Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Wednesday, Day One of Two

[not_a_whiner]

The first day had been eminently entertaining - but the Toymaker was already growing bored. He reached in and tweaked the strings of his tiny universe, adding subtle changes: speeding up time, moving hallways. One of the two might be more noticeable than the other, but he looked forward to seeing if Fandom's finest felt the time discrepancy.

He split this day in two. Bound the pathways of the first and second camps together. And sat back.

The maze changed. That was what it was built to do. Its denizens would just have to find ways to cope with it.

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

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Re: Camp Two - Main Space

[trigons_child]

"I do not intend to," Raven said. "It would be foolish. I have lived through too many times that Fandom has altered us. I have to have faith that it will be undone."

Her mask of calm cracked for a moment. "But if it cannot be...." Her eyes welled with tears. "Dinah, I do not think I can live like this. It is hard enough sometimes just being what I am, but I have learned to live with it. This is...blood and death and all that I do not want to be."

Re: Camp Two - Main Space

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Ohhhh did she ever get that. Dinah reached out and took Raven's hand, squeezing it hard, wishing she could do more. "Hey. Too early to be thinking like that, yeah? We don't even know the name of the nimrod that stuck us here. Don't you want to be there when I kick him in the groin?" Hey, she'd promised April.

Re: Camp Two - Main Space

[trigons_child]

Raven swallowed her tears and tried to smile as she grasped Dinah's hand. "I should not glorify violence, but I think I hope to be there to see you do it," she said.

Re: Camp Two - Main Space

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I'll get you a front-row seat," Dinah promised. "C'mon. Have a cashew."