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take your last supply [closed]
Who: Jack Foley, Muffet, and Tim Wright
What: Ruining some ruins
When: 8/26
Where: H5
Warnings: Will note if something comes up!
God, he wants a smoke.
He left the box of cigarettes behind with the majority of his non-necessities, but quitting cold turkey isn't turning out to be highly conducive to searching the area for anything of use. Still, he might as well help while he can; be a damn sight more useful than he ever was back in the Castle.
Tim's chewing on his nails with a vaguely frenetic edge as he hitches his knapsack a little firmer on his shoulders and squares up to cross into relatively uncharted territory. There's the distant, brownish silhouette of the half-crumbled, ruined buildings, and there's him.
And there's...whoever else might have had the same idea.
What: Ruining some ruins
When: 8/26
Where: H5
Warnings: Will note if something comes up!
God, he wants a smoke.
He left the box of cigarettes behind with the majority of his non-necessities, but quitting cold turkey isn't turning out to be highly conducive to searching the area for anything of use. Still, he might as well help while he can; be a damn sight more useful than he ever was back in the Castle.
Tim's chewing on his nails with a vaguely frenetic edge as he hitches his knapsack a little firmer on his shoulders and squares up to cross into relatively uncharted territory. There's the distant, brownish silhouette of the half-crumbled, ruined buildings, and there's him.
And there's...whoever else might have had the same idea.