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[somewhere in camp (probably wherever it looks the most out of place) there is a table. Sitting at this table is a boy and a sign, which helpfully reads:
GUESS WHAT. FOR YOUR EFFORTS
HOW ABOUT SOME PROPS for fifty cents]
... Naw, no way! I don't sell those! You gotta earn them!
((late-ish intro for Monsieur Wocky o/
AAAND I am about to crash on my keyboard. will pick up new and old threads later! Thanks ♥))
GUESS WHAT. FOR YOUR EFFORTS
HOW ABOUT SOME PROPS for fifty cents]
... Naw, no way! I don't sell those! You gotta earn them!
((late-ish intro for Monsieur Wocky o/
AAAND I am about to crash on my keyboard. will pick up new and old threads later! Thanks ♥))