#rme: camp01

[rmyejun-blog]

deviate

@rmyunseo

( / it's hell and then some: head cased in a dull throb, mouth dry, haphazard cockatoo hair, hangover glory at its best. clearly from the way moon jiyeon's voice cuts red and shrill like a siren there's not an ounce of sympathy to be found, for him or for anyone ) ( / as yejun hastily shoves this and that for carry, he casts a withering look at what yunseo is packing into the little bit of space left in the backpack. )  ( / any residual punch-drunk bliss from pre-gaming has long dissipated, exasperation  and the dead weight of reality sinking deep into place. ) really? is that what you’re bringing? 

[rmyunseo]

cloister berry

@rmharim ( the shack )

( / * one. more. year. every step was another word repeated with this makeshift mantra. one more year of this specifically-gumi typa dramatic-ass event, and she’d be done. one more year and then she could potentially be one of the osprey members shoveling various methods of torture upon the unsuspecting undergrads. the thought keeps her going, until she can see a ratty old shack in the distance--ish. her night vision was never that good. \ ) ( / * various members of her cabin were scattered about the map, probably, but as of right now she was solo. she needs a little bit of solitary, right now--lest she go a little crazy otherwise. \ ) ( / * it’s either she get a little alone time (jugeum doesn’t count, of course), or she shares company with someone so bright and energetic that it raises her terrible mood, if just a little. \ )

( / * there’s someone already at the checkpoint, though. yunseo inhales through her teeth until she really gets a good look at who it is-- \ ) “oh. harim. you’ve made it so far! and by yourself?!”  ( / * it’s one of those events where inter-legacy interaction isn’t side-eyed, so she feels her shoulders relax, the muscles in her forearms ease. \ )  “it feels kind of weird just being able to talk like this doesn’t it--”

[rmtaejoon-blog]

・。GO FALL IN A DITCH・*

「  @rmdanbi​  」

There were just three little things that weren’t really going for Taejoon at 4:30 AM.

He was carrying all the equipment in long sleeves and jeans.

He was also carrying Danbi.

The hurdles were bigger than he thought.

He let out a heavy sigh amongst all the breaths his lungs were forcing in and out of him. Danbi had evidently rolled or sprained her ankle after they quickly decided to team up, leaving him no choice but to promptly offer to carry her. It was the “no man left behind” mindset more than chivalry, but in return she had promised to make sure that they’d be untouchable the whole way through. Intangibility was something he had thought only described overpriced and abstract art, but frankly her powers had made the trek absolutely smooth.

The steep hill was manageable, the grove of trees and rocky beach were events that he’d hopefully laugh about in three weeks, and they had passed the shack only minutes before he stopped to bend over completely and breathe. The torches were on the other side of the hurdles, which were going to be impossible for him considering he wasn’t able to mimic a rabbit or some shit. 

While he was busy breathing, he tipped over to get Danbi off his back and managed to croak out a simple question — just for clarification.

“ How the flying fuck are we supposed to get over those? ”

[rmfaye-blog]

tidal

@jiyeonrm

( txt / m. jiyeon ) just got the signal.  ( txt / m. jiyeon ) no one’s by the boats and they’re all totally wasted on the other side.  ( txt / m. jiyeon ) ready when you are! 

[realmonstersrp]

5:00 AM, MUUIDO ISLAND.

Well kids! Looks like you’ve all managed to reach the finish line in one piece, though we can’t say it was done all that gracefully...however! (Hopefully) You have everything that you need to camp out for the rest of the night and enjoy this beautiful lunar eclipse that you would have missed otherwise.

AND NOW...FOR OUR RESULTS...

THE CABIN WHO CAME IN THIRD PLACE IS...CABIN RED!

Congratulations! With your collected points, your rewards include a two-person canoe with oars and half a bag of rations!

NEXT, OUR RUNNER UP IS...CABIN BLUE!

Congratulations! With your collected points, your rewards include TWO three-person canoes with oars and a bag of rations!

FINALLY, THE WINNER OF THIS RACE IS...

CABIN BLACK!

Congratulations! With your collected points, your rewards include a spacious 6-person motorboat for your use as well as two bags of rations!

FOR THE REST OF Y’ALL, you have a choice between sharing two flimsy paddle boards with the rest of your cabinmates, or one (1) twin-sized air mattress with a single pool noodle as a means to travel to your next destination.

