Next Deadline: Tuesday, March 13th
Dann Tuggles aka Dizzre
While the teamless proceeded in their tasks, they could feel a chill run down their spines as elsewhere on the islands things were not quite as routine.
RedSunEternal kept working on his weapon, refining out the best of details. Striving for perfection was no easy task, however, and as he made his progress on the weapon his mind wandered to better, more awesome things. Mostly involving slam, and jam.
captainawesome continued to kick the chalk off of the island, thinking this was a great idea. Most people would’ve agreed with him, but whoever put the chalk there undoubtedly probably disagreed pretty wholeheartedly. captainawesome did notice the entire seperate paragraph pointing him out, so there was absolutely no way he would go unnoticed. Hopefully this wouldn’t have any horrible, story related consequences.
LooseLips continued to gather materials, noting that he could make about one recipe’s worth of materials in a given day. At this rate, he should be finished in just a handful of days.
While Dann Tuggles filled his box with water, carrying it up to his shelter and preparing his wooden tools, he felt a sense of pride and accomplishment in his work. Ores, he assumed, would be in any of the steps if he simply mined into them. To confirm this, he did a bit of prospecting and was positive he’d be able to find what he needed.
As Hawkers89 floated back to Mike Burns, he arrived very badly injured. Worried, Mike Burns tries to help Hawkers89 but isn’t really sure how to. Mike Burns notes that his pack has a shovel, a surfboard, and some ink, but any other miscellany he had found along the way had possibly gotten lost during his travels – at least he had what mattered – his good friend, Hawkers89.
Ryu89 finished swimming to the island, feeling a bit stronger for the trip. