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[capthlock_rage]

[It's another day in Camp Fuck You Die! The sun is trying valiantly to poke through the clouds, the zombies are making one-winged snow angels, the icicles are conspiring to impale unsuspecting passers by, and outside the Mess Hall, two emo princes seem to be engaged in a yelling match

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[servicewitha]

[on his way to the mess hall, looking only slightly worse for wear]

[capthlock_rage]

... What happened to you?

[servicewitha]

It's been an interesting past few days.

[capthlock_rage]

Is that supposed to answer the question?

[servicewitha]

Not really.

[capthlock_rage]

Are you going to share or are you just going to keep being vague?

[servicewitha]

Are you going to keep pouting if I don't answer directly?

[capthlock_rage]

I shouldn't even bother.

[servicewitha]

And yet you're still doing it. There was a monster that didn't seem to want to go down easy.

[capthlock_rage]

Even for a fighter like you?

[servicewitha]

I wouldn't say I'm much of a fighter.

[capthlock_rage]

You have the build.

[servicewitha]

You have good eyes.

[capthlock_rage]

Enough to tell that you are an idiot for walking around like that.

[servicewitha]

[shrugs]

I've been through worse.

[capthlock_rage]

We have doctors for a reason.