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TDM 011

【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

We are thrilled to announce that the Golden Peacock will be embracing autumn with a special outing. Current and new guests are invited to join us for a refreshing outdoor experience where participants can unplug, unwind, and connect with nature. During this time, all Watches will be disabled to the most basic functions (texting, calls, checking chip account) in order to encourage guests to disconnect.

Please look forward to two weeks of finding yourself amongst the trees. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a fan-CAMP-stic time. 】

CAMPING

GETTING OFF THE GRID

As the resort moves into what it claims is autumn, the days grow shorter. The projected sun in the Vale sets in the afternoon, after which a faint chill falls. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – a portion of the Vale has transformed into a campground complete with a scenic lake, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with flannel jackets and suspenders. Folksy banjo fills the air without any discernible source.

A section of the campgrounds have been reserved for tents. These tents vary in size, shape, and supplies. All tents, regardless of quality, are supplied with sex toys and lube. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — pretending to live in the wilderness and 'rough it' for a while is thrilling. This is what the peasants feel like all the time!

NOT ALL TENTS ARE EQUAL ► High-rank guests are allocated spacious and luxurious tents. These elaborate mini-homes come with TVs, beds, heaters, and plenty of supplies. Provided camping gear is high quality, ranging from state of the art flashlights to designer backpacks. It can't quite be considered roughing it in these tents, but glamping is camping too!

► Mid-rank guests are allocated moderate tents that comfortably fit up to three guests. These tents come with cots or sleeping bags, as well as standard camping gear to make their time living off the land fairly comfortable. While these tents lack the bells and whistles of the high-rank accommodations, they are more than enough for a comfortable but realistic camping experience.

► Low-rank guests are allocated the shabbiest tents. These sagging accommodations can shield one guest comfortably, but that doesn't stop staff from pairing low-ranking guests together in order to save space. Their 'sleeping bags' are a single blanket and hay bale pillow. There are no other included amenities aside from sex toys and a single lantern.

► Last but certainly not least: our Wildcards! All Wildcards have been randomly assigned. Whether they end up in a glamping tent or sleeping beneath a propped up sheet is left to chance. Wildcards also may find themselves waking up beside a current guest or another new arrival.

► Guests that "go camping" will discover that the door connecting the Vale to the rest of the resort has mysteriously vanished. Uh oh! Looks like there's no going back to the comfortable life anytime soon. Don't worry, the door will return when it's time to pack up and head home.

LET'S GET CRAFTY ► New characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are flannel gingham to embrace camping and autumn aesthetic. Some of these robes are much shorter than others; watch out that the lake breeze doesn’t reveal more than you wanted.

► Unlike the standard, there are no racks of clothes waiting for new arrivals outside of their tents. You're roughing it out in the woods, remember? Instead of clothing, Wildcards will find an assortment of raw materials to make clothes.

Fabric rolls, hemp, buckets of leaves, leather, and other assorted goods are waiting to be cobbled into something new. The staff have been kind enough to leave some small hunting knives and wooden needles to make crafting a bit easier. Of course, they won't stop anyone that wants to embrace the wild side and strut around naked.

HOME ON THE RANGE

Welcome to the Peacock Campgrounds! Nicknamed the Stomping Grounds by long-standing guests. Rustic and right off a sparkling lake, guests will find everything they need to live in the wilderness. Staff have expertly set up fire pits, benches, hammocks, and a wooden shed to act as a tool depository. There's even an outhouse, which is a real novelty to many of the long-standing guests. Do they just... squat over that hole and do their business? How wild!

Unlike previous resort-sponsored excursions, guests are expected to manage without the help of staff. That pile of wood won't be replenished once used; guests will have to go chop down trees and split their own. Food won't magically appear in their tents regardless of rank. Camping is all about living off the land. Though staff make themselves scarce to make the experience feel real, they lurk in the shadows, discreetly providing necessary tools and fixing broken equipment so guests won't struggle too much. It isn't fun if it's real hardship, after all!

