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The Colosseum!

Jarred watched the fight from his cell. Even though the fight hadn't started yet he watched with stress. He was terrified more so now knowing there would be no chance of tag team with another one of the people. Jarred sat in his cell and tried to calm himself by thinking of the good things that have happened in his life.

Junkyard

"Wait! Idea I have!" Skavard said excitedly he was going to ask about starting a symbiotic bond like he had heard from others of his kind.
" I can stick to your limbs. Make you strong! You have bones I do not. With bones we both get stronger! Lift metal box vehicles! Cabbage?" Skavard said this his excitement made him mess up on quite a few words such as the last one which he meant to say 'yeah?' Instead of cabbage.
"I also make you able to grapple! With my arms!" He said as he demonstrated the stretching ability of his limbs as he reached out really far and grabbed a can. He hoped Davon would agree.

Junkyard

Sorry for the short post. So tired.

Junkyard

"Well Me Davon I don't actually know my way back but I will once the summer comes to a close. That when the elders send out the pheromone signals" he said into Davons mind as he still rubbed his leg. It hurt quite a bit still but not as much as before. When asked about the spear Skavard said "the wire is used for conducting. Here watch" he said as he held out his arm waiting for him to give it to him.

Junkyard

I just posted again. I hope that's ok.

I just love this rp :D

Junkyard

If Skavard could smile he would have.
"I did talk. Sort of. Telepathy. Pretty cool. Right?"
He said making pauses in between thoughts due to the pain still in his leg. It hurt more than anything he remembers so he rubbed it with his arm which stretched down and rapped around the wound which was starting to turn red.
After hearing the man introduce himself as Davon the human from Mars Skavard proceeded to introduce himself "I am Skavard Hunter from the town of 1800 Now."
He said this better than his precious words due to his hand soothing the pain in his tentacle. He liked this Davon a human from Mars although his last name seemed peculiar to Skavard due to its length and being made up of diffrent words. When the Davon made a comment about language Skavard replied "I learnt Anglush from books dumped here" he said.
Skavard made a odd howling wind sound as he laughed when the other man laughed about his lack of bones which he enjoyed. His species didn't usually laugh beacuse his kind weren't very good comedians so thus laughter was praised in his culture.
"So Dacon a human from mars how did you get onto my planet. Wait let me guess. Your a murderer! No wait. A insane man who got dumped here beacuse your government didn't want to pay for you to be in an asylump." Skavard said through telepathy.
Though Skavard knew lots of the human language he messed up quite a few words.

Junkyard

Skavard had passed out after getting his leg stuck in a cursed trap probably set by some alien scoundrel trying to catch some food. Today started like any other day in the junkyard with Skavard roaming around looking around for something to hunt but like the last few days he hadn't found a speck of food. Not even a rodent.
After walking for half of the day Skavard decided to take a break on the piles of garbage to recollect his thoughts. Skavard sat there for hours thinking about what to do next until the elders call him back to the town. After being at peace with his plan of action on surviving he got up but immediately fell back down after the trap clamped around his leg. After a while he passed out from shock and that brings things back around to the beginning.

After a while a sound brought Skavard back to life and he looked over to the voice and saw a human coming towards him and was about to panic but didn't after he realized he seemed to be trying to get him out of the trap. The man had passed him some food which he took graciously and picked out the meat parts of the food and gave back the more plant based parts. Skavard didn't really listen to the man as he talked due to him still recovering from the shock of the trap but after he finally got his wits about he heard the man ask for a thank you to which Skavard replied in the mans mind "Thank you so much. I would have died out here if it weren't for you. I owe you my life" and as he realized that his foot was unstuck Skavard got to his feet but fell down again due to the pain still in his foot.

Junkyard

I'm no father but maybe it could be that your son needs to burp? I'm just assuming here that he's a baby considering usually if a toddler is crying they muster out a few words.

Junkyard

Maybe with the whole plant thing the plants could have adapted to blend in with the garbage. Like one could release pollen from something that looks like a garbage bag or plastic bag.

Junkyard

Might be a case of different timezones it one in the morning here.