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GOURD'S QUEST 4 W/ NEW SUNACTION!
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Ilan14
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CloseSo, how have you been Gourd? I recently made dead threats to RMN for posting too many statuses with the same theme. What about you? :)
Mr_SuNa
50
Gourd's doing the usual, ya know posting on mafia but seemingly forgetting to do the saame here, even a hi is better than this blatant ignoring he is doing now
I also know he has his reasons, but hopefully that will get him to post something
I also know he has his reasons, but hopefully that will get him to post something
O-Oh dear...
(I'm working on it now, buddy! I'm in a good mood so I won't let your pitiful attempt on my life be held against you~<3)
(I'm working on it now, buddy! I'm in a good mood so I won't let your pitiful attempt on my life be held against you~<3)
>Ragal without vehicles
"Let's follow the Ragal Trickle without any vehicles." Vehicles is a very official sounding word you think to yourself. Perhaps with enough pretending to be official you will be official. It's worth a try. "Well? Is that all? If so, let's get going." you order in an attempt to do just this.
"I think we have everything else under control. Yeah." Darvelle responds.
"Alright, let's get going." Malcolm says. You get a little angry at this considering you just said that, but manage to let it go.
Before long, you've managed to walk the entirety of the group to a very desolate piece of desert. You can still see the Ragal Trickle, but not much else.
"This looks like a good place for camp." Darvelle says.
"Uh, what's different about this place compared to the miles of desert in front of us?" Quill asks.
"It is getting dark." Malcolm comments.
"Yes, it is." Darvelles says as he works on setting up camp.
"Oookay. He didn't really answer me. Alrighty..." Quill says looking a little dejected.
"It's okay, Quill. He's justr weird like that. He likes you I swear..." you hear Georg try and comfort Quill as they walk off together to help Darvelle. You see that Sheera found one of the distinct feature this area has to offer and is currently sitting on it: more sand. The Catall brothers seem to have brought their poker table with them and have set it up. Actually, you're not sure if they ever put the poker table away... You're not quite sure where Begoul is though! You probably have time to talk with someone before it's time to got to bed.
Options:
> Talk to Darvelle
> Talk to Quill and Georg
> Attempt to talk to Sheena
> Find Malcolm
> Find Begoul
> Other??
"Let's follow the Ragal Trickle without any vehicles." Vehicles is a very official sounding word you think to yourself. Perhaps with enough pretending to be official you will be official. It's worth a try. "Well? Is that all? If so, let's get going." you order in an attempt to do just this.
"I think we have everything else under control. Yeah." Darvelle responds.
"Alright, let's get going." Malcolm says. You get a little angry at this considering you just said that, but manage to let it go.
Before long, you've managed to walk the entirety of the group to a very desolate piece of desert. You can still see the Ragal Trickle, but not much else.
"This looks like a good place for camp." Darvelle says.
"Uh, what's different about this place compared to the miles of desert in front of us?" Quill asks.
"It is getting dark." Malcolm comments.
"Yes, it is." Darvelles says as he works on setting up camp.
"Oookay. He didn't really answer me. Alrighty..." Quill says looking a little dejected.
"It's okay, Quill. He's justr weird like that. He likes you I swear..." you hear Georg try and comfort Quill as they walk off together to help Darvelle. You see that Sheera found one of the distinct feature this area has to offer and is currently sitting on it: more sand. The Catall brothers seem to have brought their poker table with them and have set it up. Actually, you're not sure if they ever put the poker table away... You're not quite sure where Begoul is though! You probably have time to talk with someone before it's time to got to bed.
Options:
> Talk to Darvelle
> Talk to Quill and Georg
> Attempt to talk to Sheena
> Find Malcolm
> Find Begoul
> Other??
Jeroen_Sol
Nothing reveals Humanity so well as the games it plays. A game of betrayal, where the most suspicious person is brutally murdered? How savage.
3885
I don't want this to die.
>Find Malcolm and talk about the good old days when you made a habit of kicking him in the nuts. (And the kiss. Never forget.)
>Find Malcolm and talk about the good old days when you made a habit of kicking him in the nuts. (And the kiss. Never forget.)
Mr_SuNa
50
Find Malcolm and talk about good old times
You look around, and sick of seeing sand, you decide it is time to mess with Malcolm (You haven't changed completely) You find him by the edge of camp staring at the horizon. "Look at that sunset." Malcolm says as you stop next to him.
"What about it?" You ask.
"I haven't seen many of these, I'm usually to busy fighting to enjoy one."
"Really? I usually watch all sunsets, not much else to do at dusk. My dad's usually working until dinner an hour after sunset and my friends were doing homework." You explain.
"Why weren't you doing homework then if your friends were?"
"Please, I never did homework."
"Never?"