DOES ANYONE KNOW HOW TO COOK? ► On the first camp morning, guests will find barrels of ingredients and cooking utensils left beside the central fire pit. These barrels are stocked with fruits and vegetables that won't spoil quickly, many of which are seasonal to autumn. They have also been left a few protein options like eggs, jerky, and canned ham. These ingredients are communal and limited. Once they run out, guests will have to hunt and gather in the Vale to collect more.

► Guests must prepare their own meals while camping. Not even the high-ranks are given any special treatment on this! While oil and firestarter are included in the initial supply, these too are limited and won't be replenished after use.

► Staff would never let their precious guests go without a sweet treat. A generous supply of hot cocoa and all the fixings for s'mores has been left behind as well. While none of the other food will be replenished, the hot cocoa and s'mores goodies seemingly never run out. A night around a campfire without roasting marshmallows or sipping cocoa would be too cruel to subject guests to.

SUPPLIES RUNNING LOW ► Guests will have to hunt and gather once ingredients dwindle if they want to eat. The wooden shed is home to a selection of tools that can be used to hunt: bows and arrows, hatchets, axes, fishing poles and line, etc. All tools are rudimentary and can break if not taken care of.

► The Vale is lush with wild fruits and vegetables. However, much like in reality, not all vegetation in the Vale is safe to eat. While some berries and mushrooms are consumable, others are toxic or psychedelics. One must also not forget that they're in the Golden Peacock: some unusual plants that grow in the vale may trigger arousal. Watch out that you don't eat something funky by accident!

► Before 'leaving', staff will explain that guests can fish or hunt small game running throughout the Vale. One particularly enthusiastic staff member will suggest guests track down the snoggleboffs, as they're extremely delicious after roasting on an open fire.

ACTIVITIES

TWO WEEKS OF ROUGHING IT

Camping can't be all about survival. Where's the fun in that? Before 'leaving', the staff arrange activities and events for guests to enjoy. A wooden bulletin board outlines times for group hikes, camping experiences, and wilderness delights. Adirondack chairs line the edge of the lake and a few tire swings hang over the water, tied to strong tree branches. For the first week and a half the weather is pleasant and sunny. Perfect for camping.

At night, acoustic guitars and other wooden instruments come out so that guests can make music around the bonfire. Projected stars dapple the night sky, forming various constellations sourced from guest worlds. The moon enters a different phase each night, shining a gentle silver across the campgrounds. Why not pull your sweetheart in and cuddle beneath the night sky? It's so romantic.

IN CAMP ► Guests that don't want a cold shower should make their way over to the shower stalls quickly. These outdoor showers hold very little hot water and run cold after about five minutes. First-come first-serve!

► A wood-chopping competition begins around lunchtime. There are two goals: to split as much wood as possible and looking sexy while doing it. Guests that chop wood unsexily immediately fail! Alternatively, sexiness with a pathetic number of chunks is more acceptable, but still a loss. Those that achieve both goals will instantly win a large payout. Failing to sexily cut wood won’t have any penalties associated with it, and you can always try again tomorrow!

► Bear hunting is a popular activity that even the spoiled long-standing guests are getting in on! No, not hunting real bears. That would be insane. Peacock's version of bear hunting involves hunting down bear-like guests and capturing them! Any guest that fits the criteria of big, thick, and strong may potentially be assigned the role of bear. Hunters who manage to tie up, handcuff, net, or otherwise 'capture' a 'bear' will instantly receive a large payout.

THE LAKE ► This sparkling lake is rich with fish. Enjoy sitting back on the long pier with a fishing rod or take one of the wooden boats out for a row around the lake. It's also safe to swim in, for guests that would like to take a dip and rinse off the sweat of camp living! Don't mind the random swim trunks or drink umbrellas that pop up now and then. This water is definitely fresh and not recycled from the summer beach extravaganza.

► Guests that do decide to take a dip may encounter a familiar friend. Fernando the tentacle monster is camping too! This randy tentacle monster is as horny as ever, eager to embrace guests and stick slippery tentacles into any reachable orifice.

