JUNE EVENT: CAMP

[sailmods]

early on June 10th, Friday's morning announcements end with a request for everyone going on the latest excursion to meet her in the atrium. she seems in noticeably better spirits than she had been last time, and she leads them cheerfully to the tender. once they are all aboard, and the door is securely shut, the interior fills with gas, and, perhaps, their last thought before they slip into unconsciousness is "oh shit, not again."

passengers wake up on a rickety old school bus, driving down a dirt road surrounded by woods. what is it that they notice first? that, no matter what they were wearing before, they are now wearing a camp t-shirt and legitimately horrifyingly short shorts? the overstuffed backpack between their knees? the words "take one down and pass it around" dying on their lips? the fact that Friday is absolutely driving the bus?

or, maybe the fact that it's already slowing down, pulling up in front of a massive wooden sign, saying:

 

 

 

 

 

CAMP AION

when they get out of the bus, Friday is the one to divide them up into their cabin groups, and she is the one to give the counselors their very official-looking clipboards and whistles. she explains that they are in charge, and that she will be back to pick them up in a week, and... very little else. she responds to nothing outside of whatever is on her unseen little script, and she gets back on the bus shortly after, leaving them there.

welcome to camp. let's make some summer memories!

Comments

[millay]

A little harmless trouble only hurt people occasionally. She's sure that it's bound to just get pulled down and put in the trash, but at least they can gain a small amount of emotional response. Then again, it just might do absolutely nothing.

"Sounds good to me. If we find any of the supplies for macaroni art, perhaps we can manage something with that, too." She smiles. "Whiskey will at least make it more entertaining. If nothing else. And perhaps the art will get stranger."

[justneedsomehelp]

"Oh, that's a date." Macaroni art and whiskey... no telling what they'll end up with there. He huffs out a laugh, tilting his head.

"But you know what. Last day here, so I guess we might as well enjoy it." Unless they get brutally murdered here pretty soon, but it doesn't look like it's happening so--

"Anything you want to do before it's over with?"

[millay]

"It is our last day here," she says with a touch of sadness. They will have to go back. Not that she's tied to this place, but it was at least different than an endless cruise. She's really hoping she doesn't get murdered, however. It would be a damper.

"I don't know." There isn't much she hasn't done, some of the things she doesn't care for too much. "I've done a few things. I think I'll probably just sit up and enjoy the stars or walk in the forest for a bit until I feel like sleeping. Why? Did you have anything?"

[justneedsomehelp]

"Going to miss it?" He-- might. It feels a little less claustrophobic than the cruise at least. Then again, this is all the Captain messing with them, right? Probably none of it's really real. It's all just an illusion.

"Mm, probably the same, I guess. Might make sure--" His twin? It still feels weird calling him that. But what else can he call him?

"Twin is doing alright sometime. He's not really the partying type."

[millay]

She shrugs. “Maybe at least the sense of being on land. Probably not the lack of animal life. It feels strange even if it probably doesn’t fully matter.” She’s been in enough simulations to know it’s possible to make it seem real and not be real. She’s just trying to figure it out for now.

“Your twin,” she says after a moment. She remembers the person who looked just like him from before. Only his accent was different. Did that matter? “Well, if you can’t sleep, come find me. I’m sure I’ll be awake.”

[justneedsomehelp]

"Yeah, uh--" He was apparently definitely the guy who tried to 'save' her. Should he apologize for that? Maybe. Or maybe he'll just keep playing dumb. It's so much easier that way.

"I'll definitely do that."

[millay]

She’s not going to question more for now anyway.

Maeve smiles. “Good. And if I don’t see you, I guess I’ll see you on the ship for our craft session.”

[justneedsomehelp]

"Oh, not missing that for the world." He flashes a quick smile. "You have a good night, yeah?"