FRIDAY THE 13TH

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FRIDAY THE 13TH

It's getting colder up in the mountains, and winter always seems to reach Utah quicker than it ought to. Still, it's a day of note. It's Friday the 13th! And it's in October! Some cabins and classrooms are already decorated for the holiday.

It's easy to blame a bit of bad luck on the date. [Character A] has a bird poop on their head as they're walking to class. Meanwhile, Jefferson Key's water bottle unexpectedly shatters on the hardwood floor of a hallway, causing Ira Ashworth to slip in the puddle and hit their head.

Ariadne Flint didn't plan for the rain that came in suddenly, and wore inappropriate shoes. They end up with cold, wet feet. [Prefect/Captain Character E] had a stressful day, and tries to slip off to the sauna three times... but it's always occupied. [Character F] manages to lose their homework that was due to day, and [Strict Teacher] doesn't believe them. They can turn it in late, but at -10%.

As the sun is going down, Mackenzie Prince sees a friend on the rainy trail ahead of them. They call out to Ulysses Quayle, but the friend suddenly picks up speed and runs straight into the woods. When Kenzie runs after them to see what's wrong, there's no trace of Ulysses anywhere...

HOW THIS WORKS

• This is a freeform IC/OOC with no particular goal or activity. Scenes may take place whenever and wherever you want them to.


• It's Friday the 13th, so maybe your character feels like they're having a bit of bad luck, or perhaps it's a perfectly normal day.


• For reference, the clubs taking place today are Gardening (which will get rained out at about 3:15 just as they get started) and Crafting (which will tragically run out of glitter).

» THE LODGE: It's overcrowded with students escaping the unpleasant weather.

» OUTSIDE: A cold autumn rain sweeps through campus just past 3:00, turning the trails to mud and making mulch of the fallen leaves.

» CAMPGROUNDS: Some students just go back to their cabins to light a fire and wait out the rain.

» OOC - QUESTIONS, COMMENTS & CONCERNS

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THE LODGE

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People Watching (aka the worst RNG game), part 2

[cherubic]

Archie is tucked away in a corner of the atrium, favoring "studying" over socializing. All the same, his eyes keep drifting up from his notebook to peer at his classmates.

(OOC: This really helped me to jump start his infatuation last time SO LET'S DO IT AGAIN. Please describe in a line or two something cute your character did that might inspire a creepy soph to become obsessed with them.)

Spencer & Iliya

[bitterlysweet]

Someone jogs up beside Iliya, all orange and black in vivid Coppertale colours, topped off with his dyed hair. Spencer grins up at Iliya as he effortlessly matches his pace, their steps falling in sync. "Hey," he greets. "You don't have class for a while, right?"

Micah & Calvin

[stclair]

Micah should probably feel bad about the fact that he tends to use the Crafting Club hour as "personal project time," but that's a kind of crafting, isn't it? Currently he's hunched over his notebook, ballpoint pen racing across the page as he scribbles out the first draft of his latest screenplay. Or rather, stage play, which is an interesting change of pace.

He appears to be taking playwriting quite seriously, as he doesn't whistle even once whenever an attractive classmate passes his table.

Ari seeking refuge (Open)

[novelling]

Ari was quick to turn to an umbrella charm and bail on gardening club when it started raining, but unfortunately an umbrella charm does nothing to shield her shoes from the elements. Though not high-heeled, they're far from the most practical shoes she owns, and by the time she ducks into the Lodge they're soaked through-and-through and there's mud in her socks.

Petulantly flopping down on a sofa in the Atrium, Ari pries her shoes off. She might be able to clean and dry them with charms, but she'll still have to walk all the way back to Ebonhide in the rain. Running a hand through her loose and rain-flecked hair, she leans back on the sofa and glances out the window at the falling rain. Maybe it'd be worth it to stay through crafting club, if it meant waiting out the rain? She looks particularly pathetic as she reconsiders her soggy shoe.

