Apr 25, 2010 01:36
[as you step outside today, you might spy a beautiful blonde sat under a tree in the grass reading a book. It's an idyllic scene, so relaxing! So pastoral! Animals from all about Camp have gathered! Robotic cows, odd looking sheep, birds of all varieties from cute bluebirds to toucans singing debatably raucous songs, gorillas, and they all seem to be waiting for acknowledgement. The blonde looks up from the book--]
Will you farmyard rejects get out of my face? Do I look like I want your company?! Get lost! You all stink of swamp.
[and oh look, just to add insult to injured fairytale, that one bluebird just exploded into a gooey mess. Which the god lurking nearby clearly has nothing to do with.]
((Ganymede is dropping out, will pick up! Apollo's still around.))