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[painintheneck]

[If you're outside tonight, enjoying the... Camp atmosphere... you may notice a bit of a distraction going on near one of the abandoned barns. The distraction turns out to be a line of zombies carrying multiple suitcases, bird cages, boxes of old magazines and a chaise lounge inside said barn while a young woman in a white suit supervises

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[athousandandnun]

Oh, I don't think I've seen anyone try that with them before.

[painintheneck]

Why not? They should be useful, not just hideous decoration.

[athousandandnun]

Most of them aren't very trainable, at least in my experience.

[painintheneck]

They just need to be persuaded.

[athousandandnun]

Is that how you got them to help you?

[painintheneck]

Of course.

[athousandandnun]

I'm impressed!

[painintheneck]

Thank you. What's your name?

[athousandandnun]

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Shahrazad al-Rahman. What's your name?

[painintheneck]

[offering a hand]

Sophie-Anne Leclerq, Queen of Louisiana.

[athousandandnun]

[shakes it]

I'm honored to meet you.

[painintheneck]

Likewise. Have you been in Camp long?

[athousandandnun]

Hm...it's been a little over three years, I think.

[painintheneck]

That long? ... Well, that blows.

[athousandandnun]

I don't mind it very much, but I know there are people who have been here for more than five years.

[painintheneck]

That sounds awful.