Next deadline: Friday, February 24th at 11:49 EST
Dann Tuggles aka Dizzre
Ryu89 and RedSunEternal both swim to their respective islands, building [strength] and [health]. RedSunEternal manages to cap out at [all of the strength] again, for the second time. Literally a cheater, and the theme music in his head would’ve been awesome, except his head was horribly out of tune. Once they got on shore, they both immediately set out to explore, except ended up falling asleep face-first in sand instead. Contrary to popular belief, swimming two whole days is exhausting.
Anthcul158 prepares for the great journey ahead, thinking of literally everything – even though others seem to have been surviving on absolutely nothing! Thankfully, the islands tended to reward people who were prepared over those who just fumbled around. As she examined the gems she had collected, she realized they were all sorts of things – a couple pearls, emeralds, rubies, diamonds, sapphires, etc. The etc. was important as several people on the island were looking for specific gems for various reasons, and etc. was a nice way of covering those without literally listing every possible gem. Regardless, they were shiny!
Leocrow decided that eating things was awesome, and immediately downed all of his potions, candy and bread. Perhaps he wasn’t so different from the guard on initial island, who had done roughly the same thing multiple times over, except that LeoCrow apparently liked eating rocks, a trait often associated with that special kid in your kindergarten class. Imbued with the power of the gods, and/or a really intense sugar rush, LeoCrow spent the day running around, increasing his agility so drastically that he gained [all the agility] and some [health] too! As a wonderful side effect of chugging a whole bunch of everything, at the end of the day LeoCrow had entirely too easy of a time reclaiming his swallowed stone, but hey, at least he had taught it a lesson.
The guard listened to captainawesome’s explanation very intently before responding.
Fortunately, it seemed that the guard really didn’t care that much about not letting anyone past, and even though captainawesome’s lies were horrible, awful, terrible, when he pulled out a piece of paper from the pouch (which was coincidentally just covered in scribbles) the guard assumed it was some sort of document and kind of just gave up. This transaction took up most of captainawesome’s turn, and he almost made it to the island but wouldn’t actually land there until the very start of his next turn.
Several others spend their day examining mysterious powers or practicing the practical. UnfinishedDestiny feels the [mysterystuff] swell as small cackles of electricity jolt from his hands, slowly linking his mind to that of his zappy companion. Vaclav practices on a combination of the [arts] and [agility], though every time he thought he had lost the damned stone it appeared right behind him! Either that, or maybe all stones just look alike. Mike Burns practices revenge [combat] while Hawkers89 practices [???], some strange ghost property. Dann Tuggles started building himself Tuggles HQ high atop the steps (not steppes) of the island. Loose Lips managed to catch about [100 fish], while easily scouting the location of the various team ships, partially by sailing by them, partially by just checking the map which everyone had access to I mean seriously duh. Knave manages to place enough signs on his island that it would literally be impossible to enter the island without knowing the law, exactly how he wanted it. Now nobody would even think to wear clothes on his island. He used the rest of the time to start gathering supplies for future construction. Meanwhile, an9 starts digging a decently sized hole, possibly preparing for something, or possibly just a digging fanatic.
Rayner opens his pouch while thinking about punching, and the pouch acknowledges the greatness of his own hands as the ultimate unarmed path. His hands suddenly felt several times as strong as they had before, and he went to test out his new powers by tree punching. Feeling the energy swelling through his fists, he was suddenly overwhelmed by a need to shout at the tree.
With a single strike, the center of the tree gnarled clockwise and splintered, sending cracks up and down the tree. This awesome new power could only be explained as the power of a former professional basketball player manifested with passion into the clenched fists before him. Though he knew his training wasn’t complete, Rayner couldn’t help but feel his [combat] and [unarmed] had made incredible progress. A bit proud of himself, Rayner struck a pose dramatically on a cliff facing out over the ocean. “Come on and slam,” he declared to the universe, “and welcome to the jam.”