*I have CANDY children. You know you want it.*

[artist_of_anger]

[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

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[fingeroflife]

*Jak's coming back to camp in spectacular fashion. must be Tuesday. Personal raincloud, get?*

[artist_of_anger]

*Would you mind if I'll just. Stand here and not talk? And soak in it's pure... good... WATERY JUSTICE OH SWEET PRECURSORS HOW I HAVE MISSED THIS ehem.

Anyhow, would you mind?*

[fingeroflife]

*Not in the slightest. He is, after all, fairly familiar with your returns to camp. So he'll just wait until you're ready to acknowledge something other than the cleansing rain*

[artist_of_anger]

*WAAAATER. I WOULD FALL TO MY KNEES AND SING YOU A THOUSAND HYMNS, WRITE A MILLION POEMS EACH MORE EPIC THAN THE LAST, AND IT WOULD NEVER, COULD NEVER, EVER, DESCRIBE HTIS FEELING! THIS UNLIMITED ECSTACY! THIS BLISS WHICH KNOWS NO BOUNDS aaaand I'm sorta going into the cabin now. Mind waiting a bit more?*

[fingeroflife]

*I think I would be extremely happy to wait here, actually*

[artist_of_anger]

*Coming out now.

With jacket. And clothes. Clean, good clothes. Can I just hold these for a second? FEEL how unsoiled they are?

Okay, I'm good. Going behind the cabin to shower up and get the worst off me now.*

[fingeroflife]

*the raincloud will be happy to follow you until you feel cleansed. Or relatively cleansed.*

[artist_of_anger]

*And I'll be happy to spend an unspecified amount of time over here being naked. During which all kinds of zany introductions to foreign people can be made. You know how it goes.*

[fingeroflife]

*I do indeed. And Francescu is happy to wait until you are decently clothed and showered.*

[artist_of_anger]

*La la la, Oh time-space continuum, here in camp, Hiro's not the only one who tops you all the time! Shanananana oookay. Done. Hair is wet, but the worst muck is gone and some of the stench too. Just...not all. Can we do the whole wordless communicaiton for just a little while longer? Promise it'll be over soon.*

[fingeroflife]

*we're fine with wordless communication, we use it a lot ourselves. Also, really, if you're not dissolving people's sinuses all the better*

[artist_of_anger]

*Not dissolving people's sinuses is awesome.*

... Candystan.

[fingeroflife]

...is that where this came from, then.

[artist_of_anger]

Whole world. Ground, lakes... everything but the air, Precursors be praised, made out of candy.

[fingeroflife]

...camp sends you to the most unusual places. That sounds fairly unpleasant, but at least nothing is currently trying to incinerate, dissolve or devour you?

[artist_of_anger]

I can't believe you make a world where people tried to brush me to death sound like a good thing.