Gone Fishing! - [Cameo, Jack, Anatra and Marree]

[Anatra]

Max Orca & Tyren Orca

If our love's insanity,
Why are you my clarity?

"Dare. Hit me." His confidence peaks. There's plenty Max would be willing to do at this point. He's had around three cans now, just finishing that final third. He won't be having much more until the game gets on. He wouldn't want to get too carried away whilst others aren't necessarily in the same mood as he is. The dancing with Kyanite was a simplistic way of finding out whether Matthew still wonders about the pair of them. The answer is apparent in the face that Max sees on his way back to his seat. Though when the bottle hits Max, he half expects Matthew to open his mouth and start daring him to do uncomfortable things. It's what Max would expect of him. He doesn't, though. "Don't go easy on him. I think Max is brave enough for a good dare. Right , Max?" He says, instead. Max doesn't quite know how to feel about this direct way of trying to out Max in front of people. There's no need in doing this, Max thinks about Matthew. There is no need, really. It'll be the alcohol flowing through their veins. He still doesn't worry about what the dare could possibly be. He has a tendency to prefer dares that are outrageous. Even for himself. His inhibitions are limited to what Kyanite suggests next for him.

"I dare you.. to... umm... go jump in the lake." Max, internally, doesn't approve. He doesn't like how open Kyanite is being about her embarrassment. Why would you make things harder for yourself? He asks, mentally. She shouldn't, not in front of Matthew. It'll make things more difficult between him and Matthew, and maybe even her and Matthew. Max doesn't understand her motives, but the alcohol probably influenced that as well. He doesn't show his discontent on his face, he simply stands up and takes his t-shirt from his skin, which reveals what any person would expect of the typical Orca. The clearly worked-on body, maybe not as much as Tyren, the light amount of hair that stops around his chest. Light brown, though, in contrast to the other Orcas. It's still unknown why he has a light hair colour, and different coloured eyes. Purely chance, just like everything else in his life it seems. Just like this moment right now. He walks straight in the direction of the lake.

Tyren looks on, from his seated state, and has a few things to say about all this but he doesn't say them. He passes a look to Kyanite, a face of slight disapproval but also a face of sympathy. He wishes that she had picked a little smarter with her choice, but then he wipes it from his face, hoping she didn't see it. He doesn't let himself be negative in a time like this. His expression switches to that of humor, looking over again to see that Max has ditched his trousers and even his socks, throwing them behind him. He's a little far away, but everyone can see him regardless. He rubs his hands together as his feet enter the water, which from here, Tyren can see that it is cold as hell. Once Max gets used to it, though, he'll be able to stay as long as possible. "I say we take a shot for every minute he's able to stay in there." Vy suggests. Tyren gives a chuckle as he grabs a hold of the bottle in the middle of the table, the glasses all lined up. He pours a little bit for everyone. "Yes! Let's do it." He says with enthusiasm. It's clear he's had quite a bit to drink by this point. He looks back over to Max, who's submerged himself already, probably freezing but it seems as though he's taking it all in his stride. "Matthew, your boner is showing." Tyren giggles to himself. His hilarity seems to know no bounds.

Tyren has many different mannerisms when he's consumed some alcohol. Some of which Matthew has seen, most of them, he hasn't. He's more open, more confident, and definitely doesn't know the limit of what he's saying or doing. He's much more wild, courageous and way too brave for his own good. This goes for everybody, but Tyren doesn't know it. He's naive to the drunkenness that he can possess. His emotions may even come clean. He may sweep the floor with everyone in bundles of laughter because apparently his humor is impeccable. He coughs purposefully after he finishes his laugh. "Sir." He adds onto the end of his joke., laughing a little more. Max wasn't submerged for long. He treads water a little bit into the lake. Enough to which his feet no longer need to touch the floor, or aren't tempted to do so. "Pants!" Tyren yells over. Max grins with a 'Oh, thanks Tyren...' look as he shakes his head. "That's not in the dare!" He replies from afar. Tyren instantly remembers that they should be taking a shot per minute. Oops. "Oh, shit. Well that's five minutes." He laughs, taking his glass and downing it.

Downing vodka is never a good idea.

He pauses for a moment, a cringe implanted on his face. "Uhh..." He lets out, turning slowly. He gets up, wobbly, but he does it. A step over the log and into the forest by a few meters and hopefully the only thing the others notice is the sound, and not the sight. He returns, wiping his mouth clean of any vomit that didn't even touch his lips. He's never been sick after drinking. Tonight was a first for that, just as it will be a first for many things to come.

"You alright Tyren?" Max says from within the lake. He raises his hand at Max, with a distinct nod of his head yet his face looks weary. "Oops." He says to himself, burying his head in his arms as he sits down on the log again.

If our love is tragedy,
Why are you my remedy?

[Jack Lexington]

Kyanite sits down next to me and pushes her shoulder against mine as if to calm me down or maybe that's just what I take it for. Can the others tell that I didn't like the dance idea? I hope not.

Then it's time for Max's dare. At first Ky claims she doesn't know anything but then she comes up with one of the worst ideas I can even imagine. She wants to see Max out of all people in his underwear. Wonderful.
For a moment I hold my breath wondering whether I should ask her what on earth she's doing but then I bite back that comment and play it cool.

My eyes lock with Tyren for a second and I'm sure he knows exactly what I'm thinking....why get Max half naked, Ky? Could you be any more obvious?

