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Chocolate War! Jan 12, 2016 15:18:38 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 12, 2016 15:18:38 GMT -5

When Chase said he was planning on creating a chocolate gun, he wasn't kidding! There had been a lot of reworking, a lot of planning, a lot of trying different chocolates...ok well Clint had a part in most of that since Chase did not want to risk breaking another water gun...and a lot of tasting the leftover chocolate. But it was worth it. They could finally but the guns to the test. Chase and Clint had arrived at the park a little bit ago, in search of the perfect location for the chocolate war. They ended up settling on an area with some rocks to hide behind, a bunch of bushes and a buttload of trees. It'd be like they were having a paintball fight without the paintballs. Chad unfortunately had never been able to be part of a paintball fight before, but he assumed an area like this did the trick. He tied his thick curls back into a ponytail - not like it mattered, since he'd get covered in chocolate anyway. Above his forehead rested a pair of goggles. Aside from that he was also wearing a camo tank top under an almost jungle-themed sweat jacket and a pair of old ripped jeans he could care less about.

Chase was pretty pumped for this, especially after Max had agreed to it. She and her friend should be arriving in a while, but Chase was sure that whoever she got they didn't stand a chance against the dream team. Luckily though, this wasn't another date so the pressure was kind of off. Actually, they had yet to set a time for their next date, but had that whole thing planned out! Chase was looking forward to it though, as with the chocolate war. He liked hanging around Max. Even though they were kinda two different people they seemed to have a bit in common. They both had a great sense of humor, for one thing. And they shared a love of chocolate. The thing with Chase was though, he didn't really talk about his dates much. Actually...he never really expected much from them. Usually after a couple of dates he lost interest in the girl. Something didn't click or something blew up or...just something wasn't right. This was different. And because of that, Chase had to make sure to brush it off to Clint like it was nothing. The last thing he wanted was his best friend teasing him about something...else. Let's be honest, they teased each other about a lot of things. But, in a way, this could be good. Since Chase never lucked out with any girls seriously, bringing Max around Clint could help show if they were a good match or not. Maybe Clint would see something similar the way Chase did. At least then Chase would feel a little less crazy.

"So we got everything right?" Chase asked looking around. The four guns were set in front of him and filled with chocolate. Chase had also grabbed a cooler of water so they could rehydrate. Did they need to bring any extra chocolate to refill the guns with in the middle of the fight? Meh, Clint probably took care of that. He always covered what Chase forgot. Chase briefly moved the goggled over his eyes, just to make sure they were adjusted right. No good was going to come out of getting chocolate in his eyes if it seeped through his protective gear! "So the girls should be here soon. We just have to make sure we agree on the rules and see if anyone can come up with anything else." Chase was just hoping that the losers still didn't have to make dinner for the winners. Not that Chase thought he and Clint were going to lose or anything. But he really didn't want to be stuck in the kitchen. And he could barely cook to save his life. Even if he could win Max over with his charm, good looks, sense of humor and all that other good stuff, Chase knew his lack of cooking skills was not going to impress anyone. Why was he thinking so much about this, anyway? He didn't need to worry about something like cooking. Or even losing. He'd already made a good impression at dinner and that would continue when it'd be time for their PacMan battle. But he still looked good, right? She could totally see how toned his abs were through his tank, right...? Dammit, he had to focus! They were only on one date! It wasn't like it was going to lead into anything.... Was it? Chase shook his head. he really had to cover his butt and make sure Clint didn't say anything. "Oh hey, think we should get a couple of shots of the guns working at all? I don't think everyone'll believe us when we tell them about our great chocolate war."

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Chocolate War! Jan 12, 2016 21:33:15 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 12, 2016 21:33:15 GMT -5

Max's outfit

The sun was shining in the sky with no clouds in sight. A light wind brushed against the skin of her arms and legs as she started traipsing through the grass of the park that she and Amy had found themselves in with birds chirping from trees, frogs croaking from the pond, and squirrels running around with nuts in their mouths and with their tails twitching. A perfect day! Those had been the very words that Max had shouted to herself earlier that morning as she woke in her bed, her eyes widening as she stared up at he ceiling, her lips stretching out into a wide grin that hadn't seem to have gone down since she woke up. Oh, she was so excited for this! Ever since the plan had been drudged up from the dinner she shared with Chase at the diner, it was something she couldn't help but think about, something that she instantly told Amy when she got back to the suite after her date before she prepared to tell her about the rest of the date and what kind of guy she hoped Chase would be later on if they continued on with things.

It had been a bit difficult to get her schedule to allow her time off to spend the afternoon at the park to play the little game, details she had left out from Jared--her dance partner--but after convincing the guy that she would work twice as hard tomorrow and the week after, he relented, begrudgingly so, and allowed her to have the day off. She nearly hugged the guy at the words, actually she had, but the usual emotions and flutters in her stomach that normally accompanied her with any sort of physical contact she had with Jared save for when they were dancing hadn't been there, or rather they had been dwindled much farther than what they used to be. She hadn't blushed under his gaze, she hadn't wished that he would dump his girlfriend in order to spend more time with her, and instead of taking an extra look back at him before leaving the dance studio, she happily left, sauntering out of the brightly lit room with a skip in her step as she texted Chase and let him know that she got the time off to have this little chocolate war with him and his friend, who she was curious to meet and compete against.

