Eric McDevitt's Story

Eric really wasn't sure what he was suppose to do. He just kinda shrugged and made his way up to the house. He kinda just wanted to go walk on the beach or explore the forest maybe even go for a swim. He couldn't wait to get this little show started. The money that they had offered would help but mostly just to get away was why he did this. He really wasn't nervous but he tried to act it. When he reached the front door he messed up his hair. 'Don't want to look like I really care now do I.' He thought as he finally turned the door knob.

When he entered the house it really wasn't all that bad. The place had a pleasant smell to it he could get use to this. He turned a corner to go into the living room and saw three girls sitting on the couch completely quiet. He then leaned up against the frame of the door way "Little quiet in here don't you think?" After he asked the question he went and sat on the floor opposite of the girls.

Eric was unsure of what to do. "Yeah the island isn't all that bad." He really didn't care as long as he was away. "Well might as well introduce myself." He then got up and stretched once he was done "I'm Eric. It's nice to meet you all." He said this with a smile on his face. He moved over to the fridge and rummaged through it. "Hmm, there is quite a bit in here, yet there is nothing at the same time." He finally decided on a Dr.Pepper. He walked back to where he had been sitting and opened the can, then sat down. He stared out the window for a few seconds then turned to look at all of the other kids in the room. "This should be a fun game, right?" he said closing his eyes as if not really wanting to look at them. He opened them and gave a smirk. 'This will be fun.' was the thought running through his head.

Ava looked at the clock, it was eight already. She took a deep shaky breath and replied to Eric, "Yeah, sure I guess it will be fun." Ava glanced at the clock once more. It was time for them to start. She had both dreaded and anticipated this moment for some time now. Truth or Dare promised to be as much fun as competitive and nerve racking. Ava looked around and Put on her best smile, "Well, I suppose I'll start." Ava glanced around the room she didn't know many names so she didn't have many people to select. Finally she turned to the guy who had grabbed himself a beer. Sitting up straight Ava grinned dangerously, "All right, Richard,Truth or Dare?"

(All right, so everyone gets truth or dared once. We may not even get to everyone for the sake of the speed of the rp. Just make sure not to repeat. Once you have completed your truth/dare you ask someone else, then they ask someone else, etc. etc.)

Eric looked at this and wondered who was more insane. "Well good luck I guess." He then stood up with his drink and went into the kitchen to find something to snack on. He rummaged through the cabinets for a few moments and came back into the room with a bag of chips. And sat down next to one of the girls. "So who's next then?" After the question was asked he started to eat the chips. He was careful as not to get any of the crumbs on the couch.

"Oh please Eric, I don't luck for Ava's Dare." He says, slipping the knife out of his boot and twirling it in his hands, the metal blade dancing in the light as the knife spins between Richard's fingers. While still spinning the blade, he takes aim at the bag of chips in Eric's hands, and stops the spinning motion with the blade facing downwards. from his sitting position, he throws the knife, stabbing the chip bag right out of Eric's hands and nailing it to the wall behind him, without harming Eric's fingers. "I have skills from living on the streets." He says, walking over to the wall. he rips the knife out of the wall, and hands Eric back his bag of chips, a nice clean hole in the bag, and none of the chips are chopped. He sits back down, and than looks around at the others "Alright... who's next..." He says, looking at each of the contestants with a eye that looks as if it's peering into your soul. "Scarlett, Truth or Dare?" He asks, a smirk on his face.