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*max shrugs* if your kid likes the camp, and I don’t see why anyone would,
then I guess ask her too if you wanna take her out of here. I’d be fine
with leaving but my “parents” don’t have a say in that anymore.

*he looks at Max* What do you mean they don’t have a say? Is
there a contract?

*max was slient and lowered the dress more before shrugging* sorry about my language but, they don’t give a shit. They never did. So David took me in and I can’t leave without him so..

*Carlos felt a little like he’d been punched in the gut,
hearing that Max wasn’t being taken care of by his parents. He felt sorry for
bringing it up*

I’m sorry to hear that. But, I guess you understand… it’s
tough for a guy like David to work at the same time as raising you. He’s… he’s
single, isn’t he?

Yeah, he does a pretty good job though so. And he cares so, can’t complain there.

*nods* Yeah, okay. That’s good – that’s very good.

*by now Max has nearly lowered the entire dress into the fire* hm.

*Carlos senses Max might not want to talk about it anymore
so he goes quiet just to watch the dress burn some more*

This is,, really cool, the fire and stuff.

Yeah, it is. Fire is fascinating. Humans have been playing
with it for God knows how long. It’s amazing what we can do with it, you know?

Yeah, but a lot of damage could be done with it and that kinda sucks.

*hums and nods* Which is why we took safety measures. I’m
glad you could have fun with it, and get what you wanted done.

*the dress had finally gotten Completely into the fire* yeah. *Max tosses the stick into the fire and sat down* what time is it?

*pulls out his phone to look at the time* It’s a little over
half past 9. Does David check in on the campers?

Yeah, usually. I should probably get to my tent or he’ll flip. *Max stood up and stretched*

*Nods* I’ll walk you to your tent – I have a flashlight on
my phone. Then I’ll come right back to deal with the fire.

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*max shrugs* if your kid likes the camp, and I don’t see why anyone would,
then I guess ask her too if you wanna take her out of here. I’d be fine
with leaving but my “parents” don’t have a say in that anymore.

*he looks at Max* What do you mean they don’t have a say? Is
there a contract?

*max was slient and lowered the dress more before shrugging* sorry about my language but, they don’t give a shit. They never did. So David took me in and I can’t leave without him so..

*Carlos felt a little like he’d been punched in the gut,
hearing that Max wasn’t being taken care of by his parents. He felt sorry for
bringing it up*

I’m sorry to hear that. But, I guess you understand… it’s
tough for a guy like David to work at the same time as raising you. He’s… he’s
single, isn’t he?

Yeah, he does a pretty good job though so. And he cares so, can’t complain there.

*nods* Yeah, okay. That’s good – that’s very good.

*by now Max has nearly lowered the entire dress into the fire* hm.

*Carlos senses Max might not want to talk about it anymore
so he goes quiet just to watch the dress burn some more*

This is,, really cool, the fire and stuff.

Yeah, it is. Fire is fascinating. Humans have been playing
with it for God knows how long. It’s amazing what we can do with it, you know?

Yeah, but a lot of damage could be done with it and that kinda sucks.

*hums and nods* Which is why we took safety measures. I’m
glad you could have fun with it, and get what you wanted done.

*the dress had finally gotten Completely into the fire* yeah. *Max tosses the stick into the fire and sat down* what time is it?

*pulls out his phone to look at the time* It’s a little over
half past 9. Does David check in on the campers?

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*max shrugs* if your kid likes the camp, and I don’t see why anyone would,
then I guess ask her too if you wanna take her out of here. I’d be fine
with leaving but my “parents” don’t have a say in that anymore.

*he looks at Max* What do you mean they don’t have a say? Is
there a contract?

*max was slient and lowered the dress more before shrugging* sorry about my language but, they don’t give a shit. They never did. So David took me in and I can’t leave without him so..

*Carlos felt a little like he’d been punched in the gut,
hearing that Max wasn’t being taken care of by his parents. He felt sorry for
bringing it up*

I’m sorry to hear that. But, I guess you understand… it’s
tough for a guy like David to work at the same time as raising you. He’s… he’s
single, isn’t he?

Yeah, he does a pretty good job though so. And he cares so, can’t complain there.

*nods* Yeah, okay. That’s good – that’s very good.

*by now Max has nearly lowered the entire dress into the fire* hm.

*Carlos senses Max might not want to talk about it anymore
so he goes quiet just to watch the dress burn some more*

This is,, really cool, the fire and stuff.

