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[ba-central]

BROADRIPPLE: THE RETREAT ASK MEME EDITION

Send symbols to your classmates to learn more about them, their feelings about the Retreat and perhaps even their feelings about you.

♡: If you could spend a day in the life of any other student, who would you pick and why?

⇨: Your cabin is on fire and you can only save three things from your bunk. What are they?

♨ : If you could only eat one type of campfire food for the rest of the year, what would you pick?

☀: What is your favorite thing about life at the Retreat?

☾: Who was the last person from school that you dreamed about?

✚ : What were you doing at 12 am last night?

☸ : If you could be anywhere else in the world right now, where would you be?

♫: Most played song this week?

❣ : Are you happy single or do you wish you were in a relationship?

☎ : Who is the last person you texted? Bonus: What was the text?

✈ : Can you speak another language?

✌ : Post the sixth photo in your camera roll.

☺ : If Father D told you that you had to become friends with somebody you can’t stand in order to graduate, who would you become friends with and how would you do it?

☠ : What is the worst thing about sharing a cabin room?

✄ : Have you got any bad habits?

[gundersonlogan]

location: outside senior cabin time: monday 13th of july 3:46 am  starter: open @ba-central

It took a lot to stir Logan from a slumber, while his other classmates complained about the constant noise that came with the retreat, he found it soothing, reminded him of nights on the road with his parents. He found himself lulled into a deep sleep by the buzz of activity around him, it was a sign that he wasn’t alone, which comforted him. 

The sound that couldn’t be described as anything other than a clatter was not comforting. He sat up in his bed quickly, his head instantly going to the accident, and he had to take a few deep breaths to realize that he wasn’t back in the van but safe in the cabins. At first he thought that he had dreamed up the sound, it wouldn’t be the first time he dreamed about the crash, but then he realized his classmates had also awoken, rubbing sleep out of their eyes and getting up to investigate what had make the sound. 

He made his way towards the senior cabin in his pajamas, the pink hairs on the back of his neck standing straight up. Logan didn’t scare easily but he couldn’t denying the eerie feeling in the air. “This is giving me a weird feeling man.” He said to the person closest to him, rubbing his arm that was covered in goosebumps despite the warm weather. 

[gundersonlogan]

lucygson​:

Lucy knew she shouldn’t have said something so cruel, but she wasn’t very good at coping. After her parents died she had grown very angry, towards them and towards everyone that got in her way. She’d learned a little bit how to cope - mostly through he art - but there were still remnants of that pent up aggression that slipped out sometimes. She was almost more angry that he seemed to skip over what she said. Her mind was screaming ’let me talk about them! Let me heal!’ “Nothing,” she said defensively, hugging her sketchbook to her chest.

Her sour expression cracked and she had to smile when her brother laughed. It was nice to hear him laugh because it had seemed impossible for a while. “Of course it was me, who else is that hilarious and brilliant?” she said smugly. This surely wouldn’t be the last time she tried to talk him out of trying to leave, but she could drop it now only because of her comment about their parents. “She found a big ass cross behind a book shelf, I convinced her it was possessed - and that I might be possessed - and she totally fell for it. I carved a pentegram in it when she went to get some holy water and then dragged the fucking thing outside to get rid of it. I was sitting there with sandpaper and paint for ages trying to get rid of it.” She grinned, “Am I famous now?”

She wriggled her foot violently the second he grabbed it, “Hey! Let go!” she whined, trying to climb further back on her bed. “Go back to the bitch baby cabin or I’ll have the devil possess you too,” she announced childishly.

Logan's brows scrunched together as he watched her clutch her sketchbook to her chest. Growing up they had shared everything, partly because mostly living out of a van hadn’t given them any other choice, but still, after moving around so much all they had were each other. And their parents, but now they were gone and now he and Lucy were surrounded by other people. He felt a wall slowly being built up between them and he didn’t like it, not at all. “Lair” Was all he said, not wanting to harp on the topic. 

“No one.” He said, a genuine smile spreading over his face before he broke out into a fit of laughter. Only Lucy could think of something so outrageous and get away with it, and Logan felt overwhelmed with pride to be able to call her his sister. “Can I get in on this?” He asked once the laughter subsided. “Maybe you can spread it to me, I bet it would drive Damian fucking insane which is always a plus.”

“Who’s to say the devil doesn’t already have me?” He asked, waggling his eye brows, reaching out to tickle the under side of Lucy’s foot before she violently kicked at him. “Hey I would rather be in Bitch Baby Cabin than Nagging Crone Cabin.”