Have fun!

Good job everyone! The first part of the event is finally complete. The second part will occur at another location and will be up very soon, so keep an eye out for the details.

In the meantime, here’s how we tallied up everyone’s points:

CABIN BLUE

Song Jaemin: +2 (Starter), +3 (8+ Replies)

Kang Miyoung +2 (Replying to Starter), +3 (8+ Replies)

Total: 12 POINTS

CABIN PURPLE

Ryu Maya: +2 (1st Thread Starter)

Park Sejun: +1 (1st Thread)

Harukawa Mitsuru: +1 (1st Thread)

Nam Junseo: +2 (1st Thread Reply to Starter)

Xu Junhao: +1 (1st Thread), +2 (Replying to Starter)

TOTAL: 9 POINTS

CABIN GREEN

Cho Taejoon: +2 (Starter)

Total: 2 POINTS

CABIN YELLOW

Nam Daeil: +4 (Starter X2)

Total: 4 POINTS

CABIN RED

Nam Jaehwan: +2 (Replying to Starter)

Kim Yeseul: +2 (Replying to Starter)

Noh Yejin: +2 (Replying to Starter)

Han Jiwon +2 (Starter)

Yue Wenyan: +2 (Starter)

Total: 10 POINTS

CABIN BLACK

Zhou Xiaoli: +2 (Starter), +4 (Replying to Starting X2)

Cody Kang: +2 (Starter), +1 (Prompt)

Kim Yejun: +8 (Starter X4), +3 (8+ Replies), +1 (Completing)

Kim Yujin: +4 (Replying to Starter X2)

Lim Yunseo +6 (Starter X3), +2 (Replying to Starter), +3 (8+ Replies), +2 (Completing X2)

Total: 38 POINTS

CABIN ORANGE

Jung Harim: +2 (Replying to Starter)

Total: 2 POINTS

CABIN PINK

Min Hyunjin +2 (Starter)

Himemiya Sayuri +2 (Replying to Starter)

Total: 4 POINTS

[rmjiwon]

‘ dog days ,

( + @rmyeseul @rmjongil )

( / he wakes up to the acrid smell of smoke, and it isn’t until it starts coiling in his lungs that he jumps to a start, a dream within a dream of an announcement he most definitely heard in jiyeon’s voice warring with his alcohol and drug-induced hangover to be the primary cause of his present headache. ) ( / right, that’s not the point. the point is that the game’s already started, he’s already behind, and there’s only one body knocked out on in his vicinity when there should be two. ) fuck. ( / he groans, feeling particularly and uncomfortably suffocated as he roots through the near-empty cabin, one hand clutching the strap of his equipment in a fist and the other hovering over yeseul’s shoulder. ) hey, c’mon, wake up! we have to get going. grab your shit— ( / he grabs the bag for her, fumbling with his free hand for his cell phone, wedging it between his ear and his shoulder as he takes in his surroundings. ) ( / a door nearly burnt to a crisp, the proximal walls scorched, flames still licking the old paint job. ( definitely yejin. ) a smashed window they could take advantage of. an empty bed that jongil would, on a good day, actually be in. ) ( / he reaches his hand out, presses his palms to the corner of the shattered window and watches impatiently as it whittles away into dust, the opening made larger and his phone still ringing, unanswered. ) hello? jongil? where are you? can you make it back within thirty seconds or can you meet us? (/ us has an odd ring to it, but jiwon supposes unplanned fires and dangerous races at four-thirty in the morning are good circumstances for an unlikely team to be born. )

[rmyejun-blog]

fourfiveseconds

@rmxiaoli

( / it's only a matter of time before they'd see it: full moon, blood moon soon to hover in the sky ) ( / he's speeding at the pace of pulses, fully maxed out on desperation ) ( / the dim flickering of a torch ablaze is slowly becoming visible and—fuck, is he about to cry? he’s going to fucking cry. ) ( / cabin black surrounds him within a tangible radius, from the front or behind ) ( / the sound of footsteps grows louder and louder until suddenly it matches with his. uh. ) ( / in momentary panic—all thanks to the trauma from the shack just a few minutes prior— yejun nearly swivels his head to look and it’s none other than one of the two alpha pricks they’ve got with them. ) ( / somehow he can summon the energy and oxygen to scoff ) where the fuck have you been? 

