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(( Option C) If you have it, I'm going to use that shiny thing I picked up. Whatever it is. ))

A) You wade out into the surf and begin swimming. Swimming, swimming, just keep swimmmvvvverrrrrhghghhgrgrhbarbblebargh. Nuts. You sank. =C Thankfully, there's someone here to help you get back to shore!





By the time you get back to shore and the interns get you out, it's too late to continue on. :c Might as well go take a shower before the rest of your cabinmates get back!

B) Something happens!

... But since no one picked this route, the result shall remain a MYSTERY. O:

C) The shiny thing turned out to be... a whistle! Upon blowing it, you see the dark moving shapes spin and turn towards you. Triangular shaped fins slowly rip into the surface, like a killer carnivore ripping into your screen door. They're coming closer and closer, and oh SH-




- hey. They stopped, and they're looking at you rather strangely. Realizing that you're not going to be eaten, you hitch a ride on the back of a shark to the distant island. During the trip, you lost the shark-summoning whistle though. Continue forth!

D) How did you expect a yellow square to help you out? Did you think it would unfold into a yellow sail and allow you to glide across the waves to the other side? Ha! As if.

Instead it unfolds into a yellow rubber ducky innertube, which you quickly inflate, get in, and use to swim your way to the distant shore. Sure, it takes a long time and you're tired, but at least your leg didn't cramp up halfway there and make you sink! But, on the way over, something brushed your leg.... You made it to the other side! You rip a hole in it while stepping out of the ducky, deflating it rather quickly. Good job! Looks like you're stuck here... but where's here? Read on!


You made it! 'sept you're cold, tired, wet, and surprisingly not hungry after all that. You stretch and look around. Wow! A white, tropical beach with a distinct lack of sand sculptures in the shape of a host. It's just per- wait. What was that?! You hear a noise that doesn't sound too welcoming. In fact, it sounds quite bigger than you, and could be translated easily into 'You look quite tasty and delicious, and I think I shall eat you.' Greeeeeaat. What will you do now, aside from shouting curses at Chris into the sky?

A) I-I-I'm not scared! I'm just going to go investigate that area over there that's in the complete opposite of that roar! And maybe I'll hang out under that bush. To regain my breath, y'know?

B) Okay, what. Breakfast sucked, Chris is late, I had to ninja my way around camp after an intern, dig through trash, go for a walk in the woods, swim in shark-infested water, and NOW something ELSE wants to eat me?! I'm grabbing that stick over there and giving whatever the heck it is the what-for!

((Option A. sounds more like helena.. xD))

((Option B))

A) I-I-I'm not scared! I'm just going to go investigate that area over there that's in the complete opposite of that roar! And maybe I'll hang out under that bush. To regain my breath, y'know?

Though the rush from shark-riding was still fresh in her veins, the roar made Lirina consider the sensibilities. There was much cursing at the sky. She considered that she could attack the creature after seeing what she was going against (and if it would require a bigger blunt object) seemed the logical choice.

((Serena is too good-natured to not help whatever its picking on so A))

A) You run in and use your stick like a... well, stick. You raise your stick up and viciously bring it down on the monster's head. That's what you hoped for, at least. Due to your profound experience in dealing with prehistoric geese, you chicken out and the stick slips from your grasp, throwing the stick several yards away. Maybe even less.

The goose whips its head aroudn to look at it. Too bad it doesn't go after it like a dog -- instead it looses its attention on whatever it was hounding, and focuses on you.

Luckily for you, you're not bite-sized or made of bread. Afrter being viciously pecked, wing-slapped, and goosed (literally as to the fact that a freakin' giant goose is attacking you, no need for unnecessary lawsuits now), it leaves you alone and wanders off.

Bruised and sore, you stumble around the small island until you come across a tent. It's... empty. All that's left is a big cage and the lingering scents of Chris, Chef, and the other campers. No flashy moniters, no chairs, not even a leftover promotional granola bar to be found!

...There is the intern from earlier, though. Crackersnatcher strikes a deal with you, in that you'd help him clean up and he'll take you back to camp. Unfortunately, by the time you're done, it's time for the Campfire ceremony.

Bummer! You went through this entire CYOA and got nothing for it except a pat on the back!

...Well, okay, maybe not for one of you... ninja