[gundersonlogan]

nicodigiovanni​:

“Quite the opposite man.” He shrugged. “I mean, assuming that there is sun… preferably sand and the ocean would be a plus. See any of those around?” Yep quite the opposite to be honest, the climate was a dreary as it could be.

“Besides, it sucks that we had to leave our rides at the school. I’m sure my baby already misses me.” He chuckled. Yep, then again, he didn’t know if he would have brought his Ducati at a shitty, muddy, ruined camp, or over that rickety looking bridge anytime soon. “Makes me feel trapped.”

“You got it man…” he grinned. “We need to learn the lay of the land after all.” Yep and anyway, Domenico certainly didn’t mind to do some exploring. “Hey… I was thinking… tomorrow morning… I wanna try and see if I can jog all the way to the school… wanna join in?” He tossed.

“I know right? But I mean, is there one that I wouldn’t?” He gave Logan a cocky smirk.

“Ohh I can definitely see that.” He laughed. That said, much likely the Staff would not either and that, he imagined was another reason for his friend’s choice of hair color. Which was problematic in hindsight, but definitely a matter for another day. “And I’m sure that chicks would dig this new look.” He chuckled and gave Logan a strong pat on the back

"You didn't feel trapped before?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, Logan hated it at the dorms, always felt like the walls were closing in on him. The change was good, and he liked that it felt more rugged, like they were roughing it. It reminded him of the camper van. “This whole fucking place is a trap.”

Logan let out a snort of a laugh before he realized that Nico wasn’t joking. “Jesus dude, you have more stamina than me. My sisters the runner, I think I would be on the ground before you could say Go, but if you ever want to swim the lake, let me know.”

“I don’t think you could pull off ginger, sorry Nico, I gotta be honest.” He laughed, nudging his friend with his elbow as they made their way deeper into the woods. “Oh yeah you know it, I can hardly keep track of all the ladies falling at my feet.”

[gundersonlogan]

lucygson​:

Lucy watched him shove her things away. She didn’t really care, not until he mentioned their parents. She didn’t like talking about them, not unless she had to. Perhaps it was childish of her but she subconsciously believed that if she just didn’t talk about them then she was preserving their memory and they could still be alive somewhere somehow. She pictured them stuck in the stories her mother used to tell her about the things they did before she was born. “Yeah? Well good thing they’re not here then,” she said flatly, sounding a lot more harsh than she intended. She picked up her sketch book and pressed her back against the wall. She glanced at him over the top but it was a mildly irritated glance.

Her expression did, however, soften slightly when he alluded to his master plan to get expelled. The only reason she didn’t mind was because at least she was set to graduate the same year. That way she could keep an eye on him when he ran off. Really she was half hoping he would let her tag along, just to be a voice of reason. “Don’t you want to stick around and see what happens? I mean, it’s finally interesting. I convinced Faith McKay some cross she found was possessed. There are like, no rules.” At least she was taking it as a free for all. Average student on campus by day, camp hellraiser by night. She liked that.

“Are you going to be an angsty bitch baby forever?” Lucy asked, prodding him with her toe when he was close enough.

Logan chewed at the inside of his cheek to keep himself from snapping at his sister, he didn’t want to fight with her, at least not a real fight, especially not about their parents. What was he going to say? Yeah Lucy it’s great that our parents’s van, which was basically our home, got totalled, crushing them instantly, yippe. It was all fucking pointless arguing, they were both sad, they both missed their parents. Period, end of story. Instead he said, “What are you working on?” Nodding towards the sketch book. 

Logan instantly burst out laughing at the mention of Faith McKay’s possessed cross. “Wait that was you?” He had heard that the senior girl had been going on about a possessed five foot cross she had found, but he didn’t realize his sister was responsible for it. “Okay you have to tell me everything, don’t leave out a single detail that is just too good.” He said breezing right past the fact that he was definitely not going to try and stick around. 

“Yes, in fact that is exactly what I am going to be.” He said, giving his sister a big cheesy grin, before grabbing at her foot in retaliation. “Are you going to be a pretentious bossy baby forever?”

[userethereal]

shameless meme; 6/7 scenes ▷ parenthood No really, the answer is fuck you.

[gundersonlogan]

broadrippleaurora​:

“Which chapter are we talking because I don’t think we are thinking of the same book,” Aurora admitted. Yes, she was going to a religious academy but she wasn’t really sure if she considered herself holier than thou. Honestly? She didn’t really care how other people lived their lives or what they did behind closed doors. It wasn’t really her business at the end of the day. “Yeah, it is a little morbid but you don’t have to worry about me going full Psycho or Friday The 13th on anyone. I mean, they do always say the quiet one’s are the people you need to watch out for, but I’m not a killer.”

