IMPORTANT
Camp Slash will be MEMBERS ONLY from now on and so will all the other camp related communities.

So playing will continue just like before, but now non-members can't read the posts.
You are welcome to friends lock your previous posts, but remember to friend other players so they can read those posts if they want to.
Thank you!

I sit in a secluded area on the grounds. It's far too nice to be inside on such a day, and I'm wondering what kind of winter this place is used to. I have my headphones on and the CD player...

( just short of blaring. )

I've heard that LJ BOSSES are scouting journals, so please everyone: Put disclaimers on your journals!!!!. Whole RPGs have been closed if one or two journals don't have these!

Thank you!

I'm laying on the grass, staring at the stars. They're gorgeous tonight. I used to do this with Julian every once in awhile way back when. I try to get Rupert to join me once again, but he just ignores me, staring at me from his spot on the cabin stairs like a protective mother cat. He probably thinks I'm too drunk. Maybe I am, but it's okay, ( Read more... )

Well. . . I had been trying to get out. Really, I had. I had been trying to make friends, to no real avail. . . I waited up for Karl, but when he didn't come home for awhile? Well, me being the fiendish little thing I am, decided to drive up to camp to visit him at work. This place, it used to be my work place too. . .not like I ever helped anyone ( Read more... )

I sit on the steps ofmy cabn with my ipod in my ears... I hope no one's talking to me at the moment I would hate to think , people think I'm ignoring them , but they should tap my shoulder I keep my cane close so they at least have a hint. Or maybe Hayden will show up.. he should know to tap my shoulder.I smile when I think of him.

It's time to mow the lawn again. Not my favourite task, but I get to be outside. I like to work outside, especially when it's a nice weather, not too hot and not too cold ( Read more... )

I sit in the window, legs crossed on the bed, letting my skin soak in the sun. The cement ceased being cold only a little while ago, and I lean my head on warm forearms, closing my eyes for the briefest second. I hum softly as I stare out at the view, green everywhere, occasional people running this way and that, mouth opening every once in ( Read more... )

Knocking on Orlando's door because I really could do with the company today, determined to be happy just for one day. Shouting: "It's Billy, if you're naked put some clothes on, get your hands off Charlie and open the doooooor" In a sing song voice and knocking to the same tune. "Hellooooooooooooooo"

Rupert has loaned me his cell phone to finish off my phone calls to the would-be stalkers. The only provision he had was that he get to stay in the room while I make them. I'm not sure why he did this, but he has. I tried to talk him out of it, but he insisted. So it's me, a bottle of 100 proof vodka, and Rupert. After the first call he backs ( Read more... )