Adorable Panda Campfire, Tuesday Morning

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The campfire was exactly where Ella thought it would be when she stepped out of the cabin.

These days, that counted as a miracle, and Ella was grateful for it as she settled on a stump near the firepit, planning to boil some water for tea and perhaps make some toast.

Then she realized each individual piece of firewood had been individually wrapped in layers of bubblewrap, as had each teabag, the matches, and each slide of bread.

"This might take longer than I expected," she noted aloud.

[OOC: Open campfire.]

Main Campfire - Tuesday After Classes

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Just because Chuck hated making food for himself, it didn't mean that he couldn't do it when times were desperate. S'mores were a meal, right? They better be because Chuck didn't really have the equipment or the will power to try to make anything else. He jacked the ingredients to make them from his cabin's kitchen and headed down to the main campfire since, from what he had seen, it always seemed to be lit. Chuck couldn't start a fire on his own unless you were talking about flipping switch on the fireplace.

Chuck laid down a blanket on a log (as if he was going to get his pants dirty) and sat down. He took a couple moments to light a joint he rolled before shoving a marshmallow on a stick and sticking it in the fire. He could so totally survive in the woods on his own. He just hoped he'd never have to.

[Open campfire is open]

Adorable Panda Campfire, Tuesday Evening

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Hoping that everyone getting lost meant people wouldn't be around to witness it, John gathered up the things Reno had requested he use while pretending to be bit by a gremlin and headed out to his own campfire.

While it had been tons of fun watching Reno do his part, that didn't make John less of an idiot for going along with his own assigned destiny. He mounted his newly acquired pogo stick, spinner-style beanie resting jauntily atop his head, and proceeded to bounce around the lit campfire.

The real trouble started when John popped open the can of Easy Cheese, sprayed it into his mouth...and promptly turned into a bunny.

Which meant there was an excessively fluffy, angry, Easy Cheese-covered bunny laying on top of a pile of clothes and a pogo stick.

[I don't know, okay? But it's SO OPEN. Just be aware: he's been known to bite]