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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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[Keaton just watches for a moment to see how it's done, mumbling around the cigarette still clearly held between his teeth. Sadly when he sees that plume of smoke? He has to try it himself.
He breathes in all too eagerly, paying the price when he begins coughing up smoke as his throat stings.]
Oh man, okay that--! Wait, I've got it, that was a test!
[Take two and he goes with a smaller puff, exhaling a trail of smoke. He just wants to get to the point he can make a whole plume of it like Tim did.]
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[He almost sounds amused, but he’s not exactly smiling. Just kind of taking it all in as Keaton tries to repeat Tim’s actions and makes the same mistakes every elementary smoker makes. He coughs, but not in excess, which is why Tim sees fit to add:]
Don’t get hooked. These things will fuck up your lungs if you smoke too many.
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[Which is said more as a knee jerk reaction than anything. But when he actually thinks on it, taking another slower puff, Keaton furrows his brow.]
I don't think burning your lungs and throat up are worth getting into breathing smoke out all cool like you make it look. [...] Not that it's cool or anything, I'm just saying. [It's a little cool. Addictive for all the wrong reasons.]
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You’re right. It’s not.
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[Despite saying all that he still keeps trying, eventually tilting his head back and letting out a stream of smoke above him...
When he looks back at Tim his eyes are wide and his tail is wagging. THAT LOOKED COOL RIGHT it absolutely didn't because this isn't cool but did you see it anyway.]
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Some people figured how to blow smoke rings and stuff. Never learned myself, but...'s kinda neat. [Right after he said smoking isn't cool and everything. Slick.]