"Not once."
"That's impossible, everyone's done homework at least once."
"Not me, those were the good old days."
You and Malcolm fall silent as you watch the last rays of light start to disappear. "Valerie, can I ask you a question?"
You smile and can't help but say; "As long as it doesn't lead to you kissing me again."
Malcolm sighs and then looks at you. "I'm going to ask anyway, what made you change so suddenly?"
"Change? Whatever do you mean?"
"How you were before. You know-"
"When I kicked you in the gonads?"
"Yeah, now you act s different. It's weird."
"Man, you were angry when I would hit you, now I try to change and be nicer, and you find it weird! I just can't please you!" You shout then hit him in the gonads and walk to your tent.
You wake up to the sound of ripping. You exit your tent, ready with your machete. You see this dark skinned guy and girl, probably in their late twenties, rummaging through food storage. They are dressed in tan robes with hoods, which were currently down. The man steps in front of the woman and holds his arm out in front of her defensively. You see he's ready to fight. Then you notice behind them is two children dressed similarly to the man and woman.
Options
-Let them take some food and leave in peace
-fight the man
-yell for help
You look around, and sick of seeing sand, you decide it is time to mess with Malcolm (You haven't changed completely) You find him by the edge of camp staring at the horizon. "Look at that sunset." Malcolm says as you stop next to him.
"What about it?" You ask.
"I haven't seen many of these, I'm usually to busy fighting to enjoy one."
"Really? I usually watch all sunsets, not much else to do at dusk. My dad's usually working until dinner an hour after sunset and my friends were doing homework." You explain.
"Why weren't you doing homework then if your friends were?"
"Please, I never did homework."
"Never?"
"Not once."
"That's impossible, everyone's done homework at least once."
"Not me, those were the good old days."
You and Malcolm fall silent as you watch the last rays of light start to disappear. "Valerie, can I ask you a question?"
You smile and can't help but say; "As long as it doesn't lead to you kissing me again."
Malcolm sighs and then looks at you. "I'm going to ask anyway, what made you change so suddenly?"
"Change? Whatever do you mean?"
"How you were before. You know-"
"When I kicked you in the gonads?"
"Yeah, now you act s different. It's weird."
"Man, you were angry when I would hit you, now I try to change and be nicer, and you find it weird! I just can't please you!" You shout then hit him in the gonads and walk to your tent.
You wake up to the sound of ripping. You exit your tent, ready with your machete. You see this dark skinned guy and girl, probably in their late twenties, rummaging through food storage. They are dressed in tan robes with hoods, which were currently down. The man steps in front of the woman and holds his arm out in front of her defensively. You see he's ready to fight. Then you notice behind them is two children dressed similarly to the man and woman.
Options
-Let them take some food and leave in peace
-fight the man
-yell for help
> Let them take some food
"Why don't you guys just take some food and go?" you suggest to them.
For a moment, they look at you hesitantly, then eventually start gathering up food. It doesn't take too long for them to skedaddle away after they've gotten some food.
"What the hell did you do that for?!" Malcolm exclaims. "You let them take so much food! We definitely don't have enough for everyone now."
You look around at everyone in the camp and then at your food supply. You... really did let them take way too much. There's a pitiful amount of food left - just enough to feed everyone once. That's only if you're conservative with rations though.
"Maybe we should go back to the village?" Quill suggests hesitantly.
"I think we can make it." Darvelle says.
Options:
> Continue on your way and ration appropriately
> Return to the town
> Make some people leave to return to town
> Other
"Why don't you guys just take some food and go?" you suggest to them.
For a moment, they look at you hesitantly, then eventually start gathering up food. It doesn't take too long for them to skedaddle away after they've gotten some food.
"What the hell did you do that for?!" Malcolm exclaims. "You let them take so much food! We definitely don't have enough for everyone now."
You look around at everyone in the camp and then at your food supply. You... really did let them take way too much. There's a pitiful amount of food left - just enough to feed everyone once. That's only if you're conservative with rations though.
"Maybe we should go back to the village?" Quill suggests hesitantly.
"I think we can make it." Darvelle says.
Options:
> Continue on your way and ration appropriately
> Return to the town
> Make some people leave to return to town
> Other
Jeroen_Sol
Nothing reveals Humanity so well as the games it plays. A game of betrayal, where the most suspicious person is brutally murdered? How savage.
3885
>With a new sense of responsibility, and knowing it is your fault there is not enough food anymore, ask Malcolm to help you find more food. Tell the others to continue, and that you'll meet up with them later.
Mr_SuNa
50
Find food with Malcolm's help
"I have an idea. how about M&M and I go find some more food?" You suggest
"Great idea, except we're in the middle of the desert!" Malcolm shouts.
"Well, there's bound to be some wildlife out here we could hunt."
