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A walkie talkie sat, unnoticed, next to the host. Curious...it hadn't been there earlier..huh. It suddenly crackled to life and a familiar mysterious voice came across the line.

"We're delighted your so concerned for our health McLean," the voice drawled. "But I assure you we'll be fine. And the purpose of the dolls is for us to know and you to find out...in time."

"........we are not amused..."

Lizzy had decided to use her own art supplies for her creation. And though she recognized the fact it was not her best work, she was still content that it got her point across.

Now all she had to do was hope that hers won somehow. Turning her entry in, she left. There were some things which needed to be taken care of at the cabin.

Dressup dolls? This had to be a bad joke. Scowling at the page, Annabel was entirely at a loss of what to do, trying to come up with some sort of outfit. Really, she was at a loss; what the hell were you even supposed to do with this sort of thing? She sat quietly for some time, simply regarding the page.

And then, the idea struck. Snickering to herself, Annabel rounded up some art supplies, and immediately buried herself in her work. She might not've been the best artist around, but goddamn if she wasn't going to try her hardest to win this. Still cackling as she worked, tail swinging fully as she did, Annabel seemed lost to the world in her efforts, immersed in whatever thoughts were going through her mind.

She'd taken a little longer than other campers, but then again, she'd busted her a** on this thing- besides that, there'd been times when she started laughing too hard to focus. Standing from the little working area, Annabel walked to turn in her entry, snickering the entire way up there.

Ignoring the sudden uncanny resemblance of the doll to a certain Rat b*****d, the outfit itself was bizarre- adding in the fact that it'd OBVIOUSLY been edited to be Chris, there was something horribly, horribly wrong with the ********' brilliant," Annabel grinned to herself, laughing once more as she practically waltzed off in victory.

Marina doodled on her doll for less then ten minutes she signed it , walked up to Chris made a "huff" at him and walked away. She didn't want to be there and when she found out it was going to be simple she just half assed it and walked back to her smelly camp.

ozzie tried to make his picture the best he could, but he was too distracted by what chris had said. he managed to get a costume on the doll but it wasn't nearly his best artwork. he just really wanted to be done so he could get away sooner. he finished and signed his name, then dropped his entry on the table in front of chris (he didn't want to get any closer than he needed to; for all he knew chris would grab him and test out his next challenge on him!) he then backed away so he could keep chris in his sights and returned the corner to curl up and wait for the results.

Vert gave a mental shrug as she decorated her doll. Twisted as it may be, this was still a camp and that meant arts and crafts in some form. At least it wasn't lanyard making or macrame. Knots were fun, but she just didn't have the patience to follow a predetermined pattern. This? This was fun, minimal guidelines involved.

After turning in her submission, she swung casually by the supplies again, pocketing all the green markers and crayons. Glitter was too messy to swipe, and besides, she'd used enough of it as it was.

Kevi had been focusing hard on dressing up his assigned doll, doing his best to put every piece in it's place as he put the finishing touches on his, err... Creation. He'd been scribbling for hours now, drawing all the clothes by hand paw and then some. It had to be perfect. Just a bit more tape, some glue here, yarn there, a couple buttons and... Well-ah!

With that the boy carefully picked up his craft, and trotted with his head held high over towards Chris. Clearly, the Audio was feeling rather confident about this particular challenge. And oh, let's not forget Kippy! Kippy had helped too, of course. The little mudkipster was the talented artist behind the awesome face on that doll, ohhh yes. Kippy had drawn it all by himself. Sort of. The only way a plushie can draw is when it's owner holds it by the paw and guides it's tiny stuffed fingers across the page with a crayon or two. Somthing like that.

In any case, Kevi turned over his doll to Chris, with Kippy resting comfortably on his shoulder. He even wrote a special note on the back of his entry, juuuust for host man. Hopefully, this would win the judges over? At least his doll was accurate.. Right? Dude?