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March 6th, 2018, 12:45 pm #1

((Emmett Bunnell - Pregame Start))

Emmett was sitting on one of the bleachers in the basketball courts and he was trying to have some 'Emmett Time' without anyone to disturb or piss him off. He really didn't want to deal with any other person. Although, that seemed to not be a problem as he was all by himself. Alone. For now. How long would it be before someone confronted him to have a conversation or an argument with him? He preferred neither. Unless it was Adonis, he didn't want to be around other people.

"Get your shit together, Emmett." He muttered to himself.

He then stared down at the sketchpad that was in his lap. He had wanted to do a sketch of a person. But he was not coming up with anything. He felt his temper somewhere inside of him, waiting to burst out. But no, this time he had it all under control. He didn't want to start kicking and screaming just because he hadn't been able to think of what to sketch.

He would normally be in the art room right now. But he decided that he would find it easier to concentrate here. Boy, was he freaking wrong?!

He let out a small sigh.

"Fuck it. There is one more option that can help me." He murmured softly. No one could see him talking to himself. So he didn't give a care to the world. "Music."

He got out his phone and his headphones out of his bag. Then he put his headphones on and then he started to search through his playlist. Rock, rock, rock and more rock. He wondered what he should listen to. He was really focused on choosing a song. Maybe something at random?
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G044 - Maria Cucinotta (Adopted): "Hah..."
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Tia Sullivan: 'This is a complete waste of my time....'
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March 6th, 2018, 8:45 pm #2

Andy Silverman: Pregame Start

What bugged Andy about the school's indoor courts was that they were asymmetrical. Why even have two badminton courts in the first place? Who even played badminton? Was badminton even real? Probably. It was probably real. But the badminton courts seemed to be empty whenever Andy came around, at least, and that just left him with this lopsided mess of an arrangement.

They could have benefited from another basketball court too, so the JV and varsity could hold practice at the same time without pushing one to way later in the day. They could have played games at the same time too, or had the guys' and girls' teams play at the same time when they both had home games. Instead, badminton.

The word had a nice way of rolling off the tongue, though. Bad-min-ton.

Maybe Andy was just feeling more fidgety than usual today. Days like this came with little rhyme or reason, and there wasn't much he could do once he caught himself getting distracted by such deep and intricate topics as the layout of the school's athletic courts. He'd headed out in the first place to let off some steam after first noticing the twitchy feeling creeping up on him.

The building was mostly empty at this point in the day, which was fine by him. Andy only liked to be around certain people when he got to feeling like this.

A quick change of clothes and a rummage in the equipment room later, he had a basketball and was ready to go. The basketball court, at least, was nice to look at. Identical sets of bleachers (two), identical hoops and backboards (two), identical scoreboards (two)...

Unexpected audience member in the stands (one).

Andy paused as he noted Emmett's presence, idly tossing the basketball from one hand to the other (left-right-left, bounce in the palm and repeat). It was kind of weird to have just one person sitting in the stands and one person on the court, and Emmett looked like his usual pleasant self, which was to say he looked like a raging asshole. But hey, Andy didn't own the school.

He shrugged and let the ball drop to the floor, catching it and starting up a proper dribble when it bounced back up. He opted to ignore Emmett and focus on the nearer hoop while building up a good rhythm.

Coach Oppenheimer got annoyed when players got caught up in trying to dunk the ball and forgot to actually, y'know, play. But it was just Andy, the ball, and the net (and Emmett) right now. He thought he'd go for it.

Noise gradually filled the once-quiet court, the squeak of Andy's shoes, the impact of the ball, and the hoop and net reverberating with it.
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."
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G063 Natali Greer was just unlucky.
B047 Marcus Leung lost his way. (Adopted from Solomir.)

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B001 Min-jae Parker is locked away.
B021 Crist?bal Morales let his guard down.
G017 Raina Rose got washed away.
G003 Bridgette Sommerfeld got a shock. (Adopted from Aloha.)
G029 Georgia Lee Day went home. (Adopted from frogue.)
Nathan Lovegrove was left behind.

