Main Campfire, Saturday Afternoon

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Wesley somehow managed to make it all the way out to the campfire before he saw -- it. A cluster of enormous metal spiders. And on top of that, they all appeared to be trying to roast marshmallows over the fire.

He shrieked -- in a completely manly way, of course -- and suddenly felt incredibly grateful that he had never quite broken the habit of carrying a knife around with him, just in case. He had to hop around a bit to get it out of his shoe, but then he had it in hand and, with a battle cry that he certainly thought would sound fearsome, leapt forward and went after the little metal buggers.

Dear lord, they were tough.

[[Open campfire filled with moddable spiders, hooray!]]

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[dollpocalypse]

"Yeah, it couldn't've done lasting damage to gears as simple as these," he decided. "So -- what, these are, like, robot monsters? 'Cause that's pretty cool, but I gotta admit, it kind of conflicts with my worldview, here."

[notmyownage]

Claudia sighed. "Welcome to Fandom. That'll happen a lot, here."

[dollpocalypse]

Topher grinned. "Starting to get that," he admitted. "It's weird, you know, 'cause I'm Science Guy, but these?" He gestured to the spiders. "Pretty cool."

[notmyownage]

"I have to admit, it's neat. And, dude, don't start on that whole 'it's not science' thing. Science is everything."

[dollpocalypse]

Science is everything. Huh.

"I like that," Topher decided. "Science is everything." He grinned. "You should have t-shirts made up that say that."

[notmyownage]

"You know? I totally should." Claudia kind of thought that was a brilliant idea. "You're pretty cool, Topher."

[dollpocalypse]

"Well, thanks," Topher said, strangely flattered. "And you're not bad yourself, Claudia."

For a girl, anyway.