"Stiles, Lydia, Jackson, there are a lot of people I wouldn't put it past if they had any reason, but none of them remember a thing."
Although it's only your first day, Beacon Hills already feels like home. Now that you've enjoyed your tour, it's time to meet your fellow classmates!
"I think only we can hear the voice. You can hear it, right? The one that keeps talking about how excited she is for you?"
"It's not everything, it's just you. They think you're a new student, like the voice said. That's it. I don't know why I can hear it."
That's enough of Danny, Juliet. Find someone who's actually interested. There are so many available students.
"...I guess that's a decent reason why."
Oh, look! It's Allison Argent! Although Allison herself only arrived in Beacon Hills two years ago, she's made the place her home. Founder of the BHSS archery club, avid fan of the lacrosse team, and an expert in military history, Allison is as dedicated to the pursuit of physical prowess as she is to her studies.
"Hey, Danny. Is this the new girl? I'm Allison, Allison Argent."
She offers her hand. It looks delicate, but there's no denying the strength there.
"I think maybe I should get to class. It was nice meeting you, Juliet."
She gives a half-hearted wave, hurt that you ignored her. Allison was used to this, once, when she had to move to a new school once a year. There was always gossip, and drama, and she had never let herself get involved. She kept to herself. Now, you've reminded her of that. You still have many opportunities with your other classmates, though, don't fret!
"Out of what, one hundred? How do I improve these stats." She asks the Narrator.
She nods to Derek, thinking... "Thank you for stopping me. I don't have much control. It's really hard doing this alone, with no pack. But. Thank you for not letting me hurt anyone."
Ahhhhhh. That was awful.
"Invisibility? Okay then." She moves on. "I don't think we can get out. I mean. If it's done all this, and brought people back to life... it's powerful. I think I need to... play along? Bang the Big Bad. Or something."
"Speaking of. Did you know that Derek Hale is the History Teacher?"
Juliet feels bad about ignoring the once dead Allison earlier... buuut. No, Thank You, Hunter Girl.
Jackson is a dick, one time he purposefully tripped her over in the cafeteria because she was taking too long...
She has no idea who Gabe and Brian are... pass.
It'd be fun to take Brett down a few... but this is not the aim of the game.
Liam? ...No. She'd feel bad about beating him. Also she might hurt him. He's a puppy...
Juliet rises an eyebrow to Cora Hale, who is very cute and also a werewolf. "Challenge accepted."
You and Cora are not evenly-matched. She has better training, which means every controlled motion is more efficient, more effective. But your lack of control manifests as greater power, and the two of you cede the lead back and forth equally.
Your Strength has increased to 10.
"I haven't spoken to Lydia yet, but that doesn't surprise me at all. Uh. It's exactly what I'm used to. I grew up in a town near identical to this one."
To the Narrator: "Give me the details on what Kira likes and all that relationship stuff. Though. Isn't she with Scott?"
Jackson is impressed by shows of superiority: Strength or Intelligence impress him if you aren't modest about it. He likes dominant personalities that depend on him for something.
Allison likes people who are sweet but strong-willed, with a bit of a mischievous streak. You should increase Charm.
Isaac is difficult to impress unless you achieve an impressive feat using one of the three stats.
Gwen is impressed by Charm and Intelligence; if you can keep her engaged in conversation despite her own weakness in those two, you win.
Scott wants to see self-sufficiency and empathy; middling Charm and the right words will help you here.
Cora wants to see those who can keep up with her, and who don't need coddling. Increase Strength, keep Charm low.
Liam looks for someone who can offer a cooler head when he's in hot water. Increase Intelligence and keep Strength low.
"It doesn't want to talk to me. I'm hearing what it's telling you. That's my guess, anyway. I'm hearing way too much about Jackson Whittemore's taste."
You waste your time chattering away with a woman who isn't interested in you. Soon enough, you can get back to romance.
Your relationship with Matt has increased to 5! Would you like to eliminate all relationships below 1?
"Sorry about this whole setup. Taking pictures for grades is a little...I don't know. The fact that they let me use my camera instead of playing with brushes is plenty, though."
"Well when I was five I broke into my cousins bedroom and stole one of his antique cameras... my dad caught me playing with it and eventually got me my own. But I didn't really get into it seriously until I was around eight. I'm aiming for an Art Major at Duke. How about you?"
