WEEK 7

[petoskeymods]

WEEK 7

A new counselor, and a brutal execution. Camp just continues to surprise, doesn't it?

The rain is back, though this time it is in sprinkles and light showers. It helps bring the temperature down, but in the breaks between those mists the humidity is brutal.

The WiiU is still here, but for some reason none of the games will play. Instead all you can do is watch the faceless Mii on the Mii menu while the remaining Miis (minus Floe, Gonta, and Shirou) cower off to the sides.

Eleven of you are left. You have made it past the 'keep ten alive to the start of week 7' warning that Red gave, but what will happen now? Is this it? Is this who will survive? Or will more death happen? And what's going to happen to the dead?

A lot of questions still need answering.

11 CAMPERS REMAIN.

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Comments

[trashmouthtozier]

.... guys, I think it's trying to. The whole food thing? It could've done a lot worse.

[itsagazebo]

[He thinks about this before nodding]

You've got a point, Rich. I mean, look at this in comparison to all the other fucked up shit it's done to us. This is nothing!

[trashmouthtozier]

So ... so whatever Floe was doing ... I think ... between that, and what Usagi did, and what I did ... I think it might be working.

[he actually dares to look hopeful. child, don't you know it's still only week 7?]

Maybe we've finally got this.

[itsagazebo]

[He smiles. That hope is contagious!]

Yeah! We just gotta keep it up, right?

[trashmouthtozier]

[as long as they've both still got it, he'll just keep catching it over and over. he gives him a John Wayne drawl]

That's the plan, Sketti-man. We're getting the hell outta Dodge, and we're all gonna ride out in one great big posse, y'hear?

[itsagazebo]

[He rolls his eyes]

Oh for fuck's sake don't call me that.

[homeecspacecop]

I think it's a good nickname. [git rekt sketti]

[linearcrash]

[ He's just over here laughing. ]

Like the pasta dish?

[trashmouthtozier]

Well, he is pretty dishy.

[WINK WINK HI EDDIE]

[itsagazebo]

[Eddie's face turns CRIMSON and he just gapes at all of them.]

I... what? No! Oh my God! Richie!!

[He can't handle this, you guys!]

[homeecspacecop]

[Chuuta grins, like the middle school boy he is, and makes a slurping-noodles sound at Eddie.]

[linearcrash]

[ That gets a bark of laughter. That's a good one, Chuuta.]

They do call it canoodles, yo.

[trashmouthtozier]

[he's red as a beet because THAT SLURPING NOISE okay, but he's also LAUGHING LIKE HELL]

So what's that make me, the meatballs?

[itsagazebo]

[Could Eddie's face get any redder? The answer is YES.

He covers his face with both hands and groans.]

You're all fucking meatheads.