RNG Eat Something Gross with a Lewis

[godzillabutworse]

Nisha sits on a couch holding a jelly donut with both hands. She looks like an otter eating a watermelon. And she's got at least two more boxes of these experimental jelly donuts from a Mystery Source. Come try one. She's giving them away.

[As per uzsh, comment to get a random food product from a Lewis. Guaranteed 80% chance of being awful because I wrote this list super fast while tipsy.]

Dedication to Hydration Station: Jeffy + Ira

[racingstripe]

Jeffy isn't actually sure how he dropped his water bottle?? He was just tossing it up in the air as he walked to Wiz Lit, not even watching as it dropped back down into his hands a half a second later, but it's not like he doesn't do that all the time??? He's SUPER GOOD at catching things!! There's practically NO RISK here. Soooo it's KIND OF a surprise when one of those times it slips, his fingers fumbling over the smooth sides to the bottle.

"Aw MAN," he says as it crashes to the ground, the poor plastic bottle splintering on impact, water splashing up onto his legs. That was a super full bottle, and the puddle forming around the remains of his fallen liquid-holding friend proves just how super full it was. Like, crazy full. That's a big puddle. "Whoops."

Lucas & Bash

[bubblewrapped]

Crunch.

A section of celery hangs out of Lucas' mouth like a pipe. Which would give him a sort of studious look as he gingerly unfolds the letter a school owl dropped off for him at the start of lunch (??? lunch owl???), if it actually looked like a pipe. But, no, it's a stalk of celery. So he just looks silly.

He munches away as he reads the contents of the letter. In the venn diagram of expressions, his would fall smack dab in the middle of the overlap between disgusted and confused.

"What the heck?" He asks, celery stick bobbling. After a pause, gaze flicking across the page, again, he holds the letter out to Bash. "It's a chain letter." Those still exist??

Reece and Roxie

[peanutbuttercup]

Reece is kind of a picky eater, and the list of things he refuses to eat is long and eclectic. Most of the time he can work his way around the Gooseberry menu, which is fairly tame. Today, though, nothing's been to his taste. At breakfast it hadn't even registered to him, at lunch it had seemed a little unlucky, and now that it's dinner Reece is convinced it's the curse of Friday the 13th.

"Can I have your cornbread?" he asks Roxie when it seems like she might not eat it. He's subsisting on cornbread and lemonade tonight, and he's hungry enough that he's considering have a piece of pie for dessert despite his mild dislike of warm fruit.

Archie & Cole (Turnabout is Fair Play)

[colemoss]

Like Archie, Cole likes to watch people and it's a habit that's allowed him to draw just about everyone in Gooseberry at one point or another. In fact, he's drawn most people several times and he's drawn his friends dozens of times. The fact that the young Ebonhide has caught and held his attention with the way he's bent over his Potions textbook, intensely focused and determined and looking very young but very sagely with his glasses slipping down his nose, is more of a coincidence than anything. He idly wonders what the boy could be working so hard on as he draws his pen across the page in careful, admiring strokes.

Hopefully not another love potion. This gives him pause and he bites his lower lip for a moment before continuing the next line.

Sparkle Rosy [open]

[browbeats]

Oh, did Crafting Club run out of glitter? Did you check Rosy's hair? Because she has fucking all of it. On her morning run, she had met one of some dumbshit Coppertale's stray glitter traps, and no amount of scrubbing or swearing would get rid of this face full of fucking sparkle.

She grinds her teeth as she stomps through the atrium toward the cafeteria for breakfast, trailing glitter all the way, like some kind of fairy godmother who's very disappointed in you. It honestly takes her a second to notice the freshman she knocks into in the doorway, and she basically implies it's his fault for not steering clear of her as she helps him up and sends him on his way. Now also covered in glitter.

"Honestly, fuck today," she hisses under her breath as she sparkles her way toward the food. And she hasn't even noticed that one of her favorite pens leaked and stained her bag yet. There's a 52% chance Rosy's going to burn down the lodge by dinner.

