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sorry for not posting, I'll get a post up for Jaden, Zoey, and Justin, up tonight.


I'll get a post up ASAP! Hopefully tonight but if not then also hopefully tomorrow but definitely by Monday. Sorry for the wait again but I've been busy with schoolwork and normal work.


No problem, guys! Take your time. It's no rush.
Camp Master

It seemed, to the casual observer, that the entirety of the camp at arrived. Campers, as well as counselors, were conversing and split into their own groups. It seemed Camp Wachata had kicked off to a great year. As the din of conversation continued, a tall man walked down the trail to the bonfire. With a acoustic guitar strapped to his back, he seemed to command attention. Many campers and counselors, especially those that were people whom had been here before, perked up and instantly stopped talking.

The man himself was probably in his late 50s. Clean shaven, muscular, and easily reaching 6'3'', he cut an imposing figure over the rest of the camp. Despite the rather intimidating aura he emitted, he bore a face of jovial expression, smiling ear to ear. With a booming voice, the Camp Master spoke, "Hello, everyone!" The voice silenced most whom had not seen him enter. "For the new people, welcome to Camp Wachata! For those returning, I'm glad you've decided to join us for another year!" The Camp Master didn't seem to be straining his voice, but that didn't stop his voice from being loud enough to easily carry across the crowd. "I'm Camp Master Ryan Tagger, but you all can call me 'Mister Tag'." Mister Tag continued on, pulling the guitar from his back and laying it against him. "I know that many of you are cautious, or even apprehensive, with our Camp. But you'll find, in the following weeks, that this will be some of the best time of your lives!" Every sentence that Mister Tag boomed seemed rehearsed, but at the same time sincere. It gave off an almost uncomfortable feeling, and almost an oxymoron.

"Now, I know many of you were probably sent here by your parents. Maybe to get you out in the world, to be shown how fun life can be. And maybe some of you were sent here because your parents didn't want you for a few weeks!" The rolling laughter that followed his words strongly implied that Mister Tag was joking, which was quickly followed by the laughter of some of the crowd. "I'm joking, but all of you should know something. We're all family here at Wachata. Everyone helps each other, and everyone covers everyone else's back. It's what makes Wachata special." Mister Tag's went on with his speech, looking around the crowd with the same grin he had since he arrived, "For the new people, I know this might all be a jarring experience for you, especially the younger people. But we all come together here at Wachata, and make sure everyone feels welcomed!" Now the words seemed completely rehearsed, as if the vigor of early was starting to lose power in Mister Tag.

Pulling his guitar up, and into a position to play it, Mister Tag's grin started to slightly dissipate, "While I might not be around most of the time, don't feel scared to come to my office's any time. I'm always here for my campers, night and day." Mister Tag, produced a guitar pick from his jean's pockets, and went back to his scanning of the crowd. "Before we start the customary welcoming song, would anyone like to speak up about how excited they are to be here at Wachata? Maybe share how much fun they've had so far, or how much fun they had last year?" Mister Tag would ask the same thing every year, and their would normally be a campers or two whom would speak up and speak about how Camp Wachata was so nice. Most campers, and counselors, who remain silent, just to get the song over and done with, however.
Caleb Holderson

"It's normal. He's not the most punctual of people." Caleb replied, as he moved his camera, in case Ethan wished to sit there. "Don't worry. He'll be here. He won't miss a chance to have a captive audience." Caleb added in, with a sly smirk. With the loose schedule that Wachata had, it was difficult to be 'late' to anything. Despite that, the Campmaster had always made it seem like he was always late. Only appearing when people had been sufficiently tired of waiting on him. Glancing over to Ethan, Caleb gave a friendly smile, "So, are you enjoying paradise, yet?" Caleb asked, referring to Wachata.

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Shayne Kowalski

It was hard to ignore the sudden change in Nico. Shayne had hoped she hadn't been too forward, in acting like they were good friends. Hopefully, she hadn't scared Nico away by acting like this, but Shayne became close to people faster than most. Smiling at Nico's comment, Shayne slightly lifted her head, "Don't say that too soon. We might still be attacked by axe murderers. Then you'll regret your parents having you come here." Shayne responded, with a playful smile, before resting her head back on Nico's shoulder.

