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[Night at Camp Fuck You Die. Months have passed since a quiet rebellion that has been rarely spoken of since. Do the ones involved still remember their promise? In the silence, something approaches a clearing, soft sniffing sounds in its wake... searching. A yellow eye brightens the dark, suddenly focused and fixing on a gathering of Moogles, some sleeping and others well on their way. There's a low pulsing growl as muscles bunch...]
((Note: PLAYER HAS NO INTENTION OF ACTUALLY HURTING THE MOOGLES BUT YOU DON'T KNOW THAT NOW DO YOU. Yes, this is an intro post. Good luck! ETA: Wow am I exhausted. Pick up later and stuff.))
((Note: PLAYER HAS NO INTENTION OF ACTUALLY HURTING THE MOOGLES BUT YOU DON'T KNOW THAT NOW DO YOU. Yes, this is an intro post. Good luck! ETA: Wow am I exhausted. Pick up later and stuff.))