*Tonight, a strong gust of wind sweeps through camp-- and was that a flutter of wings? At any rate, you may find yourself in the library, facing a man that looks like he very well could have been a woman. In front of you is a coffee table with both a tea set and a coffee pot sitting on it, with two chairs set side by side in front of it. If you don't find yourself there, well, feel free to happen by.*

Hello. Care for a drink?

((OOC: People who are spiritually sensitive or can see spirits/auras/what have you can see the wings. Other supernatural beings such as other angels, demons, etc can see them as well.))

[ A purple and burgundy Harrier Jet from oh, the 22nd Century or so buzzes the camp before it loops around for a second pass. On this pass it comes to a nice little clearing between a few buildings and begins to land.

The light glistens in all those dramatic places. Cockpit, wingtips, weapons. It actually sets down! Something seems a bit off though... ]


(( It's been a while, go easy on me while I ease back in~ Apparently I'm a lot rustier than I thought, sorry. ))

[Standing on the rise of land over the lake and silhouetted against the greenish glow of the setting sun off the water, there is a man in a long leather duster and wide-brimmed hat, holding what looks like a large stick.

It's all very dramatic. Really. Seriously.

Until he notices you.]


Hey. Hey you!

Is there someplace around here to get a beer?


((I AM NERVOUS and also don't know my icons. s-slow.))

*A tiny archangel of fire is for once not dressed in leather! Instead he is wearing a dress shirt and tie...still shorts, but not short short leather ones! He is carrying flowers and has Rhode in tow.*

Alright, let's do this.

*And knocking on Chizu-nee's door is a go!*



((OOC: For those who want, there will be convenient bushes to hide in provided))

Who the hell put a starbucks’ java chip frappuccino, three redbulls, some lunchables and a pack of donuts in the fridge?

( ooc: takumi & kaidou are dying down )

[SOMEWHERE, in a convenient area of camp, there is a girl floating a few feet off the ground! except instead of riding the traditional broomstick, she's on a scythe. it looks pretty impressive! until there's a loud CRASH and they hit the ground]

This is your fault!

[and now she's yelling at a guy sitting where the scythe used to be]

((Soul is gone for now and Maka will be spotty for a bit!))

[ suddenly, KNOCKING. on your cabin door & standing behind it? one (1) geek in a suit looking pretty nervous but attempting to be a little professional anyway. if your door's open (or you don't have a conventional door), said geek will be peeking inside.

do you answer/ignore/harass/chase away/option e? ]


(( intro post, freshmeat, semi-new voice, etc.!

edit: going out with family to dinner. be back later ♥ back! ))

[ The man standing and looking out over the lake seems to have chosen the perfect place to highlight the outline of his coat dramatically against the water. ]

Hey there, Marcy. Didja miss me?

[ But Jack's out of range of her tentacles, try though she may. ]

The more things change, huh.


(( intro! standard 'will be raped slow' warning goes here. THREADS MAY CONTAIN MARKED S3 SPOILERS. please opt-in to have Jack discuss spoilery content with you! PASSING OUT FOR A BIT, WILL PICK UP. ))

Everyone! Prepare for the elderly!

*has an array of walkers, canes, and wheelchairs set out. There are blankets and bingo cards as well. There's also a table full of fibrous food and fiber supplements*

Keep them happy and keep them regular!

[Today if you're in any vicinity to be able to see the bridge to the Lawyertarium, you might notice that two flags have been raised there today. If you know anything about European flags you'd be able to tell it's the flag of Poland and Lithuania respectively. What's quite unusual is that these particular flags doesn't seem too happy about the situation ...and  I guess it isn't so common to hear flags talk.]

Poland.

So not my fault! I told you I, like, counted on you!

((ooc: Liet is falling asleep and Poland is winding down, we'll pick up later))

[SO. NEW ARRIVALS. YOU LOVE THEM. There is currently one who had probably been on his way to the local IKEA when he heard some distressing news]

Who makes rules banning that anyway?

