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Fly home buddy. I work alone.
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If 93% of conversation is nonverbal, why don't more people shut up?
10 yrs ago
Legend says, if you hold your ear to a conch shell, you'll hear a conch shell.
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Diego had been running for what seemed like ages. Did this monster ever tire? Why was it chasing after him? He didn't even have a weapon! He needed someone to help him!
Player #13- CC

Suddenly, CC was looking down a long brick hallway. The hallway was empty except for four signs and some amusing graffiti at the far end. The leftmost sign had a large arrow pointing to the left, and a list of letters from A-M. The rightmost sign had a list of letters from N-Z. The lowermost sign said "English" however, someone had made a thick black line that crossed over the word with some spray paint and the words "CANADIANISH" underneath. The uppermost sign was the largest and had seven large letters displayed on it- "TEMPIRE"

Next to where someone had spray painted the words "Platform nine and three quarters!" with a colorful arrow, there was a large green door, the only visible door in the hallway. Above it were the words "Control Room."

Player #4- Chuck

"Aaahhhh... a Detattler... you work for the Wizard of the Ring, don't you? How else could you be a Detattler and have that eye? Now please, I know nothing of what the Wizard wants with be, but I insist you release my friend. Killing him will do no good. Aaahhhh... and do you really think I have just the two bodyguards? Why else would there be security cameras?" he then pointed to one of the security cameras mounted on the wall.

While the elf spoke, there was a faint scratching noise came from a metal cabinet in the corner of the room. It had been there faintly at first, but now its volume had intensified to the point where Chuck may be able to hear it.

Player #9- Nana

The backpack included:

-A set of car keys.
-An bulging envelope addressed to Nana
-A slingshot and some colorful stones
-Five rolls of duct tape
-A GPS (batteries not included D:)
-A rubber duck
-A book titled "Smokey's Spells 4 Dummies: Five Shocking Ways to Use Lightning!"
-A book titled "Russia: A History"

After she finished looking through her backpack, a young player approached her. "Hey! Thanks for helping us out. I'm the captain, Luke," he said, stretching out his had for her to shake, "we wouldn't have been able to win the tournament without you. Is there anything you need? We owe you; big time!"

Player #16-

Jack looked through his backpack to find:

-A tie dye sword hilt
-A twenty dollar coupon to "Phil and Donald's Signature Cole Slaw- Just Like Momma makes it!"
-A lime green sweater with Jack's name knitted on it
-An envelope addressed to Jack
-A laptop
-A golden stopwatch
-A book titled "Five Spiders and Where to Find Them"

Suddenly, Al came back wearing a suit, tie, and a fedora on his short black hair. "Hey! Ready to go? I see that the women gave those kids to you by the way, no problem, I'll let 'em stay with you. Let's go ahead and hop in the limo."
<Snipped quote by SpookySquid>
Hate to be picky with you but a tent 7ft2 would be only about 2m2, the size of a large shed; but a tent 7m2 would be almost 23ft2, the size of a small flat. For now I'm presuming it's 7m2, since CC deserves a nice flat of her own.

Presuming it is ft2/m2 that is, since the description just say how tall and wide it is, not how deep. It might be two-dimensional, like a magic doorway standing in the middle of the field.


Yes, it is 3 dimensional. You shall see why the size doesn't matter when I get home and I'm not using a Mobile device.
(Disregard the previous post about Jac) @Willow Breeze

Player #11- Jac

Jac was on a little row boat. It rocked gently from side to side giving her a wonderful view of the sunset. A tired looking seagull sat near Jac's feet. A small sailboat could be seen very far off in the distance, barely visible. In addition, there was a large wooden vessel to Jac's left, just within shouting distance. It had a large black flag with a scull and crossbones flapping in the wind, along with two dozen cannons lining the side of the vessel. To Jac's right sat a smaller white boat about half of the size of the pirate ship. It looked poorly equipped for battle and was clearly trying to avoid the incoming pirate ship. Even thought the white ship was motorized, it sputtered loudly and moved slower than the masted pirate ship. Jac realized the ship had a few different flags on it. Two oars sat next to Jac. If she didn't act fast, the pirate ship would catch up to her.

