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Chad || Saw
Saw: tequila it is then, do you have a flavor preference or should I just bring whatever I have lying around?
Saw: I feel that
Saw: now would you prefer my sexiest clothes or will they come off too quickly for it to matter
Chad: Ultra-Premium Ley .925 Pasion Azteca or don't show up
Chad: hmm definitely dress up
Chad || Saw
Saw: what's your poison
Saw: whisky? fine wine? beer? vodka will definitely knock you out
Saw: might even kill you. imagine the excitement of that
Chad: tequila makes my clothes fall off
Chad: you know what they say - here for a good time not a long time
littleowlkai:
Having been trying to help clean up where they could, Kai had busied himself in the matters of creating committees to help the student body. The first for clean up and the second to help rebuild and bring comfort. It had given him a much needed distraction for everything and his father was coming in to help with the building aspect of things. Hearing Luna, he turned around quickly, wrapping his arms around them with a smile. “Oh no, no, god no. Im not hurt. I managed to get a bunch of the younger kids to safety and tried to keep them calm during the riots until their parents showed up to take over. But are you hurt, my moonbeam?”
Kai’s involvement in the school was admirable in Luna’s eyes even if it often took him down paths that they had no intention of following him down - except of course that Luna and Kai were mostly attached at the hips. “Good,” they grinned, placing a quick kiss onto the other’s nose before drawing back but not leaving the embrace. “I’m fine, although my dad is in full fledged sky is falling mode and it’s tempting to agree.”
emeralskellington:
His eyes narrowed at their grin, “What makes you think I’d tell you anything?” Emeral questioned.
“Well you certainly can’t lie, can you darling?” Karma laughed, thinking of Auradon and their silly morals. “But if you won’t tell me, I’m more than capable of finding out on my own.”
Chad || Saw
Saw: oh come on, where's the fun in that?
Saw: you wouldn't care even if I was a potential hook up?
Chad: saves energy
Chad: mmm might if i was drunk enough
@littleowlkai
luna was hopping around - literally for once, in order to avoid the pieces of debris that were still laying around. cluched in one fist was the latest edition of the paper that their parents wrote, panicked headlines splayed across the front page - but they didn’t much care for that, not when they still hadn’t found kai. they would cuss out anyone that hurt kai, but they acknowledged that there wasn’t much else they could do. and then they spotted them from a fair distance and luna took off running, tripping constantly over fallen pieces of rock.
“kai, you better not be hurt!”
noturfuckinmuse:
This person was bizarre, surrounded by closer inspections seemed to be insects of the flying variety with colorful wings and sniper-like precision from a first person shooter. Though they seemed to be controlling the group with ease, and they were chatty that’s what she noticed as well. Finding it difficult to follow the conversation but pleased by the invitation. “I’m um…a little bit of both..as well…” She whispered before watching them fly in the air as she noticed someone charging at them. Closing her eyes to glitch, she was hoping to end up right in front of him to knock him out completely but instead was glitched atop his shoulders. “…Ah glitch!” She cursed before wrapping her arms around his eyes so he would run around like a noob player, or what was that saying? A goose without it’s head? The person began running right towards a pole before she squeezed her eyes and found herself right next to the tea drinker. “Sadly I have no control of beautiful creatures, like yourself, just programming.”
When the other seemingly vanished, only to reappear somewhere else, Charlie found themselves wearing a wide grin as they were reminded of home. The cheshire cat had similiar abilities and they fluttered with excitement as the villain ran into a pole. “Oh, but you do it so well! And besides, if we were all the same that would be awfully boring, wouldn’t it.” With a flick of their hand the butterflies were encasing the villain in a cocoon.
Chad || Saw
Saw: hey fucker
Saw: guess who this is ;)
Chad: don't know, don't care
noturfuckinmuse:
Boo’s heart dropped hearing the name she was called as she held the student loosely by their shoulders before looking around for someone who can help carrying but to no avail. “I know, I’m sorry.” Being a mother herself, to see a child in pain like this was like having her heart ripped out. “You will not die…I will make sure of that.” Using her mama bear strength she lifted them off the ground and into her arms, ignoring the blood staining her own clothes as she moved carefully through the debris to shelter.
When she didn’t correct them, that brought up a lot of questions - had the villains been freed from the isle? Or worse, was their kids’ release all nothing more than a dream caused by traumatic injury? “Thank you,” they managed, trying not to squirm in the others’ firm grasp as they silently prayed that there was still safety to go to. “What’s happening?” They needed to know.
“ they say ignorance is bliss but it’s really just blinding. “ he chuckled, adding onto karma’s statement as he threw a couple more of his homemade bombs into the frantic crowd. he looked around at the chaos that they had a part in and his chest felt light, the scared emotions that were surrounding him making him feel satisfied. as the bombs he threw lit up the crowd, bo turned to his friends. “ like they deserve a taste ! “
Salem laughed manically. His friends were better at the scheming than he was. He just wanted to get laid, do drugs, and destroy things. “They wanna a taste? I have the perfect thing.” Salem swung his bat letting lut an elated howl. “Our parents wished they could do what we can!” He wanted to be better than his father. “Karmaaaa I wanna go out my potion in the water noow.”
