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Radley Walsh | 19 | Ravenwood

[sophiapresmont]

"can someone tell me why the grinch has a renaissance every ten years. " salem mumbled to herself as she found herself passing yet another man dressed up as the fury, green giant. "there are other holiday icons people can be dressing as. like ... buddy the elf or frosty. i'd take the kid from a christmas story at this point. i'm tired of the grinch!"

[radley-walsh]

"I honestly think it has a lot to do with how few fucks everyone has to give by the end of the year." Samara pursed her lips, still pondering on her thought. "Like if the year's gone pretty well for the majority we get the cliche Hallmark Peanuts Christmas. And if not then everyone's probably just one fine line away from being put on the naughty list."

[steveharringtcns]

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[genevieve-young]

"It's gotta be some sort of sick test of character from our parents, raising us in these conditions," Valora mused, sitting at the edge of the pool with her legs in the water. As much as there was activity all around she was looking up at the moon through one of the large skylights in the aquatic centre's ceiling, distorted somewhat by the ever present cold drizzle of rain that seemed to shroud Rosewood in the colder months.

[radley-walsh]

"Or maybe we're all just collectively trauma bonded to this place. We just don't know anything better than shitty conditions." Samara replied, following with a shrug before taking a seat next to her best friend. "Should I take this as a sign that you're finally considering running off together?"

[sophiapresmont]

"Oh come on, you know I don't watch that shit." Sophia sighed, arms crossed as a 90s slasher flick popped up on Netflix. She was all for getting in the Halloween spirit however when it came to those kinds of movies she preferred to opt out. She'd rather watch 'It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown' at this point. "I mean, what's the point they're all the same. Some stupid killer stalking some girl who can't act, running up the stairs when she should have gone out the front door. It's insulting."

[radley-walsh]

"That's part of the fun of horror movies. The suspension of disbelief." Radley practically hollered, acting almost insulted by Sophia's statement. Friendship or not, he could not the slander stand. "Obviously if some raggedy ass doll came to life and ran at us with a knife we could just get one of the football dudes to punt him to the next down over. It's easy to say you would do something different than a character in a movie but in the moment, running on nothing but adrenaline, would you even have time to think the situation over clearly?" He asked curiously. "Come on, i've given in plenty of times to watch romcoms with you and Serena. It doesn't have to be a slasher but can we reach middle ground on something more PG-13?"

[sophiapresmont]

"Oh, yeah no I'm sorry I can't give away merch for free. They won't let me!" Beverly laughed awkwardly and smiled at the fans asking if she could get them free crypt keepers memorabilia. it was times like this that made girlfriend nepotism, not that fun. She looked to the person across the way from her begging them with her eyes to save her from this weird encounter. "oh! excuse me I'm needed over there. thanks so much for coming," she forced a smile and quickly hurried to the other person. "Well, it wasn't the worst fan encounter I've had ... At least they didn't ask for Rocky's underwear this time. That was very weird. Tell me you're having more fun than I am at least."

[radley-walsh]

Samara had been too busy on her laptop putting the finishing touches on her own set for the festival to take note of what was going on around them. The commotion of the fans had been on and off for the last few hours at this point so it had become fairly easy to drown out. It wasn't until Beverly made her way over to her that she slipped down the overhead earphones to hang around her neck as she gave her full attention to her. "I really could have lived my whole life without the thought of anyone trying to pay for my brother's gross ass underwear." She pursed her lips as if she was in deep thought. "What do you even think they wanna do with them? Build a shrine? Maybe try to make him fall in love with them with a love spell?" Samara chuckled and shook her head. "I mean you should get something out of being his girlfriend and having to put up with all that bullshit too. Why not start selling tissues they think were used by him? Easy money." She looked back down at her laptop and sighed. "Well I think i'm set up as much as possible. So all that's left is to hope everything goes according to plan."

[scarletvinson]

"Sorry- one more," Vic assured the person holding her phone, remembering to get pictures of her outfit before she got too fucked up. That was the last thing she needed- she put too much time and fabric into her ensemble not to document it. She took her phone back, squinting as she tried to take a quick look at the shots. "Mm yeah right I can't see shit," she hummed, though she wasn't too worried about it, and grinned as she looked back up. "Drinks?"