► Once the sun goes down, many of the long-standing guests strip off their shoddily crafted clothes and sprint into the water for skinny dipping by moonlight! What's a camping excursion without a lake-side orgy? The best way to drown out those erotic moans from the lake is to head to the central fire pit and join in on some campfire songs.

OUTSIDE CAMP ► Those that head out of camp for a hike or hunt can enjoy any of the Vale's usual wonders. With autumn, shiny apples dangle from the trees and pumpkins pepper beneath their protruding roots. Along with autumnal fruits and vegetables, canned beef and ham have been mysteriously left in pockets close to the campgrounds. A little act of kindness from the staff; not everyone is cut out to hunt their own game!

► For those interested in hunting down some fresh game, walking around the forest in the morning may come with a stroke of luck. Strange little creatures the size of an adult's fist are active during this time. These hairy beasts come in brown and white, and screech, "Scrun scrun screeee!" when agitated.

Yes, these are the alleged snoggleboffs! Don't feel bad about hunting them, they're an invasive species that are unfriendly and eager to steal from unsuspecting guests. Their main strength is their speed, but once caught, they don't put up much of a fight.

► Guests that explore deep into the Vale may find a dark cave mouth that leads downward into a damp chamber. The ceiling glitters with stalactites and, along the wall, they'll find a horizontal crease with what seems to be... hair? If touched, this crease will creak open, revealing a large eye that darts back and forth before focusing on whoever woke it. Black pupils and iris bleed into one endless abyss.

Those that gaze directly into the eye will freeze. Their mind will remain active while their body locks in place, not unlike sleep paralysis. This trance will break once the eye blinks, which it will do after some time... but it can also be forced into blinking by force if there's someone who hasn't made eye-contact around to help. Frozen guests will be overwhelmed with the fear of abandonment for the duration of their paralysis. This fear will fade after the connection is broken, as if it wasn't their fear at all.

Like a regular eye, dirt or debris can force a blink. If this route is taken, the eye will go bloodshot and shut, refusing to open again. Any guest that inflicts damage to the eye may find that their suite, upon return, has been trashed. As if someone or something threw a big tantrum in there while they were gone. Wonder why that happened...?

HOWLING

CALL OF THE WILD

Temperatures drop drastically at night as the camping excursion nears its end. Nights become so chilly that morning dew frosts over, crunching beneath guest feet. Every day the light and its warmth set a little bit earlier. Staff remain elusive and do not provide warmer blankets or clothes for guests, leaving them to cuddle for warmth or find other ways to sleep comfortably during nightly cold snaps.

The moon hits its apex on the final night of camping. Unlike the other nights, this full moon shines blood red. The Vale stills under this ominous sign, silent. Snowflakes begins to fall, spreading an endless clean sheet across the campgrounds. That reflected pink hue is inescapable.

THE WEATHER TURNS ► Along with chilly nights, the last few days of camping feature inclement weather conditions. Clouds overtake the sun and rain falls, alternating between light mist and heavy downpour.

► Winds pick up, with speeds threatening to whip away the less stable tents. Guests that don't hunker down and add additional support to their tents may end up chasing them into the storm. Other loose items around the campgrounds may end up blown away as well.

BLOOD MOON ► Wild instinct rises with the blood moon. As crimson moonlight beckons, some guests may begin to feel ... strange. As if they need to claw their true selves free. Those that answer the call to bathe in the light of the blood moon will undergo a transformation.

► Basking in the light of the blood moon triggers a were-transformation. While the standard were that the blood moon inspires is the classic werewolf, guests may transform into any kind of were. Along with hybrid transformation, the blood moon stirs mating and sex impulses in these new weres. Remaining humans are at risk of being eaten... in the sexy way.

► Transformation into a were is not mandatory. Other guests may step into the blood moon's light and not experience any kind of transformation or impulse. These guests are now actors in a sexy horror scene, given the task of surviving the night surrounded by monsters! At least they're sexy monsters? Giving in and fucking on the wild side may be more fun.

