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 Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 10:56 pm
Helena yawned and took the dolls with her to her bunk above Ratchet's. She then realized that there was a changing room on the other end of the room. Smiling at her bunkmate's handiwork, she felt cheered up. There were so many generous people here. Hopefully they would all keep in touch. And so she curled up in her bed and held the dolls close. Her eyes closed and she fell asleep.
((i'm not going to bed just yet but i'll be a lurkin 8D. too lazy to go post her little image))
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 11:19 pm
 ozzie pushed open the door to the cabin and quietly made his way back to his bunk. he saw jay in the bed across from his, and ripley in the top bunk of the beds next to his, as well as the shadows of various other campers dotting the other beds. he pulled out some clean, dry sheets and remade his bed now that his matress had time to dry, and slowly crawled under the covers. even though his day had wound up better than he feared it would when he woke up under his bush, not having steggy with him for the first night since he could remember caused him to quetly cry himself to sleep as he hugged a corner of his pillow.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 12:10 am
 Kevi gently poked his nose through the door of the Beaver's cabin, having just returned from the ceremonial firepit. It had been a long day, between Kippy almost 'drowning' and then having to vote off a fellow camper, the little Audio wanted nothing more than to plop down in a nice warm bed and snooze for the next 8 hours.
Oh, that and a change of clothes; considering he was still somewhat damp from today's diving challenge.
The first thing he noticed however, was not the beds, the other campers, or the clothes, but rather... A certain stegosaurus plushie. "Huuuuhhhhhh you have a dinosaur plushie too?!" Kevi gasped in awe, eyes sparkling with excitement as he gazed upon the speckled-green Audio's stuffie. "I love dinosaurs! What's his name?" The snowy-white male asked, his tail wagging a million miles per second.
Only God Himself would know how many plushies the boy owned back at home; and Kevi certainly appreciated a good stuffed animal, dinos especially. After all, he had Kippy, a 'limited-edition' Mudkip!Audio plush whom he treasured dearly, and the kipster was kind of like a dino right? Right. In any case, he'd found a fellow plushie lover, and that in itself was somthing to celebrate about. Maybe they could be friends?
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 12:21 am
(ooc: he started out with one, but it's been lost since he did the dive challenge earlier. abigail fished it out of the water after she dove, and dropped it on the beach, but i'm not sure whether she's in posession of it still)
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ozzie was startled awake by the sudden noise. at mention of steggy, he started to cry. he didn't want to wake anyone else up but he couldn't help it, and the damage had been done by this newcomer anyway. "i...i...used to, until the challenge today 'n he accidentally fell into the water off the cliff 'n i tried to save him but i lost him 'n now he's out there all alone 'n i'm in here all alone. jay 'n ripley are gu...gunna help me look for him later cuz it was too late to look today." he hiccupped and hugged his pillow as he curled up deeper under his blanket.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 12:33 am
 Crawling back in after her massively failed dive, Jennifer crawled into her bunk, clothes sopping wet and all, and grabbed her stuffed crocodile. Yes, CROCODILE. Many many times she'd gotten mad at her parents for calling him an alligator. Seriously, some people didn't know the difference.
Hugging him close to her, she decided to lay there for a moment....worrying. She didn't know if anyone on the team liked her since...well...no-one really seemed to acknowledge her existence. Let alone talk to her. Then again that could just be her imagination.
Listening to the boys' conversation, she smiled. She loved it when someone appreciated plushies and she smooched 'Mister TickTock' on the snout and cuddled him lovingly. But...the poor boy...
"...Wanna hold Mister TickTock?" she offered, speaking quietly.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 12:58 am
((Oh, okay! I'll fix my post somehow to make it fit then. XD))
Kevi's ears instantly flattened at the speckled-Audio's depressing story. He'd lost his plushie too! Only, this poor camper hadn't been so fortunate in finding his friend... "Oh no, I thought I saw him earlier but... I'm so sorry! I'm sure you'll find him tomorrow, please don't cry!" Kevi pleaded, his bottom lip quivering with sympathy; he knew exactly how that felt. If this kept up much longer, he'd start crying too, and then the cabin would end up flooded in tears.