I have a hard time with this but I'm determined not to let it show.
Once it's time for Max to strip down to his boxers and reveal what I've unintentionally stumbled upon when we almost arrested him I can't do anything but drink. So I scoot away from Kyanite to reach for the bottle that Vy is holding.
"Hey, share with your roomie."
I tip back a good amount before I cringe because the strong liquor is burning down my throat and makes me cough briefly.
"Oh shit...and you like this stuff?"

By now Max is standing there in all his well toned might and gets ready to take a dive in the lake, which is the only dare in my eyes: The pitch black lake in the dark. I wouldn't want to do that. Plus it's freezing. I almost wish she would have made him strip naked so we all could see just how cold the lake was.

Tyren takes the one shot per minute pretty serious and ends up dashing away from the 'fun' game to relieve himself of his dinner and drinks. It's obvious.
"Have you already had that much?" I'm wondering because I'm a little tipsy but that's about it. Maybe he's sick or something.
I give him a worried look. "Are you okay?"

Then my eyes find Kyanite for a moment but I'm not smiling at her. On the contrary. I think she can tell that I'm not happy with all the Max action here.

Instead of creating a fuzz I lean back on my elbows and grab my beer again.
"Gala, are you done with yours?" The girls cheeks look pretty flushed and she's got a strange grin on her face while Vy on the other side seems as relaxed as I've never seen her before.

'Take it easy' I tell myself and once Max rises from the waves I ask him. "How cold exactly is the water? Frightened little turtle kind of cold?"

[*]

The dare that I give is nothing but in good humor. It isn't for the fact that I want to see him in his underware, but it's the simple fact that I want to be able to give a good enough dare that the others won't be asking why it's so lame or childish. I wanted a dare that could actually make Max regret jumping up and dancing with me in front of Matthew. Though, it isn't liked by my boyfriend, not in the least. I can feel him tense up beside me and when Max actually goes to strip down, Matthew moves out of my grip.

It's just part of the game. What If I had asked you to do it? It would be no different. That or Vy? That's the only thing that came to my mind, in spurr of the moment. I try to reason with myself as I watch him out of the corner of my eye. I don't even see Max strip down. Why? Because I can see that I've hurt Matthew by something that was suppose to be fun and interesting. Now, I want to walk away from the game in whole, but I dont' want to be a sore gamer, so I bite my tongue and let my eyes draw to the ground.

Somehow, I watch Matthew draw in a heavy gulp of the liquor of Vy's. What I wouldn't give to have another beer or something stronger to get rid of these feelings that are riding up in me. Having Matthew pull away from me like that is awful. I know, when the game is done with, I'll have to talk to him. For now, though, he seems like he'd rather not even speak with me. Good job, Kyanite. Ruin everything with a dare.

Max stays in the water for quite some time before getting out. The whole thing about taking shots for as long as he's in there is given and Tyren does the ultimate horror by downing a good amount only to have it racing back up. Someone can't hold their liquior. The thought flows through my head and then I feel a bit of remorse because that liquoir could have been served better within someone elses hands; my own, for example. Though, the bottle he was drinking from is far from empty and since Matthew has found a better source of entertainment by stealing Vy's liquior, I get up and retrieve the bottle left by Tyren.

"Sorry, friend. But, I don't think you'll be drinking the rest of this." I say to no one in particular and take the bottle, tipping it to my mouth. As harsh as the liquior is and how it burns my throat, I only get two good gulps in before I shiver a violent shake to the taste. It takes me a second, but once I get my bearings all back and set, I realize that Max's clothes are still laying there. If Matthew's already upset with me, then he might appriciate a small joke to kind of make up for the dare I had given. With bottle in hand, I walk over to the clothes and pick them up and start toward the edge of camp and hide them behind the boy's tent. I return but a few seconds later, with the heaviest grin on my face.

"Dare part 2. Find your clothes." I take another swig of the vodka and once again grimace. Sitting down, I make sure not to invade Matthew's space, as he's already shown me that he'd rather not. It's a cold night starting. Tyren ends up spinning the bottle but I shake my head when the stupid glass bottle points at me once again.

"Dare someone else. I'm done until everyone has had their shot at some fun." The rim of the bottle touches my lips again. "Thanks Tyren for not holding your liquior."

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

By the time Vy's rejoining everyone that action's finally starting. There was a bit of worry she came on a trip with a bunch of wimps that don't know what a good dare is. Then again maybe it wasn't the best choice as it seems to of made the tension rise ever more. Drinks are suppose to make everyone get along, not the opposite. So clearly some more alcohol in these systems is very much needed. Might as well add onto the game with a challenge to take a shot and get minds relaxing in the process. No one objects as Tyren even sounds thrilled over this suggestion. Least some are happy drunks. Shots are poured by him to wait for the first minute.

Out of all people Matthew moves over to Vy after leaving the embrace of his girlfriend. These dares must really be getting to him as he request for some of the hard liquor, even adding in the title roomie to be friendly. "If you insist." Sharing's not really one of Vy's qualities but she's apparently trying out a new side of hers. Maybe the possibility of having friends isn't as crazy as it sounds. A cough escapes at his distaste of the cheap stuff, and she's unable to hold back a short chuckle from his reaction. "It gets the job done." She comments to his question over actually liking the brutal concoction. They picked her up for this trip, the outskirts of town where the less wealthy of district two live, obviously she wouldn't come stocked with the good stuff. Anything to get the fun times rolling though.

Suddenly minutes go by and Vy sticks to her bet of a shot per minute. After the fourth she throws her hands up to gesture she gives. Of course the drinks won't be stopping there, but she's not stupid enough to consume too quickly and regret it. Who would of know Max would actually stay within that freezing water, probably just trying to get everyone wasted. Tyren on the other hand is a trooper as he downs them all. Proving Vy's point as he has to dash off into the forest to dispose of his silly mistake. There's not even a desire to peak at him as she keeps her eyes focused on the one finally exiting the water. That foul smell is enough.

