Game Seven

[Tweek]

A small group crowds around a roaring campfire. It's a chilly October night in the Maryland woods. It had taken most of the day to hike to this spot and everyone is weary. The smell of burnt marshmallows and vienna sausages wafts through the air.

[Marco]

"Mhmmm...My vienna sausage frizzles like the witches in former times"

Marco, a 20 year old student, leans against a log and watches his sausage trying to escape from the flames.

"I think my sausage has roasted enough"

Marco takes his sausage and eats it. He gets up and lingers to a backpack lying on the floor of a 3 men tent. He opens the zip and pulls out a bottle of whiskey.

"Ahhhh. That is what I need now."

He opens the bottle and takes a great swallow.

"Oh yeah. And all my troubles fade away..."

[Bad Cat Girl]

A troop of cheerleaders and two guys were trooping up the hill in total darkness.
"Why don't we make camp?" asked one with bleached hair. "We can't see a thing! we'll never get out of here at this rate!"
Another, with black hair and red highlights chimed in. "And why didn't we stay with the bus, or at least on the road? If we had folowed that, we'd be back at Burkittsville by now!!"
"Because this is a shortcut!" said Danny, who had been driving when the bus broke down. It had just stopped running, and coasted to a stop.
"If it were a shortcut, we wouldn't be hiking through the woods in the middle of the night!" complained a brunette with running mascara.
"Hey Mike!" said another blonde with a perky ponytail, "how about sharing some of that gum?"
"It's Grapermelon... so no."

[Marco]

"Does anyone want to take a sip?Tweek?"

Marco takes another gulp.

[Heather, taking a piss.]

"You shouldn't be drinnking that stuff little Marco", an old lady stands up and takes Marco's alcohol, "You should be trying an apple instead".

That woman was those kid's granny: a 70 year old woman with the vitality of a 20 y/o one. She had always been an adventurous woman, and she had a lot of secrets kept of that town... She was taking care of the youngsters, she knew something was wrong with those woods.

"These woods.... i'm feeling something....... oh!..... MY BACK! It's so cold!".

[Bad Cat Girl]

the troop of cheerleaders stumbled (literally) into the campsite.
"People!" praised on red-head. "Praise the Lord!!"

[Marco]

"Oh, come on granny. I am 20 years old. Give me back my whiseky"

Marco sits at the fire as suddenly someone appears behind him.

"Huuuu....Boy, you startled me. Who are you?"

[Bad Cat Girl]

"We're the Tipsy High Cheerleading Squad, headed for Regionals in Arkansas" stated a busty red-head.
A couple of blondes shook their pompoms behind her.
"We're lost." said Mike, chewing on his Grapermelon Juicy Fruit.

(Hee.. Tipsy High... If that sounds wrong, it's because it is.)

[Marco]

"Tipsy, hu? OK. Um...Arkansas? Do you notice that we are in Maryland?"

[Bad Cat Girl]

"Yes." said the 18 girls inunison, Glaring at Mike and Danny.
"And being that we're from Tennessee, you can see why we're, well, pissed." said the red-head.

[Heather, taking a piss.]

"Oh, back in my days we didn't need all those tiny skirts and exagerated breasts to cheer people, we just had to cheer and sing tunes. We didn't have to show that much skin.... sinners!".

Granny takes Marco's whisky.

"Gimme some of that little Marco, I need, I need.... where's my medicine?".

[Marco]

No no, granny. You shouldn't drink that:)

[Bad Cat Girl]

"Pssh, lady, in your day, girls had to break their own ribs to turn the men on. WE get all we need naturally." said a moody girl with black hair falling into her face.

[Heather, taking a piss.]

"Sinner! Anyway, we should be sleeping soon, it's 2:00 A.M. and we have to return to the town in some hours so, each one in their tent, and you girls, stay away from the boys! I'll be keeping an eye on you. Don't even dare to pull them into your panties! Let's go boys, to your tents!".

Owls can be heard in the darkness of the woods. Moonlight bathes the camping area.

[Marco]

Marco suddenly gets woken up by an eerie noise. Something seems to be wandering outside of the tent. Maybe 50 yards from the tent.

Marco opens his tent: "Hello!!!"

...

[Heather, taking a piss.]

"Oh! Darling, you should be more careful, you made me pee in my pijamas! Cruel boy".

Granny was wearing hair tubes and now was wet.

"I just wanted to get an innocent and fresh glass of water. I tend to get thirsty while i sleep, i'm old y'know, my mouth gets dry. Sorry i scared you, go to bed. No Blair Witch out here, just Granny".

Granny laughed. The wind blew thorugh the trees, echoes murmured though them.

"... And don't even dare to get close to those sinners' tents, i'll be watching youuuuu."

Granny was creepy.

[Bad Cat Girl]

One of the girls groaned and hear "granny".
"gods, that one's spooky." the girl said, rolling over. The cheerleaders had notent, so they had to all pile in next to one another, looking like a chld had poured their barbies in a pile and left them there. Danny and Mike had tried to join in, only to be kicked out, and were now huddled in their jackets, sleeping fitfully.

[Marco]

Marco, after that shock and even a bigger shock when old granny appeared out of the darkness , had problems to fall asleep again.

[Marco]

Marco just lies there, on the ground of his tent, wrapped up in his sleeping back and waiting for the sleep to come. He hears foosteps again.

"Gosh!Don't wanna have her bleb."

Unable to fall asleep Marco waits till granny finished peeing. But the footsteps stay. Suddenly he hears a second footstep directly on the other side, from where the first footsteps are coming.

"Man. What's going on here. Pride-Pissing?"

Marco finally fell asleep, but the footsteps had still been there...

[Heather, taking a piss.]

(Pride-Peeing LOL i loved that).

"Stupid young kids" granny awakes all of the sudden. "Who in the world wants to pee at 3 in the morning?... I'm cold....." Granny falls asleep while thinking.

The footsteps now where all around the camping area.

[Marco]

Marco wakes up again with anger.

"I'll never go on a camping trip with that old women again"

Marco opens the tent again and crawls outside.

"Hello???Please, can't you just wait till dawn. I need my sleep."

Marco turns round again and sees the bottle of whiskey, leaning against a log.

"Oh. You wouldn't disturb me, wouldn't ya?"

Marco tumbles drowsy to his bottle, opens it and replaces it, where it lay before.

"Ahh. Now I can sleep again"

Marco enters the tent and begins to sleep again

[Bad Cat Girl]

((This thread has been nominated for most interesting rp of 2005))

[Tweek]

Tweek climbs out of his tent and stands there yawning and stretching his arms wide. He accidentally smacks Granny (who is standing behind him) on the head when he flings his arms back, and she takes a tumble into the next tent. Marco's tent.

"Careful there, old timer. We can't have you staggering around breaking stuff. Sit down somewhere..."

[Marco]

"Ahhh. Who's sitting on my head. eee, granny."

Marco gets out of his tent and looks on his watch. 4am.

"4am. Sun should be rising soon."

[Tweek]

"Marco... got any of that hooch left?"