PACKING UP ► After the crazy weather and horny werewolves, the staff judge that it's high time to wrap this excursion up. Guests will once again openly see these diligent workers the morning after the blood moon. They come flooding into the site with clothing, snacks, and other comforts while praising everyone for surviving for so long without the resort's usual luxuries.

► A first aid tent and cleaning station are swiftly erected. All guests that volunteer to treat injuries sustained over the course of the camping experience or help clean up the site will be compensated with a large payout.

► Every guest that participated in the camping event, regardless of whether they help wrap things up, will be issued a spa voucher. Go relax, you've earned some pampering after all of that hard living!

OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: altered states; eyes (descriptions only, incl. eye injury); exhibitionism; hunting (incl. hunting fantasy creatures); orgies; public sex; survival; temperature play; tentacles; transformation; violence

▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. Suits will not manifest until characters are accepted into the game.

▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's September event. Camping will ICly begin September 15th and end October 3rd.

▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.

▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention! If you would be interested in a game invitation, you can note that in your comment header.

▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!

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[Expecting someone with a giant ass wolf to help hunt should suggest the guys stand back and sic the dog on their prey. He immediately knocked the idea down. If he has to hunt, he's not gonna drop the action off on someone else's badass fluff pet! When's the next time he's gonna get to fire a fucking bow and arrow in this stupid place? Megumi can send the mutt out for other prey once they've got this one in the proverbial bag.

Leaves fly around his feet and ankles as he skates down the hillside and bounces over a boulder on one hand. Trees flash past his face, dodging through the woods in a rush after his quarry. Which suddenly snaps to the side in a furry t-bone and goes still. He skids to a stop beside a solid trunk, listening to a wet snap coup de grace.]

Is this gonna be enough for feed that beast?

[If not, they have another issue.]

[Megumi hasn't been hunting himself, just helping out, which is a miracle in itself. But- man's gotta eat, and he's hoping that whoever is actively hunting- bow, arrows, hunting knives- knows a thing or two about preparing things they caught. Because Megumi doesn't. He can make simple meals and microwave stuff, but they are in the middle of the damn forest, and he's not a happy camper.

The Divine dog circles around Megumi, inspecting Bakugo for a moment, and then melds with Megumi's shadow when he makes a motion with his hand.]

It's fine. He doesn't need to eat.

[From a few protective circles to... An ashen brow arches into his choppy bangs, eye below narrowing slightly in interest and guard as the dog vanishes into the other man's shadow. A hand motion accompanies it. Necessity? He doubts he needs one to dismiss it. Hmph, not a problem for now. Bakugo approaches the deer and checks the arrow strike and the wolf's bite marks. Right on the neck, breaking it and stopping its breathing. He didn't have much to live for anyways with the arrow in its torso.

He reaches for the deer's legs and with a grunt, heaves the entire thing over his shoulder. A young buck. He's carried heavy shit before, but this is pushing his own limit. Better than dragging it through the forest though.]

Then you supply his energy?

[No, he doesn't need it because he's beyond skillful to summon the wolf and dismiss it, but it's become a habit. And right now, it's a familiar thing he can do, and it's sort of comforting, in this unknown place.

The deer would've bled out eventually, but this was a mercy kill, as well as stopping it in its tracks, so they wouldn't have to go after it deeper in the forest.]

Sort of, [he shrugs. Cursed energy levels depend on how much he uses them, and he's not sure if the food is involved with that. Probably? It's sustenance.]

It is a shikigami. [Said as if the guy is supposed to know what that is.]

[He knows all about comforting in a strange place. Won't say anything, since he knows next to nothing about this person. Bakugo aimed for its heart to avoid having it suffer. He didn't have a clear shot to hit it through the head. Thankfully the wolf prevented it from running further into the woods, leaving them on the verge of forest edge. Makes for an easier haul.]

One of those spirits onmyoji use? [Damn, he hasn't heard fantasy shit like that for a long time. Stay in the resort for this length of time and you'll come across all kinds. Bakugo shrugs his shoulder, knocking the deer closer to his head.] Where are you staying, Uni Hair?

[It's going to be a good source of food for either large group of people, or for small group of people lasting several days. If... one knows how to deal with it.]

