itp: Nighttime

[tickingtykebomb]

[whatever you're doing tonight, whether it's walking home from dinner or stargazing in the middle of a field, a small masked figure has just emerged from the shadows nearby and is pointing a gun your way]

You have thirty seconds to tell me where the fuck I am.

--and what the deal is with the giant octopus.

((W-w-winding down! I'll pick up new+

Comments

[auragasm]

[........icon]

[tickingtykebomb]

[small child. lowers the gun!]

...there. Better?

[auragasm]

[...no not really]

[tickingtykebomb]

[siggghhh. putting the gun away and crouching down]

Relax, kid. The gun's gone.

[grewuptootsun]

Camp Fuck You Die. Her name is Marcy. And put that down, you psychopath.

[tickingtykebomb]

[lowers it, but keeps it close just in case]

This is a camp? And I don't give two shits what its name is, I just wanna know why it's there.

[grewuptootsun]

It's a prison camp. Although I don't know what we're even kept here for anymore, since the Director hooked back up with her supposedly dead boyfriend we were all accused of killing.

She's just there cuz she's there.

[tickingtykebomb]

...fuck. Was she dating a mobster?

How? Doesn't it need water?

[holeintheace]

From what I know? This place is called Camp.

[tickingtykebomb]

Aren't you helpful. Anything else?

[holeintheace]

Stay away from the Tuesday soup. And don't try to break any of the rules or you'll get some kinda virus.

[tickingtykebomb]

Rules? What, I run with scissors and suddenly I've got a head cold?

[tickingtykebomb]

[sizes him up for a minute before answering:]

Please and thank you, asshole.

[tickingtykebomb]

[looks impressed for a second before regaining her composure]

Being polite only gets you so far.

...no.

[00_07]

[...]

I-it's a camp!

[tickingtykebomb]

A camp? Who's camping out in this shithole?

[00_07]

Um, people don't actually choose to be here. They get stuck.

[tickingtykebomb]

Stuck? How?