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 Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 7:16 am
That... that was just creepy. But wait... a reality show? He didn't want to be on a reality show! Why didn't anyone warn them?! Oh yeah... They wouldn't because Chris was a big jerk! He was like a DM that decided to only pit the party against horribly powerful monsters that could kill them in one hit.
He sighed and looked at all the others on his team. He had seen some of them though he hadn't really interacted with any of them. There was that extremely cute girl, that guy who really liked his looks... He had probably written down some more in his notebook. Then he realized that the majority of the team were girls. Wow.
Stuffing the notebook back into his bag he headed to their cabin, hoping to find a good bed.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 9:39 am
 "FFFFFF." Was all Jen-...Sparks could say as she LISTENED to Chris. Well, she had no choice now BUT...She'd make it somehow. But Chef's little...show...Ew. She'd personally make sure that anyone who did that would get an earful of some kind of disgusting thing.
With that over and done, she up and left...and headed to their cabins.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 9:40 am
 Thank god at least on of the friends the brit made was on his team. He had only really listened for the names he knew and was disappointed that Carmen and Nigel were not on his team. But hey, at least he got the girl who knew her way around with a needle.
AND OHHH!!! REALITY SHOW?! Like the trashy ones in the states? How splendid! Noel always wanted to share his good looks on camera with the world watching. Perfect.
Noel stretched and only half listened to the rest. The bit about condoms got his attention...
After listening to what the one called chris had to say, the brit scrambled to go find a bed.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 10:23 am
Reza was of course late to arrive, but well she didn't really care at the moment. She had woken up on a strange island, gotten lost on her way around camp and just ended up seeing a file of few people heading this was from the mess hall, so the girl just followed like she knew what was going on, and just took a seat with her sand covered bags while listening in on all the chit chat going on. "So we are on some kind team huh?"
The teen had luckily picked up on her team name, but sadly didn't really know anyone on her team or what they looked like. That didn't really matter though since she would eventually find out, especially when the teams bunked together anyway, so why worry herself over nothing? She would just go with the flow, play the game to her own fitting.
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High-functioning Hellraiser
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 12:08 pm
Luna glared at the sock puppets as a snicker tugged at the corner of her lips. She couldn't help but laugh. "Awesome! So this is going to be fun after all!" she chimed, looking around at the rest of her team mates. She was relieved to see some familiar faces, as well as new ones.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 3:26 pm
When Marlo had gotten to the messhall, he had been greeted with a flow of people leaving. Trying, (and most likely failing), to blend in he 'went with the flow. Literally.
And then the whole 'place-he-wasn't-sure-he-had-been-here-last-night' feeling left. Reality show? Didn't that mean he had to....
Oh SNAP. It did. The list of fellow 'campers' who were with him on a 'team' made him wince internally. Well...Looking at some of the other teams, Blue sharks weren't that bad. They were blue, (he liked blue), and they were sharks, (did it have something to do with his fur?..or his obsession with the snack food?). Altogether, it could be worse. It could be raining.
Well...Despite his hunger, this whole team thing meant that he had too...
Introduce himself.
Awkward.
Oh man...that show....DOUBLE awkward.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 3:30 am
 After finishing his lap of the mess hall building, Nigel noticed everyone leaving and quickly grabbed his bag from inside before following leisurely behind the group. As he finally reached the campfire, he sat down on the ground amongst the other campers. So the camp was essentially a reality TV show then? Brilliant! At least it wouldn’t be boring.
As he listened to Chris call out the names of each camper and what team they were on, Nigel gazed around, trying to remember as many faces as possible and guessing which names went with which face based on everyone’s reactions. So he was a Seagull hmm? That suited him just fine. Nigel liked all animals so he wasn’t really bothered which team he was on, though he did notice he wasn’t with his newest mate Noel. Ah well, they could always have a chat between challenges and stuff anyway; maybe even over a cup of tea perhaps.