Only moments later and a long-haired female appeared on the scene, offering the other boy a plush alligator... Or was it an crocodile? "Mister... TickTock?" Kevi echoed as he eyed the doll with a certain curiosity. "He's so cute! What is he, anyway?" The boy asked, though his gaze soon shifted back to the distraught speckled camper as he tried to acknowledge them both. Kevi wasn't sure what to do; it was getting late and searching the island in the dark probably wasn't the best idea anyway.
"M-Maybe Kippy and I can help you search tomorrow..? Again, I'm really sorry! I'm sure we'll find him if we look hard enough!" The little Audio did his best to apologize, he knew how it felt to lose Kippy, and it was awful. "My name's K-Kevi, and this is Kippy.. What're your names?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 1:28 am
ozzie wiped his eyes as the girl handed over her stuffed crocodile. "a..are you sure? you won't miss him for tonight?" he blushed at the attention from her and kevi, between them and jay and ripley from earlier he wasn't used to having so many people offer to help him or even give him attention (well, without trying to use him as furniture that is). "i really appreciate it, thank you very much." he took mister ticktock gingerly and hugged him close. "mister ticktock, oh! like the crocodile who ate the clock from peter pan?"
he turned to the pure white camper. "thank you kevi for offering to find steggy tomorrow. he's my bestest friend in the whole wide world, never been a day apart since before i can remember! oh yeah, and m' name's ozzie. it's nice to meet you two." he stifled a big yawn. "sorry, but it's been a very long day and i can't seem to stay awake much longer, specially with mister ticktock here to help me sleep. g'night, and see you tomorrow, right?" he drifted off to sleep before he could hear the answer.
(in other words, timeer's going to bed herself. xd be back tomorrow!)
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 11:03 am
"Yeah.." Kevi nodded as Ozzie drifted off to sleep, trying to keep his voice to a whisper so as not to wake him again. "Tomorrow then," The furry-white Audio then made his way towards his suitcase, picked out a warm pair of PJ's, and proceeded to change clothes for the night. He was nearly dry now, the only that was still slightly damp was his brown-ruffled hair, mostly because it was a bit longer than his fur perhaps? Either way, dry enough to sleep.
Climbing into the bunk above Ozzie's, Kevi snuggled under the covers, Kippy tucked safely between his paws. Tomorrow, they'd go searching for the dinosaur doll his new speckled friend had lost. Kevi glanced below the bunk a moment, his eyes falling onto the girl who'd yet to introduce herself. "Nice to meet you, see you in the morning, okay?" With that the boy plopped his head back atop the pillow, then drifted off to sleep until the next morning. Sweet dreams, Kippy.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 11:33 am
Billy's leg was in the air twitching as he slept. Unforunately he couldn't control how he ended up in his sleep because if he could, he certainly wouldn't be sleeping this way. His dream had been weird though, there were audio eating marshmallows and a mudkip plushie that was named Kippy that he had seen before. And a loud speaker...
He had an okay night sleep. He was glad that he hadn't been voted off but he would have to do much better in the next competition. He had woken up still a bit groggy, hoping that there would be doughnuts like at home, but no, he was still at camp with the semi-edible food. He yawned, got changed, and then went back to his bed to read for a bit.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 12:09 pm
She'd fallen asleep after giving her beloved Mister TickTock to poor little Ozzie. She'd slept fairly well but...
Without ceremony she rolled out of bed in her still-damp clothes and made her way to the Messhall, throwing a quick glance at Ozzie and her beloved crocodile. Well, She had a feeling he'd be taken care of.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 12:21 pm
 "Mrrrrrrnnnghhhhh..."
Wearily and blearily, Simon opened his eyes as far as he could muster them (one of them was just about swollen shut) when he heard the oddly lackluster wakeup call blare crackle from outside. Ugh, was it really morning already? It felt like he hadn't gotten much sleep at all. He'd had some kind of awful reaction to all of those bee stings; the skin on one half of his face and other parts of his body had flared up angrily, puffy and sore as hell.
Sighing, he changed his clothes and flopped right back down on his bed. It would be a while before he could comfortably sit down again...
