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 Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 7:20 am
Lake Wawanakwa lies below the 1000 foot cliff. It's nice enough to look at, but campers will note that the lake has been well stocked with psychotic fresh-water Audio-eating sharks. Ha ha! The lake can provide an area to swim or fish if one can get around the constantly patrolling sharks. They don't much like their source of food messed with dudes. A river feeds into the lake, and if one was to follow it they'd find a serene waterfall further upstream. Just beware skinydipping campers (yes Annabel, this means you). ******* [ The Main Campgrounds ] [ 1000 Foot Cliff ]
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:05 pm
Ow, stupid tree branch. Lucifer paused a moment to put a paw to his head, having smacked into a low tree branch only moments before as he made his way from the maingrounds toward the lake. Sometimes, there were disadvantages to being so tall.
Oh...but it had given him a great idea, kekekeke. He'd have to stop by the infirmary for some bandages later.
Grrr...water, so why was the pyromaniac, who hated water, making his way to the very thing that he hated? Simple, to fetch his shark, Laz3r. Being a shark (although and awesomely amazing one that could walk on dry land), Laz3r -liked- the water. So that was where he had taken his break (hey, union rules), and being that Lucifer had to deal with a challenge that after (lame challenge, hmph!) it had been the perfect time to spend some time in the water.
So now Lucifer had wandered to the shore of the lake to find him.
"Yo, Laz3r, where are you?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:21 pm
 Scott sat at the edge of the lake, idly doodling a picture of his favorite host in the sand with one claw. He'd been excused from intern duties until Chris had further need of him. Luckily the word search challenge hadn't required much setting up and short interns weren't the best at handing out sheets of paper. The little intern sighed a little, looking out at the deceptively calm waters. There was never anything to do when the host wasn't around.
Scott's ears perked as a voice called out from a little ways down the shore. He stood up and peered down the beach. It wasn't Chris but...a camper? The little intern fretted, trying to decide whether to leave or not. Certainly he wouldn't go any closer. Afterall, if something happened, Chris would want to use the footage and it was a nuisance to him to have to cut interns out of shots. "Mmph.." Whimpering a little, Scott stayed where he was and waited to see what would happen.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:30 pm
A fin emerged from the water, swimming toward the pyromaniac before the shark emerged with a toothy grin, wondering what Lucifer had planned next. If sharks could snicker, he was certainly doing it now.
"Listen, I had a great idea.... *whisperwhisperwhisper*"
As Lucifer whispered to his finned friend, Laz3r's grin grew wider, oh ho ho, he really was a devious audio. >D
What was that, a faint sound, Laz3r had excellent hearing. A fin raised, drawing Lucifer's attention, they were being watched.
Hey, that wasn't a camper, maybe an intern? And oh, the little guy seemed to have plenty of bandages. Kekeke, maybe Lucifer could get some from him instead of having to go to the infirmary and deal with chef. Oh yes, this would be much easier.
"Hey, come here for a minute, I want to ask you something."
Lucifer had raised his voice as he called out to the little intern, loud enough to be heard despite the distance between them.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:39 pm
Scott could only gape as a shark rose out of the water and allowed the camper to get close without biting him. So enthralled by the sight, he jumped violently as he was addressed, not realizing he'd been noticed until Lucifer called to him. "M-me?" he asked, unsure.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:42 pm
"Yeah, you."
Silly little intern, who else would he be talking to?
"I need some first aid stuff, like bandages and things like that, for a friend. Don't suppose you have any on you?"
A friend, yeah, that's it, kekeke
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:48 pm
OH! He needed help! Chris wouldn't mind that..right? Smiling a bit the intern hurried over, at least until he got within a few feet of Laz3r. He glanced nervously at the shark, worried it would bite him if he got too close. "I-I have some bandages," Scott admitted, blinking up at the camper. He was a lot taller than he looked from the other side of the beach.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 9:52 pm
"Thanks man, I owe you."
Lucifer grin, though he did his best to keep it innocent, to keep his devious thoughts from turning that grin into a wicked smirk. Nope, had to look sincere, concerned, had to keep his cover intact.
Laz3r however, was not so hesitant to flash a rather deviously toothy grin in the interns direction, as if he could leap from the water and bite the little intern's tail at any moment. Heh heh heh.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 10:00 pm
Scott took some bandages from his pocket and handed them over. They were a bit dirty but usable. He smiled up at the larger audio, tail wagging a little. Something about him reminded Scott of Chris. Hmm...what was it? Oh! The smile yes...Chris smiled at him just like that sometimes! A lot in fact!
The sharks grin was not so comforting. Scott whimpered a little, taking a few steps further from the shoreline.
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 10:07 pm
"These'll work great, thanks!"
Ah, perfect, the fact that they were already dirty made it that much better. Kekeke, oh yes, it was all so perfect.
"C'mon Laz3r."
A last grin at the intern, and Lucifer was off, Laz3r following behind, that toothy grin never fading.
Now for his plan, oh such a glorious plan, kekekeke.
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 1:37 pm
 ozzie was on his way to the cliff, when he decided to stop by the lake for a quick rest. he made sure to stay far above where the waves lapped the shore (no way was he voluntarily getting wet right after the last challenge!). as he sat there, he looked up towards the top of the cliff. he groaned at the thought of the time and energy it would take to reach the top, and decided that the base of the cliff would be just as, if not more, effective as the top for posting his flyers up. so, after a moment, he got up and headed towards the base of the cliff, sticking flyers on every signpost and tree he passed.
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