V7 Pregame:
Myles Roux is considering his options.
Dolores Upton is exploring the past.
Andy Silverman is balling out.
Siyanda Nagi is on the run.
Mercy Ames is passing judgment.
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March 6th, 2018, 11:24 pm #3

(B:??? Abel Zelenović - Pregame Start)

Abel was never that big of a fan of basketball, but on some days he liked to hang out on the school's indoor court and watch the men's team practice or just chill with anyone who happened to be there if he was bored. Hell, on some of those days he would join in for a casual game of H-O-R-S-E or just to mindlessly dribble and shoot hoops; there was something oddly mesmerizing about shooting the ball into the hole and hearing that satisfying swish, especially since Abel felt like he always missed 4 out of 5 shots. If he was alone, he'd just listen to the dead silence of the arena and work on homework while the clock slowly ticked away.

Maybe basketball was in his dreams last night, or maybe he saw a snail earlier that day, but today was one of those days where he wanted to kill some time at the court.

He quietly pulled open the doors to the court and surveyed his new surroundings. The area was usually empty-ish around this time of day, but there was sometimes the odd person or two around... and wouldn't you know it, that was exactly the case.

Abel chuckled a bit when he saw Andy on the court going to town with the ball and the backboard. Andy was a really cool dude; he was sometimes a little too intense even for Abel but he meant well. Andy was great on the court, but he could also shred the hell out of the guitar... or at least Abel thought so. Yep, Andy was pretty all right. It made sense he would be here.

The other kid though... Emmett... Abel didn't really have a lot of good opinions. That isn't to say that Abel had a personal vendetta against the dude, but Emmett always looked like he was rigged to explode if you said the wrong thing. Definitely not the kind of person Abel really anticipated to be around, but Abel didn't really have that choice at this moment. Abel never thought he'd see this guy at the basketball court in a million years, but everyone's full of surprises; if he was a basketball fan, good for him. Regardless, Abel was as much of a foreigner on this battlefield as Emmett was and had the same rights to be here.

"Hey yo Andy-man," Abel said with a quick raise of his right hand in the air as a casual salute. He dropped his backpack as he sat down on the bleachers near the exit and continued the thought, "is it okay if I watched?"

Abel hoped he wasn't being an invasive species.
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March 7th, 2018, 12:58 am #4

Emmett was just about choose one of his favorite songs until he was interrupted by the presence of Andy Silverman. He watched the other guy playing with a basketball for a while. He realised that the distraction wasn't that bad. At least he didn't have to talk to the guy. At least there was still some peace and quiet--

He had thought too soon. He turned his head slightly to look at Abel. Who the hell would ask to watch a guy playing with a ball? Was it creepy to watch without asking? Well, fuck Emmett sideways if that shit was true.

He then looked back at Andy with a somewhat amused expression on his face. How odd.

He glanced back down at his phone and started to play some music. He was going to keep out of this conversation for as long as he could. Then he held a pencil in his hand and he thought about doing a sketch of Andy. He didn't have to ask for permission. He just wanted to see if he could capture the active side of Andy in his sketches. It wasn't like he had to share his art work with him anyway.

He started to get to work, his anger was fading away slowly.
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B030 - Brendan Harte: "F-Family..... Thank you, thank you, t-thank.... you, Alba, Jon...."
G014 - Scarlett McAfee: "I always liked you, y-you know...?"
G044 - Maria Cucinotta (Adopted): "Hah..."
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Violet Quinn: Quiet Goth

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Tia Sullivan: 'This is a complete waste of my time....'
Molly Doe: 'Why don't we just get with the party lovers and have a crazy, wild experience?'
Ravan Sharpe: 'Uh.... H-Hi.'
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March 12th, 2018, 8:16 pm #5

"Hey hey." Andy threw one hand out towards Abel, returning his half-wave, half-salute in kind. "No problem, man. You could join in too, if you want." But hey, he was just fine if all Abel wanted to do was just take a minute and sit right there, to find out how Andy became the fresh prince of...

Nothing around here rhymed with Bel-Air. Fuck.

Ball air, because he was playing basketball. And he was baller, but pronounced ball-air.

That didn't make any sense.

Whatever.

Andy went back to dribbling without waiting any longer for Abel's response. He wanted to see if he could dunk the ball behind his head.

He quickly discovered that he could not dunk the ball behind his head, and just got his knuckles rapped against the rim of the net for his troubles. He lost his grip on the ball, and it went bouncing off, making a break for freedom over towards Emmett's side of the stands. One two three, bounce bounce bounce roll.

