*I have CANDY children. You know you want it.*
[At first, the noise is but a faint humming from the western woods. For each passing moment the humming grows and grows until it is a loud rumbling, like a mudslide or avalanche it draws nearer and nearer with no indications of slowing down. And then they burst forward: A vast procession of mining carts careening towards Boys Cabin One until they come to a screeching halt, mere SECONDS before utterly demolishing the unfortunate cabin.
Those investigating the noise will find that the trail of spilled contents is quite peculiar: candy. Candy and snacks and confectionary of all shapes and sizes, and from all the worlds in camp. All of it simply lying in the open, ripe for picking.
And at the end of the trail stands a man with eyes like empty wells. A hardened and tired man dressed in nothing but a shirt and skirt made from candy-wrappings held together with cotton candy. Lots of it. For moments that feel like lifetimes he stares blankly into space. But eventually, he takes out his laptop. He finds it is once more connected to camp's network. And he begins to type.]
If anyone with the ability to create and manipulate water could come by Boys Cabin One, I will give you as much candy as you could possibly eat in one sitting... and if you just want to eat candy, you're welcome too. Anniversary's are party-times, after all. Just let me have a shower first... Precursors in the stars above and soil beneath us, just let me have a shower first. That's all I ask.
((On April 1st, Jak entered the Boys Shower. Camp remembered it was his one-year anniversary, and he was promptly teleported buck-naked to a realm of joy, joyness and magic. The land that is Candystan, where the kind king Confecthur waged a desperate war against the evil Ninja Dentist Overlords. After helping the sentient candy-people win this truly epic war of loss, betrayal and heroic sacrifice, Jak led the people of Candystan to the surface where their sugar-DNA was immediately warped into Splenda-DNA, leading to all of them dying agonizing, excruciating and very slow deaths. With his final words, the king made Jak promise that their demise should not be in vain, that they should fulfill their purpose: to be consumed and cherished by all. Honor his words. Come to me, my children, and eat the candy, mingle amongst yourselves, and be merry. Life is, after all, so very short and precious.
He wants the water for a shower, by the way. You have no idea how bad you start to smell when all you can wash yourself in is rivers of Soda.))
((ETA: Going to bed now, but keep snagging candy if you feel like it! Threads can be picked up tommorow or when it suits you.))
Those investigating the noise will find that the trail of spilled contents is quite peculiar: candy. Candy and snacks and confectionary of all shapes and sizes, and from all the worlds in camp. All of it simply lying in the open, ripe for picking.
And at the end of the trail stands a man with eyes like empty wells. A hardened and tired man dressed in nothing but a shirt and skirt made from candy-wrappings held together with cotton candy. Lots of it. For moments that feel like lifetimes he stares blankly into space. But eventually, he takes out his laptop. He finds it is once more connected to camp's network. And he begins to type.]
If anyone with the ability to create and manipulate water could come by Boys Cabin One, I will give you as much candy as you could possibly eat in one sitting... and if you just want to eat candy, you're welcome too. Anniversary's are party-times, after all. Just let me have a shower first... Precursors in the stars above and soil beneath us, just let me have a shower first. That's all I ask.
((On April 1st, Jak entered the Boys Shower. Camp remembered it was his one-year anniversary, and he was promptly teleported buck-naked to a realm of joy, joyness and magic. The land that is Candystan, where the kind king Confecthur waged a desperate war against the evil Ninja Dentist Overlords. After helping the sentient candy-people win this truly epic war of loss, betrayal and heroic sacrifice, Jak led the people of Candystan to the surface where their sugar-DNA was immediately warped into Splenda-DNA, leading to all of them dying agonizing, excruciating and very slow deaths. With his final words, the king made Jak promise that their demise should not be in vain, that they should fulfill their purpose: to be consumed and cherished by all. Honor his words. Come to me, my children, and eat the candy, mingle amongst yourselves, and be merry. Life is, after all, so very short and precious.
He wants the water for a shower, by the way. You have no idea how bad you start to smell when all you can wash yourself in is rivers of Soda.))
((ETA: Going to bed now, but keep snagging candy if you feel like it! Threads can be picked up tommorow or when it suits you.))