Yeah, it is. Fire is fascinating. Humans have been playing
with it for God knows how long. It’s amazing what we can do with it, you know?

Yeah, but a lot of damage could be done with it and that kinda sucks.

*hums and nods* Which is why we took safety measures. I’m
glad you could have fun with it, and get what you wanted done.

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*max shrugs* if your kid likes the camp, and I don’t see why anyone would,
then I guess ask her too if you wanna take her out of here. I’d be fine
with leaving but my “parents” don’t have a say in that anymore.

*he looks at Max* What do you mean they don’t have a say? Is
there a contract?

*max was slient and lowered the dress more before shrugging* sorry about my language but, they don’t give a shit. They never did. So David took me in and I can’t leave without him so..

*Carlos felt a little like he’d been punched in the gut,
hearing that Max wasn’t being taken care of by his parents. He felt sorry for
bringing it up*

I’m sorry to hear that. But, I guess you understand… it’s
tough for a guy like David to work at the same time as raising you. He’s… he’s
single, isn’t he?

Yeah, he does a pretty good job though so. And he cares so, can’t complain there.

*nods* Yeah, okay. That’s good – that’s very good.

*by now Max has nearly lowered the entire dress into the fire* hm.

*Carlos senses Max might not want to talk about it anymore
so he goes quiet just to watch the dress burn some more*

This is,, really cool, the fire and stuff.

Yeah, it is. Fire is fascinating. Humans have been playing
with it for God knows how long. It’s amazing what we can do with it, you know?

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*max shrugs* if your kid likes the camp, and I don’t see why anyone would,
then I guess ask her too if you wanna take her out of here. I’d be fine
with leaving but my “parents” don’t have a say in that anymore.

*he looks at Max* What do you mean they don’t have a say? Is
there a contract?

*max was slient and lowered the dress more before shrugging* sorry about my language but, they don’t give a shit. They never did. So David took me in and I can’t leave without him so..

*Carlos felt a little like he’d been punched in the gut,
hearing that Max wasn’t being taken care of by his parents. He felt sorry for
bringing it up*

I’m sorry to hear that. But, I guess you understand… it’s
tough for a guy like David to work at the same time as raising you. He’s… he’s
single, isn’t he?

Yeah, he does a pretty good job though so. And he cares so, can’t complain there.

*nods* Yeah, okay. That’s good – that’s very good.

*by now Max has nearly lowered the entire dress into the fire* hm.

*Carlos senses Max might not want to talk about it anymore
so he goes quiet just to watch the dress burn some more*

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*max shrugs* if your kid likes the camp, and I don’t see why anyone would,
then I guess ask her too if you wanna take her out of here. I’d be fine
with leaving but my “parents” don’t have a say in that anymore.

*he looks at Max* What do you mean they don’t have a say? Is
there a contract?

*max was slient and lowered the dress more before shrugging* sorry about my language but, they don’t give a shit. They never did. So David took me in and I can’t leave without him so..

*Carlos felt a little like he’d been punched in the gut,
hearing that Max wasn’t being taken care of by his parents. He felt sorry for
bringing it up*

I’m sorry to hear that. But, I guess you understand… it’s
tough for a guy like David to work at the same time as raising you. He’s… he’s
single, isn’t he?

Yeah, he does a pretty good job though so. And he cares so, can’t complain there.

*nods* Yeah, okay. That’s good – that’s very good.

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*max shrugs* if your kid likes the camp, and I don’t see why anyone would,
then I guess ask her too if you wanna take her out of here. I’d be fine
with leaving but my “parents” don’t have a say in that anymore.

*he looks at Max* What do you mean they don’t have a say? Is
there a contract?

*max was slient and lowered the dress more before shrugging* sorry about my language but, they don’t give a shit. They never did. So David took me in and I can’t leave without him so..

*Carlos felt a little like he’d been punched in the gut,
hearing that Max wasn’t being taken care of by his parents. He felt sorry for
bringing it up*

I’m sorry to hear that. But, I guess you understand… it’s
tough for a guy like David to work at the same time as raising you. He’s… he’s
single, isn’t he?

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Well
first it was just the tira from an anon, then they made it so that
someone else could only take it off of me, then someone added a dress
and it was just kinda,,,, humiliating? For me? So now I’m burning them.

*Carlos’ shoulders slumped and he sighed deeply.* Ah… the
Grey-faces. Yeah, okay… I totally understand now.