While everyone's concerned over Tyren, Vy's eyes stay trained on Kyanite as she steals his unfinished bottle. Sneaky girl. By the looks of it the bad energy is also getting to her, her face illustrating more of a need for that liquor then just wanting a good time. What's she gonna do next? Hide away that worried look again and pretend that everything's fine. A sly grin crosses Vy's face as she watches her take ahold of Max's clothes and run off to hide them. Guess she's more daring then she gives off. Within seconds she's back and that frown's no where to be seen.

Instead of waiting for Max to figure out what happened, Ky's blurting out the second part to his dare; find his clothes. Not laughing is impossible as Vy gives her an approving glare. "Nice one Ky." Certainly Vy wasn't expecting her to do such a thing. The bottle spins again, and it appears the game's going to be sticking between two people. There's a slight sigh as she was hoping to have a little fun as well. Night's still young at least. Maybe someone else's turn will be arriving sooner then she thought as Kyanite refuses to go until the other's have joined in. After everything that happened she's probably trying to avoid another chance of upsetting her boyfriend.

"I dare Matthew to touch everyone's ass blindfolded and try to figure out who's who." Might as well include Matt in on the game to try to settle things. "Cept for you little one, you don't have an ass." Leaving the youngster, that looks around the age of twelve, out of this sort of stuff is probably best. By the looks of it Gala's fully content with staying out of this round, preferring the innocent stuff everyone's trying to get out of.

[Anatra]

Tyren Orca

You tell all the boys, no
Makes you feel good? Yeah

"Have you already had that much?" Matthew asks as Tyren comes back to sit himself down. This is probably the only time the smile isn't existent on his face. "I'm doing dandy, sir." His look is concerned, though. Matthew probably doesn't believe it. "Are you okay?" Matthew asks. "Calm down sir, I'm okay sir." He chuckles a little after what he says. He looks around, clearly scanning for something that his tipsy eyes can't see. "We have a thief in our midsts!" He calls out, looking right at Kyanite. His face lights up though, he loves to joke and apparently the drinks make him enjoy them much more.

He watches as Kyanite goes to hide Max's clothes. She's really pushing her boundaries here. Tyren doesn't notice the importance any more, of perhaps retaining her limits. That's probably best. He doesn't need to explain to her, nobody does. She's having her fun. It's not like she's kissing another man, or even flirting remotely.

Well... Maybe a little.

Max brings himself out of the lake, holding dearly onto his black underwear so they don't slip from him. Not that they would. "Dare part 2. Find your clothes." Max stops in his tracks. He practically seen Kyanite go off to hide them, but he'd never know where because he didn't know which way she went. He has a better idea than having to find them. He has no issues with sitting in his underwear if it wasn't getting cold. He heads straight to his tent - of which he shares so it isn't just his, really. He grabs something from his bag and when he exits he's got a jacket wrapped around his top half. "Dare complete. Next!" He says, taking his seat. He doesn't sit next to Tyren again though. Instead he just sits next to Vy since her side is closer to the fire. No others reasons, really.

The bottle spins again, landing on Kyanite again. Max chuckles under his breath but decides not to bother himself with pissing Matthew off any more than he needs to. She passes. "Thanks Tyren for not holding your liquor." She tells Tyren. "Hey, gimme that back." He laughs aloud, holding out a hand. Max grabs a can from the case that he must have got from the tent, or somewhere. He throws it in Tyren's direction.

Obviously, Tyren is clueless. It hits him straight between the legs which sends him forward clinging for dear life. "OW." He curls up, chuckling with tears in his eyes. Max nor he can decide whether they are tears of pain or tears of laughter. He reaches out for the can, and continues laughing as he cracks it open whilst still on the floor. "I dare Matthew to touch everyone's ass blindfolded and try to figure out who's who." Vy dares, as the bottle must have landed on Matthew or something.

"Ha!" Tyren exclaims, getting to his feet though the ache is definitely a real thing right now. Tyren fetches the blindfold and passes it to Matthew.

Once he has it on, Max and Tyren get into the line and try to fit in between the line as not to make it obvious.

I know you're out of my league,
But that won't scare me away, no

[Jack Lexington]

It’s really hard to comprehend what’s going on here. If I didn’t have a beer and a few shots in my system I might not be able to endure this. In my eyes truth or dare was supposed to be fun but it turns out to be a test for me. It feels like Kyanite is either flirting heavily with Max, whose clothes she decides to hide so she can see him a little longer half naked, or she’s teasing me. Is there any other reason she could be doing this?
But if this is a test, I’m determined to pass. Maybe she’s oblivious to how I’m feeling about all this.
At least it looks like she’s caught on judging by the way she looks at me and resorts to stealing Tyrens bottle.

The beer in my hand seems to be my best friend for now so I take a very long drag downing almost half of it.

"Nice one Ky." Vy cheers her on obviously of the opinion that this is fun to watch. Who can blame her. Max is a good looking guy.
At least Max has the decency not to run around in his underwear for very long but go into his tent to grab some clothes and complete the task.

“Well done.” I nod at him and exchange and glance over at my best friend in search for some support but unfortunately the darn bottle lands on my girl friend again. I can only hope that she’ll chose the truth this time because the dares didn’t work out so well.
"Dare someone else. I'm done until everyone has had their shot at some fun." Thank goodness she declines. "Thanks Tyren for not holding your liquior."

