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[blaxesabbath]

[You may see a roadie standing on a decent-sized stage with axe - no, the musical kind - in hand]

All right, people. Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to shake off that December cold.

And we're going to do it with, uh... metal. In case you didn't see, Camp's got a brand new stage, and one hell of an ass-kicking sound system, so it's time to put

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[blaxesabbath]

You know any drummers? We're sure as hell not gonna phone it in with a drum machine, but haven't met any yet here in Camp.

[blaxesabbath]

Badass. I can probably swing it if you'd rather guest star it up in the spotlight and shred a song or two.

[blaxesabbath]

Yeah, you're probably right. I'm better off in the tech booth backstage, anyway.

Someone's gotta set off the pyro.

[blaxesabbath]

Sounds like a plan to me.

It'll give me time to find a set of skins anyway.

[blaxesabbath]

Couldn't do it alone.

Let's stir up this place's metal spirit, huh?

[tofindhappiness]

I wonder how many people in camp are involved in music in some way.

[tofindhappiness]

I should. We can start with you.

[tofindhappiness]

I'm not sure how I feel about that.