"Hey Emmett, man," Andy called over, hissing slightly as he shook out the hand he'd hit on the rim. "You mind?" Or Abel could get it, Andy supposed. Or he could walk the ten steps over and get it himself, but Emmett was closer and maybe not so much of a dick that he'd make Andy do that when he was right there. Maybe.
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."
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G063 Natali Greer was just unlucky.
B047 Marcus Leung lost his way. (Adopted from Solomir.)

V6:
B001 Min-jae Parker is locked away.
B021 Crist?bal Morales let his guard down.
G017 Raina Rose got washed away.
G003 Bridgette Sommerfeld got a shock. (Adopted from Aloha.)
G029 Georgia Lee Day went home. (Adopted from frogue.)
Nathan Lovegrove was left behind.

V7 Pregame:
Myles Roux is considering his options.
Dolores Upton is exploring the past.
Andy Silverman is balling out.
Siyanda Nagi is on the run.
Mercy Ames is passing judgment.
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March 13th, 2018, 2:59 pm #6

"No thanks, man," Abel shook his head, "I'm-"

Andy went back to dribbling before Abel could finish, silencing the thought and causing it to peter out like a malnourished flame. "-fine."

That was kind of a lie, but Andy seemed really dedicated to dunking the ball today. He probably wasn't up for silly schoolyard games like Around the World, and Abel wasn't really dressed up for a real casual game. No, today Andy was the star of the show, and the ball was life... or something. What did that phrase even mean? Abel would probably never understand.

Andy went to dunk the ball behind his head--which was the hypest shit ever if he could pull it off. Abel tensed up all over as Andy went for it.

Aaaaaaaaand he didn't. Air ball. Net ball. Whatever, ouch. Abel sighed under his breath, murdering any hype that had built up in those couple of seconds.

Abel's eyes followed the ball as it made the great escape from Andy's clutches and hopped over to its new buddy Emmett's vicinity. Abel started to rise to go fetch it for the king of the ring as it was the least he could do for allowing Abel here, but paused and sat back down when Andy called for Emmett.

He wanted to see how this plays out.
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March 14th, 2018, 12:47 pm #7

Emmett noticed the ball bouncing near him and it stopped just to the left side of him. He paused the music and listened to Andy's words. Did he really just screw up a shot? Well, Emmett knew that it happens sometimes. He had been there a few times himself when he had messed up his sketches or other pieces of art work.

Emmett wanted to be a dick and just let Andy get it himself. But he didn't want to cause an argument just after he started to get calm. It wasn't worth the hassle.

Emmett rolled his eyes at Andy. Put down everything that he had in his hands. Got up to his feet. Then he moved over to the ball and he picked it up in his hands.

"Do you want me to throw it? Or come over to you, Andy?" He asked with a hint of a smug smile. "Looks like you fucked up your hand a bit."
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B030 - Brendan Harte: "F-Family..... Thank you, thank you, t-thank.... you, Alba, Jon...."
G014 - Scarlett McAfee: "I always liked you, y-you know...?"
G044 - Maria Cucinotta (Adopted): "Hah..."
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Emmett Bunnell: Artistic Loner
Violet Quinn: Quiet Goth

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Travis Levenson: 'Me? Nice? Please! You're being delusional...'
Tia Sullivan: 'This is a complete waste of my time....'
Molly Doe: 'Why don't we just get with the party lovers and have a crazy, wild experience?'
Ravan Sharpe: 'Uh.... H-Hi.'
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March 15th, 2018, 11:48 pm #8

“How ‘bout you try get it in the hoop from there?”

((STEPNEY CRUZ – PREGAME START))

Stepney flashed a grin to the court at large, as he leaned against the bleachers, one hand in his pocket, the other held just in front of his chest. If anyone had been looking closely, they might have seen the gleam of a quarter, nestled between his thumb and his index finger.

He hadn’t planned to head into the athletics courts today. Or, y’know, any day. Basketball wasn’t his jam, and badminton was even less so. For once, he hadn’t even been conjuring up any new ways of making money. He wasn’t always thinking about making mad cash, after all. Nah, what was the point in getting all that money if you weren’t gonna spend it, right? No wonder pirates in all those fantasy stories and stuff had bad teeth and wooden limbs. Maybe if they actually used their money rather than bury it on desert islands they’d be able to afford some decent healthcare.

Anyway. Digression. Stepney had merely been on his way to grab a snack from the vending machines, just a small treat to make use of his hard earned, definitely-not-dubiously-obtained money, and he’d happened to pass by the courts on his way there. The sound of shoes squeaking against floor had piqued his interest first; as far as he was aware, there weren’t any classes meant to be in there right now.

