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hbicmarissa‌:

“Pole dance… strip tease… I suppose you can clump those together. As long as I get points,” she gleamed. “I could always crack an egg on your head. Oh, I know! You can sign me! Just no dicks. I don’t want a dick on me tonight.”

“Damn, there is a pole dancing one on here, isn’t there?” He asked, pulling out the list and looking it over. “ So no drawing or hook ups for you tonight. Smart. Play it safe. Signing you is the least I could do after that spectacular show you just put on. Got a marker?”

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violet-parnel‌:

“Well, aren't you everyone’s hero?” Violet asked teasingly. “And on a credit card, too. Consider me wildly impressed.” She thanked the delivery driver as she took one of the pizzas from him. “And considerate, too? What would we do without you, Bart?”

“Please, start broadcasting that if you must. That’s a reputation I’d love having.” Not so much the guy who breaks out his credit card to feed the party, but being the hero -- that he could get used to. “Starve, suffer, perish.” 

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jokressley‌:

     “okay, yeah.  fine.  i really walked right into that one.”  he shook his head.  no one could ever say josiah kressley wasn’t a good sport.  “lake monster?  he’s creative.”  that had to be one of his personal favorites on the list.  anyone superstitious enough to be scared of the alleged monster wouldn’t go near it, and anyone smart enough to know it wasn’t real probably wouldn’t waste their time on it.  it was practically a freebie.  “i’ll try my best to save you if northlake’s nessie tries to drag you down, alright?”

“My hero.” Bart wasn’t scared necessarily, but it was easy to buy into the whole superstitious aspect of the lake monster -- especially on a night like this where everyone was sort of running wild. Okay, so he was a little scared, only a little. “Pretty sure the last time I did this I was eight and swore the thing almost ate me alive, so I’m gonna need you.” Leading the way, Bart periodically turned back to make sure Josiah was still following close behind. “So uh, how have you been? You know, with everything going on.” It felt weird to come right out and ask him about his sister, though it was clear that’s what he was referring to.

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anissabanks‌:

“Wendy Corduroy, nice to meet you.”  She joked back and shook his hand. “People go way too overboard with this whole thing. I wouldn’t mind doing a few to help someone else get points, but I’m not gonna try and win anything.”

“I know what you mean. Some people use dares as an excuse to act like a total jackass. I’m all for the harmless ones, but I draw the line at stealing license plates and breaking tables.”

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anissabanks‌:

“I don’t know who you are, but you’re the best. I’m starving. I’m just so glad I didn’t wear a sexy costume like some people. Everyone not wearing a shirt is gonna have to resist temptation the entire night. I’m not playing, so you’re safe with me.”

“Sheriff Woody.” He joked, holding out his hand to shake hers. “Can I ask why you’re not playing? I know some of the days are a little too much -- I’m shying away from those, but there are some silly ones that could be fun if you’re not completely against participating.” 

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heycamden‌:

“Okay, if I don’t get at least half of this Dare List done before the night ends, I’m a total failure.” Big words but she’s serious. She’s so balls to the wall about tonight, she will be extremely offended if she doesn’t do as well as she thinks she will. She goes over the list again, trying to pick out what she could possibly do first. “How should I tackle this list? Just go down the numbers or..?”

“You’re only going for half? I’m disappointed in you, you’re slacking.” He said teasingly, well aware of the fact that she was more than capable of doing the entire thing if she really set her mind to it. “We’re both -- cowpeople today, so we can switch costumes easily and still look good.” He shrugged, mentally running down the list of dares. “Skinny dipping. I need you for that one, because I don’t trust anyone not to try and run off with my clothes while I’m in the lake. You love me too much to do that to me.”

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jokressley‌:

“i’m just here to make fun of everyone else.”  well, that was part of the game plan.  never say never, right.  “but i mean.  if someone says  ‘hey josiah, will you help me with this dare?’  i’m not gonna say no.  i’m not a monster.”  he smirked back at the other boy.  “besides, i’ll probably end up doing a couple of the lame ones without even trying.  that’s why they’re only a point or two, right?”

