#msucam

[msuwill]

☆ ┊ the unforgiven.

— starter for @msucam !

it was probably dramatic and stupid and not at all what his dad had in mind when he told will to look after his brother, but he was directionless without direct orders. it was all he could think to do, because he couldn’t wait around at home all by himself, wasting time, protecting no one, and doing nothing to help his dad nor brother. he knew where cam was, even if he hadn’t seen or talked to him in a really long time. he didn’t know how his little brother would feel about seeing him again, much less like this, but he had to bite the bullet and find out.

will never liked school much. or, at least, not the work part. there were other activities that happened at school that he enjoyed, but he knew that cam never had been exactly like him. upon arriving, he didn’t think he’d find him making out with some stranger inside of a storage closet or playing games with other students ( unless that game happened to be chess ) — no, he’d be somewhere else. he knew the kid better than anyone, or so he liked to believe, which is why he ended up sauntering into the library, hands in his jacket pockets as he approached a lone boy seated at a isolated table, eyes glued to the page in front of him.

“heya, cammy.”

[031320]

( owlet msg to ⇢cowbros ! @msuwill @msucam @msuseojun

( 1:15 am )  kinda sus how will didn’t like my zim post for like 10 minutes

( 1:16 am ) im just saying am i not sexy enough 

[lcsflcurs]

[ ✉️ message to: cowbros ]

( 1:30 ) what happened to us 😞 ( 1:31 ) i don’t hear anyone asking for a tuck into bed anymore ( 1:32 ) anyways,, i came here to pitch you an idea,, ( 1:33 ) i’m so stressed and ready to drop out... so i say we all jump ship and own a farm ( 1:33 ) i know it sounds crazy ( 1:34 ) but doesn’t kangdae have one? and he hasn’t lost his sanity yet ( 1:35 ) plus we can all wear cowboy hats ( 1:35 ) we should start looking at open land plots in oming or... texas🤠 ( 1:37 ) i heard the stars at night are big and bright in texas,, and i just want to get as far away from civilization as possible

[msueve]

if you had to choose one person at mokseong to be locked in a room with for 24 hrs, who would it be?

“oh god, the idea of being locked in a room with anyone for twenty-four hours sounds like an absolute nightmare. if the question was asking me to pick someone i would most like to spend twenty-four hours alone with, i think it’d be easier because i would have the illusion that it’d be my choice, but locked?? that sounds absolutely dreadful. i suppose i would have to choose mimi or my dear xueyu... perhaps cameron, but i feel like i’d eventually be ripping out my hair with that one. though depending on mimi’s mood, the same could go for her... so... xueyu? no matter which it is, i would certainly need to be putting some rules in place.”

[msucass]

are you ever afraid that you'll relapse, falling back into the old ways of your family?

“no.” he feels like the response surely isn’t sufficient, though there’s not much else he could say. “why would i be afraid of something like that? i can’t think of a single reason that this would ever happen. although my upbringing has given me the capabilities to do certain things, and i’ve been conditioned to behave a certain way, i don’t see myself being the person they wanted me to be. i once did everything they asked of me, and i didn’t acknowledge how unjust most of it was, because i wasn’t supposed to. however, once i started seeing how terribly wrong it all was, i never stopped. i will never be blind to it again, and i will never relapse, as you say. i know that i won’t. no one can change me now, because i’m self-aware. the only person that will decide who i am going to be or what i’m going to do is me.” he pauses, drawing in a deep breath. “someone once said that it doesn’t matter what you are... it matters what you do. having been born to a family of monsters, naturally that makes me a monster, too. but, i make my own decisions, and i will never stop deciding to do better... to be better... i have to.”

[msujieun]

when the party’s over.

at a party with @msucam.

jieun is this close to giving up. she’s spent way too long looking for her earring at this point, definitely way longer than the little thing is even worth. it’s a nice earring though, so finding it again would be nice, but at this point, she doubts she’ll ever see it again. 

it’s a small, insignificant thing in the grand scheme of her life, losing an earring, but she’d be lying if she said losing it hadn’t ruined her night. the party was already bad — she has no idea why she had even agreed to go in the first place — but then, just as she had been about to leave, she had noticed one of her ears feeling suspiciously empty. and sure enough, her earring was gone, having sent her on what felt like a wild goose chase across the party locales for that one, tiny little thing. 

but it’s no luck. sighing, she resigns herself to never seeing it again. she’s tired of this party anyway, has been tired of it for quite a while, and would’ve left already if it hadn’t been for that stupid, little earring. 

whatever. she’s out of here. she turns to leave, but just as she’s about to (because of course this happens with the luck she’s having today), she stumbles and falls into someone, nearly knocking them over in the process, but their grip on her is what’s keeping them both from falling over.

“hey. watch it, will you?” her tone is accusing, despite this probably being her own fault. actually, it most definitely is — she’s the one who tripped, after all. but when she conveniently falls into a man she can pin the blame on, she’s not about to apologize. she almost feels bad — the guy is cute, and it’s not like he did anything wrong but she is, as has already been established, annoyed. 

“let me go. i’m trying to leave.” 

[msueve]

☆ ┊ game of survival.

event starter for @msucam​ !

eve liked to view herself as someone who was enterprising and intelligent; she knows what she wants and she weasels her way into getting it. sometimes, this takes manipulation and even a fair share of ass-kissing, but she didn’t mind the cost as long as she knew she would end up on top. as much as she loved her own company and viewed others as annoyances, she wasn’t daft or naive enough to believe that she could work her way up all on her own. every powerful organization in the world was just that— an organization. she was aware that she’d need allies, and her favorite just happened to be extremely capable... maybe that’s why she tended to stick to him, despite how infuriating he can be at times.

“cameron, if you don’t stop moving so fast, i’m going to be hit! i can’t help that your legs are the size of the twin towers, you need to be more aware. you promised to help me through this, so god help me, i’m getting through it!” as she yelled at him, she quickened her pace to make her way to him, grabbing onto his bicep with one hand and lazily clutching the gun in the other. “protect me, giant.”

[msuastrid]

.by firelight

starter for @msucam !

much of the rest of the carnival hadn’t been to astrid’s taste. she’d spent most of the time being pushed into competitions that she, of course, had to put her all into–she couldn’t lose after all. the rest of the time she’d been drinking spiked fruit punch and trying all the snacks available while lightly judging the outfits of the people around her. the things people wore to carnivals never failed to amaze her. 

but this, a bonfire, seemed perfect for astrid. especially since she’d managed to grab ahold of cam and tug him along to sit with her. they’re pretty far back in the circle of seating, just outside the pool of light the crackling fire is bathing the other students in. it’s a chilly evening, and she’d thrown on a soft, oversized hoodie to fight off the bite of the evening air. she’d, stupidly, not changed out of her skirt though, so her legs were suffering (at least she still got to show them off though–she often claimed her legs were her best feature). 

“it’s kind of romantic, don’t you think?” she lightly jokes, breathing out a gentle laugh as she nudges her shoulder against cam’s. despite the activities they often got up to astrid is reluctant to ever seriously call anything romantic around cam. not because she doesn’t want to do something romantic with him, but because she doesn’t want him to think she’s caught feelings and stop the fun the have together. it would only make things weird, and she values their friendship too much to let that happen. “i’m glad you agreed to sit with me. i’ve missed you this weekend. what have you gotten up to?”