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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 4:51 am
Your child had been accepted to the Spotlight Camp Program. Your wonderfully talented child now has the opportunity of a life time to spent two months with children their own age, who had just as unique abilities as yours does. Here at our camping program, your child will get to experience the great outdoors as well as excel in their abilities and talents in either the arts or sports. Due to increasing popularity, your child received one of the six spots the camp as opened for that section of the the camp, and feel honored in knowing they were chosen from hundreds of applicants.
Now accepted, your child's entire summer will be filled with fun filled days they will never forget as well as a little competition to keep everyone on their toes. There will three sections this year that will competition against each other in daily tasks to win the Spotlight Trophy at the end of summer. As well as the competition, they will bunk in cabins and eat from the fine cuisine in the Mess Hall. They will be served breakfast from 8am to 10am, lunch from 11am to 1pm, and Dinner from 5pm to 7pm. Snacks will be dispersed only during daylight hours or at rare occasions at a campfire-get-togethers. All food will be nutritional and health, except the dessert that will be served at dinner only. No Junk food will be served with any meal or at snack times, though each child will get one can of soda during the day to do with what they please. Children are not allow to bring any food or drinks with them to camp. If your child is a 'picky' eater or has any allergies please a list to camp, even if you noted it on the application. It is to insure your child's safety.
All children no matter what they are sectioned off to will receive daily exercise outside as well sun, so make sure all children come prepared with sunblock, bug-spray, and proper clothing. Our camp is located next to a lake which the children will be allow to play in and will have to do activities in, so all children must bring appropriate swimming attire. Beds including sheets and pillows, nightstands, and trunks for personal items will be provided for the children but if they wish to have anything else in their cabins they must bring it with them. No video game systems (hand-held included), Laptops, or any electronic devices besides cellphones will be allow. Your child should bring their charger along if they wish to have their cellphone. There is a land-line to call from in the Mess Hall, if they do not wish to.
All personal instruments, equipment, or items as such should be brought along as well. This includes sport equipment (baseballs, soccerballs, gloves, helmet, etc.), artist equipment ( pencils, drawing pads, etc.), and, as stated, instruments, not including microphones. Items that must be shared by people other than your child will be provided, but if they want their own, they must bring it.
The mailing address for the camp and other contact information have been provided in this envelope. We encourage the children to call home at least once a week, and you will be contacted in case of any medical emergency if your child must be take a near by hospital, but anything medical treatment administered by our camp nurse will not be told to you unless you send a note with your child saying so.
If you would like any more information on our camp, feel free to call the number any time before or while your child is attending camp here. Likewise if you feel the need to tell us anything about your child to help with day to day contact please send a note with them to camp. The bus will pick up all children for camp May, 30th at central park at 10am. The bus will be rolling at exactly 11am, so if you can not make this time please inform us immediately. Thank you, and we look forward to see your terrific children all summer long!
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 5:12 am
CAMP ASSIGNMENTS
Camp Counselors :: Xemnas, Saix, Bryan , and the nurse :: Sapphire
Performing Arts
(Dance, Music, Drama)
๑ Demyx : String Instruments and Drama
๑ Marluxia : Drama and Dance
๑ Sora : Drama and Singing
๑ Axel : Drama and Fire Dancing :3
๑ Alek Raphael : Woodwind instruments and Singing
๑ Arson : Pyrotechnics
Arts
(painting, sculpting, drawing, etc.)
♥ Zexion : Any
♥ Vexen : Ice Sculpting
♥ Lexaeus : Clay and Metal Sculpting
♥ Indigo : Photography
♥ Timmie : Glass Sculpting
♥ Ren : Jewelery Making
Sports
(Self-explanatory)
× Roxas : Anything with a round ball ~wink, wink~
× Xaldin : Archery
× Riku : Fencing
× Juan 'Nana' Spider : Track and Cross-country
× Blake : Any Contact Sport
× Lenny : Rock Climbing, High Jump and Swimming
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 7:11 am
 Please call me Ren...XX♡XX Have you seen my ghost friend?XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
A red-haired, pale boy with enticing eyes sat on a bench seeming to talk to himself and hold an invisible hand. "I don't know, Roku...do you really think I'm gonna be able to make friends there?" he asked softly to the ghost of a male beside him. Roku just smiled at him. "I think you can make friends anywhere. You just have to find the right people. You'll be fine, RenRen. I'll be here with you." Ren smiled softly over at his ghost of a best friend. "Thank you, Roku," he whispered to him, looking over at his pile of bags beside him. He was apparently the first one at Central Park. He had been sitting there for about half an hour now just to make sure he wasn't late for the bus, and no one had shown up since he got there. He was getting kind of nervous...
