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[thebackburner]

[It's a usual Monday dinner in the Camp Fuck You Die mess hall! People are mingling! Other people are hoarding food so they don't have to eat soup tomorrow!

Except something RATHER LARGE just BLASTED THROUGH the wall in an explosion of noise as if a HUMAN-SIZED CANNONBALL HAS HIT THE SOUTH WALL, and it smashes through like five tables and rolls to

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[but_a_wolf]

...

[thebackburner]

Owww, where the fuck did I land

[but_a_wolf]

Mess Hall. Cookie?

[thebackburner]

The Mess Hall?

[parttime_fang]

...!

[Watches the table go away]

[parttime_fang]

[parttime_fang]

THE FUCK! I WAS EATING THAT BEANPOLE!

[thebackburner]

AH! SHIT! I'M STILL IN PAIN GIVE ME TIME TO GET UP AND RUN!

[inwolfclothing]

WHOA what was that?

[thebackburner]

Guess I should've kept my weight forward...

[inwolfclothing]

That was pretty cool.

[thebackburner]

Shit, that's a really big hole...

[fingeroflife]

*there's something you only see every few days*

[thebackburner]

[oh good, I'm just. Going to brush off then]

[fingeroflife]

...are you quite all right?

[voodoochef]

*If he is, he won't be that way for long.*

[brokenclover]

Oh my god, are you okay?

[thebackburner]

F-fine, fine! Sorry... uh. I shouldn't have gone that far...

[brokenclover]

It's all right. I'm just glad you aren't hurt or anything.

[thebackburner]

Well you learn how to fall and stuff.