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[forbescaroline]

favorite outfits: cassie howard (season 1)

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[sethkate]

bobbyeliot: Birthday girl last night. 💖

[forbescaroline]

favorite outfits: cassie howard (season 1)

[heartbreakxr]

rxdhorror​:

A SINGLE NOD. the days have been increasingly dark. everything seemed numbered while in wrenbury, but she knew what would happen once she left the camp. neither of the options were ideal, but avalon would stay. ❝ maybe if we just tried a side road ? a path through the woods ? whatever we do it should be now. i don’t want us caught vulnerable in the dark. ❞ she began walking in the opposite direction, hoping the nearby sidewalk would lead the pair to an outlet out of wrenbury. ❝ it’s a sad realization, but i don’t think they care. the residents don’t even seemed as phased as us. they mourn, yes, but i feel so targeted. ❞ avalon’s hand slipped from her cardigan and took jill’s. ❝ i didn’t show up that long ago, either. despite everything that’s happened, i just can’t leave yet. ❞ a deep sigh left her lips. ❝ i’m not sure what it is, but something is drawing me here. ❞ more like something pushing her here — hide away from her inevitable future. 

“you’re right,” the blonde sighed, walking beside avalon, impatience to leave in every step forward. no one seemed as upset or frantic as they were. it was as though they expected such matters to happen. like they’ve become numb to it. jill wasn’t sure she could get used to living in a town where curfews were supposed to make you feel safe from murderous psychopaths. “i felt the same way when my father suggested i come here. something inside me clicked, like, i knew it would be the right place to be, but it’s not...” she didn’t know avalon that well, but at the same time, she was starting to feel connected to her. they shared the same empathy and fear. it could all be a trick, but jill was going to go out on a whim and assume avalon was not one of the killers. though she would make a good doll, but so would jill. “avalon, this road... it’s... it’s not taking us anywhere. we just— we just passed that sign, didn’t we? it’s, like, a maze or a labyrinth or whatever. maybe we should wait for daylight?” it was getting dark and the idea of venturing into the woods scared her. 

[heartbreakxr]

innxcentblood​:

             NODDING HIS head , wells smiled at her words , having felt the exact same . it was intimidating , having to share a temporary home with strangers ; having your own bedroom at least made it easier . “ yeah , the cabins are . but the showers are all in one building , not separated by gender or anything . ” he felt slightly guilty , having to fill her in on the unfortunate shower situation . “ it’s honestly kind of a nightmare , if you’re not used to that kind of thing or comfortable with that kind of thing . most of the shower cubicles have doors at least . ” he wrinkled his nose , hoping she wouldn’t react badly .

“ oh yeah , the lake . we’ll pass that soon , you can’t get to or from the camp without passing it . ” he told her , nodding his head as they continued to walk . “ it’s super pretty in the day time , but honestly ? kind of scary at night . i mean , everything’s kind of scary at night here . it’s an ominous place . ” he didn’t want to alarm her too much , so he spoke with a small chuckle , keeping the smile on his face .

jill wasn’t so bothered by the idea of co-ed showers. it was unfortunate, but she spent three years at Berkeley where she majored in business and belonged to a sorority. she had so many run-ins with the opposite sex while in compromising situations, that it was no longer a big deal to her. she was also arrested for streaking on the beach while intoxicated. when it came to her body, she wasn’t shy. it was her heart she guarded the most. “that’s fine...i’ve endured worse.” she smiled, letting him know it wasn’t anything to be sorry about. after all, it’s not like he designed the camp or made the rules. 

“pretty in the day, scary at night. sounds like my sorority sisters.” that would have made a good motto for them. “i’m not afraid, not yet.” she could hold her own, or at least she liked to think so. however she was never put in a situation she couldn’t handle. jill was tough like her father or at least she wanted to be. the last person she wanted to resemble was her weak mother who depended on alcohol for strength. “a campfire by the lake at night sounds fun. are you the partying type or more reserved?” he seemed polite, a real gentleman. but he was also really good-looking. hot people are always invited to everything. 