“Drink some more, baby. Might give you better ideas.” I whisper so only Kyanite can hear me.

Apparently there’s always somebody who can outdo you and has even worse ideas because Vy, my dear room mate suddenly blurts out.
"I dare Matthew to touch everyone's ass blindfolded and try to figure out who's who. Cept for you little one, you don't have an ass."

Did she really just say that? I give her a confused glare and then shake my head.
“I guess there’s always somebody with worse ideas.”
Shaking my head I cross my arms in fron of my chest and declare. “I’m not touching the guys asses!”
Little did I know because Max and Tyren and the others are already getting up and Tyrens tossing me a bandana as a blind fold.
“Seriously?”
Thank goodness it’s dark right now because my slightly angry face has turned red. I might have a big mouth and I might have the reputation of sleeping around but deep down I’m actually quite shy.
There’s no way out without looking like a coward though so I fold the banada.

“Can’t you dare me to jump off a rockface or something?” I mutter to myself as I get up and tie the thing around my head and adjust it to cover my eyes.
That's when I notice just how much I've already had to drink...maybe I missed a bottle.

“This is ridiculous.” I still complain before telling them to line up.
“Okay, hurry, you’re going to get feeled up in a second.”

A little awkward my hand reaches for the first person, which happens to be a back so I slide down and squeeze a little but have no idea. I can only go by height and the fabric of the pants but therefore I really have to feel around a little. The person isn’t very tall and the fabric feels smooth and loose, like cotton under my touch so my best guess would be. “Kyanite.”

Then I take a step to the right and feel around for the next behind. I’m incredibly embarrassed by now and just want to get it over with. Sure enough my hands fall on a slightly wet butt, which can only mean one thing. “Yikes. Wet butt…Max. Unless Tyren peed himself.”

Quickly I move on to the next person, take a big step over and extend both hands to feel both of them. By now I’m feeling more confident about this game plus the alcohol is making me a little more relaxed. SO I start grinning.
On my right hand I can feel Vy’s tight, smooth pants and on the left the loose fit of Tyrens jeans, which I kind of would like as well.
“If you turn around I can tell you for sure.”
Before anybody can follow my orders I reach around who I think is Vy and feel towards her stomach. I don’t dare to actually touch her breasts because I’m sure if it really is Vy she’s pay me back with a punch in the face. My left sneaks around Tyrens front to rest on his stomach just to screw a bit with him.

Then I lean forward between their shoulders and asks. “So who’s the best butt guesser in town?”
Oh man, the booze is really messing with my brain! I almost fall forward and have to lean heavily onto their backs.

[*]

Hiding the clothes was just the icing on the cake for me. It was something I was hoping that Matthew would have appriciated, making Max get caught with his pants down... eer, gone. Though, when I finally return the only praise I get is from Vy, whose adding in that It was a great idea. I flash her a smile, but Matthew only leans over to me and tells me to drink more in order to get better ideas. I can't say that his comment was really settling and I give him a nod, with a hint of a smile. The bottle is once again brought to my lips as the clear, mind numbing liquid is slowly being poured over my tongue and it slides easily down into my throat. My mind is whats effected after that. I close my eyes for only a few seconds before everything seems to catch back up and the bottle that Tyren has spun lands on me. I decline quickly, not wanting to have the weight of another dare gone wrong to put up this invisible barrier between me and him.

I do, in a brief moment, recollect Max's smart move to just go into his tent to collect another set of clothing. Perhaps, his clothes will not be found until the morning when we pack up and leave. I make a mental note to keep where the clothes are hidden until the very end, because that was part of his dare. It wasn't, go get another set of clothes on, it was to find his clothes. A light form of a laugh escapes me. The weight bearing down on me is lightened with each sip of liquid from Tyren's bottle.

Time lapsing to Vy, I actually only catch the very end of her dare. It don't take long until I realize what it was that we were suppose to be doing, so I already off to go first, besides, he's touched my butt more than once. If he don't get it first off, then I'll be severely disappointed. His hands seem to roam my body, feeling of every curve and his hands travel the distance of my back and down to my own bum until he calls out my name.

"Correct. You're lucky." I state and watch as he goes to Max next. It would be kinda hard to get either of us wrong as we are the ones that are very distinquishable. His behind is still wet from the dip in the lake and the water seems to have seeped through to his dry clothes, causing them to become damp with lake water. I hold a hand over my mouth to conceal the laughter as he goes to the next two. The beers must really be getting to him cause he begins to feel around more openly to the their front halves and even calls out that if they turn around that he'll be able to tell them apart better. The only thing wrong, and why I suddenly burst out in laughter is because he's got them two mixed up terribly.

Instead of saying that Vy is wearing the loose and baggy pants, it's Tyren that he claims is wearing them. He's all confused because from my point of view, Tyren's pants are the ones that are tight. I honestly couldn't see Vy wearing something tight light that. Not the fighter that she is. Only after he claims he's the best butt guesser, he falls onto them, his head clearly gone from the amount of alcohol running through his veins. I can only stifle a giggle now because of the way he was wanting to fill them up in order to figure out who was who. I wasn't offended by the game. Why was he when it was Max? Taking a look over to Gala, I can only shake my head and give her a wink.

"Guess again, Matthew!" I shout over to my man.


"Had enough to drink yet, young'in?" I look from the group over to Gala for a moment then pass over the bottle that I've been hogging for some time. "Try the good stuff here. If you really want to experience something tonight."

