Week 8

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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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[particlebarrier]

[Okay, whatever you guys are talking about is cool and all, but more importantly!!!]

Hey, has anyone seen my phone? It's been missing for days and I think some jerk stole it.

[Yes, this is probably the most upset Zance has sounded in his entire camp existence.]

[linearcrash]

[ Well, Lenka has made the mistake of rolling the ball back to Nine just as Zance arrives at the scene. Picking it up. ]

Hey, think fast!

[ Throwing the ball at Lance! ]

mild body horror

[particlebarrier]

Huh?

[He looks over at Nine, his neck cracking horribly as he does, and has about two seconds to react to that incoming ball. He miiiiight have been able to dodge this if his body wasn't turning to literal stone and getting harder to move, but woe is coralfam this week.

The ball scores a direct hit to the face. On the bright side, the ball bounces off harmlessly because it's basically hitting stone wall, but on the down side, it's not like Zance reacts like this is the case.]

HEY!! [Gingerly rubbing his nose, sending more skin bits flying off into the wind.] Leave my face out of this, jerk.

[Sulk, sulk, pout.]

[linearcrash]

[ As much as Nine should be used to horror, he still pauses at that. Rubbing the back of his head as he looks away. Whoops. ]

Hey, it's okay. We'll find it before you go back home, yo.

[particlebarrier]

[Lance makes a face like he's not entirely consoled by this, but would like to be consooled.]

Well we better. I had some really cute pictures of everyone saved on that thing!

[Also selfies. Way too many selfies. He starts moving towards the ball, moving a bit awkwardly like the stone arthritis is REALLY kicking in, and picks it up.]

So you guys better help me. We could be like a real detective team, you know Nine and Lance, Lance and Ni-

[He trails off. Weird pause. Hrm.]

[linearcrash]

Yeah, yeah. We will, yo. After we're doing with...

[ He stops once he realizes why Lance might be pausing. ]

Hey, what's up?

[particlebarrier]

You're a negative ten at best, Nine.

[Well that was helpful wasn't it. His tone softens considerably after that important clarification.]

Don't worry about Tal and the others, we're all hanging in...there....

[linearcrash]

[ He stares for a moment. ]

Huh?! [ And then he remembers before he starts laughing. ]

Does that mean I'm in my own special category, yo?

[ Yeah, he's going to give real Lance shit. ]

Thanks, man. We're still doing our best out here, hey.

[particlebarrier]

[There's a scowl on his face, but it doesn't last longer than a second. Lance goes back to grinning vacantly and throws the ball right back at Nine. His aim is terrible as he's got a pretty awful case of stone arm, but hey he tried??]

You'll always have a special place in my heart. I'm really gonna miss seeing you around when camp is over.