#location: the tent

[b3ast0fburd3n]

Mahsuri's Tent

Mahsuri found this yurt, as well as the bulk of her decorations, on the beach after a bunch of hippies came to the island for a retreat and met the pirates. The windows and doors are flaps in the tent, Mahsuri asked a friend to make sturdier ropes to keep them more secure. The tent is set up on the outskirts of Badtown, close enough to be considered part of it but far enough that the pirates may enter if they wish. All are welcome in the Seer's shop, so long as they leave their weapons by the door.

The front room is decorated to the nines. She has tapestries on the walls and ceilings, rugs decorating the floor (they cover the floor, didn't want it to look cluttered) and shelves packed full of crystals, books, potion ingredients and other occult items. The table has a purple satin cover draped over, the chairs are mismatched.

Eden built a wall through the middle to both make the tent sturdier and make a back room where Mahsuri could live. The back is well decorated as well, but far less cluttered than the front room. The shelves have her backups and more expensive potion ingredients, as well as the bulk of her belongings. Her clothes sit in the chest at the end of her bed. I used the same image for all of the sleeping areas, hers isn't a queen size mattress, it's more like a pile of blankets and pillows sitting on the rug. The bedside table is a lightly raised round plank (also made by Eden).

[tiny-chubby-bird]

did they start a book club or what

[arthursfuckinghat]

I didn't see this on my first playthrough, even though I'd visited here before, but Dutch's tent was oddly still standing even in the epilogue?

[keremdogulu]

FOR: @mobscene-starters EVENT: The Camp Out, 24' WHERE: Main Tent. Music.

"Fuckin' hell," Kerem panted, hands planted on his thighs. "I cannot remember the last time I fucking danced that muc-- fuck off, no. Dude, I fucking loveeee this song."

[benjaminvox]

FOR: @mobscene-starters EVENT: The Camp Out, 24' WHERE: Main Bar. Post initiation.

Not only was Melissa in a better mood for knowing her tent was among her more refine tasted, it'd unfortunately, been soured just as quickly when she'd spotted who her partner was: and while Benjamin couldn't pretend he'd been ecstatic when he'd found of whom he would room with -- it was better than the likes of the Italians.

Of whom, he hoped to never see again. Especially Giordana. It was sickening, the way he had a cane with him at all lines, tucked away so he could pretend at times that it didn't ache and groan with every passing hour that he was stood on it. And yet, in typical Benjamin fashion, he persevered: because, deep down, he knew Melissa was close by, undoubtedly watching him.

The perk, gratefully, was the free alcohol he'd been given with his new found status for the weekend. Was it possible that Giordana would find him, choke him out and take him room for the night? Maybe, if his room mate hadn't been Roman fucking Baranovsky. He grunted, downing the remainder of his drink, and turning to the bar.

"Can I get another please?" it was the presence to his life, though, that had him side-eyeing as his glass was quickly replaced. "So, what? Poor tent means..." he paused to sip his drink. "You wanna be my friend now?"

[spiderwarden]

all of the elves in camp: mediating gracefully around the campfire or in their respective tents. minthara: light snoring, hugging her purple silk pillow, and foot twitching as she actually SLEEP sleeps.

[gailynovelry]

The great thing about being in charge of our own book design stuff is that we can, in fact, decide to go through a ridiculous amount of effort to create custom headers for every chapter.

We've gotten about two thirds of the way through Shadow Herald's headers right now. Downside; every time a chapter takes place in a new location, we have to draw that location. Upside; every time we draw a location, we can reuse it later. My gods do the shop interiors take forever.

[natreads]

I got a job as a bookseller!!!

[scrunkly-cherry]

thank you nintendo you are making me collapse

[msmelissalin]

FOR: @erdogan-nevra EVENT: The Camp Out, 24' WHERE: Melissa's Tent.

Benjamin had been made to wait outside like a guard dog.

The sentiment alone had brought a laugh from the usually stoic woman, shooting a glance over her shoulder to the woman entering. "You look well, Nevra." As big a compliment as someone would get from Melissa when they were out in the wilderness. "I never intended to ask you to do anything this weekend," she paused, and she meant it. There was some guilt, especially as she'd grown to respect Nevra.

