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moddies: guess what!!
I don't even care about anything anymore (camp wise) because I'm too stupid to attempt to put myself out there so goodbye campp-jones and.. stuff.. still here just.. yeah he's just here doing nothing
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tries to flush him down a porta potty
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((heyifIcouldcanIbeincabinthreeplease I love you ;a;<33 Kidding that is highly unprofessional. But may I please request to be in Cabin 3? or if not I am fine with whatever that is if I even get in rolls away into sunset))
We love you too here at South Stitch camper~ You have been added to Cabin 3!
~Nene
A&A - CP-J thinger
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"Don't worry we don't really play the switch-a-roo game all that much anymore sense Adri went and got piercings all over his face." Adria said, giggling and shakes his hand enthusiastically. "So they haven't put you in a cabin yet? Same thing happened with out cousin Salu. Right now she's bunking with a friend. Really sucks." Adri said, shaking his hand and smile warmly, thought not as excitedly as his sister.
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campp-jones
"That's good.. I think. And the piercings are cool, bro." He smiled in return and retracted as Adria had a good grip, and he put his hands back into his pockets. "Bunking with friends doesn't seem that bad if they're friends?.. Unless sharing the same bed, it may be too close for comfort, ehe." He shrugged, snickering. He didn't know what all else to say.
"Yeah, we're real." Adria said, giggling and smiling. "Must really suck to have your mind constantly playing tricks on you." Adri said, smiling sweetly. "And we can understand why you think your mind is playing trick on you. We look a lot alike. Its our specialty to confuse... or was at least." They both said at the same time. "Nice to meet you Polo." The each held a hand out to him, identical smiles on their faces.
"Thanks for the verification. And yeah, it does at times. They’re not exactly constant. Being around too many people made me go a bit cuckoo is all." He twirled his finger, making the motion. “Aha, p-please don’t try to confuse me even more, I’ve got enough of that on trying to figure out what cabin I’m in. I wasn’t told yet." He gave a nervous chuckle, grinning back. He glanced at their hands, crossing his arms into an x and giving a handshake. “Same to you."
Hello there! *chirped both twins* I'm Adria. *said the girl* And I'm Adri. *the the twin with the piercings said, moving his bangs out of his eyes*
He opened his mouth to say something but was hesitant and he stopped, narrowing his eyes at them. He looked down to see if he had any scratches of some sort. Returning his gaze back up to the two, he pointed between them both. “Either I absorbed some kind of hallucinogenic plant crap through my skin, or you guys- well, girl and a guy, are twins. I’m Polo." He smiled, giving a sigh as it turned into a frown. “Really hope you’re both real, my mind likes to play tricks like this on me." He shifted, re-positioning his backpack over his shoulder.
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He lightly punted his backpack onto its front, stepping on the backside and scanning around the area, losing balance and fell face first after flailing a bit in a failed attempt of trying to regain balance. He rolled over, rocking himself up into a cross legged sitting position. He made a face, groaning and wiping off loose dirt from his tongue. “oh vod ewh fhat ith grosth" He spit out the remaining residue with a whine, flopping onto his back and jackknifing himself into stance. He brushed little particles of muck and grass blades off, straightening his no sleeved jacket.. vest thing. “You’re not here to act stupid, you’re here to be-" He paused, biting his knuckle, wincing as he reached for his bag. “Social." He tugged harshly, the weight toppling on him and he landed hard on his back. He muttered insults to gravity and the laws of it, getting onto his feet again, managing to sling his backpack over his shoulder without falling this time. “And talking to yourself is not a good thing- stop." He clamped his hand over his mouth, sighing heavily. Neither is already tripping over nothing three times in a basic row, he thought. “Let’s try and find the peoples of this place." He whispered, trudging away all too grumpy-like.
(how I predicted this lil' thing there)
He got out from his ride, shutting the door. It was a longer way from the camp, and the road they had there was bumpy and rigid, so he couldn't drive there. He walked along that until it eventually faded into grass, trees surrounding him. He continued to hike along the trail that had been walked through, eventually coming up to where trees were becoming spread out and a more open area. He jogged along and slowed to a steady pace, looking at the sign and back up to the camp that was now only yards away. He readjusted his bag, taking slow strides there. He came upon the main entrance into the actual place, glancing around, getting a full perspective on it. "Hm." He stared forward, tugging the handkerchief down from his lower face to where it hung loosely around his neck. He looked back and forth, tensing as he took caution as he made his way near the cabins and everything. "It looks cool. From what I can tell." His eyes darted left and right, sliding his backpack off as he dropped it to the ground. "Nice. Away from civilization." ... "I like it." He stretched and stopped midway, gaze widening. "..wait. Fudge, what do I do now that I'm here?"
Name: Polo J. Jones (Polo or Po)
Position: South Stitch Camper
Camp Tumblr: CampP-Jones
Cabin: uhm
Picture:
Personality: Jumpy, obnoxious, skittish, loud, rambunctious, quite oblivious, a bit of an ass, silly, quirky, flat out annoying, but nice in general.
Likes: A lot of fruit, arts and crafts, running around, night walks around the camp, hiking, swimming, archery, gymnastics and cartwheels, bluhbluhbluh etc.
Dislikes: Not really anything except for meaner neaners, bananas (he’s terrified of them for no reason), and sock monkeys.
