[ITP: ART IMITATES LIFE]

[o_sarchasm]

[On this side of camp, there is a boy. A boy with hopes, dreams, and regrets, but most of all, a boy who really has to pee.

Far, far on the other side of camp, there are the boys' bathrooms.

It was never meant to be.]

(( YOU ARE COMPELLED TO TALK TO SOKKA AT LENGTH eta taking a break, will pick up to the best of my ability after some history

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[master_of_mon]

[IS DARTING BACK AND FORTH IN YOUR WAY. Looking for something!]

Oh man, oh man! Where is it?!

[o_sarchasm]

Not here!

[master_of_mon]

[GRABBING YOUR ARM]

It was just a second ago! But then Buizel used Water Gun and I lost it! The Water Pulse that came after didn't help either!

[o_sarchasm]

What are you even talking about!?

[master_of_mon]

Are ya even listenin'?! My sea weasel knocked it off! Ya gotta help me find it, it's probably soakin' wet now!

[o_sarchasm]

...Your sea weasel?

[master_of_mon]

Yeah, see? [POINTS. IT'S AN OTTER. AN OTTER FLYING IN LOOPS IN A STREAM OF WATER IN THE SKY VIA AQUA JET]

It knocked it off by accident.

[o_sarchasm]

...

[master_of_mon]

[WAVES IN YOUR FACE]

So have ya seen it? We've been lookin' everywhere and even Buizel can't find it!

[o_sarchasm]

Cut that out!

[master_of_mon]

Do I look like I have any scissors?! Ya gotta help me find it!

[o_sarchasm]

Find what!?

[master_of_mon]

My hat!

[o_sarchasm]

Your-- augh!

[master_of_mon]

[SHAKES YOU] This is important!!

[o_sarchasm]

[SNATCHES YOUR HAT OFF YOUR HEAD AND SHOVES IT AT YOU]