Juliet looks at them all carefully. They really remind her of... her dungeon to be honest. Creepy. And oddly calming.
"They're good. Really capture a sort of dark tone. I like it."
She pulls out her camera and shows him the screen.
"This set is kinda similar. Though more focused on..." pain, "control."
"Well, I have you two now, doesn't that count as better?"
She pulls out her portfolio and lays it on the table.
"I took this a couple of weeks ago. Not really sure about it..." She visibly hesitates for a moment before she shows it to them both. "I think it might be too violent for my college application portfolio."
The picture is... yes, very violent. It's pretty much the aftermath of one of her full moon and many other full moons before it. They're shots of the view from inside her cell.
...she addresses the Narrator. "Uh. This isn't very romantic, is it?"
"Well, think of it as a trial run. I've been thinking about it, and I don't think the Nemeton could pull off something on this scale. It might be a personal hallucination which it's really doing a lot of detail work for. That doesn't explain me and the others perfectly, but if it's a shared hallucination, that could work...we're still tossing around some theories."
Juliet raises her hand in a pathetic attempt at a welcome to Derek, still feeling massively awkward. She shuffles away from the door a bit.
Kira: she likes Kira. But really doesn't think that talking to her would be conducive to ending the whole thing.
Uh. Josh? She knows his face and is pretty sure that they've had classes together. But like. Pass.
Stiles? ....no.
Boyd though! Boyd she likes. They were kinda friends. They ate lunch together a lot when he was.. not a werewolf. And you know. Alive. She stares at him for a moment, really committing his face to memory.
And Isaac. Well. Juliet knows that feeling well. So she quickly whispers to Corey and Mason. "Distract Hale for me?"
"Yup, a bunch. My dad and I restored it from a bunch of scrap years ago. Though now he makes me service it regularly by myself as a sort of condition of ownership. It's... calming though. I usually do it once a month, near the full moon. Helps with the control. Not much, but a little."
Juliet laughs. "If you're think you're prepared for that." She jumps over the bar and goes straight to the top shelf, grabbing two bottles. "So I have no idea what these are, but." She opens one and takes a swig, then makes a face and appropriate disgusted sounds. She hands the other bottle to Isaac.
Juliet laughs then and takes a chug of the Unknown and Questionable Top Shelf Liquor. She coughs a bit, and then walks back around from the bar towards the stereo. Are they the only people in the bar right now, apart from Hayden and Mason, who she has not failed to notice.
"I've never been to a dance club before! I was home schooled before starting high school and... very sheltered. Meaning, I had shit enough control that my dad kept me pretty much on house arrest till I was thirteen, which meant no friends, which meant no bars. But. The drinking?" She laughs. "I have an older cousin who is the Worst Influence."
Juliet takes him on his word and laughs at his phrasing. "I had fun. Thank you for coming with me. I know we just met," from his perspective anyway, "but.. you've made me feel really welcome." She stands up on her toes and gives him a small kiss on his cheek. "Next time then?" And she steps away from him.
Your Charm is 20!
Your Strength is 10!
Your Intelligence is 10!
Your relationship with Cora is 5! Your relationship with Isaac is 3! Your relationship with Matt is 8!
Cora wants to see those who can keep up with her, and who don't need coddling. Increase Strength and Intelligence, keep Charm low.
Isaac wants to see impulsiveness, daring, and recklessness. Increase Strength and Charm, keep Intelligence low.
Matt wants to see interesting conversation, literary references, assertiveness and a certain amount of coyness. Increase Intelligence and Charm, keep Strength low.
"...that's a lot of people." She is so tempted. They could be strangers or convicted criminals... she could do it.
She looks down at her hands and thinks. Matt, Erica, Boyd, Allison, Sean, Brett and that Gabe dude. Are their lives worth more than the lives of twelve human strangers? Could she do that?
"It's not okay. No. But there's a chance for me to...fix it." She stops and then continues. "If someone you cared about died and you had the chance to bring them, and a bunch of other people, back to life... would you? I mean. I'd have to maybe, possibly- probably- kill twelve other people, strangers, to do it." She looks at him. "If it were you that were dead. Would you want me to do that?"