*because timespace means nothing and Ken told me to*

[got_krisma]

[It's midnight, and for once, Camp Fuck You Die is peaceful, and silent, save for small, nighttime sounds. Among these include the occasional snore from a cabin, or a creak of a sentient tree. Among these are the heavy, but quiet footfalls of Carrot as he proceeds along a beat of his own design, checking for dangers and crime, but as mentioned,

Comments

[classprotector]

...Carrot.

[classprotector]

Please.

It's still good to be careful, but...very good thing to do every day, just cuz stuff happens.

[got_krisma]

*eyes the moogle* *does as he was instructed*

[classprotector]

*moogle saves your game?*

[got_krisma]

Well, that was strange. Thank you very much, Buffy. I hope I didn't inconvenience you too much.

[classprotector]

Yeah, it's weird, but very useful.

No problem. They're a good thing to know about. And don't want you getting hurt.

[got_krisma]

Neither do I.

[classprotector]

Yeah, so definitely try just doing announcements if all isn't well.

[got_krisma]

I think that's a very good idea, Buffy. You've been very kind.

[classprotector]

No problem. Make it up to me by not getting hospitalized.

[got_krisma]

*salutes!*

[u_jerk]

*looking up from his computer*

It's a vegetable?

[classprotector]

New camper. Pretty nice guy. A Watchman. Apparently likes loud announcements, though.

[u_jerk]

...if he wants to tell us all's well, I won't stop him. He'll figure this place out soon.

[classprotector]

I'd just like him not to get too shot. And I'm thinking he's gonna.

[u_jerk]

Shit. I don't think I can count the number of trigger-happy campers we've got here.