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 8:04 am
 As 10am started to come around, a little blue sports car came around the block and a drop dead goreous brunette model stood up out of it. "Alek, come on," Her heavily accented voice commanded the child out of the car on the passenger side. He had semi-short dark brunette hair that somewhat hang down into his face on one side. He had a beautiful face just like the woman except his face had the lip piercing on it. The Brunette was in a dark navy cloth hoodie with the hood up, and black cargo shots that tied off at the knee. He looked thin, even in the hoodie judging by his arms and legs. His shoes were simple black converses, but they seem to fit the outfit well. "Maman, pourquoi est-ce que vous me forcer à aller dans ce camp? Mom, why is it that you force me to go to this camp?" The boy started obviously speaking a foreign language as he moved towards her and the back of the car. He was speaking loud enough for observers around them to over hear the conversation. "Because we live in America now sweetie, and you need to learn English better, Don't worry baby, I contacted the camp, One of the counselors can speak French just in case, but you need to try and speak English the entire time you are there, Understood?" The woman said to the boy before the boy frowned slightly. A frown seem to outset his beautiful face, it didn't make it look ugly, just not as good. "Yes mama." He said back but there a brief pause as the boy tried to remember how to say 'yes'. After two suitcases were unloaded from the trunk, the boy was handed two instrument cases. Both were small cases, but one was square shaped and the other was a long rectangle case. "Have tons of fun my little ange, angel" She told him as he loaded everything onto the sidewalk and out of the street. "Okay.." He said softly with that frown still on his face. "Bye sweetie, remember to call tonight," She said before walking over and kissing him. Then like the breeze on the warming day, she was gone leaving the poor foreign boy behind. There was a pause from the boy before he walked over to the bench the red head was sitting down at. He sat down as well on the side the hand wasn't spread slightly out to letting a deep breath go now. "Maudit que femme, Damn that woman," He cussed not wanting to learn to speak English fluently. He didn't want to live here.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 5:37 pm
Please call me Ren...XX♡XX Have you seen my ghost friend?XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Ren looked up at the unexpected foreign voice. He descreetly watched the boy walk towards him with his things and sit down, thankfully, on the other side of the bench. He noted that Roku scooted closer to him just in case. Ren and the other boy sat there quietly for a few moments before Ren blushed and began speaking, squeezing Roku's hand. "U-Uhm... I'm Ren... Are you going to the camp? Wait o-of course you are, you have your instruments... U-Uhm...what do you play? Oh, w-wait, I don't even know your name... Uh, I mean, you don't have to tell me or anything, I just...um... I don't even know if you can understand me... I probably sound like an idiot..." He smiled weakly at him before looking out at the park to distract himself, body trembling from how nervous he was. He held Roku's hand a little looser and sighed softly, shakily.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 8:41 pm
The almost clear green eyes turned towards the other boy now listening to him trying to translate what he was saying in his head. After a moment, Alek decided his mother was right... maybe... "umm yes, Alek, my name is Alek," Alek said softly not sure of what to make of that 'idiot' word. He didn't know what it meant. "if you don't mind.. what does idiot mean?" The other said now starting to sound a bit nervous. He felt like a fish out of water trying to speak English and there was always a word he didn't know or had to keep learning. Why did they ever have to leave freaking France. He hated it here. As for the rest of the of Ren's questions, he decided not to answer them seeing as he didn't know how to pronounce his instruments in English.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 8:52 pm
Please call me Ren...XX♡XX Have you seen my ghost friend?XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Ren's head perked up at Alek's question. "O-Oh... Um... Idiot means...stupid? Dumb... Uh..," he looked up as if into his brain, trying to search for the right word. He got nothing. "Um...I'm sorry... I...don't explain things well..," he told him softly, looking up into his eyes shyly and embarassingly. "Keep talking to him... Make a friend... Maybe he'll be your first friend at camp." Roku squeezed Ren's hand in encouragement, smiling over at him. Ren swallowed his shyness and spoke up again. "U-Uhm...what...type of instruments do you play? Or...or can I see them..? Um...I feel so awkward right now..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 9:12 pm
Alek just seemed to get more confused by the other two words. He didn't know what either of those meant either. "It's okay... I can only explain things in French," He said softly to the other. When the other boy asked him about his instruments again he sighed getting the cases. "I don't know their names.."He whispered softly. He felt stupid because he didn't even know who to say the name of his beloved instruments. "Mon Clarinette et mon flûte, My Clarinet and My Flute" He whispered softly not knowing if the French word was close or not as he opened both the case in his lap. He was glad they weren't big instruments. He was kind of a weakling to tell the truth.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 9:24 pm
Please call me Ren...XX♡XX Have you seen my ghost friend?XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Ren smiled a little at the instruments. They looked so well-taken care of. "Oh, that's how it's said in English, too, more or less. Clarinet and flute. It...looks like you really love them. They're in awesome condition. I'm guessing you're going to be in the performing arts sector, right? For music?" He smiled at the other, head tilted to the side a little in question. "Oh, um...just tell me if you don't understand something... I'll try to explain it to you the best I can..." He blushed slightly in embarassment of openly saying one of his flaws. "Oh! I have an idea!" he said happily, pulling out his iPod. He opened an App and typed in the word idiot. He pressed translate and made a face as it didn't translate. Then he tried "dumb," happily getting results. He held up the iPod so Alek could see. Muet. Dumb. "That's how dumb's said in French...I hope... I don't know how well this works. It's mu..muayt...m... Um... You can read it..." He blushed more.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 9:37 pm
 There was the sound of a car streaking across pavement before a black Ferrari with red flames detailed on it stopped a little ways down the street. Then two red head stood out of the car. They looked ridiculously similar in many ways. One had their wild spikes of red hair pulled back into a loose ponytail rather than the other who seemed to just let their run ramped. As soon as they both moved to the trunk you could see more differences. The one not wearing the pony tail had upside down tear shaped tattoos and looked younger compared to the other one, who had marks that hooked around his face. Both were tall and slim though and seemed to carry a congruent cocky smirk on his face. They were talking about something that seem to be pretty funny because both of them were laughing as they unpacked black suit cases from the car as well as a black case that had silver trim and lock. It looked like it could hold an amp the way it was shaped, but not quite.