[rmyejun-blog]

takes all

@rmyujin

( / nike slides and ankle socks is a fashion faux pas yejun has sworn to never make in his entire life, but here's a bit of irony for you: he thinks that would have been better than the flimsy dollar flip flops he'd slipped on ) ( / sprinting over a rocky terrain have left the straps nearly torn from the soles, and his feet hurt like hell ) ( / but it's not over till it's over, and it won't be until the duffle bag of tent poles, bug repellent and a pack of vegan-friendly marshmallows some pretentious tree hugger had shoved in there is set down by the finish line ) ( / of course, with the way yujin is speeding along, ponytail bouncing with every step, it probably won't be over at all until she's knee deep into the fucking yellow sea ) ( / there's a joke here somewhere, about how neither of them had felt this adrenaline rush at any point of their short-lived relationship, but nothing of that sort peaks in his brain except pure elation when the slant-roof of the shack comes into view ) fucking finally. ( / a glance behind him: not a bobbing head in sight. ) ( / shouts: ) let’s pick up the pace c’mon! 

[rmyunseo]

offbeat resonance

@rmxiaoli ( rocky beach )

( / * so if she’s already seen yejun and yujin on the road, at some point the world’s gotta bring cody or jaein or xiaoli crashing into her life, right? yunseo’s pretty certain that they might have headed off before her and gotten a head start, what with the debacle of forgetting jugeum at the cabin and everything. \ ) ( / * it’s as she’s brooding about the setback that she sees the back of his head. she tries hard not to smack him right across it. \ )  “i blame you, xiaoli! if you weren’t so squeamish i would have kept jugeum in the cabin and yejun and i wouldn’t have forgotten to bring him in the craziness of this race!”  ( / * but to have gone what she’s gone through--maybe this is one situation in which leaving jugeum behind might have been the better idea. a chunk of her time is spent trying to get him from place to place, leaving only 3 fingers between both hands for practical use. but you’d never catch her say that out loud. that’s xiaoli might have had a point, that is. \ )

“but i suppose you’re useful--at least with this part.”  ( / * the look cast over the rocky shore is analytical. any of these rocks could be loose, leading to a sprained ankle or a gashing leg wound. neither sound appealing. \ ) ( / * rocky terrain is a challenge in general. balancing her own safety with the safe passage of jugeum? that’s going to be a doozy. yunseo chews on her bottom lip, thinking out loud. \ )  “you running this section with a partner yet, partner?”

[rmyunseo]

sail splits

aka yunseo & jugeum @ the sandy beach w/ the hurdles self para cause no one but god needs to witness this

this is nothing but clinical. there is no sort of inspiring rally or commendable perseverance; there is only yunseo, exhausted and incredulous, and jugeum, looking like there’s nothing wrong at all. and to him, there isn’t. he’s just standing there, slightly swaying in the stronger breeze that comes with being next to the water. there’s salt in the air, and the warm glow of the tiki torches actually doesn’t make her feel comforted or relieved. instead, she’s frustrated by the flames that tempt her with freedom and rest. by some miracle she’s made it thus far, though the credit is not solely hers for the claiming. “man, i really hope they make it here--” even better if they’re already across the finish line and just waiting for her to haul her ass on over.

at this point in the race it’s less about how fast she makes it over to the finish line and more about just getting herself there at all.

yunseo counts the hurdles, trying to figure out the best way to get them both across the long line of them. she’s already detached her threads once, which leave two more reattachments should she need them. but it shouldn’t be too hard--just awkward and time consuming

years of practice in maneuvering jugeum through various obstacles really has come in handy. as she raises her wrists, she watches as jugeum’s limbs tense with the slack being taken out of the threads attached to his joints.

left hand, index finger: first knuckle curl, flip of palm towards the sky, and then the release right hand, both strings on her thumb: movement up, then shift clockwise right hand, one string on her index finger: complete curl in until the the pad of her finger touches her palm

figuring out the proper movements on the first hurdle is the hardest part. once she’s gotten it down and learned to replicate them over and over again, it’ll be tremendously easier to handle. usually, she’s got more momentum, so all jugeum needs to do is leap, but with the unnatural height and spacing of the hurdles, things are a little more difficult. yunseo manages to get jugeum about five hurdles in before stopping him in the space between lest he get too far ahead.

