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[deschainofka]

[There's a crash of gunfire in the distance. Then another. And another

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[tis_allgood]

[drawn by the sound of gunfire... approaching cautiously]

[tis_allgood]

Hold your fire, sai, I've no wish to end the day dead.

[deschainofka]

...

...Cuthbert?

[tis_allgood]

.... Do I know you, sai?

[he feels like he does, but you don't look like any of his father's friends]

[objectify]

[...]

Camp Fuck You Die... ....say true.

[deschainofka]

But where?

[objectify]

That's where this gets a little complicated.

[deschainofka]

[He makes a impatient little movement with his hand]

Complicated how?

[schizoreality]

"Roddies". . .?

[deschainofka]

Aye. Those muties in the woods.

[schizoreality]

"Muties"? I think I take that as an insult.

[deschainofka]

[Frown]

Why? You're not one of them.

[outerplanet]

[ and he's just . . . there. ]

Camp Fuck You Die.

[deschainofka]

Looks like no camp I've ever seen.

[outerplanet]

It's different from the others.

[deschainofka]

Clearly.

But what is it, and where are we?

[goingapostle]

You should have checked the sign.

[deschainofka]

I know what the place is called. Not where - or what - it is.

[goingapostle]

Then the information pamphlets used to attract counselors must be failing. You are in Louisiana, USA, in the year 2009. If you are unaware of what the United States of America are, then you are on earth, in the milky way galaxy.

I would rather refrain from enlightening you as to what this place is like; you can receive that information elsewhere.

[deschainofka]

I can. Or you could tell me, here and now, and make things easier on the both of us.