['Twas the night of no sex rules
And all through the camp,
the genitals were stirring,
seeking the wet and damp.
The condoms were scattered round
Camp with unrestrained glee
In hopes that the stork
Here soon would not be.

Yeah yeah, you get the point and I'm bored with it already. Cielo is wandering somewhat aimlessly!]

[moves over so that Heat can get underneath his own blanket too. Aren't I generous~?] Dat better?

((OOC: Continued from here))

[It is a beautiful day in camp. The toucans are singing, the lake is glowing beautifully, and Cielo is chilling on a high area near the entrance to the caves, wearing a sombrero and looking far too comfortable.]

[On a beautiful autumn day, Cielo is wandering idly through the depths of the woods, scarfing the odd zombie but mostly just relaxing. Clearly this peaceful existence needs to be interrupted.]

[because Heat and Kuhn fail disenabling!

So after a long hard day of bondage, massages, voring, dying, and getting instructions on how to masturbate, Cielo returns to the cabin and plops down on his bed.]