Camp Sleeps-A-Lot!

smellie_hippie · 08-17-2007, 10:11 AM

*Atreyu and Mountain_Faerie corral everybody into a large llama-shoe around smellie_hippie, the 7 foot tall Camp Director. Hippie is holding a clipboard and a ginormous mug of “Camp Sleeps-A-Lot” freshly-brewed, fair-trade, fully-caffeinated, organic coffee… with cream. Everyone notices the slight twitch and perpetual smile of contentment.*

Looks like someone missed the whole point of sleeps-a-lot…

Welcome Boy and Girls! Welcome to Camp Sleeps-A-Lot! *snicker snicker* I’m your director, Smellie_Hippie, and I want to welcome you to our home away from home. On my right is my good friend Atreyu the masked Llama, and flitting around above is my lovely wife Mountain_Faerie. The three of us are very glad you decided to stay away from that smelly old GenCon and come spend time in the great outdoors!
We have some very fun stuff planned for everyone, which I know you are going to love. Here at Camp Sleeps-A-Lot we have coordinated activities like hiking, canoeing, archery and my personal favorite… our fireside Ghost Stories! But before we get started, we have some news that we need to share with everyone. Camp Sleeps-A-Lot has a long history of teaching kids about the great outdoors at summer camp… but it may be coming to a close.

Our board is watching us very closely, and other groups are interested in moving into our lovely camp to run their own programs.
But never mind all that! We’re here to have fun, and make sure no one gets hurt. I have the roster here for the cabin assignments. So why don’t you all get situated, and have a good night’s sleep, and we’ll all meet back here in the morning for breakfast and a whole heck of a lot of fun!

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*Everyone picks up the sleeping bags, pillows, stuffed animals and slingshots and heads off to their cabins.*

*The following morning, everyone makes their groggy way towards the dining hall for breakfast. To your surprise, the doors are still locked, and it looks like nobody has been here all night. Wandering around the campsite, you find smellie_hippie still standing in the exact same spot where he welcomed you all the previous evening. He has a blank expression on his face, and appears to be holding a folded sheet of paper instead of his clipboard. One of the braver campers pries it from his slackened grip, and shows it to the rest of the camp.*

Your days of sunshine and playtime are over. This is our camp now. One by one we’ll run you off, until this useless hippie calls it quits. Good night and sleep tight… cause something worse than bed-bugs just might bite!

Un-sincerely,

Camp Wrong-Side-of-the-Tracks!

*unfolding the note reveals two pictures*

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The roles, a reminder:

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Mommy’s Brave Little Camper (Baner): This camper picks one frightened child each night, and keeps them safe. Mommy’s Brave Little Camper stays up all night long with one of the campers to help survive the ghost story.

Assistant Camp Director (Seer): This camper is the right hand man/woman for the camp director. Though never trusted with all the itinerary and camp roster, they can spend part of the evening thinking really hard, and recognize (scry) where each camper came from.

B-F-F Campers (Masons): These campers have been pen pals, gone on sleep-overs and have group photos from various family vacations. They all know each other, and have been best friends for years. Scry as regular campers.

Junior Gang Leader (Alpha Wolf): The Junior Gang Leader has snuck into camp Sleeps-A-Lot before. He has used his skills to forge his name on the roster, and will be scried as a regular camper. The Junior Gang Leader will pick his gang of ner-do-well campers.

Camp Wrong-side-of-the-Tracks (Werewolves): These campers have snuck across the lake from the juvenile facility. They are nasty and rotten, and want to scare away all the kids, so they can set up their gang in the posh setting of Camp Sleeps-a-Lot. Every night, they will select a camper to scare by enacting the Ghost Story told at the fire-pit Jamboree.

The Prankster (Devil): This is that camper who thought hording all the TP was funny… switching toothpaste for itch-cream, putting kids hands in warm-water, hiding the oars for the canoe… *pant pant pant*. The Prankster can scry the other campers every night, and will be scried as camp Wrong-Side-of-the-Tracks.

The Weekend Warrior (Fool): This camper has been camping once before… but only once. He/she thinks they know everything about it, and can accurately peg everyone in their “camp roles”. During night activities, the Weekend Warrior can scry any individual, but the results will be randomly determined.

Ow My Braces got Stuck! (Lovers): These two campers have snuck away from the campfire for some alone time. The only problem is that they appear to have gotten stuck. If one of them gets booted out of camp, the other will have to go with… for a trip to the orthodontist! These campers are aware of who each other is, but not their roles.

Shadow · 08-17-2007, 11:08 AM

"Hey! That'th a picture of the Llama in my wagon!
They thole my wagon!
Theiveth!"
O'Shadow pulls a slingshot out of his back pocket and looks around angrily.
That'th it. No more mithter nith guy...." he says as he turns back towards cabin B to get some "supplies" that he's hidden from the directors.

