[OPEN] TRUTH OR DARE PARTY AIN'T LIKE ANY OTHER PARTY

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WHO: Sarona and everyone else. It's a free for all.
WHERE: Floor Lounge of Aube Dorm
WHEN: Late Night January 18th
WHAT: LATE NIGHT GAME PARTY. TRUTH OR DARE OR TRIPLE DOG STARE.
WARNINGS: HIJINKS. Language, kids doing stupid things for fun, possible light age-appropriate sexual content, but it should be warned for (keep it PG13 and below!)

Everyone should have received the mass IRIS message earlier that day:
One week down and more to go
Catch a zombie by the toe
If you're scared don't let it show
Dare to act or tell all you know

Join us for Truth or Dare in the communal lounge of Aube Floor 1.
Food and drinks will be provided, but there's always room for more.
Fun starts @ 8PM. Later you are, the harder the dares.

Anyone who decides to join in on the fun will find the communal lounge set up with couches, chairs, and tables placed around the edges, to make the center of the room open for people to move through. Subs, chips, a fruit and cheese platter, and unopened cans and bottles of soda and water on their own separate table. On another table is two unused fishbowls with strips of paper and pens next to them. On one fishbowl is written: Put name in bowl.

Sarona is going to wait until eight o'clock on the dot to start.

"So here's the rules. You ask 'Truth or Dare?' They answer 'Dare' or 'Truth.' Don't come up with anything that'll get the RAs on us, okay? You get one refusal, that's it. Otherwise you agreed to be here and you agreed to the game, don't chicken out on us."

And then she grabs the fish bowl and holds it up for everyone to see. "If you don't know who to pick when it's your turn, pick a name out of the jar. If you only call on your friends and/or enemies, you'll have to pick a name out of the jar. No breaking off into little groups. That's boring."

She sets it down and then gives a little grin, "Now let the fun begin."

{OOC: Have fun! Make your own prompts as the darer or the dared, etc, in the act of completing a dare or telling a truth, it's all good! This is a completely open log. Again, warn for any potential sexual content, violence, or disturbing content.}

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[heartofasamurai]

[Seiji's room is on the third floor, but he got the message and was curious enough to investigate. He had a very peripheral understanding of this social gathering activity, as he had never played it before himself or observed it. The rules seemed easy enough to understand, but the idea of daring someone to do something that might embarrass them or to ask them personal questions left him feeling unsettled. Would that not be too rude?

So h watched and observed, hoping to get a better sense of the social rules of the game before he attempted himself. If someone approaches him, he will be more than willing to participate.

After a while he decides to start simple. He turns to the person nearest him.]

Would you prefer truth or dare?

[yokeye]

['Dare' would be expected of him, but he recalls from the banquet that Seiji's a little quiet and he should start small. That doesn't mean it won't escalate quickly. That, he can't guarantee.]

Truth, my good man~!

[heartofasamurai]

[Seiji appreciates the courtesy.]

Would you mind speaking about a fond memory you have?

[yokeye]

[It escalated that quickly. Okay, something pleasant and actually interesting, maybe, and not obviously related to trauma, negligence, or bad decisions.]

When I was like eight, I met this cool courier guy on the street who use to let me ride on his motorcycle~! And he'd make me omelette rice! Your turn!

[heartofasamurai]

[That is a pleasant memory indeed.]

Are you asking me for a memory or if I would choose truth or dare?

[yokeye]

[Oh. Seiji's never played before.]

You pick truth or dare! We don't have to answer the same questions~!

[leekspins]

Me?

[Orihime has half a cookie in her mouth, caught by surprise. How wonderful, he's trying to be more social! She's so proud.]

Let's see... I'll go with a hair-raising dare!

[Just because he seems less conversationally inclined. Besides, if there was something he wanted to know, she's sure he would have asked beforehand.]

[heartofasamurai]

[Hair-raising? Seiji is silent for a moment, thinking that through.]

I dare you to cartwheel around the room in a circle.

That involved some form of hair raising, does it not?]

[leekspins]

A cartwheel?

[She looks around the room, trying to determine if she has enough space to do that without kicking someone in the head. Seems like she probably could.]

I haven't done that since I was six, but I think I still remember how.

[Orihime taps her chin in thought.]

Is it okay if I change out of my skirt first?

