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camppetoskey2018-05-31 11:03 pm
INTRODUCTION
A sound wakes you up, muffled yet somehow near - the sound of a trumpet being played, from somewhere outside the building you're in. There's no fog, no headache as you greet a new day - only the confusion of being in an unfamiliar cabin, lying on top of an unfamiliar bunk bed in somewhere that is certainly not where you last closed your eyes. You're also pretty sure you weren't wearing this outfit before you somehow arrived here - so that's an uncomfortable thought. Yet, the cabin you're in is comfortable, but looking in the steamer trunks near the bunks will only result in finding normal toiletry items and sets of underwear and more of the same strange uniform. Your personal items have been stripped away - well, in the cases they're not absolutely essential for you to live.
Stepping outside, you find yourself in a very forested (and ungodly humid) area, outlooking a wide lake - there's cabins and other buildings next to yours, but the main thing that'll most likely attract attention are the three adults standing out in front of the largest building, bearing the name 'LODGE' on it in large letters. A woman, an older man, and a man in full priest garb, tooting away on a trumpet - your wakeup call, apparently. Just in front of them is a picnic table littered with markers and 'MY NAME IS' nametags.
Maybe you should go and demand some answers? Or will you just decide to explore...and try to find a way out of this weird camp?
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Why is everyone crowded around?
WHY IS REN BLEEDING?
WHY ARE PEOPLE YELLING ABOUT BULLETS?!]
AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!
[Gonta is horribly frightened now. Thanks. He really didn't need this at all.]
WHAT HAPPENED?! SOMEONE ALMOST DIE?!
[Someone calm him down please.]
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Ugh.]
Stop screaming!
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[He's still shouting, but quieter. Shouting is the natural reaction to being freaked out by two people getting injured in a supposedly safe space.]
What happened to them?!
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[As someone who was raised by predators for a while, Gonta gets the need to hunt for food. Even humans do that. There's just one problem with this picture.]
Why hunters shoot at campers?!
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[He's not believing that bullshit about it being hunting season for one second, especially after Ren and Boa's accounts.]
I don't recommend trying to escape through the forest.
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[Well, there goes the priest's claims... He really is a lot like Angie...
Furthermore, he's lived in a forest. He knows what dangers usually lurk there, in the temprate forests of Japan anyway. Hunters shooting at people on purpose should not be one of those dangers.]
Oh... Okay...
[His voice is shaky. The poor guy's clearly distressed. It hasn't even been a day and things are already taking a turn for the worse.]
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He's just going to walk over and throw his hands out, twinkling his fingers. Tossing spiders.
...Where did they come from?]
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U-uh... H-hello spiders...
[He accepts the arachnids. He'll just let them crawl on him like living security blankets as he watches the scene.]
[He's still trembling. And whimpering a little.]
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Oh, that's a mouse not a spider.]
...I should wash my hands...
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Sorry! You run off now.
[Yes, he's talking to the mouse as he lowers it to the ground and lets it free.
Anyway, looking back at the boy with the old man hair.]
How you find animals like that?
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Did animals that are just brought into existence have life skills?
So he just shrugs.]
I don't.
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[Is this magic?]
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...Well, where did you come from?
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[He is never sure how to awnser that question, especially not after all the ruckus.]
Then Gonta got kidnapped lately...
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Do you remember how they kidnapped you? That seems like quite a feat.