Skippy · 08-17-2007, 11:30 AM

"And I thought I'd get some rest here... Well, let's start looking for the evildoers..."

PirateMonk · 08-17-2007, 11:36 AM

((They have his wagon? That's all the proof we need to lynch him here and now.

Wait, do we need any proof to lynch him day one?))

PirateMonk runs after O'Shadow, using Expeditious Retreat to keep up. "Where are you going?"

Shadow · 08-17-2007, 11:42 AM

((gee.... I didn't see this coming....
Ya know, eventually you guys'll start to miss my play after you continue to lynch me as a villager/camper. Then you'll remember that when I am just a villager, the villagers usually win... if I'm lucky enough to get some protection.))

"I'm going to get thome thuff. You wanna come, buttfathe?"

Artemis97 · 08-17-2007, 01:36 PM

Artemis reads the note. "You know, if they signed it un-sincerely, that would mean they're joking. Of course, these pictures prove otherwise, so that means we're not dealing with the brightest crayons in the box."

Castaras · 08-17-2007, 01:40 PM

The beholder looks at the pictures curiously.

What do those mean?

Lord Magtok · 08-17-2007, 02:58 PM

Magtok shakes his head, and speaks gravely.

It means that somewhere in this camp, a bunch of big kids are hiding amongst us, planning to ruin everything. And we've got to stop them, to save the camp and keep smellie hippie from losing his job.

Pwenet · 08-17-2007, 03:34 PM

"They kidnapped Atreyu the masked Llama and Mountain_Faerie!!!"

Dramatic Pause for a second.

"Those BASTARDS!"

Another dramatic pause and lil'Pwenet frowns.

"I learned something today. Campers from other camps are evil and need to be taught a lesson!"

Exachix · 08-17-2007, 03:36 PM

The Little Fox wakes, trots out, reads the note, and begins to whine quietly.

Korias · 08-17-2007, 03:43 PM

Oh HELL No... Mutters Korias as he readsd the note. This is not good. Running a hand through his matted hair, he turns to the others. Guys... I think we'd better initiate the age old tradition of "Camp to Camp WAR!" Grabbing a stick from the ground, he stands on a nearby rock. THIS! IS! SLEEP-A-LOT! AWOO! AWOO! He shouts, pumping the stick in the air with each "Awoo!"
Ready your water baloons and slingshost, for war is upon us!

A Cookie to whoever can spot the blatant 300 references.

Lets show these punks that this year, we arent meant to be taken lightly! Were Sleep-a-lot! And if theres one wont be doing, its sleeping out of sheer fright that they decided to mess with us! Korias casts dancing lights above him to give a spot light effect. Summoning a small Australian terrier, which cries out in unison with its master, he looks at the campers gathered around him. Will you fight, Campers?

Zar Peter · 08-17-2007, 03:44 PM

Zar Peter looks around confused.

What's that? Is this serious or does Smellie Hippie just want to make his good night stories creapier?
But he look shocked, maybe this is no fake. I hope we find these people fast! I want to learn the language, not the art of war.

Khaldan · 08-17-2007, 04:05 PM

Khaldan goes looking for shadow hoping to apologize.

He also hears a reference to south park, and elaborates on it.

Don't you mean: The got llama! Those bastards!

CurlyKitGirl · 08-17-2007, 04:05 PM

"Great. I take a lousy summer job and a nice quiet camp and it turns out we have weird psychopathic pre-teens kidnapping our Directors. This suucks. I guess the Counsellors are in charge then. First off we'll have to eat. Anyone have the keys to the kitchen and mess hall?" Greatly annoyed Curly wonders off to find the cook; and to feed the campers before they go antsy.

Draken · 08-17-2007, 05:20 PM

Ooo... That sounds bad.

I want to grow up and develop more heads and personalities to get rid of you.

Stop complaining, we have an actual problem here!

The left and middle heads of the hydra keeps discussing with each other. The right head turns to the point.

So, what we do now?

Lord Magtok · 08-17-2007, 05:23 PM

Magtok gasps when he hears the others use the word "bastard." Aren't the campers kinda young to be using that kind of language?

Khaldan · 08-17-2007, 05:32 PM

Khaldan walks by magtok.

Technically, I'm 40 years old. We kobolds mature slower.

Draken · 08-17-2007, 05:39 PM

Fake! Kobolds mature rougthly at the same rate a goblin does! You liar! And even so, you would still be a kid, both phisicaly and mentaly, to human standards.

Lord Fullbladder, Master of Goblins · 08-17-2007, 07:13 PM

Counsellor Fullbladder coughs heavily off to the side, as he often does.

"Korias, little guy, calm down. I'm not afraid of doubling your dose of Ritalin. This is because I have no soul."

He begins a chuckle that ends in a wheeze.

alec · 08-17-2007, 07:23 PM

After Korias's speech, Alec grabs his own stick and waves it in the air, yelling "Yeah!" He then brings it back down and starts sharpening it against a rock, so when he pokes someone it will really hurt. After a few second, he stops, and says "Umm, who are we meant to be fighting anyway? I mean, aren't they hiding in here. We'll have to find them first." He looks slightly downfallen at this realisation.

