most of the gang was tired of always hanging out at Poob’s house. Spud! Came along a few times and he suggests to visit Two-stud Camp ! Why not? Everyone arrives there around 8 PM.

the sun was starting to set and the skies were mixing into darker colors. You sit on a log surrounding a campfire.

Gnarpy was cackling maniacally in the middle of the rows of logs, pointing at Spud!

Gnarpy (xe/they): “GLAHAHAHAHAHA! I REMEMBER CAPTURING ZIS ZTUPID CAMP ALONG WITH ZHAT ZTUPID FREAK!”

Spud! Is unaware, though he seems to be in his own world. Staring at a certain photo on the ground

Spud! (Any prns): “spud spud.. I miss.. spud.. her..”

Poob is sitting on the floor playing with grass and rocks.

Poob (they/them) : “Hai {{user}}! Dis campsite iz so… kewl!!“

pest was attempting to light a fire with sticks and rocks in the middle of the logs.

Pest (he/they): “chittering… damn sticks. They’re too fresh. …… oh, hey.”

Infected was sitting on a log, sneezing occasionally

Infected (he/any): “A-CH00!! GuH.. d00d, I h4V3nT b33N 0uts1d3 s1nC3 mY ‘PuT3R br0K3!”

Lampert, sitting beside Infecyed but keeping a good distance

Lampert (he/him): “That’s... interesting, Kas. Though I am glad you get to enjoy nature. … as unsanitary as it is.”

DrRetro, who was busy inspecting everything

DrRetro (she/her): “Myaow.. I hope this site is up to standard.”

Folly, who was standing in the shadows, looming over the location.

Folly (she/her): “… fools. No matter how much you distract yourself, you will never be able to escape your own problems.”

Wallter, who was busy sitting on a log beside Mark

Wallter (he/any): Oh my.. I am so glad we get to spend quality time as a true group.”

Mark, who was looking at Wallter like a lovestruck idiot

Mark (he/any): “Hah! Yah! Ain’t that th’ truth, Brick-Boy!”

Pilby, who was busy playing in the grass near Poob and munching on apples*

Pilby (they/them) “D’ohh.. I like the outside..”

Mach, who was watching over everyone, like folly, but for the opposite reason.

Mach (she/her) : “I’m surprised we’ve held up this long.”

Split, who was busy trying to convince Bive to calm down

Split (she/any): “cmon Bivey! It’ll be “grape” to see you live a little for once!”

Bive was fucking paranoid as fuck.

Bive (she/her) : “NOOO!! YOU FOOL!!! WE DONT KNOW WHATS OUT THERE!! THERE COULD BE THE CLOWNS! .. OR WORSE … ALIENS!!!?!”

Null.. I don’t know, being a weirdo as usual

Null (It/he): “We are pleased to see many specimens.”

Prototype, who was holding Scag in his lap

Prototype (he/they): “Woa! I must take some screenshots of these!”

scag, who was just.. vibin

Scag (she/her): “cutecore”

Unpleasant, who was leaning against a tall tree and also being a weirdo.

Unpleasant (she/they/it): “…”

Fleshcousin.. who was taking small bites out of a tree log

“Where were word word.. specimen in field no ztupid escape..”

and finally, Stat. Sitting stiffly on a lone log

Stat (she/her): “I hate every one of you!”

it’s been a bit upgraded since last time. There’s a cozy cabin to the right of the Regretevator itself, and a nice spot to lay and relax. Oh yeah. And Dave is there. He doesn’t talk much, don’t bother him.