Player #13- CC

The package was barely torn open by CC before dark green fabric sprung out of the small shoe box sized package and onto the grass. Moments later, a tent with colors matching her charred backpack sprung from the box. The tent was more modernized then the circus tents that were designed to be changing rooms. However, nothing seemed particularly special about it, at least from the outside. It was barely taller than CC and the floor was about seven meters/ seven feet wide (it doesn't really matter which. They're basically the same thing. Not even important. Sorry my international friends; we United Statesians love to make things difficult for you.)

Player #16- Jack

Al smiled and nodded happily at Jack. "Of course! Of course! Anything good sir! Anything you would like! You saved my life! I am forever in your debt. You may stay in a private room within my yacht. Don't worry, It's stable and you won't get seasick," Al said, "allow me to get dressed and call my chauffeur." Al left with the women, giving time for Jack to inspect the backpack. However, before he could open it, the mother rushed up to Jack.

"Oh thank you so much! Oh goodness are you hurt? How can I ever repay you for saving me! I should have been more alert! Oh bless you! Thank you so much!" she blurted. Suddenly, the woman did something very peculiar. She called out suddenly, "Peter! Calla! Sam! Come here!" the children obediently ran to her. "I know it's not much," said the women, "but I want you to have them. It's the least I could do, really," the women turned away and left... wait... had she just given her children to Jack?

Player #4- Chuck

The elf's smile didn't waver as he listened to Chuck. When Chuck placed the glass eye down, Mateel picked it up carefully. "Aaahhhh interesting..." he said as he scraped his finger along the top of the glass eye. "Aaahhhh... you are clearly lying to me. I doubt any Zambian envoy would be trusted with this in their backpack..." said Mateel, his voice filled more with awe than anger. "One of the eyes. I never thought I would see one in my life...Aaahhhh... Yes..." Suddenly, the man tapped the glass lightly on his desk, causing a thin layer of glass... no... ice... to fall from it. Suddenly, the pupil began to move around.

"From the Great Wizard of the Ring... Aaahhhh..." suddenly, as if waking from a dream, Mateel snapped his focus back to Chuck and said sharply: "You have two choices... Aaahhhh... either leave this instant without your backpack, or allow Craleeti to escort you outside without your backpack. In short, we can do this the easy way or the hard way."

Player #9- Nana

"Give the poor girl some room!" someone said. A few people backed away as Nana felt behind her for her backpack, which had stayed on and intact. From the chatter of the crowd, Nana was able to figure out the vague details of what had happened. It seemed that it had been a rough game with lots of red cards (people being kicked out of the game) and penalties. The score was 8-6 (I don't watch soccer/ football much, but I've seen enough to know that any game with more than four goals is more rare than finding a good place to leave your wallet in a saw blade factory) when Nana entered and there were only two minutes on the clock, not nearly enough time for the pink team to score enough goals.

When Nana had fallen over, many thought that she had been tripped. So the ref had given the other player a red card. However, now that this man had been eliminated, the other team did not have enough players to continue to player. The other team had also received a penalty shot because Nana had interfered, however this was insignificant. Yes, these rules didn't seem to make sense, but perhaps the Echo World had different rules for Soccer (or football).
(Disregard the previous post about Jac) @Willow Breeze

(Working on the others)

Player #11- Jac

Jac was on a little row boat. It rocked gently from side to side giving her a wonderful view of the sunset. A tired looking seagull sat near Jac's feet. A small sailboat could be seen very far off in the distance, barely visible. In addition, there was a large wooden vessel to Jac's left, just within shouting distance. It had a large black flag with a scull and crossbones flapping in the wind, along with two dozen cannons lining the side of the vessel. To Jac's right sat a smaller white boat about half of the size of the pirate ship. It looked poorly equipped for battle and was clearly trying to avoid the incoming pirate ship. Even thought the white ship was motorized, it sputtered loudly and moved slower than the masted pirate ship. Jac realized the ship had a few different flags on it. Two oars sat next to Jac. If she didn't act fast, the pirate ship would catch up to her.

Player #13- CC

The package was barely torn open by CC before dark green fabric sprung out of the small shoe box sized package and onto the grass. Moments later, a tent with colors matching her charred backpack sprung from the box. The tent was more modernized then the circus tents that were designed to be changing rooms. However, nothing seemed particularly special about it, at least from the outside. It was barely taller than CC and the floor was about seven meters/ seven feet wide (it doesn't really matter which. They're basically the same thing. Not even important. Sorry my international friends; we United Statesians love to make things difficult for you.)
Gonna start working on post after I finish making dinner. TACO NIGHT :D
@SpookySquid

Hey Spooky, I'm sorry, but did you see what I posted earlier? It was updated before your post about Jac, but your post didn't make sense with the events that had happened for her... I could be missing something, but can you look at that? Thanks!


