#camp3di3m

[max-answers]

☎ >;3c

NAME: cock-sucker tree dad man

RINGTONE: Best Day Of My Life -American Authors

PICTURE: some picture he probably took

LAST TEXT RECEIVED: “max, where are the campers??”

LAST TEXT SENT: “we r hunting bears. u woldnt do it so i did. loser. best counselor award goes 2 me”

[hiskites-blog]

@camp3di3m​ / ❤

“ NO , like you see─ my mom was suppose to be sending me to some camp for jews . which.... sounds really suspicious now that i think about it . anyways── no i don’t wanna be here ! i wanna be at home playing my okama game sphere ! my friends && i all pitched in to get it ! ’

[lagearlightups-blog]

[ It’s never too late for @camp3di3m to get lost on ⚡ SPOOKY ISLAND ⚡ ] 

           The night may be young, but dang, does it get dark quickly. It seemed like only a minute ago the sun was straight above at high noon, just at the right angle to peek its rays down through the canopy of pine and make this island a little less ominous. Too bad the moon has the illumination strength of a flashlight stuck underneath someone’s chin - dark, distorting, and a constant reminder that something is about to try to freak you out, possibly with a weird story about puppies getting tangled in sheets. 

           It’s not exactly the type of night one wants to be wandering the woods alone, is what we’re getting at here. So when the sound of a soft guitar cuts through the air, it’s without a second thought that Jasper follows it. 

                (Even if it sounds like the musician is just playing Hot cross buns on repeat.)

[kooltist-blog]

@camp3di3m . . .

“saaay, david–” crick. the stare is unending, the smile wider than ever. for once, he’s got no ulterior motive for this other than to make the LESSER ONE wince and frown. after all, the two of them share a face. it’s imperative that he really nettle that guy.

head lolling, eyes wide and unblinking, the cultist continues. “you’ve never told me about that spooky island across the lake. i went there just the other day and there was this really nice kid there… what was his name again?”

daniel ticks off the options on his fingers, feigning forgetfulness, all the while keeping his stare trained on the counsellor. “jonesy, jacob, jason… oh yes. that’s it. …jasper.”

[idxntevenwanttxbehere-blog]

@camp3di3m

     ᴍᴀx;;– ‘ Aww, what’s the matter, David? You look like you’ve seen a ghost. ‘ He approached the councilor, Cheshire grin spreading across his face as he took each step closer. ‘ I know how to fix it. Don’t you trust me? ‘

[pueramarum-blog]

@camp3di3m

“Hello darkness, my old FRIEND--”

[twcbutcneisevil]

BFFLs || Closed RP with purestcounselor and camp3di3m

Jasper rarely got nervous. He shot his one BFFL, Danny, a look. They were currently on the way to Camp Campbell. He had just barely managed to convince the other’s parents to let him come to Camp. Which was exciting and wonderful because he loved Camp Campbell. And he knew that Daniel would too once he got to experience it for himself instead of Jasper telling the other stories over the phone and in person. 

However, the reason for his nervousness was due to the fact that he would be introducing Danny to his other BFFL, Davey. He had met David at Camp Campbell last year when he had gone without Daniel, the two had gotten off on the wrong foot but had managed to work things out and had become BFFLs by the end of the summer, keeping in touch until next summer came around. 

So you could see the cause of his nervousness, because what if they didn’t get along? He didn’t want to have to chose! He liked them both equally and they both meant the world to Jasper. He was brought out of his thoughts as his father announced that they were arriving, Jasper perked up a bit, a bright smile making it’s way across the blonde’s freckled face as he turned towards Daniel, taking the other’s hand. 

“I can’t wait for you to meet everyone! We are going to have so much fun and I can’t wait for you to meet my friend! I’m sure you guys will get along, after all we get along don’t we? Oh! And when we all become BFFLs we can make friendship bracelets together and trade them to show how strong our friendship is! Isn’t it exciting Danny?”

@purestcounselor || @camp3di3m

[purest-assistant]

@camp3di3m liked for a starter!

Max felt good. He felt really good. Finally, all of his problems were just- gone! And now he could help others feel the same way! A wide grin split his face and he snuggled happily into the new, white hoodie Daniel had given him. Who should he save first? He wandered through the woods, heading for the main camp. When he emerged from the trees, the first person he saw was- David. He was kneeling down, talking to Nerris about something. Max watched as they talked, and then Nerris smiled and ran off. David straightened up, looking around, presumably for someone else to help. Max shook his head. David had such good intentions, but he was going about it all wrong! He could show him the light, show him how to really help his campers.  He walked over quickly, before David could move on. Stopping in front of the camp counselor, he cleared his throat quickly to get David’s attention, then grinned and said, “Morning, David!”