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rxdhorror​:

HEART SANK. she sounded so defeated. maybe it was the wrong way. there was a possibility avalon was wrong in her directions.  ❝ let’s just try another way ? i’ll help you. ❞ she offered. little did she know, no one would be able to leave. the day avalon learned that would be grim — nothing unusual for wrenbury though. the vulnerability plastered on the stranger’s face. ❝ it’s unsettling. i think they enjoy it that way, how they all make us feel. ❞ the screams echoed in her mind. ❝ it seems juvenile. like law enforcement should be doing something more to protect the residents. conducting some type of investigation. ❞ she had a lack of connection with many people in camp, but they all shared the experiences. ❝ uh … avalon. ❞ a brief moment of hesitation. ❝ who’re you ? ❞

   “you will?” her voice was heavy with emotion, she just wasn’t sure if it was relief or skepticism. whenever she voiced a concern to one of her parents, they’d either ignore her or send her to therapy. now she was here because her father wanted to bang a twenty three year old and her mother couldn’t afford to look after her; she was too numb and drunk to make a difference. “show me...” she decided to trust her. what other choice did she have? 

“right? they should be interviewing everyone. and searching the cabins for clues... unless they really, just, don’t care enough.” jill breathed deeply, attempting to settle her nerves before she reached a soft hand out for avalon to take, “uh, jill.” she wasn’t sure why she hesitated. maybe her brain was just all over the place, racing with more important matters. “i haven’t been here long, but after seeing someone get hung in the theatre and now with this near massacre, i don’t want to be here a second longer.” 

[heartbreakxr]

innxcentblood​:

             IN SOME ways , the amount of time nico had spent in wrenbury really had felt like a lifetime - especially considering the amount of horrors he had been around for . on the other hand , though , nico felt far from settled in , still with no clue how to get around the town without getting lost at least once , still with no clue who lived in the cabin next to him . “ oh , thank you . ” he was slightly taken by surprise at the compliment , but he appreciated it very much . 

he had to think about her questions a little before he could answer ; while he had made a couple of friends , the friendships hadn’t lasted , and had ended with their faces on the bulletin board with ‘ missing ’ written above them in large , red letters . having abandonment issues that stemmed from his childhood , it had understandably left nico slightly speechless when attempting to answer her questions . “ the beach is always fun . ” he decided to say simply , shrugging his shoulders . “ when it’s not raining it’s a really fun place to hang out . i’m sure you could make plenty of friends there . or else , around the campfire at night , when it gets dark . that’s super chill vibes , it’s nice . ”

as a beverly hills native, the beach was one of her favorite pastimes. there were bonfire parties, volleyball games, surf competitions. jill shared a very active lifestyle with her friends until the parties became the most important part of their week and before she knew it, playing volleyball in the sun and swimming in the ocean was traded in for passing out on the couch and throwing up in one of her friend’s toilet. coming to wrenbury was meant to inspire change and maturity but her father missed the mark when he decided to send her somewhere cursed. 

“does it rain a whole lot?” the blonde wondered as she peered around, as if the answers would somehow materialize in front of her. was it about to rain now? she sure hoped not. a trip to the beach sounded nice. “we could go to the beach now, if you want?” jill was a social butterfly whose wings had been clipped the moment she stepped foot into camp. around here, she was nobody. it was a big change. 

[heartbreakxr]

rxdhorror​:

PANIC HUNG OVER THE CAMP. the thought of leaving sounded like the most ideal situation. but leaving would expose her to the life she never wanted. avalon’s inner dilemma ate at her forcing her to stay up all night. walking outside was the only thing to help the anxiety taking over from the inside. she didn’t dare run the risk of exploring away from people, though. the other girl, someone she hadn’t met in wrenbury. ❝ just down there ? it’s where i came in so it should also be the way out. ❞ avalon pointed in the direction, not knowing the other already attempted. ❝ the curfew allows some sort of control. while the killers seem to be on no time sheet, i assume it makes law enforcement feel like they’re doing something ? ❞ unsure of every word she said.