"Are we not talking about Fifty Shades of Gray? Oh my bad." He said, in mock embarrassment. He had attempted to read the bible once or twice and had failed miserably, and now that he was forced to live with his religious zealot of a grandmother he was even less inclined to pick up the scripture. “Good cause that would be really awkward.” He said with a chuckling, striding over to where she was sitting, making himself comfortable next to her. “I’m not really in the physical shape I need to be to outrun a serial killer.”

[gundersonlogan]

damianfitz​:

Oh no. That voice. Damian knew that voice. Eyes falling shut, he sighed, thinking Lord give me strength before he turned around to face Lucy Gunderson’s younger and far more troublesome sibling. “Logan,” he greeted, twisting his lips into something of a smile at the sight of the pink-haired junior. “I see your hair still isn’t up to school code.” They’ve been face-to-face barely five seconds and already the first comment regarding Logan’s hair has been made. Damian wondered briefly how many more times he’d have to insist Logan correct the color before it finally happens. “I take it you missed our game of me constantly reminding you to dye your hair back to its natural color. You’re lucky I left my ticket book back in my cabin. It’s far too early for you to be collecting violation slips.”

Logan had to fight to keep the grin from breaking out over his face when he saw that familiar twitch in Damian's eye, it was almost too easy to get a rise out of the senior boy. “You don’t like it?” He asked, running his fingers through the light pink locks, a lopsided forming on his face. “And here I thought it was bring out the rosey color of my cheeks.” He reached up, poking one of his fingers into the dimple that appeared in his cheek when gave an exaggerated smile. “I didn’t just miss our game honey, I missed you too.” Logan said, reaching out a giving Damian’s shoulder a playful punch. “Oh please give a ticket, I could add it to my Damian Scrapbook!”

[gundersonlogan]

nicodigiovanni​:

“Hey man…” Domenico grinned, giving Logan an hi-five and a playful smile.

“I’m flattered that you missed me so much.” The seventeen years old smirked, but it was clear that he was still studying his friend, trying to get how he was faring, after sometimes away from the campus. 

“What can I help you with today dear sir?” He teaed. Yep like if he didn’t know… He began searching for something in his pockets. In particular a small ‘tobacco’ bag that in theory he used to make hand-made cigarettes, but pretty much everyone that knew him well was aware that frequently it did contain something a bit stronger. 

“I’m still trying to figure out how to bring more stuff at this fucking retreat.” He admitted. Yep, no way he was gonna risk being caught with more than what could be excused as personal use. So yeah… Most of his stuff was still in its hiding place at the academy.

“Wanna go for a walk?” Yep, a bit further away from prying eyes.

“By the way… “ He laughed. “Why pink?” He gave Logan a nudge on the back of his neck. “If I had to choose for myself, I’d have picked, blue, green maybe.” He chuckled. “But I have heard some people call me old fashioned so…”

"Not a fan of the big outdoors, my friend?" Logan asked, a smirk playing at his lips. He actually thought his whole retreat thing was pretty cool but he knew that his was in the minority of his classmates. He reached out, grabbing the bag from his friends hands and taking out some rolling papers from his pocket. 

“Yeah lets get the fuck out of here.” Logan said, feeling the itch to go explore the woods that surrounded them. He knew that Nico probably just wanted to get into the thick forest to insure anonymity but Logan felt compelled to stretch his legs, and maybe get a little lost along the way. 

“You could rock some blue hair, but I have to admit the bleach burns like shit.” He grinned, running his hands through his freshly dyed hair. “Honestly, I knew pink would piss my grandma off the most, and it worked.”

[gundersonlogan]

lucygson​:

Lucy was glad that she found all of the books, she wasn’t sure if she would be able to harness the energy required to handle her brother freaking - not on this occasion. “I’m sure there’s someone the same that didn’t die. Like… Cheryl Strayed. Or Bear Grylls,” she suggested. Although she didn’t understand where he was coming from in full, she’d been taught to not discourage some else’s interests too much. She’d only do it the sisterly amount.

She eyed up the mess, “You can clean it up then,” she said, sitting down on the edge of her bed and crossing her arms over her chest. Despite the fact that it probably would end up in the exact same state before the week was out. “It’s not crap it’s… just stuff.” Stuff was comforting. It was like matching the clutter in her brain to the outside.

“You have more shit than I do,” she insisted. She looked down at her feet, “What d'you think of the cabins?” she asked. It was a bit like when they had lived in Vunderland.