No, stronger. It is a cursed technique, using cursed energy. [And he can summon ten different ones in different quantities. Well... tenth doesn't really count, it's literally a suicide if he does it, but even if he tried, this place doesn't let him do it. The shikigami he has on him are the rabbits, the frogs, Nue, and his Divinity Dog.

Uni hair!? Bakugo gets a grumpy stare, but he still walks with him-] I woke up in some very bad tent back at the gathering place.

[With all the other fancy tents. He wouldn't be surprised if it fell apart while he was gone.]

[He isn't planning on having a fucking community potluck. This isn't some hunting for the masses. Bakugo's not that nice. (He's not nice period. Mostly.) Those bastards didn't help him and Megumi hunt this bastard down. They can get their own fare.]

Cursed technique? [What the hell kind of label is that? Going around slinging curses.] What are you, some kinda warlock? [Bakugo's met a bunch of different people in this place, some with their entire gauntlet of powers available, others hobbled in areas, and some outright stripped altogether. Good to know this guy's still got some shit on him.

Yeah, he's not even looking at Megumi's grumpy expression, more focused on glaring at the space before him. Another newcomer. Fuck. He hates hearing how people get dragged into this shitty bird's gullet! Another kidnapped victim.]

Tch. I've got a spare space. [And turns their path. No point in going to Megumi's; it's likely got nothing in there.]

[Hey, Megumi can't know what the guy had planned to do with the buck. He's there to help, and maybe get a piece of the roast or smoked meat because his cooking skills are something to be desired (~~without microwave~~).]

No, I'm not a warlock. I'm a jujutsu sorcerer. [Is it fine to explain this to someone he doesn't know? Maybe. It's not like there's much the guy can do to hinder his technique- while the guy might have a bunch of negative feelings, he certainly doesn't have cursed energy. He's not Sukuna, or Mahito.]

Cursed technique is a sort of spell made out of cursed energy. Cursed energy is spiritual power that comes from people's negative emotions. Only sorcerers can use said energy, but only their own. [This is the simplest he can do to explain it. Either the guy gets it or he doesn't.

Maybe he can demonstrate with a rabbit?]

Ah. Thanks for inviting me.

[It sounds like an invite. He treats it like an invite. And he's right, there's nothing at Megumi's tent.]

[He'll get more than that if he sticks around and helps. Bakugo might be a grouchy jerk, but he's not gonna steal someone else's earned dues. Megumi helped bring down the kill, he gets his share of the hunt.]

What're they in your society? Police, special operatives, detectives, helpers? [Might as well keep it generic, since people have similar questions when Bakugo says he's a hero in his world. So many are quick to question him, often confused, mocking, snide, or dismissive. They never think a "hero" can actually be a paid vocation someone takes in their own world. Dumbasses.

~~If Megumi can sense negative feelings, there's gonna be a wretched lump of them inside, something he keeps to himself, but very much present. It's still pretty fresh.~~]

Ah. A kind of energy. [Makes sense. Ki, chi, mana, magic, call it what you want, it's a similar mindset of manipulating a certain energy in a person's world. He's met a few people here with powers on the same scale.] You'll find a shitload of that here.

[Bakugo stops in front of a very impressive tent. Two stories? Yeah, it's actually two stories. Ever has a loft inside. And it seems like it's been fortified with extra branches and stone. This is a badass fucking tent.]

Here. [He slings the buck down onto the ground nearby.] Find a branch over there you think'll hold the carcass. I'll get some rope and knives.

[The grouchy and the grumpy. Only one loud and the other silent.]

I suppose you can call us special forces. Some sorcerers have family lineages thousands of years old. [He wants to say that the sorcerers have been around for a very long while. Things were bad, then good, then bad again. Thinking about Shibuya makes his stomach twist into knots.

~~He can sense the negative emotions; everyone has them, but since they are not forming cursed energy and Bakugo is not using it, that's where it stops.~~

A lot of other people with special energy, huh? He'll have to keep an eye out for them.

