[it's a perfectly normal (at least as normal as Camp gets) afternoon, the kind where you think absolutely nothing could go wrong. Gale seems to think that too, but judging from the way he just stopped walking on his way to the Embryon cabin and glanced skyward, you might not be able to tell. the angry, bright green lines traveling up his left leg ( Read more... )

[>You are in a dark lab. There are exits to the north and south. The north is blocked by a cannibal. The south is blocked by another cannibal. You have no lantern. It is dark.

>You are likely to be eaten by a strategist. What will you do?]

((OOC: In tandem with Rhode's dreampost, slightly backdated for our schedules and also because that post is huge already.))

... Jenna?