Slumber Party in the Mess Hall

[soviet_catboy]

[Sleeping bags, pillows, bean bag chairs, snacks, stupid pajamas, horror movies, nail polish, and talking about boys. Necoco is wearing this.]

Wanna play "Fuck, Marry, Kill'? Or are you tired?

((Mingle.))

Comments

[nosenolimits]

[speaking of being randomly teleported: this guy wasn't wearing pants for some reason. HOW YOU DOIN' PILLOW CENSOR BAR.]

... ... What the Hell kind of question is that?

[nosenolimits]

Why do I always feel like there's gotta be a catch?

[shoving them into his mouth anyway]

[soviet_catboy]

Because you're smart? I dunno, it's Camp.

I'm Necoco, by the way.

[nosenolimits]

[in between chewing] Jet. ... Nice to meetcha.

[soviet_catboy]

Nice to meet you, too.

Do you like shitty horror movies?

[nosenolimits]

Do I ever.

[soviet_catboy]

Awesome, because I'm gonna put one on. ♥

[nosenolimits]

You're not so bad, kid.

[soviet_catboy]

Aww, thanks!

[The Horrors of Spider Island, everyone]

[acceleratederp]

[IS WEARING PAJAMAS . . .]

Jet?

[nosenolimits]

... Hey, Joe. Hand me that pillow, would ya?

[acceleratederp]

[hands said pillow to him]

What happened? Why are we here?

[nosenolimits]

Remember what I said about this place liking to mess with people? This is one of those times.

[acceleratederp]

[:/!!]

And this game isn't right at all.

[nosenolimits]

... You think so?

[acceleratederp]

Yeah. Why would you play something like that?