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Instead of going on a scavenger hunt Max resorts to the boy's tent where he receives something to cover himself. Would of figured he'd get an entire outfit, but apparently not. With only a jacket he takes a seat next to Vy. It doesn't phase her in the least as she's always been the type to only have friends that are guys. Reacting as females do to an attractive dude is once again far from her personality. Plus the drama going on is far from a turn on. Even if Max isn't necessarily causing it. "Pants out of style?" Eyebrows raise questionably as she gives a slight laugh. Must be egotistical to if he's able to walk around with only his top covered. Usually it's the other way around as dude's walk around with pants and no top. Guess he thinks he's too cool for that.

To even out the playing field Vy takes the first chance at someone stepping down from a turn. Why Kyanite didn't just pick truth to avoid another dare is unknown. Then again thinking's not needed as this game is supposed to be create fun. Not doing it's job so far. So make things fair she drags Matthew into the mix, giving him a dare as interesting as the rest...well maybe raising the bar a bit. Screw the bottle, it's picking favorites anyways. Without a turn she blurts out an idea, and of course Matt opposes it. By what he says it's an even worse idea then the rest. Her guess is that he'll be enjoying it lots more then watching his girlfriend dance with another dude.

"Might as well be me." Vy gives a proud smile as she shrugs her shoulders. She'll gladly take her's being the worst idea, especially since it's finally involving everyone. "Don't be a poor sport." What's a game without adding in a little taunting. Just as last time Tyren's up for anything, even after puking out the alcohol. He fetches a blindfold and Matthew no longer has much of a choice. After a bit of resistances he does put it on while making a sly comment of feeling everyone up. The others get in line, probably fueled by the liquor and eager to have a little excitement.

Well Vy forgot about that part. Being more then just the darer and having to also stand in line as well. "Shit." She mutters with her cocky smile fading away. If the one to create this stupid dare denies participating why shouldn't the others? Dragging a bit she takes her place with her hands folded across her chest, at the end with no desire to have someone she jokes with touching her ass. Hell no one gets to. Sort of pathetic to complain about something she made up though. Damn alcohol takes the ability to think. Next time filter.

First off is Kyanite, and by no surprise Matthew's able to guess that one. Possibly the type of clothing everyone else lacks. Likely because they're in a relationship. Next one's not to difficult either as only wet cloth gives away the butt's owner, Max. Quickly Matt pulls away as if his hands weren't already marked with the lake water. It's hard not to respond and hopefully the soft laughter doesn't give away the next two. Obviously feeling more confident now Matt lets each of his hands land on a different person's ass; his left landing on Vy's, right on Tyren's.

Before anyone else has a chance Kyanite's informing to guess again. Matthew's hands hesitantly touched Tyren's stomach while staying upon Vy's. They've been mixed up. Guess the logical thinking would be for the female to have the tighter pants, then again nothing about Vy is logical. Apparently that stands for Tyren as well. Now laughter's impossible. "My abs are a lot nicer then Tyren's, I know." Vy jokes as she swats away Matthew's hands.

Even not being included Gala finds great entertainment in this game. Just watching the older ones act like this is better then being with her sisters. She's been one of few words lately, but she's learned to not mind it. Observing can be jus as enjoyable. The entire time she's giggling away at their stupidity. Her drinks being sipped like delicate wine as her tolerance is that of a child's still. "Just getting started." Gala gives a bright smile to Kyanite when asked if she's had enough yet. Finishing up her second beer she's already feeling a high buzz, but more could ease those thoughts being shoved away.

Another bottle's offered by Kyanite. It's a lot larger then the beer, and the older one's seem to be drinking it more cautiously. With how intriguing the idea of really experiencing something tonight sounds she gladly takes it. The beer was easy to swallow compared to this stuff. After one large gulp, and nearly coughing it up, she hands it back. Still at least more then a shot was downed. "I like beer more." She smiles while wiping her mouth and traveling off to retrieve another can. Immediately after she returns to Ky's side though, curious to see who the bottle will land on next.

[Anatra]

Tyren Orca

You tell all the boys, no
Makes you feel good? Yeah

With his clothes hidden, Max was forced to just grab his jacket from the tent and sit himself down. He's a little too tipsy, maybe even drunk, to go searching right now. “Well done.” Matthew tells him. Max raises his head a little suspicious of the sudden kindness. He's got the idea that Matthew really doesn't like him tonight. It's a shame, for both of them really, that they have slipped from their recent rebuilding of a bridge. Perhaps it wasn't there in the first place, and Matthew was just enduring him and now that he has a drink in him, he can no longer do so. Max doesn't care either way. He's here to have fun, and maybe even get to know some new people such as Vy and even Kyanite since they don't know each other as well as Tyren and Matthew do. Vy comments as Max takes a seat. This'll be their first conversation ever. Max is completely open to it. He feels there's a mutual acknowledgement between the two of them. In ways, Max has thought Vy to be somewhat outcasted. Different, diverse. He's similar but only because they rest don't know him very well. Perhaps, he thinks, that this is the case with her. "Pants out of style?" He smirks to her, looking left at her face which is quite soft looking despite her clear toughness. She's an enigma, that's for sure - to him at least. "Yeah, who needs em?"
“Okay, hurry, you’re going to get feeled up in a second.” Matthew declares as they all get in line. "Heard that twice." Tyren comments, a chuckle following. Max joins only briefly, but they hush themselves as the dare begins.

