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[cenizasquedaran]

[Suddenly, a grim reaper, scythe and all, is standing in front of you.]

Bienvenido al campamento. Okay, newcomers--definitely deads to the left, live ones to the right. I can answer your questions, but only if you help me out a little in return.

((Ninja-intro in here if you like. Everyone is welcome. Mingle.))

Comments

[runstowardsfire]

That's very direct . . .

[runstowardsfire]

Yes--definitely more judgmental. Especially the signs.

[cenizasquedaran]

You have to wonder what she's trying to accomplish with all this.

[runstowardsfire]

Create a very cramped purgatory on a sad excuse for a farm . . . and possibly as a sort of test?

[cenizasquedaran]

Psychological tests, I'm guessing.

[runstowardsfire]

Possibly--or how much strangeness we can tolerate.

Someone I know said that everything is a test. So this could be a very trying one.

[cenizasquedaran]

I know it's getting to me.

[runstowardsfire]

Don't let it. You can talk to more people or find new things to do . . .

[cenizasquedaran]

[Lights a cigarette]

Easier said than done, señorita.

[runstowardsfire]

Why?

[cenizasquedaran]

I've been doing this for a long time. I can adapt, but I'm meant to be doing something else.

[runstowardsfire]

So are a lot of others. Surely you must have things you do on your day off? Assuming you have a day off every week . . .

[cenizasquedaran]

Ha ha ha! No, we don't.

[runstowardsfire]

So taking a holiday is completely alien to you . . .

[cenizasquedaran]

There isn't a "Workaholics Anonymous" group here, is there?

[runstowardsfire]

A lot of people would actually belong to it. But I'll join up if you do.