#crpediem

[lnsania]

the hesitation from earlier loomed over him ,  hidden in his shadow .  chris’ words like a sharp reminder in the back of his skull .  there was something to fear ,  at least in the olders eyes .  yet vigilance was hard to come by when he currently nursed a half drunk bottle of beer in his hand . 

the others were clearly riding the high of each others company ,  and it was irritatingly infectious .  the sharp tense that held his shoulders firm began slipping as the truth or dare game began .  and when it came to his turn -- being singled out as the second victim didn’t leave him many options to avoid playing .  any inhibitions now long forgotten . 

a blind hope in choosing dare ,  praying it would result in the quickest obstacle to overcome .  already ready to return to being a wallflower .  when it was stated he was to kiss kaitlyn ,  a particular relief washed over him .  as ,  in his mind ,  this was definitely a lesser evil then what people could usually come up with .  especially emma .

❝ always happy to please . ❞  a nonchalant ,  lazy bravado seeking to cut any awkwardness short .  making it a point to lean back and offering ,  in what he hoped ,  was a comforting smile to kaitlyn .  ❝ i guess that means it’s my turn ,  right ? ❞  eager eyes brutally drilled into him from around the campfire .  all waiting to hear their name but his gaze lingered only one individual . 

❝ yo dylan ,  truth or dare ? ❞   ( @crpediem​ )

[bxnafide]

@crpediem​ said: " I’m not gonna fuck a bear. " ( ofc i'm gonna send that skjfhsdf )

“Dude- what- no c’mon- I said FUCK the bears, like, cause they’re freaking us out. Not fuck the bears, dude. Really? That’s what you took away from all that?”

[abcvethelaw]

@crpediem said: what  was  i  supposed  to  do ? ( from dylan 👀 )

" You should have stayed inside the god damn lodge ! " The sheriff snaps. He's had it with these good for nothing graduates who seem so adamant on putting themselves in danger every step of the way. He's only trying to protect them, what's so hard to grasp about that?

This one - he doesn't even know his name and quite frankly, he could not care less - could have been safe in the shelter under the lodge. He knows this for a fact. Now instead he has to be out here taking time from hunting Silas to protect his sorry ass.

Despite all his complaining though, even the thought of abandoning the kid doesn't cross his mind. They are his responsibility. That's how he sees it. Doesn't mean he can't be annoyed at his idiocy though.

" I don't care who's still out there or why you think you have any chance at rescuing them . The only thing you're doing is making everything worse for everyone by putting yourself in danger too . Do you understand ?! "

[firstbitten]

@crpediem​ sent: [ NOT ALONE ]  during a moment of intense distress for the sender, they wordlessly reach out and take the receiver's hand, both as a gesture of gratitude for being with them, and a gesture of self-comfort.

          Nowhere, it seemed, was truly safe from the creatures that roamed the camp. Nick had thought that he and Dylan would be safe in the lodge, but a close encounter with the animalistic monster had proven him wrong. It had taken Dylan off guard, pinning him to the floor with its heavy weight and sharp claws digging into the flesh of his chest. If it hadn’t been for Nick having a gun with him and firing at it, it was likely that Dylan would’ve ended up dead or bitten.           Nick had wasted no time in pulling him to his feet and running with him into one of the rooms in the lodge, the door slamming shut behind them in a hurry and a desk being pushed in front of it. It wouldn’t do much to keep it out, since he’d already witnessed the immense strength it possessed, but it was better than nothing. Afterwards, Nick backed up and kept his gun aimed towards the door, prepared to shoot at the creature if it decided to pursue them further. As the seconds ticked by, tension building and his finger on the trigger, it remained eerily silent. There was no growling, no footsteps, nothing to indicate that they were in danger. Something else must’ve grabbed it’s attention.           Gun cautiously lowering, Nick quietly breathed a sigh of relief and let his hand fall back to his side. They were safe for now, but there was always a chance of it coming back for them. A hand finding his own momentarily distracted him, the gaze of dark eyes dropping to look between them. He hadn’t been expecting it and it took him a moment, but it was a gesture that he accepted. Dylan was seeking comfort, and it was...Well, it was nice. Soon, his fingers curled around the other males hand to give him a comforting and reassuring squeeze. ❝ That was close, ❞ he finally spoke. ❝ Are you okay? ❞ Apart from the scratches on his chest, it didn’t look like he’d been bitten, so that was at least good news.

[lnsania]

he stood ,  transfixed but mostly bewildered at the situation he stumbled upon .  dylan standing precariously and dangerously on the edge of a stool in what seems to be an attempt to reach the top shelf . 

❝ uh ,  i don’t think this is what mr. hackett meant when he said go to the infirmary ... ❞   he pointed out as he made his way into the room .  a brief thought filtered through on why kaitlyn wasn’t around  -- 

❝ hey ,  i’ll get it .  why don’t you sit down or something -- and keep pressure on it . ❞  he calmly added with a quick gesture toward the cut on dylan’s hand .  thoughts distracted as focus shifted toward the cabinets and gently brushing past the other to get there .  ( @crpediem​ )

[firstbitten]

@crpediem​ sent: no, listen. there’s something there. ( from dylan! :> also hiyaa )

          At first, Nick had been insistent that there was nothing there and that Dylan was just imagining things. Maybe after hanging around Ryan enough and hearing about his podcast, he was just getting all stuck in his head about the ghost story and imagining things. That seemed like a likely option. However, after quieting down to properly listen, he discovered that Dylan wasn’t just imagining things. There was something lurking nearby in the bushes.

          ❝ Okay, so maybe you were right. I can hear it now, ❞ Nick admitted, the volume of his voice lowering a little and his gaze locking onto the rustling bushes. From where he stood, he could now make out the sound of snarling and growling, prompting him to raise his arm and hold it in front of Dylan to prevent him from walking any further. That kind of noise coming from any animal was a clear warning not to get any closer, likely because it was feeling threatened or was territorial. ❝ Whatever it is, it doesn’t sound very friendly. We should leave it alone. ❞

[serpcntes-a]

@crpediem​: ❛  just saying , it’s not hard to end a life.  ❜  /  corinthian @ dream

❝ No, it is not. ❞ He doesn’t disagree ⏤ it is very easy to take a life, especially a mortal life, however that is not the purpose of a nightmare. Nightmares are not created to take a life, or lives, but to serve humanity and be a dark mirror to reflect everything humanity will not confront. ❝ Nor is it hard to uncreate you. ❞ To end his life too, for but a brief moment until he deemed it right to recreate him. ❝ If you continue down this path, I will have no choice but to do it. ❞

[screenviolense]

          ‘ here, give me your-- your wrist. i should make sure it gets wrapped up right so it doesn’t get regular infected. ‘ even after the hell of a summer laura had, she couldn’t imagine how someone could find it in them to take off their hand when the situation required it. it was a surprising amount of bravery from someone she barely met. from her things she pulled out a paisley bandanna to tie around the stump. it wasn’t exactly sterilized, but it was clean at least.

@crpediem​ / starter call.