With one arm holding onto her two towels (one for herself and one for the phones to sit on) and the other arm holding a few pieces of cloth for the four of them to have for time out purposes, and with her goggles hanging around her neck, Max still continued to grin. While she figured there would be a small chill to her body due to the clothes she wore and due to the chocolate that would be shot at her, Max figured that it would be best to wear what she wore; it wasn't something heavy with her hair pulled into a ponytail, but then again it wasn't something too light. Running around, she knew, would warm her up, and even if the chocolate was cool on her skin, it would likely be a relief to her. The weather wasn't bad though; it wasn't too hot, but then again it wasn't too cold, something she was thankful for and something she, also, commented on earlier that morning. "It'll be a perfect day!"

"This is so exciting!" She exclaimed, her head turning to look at Amy as she grinned and laughed until she turned her head forward. "We totally have to beat them, by the way. I still don't know how we'll determine that or if there even will be a winner and a loser, but we cannot be drenched by them. I have to show my prowess to him, you know?" Shrugging her shoulders, they soon found their way to the location in which Chase had text to her, where rocks were placed as were trees and bushes that they would, likely, be able to hide in. They'd probably have to determine whose side was who for the beginning, but there was no doubt in Max's mind that they would be crossing the line more than a few times in order to get a good attack on the opponents, or to even just get away. But she had no plans on retreating and admitting defeat to them unless it was absolutely necessary!

Upon seeing the boys in the distance, as well as the water guns that were laid out on the ground, a giddiness started to form in Max's stomach. She bounced lightly in her steps and waved one of her arms up in the air as she shouted, "Hey boys! Ready to lose?" She held the towels and cloths and little tighter in her hold upon making it up to the two, herself grinning as she looked over to Amy, and then over to Chase and his friend. "Hi," she said, calmer this time as she took a breath to calm herself. "Hope we're not late. Nice man bun, by the way." She joked, grinning playfully over at Chase at the notice of his hair being tied up.

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Nora Acker || Chase Smith || Chance Smith

College Students:

Chardonnay Nicholas || Ace Harrison || Max Carter || Niko Connor || Toni Locklear

Teachers:

Jonathan Hall || Leo Fletcher

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Chocolate War! Jan 13, 2016 11:57:15 GMT -5

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Post by Kenzie on Jan 13, 2016 11:57:15 GMT -5

Amy’s Outfit

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Amy was so thankful that it was California! Because that meant even now, well into November, she could get away with wearing shorts to a chocolate fight!

She’d decided to change into an outfit she didn’t care if she ruined. It was a baggy button down she’d stolen from her boyfriend a long time back and a pair of shorts that she’d made herself – when a pair of jeans had chafed she’d just cut them at the thigh and made it work. But they were reaching the end of their days and, once today was over, would find themselves tossed unceremoniously into the trash. Over her eyes were a pair of shades and on her feet were sneakers. She had her own towel draped over her shoulders like a cape (she’d decided to use the same one as Max for her phone and sunglasses) as they walked through the park. It was such a gorgeous day and Amy was already bouncing with excitement!

She never expected it to go so wonderfully for her best friend when she pointed out Chase at the party. Of course she expected him to be nice – she wouldn’t have sent Max to someone who looked like an asshole – but when Max came home and talked about how they’d arranged a date she was so happy to see the way her best friend’s eyes lit up with happiness. And when she came back after the date, and told Amy about the chocolate war, it was perfect! Of course, if they became an official item Amy would have to play the, ‘she’s my best friend, you break her heart, I break your face’ card, but she had a feeling that it’d work out. They looked so good together.

”You’re telling me!! I can’t wait to pulverize your potential future boyfriend with my mad chocolate spraying skills!” Amy burst, making a finger gun with her free hand and a few accompanying ”pew pew” noises. She saw the boys in the distance, the water guns giving them away. Upon closer inspection, she could see that the second boy was the friend that Chase was with at the party. Funny, when she actually saw his face, he was pretty cute! Oh, if she were single, she’d totally be hitting on him right now! But she’d just have to settle on hitting him with chocolate! She supposed it was kind of like the same thing, in theory.

”Hey boys! Ready to get squirting?!” Amy said, grinning as she watched Max go for Chase, commenting on his man bun and acting calm. Oh, that was precious. So precious Amy wanted to squirt them both while their guard was down! But instead she turned towards Clint.

”Hi! I’m Amy, Max’s best friend. You must be… Chase’s friend, right? Nice to meet you! I was totally the one who told Max to go over and bug your buddy, sorry if I got in your ‘bro time’!” She forgot if Max had mentioned the other guy’s name or not. She offered a warm smile.

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Chocolate War! Jan 13, 2016 19:16:12 GMT -5

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Post by pierce on Jan 13, 2016 19:16:12 GMT -5

After much deliberation and persuasion from his best friend, Clint agreed to helping with what he could only assume was Chase's dream invention - the chocolate squirt gun. It sounded easy enough to make at first, but it took Clint quite a while to come to the conclusion that they'd never be able to use actual solid chocolate. So naturally, he decided on just keeping it simple and diluting enough cocoa powder in water to suit their needs. It was more watery than Chase might've wanted, but they needed it to be in order to get some propulsion from the squirt guns - if it were as sludgey as actual melted chocolate the best they could've done is get piping hot chocolate down the barrel of the gun and all over their hands. He had the containers all set now, beside the guns themselves. The two half gallon containers held the chilly deep brown liquid, they were fashioned with nozzles from condiment bottles and capped securely. The nozzle tip fit so perfectly in to the refill hole. He was so proud of them that he'd carried them like babies swaddled in a couple towels down to where Chase felt the battle was best suited. It felt wise to dress in chocolate and darker colors, wearing a brown thermal shirt under a dark grey puffy vest with khaki cargo shorts and mocha colored Sambas on his feet. He only had two pairs of shoes so it actually worked out this way, the Sambas being his lesser-used between the two.