"Mostly predators themselves that eat rodents that live out here." Some other person said.
"Is there an oasis or something around here?" You ask.
Malcolm pulls a map out from his back pocket and studies it. "Yeah there is. It will take about a day to reach it then meet back up with everyone else, but we can manage it."
"All right! Let's go!" You shout.
"Wait up! We have to take packs with us to carry what we find!" Malcolm shouts as he catches up to you. He hands you a big gray backpack and you two head into the desert.
Quickly getting bored with looking at sand, you start a conversation.
"So, do you care to tell me more about your history with Sephiroth?" You ask.
"Not particularly." He answers before speeding up.
You practically have to jog to catch up.
"Come on, tell me." You plead.
"Why?"
"Because the only other thing to do is stare at sand, so you might as well talk to me."
"But why about me? Why not about you?"
"I know all about me, but next to nothing about you."
"What if I wanted to know about you? Oh wait I already do. You have had everything handed to you without lifting your finger since you were born." With that Malcolm speeds up, forcing you to run so you couldn't talk.
Thanks to Malcolm's fast pacing you made it to the oasis in good time, mid afternoon. You were gasping for breath but Malcolm was barely sweating. This was the first time you had really seen how incredibly in shape he was, and you despised him for it. "Come on, we better hurry if we want to get a good haul before dark." He says with a smirk on his lips. He realized the same thing you had.
He kept to a strict silent policy whilst hunting. You got bored and started daydreaming, and before you knew it Malcolm had vanished. You wandered around for a bit trying to find him. You went to tak a step towards a giant tree you were examining when you couldn't move. You start panicking, thinking some monster in the woods was holding your pack, toying with you before you were eaten. You gave one more tug, and heard the bag rip. You tumbled to the ground and over an edge you had failed to see earlier. You rolled down the steep hill for what felt like forever before you came a stop.
With a groan you struggle back to your feet, feeling aches and pains all over. You have a sudden flash of horror as you imagine how worse it could have been if you were still wearing the towel. You silently thank yourself for deciding to put on the fatigues even if camouflage wasn't your style. Then a roar snaps you out of your clothing nightmare. Standing in front of you is a giant leopard, crouched, its green eyes peering into your soul. You reach for your machete to find it had fallen off of you during your tumble, along with the gun you were given.
You reach for the only other thing you have on you; the orb from the lab. But you aren't sure if it would stop this beast, but it was the best you had.
Options
-Hit the leopard with the orb
-Try to run away
-Other, are you gonna be kitty chow?
"I have an idea. how about M&M and I go find some more food?" You suggest
"Great idea, except we're in the middle of the desert!" Malcolm shouts.
"Well, there's bound to be some wildlife out here we could hunt."
"Mostly predators themselves that eat rodents that live out here." Some other person said.
"Is there an oasis or something around here?" You ask.
Malcolm pulls a map out from his back pocket and studies it. "Yeah there is. It will take about a day to reach it then meet back up with everyone else, but we can manage it."
"All right! Let's go!" You shout.
"Wait up! We have to take packs with us to carry what we find!" Malcolm shouts as he catches up to you. He hands you a big gray backpack and you two head into the desert.
Quickly getting bored with looking at sand, you start a conversation.
"So, do you care to tell me more about your history with Sephiroth?" You ask.
"Not particularly." He answers before speeding up.
You practically have to jog to catch up.
"Come on, tell me." You plead.
"Why?"
"Because the only other thing to do is stare at sand, so you might as well talk to me."
"But why about me? Why not about you?"
"I know all about me, but next to nothing about you."
"What if I wanted to know about you? Oh wait I already do. You have had everything handed to you without lifting your finger since you were born." With that Malcolm speeds up, forcing you to run so you couldn't talk.
Thanks to Malcolm's fast pacing you made it to the oasis in good time, mid afternoon. You were gasping for breath but Malcolm was barely sweating. This was the first time you had really seen how incredibly in shape he was, and you despised him for it. "Come on, we better hurry if we want to get a good haul before dark." He says with a smirk on his lips. He realized the same thing you had.
He kept to a strict silent policy whilst hunting. You got bored and started daydreaming, and before you knew it Malcolm had vanished. You wandered around for a bit trying to find him. You went to tak a step towards a giant tree you were examining when you couldn't move. You start panicking, thinking some monster in the woods was holding your pack, toying with you before you were eaten. You gave one more tug, and heard the bag rip. You tumbled to the ground and over an edge you had failed to see earlier. You rolled down the steep hill for what felt like forever before you came a stop.