Sam gets covered in mud + open

[oh_girl]

Samantha hasn't liked water for a while now, but the kind that falls from the sky is generally okay. That is, until it started to create a bunch of mud and Sam, unprepared for having to fight her way back to her camp after class, finds herself slipping on the trail just about face first - and sliding a few feet. Lovely.

Well that wasn't particularly lucky, but then she wasn't really being extra careful, either. Spitting some mud out of her mouth and attempting to pick herself up, she slips one more time before managing to stand all the way.

Now taking large, careful, mud-laden steps towards her cabin and trying her best to wipe mud off of her journal and books, Sam looking a hot mess and walking kind of like a duck takes off down the trail again.

Happy Friday, right?

OUTSIDE

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Ebonquid Kids

[neattrick]

One thing Clem and Ulysses have in common is that they're not great at dealing with failure. Since the Coppertale game, they've both tried to double down on their preferred practice techniques. Which directly conflict with each other. Which means extra practice. Clem's booked the pitch on this fine Friday afternoon and is making everyone run plays, so of course they're all in the air when the rain starts.

"AW, SHITSTICKS," she announces as the downpour starts. But instead of flying down to switch into more rain-appropriate gear, she quickly recoups enough to yell: "KEEP GOING!"

Rain can happen any time. Everyone's gotta be prepared to play while damp and unhappy.

Ferdie & Ursula

[ferdie]

It's gloomy out, spitting rain on and off. Luckily, it's also Friday, which meant that Ferdie didn't have any classes in the afternoon. There's only a few books in his bag. And he'd been able to leave his cabin this morning, Friday, Oct. 13 or no. This is a small blessing, but he counts it.

He's got an umbrella, black and unimpressive, but effective. Even in the first steps between Ribbonfin and the lodge, Ferdie ignores at least one umbrella-less person. It's the 13th. You had to be a little selfish, and watch out for oneself. He's sure most people would understand.

When he sees a dark-haired girl several paces ahead, though, he looks at the rain and concedes that maybe for now, it can't win. "Hey." He calls from behind, walking quickly to catch up. "Do you..." He gestures upwards with his eyes, to the limited shelter he can offer. "I mean. It's a beautiful day."

Hazel & Calvin

[lilwitchhazel]

Stepping out from the Lodge after dinner, Hazel is not particularly pleased by the look of the trail in front of her. Normally she wouldn't mind the rain so much, but there's something about a dreary Friday the 13th that rubs her the wrong way. Whatever. The Coppertale doesn't have much time to pout about the weather, though, because as she tromps outside after throwing up an umbrella charm, she catches sight of the back of Calvin's head. Perfect. She's been wanting to have a talk with him, anyways.

"Caaaaaalvin," she calls out, sing-songy as she jogs to catch up.

Princes

[princeprincess]

There'd simply been no one there. Mackenzie is standing some fifteen yards off the trail, surrounded by trees and the quiet sound of rain on the canopy, all alone. She's left with nothing but some paranoid memories of Ulysses' bad habit of walking off the trail, and now she's gone and done it too. For a moment she stares in the direction she saw Ulysses run, and takes one step forward, but... no. Sorry, Ulysses. She takes back that heroic step, and turns away.

Kenzie pulls her hair over her shoulder and straightens it anxiously as she quickly stalks back to the relative safety of the path. Don't leave the path, she remembers warning freshmen in a sing-song voice, that's where all the monsters are. As she picks her way over a fallen log she'd just jumped over to reach Ulysses, she wonders for a moment if she'll actually reach it again. Maybe she'll be turned around in endless circles like Casper and the Azurcrest seniors. In her quiet urgency, she nearly stumbles over a root.

But she does make it, and once there, she proceeds to storm down the trail, passing through Ribbonfin. Spotting Tally making her way across campus, Kenzie makes a beeline towards her. She sweeps her little sister up in what Kenzie hopes is a perfectly casual, if sudden, hug, and then links their arms. "Hey, hun. Have you seen our dear Mr. Quayle today?"