Megumi did not expect tent to have floors. How is it possible for a tent to have floors!? He can't argue, it is a badass tent, and it looks comfy.]

Sure, [he nods, and turns to the forest to look around. Why waste time? He steps away from the tent (but he's still visible if Bakugo wants to peek at what he's doing), and makes a rabbit hand sign. From his shadow, both black and white rabbits start to peek, one, then two, then four, then ten, then fifteen.]

Scatter.

[And they are all gone. Few black ones remain at his feet, one even staring at Bakugo intently, then both rabbits and Fushiguro are gone.]

[They're grouchy and they're grumpy~ One's vocal and one's frumpy~ And later they might bumpy~ ... dah daaah du'daaah duh dah!]

Like people tracing their legacy back through samurai? [Such notions are all but gone in Bakugo's world, considering how advanced it's gone since the advent of Quirks a century and a half ago. Stuff like that hardly factors in now, though some families have Quirks that pass down through generations. Of the five generations so far.

~~Oh he'll use them... boom.~~

While Megumi busies himself with the tree, Bakugo vanishes into the tent after unzipping the heavy door of a flap. Some of the camping material is first come first serve, so he only bothered to take what was in abundance. He could make do with other things as needed. Looping some rope around his shoulder, he swipes two knives and heads back out. They don't have a bucket...

But when he returns from the effort, Megumi is...] What the hell?

[This dumbass up and vanished?!]

[If Megumi had heard the question, he would've agreed. Some of the techniques are so rare that they sometimes skip even people in the same clan- like how the Ten Shadows technique skipped his father (cursed energy skipped Toji in general), yet Megumi can use almost all ten shikigamis.

And yes, he's gone. Not too far away, there's noise coming from somewhere nearby, branches cracking and all, but he did disappear in a split second. Rabbits are fast. There's actually a black one just outside of the tent, looking at Bakugo. It's not doing anything, just... sitting there.

Megumi appears around five minutes later, with what one can call a perfect branch? It looks thick and sturdy enough to support the buck, that's for sure. And... Megumi doesn't look like he has any problems carrying it under one hand.]

Here. This one should do it.

[The shadowy rabbits all return and are like... ants. But they don't linger; just like wolf, they all make way to Megumi's shadow and meld with it, disappearing.]

[Bakugo's attention perks at the noise, turning narrowed eyes on the sound. A split second? Longer than a split second. Something about that black rabbit nearby reminds him of Megumi's wolf. Ah, so it's another summon. He's got more than his dog. Gonna have to keep that in mind if they ever getting into a fight. Also means he can't bonk the damn thing and add it to the stew.

On the one hand, good to know this guy's not a rail stick under that robe. On the other hand. Does he seriously expect this buck to hang off a branch he took form the tree?! Bakugo intended to hang it UP on the fucking thing! ... Though guess they could skewer it into the ground and lash the buck to it like some gory ass totem pole.]

A wolf and rabbits. What else are you packing in your shadow? [And does he have to have his shadow out to reach them. One of Bakugo's classmates had a shadow-related Quirk, so he's taking notes. ~~Not cause he's a closet nerd about superpowers or anything. Shut up.~~ Guess they're going totem pole route. Time to start digging a hole.]

[Nooo, don't put the shadow-rabbit into the stew! It- won't taste like anything.

Hey, he asked for a branch that won't break if they hang the buck on it; he's returned with such a branch! Why is he complaining?
-He will place it how Bakugo needs it; he won't question it. He's never had to skin a deer, buck, or any other animal before. Megumi's following the instructions to a T.]

I have ten summons. [Pause.] Well, six or seven since arriving here. This place had depleted my cursed energy, so I cannot summon all of them. [Although, he wouldn't dare summon Mahoraga here.
Maybe.
Only if everyone in this place is about to die.
Only then.]

Right now, I have access to my Gyokuken, Nue, Gama, Datto, and Bansho. [The Divine dog, Nue, Toads, Rabbits and Max Elephant. Unfortunately, Sukuna destroyed his snake, and he doesn't have enough cursed energy to summon both Mahoraga or Tiger.]