And yeah, at first he'd been really wary of this whole thing. Really, water guns that shot chocolate just seemed like a passing funny idea and nothing more. But in that he'd underestimated Chase... that proved to be a mistake. It was soon after his first date with Max that all Clint would hear about was chocolate war this and chocolate spray gun that - there was no way he could've gotten out of helping even if he wanted to. But he really did. He was interested in how he could make it work, the distance he could manage, the precision of the stream - countless paper targets made and numerous testings with cocoa viscosity - to the size variations and measurements he'd need to get the same chocolate solution split in two between a gallon of water... all very scientific stuff, really. Of course Chase pretty much zoned out through most of it, but he did keep with the encouragement and that was all Clint really needed during the whole process. And now today was the day! He was real amped up about the battle, though he reluctantly had to take Chase's word for it that yes they'd be faced against two girls and more importantly yes, the girls wanted to participate in getting all messed up with chocolate.

"Yeah man - we've got our artillery, ammo, and armory ... " gesturing to each, Clint pat the front of his pillowed vest. "plus the towels, my goggles and my camera of course." he added with a flick upon the goggles fastened around his head, smiling at his ingenious idea of wrapping Wyatt Eyes up with a layer of cellophane so she could participate in the battle too. He hadn't figured out how easy or difficult it would be to get pictures while actively squirting his gun, but he was optimistic about it. The camera had a wrist strap so he could let it go without the fear of dropping and breaking it, which was a major plus. "Now all that's left are the opponents, you're sure they're coming right?" Clint asked playfully, arching his brow in challenge. "If they bail at least all our hard work won't be in vain. We could hide up in these trees and make chocolate rain whenever anyone passes under." he laughed lightly, just shaking his head at the thought before Chase mentioned getting some pictures. "I mean, I'll definitely get some during the war but maybe we could just do a few before we get started... like each of us shooting it off as evidence that they're all working right? Or like before and after pictures to really see whose the worse off?" he offered with a shrug before he noticed the pair of figures at a distance. "Check it out, here they come." Clint spoke and pointed over in observation, squinting against the sun to watch them approach - deciding that it would make for a great picture, he aimed and let the camera whir to capture the moment.

They weren't as decked out as either of them were that was for sure, seeming to take a more casual yet sporty route than their stealth and camouflage. If it came down to who had the best battle gear, Clint and Chase won it already. "Don't speak too soon and jinx yourself," he laughed in response to their greetings, "we have our own advantages so it actually might be easier on both of you to just accept defeat now, and spare the hurt feelings later." Come on, he couldn't let them think they were gonna win just like that, could he? He smiled the statement off and waved in a friendly manner to spite the competitive words. "Showed up just in time actually," he replied to Max before catching wind of the vibes between her and Chase. He made note of it, definitely interesting. They must've hit it off way better than Chase had led him to believe. He'd have to pick on his friend for it later on because now Max's friend introduced herself. He nodded, "Yeah I'm Clint - nice to meet you too Amy and it's cool, sometimes even I need a break from bro time. Now that I have an abundance of solo time I can actually focus on my goals." Okay so that was an over-exaggeration, but it did seem the more stalking he got in alone the greater chances he had of turning that in to actual quality time with Wyatt - something that got more and more likely the more he 'showed up' at the opportune moments.

"So Chase buddy, tell us the rules we came up with. Do either of you have any ideas as far as what the losers have to do for the winners?" He hoped it wasn't cooking like Chase had mentioned, not because he didn't mind cooking - but because he knew his friend wouldn't be of much help to the process. It had to be a totally fair wager.

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Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
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Chocolate War! Jan 14, 2016 0:19:34 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 14, 2016 0:19:34 GMT -5

Chase gave a nod to Clint. Good, so far he didn't seem to be noticing any difference! Chase would have to attempt to keep it that way! "Dude you're gonna get some wicked shots from your collection. I knew I'd totally win you over with this idea," he said with a laugh. Ok, so he had pushed the chocolate war a lot. And it was only partially because of his obsession with chocolate. But it was really something he'd been wanting to do for a while and now there was a legit reason to make it happen. Besides there was no way he would've gone through with this without his best friend. And he knew that once he talked Clint into it, Clint would get excited as well. Heck, he was probably just happy his camera could be involved.

Chase followed Clint's direction when he spotted the girls. Aw, they looked so cute looking like they were running for track. But Chase thought the same thing as Clint; the two of them definitely won based on gear. There was no way either of them were going to pull a good sneak attack if they couldn't even blend in with the surroundings. With any luck that was the kind of thing that would give Chase and Clint the edge. Chase would give the girls credit for one thing though, and that was coming out in tank tops and shorts when the weather, while decent for the time of year, wasn't exactly warm. It almost made him glad he brought a sweat jacket with him; he'd have to remember to share it with Max later if she needed. And Clint would not be able to rub that in his face cause it'd be the right thing to do! One thing was for sure though, they were all ready and eager to get the war started!

