[Good afternoon Camp Fuck You Die, and WHAT a good afternoon it is! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and a certain
chariot-riding Persona is rampaging around in a conveniently childless part of camp and devouring the local wildlife, with its master not far behind, trying to keep it from penetrating something.]
... Mara. Those aren't food. Spit it out. Lets go home and talk about it.
[Ah yes, really, just another, normal, wonderful day in our dearly beloved Camp Fuck You Die.]
((The image isn't entirely worksafe, and children aren't REALLY not allowed to comment. It would just hurt me deep in my soul.
EDIT: Final epic showdown goes
here Continue on in your respective threads if you'd like!))