I. Am so. Warm.

[Rachel Bronwyn]

And name our third son after him.

We'd both probably pick up Spanish really quickly too.

And can we please rofl at paleodieters?

[magnus knight]

I am one hell of a cook. And I may regale you with stories by the campfire light. Some of which may frighten you, some of which may make you wish you brought lube and tissue, or toys that need batteries.

The point is I saw a tent, and some water behind it and am thinking, man I have not had a decent fishing camp trip in some time. Also I do like to tell "tall" tales by the fire light, and make smores.

Now Bozo and Rachel may then go off to have fun in their tent, and I may watch through a tiny hole in the canvas, or not... I may just drink until I fall asleep. The fun is in the mystery.

[Rachel Bronwyn]

There is a little black bear knocking over garbage cans across the street.

Regarding fishing, no, not since I was little, hanging with Gramps. I'd fish off the dock with Gramps and bake and do artwork with Granny. I do looooooove game though, which brings us back to the bear next door. There's always someone who shoots the garbage bears.

I live not far from a strange little town that is about 20% Italian, where a delightful old Italian sausage maker does magic. He's SO flirtatious. I dress up for him; sundress, strappy sandals with little heals, cardigan, hair up, lip gloss, blush and lots of mascara. He takes what is mostly venison (white tail, elk, moose) and makes sausage from it. What blows my mind though is what he does with garbage bear. That stuff tastes like shit. It's tough and dry as fuck. He turns it into delicious pepperoni. Unbelievable.

[OhZone]

** Takes body switch potion to switch with bozo **

Now she's mine! haha


magnus will verify, I am the real bozo, right, magnus?

** tries not to walk with hips swaying **

[Bozo]

The kids are going to love their eccentric Uncle Magnus.

And I was actually going to share a concern for bears given your current arrangement. You didn't get even overnight, did you?

[magnus knight]

** Takes body switch potion to switch with bozo **

The potion actually shrunk you down, and allowed you to climb and crawl into Bozo's shirt pocket, where you pop out from time to time to stick your tongue out at the bears.

Also, one of those bears used to be Goldilocks, it was this whole magic formula experiment thing gone awry. These things happen.

Actually they happen a lot around me.

But that's a story for another time, [pulls out his acoustic guitar] who wants to sing by the fire?

[Bozo]

Process camping trip or what? I hear Oregon is pretty nice.

[OhZone]

Maybe we should start a process commune of love!

[magnus knight]

I would live in my big barn, with my giantess, our pet she wolf, and a tiny dancer that would twirl in the spotlight from a flash light. It would be a special commune, for those with big hearts, and imagination.

Each and every night we would gather and sing the songs of our ancestors.

Also there would be organic food and stuff.

[Bozo]

It's been a personal goal of mine to start a town one day. Pie in the sky it is, if I EVER get the opportunity I'm being totally serious. The more sexual deviants the better. Do you know how much I've thought of this?? Watch and be dismayed.

A good friend of mine is an Army officer who is as crazy as me and could easily bring some buddies to be the local law enforcement, mostly just to keep the riff-raff out. He's smart, well traveled, and very handsome. And into BDSM.

I'm obviously the local doc. Also smart and handsome, obv. We wouldn't have a hospital but I could establish a local volunteer ambulance corps to get people there for the serious stuff. I probably wouldn't be busy enough to justify being at the office all day so I'd be on call all the time, even for house calls. That gives me opportunity to take care of other jobs, see below.

If there were no kids in the picture right away, we would have at least a few years to build a school and find some teachers, though Rach and I could part-time teach some science and math classes, Magnus the English. Oz and Gabby the PE. Wanted: history, music, art. We can easily hold off on sports teams until the kids are old enough.

We attract some entrepreneurs for local entertainment...pubs, restaurants, movie theaters, etc. This would be difficult if we didn't want them to know our "terrible, dark secret." Any of us could get the loan money and be confident the first businesses would succeed because of so little competition, but it's about having the time to run these places.

We hire GearRyu to handle all the town incorporation paperwork, unless he wants to live there too and do it pro-bono. If he's down he would also be a good candidate to establish the local legislature, which I want nothing to do with except for holding a seat on the council.

I'm nominating Red Mage as mayoral candidate.

Need to find a good contractor to do all the building. We're gonna wanna go as clean as possible, lots of solar paneling, and backup generators for every house that are both gas and battery-powered. The batteries are transportable because at the local gym we're going to have a big room full of stationary bikes that you hook your battery to in order to charge it. We have regular spin sessions led be OhZone to keep the community healthy. Wind farm a big plus if we can afford it.

We probably will not have a church or place of worship specific to one religion, but I'm thinking of reserving one all-purpose religion building for people that want it. Different congregations share space and time.

Airstrip. Need an airstrip. Maybe a helipad for urgent medical transports. I doubt we'd be any less than 20 minutes from the nearest hospital. Learning how to fly is on my list so I could double as pilot. I'm sure my Army buddy will hit that too at some point.

I'd like to do our own food production, and something tells me Rach would be a great agriculture queen. Farming is definitely full time work, so we'd need dedicated people for this.

Volunteer fire department all the way, every adult is trained and on it. Everybody's always on call.

And for one generation, we shall have a utopia. Then our idiot kids will definitely screw it all up.

[magnus knight]

Our kids will send us away to the cornfield, to be given to their dark corn lord.

I would run the local tavern and restaurants, putting random extras into every dish that would lead to wonderfully strange transformations among the citizens. Table nines date's growing, the woman at the corner of the bar is shrinking, and one of my waitress's sprouted wings and flew away.

The schools would have uniforms, since almost every Anime I've seen has the students in them, and they have all sorts of fun transformations in them, so it has to be the uniforms, right?

Also I would enjoy teaching English on the side, me am good speaked in English me am. Edumikashion is needed.

Actually it would be reading the classics, Dracula, Catcher in the Rye, Works of Kafka, Stephen King, Jurassic Park, Star Wars fiction, graphic novels, Edgar Allen Poe, the dialogue on screen when you play old school RPG's, and heavy on the creative writing elements.

Also I am trained in first aid, so I can help if anyone tries to swallow their tongue.

Please note the building will need very high ceilings, and other's like the world's best doll house, and don't forget the dog trails.

Also I would run for the Town Council, could be called the Devious Seven. Seven is a nice sized council.

The problem could arise with mating, as I seem to find more men then women into the kinky things in life, therefore Vulcan style love. Only once every seven years, much less mating for some, much more for others. hehe

I'll get a model started in Sim City and see how it goes.

[Rachel Bronwyn]

I was really hoping to be the proprietor of the local public house but ^this dick just stole my job. I would have hosted a phenomenal Oktoberfest that would have really brought the community together. Would have dressed up like a beer wench and everything.

I actually really was hoping to drive down the West Coast with my camping gear this summer, Seattle to Big Sur. A stop in Ashland for the Oregon Shakespeare Festival would have been nice.

And no, I did not get even(?) overnight by knocking over the bear's garbage cans.