“yeah, but i-” she stammered, feeling somewhat delusional at this point. maybe she didn’t get enough rest. could it be that she was just sleep deprived? “i tried,” her voice broke with defeat and her shoulders slumped as if all the energy from her body had been drained. she felt weak, alone, and vulnerable. she wanted to go somewhere and cry but didn’t even have the effort for that. “it’s not enough,” she argued while her eyes stung with tears. since she’s been here two people have been hung and five more were attacked. and how many killers were caught? none. “it’s like you said, there is no time sheet. they could be watching us right now.” why weren’t they shutting the camp down or investigating everyone? there should be some sort of procedure beyond a curfew. they were all sitting ducks. for all she knew, this lady could be the killer. “who...who are you again?” 

[heartbreakxr]

Just when Jill was starting to move on from what happened at the theatre, another body was found brutally murdered and five more injured. Empathically, she reached for her own throat. Her fingers applying a light amount of pressure, wondering how it must have felt to be hung. Troy had undoubtedly suffered. She was just thankful she wasn’t around when the others were attacked. Would she have been the type of person to have survived? Probably not. In every horror movie it’s always the big chested blonde who finds herself face down on the ground with a knife in her back first.  

Unsure of what to do, Jill decided to leave Wrenbury but when she tried, the road circled her right back to camp. With fear and panic blossoming in her chest, she looked around for someone that could help. Usually, she’d just pull out her cell phone but without service or internet she would be just as helpless as she is now. “Can someone show me a way out of here?! I don’t want to be here anymore. A curfew??? How is that going to help!?” Has no one here ever seen: The Strangers? If someone wants you dead, they’ll break in and make it happen. @finalgirlstarters​

[heartbreakxr]

innxcentblood​:

             WELLS HAD always been the kind of person to move on from anything that could have caused him conflict , always the kind of person who would sweep things under the rug when he could in order to protect himself from any potential harm ; while being harmed most likely wouldn’t have been the case when talking to someone like jill , he still couldn’t break the habit . he was surprised when she seemed to know that she had struck a nerve , and even more surprised when she took accountability immediately , apologising . “ thank you , ” he smiled , wanting to ensure she knew how much something simple like that meant to him . “ thank you for saying that , i appreciate it . ” not wanting to dwell on the subject for too long , however , he moved on quickly . while it was important for people to apologise , there was no use alienating them when they did - as that would surely only discourage them .

“ that’ll definitely be the best place to start . ” he nodded his head enthusiastically . “ this way . ” he began to lead her , a smile still on his face . “ i wasn’t overly keen on the idea of roommates , but the cabins are actually super good . everyone has their own bedroom , and there are locks on the doors too . there’s four bedrooms in each cabin , but i’ve only got one roommate so far. ” he began to explain , rambling only slightly as he wasn’t ever comfortable with silence . “ they’re nice cabins . the only thing they’re missing is a shower , which sucks . the showers are in a separate building , i’ll be able to show you them too . ” 

she was appreciative of his ability to accept her apology sincerely while at the same time being able to move on from any lingering awkwardness. what she appreciated even more though was how helpful he was being. being new to the camp came with a lot of anxiety but wells was doing a fantastic job at bringing her to ease. following him to the cabins, jill kept a relaxed stride by his side. she wasn’t in a rush to get there or to leave him - in fact, she’d love to hang out for a little while longer. she could always get settled in later at night. maybe then she could meet her roommate and see if she’s just as welcoming. 

“so i’d have my own space, that takes a lot of pressure off.” until now she was picturing a room full of beds, like the young camps you see in movies. “are the cabins divided by gender?” she was curious if there would be boys and girls in the same cabin - or in the same building used for showers. “i guess goodbye baths? that’s a shame.” she was a sucker for a good bubble bath. then again, there was a lake where she could soak away her troubles. “i read something about a lake... belcastle - have you been?” 

[heartbreakxr]

lxn-jun​:

Lincoln had this way with people, or so he believed. A way to make them comfortable enough to open up to him. It was a huge reason why he was scouted for the CIA and ultimately hired. It always made him feel good, as a kid, to have someone trust him and that feeling had never really gone away.

He tilted his head as he listened to her speak, his eyes roaming over her face to watch the subtle cues that she didn’t seem to be trying to hide. A twitch of her lips with her eyes cast downward. While they handled stress and tragedy completely differently, where Lincoln bolted and bottled it all up, hiding behind a perfectly healthy facade, he could empathize with her. It was completely human to be in tune with your emotions; he wished he could be more in tune with his own.