[radley-walsh]

"Sure. But I can't promise any of them came out good. I'm a musician, not a photographer. Unless you slip me a twenty. Then I can be whatever you need me to be." Samara joked as she took the last picture before handing Vic her phone back. "Photoshop was invented for a reason." She shrugged. "We need it if we're gonna make it through the weekend. I heard they had some glow in the dark ufo drink, I want it."

[genevieve-young]

"How'd you know it was my dream to be advertised on the back of the door in a public toilet stall?" Valora was the type of person with untold emotional depths, so to those who knew her best it was clearly a defence mechanism for her to be so flippant about something that had been so terrifying to her for so long. She hummed in contemplation about the offer of a picture - living in the moment was more her style - but ultimately gave Jamie a small smile of permission. At least if she burned fast and bright she'd have these moments to look back on. "Do you want to take the poster down while we're here? I'll sign it for you. Could be worth millions one day."

[radley-walsh]

"Everyone's gotta start somewhere. You're truly setting the standard for the rest of us nepo babies. How brave." He jested, one of his hand quickly rubbing under his eye as he wiped away a fake tear. As proud as he was of Val and wanted nothing more than to gush about her, he also didn't want his words to add more pressure and make her more nervous than she already was. "But now that you mention it you guys should let me be on your merch team. I have ideas." Jamie pursed his lips in contemplation. "Is that my only option? Cause I was kinda hoping to get my ass or tits signed. Or do I have to work my way up to that?"

[genevieve-young]

"Wild, huh?" Valora had paused on the street, admiring a poster pasted on a light pole. It was advertising the release show for her and Samara's album; a project that still didn't feel real even after all the years and hard work that had gone into it. "Same place my mom had her first show..."

[radley-walsh]

"And this is just the start. Before you know it your face is gonna be on every surface of this town." Jamie mused, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind to embrace her on working so hard to finally get to this point. He had seen first hand how much time and how much of their heart both she and his sister had put into their album and couldn't wait for everyone else to realize just how deserving of success they were. "You wanna get a picture? You gotta have something to commemorate every achievement from here on out. You might need it when they make one of those behind the music documentaries about you."

[serena-stein]

Luck was apparently never on their side given their track record but Serena wasn't deterred. Besides, was the perfect date one that was uneventful, or one that was memorable? In hindsight the onset of the storm would probably bump it up a few places on the leaderboard, even if she was annoyed in the moment about being soggy and windswept. "I knew we should have packed our scuba suits," she sighed, as if they even had those. Feeling his hand reach for hers, directing her to change course a little made her heart flutter in a way that was beyond embarrassing, not exactly used to Radley taking the lead. "Alright Romeo, steady the fuck on I already have plans to Thelma and Louise with Sophia," she laughed, easily matching his pace. Not that she planned on being struck by lightning but she hadn't even seen any yet, so she figured if she was already soaked there was no harm in having fun with it and jumping in a puddle in an attempt to splash him as they ran.

[radley-walsh]

Perfection was overrated. In the end Radley knew that the moments he would look back on the most would be ones like today. The moments that probably would have never happened in his life had he not been with Serena. She pushed him to do more than just sit around watching movies or playing games in his room. She pushed him to be more adventurous and to experience more of what life had to offer. All around she just made him a better person. "Guess we can cross swimming date off of our list now." He chuckled, interlocking their fingers so he had a better grip on her hand. Taking the lead wasn't usually Radley's thing, she liked having that role and he was more than happy to let her take the reins, but since he seemed to know the area a little better he took it upon himself to take control just this once. Sometimes he could be cool. "Oh, I see how it is. You like Sophia better than me now?" He narrowed his eyes at her, smirking in amusement as they kept jogging. There was still a little way to go, he just hoped they arrived before it got any worse.

[beckett-guerrero]

"Do you uh..mind if I borrow that paint?" In an attempt to expand his social life, Beckett has decided to attend some community event where people were painting and carving pumpkins that were still left from all of the patches around town. He felt kind of silly and had almost turned around as soon as he got to the community center but then he saw the set up and smelled so much pumpkin pie in the air it was hard for him not to stay. He was a sucker for all things Fall related and with Christmas around the corner he knew the baked goods ans warmth would just start getting better and better. "I've actually never done this before so I'm not sure how this is gonna turn out but this uh, red paint is really speaking to me. Your pumpkin looks awesome." He cringed at his words a bit, not sure if he sounded nerdy but he was trying.

