Yay camp!

[modofthehat]

WHO: Everyone going to camp
TONE: Yay camp!
RATING: PG to account for swearing
WHEN: 22 to 23 July
WHERE: All over camp
WHAT: First two days of camp! Time to get settled in and explore what's around.
STATUS: ONGOING

The camp isn't too different from any other camp. Cabins where people will stay, a space for a bonfire, a nearby lake for everyone to swim in, and of course, a thick morning mist all around the camp, because it's pretty early in the morning.

Still! There's stuff to do already. Those beds won't assign themselves, nor will those bags unpack themselves. Like it's just been said, there's no marked beds, so it's up to each and every one of you to work out the sleeping arrangements yourselves.

But once you're done, you're free to roam around, take a swim, climb a tree, explore the woods, and other assorted camp activities you do when you have free time.

Have fun kids!

Comments

[clockspinner]

[Dave is basically going to pick out a top bunk and then attempt to strategically position John, Dirk, Roxy, Jade, and other such people who matter to him in the beds around his.

And then flop over, pull the blankets up to his nose, and sleep until noon. Fuck you.]

[givesyouaboner]

<sub>[Dirk is claiming the bottom bunk. Why? Because it's the reverse of at home. How adventurous of him! After getting settled, he sits on his bed and flips through a book he brought with him.

For a moment, anyway. Sorry Dave, he can't stay quiet long.]</sub>

What do we even do here?

_{[Prior to this, one of the city parks was as close as he'd gotten to the wilderness.]}

[clockspinner]

[given the groan and the sound of Dave flopping over and burying his head under a pillow, the forthcoming answer should be obvious.]

Sleep.

[Sorry Dirk, he doesn't know any better than you do.]

[givesyouaboner]

Then what was the point of even coming at all?

_{[He's wide awake. Dave needs to be too.]}

[clockspinner]

[Nope, Dave is never awake before noon during the summer, they're lucky he got him up in time to portkey to the campsite.]

Dunno. Cause Bro wanted us out of the house so he could get his mack on.

[givesyouaboner]

_{[Why is sleeping even a thing.]}

Ewwwww. Gross. He's too old for that.

[clockspinner]

[You'll understand when you're older.]

Sometimes he forgets to turn his swag off.

[givesyouaboner]

I thought swag was defunct after like... twenty-five.

[clockspinner]

This is Bro we're talking about, he--

Why am I actually defending his right to get his pickled pepper picked.

[givesyouaboner]

I don't know.

Because this is really gross. That shouldn't even be a thing.

[bev_rage]

[I'm sorry, Dave. She can't allow you to do that.]

Dave.

Daaaaaaave.

Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaave.

Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaave.

[clockspinner]

[GROAN.]

What.

[bev_rage]

On a scale of one to vampire at the crack of dawn, how tired are you?

[clockspinner]

'Go play in traffic.'

[bev_rage]

Sooo...that's a no on coming with me for a walk in the woods?

[clockspinner]

Yep.

I don't particularly want hookworms in my weiner or ticks up my nose.

[bev_rage]

S'at mean you're going to spend the whole week in bed?

[fuckmackandme]

[Nope, you're not sleeping.]

Dave.

Hey Dave.

[dou8letrou8le]

[That may or may not be a garden spider crawling over your pillow, Dave. Vriska may or may have not put it there. We just don't know.]

[notapigeon]

[Wilbur wants to see

how many things

he can stack on Dave's head

before he wakes up.]