Then, the sound of someone saying the name ‘Andy’ had grabbed his attention with both hands. Now, fair’s fair, there was no guarantee it was Mr. Coriander Silverman in there. But did Stepney know an Andy who played basketball and just so happened to be as easy to push into dares as he was himself? Good lord did he ever.

So now, here Stepney was. Looking at three people who he couldn’t for the life of him recognise. His life in a nutshell, really. He wasn’t exactly putting his mind to work right now – he’d be able to figure who these three musketeers were as soon as they started speaking, no doubt. Even so, his brain had instinctively started jotting down little clues about everyone in front of him, trying to narrow down the list of potential suspects. Everybody’s postures, their weight and heights, their hairstyles, the sketchbook sitting next to the guy holding the basketball. Little clues everywhere, if you knew where to look for them.

Stepney’s smile grew wider, and he flicked the coin up in the air, catching it again before it hit the earth. Tails. His side of choice. He made a mental bet with himself that he was definitely standing in front of Andy Silverman.

“I’ll give you a dollar if you make it.”
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March 21st, 2018, 4:58 pm #9

Are we really doing this. Are we really, Emmett. Are we really. Really.

Andy waved his stinging hand in Emmett's direction; the pain was already fading, and annoyance crowded in to replace it. "Whatever floats your boat, man. Doesn't make a difference."

Fortunately, distractions from Emmett's Emmett-ness were soon to arrive. Reinforcements, as it were. Three people on the court, one in the stands. Tipped scales. Stepney's whole deal with not being able to recognize people was sort of ironic, since he was pretty recognizable himself. Mostly a good guy, always a good laugh. He still owed Andy ten bucks for when Andy broke his foot jumping out that window back in sophomore year, also.

Andy tilted his head to look back over his shoulder at Stepney; he didn't fully trust Emmett not to chuck the ball at his head if he turned his back completely. "What can you buy for a dollar in this economy?" He asked, grinning.

"If I make it, you should just buy me a drink from the vending machine." Not that he actually minded getting the dollar. It'd chip off Stepney's standing debt, which Stepney had probably completely forgotten about by now.
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."
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V5:
G063 Natali Greer was just unlucky.
B047 Marcus Leung lost his way. (Adopted from Solomir.)

V6:
B001 Min-jae Parker is locked away.
B021 Crist?bal Morales let his guard down.
G017 Raina Rose got washed away.
G003 Bridgette Sommerfeld got a shock. (Adopted from Aloha.)
G029 Georgia Lee Day went home. (Adopted from frogue.)
Nathan Lovegrove was left behind.

V7 Pregame:
Myles Roux is considering his options.
Dolores Upton is exploring the past.
Andy Silverman is balling out.
Siyanda Nagi is on the run.
Mercy Ames is passing judgment.
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March 22nd, 2018, 2:48 am #10

Ooooo, now things were getting interesting. Emmett being kind of a dick was expected, but the sudden invasion by Stepney was not to be trifled with. Dude knew how to liven up a party with bets, and Abel always liked his company even if he could be kind of a dick sometimes... but, like, a fun kind of a dick. Not the kind of a dick who sucks out fun like a vampire.

But making a bet with His Royal Highness, in his domain, during this religious holiday, at this hour, and for such a pittance? Heresy!

And for Stepney to rile King Andy into continuing the bet? Also heresy! Heresy of the third highest order!

If anyone dare made a bet it had to be Abel. And so it was decided that Abel had to by Abel himself; besides, Abel still owed Stepney fifteen bucks for the sour cream and marshmallows incident from junior year, so if this mother of all bets was fulfilled all would be forgiven hopefully. Most importantly of all, Abel knew the exact kind of bet that would entice everyone in that basketball court to heed his decree.

"I can do one even better," Abel smirked as he made eye contact with Stepney before continuing on. "I will buy everyone here a drink from the vending machine, if Emmett can shoot into the basket there!" Abel drew a line between Emmett and the goal near Andy with a finger in the air as he spoke. Abel folded his hands together and waited, heart thumping in a rapid rhythm. He should've known better considering last time, but Abel counted this trial as a sort of test rather than falling for Stepney's devilish tricks once again.

The ball's in your court now, Emmett.
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