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SUMMER CAMP RP
SUMMER CAMP RP PLEASE JOIN!!
Hey guys! Please join my summer camp RP, it's the first one I've ever made, I'm new on here, if you haven't noticed. 
So, nice to meet you and please join my RP! In it, everyone is going to an all-summer summer camp for the first time. Here's the form:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Backround:
Classes (Choose the ones you want to do) Rock climbing, Art, Music, Creative Writing,
Drama, Photography, Tubing, Biking, Swimming, Bird Watching, Animal Care,Campinkg, Hiking, Nature Hikes, Soccer, Softball, Basketball, Robotics, Canoeing
& Paddlebaording and Horseback Riding.
If you are a girl ages 9-12, you are in cabin Acadia. If you are a boy 9-12, you are in cabin Cassock. If you are a girl ages 13-16, you are in cabin Saddleback. If you are a boy ages 13-16, you are in cabin Casco.
submitted by Joss, age 12, ME
(December 23, 2014 - 10:08 am)
(December 23, 2014 - 10:08 am)
And rock climbing
(January 29, 2015 - 7:01 pm)
I run up to the building, smack into another girl. We both fall down. "I'm so sorry!" I exclaim. "I was late, so I just hurried to catch up..." The other girl smiles. "That's OK." She says. I sigh in relief. "My name is Azalea." She says. "I'm Nellie."
(January 30, 2015 - 7:43 am)
I got a little mixed. Up.. Let's see, ignore the post about Azalea, the yell and stuff...
Azalea
The girl who just bumped into me X the girl who just ran me over looked either my age, or just short. I backed away and gave her a small smile. " I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed in an out-of-breath voice.
" That's okay," I replied softly, "my name is Azalea."
" I'm Nellie."
Another girl runs toward us; she has a big back pack on. "Why were you running?"
Nellie pointed to the woods and gasped until she had caught her breath. " I was just late," she explained.
" Oh," she responded, " you're not too late. I'm Marion, by the way."
" I'm Nellie, and this is Azalea." Nellie pointed at me.
The door to the classroom swings open and a person whom I assume is the creative writing teacher steps out. " Everything all right?"
I nodded, and stood up, followed by Nellie and Marion. A couple of girls come around the back of the back of the building. One looks rather depressed, and I can't see the other's face.
(January 30, 2015 - 10:45 am)
Dalton
I walk around the main area, looking for someone to ask for guidance. Spotting a counselor in a camo shirt and ripped jean shorts, I walk over to him, adjusting my backpack.
" What's up man?" he asks as I get closer.
" I was just wondering where to go," I reply confidently.
"Today is creative writing, rock climbing, and art." He walks over to the nearest picnic table, and sits down on the bench.
" I just signed up for rock climbing, what do I do while I wait?"
Joss, what do we do while we wait?
(January 29, 2015 - 6:59 pm)
Whoops I put my name instead. Her name is Marian.
Marian- I am walking to my creative writing class and I see two girls up ahead of me. They are walking together and talking. One has white hair and is really pretty and the other has chocolate skin and dark hair. She seems sad. Then I see a girl come flying out of the woods, waving her arms. I run up to her and ask her what happend and why she was running. She gasps and and points to the woods behind her.
(January 29, 2015 - 9:22 pm)
Azalea
Two other girls appear from the corner of the building, and I slip inside before I could be pulled into a conversation. The creative writing teacher has curly blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She smiles at me from the head of the table. I take my seat. There are Only a few other kids in the class, and some of them look my age.
"We are waiting on a few more people before we-" She was cut of by a yell from outside, near the woods.
Dalton didn't signup for Creative writing, so he isn't doing anything right now.
(January 30, 2015 - 7:34 am)
Just ignore the post above. The real post was written as a reply to Joss, and is the second post on this page.
What do the people who have not signed up for the creative writing class do at this time? Any ideas?
(January 30, 2015 - 1:48 pm)
They could go to their cabins and be introduced to their counselors and cabin mates who aren't at creative writing?
(February 1, 2015 - 9:00 am)
Okay! Sounds cool! I wrote my story post as a reply to your post near the top. I'm just kind of waiting for one of the other characters (maybe some more boys?) to write a post.
(February 1, 2015 - 8:50 pm)
KK!:)
(February 3, 2015 - 5:19 pm)
TOP PLZ SOMEONE POST!
(February 6, 2015 - 10:50 am)
TOP_JOIN_POST_
(February 7, 2015 - 7:01 pm)
PLZ someone other than me and Joss post!
(February 17, 2015 - 8:30 pm)
Azalea
I didn't enjoy the creative writing class as much as I thought I would. We were all supposed to write a story about the same person; a girl named Helana who was aboard a ship for the Canary Islands. We each wrote from her Point Of View, and our teacher collected our stories to read aloud and show the difference between our styles of writing. After class, I volunteered to help our teacher move the tables that we used out of the way for the next class. When I went outside, I found that Nellie was waiting for me on the porch.
"What's our next class?" I asked her.
(March 9, 2015 - 8:48 am)
Dalton
While I waited for rock-climbing to start, I set up my stuff at cabin Casco. I met my head counselor, Jay. He wasn't one of the more fun people at camp, and he looked like he might be strict about keeping the cabin neat and clean. I was told that I would meet my Junior conselor at Rock-climbing.
Right now, I was the only person in the cabin. Jay was outside, and it sounded like he was talking to someone. Right now, there were no other boys in the cabin. I choose a lower bunk bed, and I sat on the edge, tossing a tennis-ball from hand to hand.
Joss, in an earlier post, I said that Creative Writing, Rock-climbing, and Art were the activities today. Is that OK with you?
(March 9, 2015 - 9:00 am)