[radley-walsh]

As the self proclaimed Halloween connoisseur he was Radley clung onto every last bit of the holiday that he could before everything was taken over by the Christmas spirit. The fact that All I Want For Christmas Is You began blasting at all the department stores and even walking down the main street admittedly sent Radley in denial mode. So of course there was no way he was gonna miss out on decorating some pumpkins until another full year. "Yeah, sure. Go for it." Radley gestured with his chin towards the paint though it was clear his focus was mostly on the row of pumpkins at his set up in front of him, not to be outwardly rude, he was just in the zone. Once he added a few extra touches he turned back to look at the guy who had spoken to him earlier. "You got a plan? Or at least a vision of what you wanna do?" He asked curiously. "See, i'm trying to make mine into some of the most well famous cryptids and lining them up kinda like Mount Rushmore."

[serena-stein]

"Be real, you're old boy with the worm on a stick," she laughed, albeit focused on not losing any of their belongings to the wind. It was a relief that neither of them were the type to be too upset over things not going to plan, always having more fun when they were kept on their toes. As much as the picnic itself had been nice, she was happy to spend time with Radley rain, hail, or shine. "Alright, get in," she gestured to the blanket, "I'll make you into a baby burrito and carry you to safety." As the rain started to fall she stopped goofing around, ending up just scrunching the blanket in her arms as it started to get heavier. "Do you want to find somewhere to wait it out or just go back to my car?" she sputtered, her hair damp and getting in her mouth as she started to jog, perhaps spurred on by more rumbles of thunder. Lucky she had little shame to begin with and Radley had seen her much less put together when she played football with Braxton or was fresh out of the gym. "Could be fun, you know, game of chicken? First one to get struck by lightning has to buy dinner."

[radley-walsh]

To this day Radley couldn't recall a single one of his and Serena's dates that went completely perfect or according to plan but he didn't mind it. That made things more memorable for him. And the fact that they were both able to just adapt and still have fun together reminded him of why they just worked so well together, as friends and even more now as a couple. How it wouldn't have ever been this comfortable had he ever tried to force himself to make it work with an idealized version of anyone else. "If we try to make it to your car all our stuff will definitely get ruined." Radley stated as he jogged to catch up to her, moving side by side with her. "I think I saw one of those restroom buildings not far ahead, come on." He suggested, taking her hand in his to lead the way for once. "Nah uh. We're sticking together. If us gets struck by lightening we both do." He chuckled, picking up speed a bit as the rain started falling harder. "Getting struck by lightening might be cool though. We might get some sick superpowers."

[serena-stein]

"It's suddenly feeling very baseball scene in Twilight..." Serena narrowed her eyes at the sky, which as usual was looking dangerously overcast. So much for their cute little picnic date. She was about to suggest they consider calling it a day when a clap of thunder made the decision for her. If she startled she wasn't about to admit it, glancing sidelong at Radley as if to dare him to tease her. "I'll take the bag, you get the rug–" she squawked a laugh when the wind made the corner of the rug flap, stomping her foot down on it in a way that made her look like she was playing twister. "Right, your turn. Left hand on blue," she grinned, shoving her hair out of her face as the wind whipped it around. @radley-walsh

[radley-walsh]

"If this is your way of subtly implying that you want me to carry you on my back and call you spider monkey it ain't happening. You know you're the Edward in this relationship and i'm Bella." Radley objected with a chuckle, using his humor as usual to make light of their date going south. He was kinda glad that they were on the same wavelength and that at the boom of the thunder both of them sprung into action, calling it quits without having to admit they were both kinda chickens. Because if she hadn't said anything he was whipped enough that he would have tried to tough it out for her. "Ah, but it looks like you've got it under control." He teased as he scooped up the bag quickly before making it to the other end of the rug, stomping on one of the opposite corners. "Gotcha! Alright. We should probably roll this up and get out of here before you get blown away to Oz." He replied in amusement, starting to do just that, saving what he could of their things as drops of rain started to slowly fall down on them.

[tallulahturnbald]

"I don't know, there's a certain energy there that tells me it isn't entirely distain between those two." Daisy said, turning her attention back towards Samara. "Don't you just hate. it when your Slasher plans go awry?" She teased with a shake of her head. "Of course we are." She said, sitting up straighter as if they were getting down to business. "I'm sure there's rules about it somewhere? But, are we really going to be sticklers for rules right now?" Daisy shook her head. "You know, if you ask me, I'll have to pick... Cory. Something about a pop star slasher just seems right to me. Where's that A24 movie?"

