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[Somewhere in Camp Fuck You Die, there is a small gold bat hanging upside down from a tree branch. As the last glimmer of sunlight fades over the horizon, the bat stirs.]
[In doing so, it dislodges its claws from the branch and plummets to the ground.]
[Fortunately, its head cushions its fall. A flutter of wings later, a sweaty blonde man stands in its place. He yawns and stretches, somehow turning his entire wake-up ritual into a Mister Universe routine.]
Ah, I must have napped longer than I thought! What have I missed?
[[OOC: I'm sort of alive! And working my butt off, hence the longer-than-planned absence. I lose at life.]]
[[EDIT: And now I must needs go to bed. Good night, and I'll try to pick up any loose threads in the morning!]]
[In doing so, it dislodges its claws from the branch and plummets to the ground.]
[Fortunately, its head cushions its fall. A flutter of wings later, a sweaty blonde man stands in its place. He yawns and stretches, somehow turning his entire wake-up ritual into a Mister Universe routine.]
Ah, I must have napped longer than I thought! What have I missed?
[[OOC: I'm sort of alive! And working my butt off, hence the longer-than-planned absence. I lose at life.]]
[[EDIT: And now I must needs go to bed. Good night, and I'll try to pick up any loose threads in the morning!]]