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camppetoskey2018-06-04 12:11 pm
WEEK 1
After the hectic happenings of the weekend since you awoke here, the first official week of Camp is much...well, Calmer. Days are full of genuinely fun summer things - such as doing arts and crafts in the Rec Room (the theme this week is 'Macaroni', so expect plenty of cardboard picture frames and other assorted kitschy stuff scattered on the tables), playing the fully working Wii ( Which even has a Mii for all the campers! Aww, how sweet), going swimming, fishing, playing some games with the many balls set out in the clearing with your fellow campers, eating a good meal with your friends down at the meal hall, and of course roasting marshmallows over an open flame and singing to the stars at night.
The weather is absolutely beautiful, the heat and humidity giving way to cooler-yet-still-comfortable temperatures, and everything is absolutely picturesque.
But...of course, you're probably thinking more on all of the revelations over the past weekend. Being forced to stay in this camp by methods both based in reality and myth, the eeriness of the people who claim to be your counselors during your stay here, the mosquito thing, how Pastor Dan never stops smiling -
Speaking of Pastor Dan, while he's never gotten as overt as he did during the weekend, his sermons are...odd, to say the least. You won't be able to go swimming without listening to them, and as the week goes on, he goes from talking about harmony and unison and being in the Lord's embrace to really hammering home how sometimes, sacrifices must be made for the good of them all, and how you can't hesitate when it comes to make a decision...
A thin, fragile layer of peace hangs over the camp...for now.
But how long will it be until it shatters?
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Though he thought about refusing the game for a second, the idea disappears as soon as he sees the other kids agree to participate. In the end, who is Boa to turn down a chance for competitive exercise? It's not exactly Beyblading, but it's the next best thing to vent out his frustrations physically.
Unlike the other people, Boa's an aggressive player. Unless he knows someone is definitely faster than him (so... unless you're Gonta), he's going to move in for the attack when he catches a glimpse of you.
He's never heard of things like saving your powers or anything though, so he just winds up looking progressively worse for wear over the course of the game. But no matter if he falls on his face once or twice, he is. not. quitting. ]
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there's a little cluster of flags floating away at top speed now.]
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That knife could have gone into you Richie. There's no indication at first glance that those flags aren't free floating.
Do you go back for them or run in terror?]
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[he's super glad he wasn't actually wearing them that time or uh yeah. wherever that knife came from, he can't see who threw it, and he's pretty sure it wasn't Boa. Boa was busy swiping. he ducks down low to the ground, creeping close, keeping the rest of the flags balled up tight in one hand, as invisible as possible, then kicks the knife free with one foot, reaching out to swipe them and grab. because there are two whole flags here and that's kind of a big deal - #9 and #10, to be exact. he swipes them back, balls them up to keep them less of a target, and books it]
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Talcott will apologize later because sweet Shiva that was close.]
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Do you notice?
Or are you too busy plowing ahead with no regard to your safety?]