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 12:36 pm
 Tiffany walked up to the Beavers' cabin, two trays in paw. One was her own, the other was for a resident Beaver. She set her own tray down on the ground next to the steps leading up to the door, and positioned the other tray so that she could walk up the steps and open the door on her own. Once inside, she spotted a gorgeous, peaceful, sleeping Noel lying in a bunk full of British-pride, and walked over to him quietly. She didn't want to wake him up, and so she quietly set the tray down next to his bunk, smiling softly. Looking around, she grabbed a random pad and pen and scribbled down a note.
"Noel;
I thought you could use a pick-me-up - I'm so sorry to hear about Cotton! I hope today is much better for you.
With lots of love,
Tiff <3"
She smiled, setting the note between the bowl of oatmeal and glass of milk. She pondered kissing him awake - but she didn't want to wake him up; he seemed like he could use a good night's rest after the day's events. With one last glance at his gorgeous, British face Tiffany grinned and stalked off, quietly exiting the cabin.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 12:54 pm
 Jay woke up late again. What with Cotton leaving and her midnight talk with Axl, sleeping in was called for. Man, was she happy to find out it was another free day! She stretched, tossing her legs over the edge of her bed and...
"Ew, what the ********, man?!" Jay held out one of her legs in front of her, nose scrunched up at the mess of oatmeal she stepped in. "Who. The ********. Left...." Before she could finish that, she spied a dainty note in the middle of the mess. So it was one of Noel's groupies, huh?
Tiffany?! When did she develop a soft side?
Uuugh, that oatmeal felt so nasty. Shuddering as the slime seeped through her toes, she got up and headed for the showers, grabbing the messy tray on her way out. This cabin was team-exclusive. What was she thinking?! If Tiffany was there when Jay woke up... Oooh, she'd need a lot of sympathy from Noel afterwards.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 12:54 pm
 Sleep was definitely the answer to her problems; Annabel had gone earlier than she'd intended, and it'd really helped to rejuvenate her spirits. Stretching out as she woke up, Annabel took a minute to sober up and remake her bed, only barely contemplating her actions from yesterday. No sense living in the past, she supposed.
At the sound of a groan from another bunk, Annabel quickly turned- whacking her head on the roof in the process- to gave on Simon's now-stirring form. Seeing how uneasy he was, she squinted in an attempt to see him better...
...and instantly went into a swearing tirade. Snarling at just about everything- including the horse-colored girl who entered and left like a ghost- Annabel took a moment to simply sit and rage at the world from her bunk. Finally, settling down to the point where not everything she said was a swear, Annabel began to descend the ladder.
"JESUS CHRIST, SIMON," She hissed, anger still in her tone- hopefully, he'd be aware that it wasn't entirely at him, but at herself as well. Hitting the floor with an angry, solid THUNK- so much louder than her typically quiet and fluid movements- she sulkily stormed over to his bunk.
"You went into the Confessional, didn't you?! God damnit Christ on a Cracker, I KNEW I should've personally warned you! I thought someone would've TOLD YOU by now! Jesus Christ Donkey Kong a** TITS, AUGH." Burying her face in her paws in frustration, Annabel took a moment to practice her breathing exercises- count to ten, deep... slow breaths..
Looking up to Simon again, she was scowling.
"I'm not mad at you. I'm not. I just- s**t. That looks REALLY bad. Have you gone to the nurse at all?! Jesus Christ, Simon, I am SO sorry..."
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 1:08 pm
Seeing Annabel rush over there, and so noisily? It earned Simon a new bump on the head from that bunk above him with a distinctive thwack. Lucky as he was it seemed to have hit a tender spot at well - he'd sucked in a good liter of stale cabin air and whined, a paw hovering over his scalp but not bearing to touch it. What with the obvious physical pain and Annabel's tidal wave of profanities crashing in his direction, he looked about ready to burst into tears by the time she looked at him again.
"Y-y-y... You knew there was a bee's nest in there?" he mumbled, dejectedly. "How?"
He slowly shook his head at ner next question - the guy didn't even recall that there was a nurse here.
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