EmeraldRose · 08-17-2007, 07:46 PM

*Nurse Hatchett sighs and goes to check on the Med Tent supplies*

Well, at least nothing in here was messed with. It'd be awful if we ran out of bug spray! I'd better check to see if Camp Director Hippie needs more coffee, perhaps that'll jolt his senses?

*She brews some coffee, fixes up what looks like a syringe without a needle, and walks over to fill his coffee cup*

Raiser Blade · 08-17-2007, 08:23 PM

"Hey hey hey", 'Super Adventure' Mike say's, "dont be frightened kids we are still going to have a super duper adventurous time."

Draken · 08-17-2007, 08:32 PM

Right: Ooo... Adventure.

Middle: I dont trust you. Some people have kidnapped the Llama and the faerie, and you just sound too friendly.

Left: Bleh, gorget him. He's too paranoid.

Korias · 08-17-2007, 08:36 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by alec

After Korias's speech, Alec grabs his own stick and waves it in the air, yelling "Yeah!" He then brings it back down and starts sharpening it against a rock, so when he pokes someone it will really hurt. After a few second, he stops, and says "Umm, who are we meant to be fighting anyway? I mean, aren't they hiding in here. We'll have to find them first." He looks slightly downfallen at this realisation.

Have faith, camper. Together, we will conquer the perills that lay before us, and save Smellie's friends! Let's root out these punks and then send them back to where they belong! On the other-side-of-the-tracks! Korias then turns to the mess hall. But first, we need food! Awoo! Korias jumps and then charges the mess hall, with shattering results. And I'm not talking about the door, or the wall. Korias slams head first into the wooden siding, falling to the ground. Hopping up, his left arm hangs limply at his side. Looking down at it, he grabs it and with a loud *pop*, he shoves it back into its socket. Injury means nothing to a camper! AWOO!

Somebody help me. I've turned into a 300 maniac... This is Madness!

RocketBard · 08-17-2007, 08:38 PM

A computer-nerd walks into D-Cabin and opens his trunk. "Mmm... mothballs," he says as he gets a few personal effects out.

Lord Fullbladder, Master of Goblins · 08-17-2007, 09:55 PM

"It's the black lungs. They never listen to the guy with the black lungs."

Fullbladder grabs Korias by the head, and aims him toward Nurse Hatchett, or at least the Med tent.

"We need a bloody tranquilizer or some-*cough*-thing! He'll tear this place apart without it!"

EmeraldRose · 08-17-2007, 10:01 PM

*Nurse Hatchett looks the patient over carefully*

There's only one cure for 300 Madness... I need 500ccs of coffee! Stat! It'll either cure him...or send him ricochetting off the trees. I've never tested it. We'll just have to wait and see.

*she heads back to the coffee pot to fill the X-tra large injector mug*

Andre Fairchilde · 08-17-2007, 10:05 PM

Andre looks around his cabin, and picks a bottom bunk by a window.

Looking around, he realizes there really are *a lot* of antisocial types here.

Thinking to himself, he realizes that in this camp non-conformity is actually a form of conformity, and he decides that perhaps conformity may actually be a form of non-conformity.

Maybe relaxing a little *might* be good.

He places his MP3 player in his bag, and grabs a book his mother gave him to read - Zig Zigler's "See You At the Top" and opens to the first page...

B-Man · 08-17-2007, 10:13 PM

Kiri stays in the closet of Cabin D. More reason to not go outside. she thinks to herself, grabbing another manga out of her bag. Father, why did you send me to this place? I liked my room a lot... Pausing for a moment, she goes into her bag again and jots down something on a piece of paper and slides it under the door.

Quote:

I'm not coming out of this closet. Just leave me be. If you need me, just shout loud enough for me to hear you.

Komori Kiri

Korias · 08-17-2007, 10:35 PM

Coffee

And with that, Korias's eyes suddenly widened. The first thing through his mind was sheer terror. Coffee. The very taste of it, let alone the fact that it could risk addiction and dependency, was frightening to him. As soon as he felt the hands clamp on his head, he *poofed* out of exsistence. Or at least, this one, only to re-appear a few feet later. Thank god for Ethereal Jaunt... mutters Korias to himself as he runs back towards his cabin. Grabbing the Rain pipe on the side of the building, he scrambles up it to land on the roof. Judging the Distance between here and the Mess Hall roof, he thinks for a moment: Do I have enough ranks in Jump to make it? As he prepares himself for the jump, he drops his stick: It throws him off balance. The dog, remains on the floor, for it could trip him up. His mug, in his bag, for it would hinder his jump. Rushing up to the edge, he leaps...

and then... *Splat*

Nope, needed more ranks in jump for that.