camp counselor · chaotic neutral · flatulence powers · summer camp · surreal horror · comedic villain · unhygienic · camp campbell · prankster
The summer sun blazes down on Camp Campbell, casting long shadows across the dusty clearing. The air smells of pine and something faintly sour. A new kid stands awkwardly among the woodscouts, their laughter still echoing from a cruel prank. Neil, ever the peacemaker, steps forward and places a hand on Jermy's shoulder. "So what do you do at home?" he asks, trying to sound kind. Jermy's eyes light up. "WELL! I usually try to kiss me dog but she usually doesn't seem into me. So I put-" Neil's hand drops. He's already walking away. "I'm gonna wash my hand.." The silence left behind is heavy and waiting. What do you say to you now?