He grinned when Max approached him. His only dilemma was, how should he greet her? Would a hug be good? Or was that too friendly? They were just about to go to war, after all. He didn't want her thinking he was going soft or that he'd hesitate to squirt if he saw her coming his way. Luckily for Chase, he was able to avoid worrying about the greeting much longer after managing to get a 'hey' out because she pointed out his bun. She was starting out teasing already. "You know what, just for that I don't think I'm gonna let you pet it," he teased back folding his arms, "and you're gonna be so sorry cause it's soft now, but when this is over it might as well be chocolate cotton candy." Yeah he went there. Again, this was war so he wasn't going to hold back pulling any stops. At least now though he didn't have to worry about looking bad in front of Max or getting any lip from Clint about the obvious chemistry between Max and Chase. Really, Chase wasn't into that sappy stuff and he had a feeling there were a couple of ways Clint could go with it. The first was not letting Chase live it down. The second was picturing him and Wyatt and Chase and Max double dating...if they could ever win Wyatt over, that was.

However Chase might have been staring at Max a little too long before he heard Clint ask about the rules. Right! That was a thing to share and officially finish working out. "Well in the grand scheme the rules may not completely matter cause we're gonna win no matter what." He hit Clint a high five to prove his point. Max may have brought...what was a good way to describe Amy?...a fireball of energy?...sure that sounded good. Max may have brought a fireball of energy with her as her teammate, but Clint and Chase were the dream team and they were awesome. So combine that with their sick gear and they already had a pretty big advantage. "But we did figure out a few ground rules. First off, no aiming or hitting the face. And unless there's a sneak attack in progress, we have to be moving as much as possible. The war's not gonna be any fun if someone's hiding all the time. We also came up with a signal for time out, like to drink water or something." He signaled to Max to show the cloths. "If any of us hold up our cloth or wave it or something that means time out. When the war's over and we all head back to campus we'll use a hose to get clean. Winners get warm water but the losers get the cold water. We just have to agree if there's any thing we're missing and how to determine a winner. Like if it's a point system or who's messiest or something." He was pretty sure that was everything, which was pretty good for Chase with his ability to get distracted and all. Crap, he didn't factor that into the war! That could push him and Clint behind a bit. And with Max knowing Chase's weakness that could give them the push they need. Chase was going to have to make sure not to let that happen! He glanced towards Max, just in case he forgot something. "Was there anything else?" Aside from the obvious 'eat my dust' but Chase decided to keep that comment to himself. For now. It was probably pretty obvious he was thinking that, though.

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Chocolate War! Jan 17, 2016 22:54:38 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 17, 2016 22:54:38 GMT -5

Turning her eyes to look at the fluff he called hair on the top of Chase's head, Max rose her brows and pitched her hands to rest against her hips as she leaned more weight on one leg than she did the other. Her tongue clicked against her teeth as she held back the laughter that dared to pass by her outstretched lips that turned more into a grin with every passing moment, excited about the prospect of this game, but also just as excited to see Chase and be in his presence. She tried to tone that emotion down, however, and once again Max found herself thankful for her darker skin tone. No blush could be seen cutting across her cheeks, though she could certainly feel the heat beginning to flush over her body, and it wasn't from the sun that shined down on them, glimmering everything in their wake and brightening it as the afternoon continued on.

"Well, it's a good thing that I had no desire to touch your hair right now," she spoke, winking as she straightened her shoulders and huffed out a breath. "Besides, even if you had asked me to I might have refused; there's not telling what you have in that head of curly hair that could hinder us from winning! You know, maybe it would give me bad luck or something, and I refuse to give you guys the upper hand in this. Even if you'd probably be thankful for the handicap." The little quips being thrown about the competition was amusing, something that Max was beginning to cherish as the jest washed over them all in good fun. But it wasn't a moment later until Max registered Amy speaking, introducing her own self when she probably should have been doing that for her best friend in the first place. Her smile fell for a second until it came back as she swept her gaze over to Amy, rubbing the back of her neck until she let her hand drop back to her side. She looked Clint again as he spoke, and then back to Chase as he started going over the rules.

None of the ideas were new to her, all things that she remembered speaking with Chase about during their dinner on their first date, and the tingling feeling in her fingers began to spread through her hands and her arms, slowly inching its way down her legs. She willed herself not to fidget, to not show the anxiousness as she turned her eyes to look down at the water-turned-chocolate-guns, but the excitement to get her hands on one of those things and start shooting it in Clint and Chase's direction was getting harder and harder to contain. Still, when Chase mentioned something about the cloths she raised them up and waved them around to show how they needed to be waved if anyone wanted a time out, the neon orange color nearly blinding as the sunlight bounced off the colors. Surely this would give away their position should the cloths be flying about on their bodies, but Max wasn't worried about it. If she couldn't stuff it completely in her pocket, then she could always stuff it in her bra to hide the fabric from sight. A definite good thing, she figured, especially since the guys would have no such under garment to help them hold anything. Sure, she might not be dressed in camouflage like them, but, still, it wasn't something that Max was worried about. She was small, could hide behind bushes and trees hopefully, and she was sure footed, able to tread carefully against any ground that she stood on, a maneuver that had come about through her dancing and footwork.

"I think that's just about it," she said, looking at Amy again for conformation before she stepped up and handed everyone their time out cloths. "Though I still think it'll be difficult to see who the winner is. I doubt if a point system would work since there's no referee, and I sure as hell don't trust any of us to keep track of score. So... Maybe we'll just go with whose the messiest. That might be a little hard to determine too, but it'll be something at least." She shrugged. "Unless any of you have better ideas, of course. I'm all ears if that's the case, but I think it'll be safe to say that if any one of us are dripping in chocolate that they definitely didn't win. Which, of course, will be you two, so just be ready for the cold water that'll be sprayed at you. You're lucky I didn't think about bringing ice here, otherwise that would definitely be thrown on you two along with the water." She stuck her tongue out jokingly as a laugh ripped through her until it settled down.