[This is survive in the wilderness and you're gonna stick a damn rabbit down there without saying it's shadow made?! Be glad Bakugo's quick to sus out the reality or else he might've tried snaring it for their meal.

Haa?! How the hell are they gonna hang something from a branch if it's no longer on the damn tree?! Bakugo should be questioning Megumi's brainworks under those crazy spikes. At least he adapted quickly enough. Unfortunately that means he's down on his knees nearby, shoving his knife into the dirt since they don't have a damn spade. Probably should've had Megumi's rabbits dig this burrow, but he needs a column, not a divot.]

You might recover it later. [Before Megumi thinks he's forever hobbled. Some people can reclaim their power over time with practice and effort, others have to pay for it, something Bakugo's not gonna get into right now.]

Stick with dog, rabbit, frogs, and normal animals, Uni Hair.

[He'd be in for it if he tried because the bunnies can kick and punch like a bitch if they want to. Megumi just doesn't use them that way (after all, he did have to fight them to subdue them so he can summon them).

LISTEN, he may have misunderstood. "Find a branch" was translated in his mind as "find a branch and drag it over". He didn't think the branch should be ON a tree. There's a reason he doesn't go camping, he sucks at it.

If he asked for rabbits to dig, Megumi would've actually complied.]

There's a chance? Hmm. [Having his trump card here would be reassuring.]

My name is Fushiguro Megumi, not Uni Hair.

[Bunnies don't do well versus grenades. Not that Bakugo's gonna heartlessly blast the stupid thing (how's he gonna use it for dinner if it's splattered all over the ground). Good he recognized it as one of the sorcerer's summons before getting the idea in action.

Ugh, how the hell could he have mixed such a simple order up?! This guy doesn't know a damn thing about camping or survival skills. Great, stuck with a newbie. Bakugo grabs one end of the branch and jams it into the hole, twisting it to carve the end deeper. At least Megumi tore it off well. Did he or one of his summons... The latter, probably.]

Aa. Some people recover it over time, others have to pay for it. [Guess this topic's gonna happen whether he wants it or not. Bakugo straightens up and slings the rope from his shoulder, then starts scraping the dirt back into the hole with his feet, packing it in around the branch to make it sturdy.]

Bakugo Katsuki. [Uni Hair.]

[~~You could try to drink it...~~

No, no he doesn't. His survival skills are limited to -fight to the death-, then go to Ieiri-san to patch up his wounds and then spend a week in bed all pissy because your guardian and teacher is both taking care of you and making fun of you, and your teammates show up unannounced 99% of the time.

But despite this, he is swift to take up action for whatever Bakugo needs, with both the branch, rope, making sure it's sturdy and doesn't wiggle.]

Pay for it... ugh... [Luckily for Bakugo, someone already explained the machinations of this place to him, and Megumi's now making a face. Yeah... it's not hard to guess what he thinks about it.]

[~~He's not drinking shadow bunny~~

Wrong kind of survival skill. Bakugo steps hard around the pole, shoving dirt tight in packs on all compass points. Then gives it a few knocks with the back of his hand. Solid enough. Will it support the entire deer? Maybe, once he's got it dressed out. He backs off and returns to the buck flopped to the ground.

Sounds like Megumi is as bad about recovery as Bakugo, save for he'd never spend a week in bed. Took him less than ten minutes to go from waking from an injury-filled coma to stomping down the hall dragging an IV stand and three classmates off his bandaged body to go scream a another classmate. As if he'd stay down that long... He had to be forcibly kidnapped back to bed.]

Uh-huh. [It's not that bad if you actually hit it off with someone and don't mind repeated cards. Plus events can help with payouts and shit. But Megumi should hope he can regain shit simply by training and growing stronger. Then he can ignore the necessity of paying for his returned powers.] Welcome to pervert hell.

[And promptly slits the deer's stomach from ribs to groin.]

[He probably would've been like Bakugo and not sit still in his room. However, his guardian has actual god-like powers and teleports him back if he's not happy with Megumi's health. It's happened way too many times by now that he's given up arguing (~~he appreciates Gojo's nagging more than he'll ever admit~~).

