2nd Revenge... Except without the Revenge. [Visual]

[angry_jerk]

[The scroll opens up to a small, cutie-markless batcolt. He looks a little nervous.]

...Is this working? Okay, uh.

I'm Dan? Nice to, uh, meet everyone.

...Is this Camp Atrocious? My parents said that was where they were taking me for summer camp.

...Well, they sort of just handed me a flyer and started driving. But that counts as telling me things.

Could someone direct me to the camp counselor? All my stuff is gone and I can't find my teddy bear Brutus. ...Also, I'm a horse. Is that normal?

Comments

[polyturtle]

....no. This is not Camp Atrocious.

[Seriously? Of all ponies?]

[Visual]

[notmakingsense]

...Huh.

Well, being a horse here is preferred, but I guess that's a silly rule isn't it?

Also, I don't think you're in your camp anymore.

[Visual]

[insomneighac]

[A small white pony stares back at him.]

Your parents have probably abandoned you.

[Visual]

[magimachinist]

Never heard of that camp. Looks like you took a wrong turn at the last universe.

[millionbitpipes]

Sorry, kid. You ain't in Kansas anymore. [Also, your parents sound like jerks.] I'm Harvey. You need any help?

[Visual] 20 years older! Jappleack

[caneattheseapples]

I don't think you're going to find a counselor here, kid.

Where are you right now, anyway?