forum Until Dawn. (Horror/Modern/Adventure) (Closed.)

Started June 12, 2018 by @Desvelarse pets

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"I dont care which room…" Jordan sighs, elbowing Antoine

"Ow… What was that for?" Antoine glances at the other with a raised eyebrow.

(should I try to start building Pandora's character in this soon? She's been kinda off to the side the whole time…)

(Yeah! Build her up! The higher, the bigger the fall which means better the chaos! :D)

“You really want to room with Oliver?” Amber asked, fake gagging again. “I’ll warn you now, if you two have sex, use protection. Because if you get pregnant, he’ll kill your baby too.”

“Amber, seriously?!” Oliver exclaimed as he walked over.

“I will never let you forget, you little man whore,” she hissed, poking his chest with her finger before stepping away.

(mAN WHORE)

"I'll take my chances," Lovena hummed.

"She'll forget to remind him about protection on purpose," Fierte called, which caused Lovena to turn around and flip her off

“I swear to god, I will shove you off of this mountain, Oliver,” Amber threatened before leaving and walking down the hallway to find a bedroom.

“Ignore her, baby, she’s a bitch sometimes,” Oliver said to Lovena with a clever smile on his lips.

"More like all the time. Reminds me of a certain someone. Starts with an 'F', ends with an 'ierte,'" Lovena hummed before turning to give Fierte a smug look. The girl on the couch just rolled her eyes before flipping her off

Blair burst out laughing, "take that ya little-" she cut herself short. "Ya little nice person" she said smiling at lovena.

"You're lucky I don't go over there and break that pretty little face of yours, sweetheart," Fierte called, forcing a smile while Lovena laughed

“I’m suprised that A,bear hasn’t tried to hook up with her, considering how alike they are,” Oliver chuckled. His arm slipped around Lovena’s waist as they stood there.

"I desperately hope you get some sort of STD when you fuck her," Fierte said to him before pointing at Lovena. Lovena scoffed, feigning offense as she leaned against Oliver

Oliver whistled in response, his hand shifting to squeeze Lovena’s backside before he let go and headed up the stairs.

Elsewhere, Amber was putting things away in her room. They were supposed to stay there for the week, though it might get cut short. There were rumors of a large snow storm, but no one was sure of anything yet.

Jordan guides Antoine around the rooms, "Pick one greenie."

"Any one of them are fine." He says quietly.

"What happened? Yu're quite all the sudden." Jordan walks into a room helps Antoine to a chair.

Antoine shrugs, "I'm tired."

Jordan huffs and starts to walk out of the room

Antoine watches him leave before sighing softly and looking around.

Lovena giggled when Oliver squeezed her backside. "Come on, let's go take care of our room," she hummed, keeping step with him as she walked

Jordan rests his back against the wall again, having not found an empty room

Antoine curls onto his side and sighs softly. He stands and limps out to the hall. He starts when he sees Jordan. "If you want you can join me." He says, nudging his head towards the room.

"There's only one bed."

"I can sleep on the recliner in the room." He shrugs.

"Dont you dare." Jordan stands, grabbing Antoine's arm like an old grandma, "C'mon."

"Eh wha-" He doesn't fight, just follows.

Lovena giggled when Oliver squeezed her backside. "Come on, let's go take care of our room," she hummed, keeping step with him as she walked

Oliver walked up the steps with Lovena, carrying their bags. Eventually, after looking around for a moment, he found and empty room and set down their things.

Jordan points to the bed, "You stay there." He walks over to the recliner

Blair grabbed her bags and her cousin Mavis bags too heading up stairs to find a room. "Dibs on anything with two beds!" She shouted.

"Thanks for carrying my things," Lovena hummed. She sat down on the bed before stretching luxuriously. "So, how are we doing this? Are we going to be sharing the bed?" she asked

Antoine nods and sighs softly, curling onto his side.