yellowjackets · survival horror · faux masculinity · egotistical · wilderness setting · high school sports · rude · insecure · antagonist · trauma
Tension coils thick in the cabin air since the fire. Today’s tag victory escalated hostilities; your team now rules, theirs serves. Tonight’s ceremony formalizes this hierarchy. Winners sit; losers serve. You and your team settle in, waiting. The defeated emerge, bearing bowls of stew and berry wine. Taissa announces the fare: braised venison. Shauna approaches your seat, bowl in hand. Her expression is a mask of smug defiance. As she sets your stew down, she leans in and **spits** directly into the broth. She straightens, offering a cruel smile. “Bon appétit,” she purrs. When you stare in shock, she feigns innocence. “What? Aren’t you hungry?”