Grabbing her notebook out of her bag. It was where she kept her track of her own personal finance for the weekend. Melissa maintained her organization, even when she was out in the wilderness. "But it's not something I can do myself without causing myself more trouble than it'd actually be worth."

After the near-sleepless night she'd had with Gideon on the floor, her mind had been at war with itself. Over their...what did she even call it? Friendship? Enemies? It was this constant battle of a balancing board...but he'd stayed.

And that alone meant she owed him. And anyone who knew Melissa, knew a debt was a debt until paid. And she hated it. "Do you know much about Amélie Castaignéde? The librarian looking thing." And still, no matter how nice she was being, she wasn't that nice. "I need you to go and check on her. The Rutherford's can be ruthless, and she is now alone. Amongst...all of them." And more. "For Gideon's sake." she felt the need to add.

In reality, she cared none for the girl. But he did.

"Don't burden yourself, but if its a problem, report it to me or Benjamin."

[maksimkurylenko]

FOR: @nora-berkeley EVENT: The Camp Out, 24' WHERE: Their poor, poor tent.

Of all the dissapointment he'd felt when he'd found out they were in a piss-poor, standard tent, it hadn't been for his self, but the woman who he was sure was used to the more luxurious way of life that was afforded more towards the Russians than anywhere else. His towering frame in the small space left much to be desire, his face twisting into a grimance as his gaze found hers. "I can fuckin' sleep outside, I'm gonna' have you on the fucking floor." although, a moment later his brows popped up. "That sounded way dirter than I meant it, but I'm not saying sorry." hands in mock surrender as he reappeared. Yeah, this wasn't the one.

They'd said they had to work for their supplies: did that include loo roll, because if so, that set the bar real fucking low. "You hating this yet?"

[mrofontaine]

FOR: @ayda--demir EVENT: The Camp Out, 24' WHERE: Outside their tent. Woodland Area. Rutherford Estate.

"It could've been worse," and Olivier truly meant that. All it took was a snake of his gaze to somewhere in the distance where he knew Lisette was to be housed with her worst nightmare, and his stomach roiled. Guilt, it remained, even months down the line -- after he'd attempted to forgive himself to no avail. "I've seen some of the people who're sharing...and, that ain't a sight I'd ever wanna' lay witness too, I can tell you that." still, his features softened, bumping her with his arm. "Might not be luxury, but we can make it a good time, can't we?" they'd come along way from the one night stand, some two years ago.

[5mcsinatrenchcoat]

Been looking at everyone's tents at camp and how much they tell about characters' personalities, so had a thought

Anyone got headcanons about their Tav's tent? We gotta have a tent of our own too right

[keremdogulu]

FOR: @catalina--rojas EVENT: The Camp Out WHERE: Rich Tent. Inside.

Kerem was flabbergasted, eyes zoning into pinpricks as he thought of sharing a tent with a Rutherford. And what happened to seemingly be a proud one. What a bold move he'd make in the wake of his recent decision. He wasn't yet comfortable enough to approach the Russians, an alliance didn't mean they were one of them, not yet anyway. And the idea that he could bump into Melissa at any given moment had the muscles in his body aching from the constant need to tense.

The regret? Was real.

"Do I need to sleep with one eye open around you?" He was getting straight to the point, he guessed. "Because I'm a horrible person without some shut eye."

[benjaminvox]

FOR: @mobscene-starters EVENT: The Camp Out, 24' WHERE: His luxury tent, in his ensuite. OPEN: to anyone who he would've allowed to use his shower. I thought this could be hilarious and something quick fire, xo.

"Wha-- oh fuck," he paused when he heard the door to the bathroom slam open, the shower water trickling down his face as he squinted to see who obviously didn't know what knocking was, and with no luck, tried to move and hide himself. "Can you not wait to piss?!"

[aeide-thea]

that post abt defining a dragon is (a) funny and probably valid but also (b) exactly how you lose track of punt…