High Schoolers:

Nora Acker || Chase Smith || Chance Smith

College Students:

Chardonnay Nicholas || Ace Harrison || Max Carter || Niko Connor || Toni Locklear

Teachers:

Jonathan Hall || Leo Fletcher

Academy Staff:

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Chocolate War! Jan 20, 2016 16:34:50 GMT -5

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Post by Kenzie on Jan 20, 2016 16:34:50 GMT -5

”Oh your goals? Like getting your ass smothered in chocolate? Because I can help you with that!” Amy said, and though her tone was light and humorous her intentions were malicious. She came here to win, she had no time to chat it up with Clint! Even if he was really, really cute. She took a few steps back with one hand on her hip, the other on her towel as she listened to Chase explain the rules. They made sense to her and, though she hadn’t been involved in coining the idea, she was here to execute it! She watched Max and Chase with a small smirk on her face. So far so good, it seemed, for this boy who was interested in her best friend! Though his chances of approval were slowly slipping when he said how the rules wouldn’t matter because they’d win! Amy snorted at that, sending a confident smirk in Max’s direction. It was more like the other way around – they’d be winning here! Amy was confident in her dodging skills.

”Seeing who’s the messiest? That is totally hard to determine.” She bit her lower lip, looking to the side. Hmm. What would be a good way to decide…? She guessed they’d just have to go by that! Even her creative mind was drawing a blank! She supposed she could call someone to referee but she didn’t feel like waiting for someone to come and stand watch! She had a game to play! ”But whatever! We’ll figure it out! Losers get to freeze their nips off – I’m here for it! Let’s go! Gimmie a gun, Max! You boys are going down.”

Amy wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, wondering what Clint would look like with chocolate smeared all over his hair and face, with a surrender sign in his hands. Probably even better than he did now!

Amy O'Neal || Todd Bennett || Chad Richardson || Arthur Summers || Hallie Grey || Clementine Coleman

Cliff Arkwright || Ash DeCosta || Shyanne Volle || Seamus MacAlister || Savannah Nieto || Daemon Jeong

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Chocolate War! Jan 21, 2016 19:05:22 GMT -5

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Post by pierce on Jan 21, 2016 19:05:22 GMT -5

It became increasingly clear to Clint who he needed to watch out for when they got on the field. Shooting a slight 'you're going down' glare at Amy's comment, he shook his head and tuned in to Chase's review of the rules. Of course he was already well versed in what he'd already come up with, but he had a feeling the girls would do well with hearing them again, as antsy and gung-ho as they looked. He was leery of Amy especially... that look on her face was unsettling in the least - she looked at him like, well, it was scary. He tried to focus past her, receiving the cloth with a light "Thanks," to Max. Just because they'd soon be at war didn't mean he had to drop his politeness completely, right?

Rubbing the fabric of the cloth between his fingers, he spoke up to add his part of it, "I want to mention the reloading. These two jugs are our ammo." gesturing to the half gallon jugs, he continued, "If you run out of chocolate - pull your cloth as fast as you can and come fillerup." An idea hit him right then, his face brightening as he looked over to his bro. "You know what, that could be how we determine a winner - whichever team exhausts their ammo supply first wins. Because come on, whoever's messiest? By the way Chase and I are dressed we'd win automatically. We're too covered to really tell how messy we may get." Wait. Maybe he shouldn't have said that... oh well, too late to take that back.

No matter. He was still just as geared up to get at this chocolate bloodbath. "Before we get to shooting though, I want to take some 'pre-war' photos! It won't take long. Once we get our guns, that is. Chase, wanna to the honors man? This couldn't have happened if it weren't for your obsession with chocolate in the first place." That went without saying for sure - and before Clint knew it they were all armed and looking very anxious to get to it. "Okay hold up a sec now. Ladies first, raise up your guns and let me see your war face." he instructed, taking a few pictures before gesturing Chase over to get theirs too. It was a little trickier but he didn't want 'Wyatt Eyes' in the hands of Max or Amy. Too risky. Not that he didn't have the capacity to trust them, but... he'd only just met them. Considering the fact that they were so ready to start, he didn't want to push it with a group photo. Besides, the camera wasn't made for stills. "That's a wrap!" he confirmed cheerfully, looking everyone over. "How do we wanna start anyway? A countdown?"

Last Edit: Jan 21, 2016 19:07:57 GMT -5 by pierce

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Chocolate War! Jan 22, 2016 9:40:10 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Jan 22, 2016 9:40:10 GMT -5

There was no way Chase had anything hidden in his hair that could possibly hinder Max and Amy from winning. Aside from the fact that it was awesome and could easily distract them. But he liked his little back and forth with Max. He liked her. Still, there was no way he was going to go easy on her; especially not with this. And Chase was sure he was about to see how feisty she - and Amy, for that matter - would be. Anyhow, if Max didn't want to touch Chase's hair now, he was sure she would later.He had to admit, the back and forth between Amy and Clint was fun as well. They may or may not hit it off if it weren't for the chocolate war. But Chase knew he'd never be able to tear Clint away from Wyatt so that was a lost thought. Still, their little back and forth made it clear they had it out for each other as well. This was going to be entertaining! And there was no way in heck he was going to be intimidated by the girls! Even if they were more than ready to fight!

