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Alright, sorry I didn’t get anything posted over the weekend. My mom had my entire family out taking care of yard and garden work for most of the weekend and I had to finish up some school, but I’m back now.

@ariella-newheart     Did you bring in your manipulative character? That could get a little strange, because part of Connor’s telepathic powers include being able to read minds, so he is literally going to see right through her. BTW, Connor is super inappropriate.

*No I’m not.

What do you mean Connor? you literally tried to set up a camera in the girls shower!

*Oh yeah. Forgot about that.

Forgot about it?! You are still black and blue from where Victoria pounded you. Alright, I’m not arguing with you about this anymore.

 

Sorry about that. Anyways, if he does anything that makes y’all uncomfortable, tell me and I will try and tone it back a little bit. Also, tell your characters they have complete permission from me and literally all of Connor’s friends to beat him up.

*No Victoria, I’m not going to suggest that they maim Connor.

 

K, onto Connor’s introduction.

 

                           

 

Connor O’Dan was in the middle of his most dangerous prank yet. If he got caught he was for sure going to lose some essential pieces this time. However, if he succeeded this would keep him laughing until the end of time.

Peeking out from behind the mammoth pine, he quickly scanned for any of his teammates.

“Coast’s clear! Operation: Blow the Crapper all to Heck is a go.” he whispered to himself.

“I got to come up with better code names for these pranks. Oh well!”

Rolling out from behind his cover, Connor dashed over to the latrine that Theseus had dug earlier that week.

Seriously, did nobody think this one through? Why did they put the latrine right next to the tents? Got to measure this out perfectly so I hit them with the maximum splatter. Man, I had my doubts about this camping trip bonding, but I’m definitely warming up to it. 

As Connor slipped behind the shed which had been erected to cover their camp toilets, he slipped his stick of dynamite out.

Alright, so if this blows it up at a 60 degree angle and they are 150 feet away, I need to send it about 150 feet up. That should take about 3/4 of this stick of dynamite if I have calculated the weight correctly. OK, lets do this thing.

Connor deftly cut the piece of dynamite he needed and attached the fuse to it, as he moved to light the fuse, an intense feeling of vertigo overcame him. After what felt like hours, his head finally stopped spinning.

What the actual heck? Did I get caught? Frick, I bet that Allie saw me and sent me into one of her pet freakizoid dimension thingies as a punishment. Dang I hope this doesn’t last long! I got to talk with her about her sense of decor in these places!

 

After a couple of seconds, Connor stood and moved to explore the room that he had suddenly been transported to. The first thing to draw his eye was a large, weathered looking, green door.

I bet that is the door to this pocket dimension. Oh well, no use trying that! Allie’s the only one that can get one of those things to work.

Suddenly, he felt a slight draft on the back of his neck and spun around. His bow materialized in his hands as he saw that one of the other doors in this place stood slightly ajar. Opening his mind, Connor probed outward, searching for the thoughts of other beings.

Kotoran! I don’t recognize those thoughts. Did she send me to a prison dimension by mistake? If they’re armed, I’m screwed. 

Nocking an arrow, Connor crept softly towards the door. Reaching it he heard a soft murmur of voices. Suddenly filled with a rage that he had been put in this position, Connor kicked the door open and spun into the opening, drawing and sighting as he moved.

 

                                   

Alright, there you go. Look forward to seeing what happens.

 

@ariella-newheart   @anne_the_noob14