More and more campers had arrived, and it seemed that the Fire Ring was reaching it's capacity, which should mean the Campmaster would arrive soon, but Shayne saw neither hide, nor tail, of the illusive man. "I might fall asleep before the Campmaster ever gets here." Shayne said, letting out a small yawn afterwards. Today had been a lot for Shayne to take in, and she was surprised at herself that she managed to stay awake as long as she had. "I can't wait 'til tomorrow. We'll have so much to do." Shayne added, nuzzling herself slightly closer to Nico. Despite the warmth of the bonfire, the American Northwest chill had pervaded the night time air, causing Shayne to feel just a little too cold.

@Mr Allen J @Aluminumdude

@DrowsyPangolin @Natural Mess @Animera

@rbwls8028 @Orange Juice

I'm going to post with the Campmaster tomorrow night, probably around 10 PM CST.

@rbwls8028 I'll be replying with Caleb tonight.
@Orange Juice I'll also be replying with Shayne

@Mr Allen J it's no prob. I completely understand
Shayne Kowlaski

Shayne smirked, and gave out a little giggle, at Nico's response, "Yeah, it's too bad. Maybe the next time." Shayne said, smiling back at the grinning Nico. Shayne couldn't believe the amount of fun she had had today. It was clear to Shayne that Nico wasn't the kind to be open, as Shayne was. That didn't stop Shayne from liking Nico at all, though. Shayne couldn't help herself but smile even bigger. Leaning over, and resting her head against Nico's shoulder, Shayne felt as comfortable as she could at Camp Wachata, "I'm sorry you're parents made you come here." Shayne said, closing her eyes as the warmth of the bonfire flicked over her. She could only gather, from Nico's personality, that her home life wasn't all that easy. The night was growing longer, and the excitement and energy that Shayne had showed earlier was fading. Right now, she felt sleepy, especially because of the cozy warmth the bonfire emitted. She wondered if she'd fall asleep before the Campmaster ever arrived.
Shayne Kowalski

Shayne practically giggled as Nico referred to her as 'captain'. Shayne's enthusiasm could be plainly see, and in Nico's case, probably felt. Shayne was still gripping Nico's hand, and appeared to have a tight grip. It wasn't until Shayne had reached the cabin's door that she realized she was still holding on to her new friend's hand. As if a sudden wave of realization flowed over her, Shayne released her grip, trying to hide her sheepish smile and slightly red face. Sometimes, Shayne's excitement got the best of her.

Shayne opened the door and stepped back outside. Shayne didn't realize how refreshing the air at camp was, until she had stepped out of the pine-reeking cabin, and back outside. The air was crisp, which was only made to be better by the slight breeze that ran across the campgrounds. Turning back to look at Nico, red face and sheepish smile gone, Shayne now bore a toothy grin. "Let's do this." Shayne declared, pulling out her map. The map failed to show pretty much any of the actual forest surrounding the camp, but at least Shayne could tell which direction to head to make sure they weren't far from the camp.

Tucking the map back away, Shayne waited for Nico to join her, before she set out. Making sure to walk side-by-side with Nico, Shayne couldn't wait to enjoy the pseudo-creepiness of Camp Wachata. It seemed like every single camp in the world had some creepy thing, or haunted place. Bearing a bright smile over her face, Shayne couldn't help but feel overcome with happiness. The confusion, and the feeling of being lost, seemed like it had happened forever ago. Now she was just happen to be comfortable at camp, and have an actual friend.

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June 5th, 2015. 8:00 PM



Night had fallen over Camp Wachata, bringing a close to the daytime introductions, reunions, and excitement. However, despite this, one could not help but feel the overall excitement that the place was showing. While their were plenty of campers, especially new ones, whom were still apprehensive, and practically disgusted, about the situation. There were plenty of campers that were excited, though, and it definitely was showing.

The amphitheater that was the Wiki Wiki Fire Ring was alive with activity. Many sat on the sloping seats, some campers already divided into their exclusive cliques. Others stood, once more in their own groups. It seemed that the loner was a minority at Camp Wachata, at least for the time being.

The bonfire had been lit long before the procession of campers and counselors showed up, of which there was still a small flow funneling into their own seats and groups. The trail that led to the Fire Ring wasn't exactly a short one. Nor was it really easy to follow. A winding path with various rocks, and many turns, it was easy to be annoyed by the time one reached the Fire Ring.

