[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

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

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

[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.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

....What's the wager?

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

Bathroom cleaning duties are on the line.

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

[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.

[cuzitswrong.livejournal.com]

It's a deal then.

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