Karma liked to take their time - and it seemed that tonight would be never-ending so they planned to enjoy it. “Lets give them a feast,” they grinned, waving their friend forward as they light yet another match flicking it towards the nearest pile of debris. Flames danced in their eyes as they laughed, a high-pitched sound that grated on their own ears. “Do it, be better than our parents Salem.”
lyraofhearts:
Lyra moved her head slightly to push her hair out of the way. “Lyra Hawthorne.” she replied while reaching for their hand.
Atropa firmly grasps the others hand, shaking it for a moment. “Pleasure, want to cause some chaos together?”
fahasmjo:
Henry’s eyebrows furrowed, he didnt really think the villains kids were all evil. Henry looked at his sister. “Olivia, shouldn’t we consider why the villain kids are doing this?” He should hate villains for what they did to him as a baby. However, that was so long ago. Henry clenched his gloved hand. He thought of Emilia who considered herself a villain and of the other royals who treated the isle kids poorly. “Mom and Dad, they would have preached kindness if it were for what happened to me.”
“Why should we care? Ben preaches forgiveness of their parents’ sins but then expects us to understand that they hate us for what our parents did,” she growled, ripping her arm away from him and walking a few steps away before turning back to them. “They preach a lot of things.”
pcinfcll:
god the sounds of screams made him feel just at home, reminding him of the times his father taught him how to torture souls in hell. the good ole days. as he sauntered over to olivia, the princess who didn’t seem to be in distress during this frantic time. “ so out of everything you could of done, this princess decides to loot. “ he raised a brow at the rich girl who didn’t need steal, he guessed she could probably buy every dress in this store with daddy’s money and he wouldn’t even bat an eye lash. “ maybe i came over here to hurt you. “ ezio smirked as he shifted over to his demon form, eyes glazing over completely black and body turning purple.
“if i’m going to be in a glass casket by dawn,” they said smoothing out the skirt of their new dress and running fingers delicately through his hair. “i might as well look fabulous.” not paying much attention to the other they walked over to the jewelry counter thrilled to find it unlocked. picking up some earrings, they debated it for a moment before throwing them back down. “oh the honor, my very own villain!” dramatically they placed a hand to their chest as though feeling their heart race.
chxrmingdaughter:
“I don’t like it.” Adelaide replied shakily, that was about as clear as she could make her thoughts at the moment. She couldn’t do much and just let Atropa carry her, taking in shuddering breaths as she tried to stop or at least slow down her panic attack. She wanted things to be over- it was all too loud and too much and too scary. At least Atropa was there and would protect her probably.
Atropa didn’t know how to help others - they knew how to drink problems away and forget what was wrong but how did you do that when the issue was so prominent? “I know, do you want something to drink?” They had hidden some wine in the hollow stump of a tree, and maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to give that option a try.
chxrmingdaughter:
“I- I can’t leave!” She said, sounding almost shocked her suggested it. “I have to help. And, I can’t do much lugging around a first aid kit. I need both hands available.” Her hands fluttered at her sides, more of a nervous tick than an emphasis to her point. She wanted to be moving and helping and doing something to keep herself from bursting into tears. “What about you? Why don’t you get to safety?”
“You could help with the injured back where it’s safe,” he insisted, faking concern as his brows furrowed. “I will, but not if it means leaving you behind.” Placing a hand on her shoulder, he tries to lead her away from the chaos.
zoemegalos:
She woke suddenly, a low groan escaping from her lips as she felt the pain traveling throughout her body, the concentration seeming to be in the back of her head. After blinking a few times in an attempt to let her eyesight adjust to the poorly lit room, she grit her teeth in order to avoid crying out as she pushed herself into a sitting position.
The room was small, damp, and truthfully more of a prison cell than a room. The floor was bare, the walls dark, the only light came from a crack in the door. Someone had been nice enough to throw in a crumpled blanket, but apart from that the room was empty. Clearly whoever had brought her there had never heard about treating their prisoners with a shred of respect.
But it could’ve been worse, she could’ve been chained to a rock like Prometheus- forced to spend his days waiting for an eagle to come and eat his liver or banished to the underworld like Tantalus. So in that sense, it wasn’t the worst.
But Zoe knew that her situation was far from being good, and that the longer she was there- the worse off she’d be. Her memories of how she’d come to be there were still fuzzy, but knowing she couldn’t afford to wait around for them to come back she made a decision. She needed to get out of the room, perhaps then she’d be able to find her way out, or at the very least she’d find out what the hell was going on.
Biting down on her lip, she slowly rose to her feet- bracing herself against the wall as she struggled to regain her balance. But after a few minutes, she slowly crept towards the door. And twisting the knob, she quickly slipped into the hallway. Normally the fact that her door was left open would’ve set off some sort of alarm bells, but she wasn’t thinking straight as she slowly crept down the hallway.