Of course, he guesses Kyanite correct straight away. It would be rude not to, surely. “Yikes. Wet butt…Max. Unless Tyren peed himself.” Max coughs. He didn't really think of that bit. “If you turn around I can tell you for sure.” He also says, now moving onto both Vy and Tyren. His hands reach round and rest on each of their stomachs, but he's got it all wrong. Tyren is wearing the less baggy jeans whilst Vy has loose. They're not at all camp in their appearance, but it is notable that they are more tight than loose. “So who’s the best butt guesser in town?” He leans over. "Not you, sir." Tyren says, grabbing Matthew's hand tight and lowering it straight down to an obvious place that would apparent reveal who is who. He lets go the moment it's enough, chuckling to himself and looking to his left at the group who seem to all have smiles on their faces. It's good that the dare is being taken lightly. Otherwise, it would be way too serious. Tyren isn't even sure the drink would alter that - he genuinely believes everybody here is a great friend already. Some more than others, but all just the same.

"Try the good stuff here. If you really want to experience something tonight." Tyren catches as they go to sit down again. "Woah, no. That's mine." He frowns at Kyanite, playfully. "She's too young for this stuff." Though, Gala looks tough. Tyren is just too protective over the younger population. He's only joking though, he's not her parent. "Kidding, fire away Gal." He's nicknamed her already. He barely knows her. He just knows that if he overthinks things right now, his head will hurt. It's the drink, it does that. It's hard to be serious.

Tyren takes his seat and reaches out for the bottle. He spins it. It goes for a while, and his chilled eyes chase it round and round. Slowly, it lands - Vy.

"Oh! I have one!" Tyren exclaims, enthusiasm unseen since the smile at the doors filling him. He completely disregards the fact Matthew is to choose since he did his dare successfully, but he's forgotten due to the drink, making his thoughts slippery. "Kiss..." He narrows his eyes, looking around the group. It's sure as hell not himself. Max...? That would be funny, but too obvious. Not funny enough, and by far not the funniest out of all of them. Matthew would be bad for him, he'd hate that, Tyren thinks. Unless he wants some kind of pathetic revenge on Kyanite, but Tyren knows him not to be the type for that, at least with his girlfriend with something so trivial. "Ky." He grins, waiting to see what the group thinks. It's not just a pathetic kiss, it's a girl on girl kiss. It changes the rules, a lot. Suddenly, the game seems more adventurous.

I know you're out of my league,
But that won't scare me away, no

[Jack Lexington]

It soon becomes known to me that I've got the last two butts wrong. It must be that Tyren and Vy are almost the same height and the pants screwed me over because I thought Tyren would be the one with the looser ones like I would wear them but he seems to like his boys squashed a little.
"My abs are a lot nicer then Tyren's, I know." Vy's voice lets me know in a humerous way, which I can appreciate now that I've got a good buzz going.

Tyren's hand directing mine down to his crown jewels almost makes me scream like a little girl. I jump back and tear my hand from the bulk in his pants and pull the blind fold off clearly disgusted. Whether it's all real or pretend I'm not sure but I demonstratively shake my hand and wipe it on my own pants a few times.
"Yikes. That has to be the grossest thing that ever happened to my poor hand." I joke loudly.

I give him a mock glare before I toss him the bandana and smirk. "Don't you ever do that again or I'll squeeze your nuts!"

The mood has become somewhat lighter now. Blame it on the booze that even our youngest companion is jugging back like it's water.

I do my share gupling down the rest of my beer.
Apparently Tyren thinks that I didn't successfully complete my task because he takes it upon himself to put the next dare out there. This time for Vy.
"Kiss..."
I lick my lips. "This is going to be good." I smirk at him...well unless he chooses me.
He doesn't instead it's another GIRL who will be kissed if she goes through with it.

For a second, that I need to comprehend what's going on I look at him baffled, then to Ky and Vy. Two girls kissing?
The smile creeps back on my lips. I guess if she has to make out with somebody other than me a girl is a pretty darn fine choice.
So I nod at him. "Cheeky bastard."
It's an idea that i actually like. To see her kiss another girl...even if it's Vy...I'd almost pay to see that.
So I bite my lip with a sparkle of anticipation in my eye but tell myself not to stare.
"Does anybody have a camera?"

[*]

It's the funniest thing, trying to watch Matthew decide whose butt was whose. How he automatically thought that just because the jeans were tight they would have been Vy's. What's funnier is when Matthew just doesn't seem to notice the gender until Tyren takes his hand and lowers it to his nether region in which gets a very volitile reaction out of my man. The laughter that comes from me roars out until I'm turned to the side to keep my side from splitting open with the comedy. "Don't guess wrong, next time." I inform Matthew while Tyren takes his leave only to have him commenting on me offering the liquior to Gala. He finally gives in to my ways with Gala and he gives a comical verse to her to deal with. I nod at Gala as she takes a good swig of the stuff. Her face says otherwise of it being good. Instead, the harsh taste that has taken advantage of her young body making her reaction that of someone whose liquid went down the wrong way. She coughs violently, almost losing what drinks she's already downed and hands the bottle back to me.

"Sorry, G. Didn't realize it was that strong." I tell her and collect the bottle from her before she wants a second chance at it. She even claims that she likes beer more and I don't dare quesiton her on the choice of alcoholic beverages. As long as she's with us, I still have that pact to fulfill. With that awful taste gone from her mouth, I'm assuming, she goes off in search of another can of beer her return status is quicker than I expected.

Tyren has it in his head, that he's the only one that needs to be spinning the bottle. Isn't spinning have the fun?

"Come on Ty. Someone good this time." I tell him when the glass future spins into the nothingness. When the bottle slows down and lands on Vy as well as the dare of a lifetime and when I look at Matthew for comfort against what the bottle is saying. His eyes light up so declaritively. His approval comes out so naturally asking for a camera as well. As for me?

