WEEK 1

[petoskeymods]

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?

28 CAMPERS REMAIN.

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[yunolikebugs]

Hello, Stan!

[It's not-Soos, here to collect the gifts.]

What you have for Gonta?

[stanboozled]

Gonta! I think I got something someone like you'd like a lot.

[He goes in and quickly brings out...a bug cage!]

So? Whaddya think?

[yunolikebugs]

[Gonta squeals in joy and grabs the bug cage.]

It just like bug cage Gonta had at home!

Thank you so much!

[Now Stan's getting a bear hug! Any weird noises from this guy to be heard while Gonta celebrates?]

[stanboozled]

[Nothing beyond groaning and old man pain noises, no.]

H-Hey, it's alri - OH SWEET MOLASSES MY BONES ARE BREAKING.

[yunolikebugs]

Ah! Sorry! Sorry!

[He quickly lets go so Stan can breathe.]

Stan alright? Gonta need to get healer person?

[since this is camp super powers for some reason.]

[stanboozled]

Ah - No, no, I'm fine, don't worry about it! Just...crushed my lungs a bit. And maybe my spine. Is it normal to not feel your toes?

[A pause, and then he slaps gonta playfully on the shoulder -]

Ha - I'm just messing with ya. I haven't been able to feel my toes since the 90's!

[yunolikebugs]

[Thanks for clarifying, because Gonta nearly flipped out.

Now he is only mildly flipping out.]

Not feel toes for that long? You break feet long ago?

[stanboozled]

Lemme put it to you this way, Gonta - I've been in overseas prisons before. The first time they break your bones, it hurts. The second time, your nerves just kinda give up for your own safety and well being.

But hey! I can stub my toes and not feel it anymore, so everything's A-Ok!

[yunolikebugs]

...

How Stan get sent to prison somewhere else?

[He is concerned for you, old man.]

[stanboozled]

I traveled a lot.

[And also got arrested a lot.]

[yunolikebugs]

Huh! Gonta know couple of friends who traveled a lot too.

["Traveled." Yes. That's the proper way to put it.]

Gonta not know how often they got arrested... Hm.