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I never particularly wanted to go to summer camp, not being fond of sports and other such physical activities. However, when I heard that Tohru-kun had gone, I thought someone should go with her to defend her virtue look after her. Uotani was going to go, but at the last minute she couldn't make it, so I had to go instead.
As I expected, I have not been enjoying it much so far. The bus ride was quite long and boring; no one wanted to play cards with me after the first few times that I beat them. A few of them wouldn't even play with me in the first place. I can't imagine why- I didn't get royal straight flushes every game. Only once or twice.
The camp itself is rather run-down, and many of the cabins are badly in need of repair. Not only that, but it has a dark and forboding air- when I arrived the very buildings themselves seemed to be giving off sinister waves, making one wonder what lurked within. This, combined with the extremely strange waves emanating from many of my fellow campers, has been giving me a bit of a headache. Well, it's either that or the song that has been playing over the loudspeaker repeatedly since I got here. I have tried to destroy it- the loudspeaker, that is- but it seems to be indestructible. I suppose I'll have to learn to put up with it.
I think I will also have to learn to put up with being hungry, as the food here is quite... ah... well, let's just say that my mother always told me never to eat anything that gives off waves of its own. The carrots and tangerines, particularly, have psychic powers to rival those of anyone I have ever met. I am intrigued; however, it seems that for all their powers, they are not able to communicate with humans. How disappointing.
The dark lurking presence I sensed earlier turned out to be zombies, which is not what I had been expecting at all. They seem to be immune to my poison waves. I suppose I'll have to find some other way to deal with them. Perhaps the waves I'm using aren't strong enough. These zombies (much like the loudspeaker) are quite resistant to damage. So are the talking crocodiles, mutant gorillas, and other assorted creatures who roam the camp, for that matter. Whoever created them was very good at making things durable. It's a shame that he or she did not build the cabins as well. The zombies seem quite intent on breaking into them, and they are not at all discouraged by the walls.
Oh dear, here comes one through the window now. I have to go.
As I expected, I have not been enjoying it much so far. The bus ride was quite long and boring; no one wanted to play cards with me after the first few times that I beat them. A few of them wouldn't even play with me in the first place. I can't imagine why- I didn't get royal straight flushes every game. Only once or twice.
The camp itself is rather run-down, and many of the cabins are badly in need of repair. Not only that, but it has a dark and forboding air- when I arrived the very buildings themselves seemed to be giving off sinister waves, making one wonder what lurked within. This, combined with the extremely strange waves emanating from many of my fellow campers, has been giving me a bit of a headache. Well, it's either that or the song that has been playing over the loudspeaker repeatedly since I got here. I have tried to destroy it- the loudspeaker, that is- but it seems to be indestructible. I suppose I'll have to learn to put up with it.
I think I will also have to learn to put up with being hungry, as the food here is quite... ah... well, let's just say that my mother always told me never to eat anything that gives off waves of its own. The carrots and tangerines, particularly, have psychic powers to rival those of anyone I have ever met. I am intrigued; however, it seems that for all their powers, they are not able to communicate with humans. How disappointing.
The dark lurking presence I sensed earlier turned out to be zombies, which is not what I had been expecting at all. They seem to be immune to my poison waves. I suppose I'll have to find some other way to deal with them. Perhaps the waves I'm using aren't strong enough. These zombies (much like the loudspeaker) are quite resistant to damage. So are the talking crocodiles, mutant gorillas, and other assorted creatures who roam the camp, for that matter. Whoever created them was very good at making things durable. It's a shame that he or she did not build the cabins as well. The zombies seem quite intent on breaking into them, and they are not at all discouraged by the walls.
Oh dear, here comes one through the window now. I have to go.