Madison, Open

[cupquake]

Madison's hustling out of the lodge as the rain sweeps in.

The wind immediately messes with her hair, putting her on edge as surely as if it were someone's fingers, and the line of her body tenses against it in a show of impotent, kittenish fury. Her voice is soft but oddly aggressive, muttering spells under her breath to keep the water off her expensive and impractical new sweater, and when she drops her notebook in a puddle she lets out a tiny scream of anger. It's likely it has nothing to do with the situation at hand, really. This is the sound of an incredibly stressed little cream puff who just wants to go take a nap. :(

"Oh my fucking god," she whisper-seethes, bending over to pick it up. The charmwork on the covers and pages has kept it from ruination, at least, but gross water slides off it in a grey sheet.

She shakes it from her hand by reflex, but the movement sends one of several stacked rings on her finger flying god-knows-where. "!"

CAMPGROUNDS

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Spencer starts a fire.

[bitterlysweet]

... in the fireplace, luckily. On his knees, Spencer tosses several logs and sticks in, and arranges them in a little pile. Beneath them is the torn up remains of some notes Spencer decided he has no further need for. "It's about to get cozy," Spencer announces over his shoulder to whichever roommate* is behind him. "Get out your quilt and then get your ass over here."

(* Open to a roommate or visitor??? MAYBE NOT HEATHCLIFF SINCE WE'VE ALREADY GOT A SCENE PLANNED, KATIE.)

Reece gets a tiny fright

[peanutbuttercup]

It's just before lights-out, and Reece is doing his nightly inspection of the Azurcrest campsite. It's maybe not an official prefect obligation, since people are allowed to be outside at the campsite after curfew. But they had enough incidents in the middle of the night last year that he's taken to examining the trails and exteriors of the cabin last thing before he turns in and first thing when he gets up. You know. Just in case.

Everything seems to be in order tonight, and the last place he has to check is the little ridge between the back of the cabins and the cliff. It's not entirely unusual for students to jump down from the porch and sit on the little secluded patches of grass between the cabins, but the weather tonight is a little damp and gloomy for that particular activity. So much so that his inspection tonight is more cursory than it might be on a normal day.

As he rounds the corner around the back of the cabins, he looks one way, and finds it all clear, and looks the other to see... a shadowy figure sitting behind one of the cabins. He yelps in surprise, but quickly tries to regain his composure.

"Geez, you scared me," he says, trying to sound just a little less uncool than he actually is.

[ Open to an Azurcrest! ]

Cameron & Open

[gonnabefamous]

Cameron had claimed he wasn't leaving his cabin again today, and he'd meant it, but then again, it hadn't taken long for him to become restless. His desire to hide from unluck for and for as few people to see him for the rest of the day slowly crumbled enough for him to wander out by the camp fire with a bag of s'mores fixings. At least s'mores could never go wrong, right?

Rupert & Grace

[gracesowerberry]

Inexplicably thick as thieves ever since freshman year, it isn't an unusual sight to see Grace and Rupert perched up in her bunk sitting shoulder to shoulder and doing homework or making plans or looking at some gaudy fashion magazine together. And tonight is one of those nights. After they'd run home in the rain, they'd kicked off their shoes and made hot drinks (cocoa for him and herbal tea for her) over the fire and retreated to her bunk to collude. The book perched between them seems like it must've come from the Drama Club's collection; it's full of makeup designs.

Laughing quietly, Grace points, "What about that one?"

Avery & Open

[un_kept]

Nothing like a dreary October day! Avery has been working hard, hard, hard and wants just a nice chance to relax by the fire on this Friday evening. She grabs several blankets, her journal, a good book and heads out to the fires just outside Ribbonfin.

Lighting a nice little fire, she curls up next to it with her blanket and props her journal up to check what's going on. Her focus is more on the book, though, and she easily settles in for a relaxing Friday night.

(Roommates or passerby's or whatever can respond!)

OOC - Questions, comments, concerns!

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