Logan huffed, not wanting to have this conversation, again. Instead of retorting with a snarky comment he started busying himself with throwing her things back into their original place, if a bit haphazardly. “Mom and dad would have made us throw half of this stuff away...” He mumbled, his fingers flexing around a random paperback book. As soon as the words left his mouth he regretted them, it was easier for both of them if they didn’t think too hard about the parents that they lost. 

“They’re fine I guess.” He mumbled, flipping through Lucy’s books, making a mental list of ones that he would want to borrow. “Better than the dorms at least, and it’s not like I’m going to be here much long anyway.” Lucy new all about Logan’s plan to get expelled by the end of the school year. Sister Michael was a tough nut to crack but he knew that he was reaching the end of her rope. 

[gundersonlogan]

location: behind the junior cabins  time: 12:45am, Tuesday June 16th starter: closed @nicodigiovanni​

Logan leaned against the back wall of the Junior cabin, drumming his fingers against his leg impatiently as he waited for Nico. He was desperate for something to relax him and he knew that Nico was always good for it, besides he was one of the handful of Broadripple students he was actually looking forward to seeing again after being away. 

“Hey man.” He said, once he saw Nico making his way towards him through the night. “Thanks for meeting me, I’m desperate dude.” He said, reaching out to slap Nico’s hand, bringing him in for a brief half hug. 

[gundersonlogan]

broadrippleaurora​:

“What can I say? I’m the most rebellious person at this fine establishment,” Aurora joked with the boy. What a comical response, she was far from being deemed a trouble maker of any kind. She was the kind of student who very much walked on the straight and narrow. In fact, she was one of the top students at Broadripple. All of her teachers adored her and saw such a bright future for her in whatever she would choose to pursue. “The Lord’s book is not nearly as riveting as the book I’m reading right now, so I can’t say I am sorry for my actions. I can only hope Sister Michael will understand?” she shrugged her shoulders.

"Oh I don't know, parts of the Lord's book can get pretty steamy if you ask me." He said waggling his eyebrows suggestively. “I don’t think Sister Michael could be described as the understanding type, take it from someone who knows.” He said approaching Aurora, looking down at the book she was reading. “Looks kind of morbid. You’re not taking notes are you? I mean, I know this place seems like a good place to hide a body but I think someone would notice if one of us went missing.”

[gundersonlogan]

broadrippleaurora​:

Location: The Creek

Time: Mid-afternoon

Open to: anyone!

Aurora enjoyed the outdoors, most of the time. Her family had always made it their mission to get her and her brother involved with nature in anyway they could. I mean….not only did they live on a farm, but summers were usually spent camping truly ‘roughing’ it. So ultimately?  she was very, very familiar with it. Unlike some of her other fellow peers, she didn’t mind the trees, animals, and even getting a little dirty. 

The brunette found herself craving alone time, which wasn’t unusual for her. God, being around a lot of people for too long just killed her already low social battery. What was an easy way to try and fix it? Finding her new favorite hiding spot with her most beloved past time; reading. She was currently in the middle of a True Crime book that she was completely engrossed in. The case being investigated and spoken about in the text was extremely fascinating to her. Blue orbs were approaching an exciting paragraph when she heard a crunch a few feet from her. Great, who was gonna bother her now?

“Looks like you caught me red handed,” she spoke out in a sarcastic tone. 

( @ba-central​ )

Logan just needed a minute away from his peers, and the ever watchful eye of Sister Michael, who seemed to always be watching him ever since they returned to school. He couldn’t blame her for wanting to keep a watchful eye on him, after all he had been nothing but a thorn in her side since he started at Broadripple a year ago, but Jesus it felt like he couldn’t even go to the bathroom without her waiting outside the door for him. 

When he saw her talking to some of the other students he took his opportunity for escape and ran with it, quickly breaking away from his fellow students and making his way towards the creek. He wasn’t expecting to find someone already sitting besides the water, after all it felt like everyone in the entire school was crammed into a single cabin. 

“Oh yeah you’re really living on the edge.” He said, matching her dry tone. “I’ll have to tell Sister Michael that I found someone reading a book other than the Lords Book. She’ll be so disappointed.”

[gundersonlogan]

damianfitz​:

@ba-central​ Location: Outside the Main Hall

Damian was peeved. Back when they were on the bus, the data on his phone worked but now he couldn’t even get signal. It was incredibly vexing for someone who made a habit of checking their school email throughout the day. He had people to write to, you know. Projects he had to help coordinate. It was quite inconvenient that the only time they had access to working internet was at school. It was a major hindrance to his productivity. Not to mention it also made it impossible for him when he wanted to Google things like what kind of mold something was and the best ways to get rid of this cluster of dirt or that. Students had a lot of questions with their move to the cabins and Damian hated feeling inept because everything about this Retreat was so far out of his realm of knowledge it was laughable. He sighed, pocketing his phone for the nth time today before taking a look around. He spotted a close-by student and asked, “Is it just me or did signal cease to be a thing on your phone the moment you got off the bridge too?”

