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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 10:15 pm
Asher had slept quite enough in the past day. In fact, he could now probably go a day or two without much sleep. That would be helpful considering it seemed everytime he slept too long, something bad would happen. Like this. The cabin smelled horrible.
He headed off to the kitchens with a bright red pair of jeans and an orange top. Asher hoped if the tomato bath stained clothing, that it wouldn't be too noticable on this outfit. He didn't want to make more than one trip to the tomato bath if he could help it, so he decided to bring today's outfit along. Hopefully normal soap and water would get the smell out of his clothes. If not, Asher thought to himself, I'd rather go naked than wear tomato stained clothes.
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When Asher returned quite a while later (he had taken a very long shower after that horrible tomato bath) he gratefully accepted a grilled fish and ate it immediately. Torn up about all of his clothes and posessions being ruined with the skunk smell, he hoped more cleaning supplies would arrive soon.
"Why would somebody do this to us?" he moaned, observing his formerly white fur. It was now faintly tinted a tomato-y color. In fact, looking at his outfit, he almost looked entirely like a tomato. How disgusting.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 9:11 am
When Bobby had asked Chris for cleaning supplies, the host had laughed and walked off, so Bobby had given up getting help from the staff. So he'd gotten a bucket of hot water and a dish rag from the Mess Hall and used a bar of soap to start cleaning the floors and the bunk beds.
If anyone is willing to help, he'll tear his rag into the small portions and share the bucket of warm water with them, which he's changing often when the water gets dirty.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:21 am
For the rest of Day 5 Bobby did his best to clean the floors and the lower half of the bunk beds... That evening, he took all of his stuff and spent the rest of the night cleaning it, trying to get the smell out of his clothes and his backpack.
It was late at night when Bobby finally fell over into bed exhuasted. He had given away all of the grilled to fish when everone came to the cabin ((Yeah, let's just pretend that he gave everyone a piece of fish, okay? LOL!)) and the horrid smell in the cabin had lessened...
Or maybe my nose has grown so used to it that I just can't smell anything anymore.
With that sobering thought, he pulled his clean sheets over his head and passed out.Day 6 When Chris' megaphone blared through the camp the next morning, Bobby rolled over and groaned. His arms hurt from scrubbing the floor all day long and with the windows open all night long, they had plenty of visitors of the insect variety to keep them company. He could feel bug bites all over his body.
To put it plainly, the cool Audio was miserable this morning... and he wasn't looking forward to the competition.
Groaning, he drug himself out of bed and walked, zombie-like, to the showers.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 11:48 am
The evening of day 5 was the worst yet at camp. After spending hours trying to get the smell out of his clothes, Asher made an attempt at helping the cleaning effort inside the cabin. Personally, he didn't really believe that the smell was ever going to go away. Sure, it had lessened, but it was still faintly there.
He hadn't gotten much sleep either. The open windows brought unwanted bugs and chilly breezes throughout the night that made it very difficult to sleep. Asher was awake long before Chris' wake up call.
He was ready for the competition. He was furious at the two other teams for pranking the cabin so harshly. One of the other teams had to be in on it, right?
Crawling out of bed, Asher stalked his way towards the showers. (he hoped another long shower might fade the ugly tomato tint to his fur a bit more) "C'mon guys," he mumbled to no one in particular, "We're going to make the other teams wish they never messed with us."
Of course, Asher had yet to find out what exactly was in store for him. He would worry about it later. Now Asher was finally truly motivated to win.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 2:40 pm
Marina joined Bobby for the most part , but the smell got to her. She might of made enemies with the Chef...and this worried her , but she didn't speak much about it when asked she would say " Well we just talked for a little bit , and I gave him the fish , nothen happened" and that was mostly true.
She wanted to join Bobby in the bunks , to show those dumb campers that they couldn't do anything to take them down , but smell got to her and she ended up sleeping out side , by the fire place. Most of her clothes didn't smell to bad and she and washed them in the lake for what felt like hours , she was happy her stuff was on the top bunks at lease.
She was wearing just a white tang top , and small green and yellow boxer shorts that seemed to be some else's since they where male and a size to big but she didn't care they where clothes and warm. She let her hair down.
She slept ok , but she was worried someone would do something to her.
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The next day she woke up feeling like she slept in the wrong angle , lucky for her bugs don't like fire much , so she didn't have it nearly as bad as the others. She walked in to see poor Bobby , the smell was ..... still yucky but she maneged to wrap her arm around him "hey lets get to the challenge ok" trying to make him feel better. Her hair looked like ' Something About Marry' and she had even more of a tomb boy thing going on. She didn't care , she just wanted to win.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 3:59 pm
Bobby laughed!
"Yeah, we're all such a mess, but the other people have to be around us... so whoever did this, will have to live with our stench. I think that's true irony and i couldn't wish for better revenge.
"Let's go kick their butts again and remind them that we're the Seagulls!!"
Off the two of them went, to join the rest of their team at the 2nd challenge.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 6:07 am
((Since I’ve been away for a bit I’ll just have it that Nigel was going along with everything that happened in my absence k ^^;; I’ll try to be around more often if I possibly can too <3 )) Nigel wandered glumly back into the cabin and slumped onto his bunk. He’s just cast his vote and wondered if he should go to the confessional to get all the negative feelings off his chest.
