May 9th, 2009

fen bed

Entry the Sixty-first

Cammie's Story ~ In which I am easily amused!

I have certainly never denied being a silly butt. :D

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I'd imagine the burning fur has something to do with it...

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These Mystic gangs are a real menace. A sparkly menace, but a menace all the same!

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Turns out it was both... :)

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We asked for a BIG spawn, but this wasn't exactly what we had in mind...

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No, it wasn't the 17 Mammoth Arachne that struck fear into PV's heart, it was the sentient Cave Cobra! Sheesh, aren't those things scary enough when they don't speak?!

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I don't remember the exact context here ~ somethin about bat morphs ~ but 'tis true all the same!

Til next time
~ Batfen
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Entry the Sixty-second

Cammie's Story ~ So that's why they call it Camp Dred!

This week's brave MAPpers decided to venture into Camp Dred. Despite the catchy-sounding name, we did not toast marshmallows or sing campfire songs. Instead, we died. A LOT. :D

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Dredwood: kinda like the inside of my brain, but with more Orgas.

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Erm... exiles 1, bush 0?

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We were wandering through, merrily bashing stuff...

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when we were suddenly struck by how Camp Dred got its name!

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It's not a MAP hunt without a rank or two! Also, I'm taking bets on what Trowl has 4 of. Fingers? Toes? Thoughts? hmmm.

And in case anyone was wondering what my brain really looks like...

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Pretty scary huh?

Til next time,
~ Cammie