Logan had to admit, he had missed Damian, or rather he had missed annoying Damian. Since coming to Broadripple it had become his favorite past time by far, and even he had to admit he spent a little too much time trying to think of ways to make the senior boy’s life just a little bit worse. During the time that they had been sent away he had even started keeping a notes file on his phone titled Baby Boi, with bullet pointed ways to annoy his team captain. He practically beamed when he saw him approaching a group of students and quickly made his way over to the cluster of people. “Oh come on Babe.” He said as he walked up behind Damian, grinning maniacally. “It’s not so bad, this will give us the space we need to connect as a couple.”

[gundersonlogan]

lucygson​:

She could understand his panic to some degree, she was just a little more guarded about showing it. For her it was pictures and the leather bound sketchbook that had been her mother’s last gift to her. If she thought any of those were missing the alarm bells started going and didn’t stop until she found what she was looking for. Lucy would pretend it didn’t matter, or that Logan was being overdramatic, but she knew in her heart that he wasn’t. At least not to her.

“Okay, relax. We’ll find them.” She sifted through her books. She put her own copy of The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe to the side before handing over her brother’s. On the inside of her own was a little note that was special to her. In her father’s loopy handwriting he had written, ’For Our Lucy the Valiant, some day you’ll save your own world, or at least build one worth saving x’ It had seemed stupid at the time but now she read it over when she was particularly upset and wished she hadn’t teased so much about it.

“I don’t get why you like that one so much. I mean, I get the other two but surely there’s a better survivalist out there. Y'know, one that doesn’t die at the end?” Lucy suggested. She found Hitckhiker’s Guide first and handed it over to him. She was almost impressed by how many books she had managed to fit into one case. She shared her brother’s need to keep all her worldly possessions with her, probably because of how they had been raised.

Logan clutched at his books like they were keeping him afloat in a roaring ocean, and in some ways they were. He knew that a well adjusted person wouldn’t have freaked out the way he did if they couldn’t find a couple of old books but he couldn’t bring himself too look too deep, he wasn’t ready. He knew that Lucy wasn’t either. 

“It’s not about the ending Lucy.” He said, rolling his eyes. It wouldn’t be the first time that his older sister questions his affection for Chris McCandless. “It’s about the journey, I admire his gumption.” The truth was as much as Into The Wild was a roadmap for him it was also a guide of what not to do. “Don’t worry I promise not to get stuck in a abandoned van in the middle of God Knows Where Alaska.” 

“I guess I kind of made a mess huh...” He said, looking around at Lucy’s belongings that he had thrown everywhere. “When did we get so much crap?” 

[gundersonlogan]

lucygson​:

Lucy was sitting on her bunk with her sketch book in her lap, trying to concentrate. Since her parents’ death she had taken to trying to sketch them at least once every two days so she remembered what they looked like without looking at pictures. She wanted to remember how they had looked when they weren’t posing and they were just being. She was staring at the page - the outline of a woman there but nothing substantial - when her brother burst into the room.

“Huh? What?” She looked up, her determined stare broken. She closed over the sketchbook and shoved it back under her pillow. “Books don’t belong to people, books are book.” She climbed out of bed and opened the suitcase she had crammed a bunch of books into. Her packing skills left a lot to be desired. “What ones?” She picked one out and read the jacket before holding it out for him to take. “This?” A couple of his had gotten mixed in, but she wasn’t sure if it was what he wanted.

The logical part of his brain knew that he shouldn't be freaking out as much as he was, they were just books, not even particularly rare books, he could find them at any bookstore. But they were his, and some of the only ones that he had been able to hang out to while his family was still on the road. They had never been able to hold on to too many things as kids, considering how often they moved but ever since his parents dad it had practically been impossible for Logan to get rid of anything, especially the few items he had before he moved in with this grandmother. 

“Well these books belong to me.” He snapped, as he began to look through the suitcase full of books. “The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, Into The Wild and The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe.” Yes it was a kids book but it was his favorite, sometimes he could still hear his mom reading it aloud to him. He turned to look at the book that Lucy was holding up, Into The Wild, he let out a sign of relief, his shoulders visibly losing some of their tension. “Yes okay help me find the others.”