After Chase explained the rules he listened to everyone's responses and what their thoughts were. At first it seemed like who was messiest really would determine the winner. Which would still be hard, but it was all they had to go off with. That was, until Clint spoke up. Chase knew he could rely on his best friend for a plan. And giving a reminder about the ammo. Damn, had Chase really been that distracted by Max and going over the rules that he forgot all about reloading? Nah! "Ok so wave cloths for a time out, and quick lift to reload," he nodded in agreement. Those would probably be the only signals they'd need for the clothes anyway. He stuffed the bright fabric into his pocket. It was sticking out a little so it might give away his position in the war, but Chase was sure he'd make up for it with his stealthiness. He and Clint were experts on that by now, after all. Chase couldn't help but smirk to himself, thinking that maybe he'd just hold onto the cloth after the war. That way if Max was really pissed off at him for winning - which he would - he'd have an excuse other than just the PacMan competition to see her again. Luckily the thought didn't plague him for long as he easily agreed to Clint's determination of a winner. "Sounds better than figuring out who's covered most. But we have to make sure we aim the ammo at each other. No randomly aiming for trees or something just to get rid of the chocolate quicker." He was sure none of them would do that. He and Clint wouldn't for sure. But just because they'd be in a war didn't mean they'd cheat.

"Dude," he shook his head at his friend, "you know me better than anyone. Heck yeah I've been waiting for a chance like this." He tilted his head towards Max and gave her a wink. "But I did have a little extra incentive this time." Chase grinned at his friend's plan of taking the photos. He picked up the guns and handed them to Max and Amy - eyeing them both carefully of course - before they all posed for the pictures. Still, he couldn't help but watch Max pose for the shots. She looked cute in her gear and holding up the gun; he was sure she'd still be cute covered in all that chocolate. When it was his and Clint's turn Chase helped Clint with his camera, knowing how gentle he had to be with it. Though he was sure their poses were just a little more awesome than the girls'. Two points for the boys, anyone?

He then tried to think of the best way to start. Chase briefly surveyed the area, as they hadn't decided who's side was who's yet. It probably wouldn't matter, with all the running they'd be doing. The area in general was all pretty much the same, though one end had slightly less trees than the other; but it was made up for with things like extra bushes or rocks that Max and Amy could hide behind much easier than Clint and Chase could. "How about we pick a position on each of our sides to start from? We can set up a timer on one of our phones to start a countdown. We can start by hiding this one time if we want, but when the timer goes off we have to jump out and start shooting. Girls take that side, us guys take that one," Chase suggested before gesturing towards each end. "No penalty for crossing either side, but we should probably mainly stay on our own sides. It'll also gives us a better chance at strategizing with our teammate. You know, if that's something we really have to do." He was sure he and Clint didn't need that though, unless the girls really came out strong. He briefly walked over to the cooler to prepare with a drink of water, and then labeled his bottle with squiggles to symbolize his curly hair; made the bottles more identifiable that way. When he walked back over he made sure to quietly tease Max as he passed her, Don't worry, we have plenty of ice to chug at you when we get back to our dorm. And don't worry, I don't take any offense to you not wanting to touch my hair. But you will be changing your mind once this is over." Chase stood next to Clint and pulled his goggles over his eyes. He shrugged his shoulders and eyed everyone, who looked completely ready to fight. Fortunately for him with his goggles on, it as less obvious now when he'd be staring too long at Max. "So everything sound good? We ready to go to war?"

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Chocolate War! Jan 23, 2016 18:04:36 GMT -5

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Post by Shelby on Jan 23, 2016 18:04:36 GMT -5

Max couldn't help the smirk that graced her lips as she listened to Clint and Amy's back and forth banter, her own banter with Chase momentarily forgotten until more of the rules were brought back up, this time bringing to attention the ammo and their replenishing station. Her eyes turned to the half gallons full of diluted chocolate, her brows raising, and her mind racing to how they were all going to smell once this little game was over with. Chocolaty, no doubt, but there was nothing wrong with that, right? No doubt they'd be sticky as well, their hair a mess as the chocolate dried from the heat of the sun, some of if lingering around just a bit longer as it mingled in with the sweat that would dot their bodies from all the running around they would do. It was an exciting thought; she couldn't wait to see the end product of how they would look, her smirk stretching more into a smile as her eyes went back to the boys, picking up the last of what was being said, something about the winner being determined by who ever lost their supply of chocolate first. All right, all right, that could definitely work.

Silently, Max nodded her head in agreement and let her eyes wander back to the supply of chocolate. So this could possibly be running on longer than any of them expected, though the thought only was more exciting for her. "Fine, works for me. But as I've said before, keep that confidence up while you have it. You two will be very salty and chocolaty when this is all over with, and I can't wait to laugh at the looks you two will have once you see that we've gotten rid of our chocolate first and dispensed it all on you. Right, Amy?" She gave Amy a knowing look, her hands resting on her hips as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other before she stood in place and let the guns be passed over to them. She stuffed the cloth in her pocket and stepped beside Amy to pose, her hands positioned around the water-turned-chocolate gun.

