itp: housing.

[godwinner]

[ not in the middle of Camp but probably somewhere off to the side strategically close to a field of robot cows are two metalbenders. one has green hair; the other has the remnants of a cough. a few of the cows are nothing more than some robotic entrails lying on the ground, the rest of their carcasses seemingly missing, though there is a single,

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[drfeelgold]

[that sure is a bunch of murdered robot cows whose entrails you both are currently using to make a home out of]

[altersattract]

[ . . . wave. . .? ]

[drfeelgold]

[smiles, waving back]

Were there no empty cabins left?

[altersattract]

Some people are a little antisocial.

[drfeelgold]

[briefly glancing back at you-know-who]

Only a little?

[altersattract]

A smidge.

[drfeelgold]

A tiny bit.

[altersattract]

Besides, this is something to do. I've been going a bit stircrazy.

[drfeelgold]

Already bored of building snowmen and... whatever else there is to do in the winter?

[altersattract]

Something about it just doesn't suit me.

[drfeelgold]

Well, apparently camp is about to get flooded, so I doubt any of us are going to be bored for much longer.

[skinofalizard]

[HI GUESS WHO HAS NORMAL ARMS \o/]

Josh? You're here, too?

[drfeelgold]

[WELL THIS IS A NEW AND EXCITING DEVELOPMENT]

Uh, yeah I- are you okay, Vic?

[skinofalizard]

I'm mostly just confused.

[drfeelgold]

About...?

[skinofalizard]

Everything about this place, to start with?