[there may or may not be signs of gorillas and zombies having been fought]


((Iiiiintro post. Will be slowish due to voice and iconage


ETA: awaaaaaaake))

[Coming out of the woods are two teenagers dressed in black/red robes. They look like they've been through something and have come out of it in badass perfectly kept dignity.

Except for that handcuff-slash-"friendship bracelet" holding their wrists together that looks like Sanrio barfed cuteness all over it. And they're arguing too.]

Making any progress, Mai?

...No.

...I suppose now that we're back we can make use of the services here. You there, where can we find a lockpick?

[that last part was directed at you, the person who has decided to gawk at them]

[Alain is enjoying the morning sunshine near the library with an old-fashioned looking book. His mood can be summed up with ~♥~book~♥~

But he keeps glancing at the library with longing looks]

I must find a way. Why one book has naught but whet my appetite for more. Surely there must be someone here what can teach me to read your letters.

((Mid-Worlders have canon issues with reading books that aren't written in their own speech. Come help, or tease or use for a mingle post :Dd))

...what's wrong with my flowers?

[Ken is working in a small flower garden outside the Mara house. There are lots of flowers! But there's something strange -- the petals are all closed up. He picks one from the ground, and the petals open, revealing:]

"A closed mouth gathers no feet?" What's that supposed to mean?



((ooc: If you pick a flower, the petals will open to reveal a fortune! It could be good, bad, ambiguous, silly....... you can google around for the most ridiculous one you can find.))

taking a little break!

*today, in the middle of camp, there is a flock of small fuzzy animals! it might include your pet cat or dog. or it might just be that pack of zombie puppies you see wandering the place every so often. or, hey, you might BE one of the small fuzzy animals!

either way, you might doubletake at the sight of a small pink-haired girl with a giant axe on her back tagging along after them! she's occasionally leaning down to pet one, and very carefully handing back any bits that happen to fall off.*

...♥

((--out for tonight, will resume threads tomorrow morning!))

[Two masked vigilantes are in the Mess Hall, looking over a newspaper.]

"The Morning Tentacle"?

Very classy.

Meh... It's not so bad, even if the comics section is nothin' but 48 reprints of Family Circus.

Different strokes, I suppose. Just don't read the obituaries.

... fine, I'll bite. Why not?

They're for next week.

... balls.

((For your mistletoe-free shenanigans, with a side of anticipatory death! It's fun for the whole family! ... I don't even know, okay? This post idea was lodged in my headspace for two freaking days, so now I must exorcise it. Ricochet and the Spirit will both be out, until my brain implodes from the sarcasm overload.

Edit: Vastly overestimated my ability to stay awake. Dropping off now, but I'll pick up old & new tomorrow if anyone wants.))

SINCE WHEN DID MISTLETOE HAVE GUIDED MISSILES


[yes this is another mistletoe post 8|]

[In a clearing in camp, there are the elements of a party set up -- punch, chips, cake, cheap paper tablecloths, cheesy hats, etc. And above it all hangs a banner:

CONGRATULATIONS

After THREE YEARS of being poked and prodded
by a supernatural zombie summer camp
and a variety of people from different dimensions,
you're finally starting to meet some guys!

GO GET 'EM, TIGER!
HAPPY CAMP ANNIVERSARY!



...someone doesn't seem to be very happy about this. Well... at least the food is safe!]


((ETA @ 12:40 AM EST: Slowing down for the night! Will pick up new and continuing threads tomorrow!))

[it's either ridiculously late or ridiculously early depending on how wacked out your sleeping schedule is, but the Mess Hall is open and the coffee machine works, which this little detective is certainly grateful for. if you're still awake at this ungodly hour, come say hi to your friends and take shots of caffeine -- or bother the detective sitting in the corner with his laptop who may or may not be nursing his sixth cup. :|b]

[SOMEWHERE NEAR YOU there is a loli sitting on a dude's lap. SOMETHING LOOKS INAPPROPRIATE BY THIS. Though it's hard to tell if the loli or if the dude make it inappropriate. . .]

But daddy~~~~~ I want it~!

(z.z)