Shrugging off that idea for now at least, he rolled onto his side and stared blankly at the wall. Hopefully Chris would just announce who was leaving and get it over with. The tension was starting to get to him, and he hated having to vote one of his own team-mates off.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 10:25 am
Asher walked into the cabin, looking rather defeated. How could they have lost a word search contest? He shrugged, at least the defeat today had gotten rid of his anger at the other teams. No point in being angry if you're only going to be here for a week, he thougt. Besides, the tomato-color was slowly growing on him.
Asher pulled out a pair of bright lime green pajamas and for a moment thought about putting them on and taking a nap. He then realized that Chris would be sending someone home soon, and sleeping through it would not be a good idea. He got up, leaving the pajamas on his bed, and left the cabin to wander the camp for a bit before going back to see who was going home.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 2:44 pm

Em came into the cabin after voting, and flopped on her bed. She closed her eyes, fighting back tears.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 5:03 pm
With a heavy heart Bobby made his way back to the cabin. Who knew that voting someone off would be so tough?!
When he entered the cabin, he noticed that everyone else there was depressed as well. On a bright side, the skunk smell was finally beginning to dissipate with the open windows and the cleaning. Thank goodness!
Seeing all of the long faces he did his best to force a smile onto his muzzle, glad that his sunglasses would hide his too truthful eyes. "Hey gang. How's everyone holding up?" He tried to sound nonchalant, but he was sure that he sounded as fake to them as he did to himself!
He shuffled over to his bunk and climbed up half-heartedly, not his usual bouncy self. He turned on his music and waited for the axe to fall for the announcement to be made.
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 6:18 pm
Nigel looked up at Bobby, his face remaining fairly blank, “Hey... Well, I suppose it could be worse…” he went back to staring at the wall, “I just wish he’d just ruddy hurry up and announce it already”((Edit: I forgot to post Nigel leaving the cabin to head over to the firepit in time for the results before I posted over there, so I'll just pretend he left shortly after this post k ^^;; ))
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 7:18 pm
While the campers were away at voting, something was going on behind the scenes. I mean, sure Chris was at the firepit itself, but Chef wasn't. Rather than spend the time working on his latest creation in the kitchen, the large Audio had something... different on his agenda for the night. He waited a fair distance away from the cabins, scowling at the Seagull's in particular. Man! That thing reeked!
His radio buzzed, crackling to life. It was commercial time -- the campers were too busy voting to notice that a stunt-intern stood in for Chris as he made his way to the cabins, a large smirk on his face.
"Yo Chris-man," Chef greeted, "Yew can smell it from 'ere! That cabin reeks! Ah'm ready to make a move when you are."
"Cabin seriously reeks dude, good thing we're gonna help them with that little problem huh?" Chris snuck his way around the other side of the cabins. With a host from one side and a chef from the other the poor cabin hardly stood a chance. Shame -some- campers had decided to wander away from the ceremony hehehe! "Allllmost there man..." The host twirled his radio. Just a few more feet...that's right. Get in position to help the rather smelly cabin out . Too bad his idea of helping was simply to make it reek worse, ha! "Alright dude, I'm ready on the other side. Ready to do this thing?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 7:18 pm
"Ready as always, sah!" Chef replied, readying his squirt gun. At Chris' signal, Chef pulled the trigger.
Viewers at home would have marvelled at the special effects used here, with many wondering just how the program managed to make the water look so... life-like. The secret? It was all natural. A torrent of water found only when several firetrucks combined into a super firetruck with an equally super water hose could come close to the pressure released. The water hit the cabin, forcing the door clean off its hinges and all the way to the back wall. Campers caught within were equally pushed back, leaving behind camper-shaped indents into the wall cartoon-style when the water ceased. Thankfully, the water didn't burn or cause blindness, hair loss, nausia, upset stomach, or anything else pepto bismol could cure.
But at least the smell of skunk was gone, even if everything left behind in the cabin was soaked all the way through.
Over on the other side, Chris had an equally devious arsenal at his disposal. Oh yes, the two had gone digging back in the production camp for the 'nicest' smells they could find. Afterall, what better way to combat skunk-stench than with a nicer smell, right?
Except when mixed together 'nice' smells tended to turn bad. Real bad. It was only when they had mixed all the floral scents they could find with clean linen and ocean breeze that the pair called it finished. Clutched in his paws Chris had the worst 'nice' smelling thing ever to grace Wawanakwa. And unfortuantely for the Gulls that little bomb was about to be in -their- cabin.
HA.
So once Chef had blown open the door, Chris quickly tossed the perfume grenade in. For a brief moment it apeared to be a dud, simply rolling it's way to a stop after the inital toss. ...And then it exploded and the perfumey smell quickly filled the cabin.
So much for the smell being gone. Prank finished, the host quickly turned tail and ran back to the Campfire Ceremony. It simply wouldn't do for them to find out he was gone. Chef fled the scene as well, heading back to his kitchen to work on tomorrow's meals.
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 7:55 pm
As Marina walked in she noticed the smell of so many different things she ran back out " THOSE DUMB BEAVIOURS" this was not kindergarten and the pranks had to stop! She marched around for a little bit and cooled off. " Well sleeping by the fair pit tonight " At least she had on warmer clothes this time
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