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[moointhedark]

[It's choose your own adventure time with Charlie! There are so many things to do around camp, he isn't even sure where to start. He settles on the first thing that pops into his head: Apollo Scouts. He is currently the only one and that is a sad thing.

Let's fix this.

>> You walk into the arts and crafts cabin.
Once he has finished breakfast, Charlie is hunched over a table with two stacks of paper, one large and one much smaller. He meticulously draws on a sheet with some orange and yellow crayons, tongue poking out in concentration, before finishing and putting his handiwork onto the smaller stack.

He will be doing this for hours.

>> You spy a young boy taping a poster to a tree.
Fruits of his labour complete, Charlie is out and about camp sticking the posters up to trees.

Of course, he's being very careful about what trees he's sticking them to. After all, he doesn't know if there's a nymph in there or not so he knocks politely on each and every trunk. If there's answer then he tapes -- yes, tapes, what if she's not home?! -- the paper to the tree before moving on to the next, humming happily to himself.

The paper probably falls to the ground two seconds later. He tried.

>> You have questions.
And Charlie is happy to answer them!

When he's done hanging everything up and eating dinner, he'll be outside of the Apollo Cabin with a bunch of his action figures, staging an epic battle.]

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[perenials]

That sounds fantastic. It involves a bit more togetherness than simply being in the same cabin, no?

[ After shaking his hand, she lets it go thought not without a small, welcoming laugh. ] It's a pleasure to meet you, Charlie. We don't do much of that, I admit, though we do all tend to the strawberries as part of our duties.

[moointhedark]

It does! [He actually hadn't thought about it that way -- this is just supposed to be a fun, silly thing -- but that's a good point.] And anyone can join, your dad doesn't have to be Apollo.

Oh, you guys take care of the strawberries? They look so good, you guys do a great job!

[perenials]

Yes! We also tend to the plants that make up and live in our cabin.

[ And now she's curious about this establishment of his. ] Do you mind if I ask about the requirements for becoming an Apollo scout? Does loving music count for something?

[moointhedark]

[nodnod] Well, anyone can join, but... There are Apollo Scout ideals. [He puts on a very serious face.] Liking music is good and so is poetry! ...And storytelling. And lots'a other stuff. But as long as you try your best and have fun, then you can be a Scout too!

[perenials]

Ah! [ She looks just as serious as he does. ]

Could I be a Scout? Is there some kind of initiation I must undergo?

[moointhedark]

'Course you can! You just gotta... here. Put your right hand over your heart and repeat after me!

[perenials]

[ Excitedly, Anna straightens her already proper posture, squaring her shoulder and puffing out her chest as she places her hand over her heart. ]

Alright! I'm ready.

[moointhedark]

[With a nod, he takes a deep breath and begins, pausing every so often for her to recite after him.]

I -- say your name! -- solemnly promise to uphold the ideals and virtues of the Apollo Scouts. I will write really cool poems and music and stuff, and be nice to everyone and go on adventures and do things.

And get badges.

Lots of badges.

[perenials]

I, Anna Neumeyer, solemnly promise to uphold the ideals of the Apollo Scouts. I will write really cool poems and music and stuff, and be nice to everyone and go on adventures and do things.

[ She laughs quietly before straightening her expression, continuing dramatically:. ] And get badges. Lots of badges.

Is that all?

[moointhedark]

[He ponders for e moment before giving a decisive nod.]

Yep, that's all! Welcome to the Apollo Scouts, Anna! You're the first member other than me!