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[drama8om8]

Who: Any teenagerly types enticed by Octavia's post
What: Searching for clues/giant pink birds during the day, camping out and being idiot teenagers at night. Also truth or dare and consumption of german beer. Oh em gee.
When: October 10th
Where: Around Füssen
Warnings: Alcohol? Will update if necessary!

[ If there's any better way of dealing with hard times than escapist shenaniganry, Octavia certainly doesn't know about it. Let's be real - the real motivation for this trip is the partying. And the lack of responsibility. And the drinks and snacks.

Still - finding the mystery bird monster ahead of time would be rad. In pursuit of this, anyone who meets up with octavia at the start of the day will be given an Awesome Adventurer's Kit (tm) - a small package consisting of a shitty two dollar compass, a notepad, a pen and a poorly-made swiss army knife.

Those things could be useful, okay. God. ]

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[drama8om8]

[ WORST BACKFIRE EVER OH MY GOD ]

GET OFF GET OFF GET OFF OH MY GOD FATSO HOW MUCH DO YOU EVEN WEIGH IF YOU CRUSH ME ALAN WILL LITERALLY CHEW YOU UP AND SPIT YOU OUT FUCKER GET OFF MEEEEEEEE

[yerawizarderi]

[It takes him a moment to get reoriented. The process is definitely sped up with Octavia SCREECHING AT HIM. He's frantically trying to get back up, hands are put places without much consideration, because his end goal is definitely getting up. Not. Paying attention to if his hand might have been put in Octavia's face or elsewhere in the process.]

Oh my GOD. STOP YELLIN'! It's YOUR fault I fell ANYWAY! YOU ENORMOUSLY DUMB BITCH!!!

[He might be a little embarrassed. So, of course he has to yell right back!]

[drama8om8]

[ Stop yelling, he says. CAN DO.

But won't. Because fuck everything. Especially Eri. ]

SHUT UP GET OFF IT WAS YOUR FAULT DUMBASS NOT MINE YOU CAN'T PROVE SHIT YOU AIN'T GOT NOTHING ON ME EXCEPT YOUR HANDS WATCH WHERE YOU'RE PUTTING THOSE FUCKER I WILL BITE THEM OFF I SWEAR TO GOD

[yerawizarderi]

HOW IS IT MY FAULT YOU'RE THE ONE WHO TOLD ME TO SLEEP AND MADE IT HAPPEN WITH YOUR FREAKY BRAIN POWERS AND I DIDN'T MEAN TO TOUCH YOU THERE OH MY GOD STOP SQUIRMIN' IT'S MAKIN' THIS HARD!!!

[Oh. That didn't sound right at all. But honestly, with all this yelling, and him yelling, it doesn't do well to help him GET UP AT ALL. So he's just. Still struggling to get outta the tangled mess of him and Octavia and the tent. FUCK EVERYTHING FOREVER!!!]

[drama8om8]

 

 

 

...OH MY GOD I DIDN'T MEAN FOR YOU TO GET OFF THAT WAY IS THIS SOME KIND OF BONDAGE FANTASY FOR YOU OH MY GOD I HATE MY LIFE WHAT THE FUCK.

[ Squirming intensifies. Time to kind of make good on those threats! IF HIS HAND GOES ANYWHERE WITHIN BITING REACH SHE'S GOING TO LUNGE AT IT.Gotta make use of the fangs, yo. ]

[yerawizarderi]

--what--NO! NO!!!! THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT HOW FUCKIN' GROSS--

[And then he gets bit when he accidentally put his hand too close to her again, and he's nearly FLAILING his free arm, while trying to pull his other free from her teeth. WHICH HURTS A LOT. A+ THINKING ERI!!!]

FUCK!! LET GO OF ME YOU RABID DOG I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU BIT ME YOU ACTUALLY FUCKIN' BIT ME LET GO LET GO LET THE FUCK GO!!!

[drama8om8]

BLUH!

[ She does let go. Largely because the halfway-rational bit of her brain kicks in and helpfully points out that it'll be even more difficult for him to get the hell off her if she has a mouthful of his gross freakblooded hand.

Speaking of hands, one of hers is now free of TENT HELL. So of course it has to get put to use shoving and slapping at Eri. ~*SHE'S HELPING*~ ]

YOU TASTE FUCKING VILE STOP FLAPPING YOU'RE TANGLING IT WORSE HOW FUCKING DUMB ARE YOU!