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lifeaftr2017-11-15 11:45 am
onemanstrash) wrote in lifeaftr2017-11-15 11:45 am
[open] Awoo to you too
Who: Keaton and YOU.
What: Scavenging for treasure, sharing what he's found and testing the limits of his beaststone.
When: November 15th
Where: Various. The beach and the Storyteller's Temple early on, the jungle later.
Warnings: None, will add if anything comes up.
Beach
[The fog does nothing to deter Keaton as he sets off this morning, back to the beach once again since the water receded. Ever since the flooding went away he's been venturing down frequently to see what he can find. At first there was plenty of fish flopped out in the sun and other debris but now he's having to look a little harder.
Careful as you walk around the beach on this foggy day, you might well find yourself tripping over a shallow hole in the sand. And there isn't just the one hole, there are many of them dotted around all over the place. What's worse than falling over a hole? Falling over a pile of days old dead fish, rotting plant life and other questionable material. In both cases the owner of the trash pile and the hole digger can be found not too far away, sifting through the sand.]
So what's it gonna be this time, messed up looking fish or sandy buried seaweed... Neither, broken glass! Neat.
[If you can dodge the holes and piles of junk in the fog, come say hi to the guy with two large ears and a tail who seems to be doing his part in cleaning up the beach.]
Temple
[Whether you're on your way out to the rest of the island or heading to the mana pool to return to the islets, before you can get too far you'll be approached by a very excitable wolfskin. His tail is visibly wagging back and forth, his ears twitching occasionally.]
Hey! Hey. Wanna see something cool? Promise you'll never have seen anything like it before. Never ever.
[And for those that might not be stopped by the promises of something cool, Keaton will follow along after them for a short distance with his hands behind his back as though trying to hide something.]
C'mon, you're really just gonna bail like that? Someone doesn't have very good taste.
[If you do indulge the wolfman then expect to see some sort of gross and disgusting treasure Keaton has managed to find, either from home or what he's dug up on the beach.]
Jungle
[Later in the day, a loud howl can be heard coming from somewhere in the jungle. If it's possible for a howl to sound happy then this is definitely a jovial howl, not one of aggression or anything else. Still, a howl cutting through the air on a day like today when there's fog about? Not the most reassuring thing really.
If you're quick to investigate the source of the howling then you might catch sight of a large white creature through the trees for a brief moment. The creature isn't there for long however, soon replaced by Keaton crumpled up on the floor and panting hard. He looks pretty distressed with his tail hanging low and his ears pressed down against his head. Though he tries getting to his feet his limbs feel far too unstable to support him properly, leading to the wolfskin planting face first into the ground.]
What the heck is this?! It's not meant to feel this way. Why isn't it working, and why is it... Guh, this is stupid...
[It's not like he's in any state to go anywhere right now, so Keaton results to grumbling away to himself until he gets enough strength back he can walk off himself. Unless help arrives before then...]
What: Scavenging for treasure, sharing what he's found and testing the limits of his beaststone.
When: November 15th
Where: Various. The beach and the Storyteller's Temple early on, the jungle later.
Warnings: None, will add if anything comes up.
Beach
[The fog does nothing to deter Keaton as he sets off this morning, back to the beach once again since the water receded. Ever since the flooding went away he's been venturing down frequently to see what he can find. At first there was plenty of fish flopped out in the sun and other debris but now he's having to look a little harder.
Careful as you walk around the beach on this foggy day, you might well find yourself tripping over a shallow hole in the sand. And there isn't just the one hole, there are many of them dotted around all over the place. What's worse than falling over a hole? Falling over a pile of days old dead fish, rotting plant life and other questionable material. In both cases the owner of the trash pile and the hole digger can be found not too far away, sifting through the sand.]
So what's it gonna be this time, messed up looking fish or sandy buried seaweed... Neither, broken glass! Neat.
[If you can dodge the holes and piles of junk in the fog, come say hi to the guy with two large ears and a tail who seems to be doing his part in cleaning up the beach.]
Temple
[Whether you're on your way out to the rest of the island or heading to the mana pool to return to the islets, before you can get too far you'll be approached by a very excitable wolfskin. His tail is visibly wagging back and forth, his ears twitching occasionally.]
Hey! Hey. Wanna see something cool? Promise you'll never have seen anything like it before. Never ever.
[And for those that might not be stopped by the promises of something cool, Keaton will follow along after them for a short distance with his hands behind his back as though trying to hide something.]
C'mon, you're really just gonna bail like that? Someone doesn't have very good taste.
[If you do indulge the wolfman then expect to see some sort of gross and disgusting treasure Keaton has managed to find, either from home or what he's dug up on the beach.]
Jungle
[Later in the day, a loud howl can be heard coming from somewhere in the jungle. If it's possible for a howl to sound happy then this is definitely a jovial howl, not one of aggression or anything else. Still, a howl cutting through the air on a day like today when there's fog about? Not the most reassuring thing really.
If you're quick to investigate the source of the howling then you might catch sight of a large white creature through the trees for a brief moment. The creature isn't there for long however, soon replaced by Keaton crumpled up on the floor and panting hard. He looks pretty distressed with his tail hanging low and his ears pressed down against his head. Though he tries getting to his feet his limbs feel far too unstable to support him properly, leading to the wolfskin planting face first into the ground.]
What the heck is this?! It's not meant to feel this way. Why isn't it working, and why is it... Guh, this is stupid...
[It's not like he's in any state to go anywhere right now, so Keaton results to grumbling away to himself until he gets enough strength back he can walk off himself. Unless help arrives before then...]
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Ack!! Hey, c'mon, what's that for?! [Strangely enough he's not too bothered about the fish in his face though.] Don't go and mess up the pile like that! Yeesh, I spent forever putting all that together.
[He ends up wiping down his face with the back of his sleeve to get rid of the gross damp residue the fish left there... And ends up sniffing his sleeve when he's done. It's not a bad smell, okay?]
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That is not what you should be upset about!
[God, he hates this. He did have to get stuck on Furry Garbage Island.]
Seriously, don't leave all your trash on the beach! It's not a goddamn garbage dump!
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[But of course that's just a typical human reaction to his treasures, that they're trash. He grabs the dead fish and tosses back on the pile.]
Sure you don't see what's great about it, you wouldn't. But I do!
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[He just gestures at the fish in the pile, just lying there, being useless.]
You're not even doing anything with it, it's just lying there and rotting in the goddamn sun! Don't you have some kind of... I don't fucking know, super sense of smell? How does this not bother you?!
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[Keaton huffs and folds his arms. He is absolutely ready to argue with a child over his collection and wonderful taste.]
And it's because of this super smell that I can sniff out this kinda thing, and love it for what it is! It's incredible!!
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Seriously, I doubt that goddamn fish is even edible anymore!