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[the_kings_eyes]

[Outside a cabin with entirely too many lofts, there is a boy with wings attempting to pick the newly-sprouted number "22" from the wall.]

Where'd this come from?

(OOC- The door is open, there are random piles of wtf-inspiring junk near the cabin, and SIR AUSTIN DANGER POWERS is coming to bring Boys 22 its very own counselor. Come by and say

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[skrullfking]

*outside is a normal smiling teenager. inside is a superhero wondering why camp keeps giving him new roommates... and how the heck he'll keep his secret identity*

Need some help with that, Janaff?

*he'll get over the latter part. eventually. maybe.*

((Placeholder for like... the weekend. haet job. haaateessss it))

[the_kings_eyes]

I keep trying, but they're stuck on. Think you can get em off?

[skrullfking]

*glance glance. making sure none of the new roommates is watching*

Sure. I'll give it a try.

[touch_sensitive]

What come from?

[the_kings_eyes]

These. [Poking at the numbers, here.]

[missmiracle_gro]

Oh, we finally got a cabin number!

[the_kings_eyes]

And a new roommate, looks like.

[missmiracle_gro]

...another new roommate? Wh-who is it?

[the_kings_eyes]

That guy. [Points at Austin Powers.] Says camp assigned him here.

[thethirdmandown]

*walking by*

Probably the same place all the other cabin numbers came from.

[the_kings_eyes]

I sort of thought they came with the cabins.

[thethirdmandown]

Maybe yours was late.

[the_kings_eyes]

I'd say "that's impossible", but I think I'd be wasting my time, in this place.

[ass_guardian]

The wall, maybe?

[the_kings_eyes]

It just grew?