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[athousandandnun]

[Right after dusk, some campers may come across a miniskirt-wearing vampire with her hair stuck in the branches of a certain talking magic tree]

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[gr8presidentor]

Accidents happen.

[athousandandnun]

I'm afraid so.

[gr8presidentor]

Someone will be able to assist you. After all, this is that kind of environment.

[athousandandnun]

A swamp?

[gr8presidentor]

A camp. It's more like a small village, really.

I'm afraid I would be hard-pressed to assist you the way I am.

[athousandandnun]

I see, and that's quite all right.

[gr8presidentor]

So long as you're relatively unharmed, I suppose.

[athousandandnun]

I'm fine.

[gr8presidentor]

Are you a recent arrival, miss?

[athousandandnun]

Yes, I'm afraid this place is unfamiliar to me.

[gr8presidentor]

It's unfamiliar to most.

Camp Fuck You Die, if someone else hasn't informed you already.

[athousandandnun]

--ah, no one told me that, although someone mentioned other new arrivals.

[gr8presidentor]

New campers arrive approximately once a month. You're part of a group.

[athousandandnun]

How many usually come at a time?

[gr8presidentor]

Upwards of twenty, usually. The numbers fluctuate, but right now camp is home to hundreds of people. It's about the size of a private school.

[athousandandnun]

I see. That's quite a sum.