yeah well... she's not eating that anyway

[whiptrippy]

[ You have one (1) whip-toting camper glaring at a toucan.

It glares back. Then it grabs something from under its wing and drops it by Franziska's feet.

Ewww... is this supposed to be pie? It's all wriggly and disgusting and undead. She didn't even know pie could be undead. ]You foolishly foolish foolishly bird brained foolish fool of a fowl!

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[lunadickery]

Do you need any assistance?

[lunadickery]

If that is what you like to believe, although that will not change the truth of the situation any.

[whiptrippy]

It would be easier to figure out the truth if this place wasn't so foolish.

[lunadickery]

I agree.

Forgive me, I have yet to introduce myself. I am Yuri Petrov, Camp Judge.

[whiptrippy]

And I am Franziska von Karma, Camp............... er and prodigy prosecutor.

[lunadickery]

[Er?] ...You are quite young for a prosecutor. That's very impressive.

[whiptrippy]

[was going to say Camper but it sounded silly after the first syllable]

I graduated when I was 13. That's why they call me a prodigy.

[lunadickery]

Prodigious indeed. You've had cases, too?