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The Killing Game ended when two brave students solved the mystery, saving the lives of hundreds of students at Morshton Academy. The Society of Broken Mirrors has virtually disappeared. But that doesn't mean that there are more secrets, more danger for Nadia, Colt, Dan, and Amaya.

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The original Killing Game rp: (x)

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Name: Colton (Colt) Taylor
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Description: 5'11'', blue-green eyes, messy dirty blond hair clipped shorter on the sides, upturned lips; (x). He generally wears a blue T-shirt and white jeans, as well as a new pair of black Converse, having had to throw his old ones away after the Killing Game.
Personality: Colt is calm and analytical, though also at times quite competitive. He's good-natured, mild-tempered, and generally amiable towards those around him, proving rather difficult to aggravate. There are certain things he will not tolerate for even a second, however, and one of those is harm being threatened to those he loves. Though very intelligent, he often can get carried away in the moment and overlook important details.
Interests: He enjoys and is quite proficient in chemistry, which is his college major, woodworking, cooking, though he's not exactly the best at it, and light-heartedly teasing others, especially Nadia. He's afraid of snakes, fire, and Nadia.

Name: Cameron (Cam) Taylor
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Description: 6'1'', green eyes, windswept dirty blond hair slightly longer than his brother's, features less pointed than Colt's; (x). When working, he often wears a dark green dress shirt, white slacks, and tan loafers, though his casual outfits are more along the lines of a sweatshirt, jeans, and sneakers.
Personality: Cam is outgoing, friendly, and perhaps a bit naive. He loves his family dearly and despite moving out to start his own business only recently remains available and close. He's protective of his younger brother, Colt, but oftentimes it's Colt who has to look out for him, as Cam tends to be even more reckless and goofy than he. While Colt is rather rational and calm, Cam's temper isn't as difficult to stir up, though he can keep it mediated when need be.

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Suitcase rolling along behind him, Colt reached up to adjust the c-shaped pillow slung around his neck as he strode through the airport, away from baggage claim. Christmas break, at last. He loved school, he did, but he was still anxious to get home. The excitement and joy that the addition of Nadia to their family had brought still hadn't died out, and he was excited to see his friend again, despite the fact that she'd probably done something like hide snakes everywhere or rig up a system in his room to play Spanish music that would only turn off when you said a specific Gaelic phrase. You could never know with her.

Due to the 2-hour plane ride, Colt was wearing sweatpants and a comfortable hoodie, an outfit really quite impractical for the southern California environment he'd left behind but one that he was very grateful for as he emerged from the sliding doors into the 33 degree Washington weather. There was snow on the forecast for later that day and he was glad that Cam had been able to take off work; his older brother was surprisingly great at snowball fights. He just hoped he could get him on his side; Nadia and Cam allied together in combat sounded terrifying. Speaking of Cam, as Colt was just about to sit down on a bench outside the airport, the 20 year-old pulled up in his slate grey sedan and rolled down the window about halfway, calling, "Wow, you look warm and cozy out there! Doesn't even seem like you needed a ride; I'll just be going now." "NO!" Colt begged, standing up hurriedly, grabbing the handle of his suitcase, and sprinting to the car. "Please don't leave me!"

Cam rolled up the window and moved the car forwards a couple inches. Colt pounded on the window, faking a scowl and causing his guffawing brother to brake and unlock the car. "You think you're so funny, don't you?" he muttered, throwing his suitcase into the back before bolting around to the passenger side and slamming the door shut. "I am!" Cam grinned, putting the car back into drive before ruffling Colt's hair and adding, "Good to see you." The college student shook his head with a laugh, then reached over to hug his older brother. "Good to see you, too."

After the two had driven for about 40 minutes of the hour-and-a-half drive, catching up and goofing around, Colt reached around to the suitcase on the seat behind him, unzipped it while Cam berated him about traffic safety, and extracted a large package. Christmas was tomorrow, but he didn't want to wait to show it to his brother. "Do you want to see what I got for Nadia? Other than that other thing I asked you about, of course."

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Ever since Cam had left to pick up his younger brother, Nadia had been quite enthusiastic. Knowing the exhaustion of plane rides well from the time when she was living with her father and moved from Mexico to the United States, she had only hidden a couple of rubber snakes under his pillow, with Angel being the only witness. As winter progressed, she had found a fascination with scarves, the latest one being a fuzzy black one that made it so that her hair appeared to be so long it was wrapping around her neck. She kept pacing back and forth, waiting for the car to pull up. "¿Por qué el viaje en auto tiene que ser tan largo?" she muttered. "Oh, just get here already, Colt!" Her own Christmas presents were stored safely in her closet, though not surprisingly, there was a dark brown snake hidden up the sleeve of her sweater.

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Though the distance from Sanderson Field Airport to the Taylor's house was only about 1 hour and 25 minutes, Cam and Colt had deliberately told the family they'd be arriving at 10:30, about 2 hours after the latter's flight had landed. Surprisingly, they were perfectly on time. Colt unclipped his seatbelt as they pulled into the driveway and jumped out of the car just seconds after Cam put it into park. He had moved his suitcase up front with him and therefore didn't need to open the back door of the car, instead hurrying straight to the doorstep, pulling his luggage behind him. Once Colt had gotten out, though, the car started to move again as Cam pulled off the driveway and drove through the side yard, the sedan disappearing around the back of the modern styled house.

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Nadia looked up, her head shooting up like a dog that's caught the scent of a squirrel. She yelled something incoherent in Spanish, and nearly tripped over herself getting out the door, though she was careful to keep the snake hidden up her arm. She nearly fell into about a hundred different snowbanks trying to get to Colt, but she eventually made it without hurting herself, the entire time both berating him about being two hours earlier, while also full of excitment.

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