The smell of burning oak, and even mesquite, gave the Fire Ring a nice aroma, despite being slightly overpowering to the senses. That, coupled with the crackling of the fire, the songs of the crickets, the occasional call of a bird, and bustling of people, led the bonfire to be a cacophony of noise and overpowering smells.

Judging by the way a few of the more senior counselors stood next to the fire, whispering and planning, it wouldn't be much longer before the Campmaster would show up. He was, afterall, suppose to be here to welcome the campers to Wachata, and make a solid impression on this year's newcomers. Normally, as people that had been here before would know, the Campmaster would give some long winded speech about discovering one's self, and learning new make friends and skills. It would normally end with the Campmaster playing an equally long winded instrumental with his acoustic guitar. While the Campmaster's skills would be considered average, it helped drive home the cheesiness of the Campmaster's idealistic view of Wachata.

This wouldn't be for a while longer, though. For now, the campers and counselors would have to wait for the arrival of the Campmaster, and possibly more of the official Camp staff. This didn't seem to bother the gathered people, though. Most seemed happy to be left to their own devices, especially those that had found their own groups and friends to enjoy the time with.

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Shayne Kowalski

After exploring with Nico, for the better part of a few hours, Shayne now sat on one of the tiered seats at the Wiki Wiki Fire Ring. The seats themselves were long, and large, logs, varnished and the such as to be used for a makeshift seat. The duo had seamlessly transitioned from exploring, to sitting at the Fire Ring. Being among the first ones to be there, they were able to get seats that were fairly close to the fire, but not too close.

Smiling, Shayne looked over at Nico. Shayne hoped that her friend had enjoyed their venture as much as Shayne had. Trail blazing at Camp Wachata wasn't exactly the easiest task, but at Shayne had made sure they stayed somewhat clean and presentable. Turning back towards the roaring fire, Shayne drew her knees to her chest. Tonight was seeming like the perfect way to cap off a day filled with mix emotions, for Shayne. The toasty fire, combined with the happiness that Shayne felt, helped drive home a very much comfy feel.

"Thanks for being my friend." Shayne said, almost whispering the sentence. Once the words escaped Shayne's lips, she seemed surprised with herself, as if she hadn't expected herself to say that. "I just mean, I had a lot of fun today." Shayne added, wrapping her arms around her drawn-to-her-chest shins. It was clear the Shayne was not used to being put in situations like Camp Wachata. Having to quickly make friends, and have the level of freedom that was different from school and athletics, was new to the girl. Shayne seemed to be overwhelmed, but in a good way.

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Caleb Holderson

Caleb and Ethan had finished cleaning just as the first few campers showed up. Unbeknownst to anyone besides Caleb and Ethan, the Wiki Wiki Fire Ring was much cleaner than before. This was to be expected however, with an outdoor area like the fire ring. Despite that, Caleb had felt like they had done an awesome job, which was confirmed by perhaps the only person besides them to notice. Riley. Riley had congratulated the both of them, and then even had them help him build the fire.

All in all, Caleb was tired of today. During the arrival of most of the other campers and counselors, Caleb had lost track of Ethan. But now, as Caleb sat on a row of seats closest to the Fire Ring, he had a spot saved for Ethan. While Caleb had many friends at camp, he felt that only Ethan and himself were the ones ready to take things seriously. Using his camera to save the spot next to him, for the just in case, Caleb glanced around the Fire Ring. A small number of campers were still filing in, but it appeared that most had shown up, leaving most seats an areas taken.




Working on the posts, now

Also, @Orange Juice I hope you didn't mind me saying that Nico and Shayne were sitting together. It seemed like something they'd be doing already. Let me know if you want me to change it.

Also, I'm going to start working on adding cabin numbers to the player's list. Just so we all know what cabin we're in. If you haven't picked yet, that's completely fine. Lemme know if you have decided. I already know what a few people are in.
Whoops, took a nap, and ended up passing out. Sorry guys! I'll throw up the post tomorrow morning on my work computer. Will probably be around 8am CST.
Alrighty. I'm going to make a post with Shayne, tonight, then I'm probably going to do the big time skip to later in the day.

@Mr Allen J @Aluminumdude

@DrowsyPangolin @Natural Mess @Animera

@rbwls8028 @Orange Juice

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