[log] end of session campfire

[factioned]

This log is open to everyone for campfire hijinks and goodbyes.

A campfire has been built on the tarmac and folding chairs have been set up around it.

Comments

[thatfuckinggood]

[managing to burn like ten marshmallows at a time]

[hatesdoorframes]

[calls from where he's sitting] Are you trying to make some kind of fiery marshmallow bomb?

[thatfuckinggood]

They're crispier this way! And if anyone tries to take one, I've got 9 other ones on fire to attack them with. I win either way!

[hatesdoorframes]

Like anyone would steal your marshmallows.

[thatfuckinggood]

You never know. After you waste them all people are going to run out and we'll turn on each other.

In the ensuing bloodbath, I've got the weapon.

[hatesdoorframes]

These are still edible!

[thatfuckinggood]

[gestures with firey puffy sugar stick]

Well when your leaning tower of babel falls over it won't be!

[hatesdoorframes]

Pisa!

[thatfuckinggood]

Eh that never fell over though.

[thatfuckinggood]

...right?

[hatesdoorframes]

It just leans, don't panic.

[notbearshaped]

[ curious ]

Are they supposed to be on fire?

[thatfuckinggood]

[no probably not]

Of course.

[notbearshaped]

I've never heard of Cajun marshmallows.

[thatfuckinggood]

Then you've never lived.

[notbearshaped]

[ thinks about that for a moment ]

I haven't.

[ insert very small frown here ]