itp: sneezing.
[ it's a beautiful winter's morning in mumblelocationmumble, America. snow is gently falling, and it's not even turning into snowmonsters. some of the gorillas are actually taking a break from rousting campers in order to have a lie-in themselves and, perhaps, enjoy the quiet.
however (because there's always a however), some of you, no matter where you are in Camp, may wake up to the sound of crunching. here it may sound like a car totaling itself; there it may sound like a can of soda being crushed flat. it all depends on what metal objects you have near you, because one (or all?) of them just got turned into scrap metal.
((I am... kind of running this post. your character may realise the source of their damaged property (o-or person?) and seek Erik out. others may just what do, in which case you're welcome to use this as a mingle post! if you go looking for Erik, you will find one sick metalbender.))
however (because there's always a however), some of you, no matter where you are in Camp, may wake up to the sound of crunching. here it may sound like a car totaling itself; there it may sound like a can of soda being crushed flat. it all depends on what metal objects you have near you, because one (or all?) of them just got turned into scrap metal.
((I am... kind of running this post. your character may realise the source of their damaged property (o-or person?) and seek Erik out. others may just what do, in which case you're welcome to use this as a mingle post! if you go looking for Erik, you will find one sick metalbender.))