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 Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 9:33 pm
 Helena cast her vote and left to go back to her cabin
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 11:14 pm
 after staring at the fire for quite awhile, ozzie decided that he had to get at least a little sleep after the day he had, so he padded back to his cabin to sleep and hear the results later.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 11:22 pm
Ratchet'd been dreading this sort of thing... she didn't like the idea of exclusivity, and she certainly didn't like the idea of forcing somebody to leave. She hoped that if it wasn't her, it wouldn't be one of the campers she'd gotten to know well. At least Carmen was a Seagull; that way she wouldn't be going home yet. Crossing her fingers, Ratchet voted and headed back to the cabin, feeling a little queasy.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 11:50 pm
Kevi padded quietly toward the ceremonial firepit, picking up his voting voucher and a pencil before carefully thinking over who to choose. The silky-white Audio had only made one 'friend' thus far, and everyone else he knew little to nothing about yet. How was he supposed vote off another camper, without even getting to know them first? Sigh. This was going to be tough.
"Kippy, who do you think we should pick?" The boy asked, seeking advice from his dear plush friend. Of course, Kippy had no response. At least not vocally anyway, his deep, black button eyes said it all! "Yeah, you're right about that. Thanks, Kippy!" Kevin then scribbled down his vote, and passed it back to Chris for the counting. I hope we get a marshmellow, Kippy's getting hungry!
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 6:56 am
Elli looked as if she was in deep thought when she arrived. She seemed as if she was seriously weighing the pros and cons of her choice. But to those whom she had allied herself with, she gave them each a brief but knowing grin before she finally cast her vote.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 10:25 am
 By the time Simon made it to the campfire ceremony, he'd some how managed to shake off the cloud of bees that had been tormenting him since his visit to the confessional cam. He came out of it looking ruffled, puffy, generally worse for wear... and soaking wet, suggesting that he felt jumping in shark-infested waters was worth it to get those horrible stinging insects away from him.
He quietly cast his vote, and sat himself as far away from the host as he could manage, trying to stay as hidden from his view as possible.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 10:35 am
((There's enough votes in to make a decision, as the remaining votes would have no way to swing the vote another way))
"Annnnd votes are in!"
Chris ruffled through papers...which thankfully already had the votes laid out for him because he was horrible at math.
As he called out the names of those who were safe, he tossed a marshmallow to each of them. It was only when he was out of marshmallows that everyone knew who was going home.
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"Yeeesh Cotton, time for you to go! Shoulda jumped dude, looks like your team didn't appreciate the big fat zero."
Chris shook his head. Shame shame shame....
"And Lorna, time to get your butt out of here too! Guess that's what you wanted anyway dude, not very surprising."
OR dramatic. Crud. These first eliminations were always the most boring. Later on though...later on these would be -great-. But he had to smirk a bit at the way this vote had swung.
"GO. Down the Dock of Shame to the Boat of Losers. Board it, and you can't come back. EVEEEEEER."
..."Thankfully" That last part was muttered under Chris' breath.
Seems like a little surprise was waiting for them though, since a certain shark had told some friends of his and well...let's just say they had a sending off party for the two loser-campers.
((The losers are free to make a post on the docks to leave, but other than that are unallowed to post in camp threads further. There's -one- thread losers can post in that I'll have up in a bit, but otherwise you're gone dudes :B Sorrrrrry!))
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 12:03 pm
 Alex sighed in relief while eating her marshmallow happily, at least it wasnt her butt goin home yet. "Bye Lorna!" She called as she herself got up and walked off yawning. It had been a long day and she was rather tired. "Im out gang, I need some shut eye." With that she headed back to the Sharks Cabin for some sleep.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 12:19 pm
Nibbling on some leftover scraps from dinner contemplatively, Ariel watched Lorna's departure in silence. She felt bad for the girl, but she just wasn't cut out for this. She hadn't seemed to like anyone at the cabin, and it seemed safe to say that her team returned the favor. Oh well...with a shrug, Ariel finished her snack and wandered back to the cabin.
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 8:53 pm
Needing a quiet, and uncontaminated, place to clear her head, Helen padded softly up to the the ceremonial campfire. She sat down on the log and just thought, which she hadn't been able to do in days. Sure it was an odd place to go, but she wanted somewhere devoid of campers. She could have gone to the 1000 foot cliff, or even the lake, but she was not going to get near the water again, and she didn't want to hike up the cliff again. Anyways, Helen had an inkling that no one would be here now, I mean it was right in the middle of a challenge, who wants to think about their team losing and going home? Not her, but that's not what she came here to think about.
Carefully attempting to push the lens back into her glasses, because she was just getting to it now, Helen thought back to last nights ordeal. Sure, looking back, it was a great prank, but the fact that the sharks could survive out of water made her worry quite a bit. Helen also realized that not a lot had happened to her, she stayed out of peoples way, and they in return didn't mess with her. Except for that shark prank, but that was geared to a more general audience then just her. With a satisying pop, the lens went back into the frame and she was finally able to see normally again, the first time in days. With a sigh, Helen leaned back and loked up into the sky, watching the clouds.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 8:38 pm
"Welcome sharks...seems you're back here again huh?"
Chris smirked, watching campers file in.
"And seagulls, guess it's time to give one of your flock a boot."
Once everyone was in, Chris launched into the usual speech.
"Alright dudes. Repeating it for the sake of -you- and the audience at home. WELCOME to the dramatic campfire ceremony! Tonight two of you will be riding the loserboat home. One shark, one seagull. Gone. And they can never come back, ever ever ever EEEEEEVER."
He gestured to his side, a huge stack of marshmallows there.
"These represent your life here on Camp Wawanakwa. So long as you get one, you can stay. Find yourself without one by the end of this ceremony and you're finished. So dudes, who's it gonna be?"
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 (or enough to make a decision) 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.
Beavers are not here. At all. Not for voting or sitting in on the ceremony. Only losers come here.
One person from each team is going home. Sucks to be you~ Camper Name: ....Your name dude.
Team: There's a friggin lot of you guys, I can't keep up :/
Voting For: Who you want to leave dude
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 8:45 pm
 "Damn it, I'm getting really sick of having to come back here again." Kelly plunked herself down on a stump, not even bothering to be graceful about it this time. She bit down on a claw, nibbling it absentmindedly as she stared into the flames once more. She cast her vote quickly, knowing who she wanted off.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:04 pm
 This was certainly....awkward, to him anyway, but Nicky knew it was inevitable. So, managing not to stumble or trip, Nicky cast his vote, then went to wait. He had somewhere to go after this.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:06 pm
 Bobby had seen the interns building the Ceremonial fire from the top of the 1000 Foot Cliff and had slowly made his way down. With his heart in his throat he approached the fire to hear Chris' announcement over who had won. He tried to keep a nonchalant look on his face, but this was going to be hard.
There are so many cool people in our cabin...
Bobby wasn't sure if he still stunk or not, having spent the afternoon bathing in the sun and balmy breezes of the lake... so he didn't approach Kelly, and she seemed to be hating this as much as he was!
Bobby looked over the names of his cabin-mates numerous times, and then, finally coming to a decision made his vote. Before he had to look his teammates in the eye and look un-cool, he made his way back off into the dark, trying to blend in with the shadows around the fire.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:51 pm
 Marina walked in and listened to the speech, she knew who she was voting for. When the time came she put the name down, she didn't feel bad at all. She walked back and took her seat. She had no idea if she was safe or not but she didn't let herself get bent out of shape.
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