THE END!!!

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[ It is back to camp now.

Was it ever mentioned that there was a small cliff overlooking the camp? Maybe you just didn't notice it over the LOUDNESS of a certain camp counselor.

And why bring this up? Said camp counselor is now standing atop that cliff, arms crossed over his manly chest (adorned with CAMP COUNSELOR T-shirt) and looking down over the entire group, assembled at the foot of said cliff. ]

ALL RIGHT, ISLAND CAMPERS!!!

I've watched all of you grow in STRENGTH during this weekend! There has been PAIN, there has been SUFFERING, but you've all managed to pull through!

You are all SURVIVORS!!! I would be proud to have any one of you within the Spartan army!

[ Do you all have MANLY TEARS in your eyes? Leonidas doesn't. He's too manly for manly tears. But if he weren't, he would have them. ]

Our time was short! But it was spent well! All I hope is that-

[ Unfortunately, Leonidas is being cut short. From out of nowhere, a charging rhinoceros takes the Spartan in the side, gouging its horn into him and pushing him to the edge. ]

RRRAAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHH!!!!!!

[ Leonidas digs his heels into the earth, letting out a primal roar of fury... but it's not enough. It's too late.

The charging rhino takes itself and the camp counselor off the edge of the cliff, mercifully away from the camp... no one will have to see this man's death.

And when people go to investigate? All that is left of him is a bloody CAMP COUNSELOR T-shirt... ]





[ Say a prayer for the fallen hero.

And while doing that, feel free to notice that all powers have returned in full force.

There's no magic ticket off of this island now and back to their usual home, but hopefully people will find a way. There are powers, there are still those rafts... be creative.

Because this fun is over. ]

Comments

[17-going-on-8.livejournal.com]

At least they were smart about that.

Though if we want to make progress.... [Points up at the cliff.] We need to get up there, I think.

[stalking_horse]

...How good are you at climbing? [He's eying the cliff face thoughtfully.]

[17-going-on-8.livejournal.com]

Extremely good.

[stalking_horse]

Good, that makes this part easier. [Because really, go back for climbing gear and give a chance to tamper with the scene?]

[He's going to ... stroll right over to the cliff face and start up it. Rock is far less alien than trees.]

[17-going-on-8.livejournal.com]

[Gonna follow.] Just keep in mind rocks might to loose and test the grip. [And up he goes.]

[...even in the dress, he manages it, but that dress is ruined for life.]

[stalking_horse]

[He's not having any issues at all.] I have been rock climbing before. [Really the more amazing thing is that he's managing it in those boots.]

[17-going-on-8.livejournal.com]

Real rock climbing?

[He never did find his shoes. At least it was Island provided footwear or he'd be really concerned.]

[stalking_horse]

Yes, real rock climbing.

[Wilderness survival may be low, but he isn't a complete shut-in.]

[17-going-on-8.livejournal.com]

Just checking. [More climbing action here.]

[stalking_horse]

[Really, could he be making time this well if he hadn't had prior experience with real rocks?]

[In all honesty, it probably doesn't take that long for them to hit treeline-level.]

[17-going-on-8.livejournal.com]

[Will stop at that point, studying the rock face. JUST IN CASE.]

[stalking_horse]

[Of course! If the rock face was used in any way, there would be traces. If it WASN'T, and there are no traces, then that still is useful information.]

[17-going-on-8.livejournal.com]

[That it is. So looking closely and checking texture and all of that.]

[stalking_horse]

[Yep. Marks from anchor points, faint lines from mechanisms, maybe some speck of blood/whatever that came off...]

[something...]


[anything...]


[anything...]


[Bueller?]

[...yeah, got nothing.]

[17-going-on-8.livejournal.com]

...looks like a pretty solid rock face.

[stalking_horse]

...Same. Whatever they did, I doubt it used the cliff.

[17-going-on-8.livejournal.com]

Yeah. At least not around here.... [Keeps climbing.]

[stalking_horse]

[...They're going to be at that probably until they start physically getting too tired to climb, aren't they.]

[17-going-on-8.livejournal.com]

[....probably.]

[But hey, you can put not the least bit scared of heights even while clinging to just rock to your list of facts.]

[stalking_horse]

[Skipping ahead to when they finally .. can't manage to cling to the rock any more and make their way back to the ground?]

[...it's noted, although less interesting than "almost finishing each other's sentences", if you want to comment on that level of things.]

[17-going-on-8.livejournal.com]

[Well, actually, Conan will head up. Because then it's time to investigate the top of the cliff!]

[And that too.]

[stalking_horse]

[..Right. Exhaust all possible opportunities for evidence. And probably end up with limbs like noodles from overexertion by the time they're either done, or have bodyfail.]

[So is there a point past which situational observation counts as enough to go "I know this" even without solid physical evidence? :P ]

[17-going-on-8.livejournal.com]

[Well, hopefully they could at least make it back to the cabins when they want to pass out. If not...well, not the worst place Conan's slept at.]

[Preeeeeetty much.]

[stalking_horse]

[And somewhere, after hitting the top of the cliff...]

[...And a nice moment of stopping to take advantage of the fact that there wasn't exactly anything trying to eat their heads or anyone needing chased to sprawl out on the ground for a minute and wait for full feeling to return in his fingers.]

So, nothing on the cliff. They didn't use it for any of their mechanisms, so whatever they did with what they moved, it didn't get moved underground via the cliff face.

[17-going-on-8.livejournal.com]

And there didn't seem to be anything at the bottom or where the shirt fell.

[Sitting on the ground, looking away from the edge and PONDERING things.]