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[painintheneck]

[If you're outside tonight, enjoying the... Camp atmosphere... you may notice a bit of a distraction going on near one of the abandoned barns. The distraction turns out to be a line of zombies carrying multiple suitcases, bird cages, boxes of old magazines and a chaise lounge inside said barn while a young woman in a white suit supervises

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[asterisking]

You seem to have gotten them to do more than they usually do.

[painintheneck]

It must be my charming personality.

[asterisking]

It must be.

[painintheneck]

You're sweet.

[odiousialist]

[just shakes his head and shrugs, amused, also rolling his eyes]

[painintheneck]

Silly things. They need to step it up.

[odiousialist]

[smiles a little and nods]

[painintheneck]

What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?

[blowsurmind]

Woah! How'd you get 'em to do that!?

[painintheneck]

[little shrug]

I just asked.

[blowsurmind]

They never do anything for me when I ask.

[painintheneck]

Maybe you're not asking in the right way.

[daddyderpest]

Welcome to the camp, Miss New Arrival.

[hyperneurosis]

[SLIDES IN CLOSE and whispers]

I think she's a vampire, too!

[daddyderpest]

Mmm, yes, I had gotten that impression.

[hyperneurosis]

Okay, is it ever really, really weird to you that there are so many here?

[hyperneurosis]

... I don't think they're really meant to be "good" for anything.

[painintheneck]

Then why do they exist?

[hyperneurosis]

I think the woman who runs this place is kind of an evil scientist or something.

[painintheneck]

[well, that's pretty interesting. walking closer to her and lowering her voice a bit.]

... Is she a human?