Oops... Yeah, I'll fix that late... that's what I get for posting past my bad time XD
Player #13- CC (sending you a country card)

Surprisingly, it was the younger blond haired girl that was sitting in the passenger seat that spoke up and talked about the country they were in. The old women provided a few of the details, yet the bearded man remained completely silent. The rough looking man had actually pulled out an umbrella, but was holding it open above the elderly women and not himself. He was the most soaked of everyone and water dripped from his messy beard.

They seemed to be exiting the jungle and the rain suddenly stopped. Suddenly they were in a large open field covered with grass. "Linus and I will get the game of croquet set up. The rest of you may change into dry clothes. I know that we were the only two who managed to stay dry." It seemed Linus was the man with they beard, because he got out of the jeep and followed the old women to the back of the truck to help gather the equipment for the game of croquet. His boots made large sploshing noises as he walked.

CC saw two tents in the distance. It seemed like those were the changing rooms. One was designated for men, and one for women. Just when things were looking up for CC, she discovered that each of the tents were sectioned into different changing rooms for each person by flaps hanging from the ceiling.

Player #16- Jack

The man was completely unprepared for Jack's tackle. He dropped the gun in the sand but stretched out a few fingers to grasp it from the ground. He wasn't trying to aim the gun at the children. He was trying to aim it at the man surrounded by beautiful women. "THE TEARS! THE BOWL OF TEARS!" shouted the man clutching the pistol with his hand. Suddenly, the man's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he dropped the gun. The people fishing near the hot dog stand started to scream. Suddenly, a police officer ran towards Jack. "What happened?" he asked, pulling out a gun of his own and aiming it towards Jack. "That man was trying to kill me!" said the man surrounded by women. He pointed to the man laying in the sand. "But this hero stopped him. I owe him my life."

The man got up and the women that were surrounding him followed. "You can go officer." The police officer put the gun down and then barked a few words into a radio. Moments later, the man that Jack had tackled was taken away. According to the paramedics, Jack hadn't killed him. The potential threat had died of malnutrition.

"So," said the man who was now beaming at Jack along with the women that were accompanying him, "I'm Al! It's nice to meet the man who saved my life! I owe you mister..."
"Yeah! Croquet!" said the two in unison. Then they both began explaining the rules of croquet. Soon they began arguing about the specifics and started to ignore CC and the blonde haired women.

"You see that? I told you those firemen had things under control," said the old women, who seemed to be talking more to the driver than CC.

"We don't need firefighters!" responded the drunken driver as he made a short series of sharp turns which caused CC's arms to bump away from the blonde. "It rains 99% of the time!" said the man. Suddenly as if on cue, there was a light drizzle.

The package opened, revealing a small slip of paper and a brass key. The paper was a note. It read:

Ms. Middleton,

I hope the contents of this backpack help you. I knew that this would be the one you would select! Unfortunately, it looks like your money was destined to burn, but hopefully the contents of the next package will make up for it. Feel free to sell the surfboard, but you may want to inspect it more closely before doing so. Try not to open the next package unless you are in an open area.

Your's truly,

A----

Before CC finished reading the letter, a rain drop fell onto the name, blotting out everything but the first letter. Suddenly, it began to rain even harder and the passengers became drenched. The blonde struggled to make enough room to move her arms and take off her jacket to use as a shield to protect her from the rain. The delay made her yellow shirt become wet and, to CC's delight, easy to see through. The blonde then lifted the red jacket slightly, clearly offering CC the cover from the rain.
The smaller of the two packages had no smell and made no noise as she shook it. The other one smelled like strawberries... and then oranges... and then... sawdust? The smell changed too frequently. The large package also made a clanging noise when she shook it. The smaller package also had a two extra words in small print written next to her name: "open first."

As she fiddled with the packages, the girl fiddled with a golden necklace wrapped around her neck and looked shyly at CC. One of the twins turned around and said, "don't mind her! She has just got trouble talking!" said the one. The two looked like they were about nine years old. "She only knows a few words, she just doesn't like to learn," says the other one. Suddenly they say in unison, "so are you going to play croquet with us?"

As they spoke, a firetruck which seemed to have materialized out of thin air appeared behind the jeep and started spraying water towards the fire.
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