Apr 15, 2009 19:46
[MY the center of camp is spacious! A wonderful place for people to gather and gawk at the counselor who has decided to introduce himself properly today!]
I have swum this territory for eighteen lights and darks, and it seems I won't be moving on anytime soon. Indeed I have been informed that a job has been assigned to me as a 'Counselor' of this human colony. And I shall do it, not out of obligation or responsibility, but simply because it happens to be in line with that which I was born to do.
For those who have not yet met me: I am Ed'Rashtekaresket, once the Master Shark of all the Sea, and for the time being I am Camp Fuck You Die's Distress Call Response Team. I should hope that you have all noticed the irony of this title. Take care not to fall to distress unduly, lest you find out too late what type of response I am given to when met with it.
Now, ask what questions you may have.
((ooc: SOB POSTING BY MYSELF IS HARD. Uhm. Am slow. ETA ABANDONING SHIP for now, I'll probably pick at it slowly over the next couple days but yeah, SPORADIC.))