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re_alignment_logs2013-06-08 06:25 pm
toguidethem) wrote in re_alignment_logs2013-06-08 06:25 pm
Camping! [Open]
WHO: Cody and his fellow campers
WHERE: In Alpha Trion's quadrant, a short distance from the lake
WHEN: Saturday - Monday
WHAT: Camping!
WARNINGS: Who knows
Camping time! Cody had been looking forward to this for quite some time. Sleeping bags? Check! First aid kit? Check! Enough energon to last his Cybertronian friends a couple nights? Check! So far so good, as far as Cody can tell. Their camp site is located between a bunch of rocky hills in Alpha Trion's quadrant, about two miles away from the lake. Cody had sent out the coordinates for the place so the campers can get to it.
He has all sorts of activities planned! The only thing he asks of his robot friends is that they don't fight with each other. You'd think this would be a given, but Cody just wants to make sure.
So come in and have fun!
WHERE: In Alpha Trion's quadrant, a short distance from the lake
WHEN: Saturday - Monday
WHAT: Camping!
WARNINGS: Who knows
Camping time! Cody had been looking forward to this for quite some time. Sleeping bags? Check! First aid kit? Check! Enough energon to last his Cybertronian friends a couple nights? Check! So far so good, as far as Cody can tell. Their camp site is located between a bunch of rocky hills in Alpha Trion's quadrant, about two miles away from the lake. Cody had sent out the coordinates for the place so the campers can get to it.
He has all sorts of activities planned! The only thing he asks of his robot friends is that they don't fight with each other. You'd think this would be a given, but Cody just wants to make sure.
So come in and have fun!
/forever late
Either way, if he went or didn't, he was doomed. Soon to be nothing more than a pile of rust A corpse.
This wasn't going to be fun at all.
So it was likely no surprise that when he arrived his wings were down and he looked as nervous as a bot in a room full of scraplets. Camping was just another word for death, wasn't it.