The sound of another door opening behind her- sent Zoe into a sort of panic, and unsure what else to do she took off running. Fortunately for her, someone had taken off her shoes meaning her footsteps were fairly silent. Unfortunately, she was too focused on not getting caught that she wasn’t paying attention to where she was going.
After running into the other person she stumbled backwards, her eyes wide as she looked for a possible way out of the situation, or at the very least an excuse as for why she was out of her room. Though- she figured her captors wouldn’t care for excuses. Ultimately she decided to just talk her way out of it, but that’s when she noticed the finger they held to their lips.
The realization that she wasn’t the only captive, although slightly reassuring led to a lot of questions. Mainly- what was going on? But she could figure that out later, because her companion was right- they needed to get out of there. “No,” she spoke quietly, her voice hoarse from lack of use. “My door was open- so I ran,” she explained, her eyes narrowing as she found herself studying the other.
She recognized them, but she didn’t know their name or anything about them. And that meant, he was more of an enemy than an ally. But, still they were her only option so she made the decision to trust them.
an auradon kid in this situation was if you asked soren, a bit like a ball of lead that you had to drag around. and while that might not be the kindest comparison, that didn’t mean it was untrue especially given the complete lack of information they had. soren knew what these kids wanted - or at least they had a fairly good guess: they wanted bait - people that they could use as leverage in negotiations. and unfortunately for soren, as a villain kid there wasn’t many people they figured would care about their life.
the upside to that was that the villain kids might recognize that and let them out - or at very least not lock them away. but an auradon kid getting out? that would be hard to maneouver, but she looked hurt and soren wasn’t entirely sure that they could live with themselves if they didn’t try. especially on the off chance that they had only managed to capture one hostage, why not at least try to undermine their plans?
so they paused for a minute, listening to the background noises as they fell silent as they searched for the words. “we don’t have time to look,” they whispered, feeling guilty for admitting that they would have to move so quickly that they might be leaving behind their classmates. but looking was risky - especially when they could still hear voices from down the hall and it was only a matter of time until someone went out to check on those who were trapped.
“are you familiar with the building?” they asked, eyes turning to her curiously. maybe that could be a plus side to having an auradon kid by their side - she might know how to get around while they more understood who they were up against. but then again, maybe not.
“i saw them, the people who i’m assuming are keeping us here - i know them, well enough,” they continued, trying to stay honest without overstating the relationship they had with the other. and honestly, it was a struggle given that they were still feeling a little woozy. digging the palm of their hand into their wound, they swallowed while gritting their jaw in an effort to be able to move forward. leaning slightly into the hallway, they glanced around luckily not seeing anything.
“we should make a move though,” they offered, knowing that she didn’t have a reason to trust them. not when they were an isle kid among the riots that for all they knew were still going on beyond and she was so obviously frightened. and they had a pretty good idea of who forgot to lock the door, but there was a part of them that didn’t want to throw the other isle kids the bus - a part of them that saw that as betraying their roots. and so they waited, allowing the other to choose the path that they would take.
but they didn’t have long, so soren hoped that the other would make the decision quickly.
everkillersaw:
Saw just stood there, at a loss for words. What could else could he do? He couldn’t relate, not even a smidgen. “Good luck to the riot then, I guess. Just stay away from my brother.” It wasn’t a question and he didn’t mean it to be one. It wasn’t an order, he knew they hated those and even he knew they couldn’t guarantee Ash wouldn’t accidentally be swept up in all that was going on. Still, he needed to say it. He didn’t even know what he would become if he lost his brother. The thought scared him.
Karma had so much conviction to their story, so much pain and what did he have? A bunch of half-hearted beliefs built out of systems the royals had put in place. Of course, he wished that this hadn’t happened, that they could have lived without the riots but it was a privileged man’s wish. The only thing to do now was to let this run its course. Even if every explosion felt like a hit to the gut, he could only wait. If this could have been stopped, it would have been already. Maybe it was best for now if he just ran off somewhere. There were farmlands somewhere in the very edges of Auradon. Since there was nothing to ravange there except grass and animals, he could lie low there and just drink himself under for a few weeks. Besides, he couldn’t bear to watch his childhood burn around him and who knew what he would do drunk and angry. Better to be a coward than a fool.
They know more than they tend to let on - they see more than perhaps they should and they know one thing with great certainty: Saw loves his brother. And as a friend, rather than mocking that love as they usually would they simply nod. “I’ll try,” they whisper, words almost lost to the background noise as they stare into the night. They cannot promise safety - just as they know that Saw could never promise them acceptance, there are things that are not theirs to promise. But Karma would not be the one to spill Ash’s blood, not tonight nor any other.
Turning back to their friend, they tried to contain the pain even as tears began to make their ways down their face. It seemed that they had reached a crossroads with one way causing unnecessary pain while the other would put distance between them for an unknown period of time. “I should go,” they declared, turning so that they were a distant bridge. “I have bridges to burn, but this isn’t one of them.” And with that they were off.