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[altersattract]

[ SOMEWHERE . . . is there still a famed center of Camp. . . THERE IS A WOMAN TALKING TO HER bracelet. ]

"Fix livejournal"? Is that the best you can give me? Fix livejournal? As if that's the biggest problem here. Did you miss the zombies?

(becoming derpy! Will pick up here and there tonight/tomorrow/whenever)

Comments

[samsera]

I don't know, but... the zombies are only periodically a problem... and the camp network has been rather slow lately...

[altersattract]

Oh, hey. You're the first not-not-dead person I've seen.

[samsera]

[tilts her head and contemplates talking about camp and mortality, but. probably not the time.]

Mm... it must be that time again. Hello.

[altersattract]

Hi. Do you mind telling me what time?

[samsera]

For new arrivals... unfortunately. Um, this will sound somewhat unbelievable, but... you're... trapped in an interdimensional time sink, maintained by Elizabeth Sayre and known informally as "Camp Fuck You Die," or "camp."

[altersattract]

. . .

[altersattract]

I've heard weirder. This is the first time I've ended up in a camp, though.

[samsera]

Oh, that makes it easier... a-a little novelty might be nice, since many people end up trapped here for a long time.

[altersattract]

Do I want to ask how long a long time is?

[samsera]

I've been here over three years... that's a little on the long side, though I've heard of a few of us who've been trapped for six or longer.

[altersattract]

Six years?

[samsera]

I'm... afraid so.

[altersattract]

This is the worst trip ever. Almost.

[samsera]

...mm. I'm sorry to be the one to break the news to you.

[altersattract]

It's all right. I'll either find a way or I'll just have to deal.

[samsera]

I hope you'll find a way, though... it's certainly not common.

I should give you the warnings...