Camp Fortitude

WHO: Open To All! Multiples and Cross-Threading encouraged!
WHAT: A Dance/Party
WHERE: The Community Center Gym
WHEN: Saturday night
WARNINGS: TBD

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So there's going to be a party tomorrow night. Same place as the last one.

People had better come or it will suck.

Nobody died. Guess it's a start.

WHO: Malia Tate and Isaac Lahey
WHAT: The Full Moon
WHEN: Tonight
WHERE: Isaac's place
WARNINGS: TBD

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Full moon!!!!

It's the full moon tonight!!!!

I guess I'm supposed to introduce myself or something. So, hi. I'm John Connor - John Baum - John.

(( backdated to sunday evening ))
GREENHOUSE CREW.

So - how do you guys want to do this meeting thing? Anyone want to volunteer, want to pick a name out of a hat or whoever draws the short straw? Put it to a vote?

/FILTER

Anyone want to head to the gym and play dodgeball or something? I'm bored.

I know things have sucked a lot for everyone lately with the people dying and everyone being unhappy and scared about everything and stuff...but I know before I got here there was a party and a dance where people could just have fun together? Maybe...maybe we could do something like that again? Maybe it would be good for everyone to just have fun together and maybe make friends?

I mean, we're all kind of stuck here and maybe it would be good if we all kind of tried to pull together like a pack instead of avoiding everyone as much as possible and hating everybody.

I don't know. I suck at this. It just seems like it would be nice for us all to do something fun together and get to know each other better.

And I like dancing.

So I have a really, really important question that nobody's talking about.

How many condoms do we have? I mean, are they rationed? What do we do when we run out? I am not going to stop having sex because it's awesome and I'm sure I'm not the only one.

Unless there are objections, all things considered which would be fine and I honestly don't care, but I should pretend like I do, so I would understand, I'd like to keep offering the self-defense class if people are still interested in taking it. If the masses aren't, but a few of the current students still do, then I'm happy to give private lessons in my free time. For those unfamiliar: these classes are solely beginner material and are not at all meant to be preparing you for anything other than defending yourself in an emergency and they aren't in any way specific to where we are right now; these are the kinds of skills that you'll be able to find useful in a bad situation back home, just as easily.

CLARKE.

Can't remember which one you are, but I saw Steve mention the thing about the smokehouse. I don't know anything about that but I know that I'm strong and I'm bored more often than I'm not, so I'd like to offer to help with that.

Right, so. I'm going to join the club because I want to help and I don't want to lie about what I am anymore.

I'm Malia. And I'm a werecoyote. I was in a horrible car accident when I was little and killed my my mom and sister died and I shifted and got stuck that way. I lived on my own in the woods as a coyote for eight years before Scott and Stiles forced me to shift back.

I'm not happy with them for that.

WHO: Malia Tate and Isaac Lahey
WHAT: Hanging out, talking, werewolf stuff
WHEN: Wednesday evening
WHERE: Isaac's place
WARNINGS: TBD
STATUS: Closed/Ongoing

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[Defense]

You need to let me fight. Your rules are stupid. I have the skills you need and it's stupid not to let me do anything.

[Isaac]

You okay?

[/UNFILTERED]

This place sucks. We need to do stuff to keep people from dying. Despite what the blonde girl said, people don't have to die here.

...is it over?

It's still foggy, but...well...it doesn't seem quite as creepy?

Ok. People are dying and I'm doing nothing.

Screw that. Seriously, screw it. I can help and I'm going to. Where do you need me?

Is everyone still okay?

Everything feels wrong about this. I thought one of the infected had gotten into the garage but when I turned there was nothing there.

I'm afraid I'm going to shift barf if this keeps up.

If anyone is stuck outside, tell me. Defense is busy taking care of the patrols and watching the walls, and although visuals are awful I might be able to see and smell better than I've been studying this place ever since I got here since I've been maintaining all of the buildings. Give me a rough location and I'll find you, I've emptied out one of the garages we're using for storage, if it's faster for me to get you there than get you home that's what we're going to do. Since I'm apparently too young to do anything fucking useful

I didn't find anything when I went out. Except that the fog is everywhere.

And that it's wrong.

Not natural fog.

[Derek, Cora, Isaac]

How do I tell them that the fog is wrong without telling them that it smells wrong?

[Isaac]

Can I trust Chris Argent?

Something smells seems weird about this cold and this fog.

I'm going to go see what's up.

Uh, hi everyone. Thanks for getting me away from--whatever the Hell those things are outside. I don't think I am ever getting that taste out smell off.

Anyway, name's Bo. I'm kinda used to crap like this happening, although usually someone I know is behind it. If my dad's here- Be real nice if my genius ex girl friend was here to dumb all that science down a bit so I might understand how this is actually not more Fae shit.

Kenzi if you're-

I guess I'm going to be on your--militia or army or whatever. And...I'm a succubus.

If you're from a place where you've got stories about things like that, you know that means I need a pretty specific supplement to my diet that I can only get from other living things, preferably in a real intimate way. But I really don't like sneaking into people's houses and having my way with the womenfolk, so if there's a few good men or women or whatever who'd like to volunteer, hit me up. The sooner the better, those things out there really don't give a growing girl what she needs.