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Hnnng, things are happening and I wanna get back in but I can't yet!
Forest was sleeping, he liked sleep. The city wasn't the swamps or forests that have become his name. No the forests were quiet, only the sound of rustling leaves and the speedy feet of deer or squirrels... Forest liked squirrels. Swamps were good too, not better than forests but ok. The ground wasn't as nourishing as the forests were and the beetles would try to bite into him as he slept the days away. Plus the crickets would make a lot of noise, not that it was a bad noise but Forest just liked the serene calm that forests had. With a little shake Forest was roused by the sounds of two men arguing and the unmistakable "thunk" of shovels cutting into earth.
Aroused from his sleep, punched his arm out of the dirt and began to drag himself out of his shallow grave. Changing from what looked like a bush, which looked quite odd in a cemetery, to his usual titanic frame. His arrival must have scared the men because as soon as he showed up the two began to yell in a language he didn't know, perhaps Russian? Either way they stopped their grave robbery and shakily took out their guns, fear very evident in their voices. Deciding that this would be easier if they just ran away, Forest stomped his feet and roared at the pair. A trick he learned dealing with bears. The roar was a cacophony of sounds that could mostly be summed up as the sound of a dragon, a revving up car, and a large man all making noise at the same time.
The effect was less then stellar. While it did scare the two, one even releasing the foul fertilizer that comes from man, they began to fire their guns at Forest. The bullets had no effect really, just denting some wood that would quickly heal in a minute or two, but the fire that came from the muzzles frightened Forest and he panicked. In a swift motion, Forest swung his giant arms and smacked one man and he flew far, hitting one of the big rock houses that dead people live in. With the other man still firing, Forest brought his arm down and crushed the remaining man. However with the fire done with what was left was fear and more panic.
Forest did a bad, just like the man told him not to do. Pacing around, Forest tried to find a way to solve the problem. Not knowing what to do, Forest did the only thing he could do. He yelled. With a great effort, Forest yelled and yelled until he saw lights all around flick on. There was no way that someone wouldn't call the blue men now, guns shots happened all the time but Forest doubted that they had heard him before. With that problem taken care of, maybe, Forest had to find a new place to stay. He couldn't go to the park, after the green lady was there the plants were mean and the soil made his head fuzzy. With no other choice at hand, Forest went back to his old hole and hid away.
As he sat there, Forest idly felt inside of himself and pulled out the little machine the man bat gave him. The man bat told him to call if he was in trouble, but Forest didn't know how to do that. At a loss as to what to do, Forest did as much as any giant plant manchild would do and just hugged it close. If he hugged hard enough than maybe the man bat would come and help him like he did before.
Aroused from his sleep, punched his arm out of the dirt and began to drag himself out of his shallow grave. Changing from what looked like a bush, which looked quite odd in a cemetery, to his usual titanic frame. His arrival must have scared the men because as soon as he showed up the two began to yell in a language he didn't know, perhaps Russian? Either way they stopped their grave robbery and shakily took out their guns, fear very evident in their voices. Deciding that this would be easier if they just ran away, Forest stomped his feet and roared at the pair. A trick he learned dealing with bears. The roar was a cacophony of sounds that could mostly be summed up as the sound of a dragon, a revving up car, and a large man all making noise at the same time.
The effect was less then stellar. While it did scare the two, one even releasing the foul fertilizer that comes from man, they began to fire their guns at Forest. The bullets had no effect really, just denting some wood that would quickly heal in a minute or two, but the fire that came from the muzzles frightened Forest and he panicked. In a swift motion, Forest swung his giant arms and smacked one man and he flew far, hitting one of the big rock houses that dead people live in. With the other man still firing, Forest brought his arm down and crushed the remaining man. However with the fire done with what was left was fear and more panic.
Forest did a bad, just like the man told him not to do. Pacing around, Forest tried to find a way to solve the problem. Not knowing what to do, Forest did the only thing he could do. He yelled. With a great effort, Forest yelled and yelled until he saw lights all around flick on. There was no way that someone wouldn't call the blue men now, guns shots happened all the time but Forest doubted that they had heard him before. With that problem taken care of, maybe, Forest had to find a new place to stay. He couldn't go to the park, after the green lady was there the plants were mean and the soil made his head fuzzy. With no other choice at hand, Forest went back to his old hole and hid away.
