Week 8

[petoskeymods]

WEEK 8

The weekend passes in a blue, and suddenly it is Monday again. Monday of week 8, the final week of camp. The last week to try and change your fate.

It's sunny and pleasant, with daytime temperatures lingering around 70 degrees Fahrenheit and dropping off into the 50s in the evening. It's pretty much the perfect weather for Michigan, and it's only a shame that it took this long to get to it.

The WiiU continues to be broken, though the creepy Mii is gone now. All of the Miis are, actually. All that can be seen is a variety of Pure Michigan ads, interestingly enough. A bit calmer than last week's visuals, but probably annoying since no games can be played.

There is one other notable change about camp: the counselors are nowhere to be found. There is plenty of food and some note left on how to run things, but otherwise the campers have been left to their own devices apparently.

On the main door to the lodge is a note that says "We will be back as soon as possible." written in Red's handwriting. What could this mean?

7 CAMPERS REMAIN.

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[killtheanimals]

[He definitely looks confused until the 'stache lines up, at which point he smothers a laugh.]

Really?

Never have I had a birthday during camp

[linearcrash]

[ S'up Mittens. ]

[linearcrash]

[ Hmmm. Here's the other older teen not taking a drink. ]

What makes high school different?

[killtheanimals]

[Oh.

Thanks.

Whatever cheer there was before vanishes as he takes a drink.]

[soylentprotag]

[Winter baby superiority! He looks thoughtful for a moment.]

... We had a lot of birthdays in camp, didn't we?

[Maybe they're aiming for the summer babies and he's just here by accident. Clearly that's the conclusion here.]

[linearcrash]

[ They will make it better. By getting you a new Boa without the rock. ]

Never have I ever slept in cabin 3

[killtheanimals]

[Hmph.]

Re: Never have I had a birthday during camp

[homeecspacecop]

[... sips]

[linearcrash]

Huh? Hey, when did that happen?

[ Are you holding out? ]

[killtheanimals]

[...Wait what.]

When was yours?

[He doesn't remember anyone kicking up a fuss about it.]

[homeecspacecop]

That's not fair!

[Drew sips while Chuuta attempts to argue.]

[killtheanimals]

Blame Nine.

[Because this is definitely his fault.]

[linearcrash]

Yeah, we did. Mine's the...[ He doesn't get the translation between the months here and the months at home yet. So he just holds up his two fingers. ] It's at the second month of the year.

[soylentprotag]

If that stops or delays them trying to use this place for something else...

[Because of course Sol isn't the only abnormality in this world, nor even the only one in this camp -- there's a brief frown on his face before he buries it back in the solace of fudge, because between the Mishibijw and the continued presence of hunters there's really no guarantee the organization won't pull something as bad as this again.

Even if they deal with the current threat, what can they do about the organization itself? It might not be something they have the power to do with what they have. There's a lot of general worries that are a thorn in his side right now. Hm.]

... Diplomacy first. We can think about the conditions once we finalize our plan.

[linearcrash]

[ Taking a drink of the juice box while snickering. ]

[soylentprotag]

[Bowa will protect the smile, obviously. Later. For now, Lenka just quietly hands him an entire block of fudge.]

[homeecspacecop]

Friday. [Which explains why he didn't tell anyone.]

I'm fifteen now.

[soylentprotag]

February.

[He's not sure about the source of Nine's hesitation, so he just raises his eyebrow a little bit and supplies the name. Nine seems to have trouble with names, anyhow.]

... November is mine.

[It's been a long, long, long year, god damn.]

[homeecspacecop]

July 20th. I just didn't tell anyone since it was a Friday.

[soylentprotag]

Oh.

[Dual-purpose oh, part sympathy because Fridays, man. Partly, well--]

We're the same age now.

[killtheanimals]

[Fair enough, honestly.]

Talk about a loaded question.

[Frickin Nine.]

[homeecspacecop]

... what!?

[You're a lot shorter than he is, Chuuta.]

[killtheanimals]

[He's still frowning, but he'll take the block.

Games aren't supposed to dig up shitty memories, guys.]

[homeecspacecop]

It's weird, I don't feel like I just had a birthday.

[linearcrash]

Huh?! You aren't Mitsuru's age?