Let me take a #selfie!

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Who: Everyone!
What: Shaun's Nightmare Mingle Post
Where: Fyre Resort
When: Social Media Competition Weekend!
Warnings: As needed in the threads!

Welcome to the Fyre Resort! We hope you enjoy your stay, and all of our fine amenities, including gym, spa, pool, beach, and shuttle to a local theme park! Make sure that when you post, you include the tag #fyreresort per the contract you signed when you accepted our offer. Have fun! Relax! And of course, let us know if there is anything we can do to make your stay more comfortable.

Gym:
Do you like to work out? We sure hope so! Here you'll find any gym equipment your heart desires, perfect for the traveler who likes to stay in shape, whatever their fitness needs! And if all you want to do is jog a couple of steps or sit on a machine with a towel around your neck and take a selfie? We won't tell.

Spa
Need to relax? Stop in for a spa treatment! Facials, massages, manicures and pedicures, ...colonics? Hey, we don't judge! Whatever you need to to feel good, we're here for you! Don't forget to have our technicians snap a picture to show how relaxed you are!

Pool
Need we say more? Come swim, or stretch out poolside while the family plays! There's plenty of room for everyone to have a great time in our pools! Lifeguards are on duty from 8am to 10pm, and we even have a splash pool for the little ones! Remember to take pictures and make those memories last!

Beach
Grab a towel and head to the beach for a day in the sea, sun, and sand! Fyre Resort has beachside access from the ground floor, and beach chairs are available upon request. Don't miss the chance to dip your toes in the ocean. #beachlife, am I right??

Theme Park
Looking for a little excitement in your life? Hop on the shuttle and head over to Local Theme Park! Roller coasters, flumes, and other rides are sure to thrill you, and with no lines or waiting for this special weekend, you'll be coming back again and again! Ride photos are available at the end of each ride.

Food
Room service and fine dining are both available at Fyre Resort. A full bar is also available (must show valid ID!), and if you don't see something on the menu you like, just ask! We are happy to accommodate all dietary needs. Remember to tag the chef!

Day One Social Media Rankings: (Initial)
1. Mahir Gowda
2. Una Persson and Blanche Devereaux
3. Theon Greyjoy
4. Dorian Gray
5. Anna and Lester Sheehan
6. Francis Crozier and Thomas Jopson
7. Jonathan Strange
8. Shaun Mason and Family
9. Harry Goodsir

Day Two Social Media Rankings:
1. Shaun Mason and Family
2. Una Persson and Blanche Devereaux
3. Jonathan Strange
4. Mahir Gowda
5. Francis Crozier and Thomas Jopson
6. Theon Greyjoy
7. Anna and Lester Sheehan
8. Dorian Gray
9. Harry Goodsir

Final Standings!
1. Anna and Lester Sheehan
2. Una Persson and Blanche Devereaux
3. Mahir Gowda
4. Francis Crozier and Thomas Jopson
5. Shaun Mason and Family
6. Jonathan Strange
7. Harry Goodsir
8. Theon Greyjoy
9. Dorian Gray

[Feel free to use this post as a general mingle to come across friends, rivals, mortal enemies… And you don't have to just use these locations! There are all kinds of places you can run into each other! Have fun!]

Comments

[lieutenantsteward]

The cotton candy was bigger than his head. It was pink and fluffy and sticky, but God, it tasted so good. He had a mouthful of the stuff, a soda under his arm, as he approached his very grumpy colleague.

"Oh my god, would it kill you to smile?" he asked, shoving the soda at him. "You're at this park, with...oh hold up. Is that funnel cake?" He looked behind Crozier, pulling another strand of cotton candy out to place against his tongue.

[goingtobeunwell]

If Crozier hadn't developed a twitch before now, this weekend was going to put the final nail into that coffin. He looked at the soda in his hand, then around for somewhere to place it.

"I'm working," he grumbled, finally setting the drink onto the ground. He went back to making marks on his notepad, pointedly ignoring his partner who was filling his head with candyfloss.

"You're going to be sick. You still have to ride the damn coaster, remember?"

[lieutenantsteward]

"Stomach of iron!" he assured him. "You worry about your...nonsense. And I'll worry about having fun."

He gave him a pat on the shoulder and went to procure some of the funnel cake that smelled so good.

[goingtobeunwell]

"Nonsense! I'll have you know, this nonsense is what pays your bills!" he called after him.

He stared at the coaster and wondered if he could somehow engineer a way for the thing to get stuck on one of the loops while Jopson on it. It'd be good for the video.

Yes. Good for the video.

[lieutenantsteward]

"Whatever you say, Francis," he called over his shoulder.

