Main Activity Area, Very early in the morning

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

As the sun rose over Fandom, an unusual sight could be observed. Eight beds were lined up in the main activity area. As the sky brightened, the strange white mist that had surrounded the beds most of the night disappeared, leaving behind eight sleeping Stickbugs and a small sleeping black cat.

The only witness? A lone teal deer that had wandered by, attracted not by a boring speech but by the sight of the brightly colored, not normally seen in nature, hair that each of the sleeping campers appeared to have grown. Startled as the campers started to stir, it bounded away.


[ooc: Stickbug hair color is up to each Stickbug. Isabel will be around the Meerkat cabin after morning workshop to change it back]

Meerkat campfire, early afternoon.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

There's no campfire, but after her Beach workshop, Isabel took a seat outside the cabin with a copy of one Angelica Desmesnes's classics. She had a feeling people might want to talk to her today.


[ooc: Here for all hair coloring needs. Also? I'm going to be on extreme slowplay after about 11:15 this morning. Sorry about that but RL calls.]

Squirrel Campfire - Friday Afternoon (After lunch)

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

There is no fire in the fire pit, it's the middle of the day and Pippi doesn't need to cook anything.

What she is doing is enjoying the day. There's a chance it will get cooler and rain, but right now it's quite nice in her opinion.

She's sipping a lemonade, and fiddling with a bit of rope that's different colors on each end and about six feet long.

Other then that, she doesn't seem to be particularly buisy.

[[ooc: open to all]]]

Stickbug Cabin, post prank

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Having dragged their beds to their cabin which apparently hadn't been stolen or painted pink, first thing Cameron did was grab a shower (no, the colours hadn't come out of his hair) and get into warm clothes before he started stripping down his bed from the damp sheets.

Flamingo campfire, late Friday afternoon

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander had intended to come back from town, grab his laptop, and trek up to school to check e-mail; somehow, though, once he got back to the air-conditioned cabin, the call of naptime was much stronger than the call of the intarwebs. So... at least he was mostly awake when he walked out the front door yawning, a large box under one arm, and a bag of marshmallows, firemaking implements, and...um. turnips. in the other hand.

Dropping the foodstuff on one of the logs by the firepit, Xander opened the box, eyed the front of the cabin carefully, and finally decided to set up the contents on the side of the door nearest to the woods. Satisfied with their placement and patting each one of them on the head, he turned back to the campfire. Or rather, the campfire-to-be, once he got it re-lit.

[open to all!]

Koala Campfire: Friday evening

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In honor of it being Friday - and because she promised Bel that they'd make s'mores at some point - Lana collected the appropriate supplies while she was in town and now has plenty of stuff for people to toast marshmallows, make s'mores or snack on a variety of things which don't need a campfire.

She assembled everything and set it out by the Koala campfire.

[OOC: Open for everyone.]

Squirrel Common Room, Friday evening

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The weather intermittently sucked, so Walter had the radio playing in the common room and had produced a dart board from somewhere.

Pup kept running across the floor chasing uselessly after the thrown darts, but between music and his purchases from All and Sundries, Walter was not too bored.

[ooc: Open to whomever. It is a common room, after all.]

Cabin walls all over the camp

[1ordinarygirl.livejournal.com]

During the afternoon, posters go up all over the camp, stuck to cabin walls by any means necessary.

( the poster )

(ooc: text: Cheerleading tryouts, where: the camp gym, when: Sunday 5/28, time: 2 pm - ? signed Buffy Summers)

(Feel free to tear the poster(s) off your cabin if you feel like it)

Shooting Range, Friday

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean entered with Dawn and immediately went over to the locker where his guns were kept. "I'm still not used to not having these where I can get at them easily, but at least I can visit," he said, pulling out his things and grinning up at Dawn.



[ooc: open for all your shooting needs]