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| Shapeshifter Isle Chapter 29; a normal day | |
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| VenomousDragon | Dec 18 2013, 12:17 AM Post #1 |
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Smack! "Wakey wakey, princess im not done with you, you still havent answered my question" Dave says jokingly to one of the survivors of the brawl we had earlier his jaw was broken though so progress was pretty slow and he seemed to be in shock because he kept passing out "Hey Dave, im gonna go get my shit from my camp, Im tired of running around shirtless. I might also pay Morris a bit of a visit, mind keeping an eye on John? I dont want him eating something from that camp, place is gross and i dont want him getting sick" I yell from the other side of camp "Yeah sure, what are friends for eh?" he replys exhaling a buff of smoke and then putting his smoke out on the guys foehead "Thanks" I holler back as I start on my way As I walk by Red he looks at me and mockingly says " You arnt the only one tired of you running around shirtless" "aww Red that cuts me deep, dont you think im pretty enough for it?" I reply he smirks slightly abd shaks his head at my nonesense "See ya later kid" Red says as i walk away, i wave without stopping or turning around. Its not long before I get back to my old camp but to my surprise there is already some kids there, young teens none of them over 15 by the looks of them. "The Fuck are you little shits doing here?" My voice surprises them and they all turn a look at me without saying a word, well except for one. "Why do care?" the kid says back with a notable tone of arrogance. "Because this is my camp and im not fond of a bunch of little pukes going through my stuff" I reply letting ny annoyance seep into my voice "How do we know your not just trying steal this stuff?" he replys without an once of fear in his voice "listen kiddies, put my shit down and leave and i wont hang from trees by your underwear" I say sighing, the younger ones find the mental image too much and start to laugh before putting my stuff down and leaving but some of the older ones stay, a little too cocky for there own good, a little too willing to test me. "Thats the stupidest threat i ever heard you dumbass" The same kid says I raise one of my eyebrows before smirking and exploding forward i grab the kid as he tries to run, then i wedgy him so bad his feet are clear off the ground, then i walk him over to a near by tree with a low broken branch and hang him from it. His friends uncontrolably laugh at him "Whos next?" I say turning around the kids that were holding my stuff drop it and run away, I hear a light thud behind and a soft oww "Youre a dick" he says rubbing his ass "get out of here kid, theres worse people on this island than me, just be happy you didnt run into one of them" I say without turning around as I put on my shirt "Believe me I know" he mutters before running off "Well then back to work" I think aloud Man this camp is nasty I think to myself as I walk with my stuff over my shoulder inside my emergency blanket that im using as a bag of sorts, suddenly I see someone familiar, I have to think for moment about his name, ive never been good at remembering names, then i recall it. "Hey Paul, you know where Morris is?" I call over to him "Yeah hes out fishing with Soren" he replies "How long ago did they head out?" I ask "couple hours ago" he answers "hmm, no point looking for them, Wheres he sleeping these days?" I say "Far eastside of the camp I think" he replies "Thanks" I say waving as i walk away Well atleast he seems to have settled in a cleaner part of this crap hole, I think to myself as i walk through the east side of the camp, luckily for me Morris spots me as he is returning from fishing and calls out "Nick! You havent been at your camp for a day or two, I was getting worried" "You dont have to worry about me, I can take care of myself" I call back "Follow me, our huts this way" he says "Our hut?" I ask raising an eyebrow "I'll explain when we get there, what are you doing with all your stuff? Plan on moving into the main camp?" he asks "No, Im moving into a camp not far from here, Dave and Red's camp if you have heard where that is" I answer "hmm, cant say I have. Anyway you know the fish here are very interesting, originally I thought the fish we were catching were new species of trout but it turns out that at least 1 species is a kind of exclusively fresh water salmon and there are atleast two species of crayfish, one is very similar to the ones you would find in Southern B.C. But there is another less abundant species that is a good deal larger, Oh there also seems to be some kind of fresh water crab" Morris says excitedly "Thats cool" I say feining interest "Its more than cool, its spectacular but anyway here we are" he says as we arrive at his hut im surprised to see a woman and a young girl (maybe 12 years old) there, I actually recognized the girl from the group of kids that had mobbed my former campsite, she regonized me as well "Your that guy who hung Elijah from that tree by his underpants!" she giggled I grimace inspite of myself knowing the look on my face prevents me from denying it, Morris shoots me a very unaproving look. "Its not as bad as it sounds" I feebily try to defend myself "we'll talk later about it later im sure, anyway this is Vanessa" he says pointing to the woman "and this is Becca" he says pointing to the young girl "Becca lost her father in the cruise ship crash and I have been helping them out"Morris explains "aww Morris you old softy, you got a heart of gold" I say in a tone Morris knows im using to mock him, looking at Vanessa I cant help but think he was perhaps motivated by more than just there plight, She isnt tall, probably 5'3'' is white had light brown hair, a curvy figure, with a bubble butt and decent pair of breasts, her daughter didnt look much like her however but that was because she was atleast half Mexican. Morris roles his eyes at me before asking me to stay for dinner, I agree of course. Vanessa turned out to be a really good cook even with what little we had to work with when it comes to preparing a good meal out here, her daughter wouldnt leave me the fuck alone though. Me and Morris chatted about what we had been up to the last couple days, I of course left out a great many details, After dinner I grabbed my bag and prepared to head out "Wait why dont you stay here tonight?" Morris ask "Yeah stay here!! Becca chimes in "No I gotta go, I left John back at camp and I already spent more time here than i planed.....plus this kid is annoying as all hell" I mutter the last part so they couldnt hear what I said "Thanks for the dinner Vanessa, I will try and stop by again when i can" and with that we waved to each other and I set off. It was nice, i thought to myself, nice because it felt....normal and with all that was happening I was really glad it was still possible to feel that way... Edited by VenomousDragon, Dec 18 2013, 01:24 AM.
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| VenomousDragon | Dec 18 2013, 12:20 AM Post #2 |
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Dont expect action, this here be character and well hidden plot developement
Edited by VenomousDragon, Dec 18 2013, 01:28 AM.
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| VenomousDragon | Dec 18 2013, 01:30 AM Post #3 |
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Also more nonchalant violence for me and Munfy |
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| Black Ice | Dec 18 2013, 04:31 AM Post #4 |
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I like it lol you hung a kid |
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| Munfy | Dec 18 2013, 04:36 AM Post #5 |
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Aww nothing like some nonchalant violence
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| Wild | Dec 18 2013, 11:02 AM Post #6 |
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very nonchalant indeed |
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| VenomousDragon | Dec 18 2013, 08:57 PM Post #7 |
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I thought someone was gonna comment on the geek with the hot chick cliche @BI the very saw kid you put on your big intimidation show for. |
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| Wild | Dec 18 2013, 09:07 PM Post #8 |
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^ well there's a difference between a highschool geek and a respected phd |
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| VenomousDragon | Dec 18 2013, 09:14 PM Post #9 |
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That is true, mind you a phd wont carry as much weight on the island as it does in our society |
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