ISLE OF DOGS - open, joining

[happycamper]

— [color=#60586f]★ happycamper hadn't had any sort of interaction between his parents in more than a year. the last time he'd ever even seen them were the first days of his adolescence, where they had left in a... not so positive way, to say the least. happycamper had expected time to be on his side, allow his mind to be filled with other memories to push that specific one back to the point that it was just blurry. yet he'd been alive for more than 2 years already and the faces of his parents were still all too real. although he did manage to find many ways to block it out and focus on the much more positive things in life, it sometimes came back to haunt him in the most unexpected times.

other than spending time trying his best to converse with other tanglewood members and doing his hoodies, happycamper could often be found around the borders of tanglewood. though the territory scared him most of the time, being able to see new joiners and give them a warm welcome to their new home always brightened his frightened mood. as such, the ginger male was out in one of his daily walks when somewhat unfamiliar voices caught his attention. making sure he had his satchel closed (many times the bag he'd carry around with him daily was left open, and the content inside were often spilled or stolen), he made his way over to the area where the voices originated from with a skip in his step and humming a sweet tune. he easily stepped over any of the natural flora that grew in the woods. eventually he had gotten all the way to the certain part of the border where two people were at.

beck was someone he himself had seen only a few times, and even then he'd never been in a conversation with the leader. he made himself a mental note to bring him some warm cookies at one point as a way to show his appreciation for operating this place- and maybe meet someone else that enjoyed his treats besides belladonna. the other person, though, was a stranger to him. happycamper planted himself next to beck, chipper smile plastered on his face. oh golly, he sure hoped that she enjoyed this place! well, if she wanted to join in the first place. he waited for her to finish her little introduction before he butted in, "well hello there, miss marceline! it's a pleasure meeting you, and welcome to tanglewood! oh, and a warm welcome to your father as well! pretty sure he's a swell guy, even if he's in that necklace." he felt a bit weird saying that, and some part of him had trouble believing such a thing. yet he did live in a world filled with supernatural beings roaming it, so he wasn't keen on rejecting it right away. he pushed his question down on why he decided to possess it in the first place, finding it possibly too personal. at the sight of her lowering herself, he offered her a more compassionate smile. he couldn't imagine how stressful all of this could be on her. he wouldn't want her to feel more bad than she already could possibly be feeling. "this right here is beck, a swell little guy! ah, i'm wondering, why are you here, miss marceline? are you going to join, or visiting? either one is a-okay!"