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[fuckyousoleil]

[After the soirée and the chaos that followed, one may have noticed that a new ride has inexplicably cropped up in the carnival: a pirate ship. It stands off to one side of the ferris wheel, operated by a single zombie. Booths with bags of peanuts sit off to the side, just waiting to be nabbed. And then, there is a sign near the ride that states: "

Comments

[justwannahave]

Another one . . .

[adroitism]

Is it time to start charging for admission?

[justwannahave]

But the free sugar was the only attractive thing about this place!

And I hope this ride doesn't have a surprise at the end.

[adroitism]

. . . I'm afraid to ask.

[justwannahave]

You don't know about the Tunnel of Love?

[adroitism]

I know that the twins run it . . .

[justwannahave]

They like trouble?

Are you new to Camp?

[adroitism]

That's an understatement.

Right! Yes.

[justwannahave]

That would explain a lot . . .

Welcome to Camp. I'm Cindy.

[adroitism]

Jalen - call me Jalen. Nice to meet you.

[justwannahave]

So you're one of the staff running the carnival? I'm using the terms 'staff' and 'running' loosely, of course.