[radley-walsh]

"Too much energy. But it's giving soap opera and I do appreciate some good drama. At least when it doesn't involve me." Samara snorted before turning her attention back to Daisy. "Kinda regret not throwing my hat in the ring. Personally my strategy would have been to go in on the mass hysteria angle. Just kinda felt too on the nose to get involved, you know? I figured I would get voted out right away just based on the whole background." She chuckled until her attention was caught by the announcement of the first body. Speak of the devil himself. "I hope you didn't put any money down on that one just yet. And here I thought you were really onto something. Leave it to men to let you down once again."

[clearlytierney]

Mark me down as not having a gameplan, but I didn't really come to the party expecting to be strategic so mostly I'm here for the vibes, going with the flow." Despite knowing of Jamie for quite sometime via Valora, Ollie had never actually interacted with him. In the beginning it was still sort of weird for him, coming off of sleeping with her and knowing that Jamie had been Valora's choice over Oliver even if Flick had been his choice over Valora (their dynamic was as complicated to explain as it was easily to exist in) Now though, the dynamics they found themselves in were far from fresh and it felt stupid now to actively stay away from someone who was so important to someone important to him. "But for the sake of your question I'd look for specificity in conversation about who is the killer or not...too many specifics I'd assume that person is the killer, trying to hard to cover their tracks, you know?"

[radley-walsh]

"I get it. I'm usually the one chilling on the sidelines in my circle but I figured it would be amusing to join in this one time, at least to me. The kid of a horror director in a death game? Can't make for a more interesting plot." He stated, nodding to Ollie in acknowledgement, though he was honestly surprised that the other had decided to strike up any kind of conversation with him. Of course he knew who the guy was, or better said, he knew of the guy. There was no way he couldn't since the timeline of all the relationships had some weird overlapping. Not that he obsessed or kept tabs on timelines seriously. It was more so that he was aware at one point that he wasn't the only option for Val. He was also aware that they were still friends to this day, but that wasn't something he was threatened by. He had no reason to, he trusted Val and their own relationship enough to be comfortable with Ollie still keeping a role in her life. Plus the guy seemed like a pretty good friend to her, all things considered, so if this conversation meant they could get along too he welcomed it. "Who's to say i'm not actually the slasher and i'm just making small talk to get someone's guard down?" He asked with a smirk as he took a sip of his drink. "Anyone out here catching your suspicions though? If you had to pick anyone?"

[genevieve-young]

"Noooo, don't die, you're too sexy to die!" Valora called out from behind the people Jamie was plotting with, eliciting laughter from them. She wasn't playing the game so she was biding her time mingling elsewhere but who could blame her for wanting her boyfriend's attention while she was on her rounds of the party?

[radley-walsh]

He chuckled at her antics, making his way through the group to wrap his arms around her and place a kiss on top of her head. "Should have married me when you had the chance. Didn't get a chance to be put in the will. You're missing out. You could have gotten your hands on the football trading cards i've been collecting since I was a kid." He shook his head. "Now will the effort of dating me still be worth it?"

[radley-walsh]

"So, anyone got an actual game plan here? Or are we just gonna continue taking out innocent people like assholes?" Jamie asked with a smirk as he sipped his drink. He was fully aware he was on the list of said assholes, especially considering he had decided to go along with the rest of the group and lay low up till now in order to survive longer. But now he felt like ruffling some feathers to get an idea of where everyone else's head was. "At this rate the slashers aren't gonna have to do anything. That's kinda embarrassing."

[tallulahturnbald]

"So those two," Daisy said, nodding over at a pair that were wrapped up in their own conversation. "most certainly plotting on how they'll be offing some of these folks off. Those two are certainly slashers." She said, taking a small sip from the "vampire blood" offered to her. Oh, how she adored a good ol' Rosewood house party.

[radley-walsh]

"They seem more like they're ready to murder each other if you ask me? What do you think? Slasher plan gone wrong maybe?" Samara pursed her lips in thought as she went from looking at the people Daisy was referring to before taking a glance around the rest of the room. "We placing bets somewhere? Cause my intuition has never failed me before and i'm ready to put money on it." She took a sip from her own drink. "Just how unethical is it to bet on a game your own brother's in?"