs up) 2017-04-23 03:37 (UTC)

Reid meets Xavier's eyes and takes a sharp breath. Xavier's nearness is especially obvious now, and Reid lightly resents every other person at this party simply for being there. Not that being asked to a dance is a good reason to want to... whatever. Ugh. Reid's thoughts crash together again, and he's no longer sure where he was going with that thought. Probably somewhere embarrassing and hormonal.

"Yeah," he finally says. "Yeah. I want that. We should do that."

"Cool! That's cool." Xavier's response rushes out ahead of his thoughts. A breathy chuckle escapes him. Why's this even embarrassing? "I'm glad you, um--we--It'll be fun."

His teeth graze his bottom lip, pressing down to keep himself from rambling on. Instead, Xavier contents himself with taking in the details of Reid's face. Or, at least, he does until he starts feeling too warm. Until he can't stand just looking at those lips, anymore. And then he leans in to steal a kiss.

When Xavier pulls away after the kiss, Reid's smiling crookedly. "Dude." Perhaps not very eloquent, but it's at least deeply affectionate. His face feels warm against the cool night air, and his head spins a little even though he hasn't had a drop to drink.

Reid pushes his hair out of his face and continues to smile down at the s'more. "Okay, I need to eat this," he announces.

After the first bite, his assessment is clear. He takes several before he finally speaks. "This is really good." A pause. "Like, really good."

The novelty of seeing Reid smile hasn't worn off. And as Reid pushes his hair out of his face and stares down at the confection in his hands, Xavier becomes passingly aware of the fact that his boyfriend's smile will never not be exceptional. The thought is gone before he can properly process it, though, carried away by the almost overwhelming urge to draw Reid in toward him.

Its a struggle to keep his hands to himself and just let Reid eat the damn cookie. Thank god they're sober, not that it keeps his head from feeling hot and foggy. Xavier bounces his feet in the dirt as distraction, letting out a happy, admiring sigh. It takes him a few seconds to even realize that Reid has given him a review.

Startled out of his reverie, he smiles back sheepishly and attempts a recovery. "Of course it is," he replies with put on confidence and a laugh. After a pause, his voice softens and he adds, "Cool. Happy you like it."

ANON POST PARTY

Xavier & Reid

Xavier & Reid

Xavier & Reid

Xavier & Reid

Xavier & Reid

Xavier & Reid

Xavier & Reid

Xavier & Reid