“I-” Lincoln was cut off as the barista called out his name. He excused himself to grab the latte from the counter and nod thanks to the girl behind the counter. Returning to her side, idly stirring his drink as resumed.

“Oh, no. I’m not the running type. I just came to a tiny, quiet town in North Carolina with no phone reception or wifi because I enjoy the views.” His voice was dripping with sarcasm but he tried to keep it lighthearted, turning to her with a smile and laughed softly. “Our experiences have a way of changing us, even if just temporarily. I wouldn’t be surprised if you’re back to enjoying horror movies in no time.”

He took a sip of his coffee and looked back over at her. “Do you want to take a walk? I think some fresh air could help.”

Unlike Lincoln, Jill wasn’t aware of the town’s non-existent cell service until it was too late. It was her father’s idea to visit (exile her to) Wrenbury. She only agreed because she didn’t have anywhere else to go after she was kicked out of school. The camp was supposed to help mature her or whatever. If only she could call him and tell him what a huge mistake he made by suggesting such a horrific place. 

“Imagine not being able to text or update your socials.” She sighed, rolling her eyes, though she wasn’t mocking. It’s what she wanted to do: take cute pictures and text her friends. But she couldn’t even have that. Nope — lame musicals, natural disasters, and death was the new normal. Hashtag: get me the hell out of here. 

“Well I hope you’re right. I miss movie nights.” Even if he was right though, they couldn’t stream? So what did she have to look forward to, classics on dvd? “Yeah, a walk actually sounds really nice.” With her coffee in hand, the blonde scooted her way outside the booth and stood up. “So are you going to tell me what you’re running from, why you’re here?” She asked, following him outside where she could breathe a little easier. 

[heartbreakxr]

innxcentblood​:

             HE RAISED his eyebrows as she referred to the hurricane as a potentially cool introduction , chuckling softly as he had no idea how to react to her words . on one hand , he thought it was slightly funny , but on the other hand , people had gotten hurt , the town had been damaged , and it had allowed for the doll to infiltrate what they believed to be their safe space ; he supposed she hadn’t found out about what that was all about , however . either way , wells let it slide , smart enough to know not to cause conflict . “ sorry you didn’t get the introduction you wanted , but welcome to town either way . ” again , he chuckled softly . “ it’s nice to meet you jill . ” he shook her hand , having been raised to be kind , polite , to seem innocent in order to throw people off the scent of anything bad he had been involved in - not that he was caught up with his family and their crimes anymore . “ have you found your cabin yet ? ”

it didn’t take a genius to see she struck a nerve. the hurricane was a tragedy for so many - definitely too soon to make light of it. “sometimes i forget things i didn’t experience for myself are real. people were scared and i’m sure a lot were hurt. i wouldn’t have wanted to be here for that. i was insensitive, i’m sorry.” she inhaled a soft breath, trying to calm her nerves. the girls in her hometown were all fake bitches who loved to talk shit and stir up drama. to fit in and rebel against her parents, she became a walking disaster. she didn’t want to bring those insecurities and problems here. if there were ever a time to start anew, it would be now. “it’s nice to meet you too, and no i have not.” she knew her cabin number was 004, but she didn’t go looking for it yet. she was too busy making a fool out of herself apparently. “i also have a roommate - cabin-mate? but i haven’t met her either.” everything was on the paper she was given but she was feeling too anxious to settle in. “do you want to show me?” 

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lxn-jun​:

Lincoln exhaled a short laugh at her surprise, forgetting for a moment that his blunt attitude didn’t always strike people the right way. At least she understood what he was conveying; it would have been seriously awkward to explain his desire to see something horrible and sudden to break everyone out of their own anxieties. 

He looked over and tilted his head as she spoke, finding her gaze to be filled with sadness and maybe a little empty too. It was a look that he knew well and for just a moment, she felt like a mirror. He turned back to look at the street. “It’s hard to run away from something when you immediately run into the open arms of more tragedy.”

