suddenly: soirée.

[fuckyousoleil]

[On this abnormally cool summer's evening in Camp Fuck You Die, an elaborate tent has been set up just outside the carnival. At 7PM sharp, everything in the carnival lights up - the ferris wheel, the strands of festive lights strung around the Tunnel of Love, even the haunted house are all illuminated. The atmosphere appears to be welcoming,

Comments

[we_have_a_rogue]

[is being antisocial in a corner somewhere wearing her sole formal outfit]

[needsahandjob]

We're mutants. Explosions follow us.

[we_have_a_rogue]

That's...

Yeah okay that's pretty true.

[needsahandjob]

Sometimes Jubilee makes 'em though.

[we_have_a_rogue]

Right, I heard she was here. Crazy girl always was messing with stuff she shouldn't.

[needsahandjob]

Ours turns into a vampire.

[we_have_a_rogue]

Wait, what? Since when?

[needsahandjob]

Not the one here. The one where I'm from. Who the one here will become.

I hate timetravel.

[we_have_a_rogue]

Yeah. Time travel and alternate universes.

[needsahandjob]

One day this shit will get less weird.

[we_have_a_rogue]

That'll be the day. Right after we're freed from a zombie summer prison camp.

[needsahandjob]

Oh, long after that.

[we_have_a_rogue]

What? You have some sort of date all picked out for when crazy shit stops being crazy?

[needsahandjob]

The older X-Men don't get fazed by this stuff anymore.

[we_have_a_rogue]

Probably because they've taken one to the head a few too many times and just stopped thinkin' about it.

[needsahandjob]

You're talking about your alternate self there too, you know.