with yejun carrying one of her two bags already, she’s only got her duffel bag, so yunseo tightens the strap until it’s pressing flush against her skin. she really doesn’t need anything extra hanging off her body and getting caught. vertically challenged was something her younger sister had called her, and that combined with the fact that she’s not the most athletic has yunseo hesitating before her first hurdle. it’s with a resigned sigh that she decides to just take the leap and probably look silly while she’s at it. she’s not one for straying from the path, especially since she still has a nasty (but fading) scar from trying to take a shortcut during an event similar to this one two years ago.

she’s learned.

on the first hurdle, the toe of her foot almost gets caught, but she manages to get her hands on the second one to stabilize herself before she actually hurts herself. up ahead, jugeum stands solitary, only twitching slightly as the threads give a little more slack as she gets closer to where he’s standing. the torches? still flickering, still teasing.

slow and steady, and yunseo gets over the second one better. her form is probably still terrible, and she had to shimmy over the top bit at one point, but no one can say that she didn’t follow the rules of getting over it without knocking it over. it counts--she has to pretend it does (or, nothing’s come flying out at her so yunseo assumes this is at the very least acceptable).

rinse and repeat, yunseo continues to advance over the hurdles, getting close and close to jugeum until she’s finally standing side by side with him. they’ve probably only made it about a quarter of the way through, but the movements are familiar to her by now, so yunseo continues with this method: sending jugeum through a section of the hurdles first, before pausing him and taking her own sweet time to catch up. by the time they get to the halfway point, she’s starting to feel a soreness in her limbs that were only a ghost with the previous obstacles, but are now demanding to be acknowledged with this one. it’s truly a test of endurance and stamina, but most people probably don’t also have to also get another thing over the hurdles along with themselves.

three-fourths of the way through and she makes the executive decision for a break. it feels like they’ve been doing this for the past hour, but in reality it’s only been about fourteen minutes. damn her short-ass-legs, this is why she could never do track in school.

but the end is near, and yunseo starts to feel a surge of energy; it must be pure adrenaline at this point because she’s exhausted, still sleepy, and starting to feel a little queasy (from what’s left of last night still in her body, or just nausea from all the factors of today combined, she’s not sure). by now, the only thing driving her forward is stubborn will and that competitiveness that she had started the race off with.

just a few more--and she’d be done. just a few more and she could lie down and wait for this god-forsaken “vacation” to be over.

[rmyejun-blog]

double trouble

@rmyeseul

( / they're renegades sprinting through the dark, the burn of inhale-exhale in their lungs and the adrenaline rush surging at dizzying speeds ) ( / at the blink of an eye, yejun shifts, human to hunter, momentum pushing and pushing until he’s in the thick of the grove of trees that loom above them ) ( / the sight of the back of yeseul’s head as she’s covering ground only spurs acceleration, the need to chase and be chased leveled up by several notches. ) ( / when the distance between them breaks down from a foot to half a foot to a hair of a centimeter, a terribly familiar impulse resurfaces and they’re back under the hawk-sharp gaze of their grandmother in the enclosure of her wire-fenced backyard ) ( / shoulder to shoulder, it’s push, then push again. never mind the consequences. never mind that it’s unfair. now wouldn’t halmae be fucking proud. ) 

[rmyunseo]

clover scam

@rmyujin ( small thick grove of trees )

( / * she needs a minute--or maybe she just needs a painkiller. her hands at her side twitch, and she twists her body and arms simultaneously to maneuver jugeum to her side instead of right behind her. she plays with his limbs, curling the first knuckle of her right index finger and the full middle finger on her left, trying to see how low she can make him go. \ )  “maybe it’ll work if i have him...crawl through the grove?”  ( / * talking to herself will keep her sane, sure. her ponytail is decidedly Not as high and perky as it was when she left the cabin much earlier, and with a few small finger movements, she has jugeum walking forward, squinting to gauge just how they’re gonna make it through with all of his limbs still in tact. \ )

( / * it’s at this moment she feels eyes on her, and yunseo turns, unnerved. through the darkness she makes out features, and as the person gets closer-- \ )  “yujin! you in the mood for a partnership? i might need a little more of your help than you might need of mine, though.”  ( / * then, weakly: \ )  “cabin black solidarity...”