[heartofasamurai]

[Immediately his face begins to flush because he thought it would be simple and yet did not consider the skirt.]

Of--Of course. I would not wish for you to be uncomfortable or in danger over a dare.

[leekspins]

Great! I wouldn't be uncomfortable, don't worry.

[She might be misunderstanding his meaning of 'comfort' but that's fine. She's already up on her feet.]

I'm just down the hall so I'll be right back!

[And off she goes. About two minutes pass before she returns, sans shoes, having exchanged the long pink skirt with the asymmetric ruffle for a pair of comfortable track pants. She plans to sneak out for some secret training, so Seiji actually saved her a step. She holds an elastic tie between her teeth as she gathers up her chestnut locks and bundles them up into a loose knot, then secures it with the tie. A cartwheel is no fun if her hand or foot lands on her hair!]

Ready! Watch closely...

[Spreading her feet apart, she throws her hands above her head and dives for the ground. Her thin legs kick up as she shifts her weight, and comes down on her feet. The blood has started to rush to her face, it's easy to see that her complexion is more pink, and she goes for another cartwheel. Another. And another!]

[It seems like she's going to complete the dare, up until she reaches the window that someone cracked open to get some cool air circulating through a room stuffed with teenagers. The second her feet hit the ground and her hands come up, she side-dives right out the window and vanishes from sight.]

[Welp.]

[hippocarnival]

Truth! [He'll start slow this time. And then he realizes he doesn't really recognize Seiji.] Oh, I'm Yuya!

[heartofasamurai]

Ah, hello, Yuya. I am Seiji. It is an honor to meet you. If you would not mind answering, what is a memorable occasion you enjoyed?

[Seiji understands that "Truth" is meant to force people into revealing deeply personal facts about themselves, but it seems so rude to do so when he barely knows them.]

[hippocarnival]

[He speaks even more proper than Gongenzaka... Yuya grins.]

Um, I guess this year spending New Year's with my mom and my friend's family. We were up so late, I almost didn't wake up in time for flying back to school!

[heartofasamurai]

[Seiji makes a small noise of amusement.] That sounds like a pleasant time indeed. Something to carry with you during the semester.

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya nods emphatically. That was less the intention at the time, but it's how he sees the memory of it now.] Truth or dare?

[fashionable_yapping]

I'll take truth.

[It's easier to fake a truth than a dare. Not that she plans to do so unless his question touches upon one of the areas she really doesn't want touched.]

[heartofasamurai]

Hm... [He looks thoughtful for a moment, as he does not yet know this girl and that makes it slightly more difficult to think of a question to ask.]

What has been the aspect of the school have you seen that you believe could use the most improvement so far?

[fashionable_yapping]

...

[What a lame question. But she's gonna give a real answer.]

It could be less chaotic. A lot of things've happened.

[heartofasamurai]

[Seiji gives a nod.] It has been very...active. I did not expect the level of engagement, but it is good to meet so many people so easily.

[fashionable_yapping]

Yeah, this school's if nothing else interesting. Even if I'd take fewer locust plagues. By the way, truth or dare?

The best dares to fulfill

[nevernoaction]

[Ren walks over to Seiji, holding a slip of paper in his hand. It had Seiji's name on it. Whatever it is, Ren looks very reluctant to approach. He sighs and takes a deep breath.]

Seiji, will you go to the Valentine's Day ball with me?

[heartofasamurai]

[Seiji takes a moment to think of exactly what Ren is asking. To go with him to the upcoming Valentine's Day ball? Even Seiji is not so out of touch with social activities as to not know the implication of that. To go...with someone else. As a couple. With someone else.]

Ah...Would it be wrong to assume that you were dared to ask me this?

[nevernoaction]

It would not be wrong at all to assume that.

[Oh thank God, someone understands his predicament here. Please put Ren out of his misery, friend.]

[heartofasamurai]

[All right then. So it is a dare. A dare Ren was challenge to perform and thus not a true and honest invitation by someone asking Seiji to attend a social event. There is some relief. He still feels uncomfortable, there made even be color to his cheeks at the fact such a situation is occurring at all, but at least he knows it is not a serious proposal with someone's feelings and expectations in the balance.]

Am I required to agree in order to complete the dare, or is asking me enough?