[It's a sunny, breezy afternoon in camp... just a hint of fall in the air. You don't need a jacket yet but it's cool enough you may be longing to take a stroll. Sure it's October, but it's such a beautiful day. And even in camp, nothing really ever happens in broad daylight, right? It can't hurt to wander off the main path.
But...
Just as you're far away to be out of sight, you hear something strange. Is it... someone in pain? A moan. It's definitely just a person, right? Or... maybe not. It's something in pain, anyway. A tearing sound; something rends.
What do you do?]
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la la la jennifer ate steve ; now you all die la la la. this required
sign-up. victims, you can tag whenever. we may go only a few threads at a time, but everyone will be maimed and/or killed before tomorrow night!
feel free to tag just to catch sight of a bloodied monster stalking around, but unless you sign up you probably won't get a confrontation. no interfering in violence without consulting the victim! tagging victims for witness/fallout is highly encouraged, but after the monster is gone.
oh right. THIS WHOLE POST HAS A GORE/VIOLENCE/WHATEVER WARNING. :Db
edit 6pm EST: Jennifer is out for now! Steve is still here.))