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[trollplay]

[Trollfairy is floating over your Camp this fine morning!]

Hahahahahahahaha, oh wow.
You're all looking wordy this morning!

[Your icon keywords are displayed over your head, in plain text. Everyone can see them but you. And you can see everyone else's.

Enjoy the confusion!]

[ooc; I ain't runnin' this GO CRAZY]

Comments

[justwannahave]

*one wolf is reading your keywords*

[Hmm . . .]

[easybreezyidiot]

What?

[justwannahave]

Just trying to read--it's harder with these eyes.

[easybreezyidiot]

What did you do?

[justwannahave]

Nothing . . . Okay, maybe I did try to drink three bottles of wine in one sitting, but there's nothing in the rules about that.

[easybreezyidiot]

That sucks. You have weird shit over your head too.

[justwannahave]

*looks up and sees nothing* Must be Camp again.

[Yours are weirder at the moment . . .]

[easybreezyidiot]

You think?

[justwannahave]

99.9% sure. *sits down and shakes her coat out* Same as a wolf being able to read and all that.

[easybreezyidiot]

Yeah, where I'm from the coyotes can talk. I wouldn't put it past them to try and learn to read. Except that they're stupid.

[justwannahave]

Ah--more of that gaiaphage's work. It's a disadvantage to them when they can't read the "poison" and "electrical fence" signs.

[easybreezyidiot]

Yeah, poor them.

[justwannahave]

[Who's "son"?]

They'll have to learn the hard way then.

[easybreezyidiot]

Hope so.

[justwannahave]

Aww--you can have nice things . . . Did I say that out loud?

[easybreezyidiot]

Huh?