[07]

[vampirelayer]

Alright, campers, listen up.  Today's the ten mile survival hike, so get your gear and line up at 0800. 

It's going to be you and me and mother nature so only:

one regulation canteen
the clothes on your back
and I guess the shoes on your feet are okay.

You'll be learning what to eat in the wild, how to tell directions and not get hopelessly lost, and how to survive bear attacks.

Oh right, I probably should have... mentioned the bears.  They've been spotted in the part of the forest we're heading towards, sooo... buddy system.

[This post can be used as either a journal or action!spam log for the Sabre Tooth Tiger cabin, which consists of highly aggressive and/or violence-is-the-best-solution campers, so if you want in, just jump in!  Inmates/wardens/campers/counselors/etc.]

Comments

[brokenweapon.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I got a good idea. Looking forward to it.

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

Oh come on. They see a real bear? They'll be climbing over each other's corpses to get away.

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

Hey, we've got a great first aid cabin staff.

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

We'll deal with this when we get back.

Alright troops, get with the falling out.

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

So if you see a bear, the first thing you're gonna do is...?

[spam]

[ahahaaahooo.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm sorry, [innocent face.] Counsellor, Missy miss.

[centermusthold]

If they're that good, they'll probably tell you to bring mosquito repellent too.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

....That would be kinda cool, actually.

[He's totally imagining it right now. In teen boy HD with stereo surround sound.]

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

Fine. It's a challenge. Whoever's campers handle the survival hike better takes it all.

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

Fine, how about we make you... first assistant in charge of boring health priority stuff?

[spam]

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

Someone thinks he's funny, doesn't he?

[spam]

[ahahaaahooo.livejournal.com]

[Grin, shrug.] What can I say? It's a talent.

[spam]

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

Uh huh. Don't let that funny man shtick get out of hand. Unless you like... running laps around the campgrounds.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

....What's the wager?

[centermusthold]

Really? Okay!

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

Bathroom cleaning duties are on the line.

Also, if we win, you have to stop asking me out.

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

It's good to be prepared.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Fine. It's a bet.

Oh, and when we win, you have to go out with me.

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

Fine. But just one date, no touching.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[DAMMIT.]

...Fine.

[centermusthold]

Yes, very good. I'm good at being prepared.

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

It's a deal then.

Hope you enjoy the taste of losing so early in the morning.

[spam]

[ahahaaahooo.livejournal.com]

[He raised his hands, fingers splayed in an innocent 'who me?' gesture. The innocent aspect of it unfortunately failed due to the fact that he still had his knife in one hand. He glanced at it.] Oops. [And waggled his fingers and making it disappear down his sleeve, a polished, magic trick sort of move.]

[spam]

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

[See her eyes rolling back in her head.]

I better not see that again. Unless the bears come around.

[spam]

[ahahaaahooo.livejournal.com]

[He points his finger at her.] When the bears come, you'll be glad I brought it along.