“Hey Josiah, will you help me with this dare?” He repeated, a grin slowly spreading across his face. Bart didn’t even necessarily have one in mind yet, but there were plenty to choose from. It’d be easier to rack up points if he had a partner, he had to take advantage of the offer. “There’s no way I’m tempting the lake monster alone.”

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“Look, if a dozen pizzas doesn’t cover it you guys are eating too much. My credit card can’t take anymore.” Bart stood proudly at the front door, announcing this to anyone close enough to listen. The delivery driver made multiple trips to and from his car, grumbling as he handed out the array of pizza boxes. “I’m a nice guy, so I even threw a few vegetarian and vegan options in there. Thank me by resisting the urge to draw a dick on me.”

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bispencejager‌:

“Yo, there’s a karaoke machine here; and it’s calling my name…” Next to the cat dare, the karaoke dare was high up on Spencer’s list of those she wanted to complete. Without an ounce of alcohol in her system yet (as she didn’t want the booze to affect her singing voice), the brunette started making her way towards the karaoke machine. “So anyone up for a duet? Or picking what song I’m gonna sing? Or both?”

“I -- don’t know if I’m drunk enough for this.” The karaoke machine was more daunting without any alcohol coursing through his system. He was a shower singer and that was pretty much it. “Is Don’t Go Breaking My Heart too cliche?” He laughed, nervously scratching the back of his neck. “I might be able to pull that one off, but no promises.”

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hbicmarissa‌:

Vodka bottle in hand, Marissa found herself thoroughly enjoying dare night already. She was already getting the mood for some fun, and wearing her Catwoman costume made her feel even more confident. She had thrown her whip, her cat ears, and one of her hoop earrings off to the side while swinging around the stop sign. “Care to join?” she said with a laugh at the onlooker.

Quickly scanning the list of dares, he tried to decide if this was leading to something that would gain him points. “Hm.” He thought aloud. “Oh, strip tease, is this about to be a strip tease?” It was a safe assumption in his opinion, from the way she tossed aside her accessories. “I don’t think I get any points for being the one watching.”

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jokressley‌:

“nah, i’m not playing this year.  i got swirlied last time and i still haven’t fully recovered.”  it was a joke, mostly.  josiah really just didn’t want to put himself in those kinds of positions.  he wanted to loosen up and have some fun, sure.  but this wasn’t it, in his opinion.  however, he was only human, so it wasn’t like he was going to pass up the booze or the chance to watch everyone else embarrass themselves.  “consider me your unofficial photographer and videographer for the night, yeah?”

“Come on, man, if I’m participating I feel like there’s no excuse for anyone else. This is the kinda thing that comes back to haunt your political career and I’m still going for the gold.” Bart gave the other male a few supportive pats on the back, attempting to persuade him to join in on the night’s festivities. “You can start out just taking pictures, but you’ve gotta get in on the action eventually. You’ll regret it if you don’t. Some of the dares aren’t even that bad.”

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SHERIFF WOODY IS THRIVING

@heycamden said jump and Bart said how high so here we are. Probably showed up late and made her think he wasn’t doing it because he was helping some old lady cross the street and encouraging her to vote or smth.

He’s walking around like... this. Won’t stop saying there’s a snake in his boot. Carrying a FAKE gun because no need to be wild. Yee but also haw y’all. Some mood music for you.

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natxms‌:

offering the boy a rather ICY glare as he called her ‘natty’, the blonde said nothing in return, but it was obvious by the sole expression on her face that she wasn’t pleased with the nickname she was suddenly given; or the tone. despite no longer seeing him as the annoying know-it-all from last year, natalie was probably the last person in the world to ADMIT she actually cared about him. hence, all the comments she made in attempt to throw everyone off from that trail. yet, his own comment made her eyes somewhat widen in SURPRISE, for a moment actually catching her off guard. “ —you’re the last person i care about in this town.” she told him off with a small scoff, before purposely moving her gaze back onto the screen of her phone. 