"Hmm," she hummed, laughing lightly under her breath as she gave Amy a side wards glance, "now if taking pictures of everything doesn't remind be of someone. I'm surprised you didn't bring your camera, now that I think about it." So maybe teasing her teammate wasn't the best decision, but she couldn't help the quip that escaped from her lips. As they posed for pictures, Max had to keep her finger off the trigger, feeling the urge to just take one shot at the boys to see if they actually worked, but she decided against it. Those would be cheap shots, and Max wasn't that kind of person. She'd rather be an honorable opponent than one who had to take cheap shots in order to win. Besides, they didn't need that; they'd find their own way to win. Max let her arms relax again as she let her arms down after the photos were done. "We should have put black streak marks on our cheeks; that would have made us look more intimidating."

While Chase and Clint were taking care of their own photos, Max laid the towel for their phones by the cooler-- a marker, she figured, for the rest of their things--as well as her own towel and her phone. She tightened her ponytail again before she looked up and turned towards the direction where Chase pointed to for their respective sides. Grinning, she watched as he walked past, teasing her. She rolled her eyes playfully and just as he passed her, she lightly tapped his arm playfully with her free hand. "Well see," she called out, turning back to her phone and setting the timer for it. She set the time for two minute, and after giving Amy and the boys a look, she hit the button. "All right, two minutes on the clock; once it starts beeping--which we should be able to hear since the volumes up--we start shooting! Good luck, and let the best women win!" Giving a short wave to the boys, she quickly turned to Amy, smirked in her direction, and started towards their side at a quick jog.

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College Students:

Chardonnay Nicholas || Ace Harrison || Max Carter || Niko Connor || Toni Locklear

Teachers:

Jonathan Hall || Leo Fletcher

Academy Staff:

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Chocolate War! Jan 31, 2016 21:39:42 GMT -5

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Post by Kenzie on Jan 31, 2016 21:39:42 GMT -5

”Okay, so the first to run out of ammo loses? Or the first to use up all their ammo first?” Amy asked for clarification, as she went over the rules again in her head. Oh, this was going to be so much fun! She posed for the pictures with Max and the boys, making eyes over at Clint during the shots he was in and the ones she was in. She had half a mind to ask Max if he was single, even though she was taken. She wanted to know! A boy that attractive surely had to have a partner! Especially when he showed so much passion for what he was doing, and he was smart, to boot! Attractive, smart, and independent were three of Amy’s most desired traits in a partner! At Max’s comment, Amy snorted.

”What?! Are you comparing your potential future boyfriend to me? Max, I don’t know how to break this to you, but I am taken!” She giggled before she could even finish the sentence as she pat her friend on the butt. While the boys took poses to be serious and cool, Amy didn’t hold back in her poses. Sure she had a few ‘normal’ ones, but the majority of the pictures hse posed for were overtly sex and overdramatically funny, including her almost licking the gun in her hands, and winking flamboyantly at the camera. One of the pictures involved her making a kissy face right at Max’s cheek, with her grinning over at the camera man, you’re going down, buddy, written right on her cocky expression.

”Aww, damn! You’re right, Max! The streaks could have been so cool, especially if they were pink! Because pink and chocolate go together so cool!” She said, heading over to their side. She took aim with her gun at the other side as she ran backwards, as though preparing for a surprise attack, getting into the mindset of someone on the battlefield almost too easily.

”YOU’RE GOING DOWN, BOYS! I hope you like cold water!” She shouted, not stopping when they reached their side, instead, opting to find the first form of cover she could.

Amy O'Neal || Todd Bennett || Chad Richardson || Arthur Summers || Hallie Grey || Clementine Coleman

Cliff Arkwright || Ash DeCosta || Shyanne Volle || Seamus MacAlister || Savannah Nieto || Daemon Jeong

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Chocolate War! Feb 5, 2016 0:50:58 GMT -5

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Post by pierce on Feb 5, 2016 0:50:58 GMT -5

Clint made a few practice waves of his cloth, tucking it in to his pocket and quick-drawing it out a couple times. Didn't hurt to get a feel of it, since he already had experience with target practice. The girls were going to be sorry they were being so sure of themselves, though, if they mentioned it they'd probably call it cheating. Clint just called it trial testing! Granted, he figured with a camera in one hand and squirt gun in the other it would make things pretty difficult... but if it came down to it he could wave his cloth and set the camera over by the cooler with the phones when he needed a reload, no sweat.

He nodded to Chase as he set up the field, chuckling inwardly at his mention of needing to stratagize. Really, pull trigger - shoot chocolate at opposing team member didn't take much planning - but hey, if it turned out that the girls were better opponents than they thought, Clint could cook up a few ideas with his war buddy. Following Chase's example, he picked out a water bottle and got in a good chug of it, a little trailing out the corner of his mouth and down his neck. It sent a chill through his body which was halted the moment he shrugged his shoulder up to put a stop to it. He pulled the bottle away with a refreshed sigh and quickly marked the label with his initials, setting it back in the cooler to keep it nice and chill for later.

"Okay, so quick run down everyone - wave your cloths for time out and reloads, no prolonged hiding, no face shots, no wasted ammo, and no sore losers. First to use up all their ammo wins!" Clint announced just to make everything crystal clear. "I'm gonna mark our ammo with an X. Max and Amy, your ammo is marked with an O. Remember to use your own ammo or you will be helping us beat you, not like we'll need it, but - just a reminder." he explained as he marked the cartons, making sure the letters were prominent - ending with a toothy smile directed at the ladies as he tossed the marker over by the phones.