As he sat there, Forest idly felt inside of himself and pulled out the little machine the man bat gave him. The man bat told him to call if he was in trouble, but Forest didn't know how to do that. At a loss as to what to do, Forest did as much as any giant plant manchild would do and just hugged it close. If he hugged hard enough than maybe the man bat would come and help him like he did before.
Durus looked at Tessa and the wolf and made an apology, "I am sorry, this cursed armor... it makes me forget who I am. Especially in the heat of battle. And no lady Tessa, I will not need your healing." Durus knew that once the metal cooled down, any damage that had occurred would be dealt with. Knowing that while the armor keeps him prisoner it also keeps him alive. Like a sick warden. However that became sting of thoughts became moot once the Wolf talked of guards.
Placing the sword in its sheath, Durus said "There is a gate to the north that we could go through, its how I got into this blasted city. It is seldom used and poorly guarded, it'll be the death of this city but for now it shall be our salvation." With that Durus began to head in that direction, the fight had dislodged some information but from experience he knew that he had now forgotten something. Damned armor. Lost in his hateful broodings, Durus was knocked out of it with the sound of sizzling. Jolting to attention, Durus found that it was starting to rain and the armor was beginning because of it. If they continued on their way it wouldn't be a problem... hopefully.
Placing the sword in its sheath, Durus said "There is a gate to the north that we could go through, its how I got into this blasted city. It is seldom used and poorly guarded, it'll be the death of this city but for now it shall be our salvation." With that Durus began to head in that direction, the fight had dislodged some information but from experience he knew that he had now forgotten something. Damned armor. Lost in his hateful broodings, Durus was knocked out of it with the sound of sizzling. Jolting to attention, Durus found that it was starting to rain and the armor was beginning because of it. If they continued on their way it wouldn't be a problem... hopefully.
Yeah sorry bout not posting, we are getting ready to move and I haven't had as much time as I would like to spend time on this site. I'll get some stuff in the works for ya pretty soon.
Edits have been made, I find them much better now. Hopefully its a little better than the last version.
Gonna do some editing on my society, I have a better idea of what I want to do with them.
Longest post yet and its about making grilled cheese. [exasperated sigh]
Breakdown- Dave's Apartment- Fairy
As Sarah lead Momo to her closet, Dave was busy in the kitchen making dinner. Since he had broke the pot earlier in the day he couldn't make spaghetti like he wanted to but he had other things he could cook. Plus, Dave wasn't no loser who couldn't cook for themselves. On the contrary Dave was working to become a chef before his powers kicked in and while a new calling grabbed his heart, he would always be passionate about cooking. Now, Dave looked through the pantry and the fridge, finding the ingredients to one of his favorite meals.
Now it wasn't the best ingredients he could get, the tomato soup came from a can and the cheese from one of those bags with individual slices separated. But he could work with this, he just needed to roll up his sleeves. Checking to see if his gloves were engaged and satisfied to find they were, Dave went to the sink and washed his "hands" and got to work. Opening two cans of tomato soup and putting them in a small pot, Dave let it simmer before moving to the grilled cheeses. It was now that Dave was faced with a choice, there were two types of bread he could use. Dave had wanted to use the Shokupan for awhile now but he hadn't enough knowledge on it to know if it would grill good enough, plus the slices were pretty thick. Then there was good ol sourdough. Stumped, Dave decided to stick with the devil he knew and grabbed the sourdough.
Spreading out the slices, Dave spread butter on one side and then put the cheese slices on the other before putting them both on a pan to cook. Setting a lid over the pan to let things cook, Dave stepped back and let his thoughts drift to what happened today. Dave knew his powers weren't good, they were definitely bad guy super powers. Hell, Dave couldn't even touch anything without it turning to dust and plus even on his lowest levels he disintegrated a large part of a wall. If it had hit a normal guy his skin would have probably just disappear if the whole guy didn't just poof out of existence. Yup, these were bad powers... Just like those guys from the t.v. said. With a sigh Dave stepped out of thinking and checked the sandwiches, finding them a nice golden brown he flipped them over.