"Thanks bro, and thanks for buying me the smokes even though mom cut me off," The younger red head said happily as they walked up towards the other two on the bench assume that was were the camp kids were grouping up together. "No problem, just keep them hidden, I don't want you getting kicked out of that expensive a** camp you are going to because I let you bring a pack of cigarettes." The older one replied giving him a fist bump as they finally stopped a five foot distance from the others now. "Me, get caught, you have got to be kidding me, I am the original BAMF," Axel said back, the smirk only growing on his face now. The old one laughed again. "Okay, well see you around, Axel, don't have sex or do drugs, or s**t like that at your nice little prep camp," He laughed back making Axel stick his tongue out at Reno. "You are just jealous because I have talent, b***h," He said playfully before the other red head just laughed and departed in the Ferrari going WAY to fast obviously.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 9:46 pm
 ✗XArson"What the ********, Mom?! You didn't have to ******** kick me!" screamed a blond teen at a beat-up black car that was driving away quickly. The fiery-eyed teen glared down at his stuff before picking it up and trudging over to a bench in the area of where the other two were. He plopped down and almost pouted. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it, breathing in the smoke as he watched the end burn. The cigarette wasn't the addicting part to him. It was the lit end that got him hooked. He stared down at it for a while, eyes probably going crossed, by he didn't care. As long as he had that lit end in his sights, he was good. He was snapped out of his daze, though, when he heard the screeching of tires against pavement. His eye twitched a little as he looked up at the nitwit who figured he could get away with being a ******** dumbass. The moment he spotted him, though, his heart stopped. That red hair...so much like the fire he loved... He mechanicaly stood and set straight for the beautiful locks of red. Once he reached him, he ran his fingers absently through the hair before rubbing his face against it, humming in content. ☠
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 9:58 pm
Alek smiled nodding. "I do love them. They are my entire life. I have been playing them since... since I was little." He said softly forgetting how so say baby in English. "Thank you that is really nice of you," Alek commented before seeing the boy pull out his Ipod. At least he knew what that was; they were worldwide. "Oh, Muet, dumb, You aren't dumb. You thought to do.. umm this-," Alek said before his timid voice was muted by the steaking of the car wheels. He winced putting his hands over his ears for a moment. "Les Américains, pourquoi ne font-ils toujours à faire tellement de bruit avec tout ce qu'ils font! Americans, why do they always have to make so much noise with everything they do." He mumbled loudly closing both cases and retreating a little because of the now extremely loud boys joining them, but the other two redheads didn't seem to notice.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 10:10 pm
Axel eyes had been gazing around the children's park, when a pair of hands seemed to touch his hair. "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa," He said loudly turning to see his molester and stepping away. "Hey blondie, as much as I love being petted how about you keep your hands off my hair until we know each other a little better," Axel said still sounding pretty loud. He wasn't exactly a quiet person after all. Of course though, Axel caught a glimpse of the cigarette hanging from the other teen's lips and couldn't resist. "But you know, how about letting me share that cigarette with you and we'll call it even hows that?" He said smirking as he reached up and easily took the death stick flipping it around with his fingers and taking a deep inhale of the toxic air. Axel, unlike the other kid, was very addicted to the cancer stick, and even though his mom wanted him to quit, he couldn't help but to still smoke every one he could get his hands on.
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Posted: Fri Jul 01, 2011 7:56 am
Please call me Ren...XX♡XX Have you seen my ghost friend?XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Ren kind of stared at him when Alek said a full sentence of French. It was so pretty... "U-Uhm... Your language is so beautiful..," he said timidly, blushing again. "One of the things I regret about high school is not taking French before the teacher retired... It would probably help both of us out right now if I had..," he said thoughtfully with a weak smile. "I knew I should have gone with my gut and taken it when I was in tenth grade..." He sighed softly.
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