Pervert hell, huh? He doesn't want to think about it, yet he knows he should. And that cut looked like his new acquaintance was taking out all the anger at the dead buck that he had stored up. Megumi can't blame him, he can see himself getting pissed off soon enough.

So- to change the subject-]

Anything I can help you with?

[He doesn't want to just sit around uselessly.]

[Why the hell do people think they're gonna sit there in the bed and do bullshit? He has things to do, things which aren't going to be stopped by something as pathetic as bodily injury! Even if that means yelling at his teachers and struggling against his classmates binding him to drag him back to bed. Bakugo never appreciates someone getting in his way or telling him he can't *fill in he blank*.

Pervert hell. Don't think about it. The resort will shove it in Megumi's face soon enough. There's a lot more anger in his body than a single cut's going to take. But whoof, there's a rush of copper and beast blooming up from a gush of crimson and offal. There's a bucket around here somewhere...]

Aa. There's a bucket over there. Get it and you can wash all this crap off.

[You better be fine getting your hands bloody and gutty.]

[Megumi has no choice but to remain in bed. Pathethic injury or no, if Gojo doesn't want him to go somewhere, Megumi can kick all he wants- he'd just be teleported back because his ~~stupid~~ guardian can bend space to his will. He has very little choice in the matter.

Nodding, he goes over to grab the bucket and water. He's seen worse, way worse, things he doesn't want to see again (but will probably have to, zero choice in the matter); there's literally zero expression on his face or him flinching away from the task given.]

Do you do this often?

[Camping. Hunting. Megumi's trying not to be his awkward self; it would be way too easy just to slip into silence as he works.]

[Gross. There's a huge difference between grabbing a fistful of chicken or fish guts and twisting them out of the carcass... and shoving his entire hand into a deer's stomach to scoop out a literal pile of entrails. He's seen war wounds worse than this, but his stomach still threatens to do a twist if he's not careful. Fuck... Disemboweling has to be done. Blindly carving inside the deer's cadaver with the knife, one by one connectors are hacked free and the respective organ sags upon its slimy pillow bunch.

His expression remains set in his usual scowl as he dumps some of the offal into Megumi's bucket. Tch, they don't have anything to put the cleaned organs on at the moment... He'll have to skin the deer somewhat to make a patch for Megumi to drop things on. Or the guy can take both buckets to the lake and do his cleaning there.]

I've cleaned fowl and fish but not a deer. Sometimes I roughed it in the woods with some kids when I was younger. [Camping classes and survival classes also gave him some hunting knowledge, plus archery club at school.]

[It's uncomfortable handling guts and bloody organs of any animal, but what must be done, will be done. He briefly stands up to go look for another bucket, and he finds a smaller one, then packs up everything that can be washed and cleaned.]

I've only cleaned fish before. [When he buys it whole from the supermarket and it needs cleaning.]

Is there another knife? I can clean this up by the water.

[He's had the same idea that Bakugo thought of; he just wanted to collect everything before he goes, so he doesn't go back and forth twenty times. It's not a problem if buckets end up being heavy, he can handle it (or have his wolf carry them for him, he won't eat anything!)]

[Unless Megumi's got a pig in there to go hunting for root vegetables and truffles, he's gonna be shoving meat down his throat during this stupid camping excursion. Bakugo indicates another knife resting on the edge of the firepit. A host of stones cobbled together in circle and forced into secure locks, suggesting he created it himself. Spent the majority of the first day making sure his campground was suitable for living and ready to tackle whatever he needed it to weather.]

Cut everything open or in half length ways. There's a cutting board on the side of the tent if you wanna slice it into strips. [Not the modern one in the tent's little kitchenette, but a rustic thing he carved out of a log.] Make sure you clean and scrub the insides and outsides to get all the crap out of it. [~~sometimes literally sorry~~] We can cook it in a stew, fry it, or dry it.

OOC NOTES

hey megumi~

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I should not be laughing... but I am

Totally worth it

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