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 Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 10:50 pm
 Kelly shot Bobby a confused look as he slipped her a note. What the hell was this? She looked at it, opening it slowly. If this was some juvenile love letter, she'd toss his furry butt into the fire herself! This was just not the time.
But she smiled as she read it, smirking at the giver.
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 10:53 pm
 "No prob," he said, his voice still soft. He was still unhappy with Chris and what he was making him do, but god. It was his hair. No one should have their hair messed with. Even sadistic b*****d hosts.
"I hope it washes out soon." Axl would have patted his arm, but that would have been -weird-. So he just headed back to his seat.
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 11:01 pm
 Marina knew the campers must of been invited but she didn't like it (da). She looked at Axl " Sorry " and she smiled the worst smile that woudn't fool anyone . She normally had wonderful smiles so it was clear she didn't mean it.
She got up and voted then handed it to Chris" I'm sorry this happened to you " she said with no sass. She lived a great life and was really happy. This chapter would end soon. Marina was going to move on, but what happened with Chris would end up being watching by people all over the place ( Like the world wide web) she really didn't think about herself being watched.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 10:19 am
 Asher didn't understand what was wrong with the host's hair, it was a pretty color in his opinion, but clearly Chris wasn't happy with it.
As he turned in his vote, Asher had wanted to say something to make the host feel better. Of course, he had no idea what to say. And Chris looked like he was ready to bite some heads off. So Asher made a terrified squeak and sat back down.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 11:48 am
"Appreciated," he said to Marina in the same sort of tone, as he sat down. He gave his eyes a roll and waited for the results. Seriously, what was that girl's problem? Its not like he'd ever done anything to her.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 12:57 pm
 Since the incident, Serena had not been seen. But now she slowly approached, her blue hair freed from her bandanna and hanging around her face, which was stained from tears, and dirt. However, she was not alone and the closer she got, the more she would slow down and her breathing slowed as well. She was scared. Despite how she might have appeared before, now the girl looked fragile and ready to book it at any moment. So why had she come? For the camper beside her to be able to vote. Biting her bottom lip she turned a scared stare over to her new friend, her hand clutching her discarded headpiece. She slowly moved behind Ravyn, so uncertain if she could approach any further. What would everyone do if they saw her? And then.. she saw him. The one she feared the most, not due to wrath but what he symbolized. Except now he was in a Sailor Outfit. She turned her stare to the floor and trembled slightly stopping in her tracks. No further would she go.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 2:18 pm
Ravyn walked alongside the watery female. He had fallen silent once more, looking at her occasionally. Upon approaching the fire pit he gave her a quick glance before going up. He had shown up late, but he knew what to do.
If Serena was going to come the rest of the way he would escort her as far as she was allowed to go at the moment, but he was walking forward to cast his vote and get it over with.
Ravyn scribbled a name down, and handed it to Chris in passing. He snickered they picked a good outfit. After casting his vote he returned to Serena to sit and see who was voted off.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 2:53 pm
Billy was back in the cabin, sleeping off the excitement of they day. Hey, he didn't have to vote anyone off so...
But he was having weird dreams about Chris and Kenshin in Sailor Outfits fighting with Tuxedo Mask...
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:41 pm
Carmen sat on a log towards the outer part of the circle. She was feeling really nervous. She had totally dropped the ball on these last two challenges. In a way, two pen and paper sorts of challenges had some how taken her aback.
After that cliff jumping, she was expecting more outrageous and adrenaline pumping escapades. She had in the end only made doodles on her doll paper, which she ripped into a thousand pieces after she couldn't feel happy with it at all.
She wasn't even sure why she had felt so perfectionist about the whole last challenge. That didn't feel like her. Seeing the host be chased around like that was a hoot. She found it extremely entertaining. Tackling.. how awesome.
But, there she sat fretting. Would her team feel upset with her failure to deliver these past 2 times? Would she be sent home? She twirled a thread of hair around her paw as she waited for the verdict.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 1:31 am
 Nigel strolled leisurely to the firepit and scribbled down his vote, before handing it to Chris. Finding himself a place to sit afterwards, he began to draw shapes in the dirt with his toes as he waited for the results.
Looking over to his left he noticed Carmen and offered her a friendly smile and a thumbs up (well as close to a ‘thumbs up’ as you can get with paws). Nigel couldn't recall having seen her in awhile and she definitely looked like she could do with some cheering up.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 2:51 pm
Carmen smiled sincerely. She didn't miss his 'thumbs up'. Nigel was always nice, polite, and made her feel included. She thought if it ended up being her to leave camp. She'd especially miss Luna, Ratchet, and Nigel. Maybe somehow, when this was all over; she could get in touch with one or two and go on an epic adventure. Maybe a backpacking trip in the Rockies or something. Something planned and well prepared for.
She gave Nigel a meek smile and waved back at him. She subtley got up and scooted down to sit more closer to him. She continued to try to put on a non chalant face. Finally convincing herself that maybe she was liked enough; she could stay a day or two; but what if Nigel was voted off. She gave him a quick playful wink.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 5:58 pm
 Alright, he had waited long enough. Enough of the campers before him had made a choice to call this little 'meeting' over. So, high time to kick out the losers and crawl back into hiding.
"Alright dudes, votes are in."
Chris coughed, rubbing uncomfortably at his throat. As he eyed the gloves on his paws he grumbled, narrowing his eyes a bit.
"Sharks...."
Chris threw out marshmallows, stopping when only one member of the sharks was without one.
"Reza time for you to go dude!"
Gesturing to the chosen camper, Chris waited a moment before continuing on. This time he threw marshmallows at the safe Seagull campers. When only one was left, he spoke once more.
"Close count dudes, but in the end you've chosen Abigail to go. See ya."
Chris waved the two to the dock of shame. At least for -them- they'd be getting to go to a nice resort..not that any of the campers had any idea of said resort.
Hehehehe.
"Now get out of here."
Ears pinned back, he turned and stormed off to his RV...only tripping once on the way out of there.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 6:51 pm
Axl gave a shrug and got up to go. He felt a bit bad, he'd liked Abigail, she'd seemed really nice.
Truth be told though, he was more glad he was still around. Giving a nod to his fellow Gulls, he headed back toward their cabin. Or the dock. Which ever one stunk less.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 8:02 pm
When Ravyn had left her side to vote, she had turned her back to the host before sitting. She couldn't look up or even face things yet. She was far too upset. Only when he had returned, would she turn back around and nearly hide behind her friend. If he had paid attention, he would have noticed Serena peeking out over his shoulder, and just the tiniest little hold on a fold of his sleeve. She was praying he wouldn't be called. And when he wasn't a sigh of relief came. She glanced over at the saved gull camper. "Can we go now?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 9:34 pm
He nodded, standing once more to escort his friend back to their hideaway in the forest.
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