Vy isn't getting a kiss from me.

Nope. Not no way. Not no how.

"Haha, Tyren. The dare is good, but honestly... Vy won't do it." Sure it seems like a taunt, but there is a tiny spark inside of me that wants to say that Vy will be too hesitant and she'll lose the game. I give her a subtle grin though for no reason. Maybe it's because of the absurdity of the dare. First dancing, then stripping and now kissing? What's next? Go all the way with someone?

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Everyone's cracking up as Tyren pulls down Matthew's hand to physically feel who the true male is between the two last contestants. Not too long ago a bad rift filled the air. The drinks have done their job as usual and the happy feelings force there way among the group. Even the little blonde's allowed to join in it all, though Tyren actually voices out over it being his bottle and that she's too young. Her face sinks, a bottom lip curling up along with a smile. Bright blue eyes settle upon him after gazing over to Kyanite for a brief moment. Kidding. That smile grows upon her innocent face. Slipping seconds later when she discovers the harsh taste of this new beverage. Best stick to beer.

It's all too unreal as everyone seems to be getting along for a change. Guess Matthew getting personal with each removed all those barriers of discomfort. They all return to the table with giggles still lingering. Least things have turned around for the better. Just as last time, and the time before that, Tyren takes control of the bottle and it spins out of control. Seems as though all eyes stare upon the deciding object, following it until it slows down to a complete stop. Vy. Shit. Her eyes widen for a second in disbelieve. For some reason she just assumed she wasn't really apart of the game. That the stupid thing would never actually point at her. After all it seemed like it was only going to stay upon two players. Now it's venturing further.

Instinctively her arms cross over her chest with no desire to hear what someone's going to come up with. Just after her own creative mind had Matthew feeling everyone's ass, it can't be good. She doesn't even get to decide between truth or dare as Tyren exclaims he already has an idea. All Vy can do in return is give a heavy sigh to his intense pause after the word kiss. Bet it'll be another chick, and with Gala being far too young, it better be Kyanite. This has occurred plenty of times for her. Back a few years when nearly every night consisted of drinking and fighting with a group of guy careers as another brother. Occasionally one would bring around a girl to join, and every time Vy would be dared to kiss her.

With the alcohol warming her insides nicely a dare like this can't be backed from. Just as predicted Kyanite's picked, and Vy has to let out a soft laugh. Someone's getting a lot of action tonight. First dancing, now kissing. Respectfully her eyes dart over to Matthew though. Surprisingly not wanting to upset him. Too obviously he's very game for this dare. Of course he gets pissed over Kyanite being close to another guy, but kissing the same gender's completely another story. How typical. Her eyes go over to Kyanite as she claims that Vy won't do it. It was questionable, now there's an obligation as she's doubted. Like she's going to coward from any dares thrown her way.

"Really?" Vy questions with a sarcastic tone. Casually she retrieves to her feet, wanting to make the wait go on longer and build up. Only feet away she's beside Kyanite in no time though. "Don't even think about it." She protests to the idea of Matthew taking a picture. Sure it'll be worthy, but it's a one time deal with no physical images included. With a gentle hand she caresses the side of Kyanite's face for a moment, before moving in further. Just a peck. A little tease like she's going to stop there, and then suddenly she's in for a deeper lip lock. Give the guys something intriguing to recap as the sleep in their own tent tonight.

With that Vy takes her place back in her seat, an unremovable grin on her face. To move things along she takes charge in spinning the bottle. Bout time someone other then Tyren takes charge. And oddly enough the cap lands on the devil himself. The one to pick this dare probably consuming all their minds now. Payback time. Her grin turns slightly mischievous as she considers her possibilities. "Make out with Matthew." She's an eye for an eye type of person as she gives the same medicine right back. An eyebrow raises with a smirk, wondering if they're just as daring as the girls.

[Anatra]

Tyren Orca

If a lion, a lion roars would you not listen?

Thankfully, everybody seems to be enjoying Tyren's playful gesture. That's what it was. Playful. He's grateful, mentally despite the drink, for that. Matthew's reaction is predictable - over the top and dismissive. Not that Tyren cares. It was expected to see him wipe the hand as though he'd been infected. Yikes. That has to be the grossest thing that ever happened to my poor hand." Tyren can think of things that he's done worse to that hand.
And no, he doesn't mean that. He means the pregames. Dividing Matthew's finger count in two. He throws the bandana towards Tyren, who seems to just let it hit his face and let it fall away someplace uncounted. "Don't you ever do that again or I'll squeeze your nuts!" He glares at Matthew, figuring something internally. "Don't tempt me!" He giggles to himself as he takes his seat. "Cheeky bastard." He mutters as Tyren reveals the dare. A cheeky grin indeed, implanted directly upon his face which sits smug as anything.

This all reminds him, the truth or dare that is, to a time when he and Alex went to a party when he was fifteen. It was extremely eventful, or at least as eventful as teenage parties like those went. There was alcohol, but not much. The limits to which any of them could have drank was narrow, short and sparsely knowledged on such things as drunkenness. Dares ranged from things such as 'kiss this person' or 'kiss this item' and anything playful in between. Never before had it actually been anything extreme in terms of a young adult's party. This, being one of those. Knowing now that it will probably be him next, as any of the previous people will just dismiss it and say they've already been, Tyren thinks of the sudden things that somebody could muster for him. He's been the bottle spinner, so it's going to be funny regardless of what it is. He's been sitting back, relaxed until now. He's not on edge, though. He cares not for the trivial matters that come with such things like embarrassment. Not whilst he's drunk.