With a groan you struggle back to your feet, feeling aches and pains all over. You have a sudden flash of horror as you imagine how worse it could have been if you were still wearing the towel. You silently thank yourself for deciding to put on the fatigues even if camouflage wasn't your style. Then a roar snaps you out of your clothing nightmare. Standing in front of you is a giant leopard, crouched, its green eyes peering into your soul. You reach for your machete to find it had fallen off of you during your tumble, along with the gun you were given.
You reach for the only other thing you have on you; the orb from the lab. But you aren't sure if it would stop this beast, but it was the best you had.
Options
-Hit the leopard with the orb
-Try to run away
-Other, are you gonna be kitty chow?
OH MY GOD, A LEOPARD! I-I don't know...! :
-Hit the leopard with the orb
Please orb, don't fail me...
-Hit the leopard with the orb
Please orb, don't fail me...
I hope this pleases you, Ilan~
>Hit the leopard with the orb
Unsure of what else you could do, you throw the orb at the leopard. It rears back as you throw the orb at it and and pounces. Before it gets too far, the orb makes solid contact with the Leopard's face and bursts! The small jungle decoration within the orb seems to almost float for a second then, before your eyes, it slowly grows. You feel like you're floating for a second then realize that a tree is growing beneath you. Looking around, you see there are also trees growing in what seems to be a large circle around you. The circle of trees are so big and so tall you can see the city in the distance. The leopard seems to have disappeared in the thick jungle that's grown. You peer down from your tree and see layers of tree canopy below. A few trees over, you see Malcolm desperately flailing around on a branch. He's been hooked by his backpack and is dangling with his face away from you. You notice a host of large fruits that are jiggling about and long sturdy vines thick enough to walk on connecting all of the trees. Suddenly, you realize you've lost your phone, and by extension, Cashmera!
Options:
> Walk on a vine to save Malcolm
> Try touching a fruit
> Skate on a vine like Tarzan to Malcolm
> Immediately begin searching for Cashmera
> Other
>Hit the leopard with the orb
Unsure of what else you could do, you throw the orb at the leopard. It rears back as you throw the orb at it and and pounces. Before it gets too far, the orb makes solid contact with the Leopard's face and bursts! The small jungle decoration within the orb seems to almost float for a second then, before your eyes, it slowly grows. You feel like you're floating for a second then realize that a tree is growing beneath you. Looking around, you see there are also trees growing in what seems to be a large circle around you. The circle of trees are so big and so tall you can see the city in the distance. The leopard seems to have disappeared in the thick jungle that's grown. You peer down from your tree and see layers of tree canopy below. A few trees over, you see Malcolm desperately flailing around on a branch. He's been hooked by his backpack and is dangling with his face away from you. You notice a host of large fruits that are jiggling about and long sturdy vines thick enough to walk on connecting all of the trees. Suddenly, you realize you've lost your phone, and by extension, Cashmera!
Options:
> Walk on a vine to save Malcolm
> Try touching a fruit
> Skate on a vine like Tarzan to Malcolm
> Immediately begin searching for Cashmera
> Other
Jeroen_Sol
Nothing reveals Humanity so well as the games it plays. A game of betrayal, where the most suspicious person is brutally murdered? How savage.
3885
>Malcolm can take care of himself. Immediately start searching for Cashmera. I mean, priorities, am I right?
Awww.. okay!
Jeroen_Sol
Nothing reveals Humanity so well as the games it plays. A game of betrayal, where the most suspicious person is brutally murdered? How savage.
3885
^I am also okay with this.
Mr_SuNa
50
search for Cashmera
You yell her name, but don't get a response. You'll have to do this the hard way. You climb down the tree and search the floor of this new jungle near the tree. Just when you're about to give up you hear "My Milkshake brings all the Boys to the Yard" coming from underneath a fern. You reach underneath it and grab your phone.
"I thought I was going to be lost forever!" Cashmera shouts. Your joyous reunion is cut short by a familiar growl. Your feline problem wasn't over. To your surprise however, another growl comes out of the darkness and english comes out of your phone. "She's mine. Mine not yours, leave me alone. She's mine."
You almost forgot about your animal translator on your phone.
options:
-talk to the leopard
-call for help
-run
-other what are you gonna do? How are you gonna do it?
You yell her name, but don't get a response. You'll have to do this the hard way. You climb down the tree and search the floor of this new jungle near the tree. Just when you're about to give up you hear "My Milkshake brings all the Boys to the Yard" coming from underneath a fern. You reach underneath it and grab your phone.
"I thought I was going to be lost forever!" Cashmera shouts. Your joyous reunion is cut short by a familiar growl. Your feline problem wasn't over. To your surprise however, another growl comes out of the darkness and english comes out of your phone. "She's mine. Mine not yours, leave me alone. She's mine."
You almost forgot about your animal translator on your phone.
options:
-talk to the leopard
-call for help
-run
-other what are you gonna do? How are you gonna do it?
