ITP: THUNDERSTORM.

[fu_noobspeaker]

Hi-de-ho there, campers! Gosh, we're so glad you're enjoying the festivities of this most festive of festive months that isn't December

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[tracknbythenose]

[...rolling on you :D]

[tracknbythenose]

[Your kicks are too light to scare Dug. love meeeeee]

Hi there.

[alwaysuserubber]

[SOAKING WET PIRATE IN RAIN]

[tracknbythenose]

[SOAKING WET AS WELL. I hope you like the smell of wet dog.]

[alwaysuserubber]

...!!

[tracknbythenose]

Pirate captain mailman who smells of meat, let us go roll in the mud and get the smell of the mud in our fur.

[pellameno]

[blinks up at the sky... and doesn't move out of the rain]

[watchmycannon]

[Care to share my umbrella, then? It's teal]

[pellameno]

Hi, David.

[tying up his hair]

[watchmycannon]

Pell.

[Steps a little closer, to better shield pell with the umbrella]

I'm not sure if you can fall ill, but perhaps you ought try and find shelter all the same -- storms on the open plain can be a danger.

[say_thee_nay]

[... rassa-frassin' noobspeaker trespassing on my mythological demesne...]

... bah. Amateurs.

((Placeholder-y goodness.))

[say_thee_nay]

[Glances over, then abruptly brightens and gives him a companionable slap on the back.]

Well met, Spardason... The two of us, here--as 'tis said, some folk have not e'en the sense to come out of the rain, aye?

[ahotpeace]

[....blah. rain.]

I really liked the loudspeaker better.

[fulltimedere]

Who was the loudspeaker?

[ahotpeace]

Michael. The director's brother.

(s-sorry i don't do well without notifs)

[fulltimedere]

(apparently, I don't either OTL)

Miss Sayre had a brother?