If this war went as well as it was beginning, they'd have some seriously fond memories to look back on - and they'd have photographic proof to boot! "All sounds great to me!" Clint adjusted his own goggles and grinned at the three, all rearing to go and kick each other's butts with chocolate squirt guns - it was like a silly dream or something that you wake up from and just have to laugh at. That was that - Max started up the timer and gave them even more motivation to prove her wrong. "Yeah, let the best women accept defeat!" he countered playfully, elbowing Chase before beginning the jog over to their side.

Now was the best time as ever to bring up the obvious - "So, extra incentive huh? You didn't tell me how well you two hit it off on that first date. Dude. You really like this girl, it's all over the both of you." he just had to get it out, better now than when they were hosing the losers down with icy water! Though his emphasis got a little lost between strides, he knew that Chase knew what he was getting at. He wasn't going to say anymore, lest he throw off Chase's A-game and in turn, his own - but still, how dull did he think he was? Not that he was an expert in this department, but he had a good feeling about things and there was definitely some major chemistry going on between his best friend and Max. It was pretty interesting. He would have to bring it up again, if only to see Chase brighten up - just like he'd do for him by mentioning Wyatt in a context that wasn't totally hopeless.

Once they reached their respective side, Clint slowed his pace and steadied his breathing. He got a gander of the tree tops, looking around to notice just how climbable they all were, something they could really use to their advantage. Readying himself for the sound of the distant beeping, he secured his camera's strap further over his shoulder for now. "If we end up getting either of them over to this side we could do a lot with these trees. Shields, camouflage, altitude - great choice man. Tactical thinking."

Last Edit: Feb 5, 2016 2:09:46 GMT -5 by pierce

the Girls:
Tamara Dudley * Cleo Leon * Julietta 'Remy' Polait * Eloise Temple, PI * Perla Mercer * Lynn Goodwin * Lilith Peters

the Guys:
Bennett Dudley * Elliot Sadler * Lance Fleece * Clay Carpet * Wade Rawlson * Sylvan Peters * Clint Clark * Miles Lambert * Marty Rivers * Calvin Powell

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Chocolate War! Feb 5, 2016 17:25:14 GMT -5

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Post by Lori on Feb 5, 2016 17:25:14 GMT -5

Chase grinned and pat Clint's shoulder. Of course they were going to win; the girls were just refusing to admit it. They could be cute and cocky all they wanted. But in the grand scheme of things, Chase and Clint were pros at things like this. They played the video games and were sneaky enough to pull off pranks. This war was going to be no different. He didn't even have to say anything in order to agree with Clint, he just laughed about it. Wasn't it that obvious the boys were going to kick the girls' butts? Oh well. They'd just have to learn the hard way. He followed Clint towards their side of the battlefield, briefly scoping the area while there was still the opportunity. But leave it to Clint to already start teasing Chase about Max.

"Dude trust me, if a girl actually agrees to a chocolate war, you stop questioning and just do," he told him. He figured that was all he needed to say on the subject matter right now. Chase was never one to go into a lot of details about how his dates went. Partially because most of the time there wasn't much to tell and partially because that just wasn't how he rolled. So it was completely different heading back to the dorm after his date and having so much to tell. But Chase didn't want to blow anything up or make it seem like a bigger deal than it was. But he should have known better; with Clint around, he was never going to let Chase live this down! With all the playful teasing Chase would do every once in a while about Clint and Wyatt, he was probably overdue for some payback. "Don't worry about me, man. Just cause Max is cool doesn't mean I'm not gonna let her have it. And I'm pretty sure it's safe to say Amy has it in for you." He added with a laugh, "I think you need to be way more worried about her!" He would have teased Clint about Amy, how he could've sworn he saw her making some sorta eye at him, but Clint's heart was set on Wyatt. Chase was just his wingman, not a matchmaker. Either way, it was safe to say that neither boy was going to let either girl throw them off their game. Besides, would the girls be talking about this on their way to hiding? Chase doubted it. They probably talked all the time anyway.

Chase ducked behind a tree first, with Clint not too far behind. There was probably under a minute left by now before the timer went off and they had to make sure to take Amy and Max by surprise. Chase briefly glanced to his friend, who was no doubt making sure he had Wyatt Eyes completely under control. Gah, Chase couldn't believe he just referred to the camera by its actual name in his head. He shook it off before briefly peaking towards the other end from behind the tree and then ducking behind another one. In case they did hear them at all, might as well keep them guessing as to where exactly anything was coming from. And it's make the first official attack that much sweeter. "Too bad we have a rule about hiding for too long, or else one of us could play distraction while the other climbed and aimed from up there," he lowered his voice. Though with a small enough tree, that could probably work. Or it would just depend how fast they could move and how long they exactly stayed in the tree for. The trees worked for them, but Chase had no doubt that Amy and Max might be thinking the same thing about the multiple bushes on their side. For all Chase knew, one of them was thinking a similar strategy to him. It was probably safe to say that the girls were not to be underestimated. Though, Chase was suddenly wishing he and Clint had walkie talkies on them. That would make strategizing in between shots a little easier in case they ended up distant from each other. But when would there be time to communicate anyhow? Chad ducked behind one more tree and stayed there before sending a glance to his bro. "Ready man? Let's kick ***." He set his finger on the trigger and readied his position, prepared to attack as soon as the timer went off. Five...four...three...two...one.... DING. At the very first sighting of one of the girls - he couldn't tell which one right away, but he definitely saw someone's arm - he pulled the trigger and shot the chocolate. Chase didn't even take a second to see who it was before sliding out of the way to miss a shot aimed at him, barely missing the next tree over to use as a shield for the next incoming attack.

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