When he returned, full of funnel cake, he tried to peer over the man's shoulder to his notebook. "How you even read that stuff is beyond me."

[goingtobeunwell]

Crozier snarled and went back to work. Francis. He ought to finally pop that little twit in his handsome face.

He went back to his work, finally settling into things and feeling somewhat better about the whole trip. Any chance to talk about centripetal force usually brightened his naturally glum state of mind.

And then he heard his voice again, and he slammed his book shut with annoyed grunt. "That stuff is what makes our sorry videos worth a damn."

[lieutenantsteward]

"No," he said, his mouth full of funnel cake. He had abandoned the pink monstrosity earlier in favor of his fried treat. "I'm what makes our sorry videos worth a damn." He took out his phone. "How much longer is this going to be?"

[goingtobeunwell]

Don't punch him, don't punch him, don't punch him -- even if it would be really satisfying and maybe completely worth it--

Crozier gestured to the coaster. "Go and shoot your footage for B roll, Tom. I'm nearly done with the script."

[lieutenantsteward]

Thomas gave him a long look. He absolutely hated when he called him Tom, like he was some sort of common person, but the man knew that. He held up his plate. "I'm not done with this," he insisted.

[goingtobeunwell]

Crozier grabbed the funnel cake and threw it over his shoulder. "There, you're done. Go take the bloody footage so I can go back to the hotel."

[lieutenantsteward]

Jopson actually gasped at him and threw him a withering look, but it was all he could do. He stormed off, phone in hand, and made his way to the coasters, shooting the footage he needed and trying not to think about how good it would feel to just push Crozier off of one.

[goingtobeunwell]

He waited at the exit of the ride, thrusting the script at Jopson as he stepped off. "There. Now let's set up the tripod and get this over with, mn?"

[lieutenantsteward]

Once their video was finished, Thomas had to admit that he was quite pleased with it. Though he wasn't pleased with Crozier putting in "Clothoid loop" in the script, as if he knew that it would mess up Thomas' flow. He was annoyed, but determined to make the rest of the time meaningful.

"Now I guess I have to edit it and make your script less...dull," he commented lightly, rolling his eyes as he watched a few of the takes on the phone.

[goingtobeunwell]

Crozier helped film the takes, trying not to laugh as Jopson stumbled over some of the more technical words. It was one of the few pleasures in life he still had, trying to make his business partner look like a fool.

"It's not dull," he replied sharply. He broke down the tripod and began folding it. "The script is good. If your delivery was less hammy then the science might actually be the star for a change."

[lieutenantsteward]

"Oh my god, it's not about the science. That's why you need me. If it was just about the science, then people would actually like to look at your face." He gave him a winning smile, one that he had perfected for the camera.

[goingtobeunwell]

"What the hell's that supposed to mean?" Crozier roared. He was at his wits' end today.

[lieutenantsteward]

Thomas was very, very done with this man. He was hot, his stomach hurt from all the rubbish he ate, and he knew that he had been made a fool of. "It means that you need me, Francis Crozier," he told him. "Because no one likes you."

[goingtobeunwell]

"I don't care if they like me!" he barked back. "At least I'm not some empty-headed pretty boy trying to mask his lack of personality with idiotic catch phrases and a GoFundMe smile!"

[lieutenantsteward]

Thomas' smile froze and he stared down the older man for a long moment. The theme park faded away, and all he saw was a tunnel that led straight to the man's face. "And that GoFundMe smile is what brings in the money so you can sit in your cave and shake your fist at the world."

[goingtobeunwell]

Crozier stared at him, knuckles turning white as he tightened his grasp on the tripod. "Did you just call me a troll?"

[lieutenantsteward]

"No, you did. But I would have to agree," he told him, unaware of the danger awaiting him.

[goingtobeunwell]

Crozier threw down the tripod, rolling up his sleeves. "Alright. That's enough. Let's go."

[lieutenantsteward]

Thomas danced away from him. "You can't hit my face! That's literally the only reason you can do anything!" he told him.

[goingtobeunwell]

He shook his head, watching Jopson jump around him. He cracked the knuckles of his right hand, then popped him across the face. "Tommy, Tommy - we got our footage, remember!"

[lieutenantsteward]

Thomas was not the type to get hit. He stayed away from fights and anything physical, though he did remember getting a bit scrappy as a kid. All of that raced from his head, though, as soon as Crozier's fist connected with his face. He felt a rush of white-hot pain that didn't seem to dissipate, even as he staggered back, barely managing to keep his feet.

He felt blood pooling in his mouth and spit it in a very undignified way on the theme park ground. Before he could consider the ramifications, Thomas leapt up at him, fists flying.