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[there is a young man, standing somewhere a little away from the center of camp, holding a mushroom and staring at it rather intently]

...I think it's staring at me.

((OOC: New voice, new icons, I will be slow!))

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Quick, stomp on it.

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[turns it towards you]

Eh, I wouldn't go that far.

[cock_my_gun]

Uh huh.

The fuck are you doin' back?

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I promise you, I've never been anywhere with this much corn in one place.

[cock_my_gun]

. . .

You don't remember? Fuck.

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Doesn't look like it!

[cock_my_gun]

. . . guess you wouldn't remember this place, but judgin' from other people . . . ch'.

Maybe if I smack you enough it'll come back. [SMACKS UPSIDE THE HEAD]

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HEY!

[cock_my_gun]

I'm helpin'~

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That's not helping!

[cock_my_gun]

Sure it is! [smack!] Do you remember the awesome person in front of you yet?

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That's not going to work! Have you ever thought of using names?

[cock_my_gun]

But it makes me feel better.

Dee Laytner.

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That makes one of us.

And looks like you already know who I am.

[cock_my_gun]

Yeah, yeah, I couldn't forget your brat face if I tried.

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...I'm not sure if that's a compliment or not.