"Haha, Tyren. The dare is good, but honestly... Vy won't do it." Kyanite says, as they now undergo their own dare. The one Tyren set. Hopefully, they don't think he's being sick about this. He doesn't intend on gaining any kind of sick pleasure from this. Not at all, actually. "Really?" She says with sarcasm, at Kyanite it seems. Tyren's laughter is appropriately timed. He can't help but find this all hilarious. Two girls kissing isn't funny, it's fine, but two friends that are girls kissing, one of which is so manly it looks criminal, and the other so loved up that it has became criminal before.

She gives a peck. That's it?
No. She delves right in. Tyren's eyes widen a little, looking around at the others. Hopefully, he now thinks, he won't have to do something this committed.
She's really enjoying it, isn't she?

Suddenly, everything happening quickly. The bottle is spinning, and by no means it lands on anybody except Tyren. He looks straight at Vy, because no doubt she'll be the one to give this one. She's looking right at him. He's a little nervous in fact. "Make out with Matthew." She says. His heart sinks a lot. Right into his gut. It's a confidence thing, most likely. Not just a kiss, then. He confirms to himself. No. You're going to have to do this. The alcohol is helping though. He doesn't just sit there like a duck, waddling over nervously. He shuffles himself over to his right so that he's right next to Matthew. His back straight, he looks to his side, with an eyebrow raised. "Shall we, sir?" He says, containing his laughter in trade for forced seduction.

At least Tyren can beat Matthew at one thing.
He's a better kisser.

If a child, a child cries would you not forgive them?

[Jack Lexington]

What happens next thrills me to no end. I don't want to be a perv but I also don't want to miss one second of what's going on.
First my girl friend claims that Vy won't do it but knowing Vy she would do just about anything. Kissing another girl might just be an easy exercise since she doesn't seem to be the type of girl who appreciates a guy.
She warns me of taking pictures so I reply. "Just in my mind." If this is going to happen I want to remember it since I haven't witnessed all that much girl on girl action before. Especially when it involves my own girl friend, who isn't all that shy when it comes to making love.

Her hand finds Kyanites face and my neck becomes longer to see it all. Then their lips meet. I try my best to look cool and not stare but I like it. The way those two pretty creatures share an almost intimate moment somehow looks surreal and great to me. Thrilling!

Once it's done I check the others faces to see whose been watching as well and the other guys don't look uninterested.

Maybe this silly game of truth and dare is not that stupid after all.

That thought soon escapes me when she dares Tyren and feels free to include me in her dare as well. I can barely trust my ears. I mean girl and girl is one thing but guy and guy? No freaking way. I know I pull a lot of gay jokes on my best friend but when he actually sits up and accepts her dare I freeze.
He comes suffling over to me clearly intoxicated from all the beer and liquor he's been filling into his system. I'm not half as drunk as he is though.

In disgust I watch him raise his eyebrow and smile right in my face when he asks "Shall we?"
This cannot be true. Not in a million years am I going to be part of this.
My heart rate just exellerated to sprinting speed.
Instinctivley I move back and warn him. "Stay where you are, Tyren."
I'm pretty sure everyone including my drunk buddy can hear by the tone of my voice that any unpredictable move on his side will lead to him loosing his teeth.
How do I get out of this without looking like a sore looser and coward?
Do I do it? But then people...Max...is going to spread the rumor that I'm gay.
A million things are racing through my head but the alcohol in my blood stream makes every straight thought hard so I start bargening my way out.
"C'mon guys. Make it his dare. Leave me out of it. I'm not making out with a guy, okay?"
That's what I have to say to this.
I don't care if I was just drooling over the same thing executed by two other people. I'm not going to become the joke of the neighborhood tonight.

[Anatra]

Tyren Orca

If a lion, a lion roars would you not listen?

Tyren sees how quickly Matthew takes to not liking the situation at all. It's a little awkward for Tyren, because now he feels that others could be questioning why he was so keen and okay with going ahead with the dare. He gives Matthew a bit of a glare because the unconscious acknowledgement of that angry side has came right back into the forefront of his mind. He's not going to hurt Tyren, surely. Tyren looks over at Matthew who's clearly, by the tone of his voice, unapproving of all of this. It's strange how only a moment ago he was completely happy with seeing the two girls going at it. The only reason he'd have a problem with it is if he's scared of the result.

For Tyren, he doesn't see any problem. It's not serious, it hasn't got a meaning behind it. There's no doubt for Tyren that there's no feelings clamming their way through his heart's veins. There's definitely no thoughts of this being romantic in any way. "C'mon guys. Make it his dare. Leave me out of it. I'm not making out with a guy, okay?" Tyren begins to chuckle under his breath. Somehow, the drink has made him completely incapable of fearing Matthew and his little rage that he has going on. He doesn't like seeing Matthew angry, but then he doesn't care to do anything about it right now since the booze has him reeling for entertainment. Boredom comes quickly if there's nothing to entertain you. This, is entertainment. "Don't leave a guy hanging, Matthew. That's just rude!" He says childishly. It's as though he's a kid losing his toy.

An awful metaphor for your best friend, though.

"I won't let my hands wander, I promise." He chuckles yet again. It's all a joke to him, yet to Matthew it clearly isn't. Tyren doesn't have the brain to figure that one out just yet. The intoxication has his thoughts barred from elaboration. It's just primary processes jumping around his skull, praying upon every opportunity to gain fun.

Will this be fun though? Will Matthew let it be fun?
There's nothing worse than kissing an angry lion.

If a child, a child cries would you not forgive them?