Bart smirked, not a completely unfamiliar expression in the presence of Natalie, and that was all. He didn’t make another peep. A cheeky grin spread from ear to ear as he turned back around in his seat, allowing her to have the last word. For now. The second their classmates’ attention flipped to something else, Bart’s immediately went back to the blonde. Moving to the desk behind her, he leaned slightly forward to whisper in her ear. “You can pretend you hate me all you want, but it’s a lot harder to believe now that I know how you look naked.”

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hbicmarissa‌:

“It was… is a part of his work. It’s so complicated, I can’t even get into the details. I suppose you could get used to it, but I’m not the type to settle for that kind of treatment.”

“Is that your way of casually implying I should stop settling for that kind of treatment?”

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heycamden‌:

“Bet, Baxter,” she retorts easily, challenging him right back even if she knows she’ll probably come to regret it first – Cammie tends to excitedly keyboard smash whenever anything pleases her. And Bart has been on the end of too many of her drunk and excited texts. She’s pretty sure she doesn’t even text sometimes and just sends voice clips of her gushing unintelligibly or sobbing, like after she watched A Star Is Born for the first time or that time she saw a litter of puppies for adoption on the streets of LA. “Just– you know– people. It’s like being that couple in high school, you know? But instead of being all romantic and cutesy, you’re platonic and cutesy. And it’s like, get out of town, dude–” She even puts her hand to the side of her mouth, lightly playing that character before dropping her hand. “Loving and caring for your best friend all of the time is so last year.” She chuckles, even if she was definitely a bigger fan of that than roasting your friends all of the time. Though when it comes to her and Bart, maybe a little more roasting is necessary to offset certain… tension. “It’s all about making fun of each other now,” she reiterates her point with a nod, laughing a beat later because she knows it’s silly. Hearing Bart already made of copies of his notes for her, Cammie touches a hand to her chest. “Ugh, you’re the greatest. My best guy for a reason, I swear,” she tells him, moving her hand to touch his arm. See, this is why Bart was going to be President one day. He knew what you needed before you even told him you needed it. That’s Boss Daddy behavior right there.

“Imagine that, you and I as that couple in school...” He trailed off, resisting the urge to fully divulge into dangerous territory. Instead he laughs in place of the words that were better left unsaid, forcing himself to stop his mind from wandering. It’d be far too easy to get caught up in what could’ve been. “I hate to break it to you, Cam, but -- we’re just both so cute. We can’t help it, even if we are insulting each other we’re too adorable not to be cutesy. Especially you, I can pull it off, maybe, you have no chance.” Playing along with her was easy because everything with Cammie was, and sometimes it felt like a gift and a curse. “Unfortunately there’s nothing I can use against you. Like what am I gonna say, your hairs too red? Your eyes are too blue? Your giggle is too infectious? There’s nothing bad there, I have no mocking material.” He said wildly, feigning total exasperation at the non-issue. It was very very true though, when he looked at Cammie it was nearly impossible to find something to make fun of -- even if it was all in good fun. He thought extremely highly of the girl and even his playful teasing of her came out like a compliment half the time. “What can I say, I know how to treat a girl. They’re even color coded, I may or may not have gotten carried away. Taking them for both of us I knew I had to be on my A plus plus plus game.”

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daxneal‌:

“Dude. That sounds like he’s gotta thing with toxic masculinity. Sucks, cause those fruity drinks taste so good. Life’s too short to restrict yourself from enjoyable things.”

“You know one time I called him out on his clear issue with toxic masculinity -- he called me a word I can’t repeat. He’s one of those old rich white guys who think it’s still 1958, he gets his joy from ruining everyone else’s.”