[OPEN] RV Park Party

[eirs]

WHO: Any and all OUTSIDER personnel that wants in and their respective campervan companions. Or maybe you wandered out away from your group and found this commune.
WHAT: The gang parking together at night to swap information about the things they've found in their investigations, night watches around a fire, ghost stories......? General tomfoolery in the desert where there's no one else for miles. Cooking their hunts in successes and mishaps?
WHERE: The Mojave Desert
WHEN: Mid to Late May
WARNINGS: Will be updated or tagged in the thread as needed!

Comments

[lovebombing]

How soon is too soon?

[frostfist]

Well, I think you'll have to check with my manager on that one.

[ With a gesture towards Ishmael. Girl, your time is now. ]

1/2

[wheft]

[ the entire fucking time she's like 🧍‍♂️ as if ruminating on the power she now suddenly has ]

[wheft]

Sure, why not.

[ sorry babe............ ]

[lovebombing]

[He is pulling out a long brown wig from a pocket. Yes, its his Brughel hair. Sorry.]

I got just the thing for you, then!

[wheft]

[ he's carrying that with him the entire time? since when??? ]

[lovebombing]

[you always gotta be prepared for crossdressing at all times]

[frostfist]

[ What a beautiful wig. He takes the wig, flips it over in his hands







and then stands up and walks over to Ishmael and carefully arranges it atop her head. ]

You look good as a brunette.

[ Two can play at this game. ]

[wheft]

[ WTF the wig probably isn't that long either so now she just looks like she got the world's worst two-toned coloring job

she's glaring at wriothesley. no, she's totally pouting. she holds her cold gaze on him before grabbing the wig and haphazardly puts it right on his head. hmph!!! :/ ]

[lovebombing]

Get him, girl!!!


[SIC THE WIG ON HIM]

[frostfist]

[ You win some, you lose some.

There were no winners in this strange wigtastic adventure, but at least Wriothesley is laughing softly to himself as he ambles back towards Sampo before pulling the wig off and handing it back. ]

I think she liked it.

[ Narrator voice: she did not like it. ]

[wheft]

[ at least he's being a good sport about it... dammit, this guy has way too much patience. she follows after wriothesley, still a little miffed but otherwise willing to let some of that go. ]

That was for making me do special service for anyone else, by the way.

[ then to sampo: ] Thanks for playing along, though. It was fun.

[ why does she have an okay impression of sampo this is fucked up ]