Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Thursday

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On the third day (or the fourth, depending on where you were currently huddled), the Toymaker cracked his knuckles and got to work: hallways shifted again, and groups that had been able to interact were cut off again. Gravity grew heavier to make it harder to walk, to run, to find the energy to move around.

The maze shifted again, and those trapped inside would have to see what new surprises awaited them today. The Toymaker wasn't done playing with them, even as their numbers began to dwindle. No, not at all.


[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc ]

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Re: Camp Three - Main Space

[solo_sword]

"And yet I understand you have a new love," Oprah went on. "How do you feel about Katie?"

Re: Camp Three - Main Space

[richieryan.livejournal.com]

"Honestly?" Richie clearly should have been paying more attention to the tabloids. It would have made answering easier.

"You know, I'm not really that into her."

Re: Camp Three - Main Space

[solo_sword]

"You don't want to express your love by jumping on my couch?" asked Oprah, not dirty.

Re: Camp Three - Main Space

[richieryan.livejournal.com]

"I'm not even up to standing right now," Richie pointed out. Because standing was way too much work today and he was pretty content to just sit here on the floor for now. "But if you find a couch I'll do my best to jump."

Re: Camp Three - Main Space

[solo_sword]

"You're sitting on it," Oprah pointed out subtly.

God, Tom Cruise, couldn't you see that?

Re: Camp Three - Main Space

[richieryan.livejournal.com]

Of course he was sitting on the couch. Of course he was. There went that plan.

"I'm gonna need a bigger couch," Richie said quickly. "So I don't hurt myself."