A couple minutes later the sandwiches were done and the soup was hot. Taking out two plates and bowls, Dave placed the bowels in the center of the plates and the grilled cheeses on the side of the bowls. Adding the soup and a crack of pepper in each, Dave brought out the food and placed one if front of Momo and got the usual "I already ate." from Sarah. Sitting down himself Dave took a second to get a look at Momo, quite frankly she was adorable. With the clothes just a tad to big it gave her a look almost like a puffy dog or something but a little closer look and Dave saw she was as red as a beet, almost guaranteed to have came from Sarah.
"Hey D-Dave, it smells delicious." Momo said, pretty politely he might add. Dave puffed with pride, living with a snarky android and having no taste buds himself put his confidence in his cooking pretty low at the moment and getting at least some positive feedback was a nice change of pace. Giving his thanks, Dave decided to ignore her blush for her sake and said "Do you say prayer at your house? We don't usually do it here but you know, whatever you wanna do." Dave had never been one for religion, having been born from a scientist. That's not to say that they never said prayer, it was more of a skepticism then actual refusal that god was real. Dave and his dad were under the same impression, some things man just can't know.
As Sarah lead Momo to her closet, Dave was busy in the kitchen making dinner. Since he had broke the pot earlier in the day he couldn't make spaghetti like he wanted to but he had other things he could cook. Plus, Dave wasn't no loser who couldn't cook for themselves. On the contrary Dave was working to become a chef before his powers kicked in and while a new calling grabbed his heart, he would always be passionate about cooking. Now, Dave looked through the pantry and the fridge, finding the ingredients to one of his favorite meals.
Now it wasn't the best ingredients he could get, the tomato soup came from a can and the cheese from one of those bags with individual slices separated. But he could work with this, he just needed to roll up his sleeves. Checking to see if his gloves were engaged and satisfied to find they were, Dave went to the sink and washed his "hands" and got to work. Opening two cans of tomato soup and putting them in a small pot, Dave let it simmer before moving to the grilled cheeses. It was now that Dave was faced with a choice, there were two types of bread he could use. Dave had wanted to use the Shokupan for awhile now but he hadn't enough knowledge on it to know if it would grill good enough, plus the slices were pretty thick. Then there was good ol sourdough. Stumped, Dave decided to stick with the devil he knew and grabbed the sourdough.
Spreading out the slices, Dave spread butter on one side and then put the cheese slices on the other before putting them both on a pan to cook. Setting a lid over the pan to let things cook, Dave stepped back and let his thoughts drift to what happened today. Dave knew his powers weren't good, they were definitely bad guy super powers. Hell, Dave couldn't even touch anything without it turning to dust and plus even on his lowest levels he disintegrated a large part of a wall. If it had hit a normal guy his skin would have probably just disappear if the whole guy didn't just poof out of existence. Yup, these were bad powers... Just like those guys from the t.v. said. With a sigh Dave stepped out of thinking and checked the sandwiches, finding them a nice golden brown he flipped them over.
A couple minutes later the sandwiches were done and the soup was hot. Taking out two plates and bowls, Dave placed the bowels in the center of the plates and the grilled cheeses on the side of the bowls. Adding the soup and a crack of pepper in each, Dave brought out the food and placed one if front of Momo and got the usual "I already ate." from Sarah. Sitting down himself Dave took a second to get a look at Momo, quite frankly she was adorable. With the clothes just a tad to big it gave her a look almost like a puffy dog or something but a little closer look and Dave saw she was as red as a beet, almost guaranteed to have came from Sarah.
"Hey D-Dave, it smells delicious." Momo said, pretty politely he might add. Dave puffed with pride, living with a snarky android and having no taste buds himself put his confidence in his cooking pretty low at the moment and getting at least some positive feedback was a nice change of pace. Giving his thanks, Dave decided to ignore her blush for her sake and said "Do you say prayer at your house? We don't usually do it here but you know, whatever you wanna do." Dave had never been one for religion, having been born from a scientist. That's not to say that they never said prayer, it was more of a skepticism then actual refusal that god was real. Dave and his dad were under the same impression, some things man just can't know.
Yeah, might as well post. Things have been super busy on my end, haven't had much time on my hands.
I've got a question, I'm still not 100% on how the turns work. I've been reading the rules but the gears aren't connecting you know?
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