I’m assuming they’ve gotten you at some point?

*laughs* Kid, I’ve been at this five years. Of course they got to me. You know my
daughter? Angela? You just met her, of course you know her. Well, she’s the
result of a Grey-face curse. 🙂

Woah,, did the anons just like,, give you a child? Can they do that? Just “suprise you have to take care of this now excited statement and holiday”

*laughs* no, no, it wasn’t quite like that… it was more of “Surprise,
you’re pregnant! Nevermind that you’re a man and don’t have the parts!”

Wait how is that possible?

Anon magic or something like that. You know why they’re called M!A’s?
It means Magic-Anon.

I know what M!A means, just, how?

You got me. Basically, the most I can figure is that Angela
ended up being a clone of me. Just… female.

So if Angela is a clone of you does that mean she’s in the science camp too?

Well, yeah, she’s in Science Camp right now. But her being a
genetic clone has nothing to do with that, actually – she legitimately loves
science. But that might be because of my profession. *he smiles a bit behind
his mask* But yeah, if she had wanted Dance Camp or Science Fiction Camp then
she would have gone to that instead. *then Max’s wording seems to confuse Carlos* You… you’re in science camp too, aren’t you? Isn’t this Science Camp?

No. you’re probably thinking about Neil, he’s in science camp, Nikki’s in adventure camp, Yadda yadda yadda.

What? No, I mean I thought you all were in Science Camp. How can you all be in different camps?

Oh buddy,,, that’s absolutely not the case. This camp is a scam, basically. *he pulls out a crumpled flyer from is pocket* this was Neil’s but, *he shows Carlos the flyer and it reads “science camp ‘and more’” in fine print* gotta read the fine print. *he balls it back up and throws it in the fire*

*Carlos just looks at the kid, confused* Angie’s mom signed her up for this camp. I… I
would think she would have read it. Did she just see the location and know that
I’d be nearby? Or… I’m very confused. I don’t know what happened at Angie’s mom’s
house for this to transpire.

Well Angie’s mom shoulda read the fine print.

I… I don’t know what to tell you. I have no idea what happened.
Huh… I guess I’ll try to call her or something later…

At least I’m nearby if something happens.

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Well
first it was just the tira from an anon, then they made it so that
someone else could only take it off of me, then someone added a dress
and it was just kinda,,,, humiliating? For me? So now I’m burning them.

*Carlos’ shoulders slumped and he sighed deeply.* Ah… the
Grey-faces. Yeah, okay… I totally understand now.

I’m assuming they’ve gotten you at some point?

*laughs* Kid, I’ve been at this five years. Of course they got to me. You know my
daughter? Angela? You just met her, of course you know her. Well, she’s the
result of a Grey-face curse. 🙂

Woah,, did the anons just like,, give you a child? Can they do that? Just “suprise you have to take care of this now excited statement and holiday”

*laughs* no, no, it wasn’t quite like that… it was more of “Surprise,
you’re pregnant! Nevermind that you’re a man and don’t have the parts!”

Wait how is that possible?

Anon magic or something like that. You know why they’re called M!A’s?
It means Magic-Anon.

I know what M!A means, just, how?

You got me. Basically, the most I can figure is that Angela
ended up being a clone of me. Just… female.

So if Angela is a clone of you does that mean she’s in the science camp too?

Well, yeah, she’s in Science Camp right now. But her being a
genetic clone has nothing to do with that, actually – she legitimately loves
science. But that might be because of my profession. *he smiles a bit behind
his mask* But yeah, if she had wanted Dance Camp or Science Fiction Camp then
she would have gone to that instead. *then Max’s wording seems to confuse Carlos* You… you’re in science camp too, aren’t you? Isn’t this Science Camp?

No. you’re probably thinking about Neil, he’s in science camp, Nikki’s in adventure camp, Yadda yadda yadda.

What? No, I mean I thought you all were in Science Camp. How can you all be in different camps?

Oh buddy,,, that’s absolutely not the case. This camp is a scam, basically. *he pulls out a crumpled flyer from is pocket* this was Neil’s but, *he shows Carlos the flyer and it reads “science camp ‘and more’” in fine print* gotta read the fine print. *he balls it back up and throws it in the fire*

*Carlos just looks at the kid, confused* Angie’s mom signed her up for this camp. I… I
would think she would have read it. Did she just see the location and know that
I’d be nearby? Or… I’m very confused. I don’t know what happened at Angie’s mom’s
house for this to transpire.