Ultimately, he pushed his hands into his pockets and looked back over at her. “Only a few days, same as you. Though, I’d opted to skip the musical. Shame, too. Phantom’s my favorite.”

“Have you ever seen it before? Well, before now.”

“I’m kind of the opposite. I don’t really run. I have this problem where I just immerse myself in it. I fixate on the misery and it swallows me.” Jill felt like she could be blunt with him, even if she did sound like a complete emo. “Instead of shutting down, I talk about it, listen to music that doesn’t help, and stay awake all night obsessing.” She wishes she could be one of those people who have the ability to run away; to ignore everything and move on. Why couldn’t she do that? Did it mean she was weak - dominated by her emotions? 

“Theatre has never really been my thing.” She admitted, leaning back while fiddling with her fingers. “Can’t say it’ll ever be my thing now...” a small laugh breezed past her lips. “It’s odd, but I’ve always had a thing for horror movies. I think that’s pretty much ruined too.” She wasn’t trying to be so depressing but maybe she was depressed. It didn’t help not having any friends here; people she could talk to and rely on. 

“I’m guessing you’re the running type, is that why you’re here?” 

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stayisaac​:

     TWO DAYS. he’s only been here two days, and already things are spiraling out of control. but there had to be a logical explanation, right? ––- surely this is all some sort of elaborate prank. at some point a camera crew would materialize and they’d all laugh it off. maybe he’d been set up by the same friend who referred him to wrenbury. who knows.

but judging by the somber looks of those around him, people seemed to be taking this pretty damn seriously. then again, maybe he’s getting truman show’d. who knows.

all morning, the events of last night have been winding through his head, replaying, rewinding, the same crack of the rope over and over again. sleep hadn’t come easy, and he’d spent most of the night fidgeting in bed and trying to get that image out of his head. it has to be fake. it has to. 

even in his zombielike state, isaac manages to make his way to the coffee shop in the center of town, the one he’d spotted on the way in. he’s just ordered – all black, two sugars, nothing too fancy – when he spots someone he’s almost positive he saw last night. desperate for some kind of consolation, he approaches the girl, hoping he’s not interrupting anything.

     “ ––- hey. I think I saw you fall last night. are you okay? “ he offers a hand outstretched, summoning as much of a smile as he can on a day like this. “ I’m isaac. I’ve literally only been here, like, what, two days? do you care if I sit? kind of just hoping to talk to someone who was there last night. “

jill wasn’t expecting anyone to join her, as she was lost in her thoughts, wondering if coming here was a mistake. of course it was, but she couldn’t turn back now. she wasn’t aware of how true that is yet. no one could physically escape wrenbury. it was probably good for her to be oblivious a while longer or else she’d completely lose it. she wasn’t good at handling tough situations. that’s why she was here to begin with. her parents never showed her any attention and so she acted out. then they got divorced and she got into drugs and partying, which eventually led to her expulsion from university. it was best she stay in the dark. safer. 

“me?” the blonde felt her heart warm up from the sound of the stranger’s voice showing concern. she wasn’t used to someone caring enough to check up on her, especially not someone she didn’t even know. he held an aura though, a light around him that seemed good - wholesome. maybe he just wanted someone to talk to and it had nothing to do with her personally, but she didn’t want to believe that. she clung onto the hope of empathy. 

“i’m okay, yeah.” she was faking it, she wasn’t okay, but who was? “i was there, yeah. are you okay?” she returned his question, gesturing a hand out for him to take the seat. it was nice of him to ask. “i’m jill,” she shook his head sweetly and then settled into the leather booth with a window view. “i don’t know how much help i’d be, but i’d love to talk, too.” she raised her hot cup against her lips, taking a small sip. “i haven’t been here long either, three days. so... i’m only a day older than you.” she gave a small laugh. it felt like laughing at a funeral and made her feel guilty. 

“sorry if i’m a mess, i haven’t slept. i couldn’t. not after, you know. it was my first experience with death... if you don’t count my failed attempts at taking care of fish.” she always wanted a pet but was smart enough to start off with fish, but they always died. maybe that was a sign that she didn’t have it in her to nurture anything or anyone. even plants and flowers, she could never keep them alive for as long as they should last.