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[exanimatus]

This trip is bullshit.

I hope that there's a serial killer out in the woods. I hope that he murders all of you.

Preemptive dibs on the bed with the least amount of blood on it.

[this iJournal message is brought to you by the surly teenager on the roof of the Marian Family Cabin. how did he get up on the roof? he doesn't know, but it's better than talking to any of you losers.]

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You're both so dumb!

[exanimatus]

And don't have sex.

Unrelated to hi Rin.

[payback]

Hey Zelman. Cheer up! This place is great!

[endthem]

That does seem to be a sure way to ensure an early death in these kinds of situations, doesn't it? I wonder why that is.

[and then, to Rin--] I thought you were off playing with the dog.

[exanimatus]

I'm sure the archetype goes back to the old idea that the lustful deserve to be punished. Which means half my family is fucked.

And no, it's not great. I have maybe two bars of cell reception.

[payback]

Wow, why are you even on your cell phone with this great lake and stuff? Get some sunlight! Get a sunburn! Get some skin tone! Don't be such a grouch!

[endthem]

Does that mean the killer is supposed to be some kind of means of doling out righteous punishment? How morbid.

[ugh Rin go away]

And why don't you go enjoy some of that sun and scenery instead of chatting on your journal?

[exanimatus]

Gross.

[...]

More to the sun than the righteous punishment. Hey, how long are you guys sticking around for, anyway?

1/2

[payback]

What? We're gonna be here all week.

[payback]

[Snottily:] And, Legato, for your information, I am outside. I have been for hours. I already picked six leeches off of me and I'm getting a sunburn. [Like... it's an achievement]

[endthem]

...

[this is going to be the worst vacation ever.]

You shouldn't be so near to the lake with your journal. It would be a shame if you dropped it in the water and ruined it.

[exanimatus]

...You shouldn't be so near a lake with leeches in it. It would be a shame if you died.

[payback]

Aww, I knew you cared.

[endthem]

[well, she hasn't disagreed about being near the lake, so... he's altering the course of where he's walking. Want to avoid the lake at all costs.

And now to try and find out where Zelman is. Hmm.]

...It is entirely too crowded here. I thought vacations were meant to be relaxing.

[exanimatus]

...On second thought, a corpse might get us out of here faster.

[and then, clearly to Legato:] No kidding. I think I might just sleep up here.

[payback]

Duhh, both of you, family reunions are notoriously un-relaxing. You should just try to find someplace to have fun! It's not that hard.

[Not that she can blame Zelman for wanting to sleep on the roof :|a]

[endthem]

[--ah, thanks cousin. he's on his way to find you, eyes glancing up at cabin roofs as he goes]

It isn't fun. It's homework.

[remembering all these people, names, socializing. ugh.]

[exanimatus]

You know what would be fun? An arcade. A movie theater. Hell, even a mall would be better than this.

[...he's laying down on the rooftop, so he'll probably see Legato first... and will take his hat off and toss it at him when he's within range.]

[payback]

I know the outside world is big and scary, but the sun won't melt your lily white face off, I promise.

[totes oblivious]

[endthem]

According to him, it might.

[but he's just kidding. Not that you can tell that from his voice. At all.

It's harder to toss a cloth hat upwards than downwards, so he'll just take it with him as he looks for how Zelman got up onto the roof.

Hey there, cousin.]

[exanimatus]

It might! You don't know. Maybe I have a condition.

[he sits up... points to Legato, points to the back of the cabin. there's a tree there. ...Legato's much taller than him, so he'll be able to climb it easy.]

[payback]

Yeah, your condition probably explains that gross disorder you call a personality!

`[OOOH BUUUURN giggle giggle]

[endthem]

[radio silence from this guy as he tucks his iJournal away and hauls himself up onto the roof]

[exanimatus]

I am going to throw you off a fucking roof.

[as soon as Legato gets up there, Zelman is rolling his eyes and making BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH puppet motions with his hand.]

[payback]

I'd like to see you try, shrimpy boy! I don't think all that listening to Dashboard Confessional actually gives you muscles! [LAUGH laugh isn't she a wit]