Military Camp | No CC | Военный Лагерь
Size | Размер - 40x30
Price | Цена- 40.995$
Type | Тип - Park | Парк
Location | Локация - StrangerVille, StrangerVille Overlook | Стрейнджервиль, Стрейнджервиль-Оверлук
CC free
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Demigod Camp Shirt Overlay
I’ve been wanting to make Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter shirts for awhile, but I couldn’t settle on a mesh and I didn’t want to restrict all the campers to the same exact t-shirt, and then I had the idea to just make it an overlay. You can turn most solid color t-shirts and sweatshirts into a camp shirt with this overlay! Now your campers can wear any style of shirt, any color, with not too many restrictions.
This overlay works on all frames from child-elder! Download + more info under the cut.
Download (no ads, no paywalls): SFS | Patreon
You can find these in gloves or piercings!
NOTE: I said not too many restrictions, so here’s the ones I’ve found: Hoodies can be weird if they have drawstrings, most tank tops don’t work, and shirts with jackets are hit and miss. But it surprisingly works pretty well with most shirts I tried (both vanilla and CC).
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Brodie Sampson was a foreboding man, but he somewhat reminded Robin of his father; tough and weathered on the outside, with a soft, gooey centre reserved for those who knew him closely. His voice was gruff when he finally decided to speak.
“I thought I told you not to wander off-.. and who is this?”
Alex rolled her eyes, resenting the way her father constantly scolded her for leaving the watchtower, despite the fact that he left for hours and hours every day.
“I was bored, and this is Robin-.. but he can’t talk.”
Brodie scoffed, “That’s convenient.”
“He’s fun and nice, don’t stress over it-.. please?” Alex asked, or rather, demanded, throwing a dusty notepad and a pencil in front of Robin. He’d promised to write his address down for her so she could write to him, they were going to be pen-pals!
Brodie grumbled, immediately dropping any misgivings, just as Alex had asked. “What do you want from the store?”
“Gummy worms!” Alex shouted.
“You’ll have no teeth left…” Brodie tutted, grabbing his coat.
“They’ll grow back.” Alex shoved a finger in her mouth, prodding the exposed gum where her front teeth used to be.
“Hm-.. you better get yourself gone soon, son. I’m sure your parents are wondering where you are.” Brodie squinted at Alex as he headed out, as if to warn her against convincing Robin to stay any longer; she stuck her tongue out at him.
Robin nodded as Brodie left, hastily scrawling down the rest of his address. He wondered if he ought to write anything else, an apology perhaps? He felt bad that he hadn’t managed to speak to Alex yet, but he was going home soon, so the opportunity had already passed. Maybe he didn’t have anything interesting to say, anyway.
“He’s nice really, he’s just-.. moody, or whatever.”
Robin forced a smile as she continued.
“It’s so not fair, having to stay cooped up in here all day-.. what does he expect?”
Robin supposed he expected his daughter to listen to him, though he also supposed it wasn’t fair that she had to stay here alone every day either. Did she go to school? Were they on some kind of permanent vacation? He’d have to remember to ask her when they wrote to one another, they’d have more chance of getting to know each other that way-.. especially since he still seemed unable to talk like a normal human being.
Alex hovered at the top of the staircase, blocking Robin’s path.
“I don’t want you to go-.. home, I mean.” She clarified.
For some reason, Robin found it hard to read Alex, but he could sense enough to know that she was lonely. She seemed much more present than anyone else he knew; often avoiding thinking about the past or the future, or ruminating on her thoughts for too long, instead acting on contagious, frivolous impulsiveness.
He couldn’t decide whether it was refreshing or frustrating. He’d gotten used to knowing what went on in people’s minds, and whether he liked it or not, Alex was an enigma. Robin would’ve done anything to avoid going home-.. and back to school, but since he couldn’t say so out loud, he did the next best thing.
“Ough!” Alex squeaked with surprise as Robin yanked her off her feet, wrapping his arms around her in a vice like bear hug.
Since he was so awkward with his words-.. or lack thereof, she’d wrongly assumed he’d be weirded out by physical affection too. Giggling slightly, she decided it was quite nice to be wrong. Her father wasn’t exactly a hugger, and it wasn’t as though she had anyone else she could randomly accost with her need for affection, people would think she was odd or clingy.
“I guess you don’t want to go either?” She asked, almost rhetorically.
Robin shook his head vigorously, tilting backwards precariously until Alex squealed again.
“Okay, okay, you can put me down now.. I promise I’ll write!”
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