Camping RP

This rp is obviously what you all think it is about c:


You all know the drill, yes? ^^
Story format, please! It's fun to get into the Character's minds, because I'm sure we're all creepy like that .w.

Helen was a good driver... When she was driving an actual car. When she was driving an RV? Oh, no. She was horrid. And she hardly even realized it. In fact, she was more interested in her plots to get Byron to sleep with her. She was already trying to seduce him~ She'd specifically worn a nice, tight little skimpy outfit.

With no sunblock or bug spray.

Was it obvious she'd never gone camping? Yes. Yes, I think it was.

Thankfully, she wasn't far from the campsite. The ride of horror was almost over. "I'm so glad you decided to come. It'll be nice, just the two of us... Here... Sharing a bed... Alone~" She shot the quickest smirk in history to Byron before putting her eyes back on the road where they belonged.

Byron was gripping the armrests of his seat quite tightly... Jesus, he was driving on the way back! "didn't you say your brother was coming...?"

"Jules has a tent. He'll be fine out there." Helen made a mental note to lock all the doors and windows at night. If it rained, she didn't want her brother thinking he could come into the RV when she and Byron might be... Bow chicka wow-wow~ "And he's only my half brother"

"What difference does it make?" Byron sighed. He could already feel himself becoming congested... This was going to be a very long couple of days.
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Bryce was driving like a maniac. It was surprising he hadn't gotten himself killed yet let alone his passenger. It didn't matter though, these were like weird old dirt roads that were only for the campground~ Nothing bad could happen, right?

"That I'm barely related to him! He has absolutely no say over anything I do... Not that he cares, but still." Thank god, Helen spotted the campground and pulled in to get all the paperwork taken care of. It took all of two seconds to pay and get her parking pass and lot assignment. Then she was back to Byron. "Oh, and did you remember to pack your allergy meds?"

Damaris had an iron grip on her seatbelt and chair as Bryce drove. She knew her boyfriend was an insane driver, but she never really knew that he was this insane. She let out squeaks, and groans as he drove. "God, Bryce, could you drive like you're NOT trying to kill us?"

"Yes, I have them... But they don't always help. Hopefully they'll allow me to breath this time around."
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"Oh come on, nothing's going to happen. When would we get to drive this fast on a normal road?" He grinned, actually turning to look at Damaris rather than keeping his eye on the road. "I'd of gotten a ticket!"

(Bryce, you duck : You're gonna run into something)

"Oh, you poor thing," now that she was in camp, Helen was driving a lot slower and a lot better. So, she took one hand off the wheel and rubbed Byron's leg. "I hope this trip isn't too bad. I really just wanted to spend some more time with you... Alone... All day... All night..."

"Ticket, shmicket!" She cried. "You're driving way to fast and I-" she looked over at him, horror in her eyes. "..I'm glad you're enjoying the view but could you do that later and NOT try to kill me today?!"

"In that case I imagine we'll both be up... With all my wheezing that is... And I still doubt I'll fit in that pull out bed." He was just grumpy enough for that to go over his head. Besides, Helen had been pretty persistent with her stance on the whole 'sleeping together thing', so he hadn't expected her to seriously crack.
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"relax! These roads are pretty straight, nothing's gonna happen." He had yet to slow down, but at least his eyes were on the road...
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Ursula stepped out of her cab (Yes she took a cab. Her car was not built for this sort of terrain and she didn't want to destroy it.) She grabbed her things... She wasn't exactly sure what everything was for, but it was recommended by someone at that one sporting goods store. All she really knew was her freaking backpack was too big to possibly be practical. Not that she was too worried about that, considering her dress... Very short shorts and a tank top. At least she was wearing hiking boots...

"Oh, yes... Very pleasant. I should've brought vapor rub... And we can try, at least. We'll suffocate if we try to sleep in the actual bedroom." The 'bedroom' was little more than a crawl space with a big fluffy mattress for a floor. The room made Helen claustrophobic, and the ceiling was too low for any... Anythin interesting. Or so she thought. Helen still wasn't sure of the particulars. She just knew she needed condoms and a lot of allergy pills.
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Jules, on the other hand, had arrived the previous day. He was truly roughing it. Sleeping in a tent in the designated 'safe zone' not far from camp, but far enough to where he could appreciate nature a bit more. He wasn't even going to start a fire unless he had to. It was incredibly warm out, and he would only be there for the weekend, so he saw no point.

He wasn't sure when Helen would be arriving, but he knew the first place she'd go was the camp store. He'd check there later~

"Those are filthy lies, especially with you behind the wheel." She gripped on to his arm. "When we come home, I'm driving."

"Oh come on! This is the only fun I'll have this weekend... I sunburn too easily. I don't want to end up looking like some pussy, like Kurt..."
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"I'm pretty sure my nose touches the ceiling in the bedroom..."
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Not seeing anyone else around immediately, Ursula simply dropped the heavy bag where it was, then sat on it. She wasn't dumb enough to attempt to put it together herself. She'd either get someone to do it for her, or observe someone else. She'd already taken a glance at the directions and they were horribly confusing.

She laughed, "My nose touches the ceiling in there! It definately doesn't allow for much, uh... Movement~" at last, Helen spotted their lot. But, then she realized another problem. "... Byron, how do I park this thing?"

She laughed a little before nudging his arm. "You think freckles will make you look like a pussy? Freckles are cute, and Kurt is adorable. He's not a pussy, watch what you say about Family!"

He shrugged "Exactly, doesn't matter if he doesn't like me, he's stuck with me... And they will!"
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"... Well that probably wouldn't help with my allergies either..."

She groaned and rolled her eyes, then unbuckled her seatbelt. "Can you just try to park it? I'll stand outside and tell you if we're in the lot."

"They will not! C'mon, we'll put some sunblock on your face, and we'll go hiking~ Pleeeeeeeeeeease~?!"

"You're going to make me wear sunblock and a dorky hat? What's next socks and sandals? High waisted pants? A bad haircut?"
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"But you're so tiny, I might not see you! What if I back over you?~"

"I am not that tiny!.. But, I could always just flap my arms like a crazy woman, and yell shrilly."

She rolled her eyes. "Oh, stop being over dramatic. It's just sunscreen! C'mon, it'll be fun, all you ever do is stay home all day and play on your phone." She pouted.

"that would be pretty entertaining~" he smirked, unfastening his seat belt.
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"I don't! I spend time with you too... And text you~"

"And I'm pretty sure no one would bother us if they thought we were both insane,"

She smiled meekly and felt her face heat up. "C'mon, Bryce, at least try comin out once? For me~?"