Once Chris was finished with his announcement, Nigel picked up his bag and was about to stand and make his way towards the cabins when the puppet show began. “What the...?” was all he could say as he watched the pathetically made sock puppets interact in ways that nobody would ever want to see a puppet behave. Nigel just stared, though his thoughts were mostly going along the lines of: ‘Oooook, well that’s one way to prevent teen pregnancy… Hmmm I wonder if they’ll serve any vegetarian food at this camp? I'll have to have a word with that chef guy about it later on...’
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 6:28 pm
Finally, it was time for someone to go home. DRAMA at it's finest....
And it'd get some of these annoying campers out of his ha---
The host sat at his podium, a rather large tray of marshmallows sitting on a smaller podium at his side. He was quiet as the campers filed in and took their seats (whether on log stumps or the ground itself), and only spoke once the final camper had been seated. He didn't have time to repeat this stuff afterall.
"Welcome campers, to the first DRAMATIC Campfire Ceremony. Unfortunately for youuu this is not a happy gathering. Two of you will be riding the loser boat, one from each of the loser teams. Guess the Seagulls simply had you beat at fluttering off cliffs, haha!"
Chris gestured to his side.
"Marshmallows represent your life here on Camp Wawanakwa, and it's only by receiving one at this ceremony that you're allowed to stay. You find yourself without one? It's time to say goodbye~"
If he had been in a better mood he'd drag out the DRAMA and SUSPENSE. But really? He just wanted to go back to his damn trailer.
"Alright dudes, short and simple. Vote for who you want to go bye bye, and hope it isn't -you- that's leaving."
FILL OUT THIS FORM
PM IT TO CHRIS MCLEAN
Do not talk about your vote here. If you feel the need you can talk in the confessional later, but actual names of votes need to stay to PMs for the ceremony for added DRAAAAAAAMAAAAAAAAA
You are however welcome to RP the suspense of having to vote someone off...but please don't chatter and chatter away in here. Thanks
Once all the votes are in I'll announce the losers and give them instructions.
Oh hey, by the way. You can only vote for someone -on your team-. Cause otherwise that'd be um....stupid.
One person from each team is going home. Sucks to be you~ Camper Name: ....Your name dude.
Team: There's 48 of you guys, I can't keep up with you all!
Voting For: Who you want to leave dude
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 6:35 pm
Rosa sat as still as she could, trying not to fidget. No betraying nervousness. She knew who SHE was voting for ... but what if ... no, no, she'd just wait and find out who it was.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 6:40 pm
 Strolling into the Fire Pit with her head, Annabel tried not to look worried- it wasn't on voting, mind you. Honestly? She wasn't scared of going home. She'd put herself out there, tried hard, been friendly. There was no reason to send her off!
But there was the drama with Chris, her worrying on Simon, the meeting with Lucifer... sighing to herself quietly, Annabel shook her head, and resumed her prideful strut to the circle. Taking the first empty seat- one next to the other punk girl, covered in tattoos- she kept her head high, not wanting to project her worries.
...But god DAMN was she ever scared.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 6:44 pm
Helen tried to swallow her nerves. She didn't think she'd made a bad impression on herself, but she also didn't make the best. She had a few candidates to choose from and she'd cast her vote, but that was only one person of 16. She sighed, she hated this, but if today's performance was anything to go by, there would be plenty more like it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 6:45 pm
Lucifer's tail twitched, his eyes narrowed. His gaze shifted, looking to each teammate in turn, looking to each ally. They knew what to do.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 6:47 pm
 Rosalina sat there, a picture of absolute calm...besides the nervous twiddling of her paws. She didn't want to go home just yet; the fun will just starting. Catching Lucifer's gaze for a moment, she gave a brief smile before staring back at her paws again.
Really, she hoped that all would go well.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 7:08 pm
Helena moved to the campfire and nervously looked around for any familiar faces. Finding Annabel, she sat on the empty side of her and looked at the floor. She was too afraid to look up.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 7:13 pm
 Kelly sat down on a stump soberly. She wasn't the friendliest Audio around and she knew it but she had at least tried for her team. Her tail flicked in agitation as she contemplated those on her team. Who to choose?
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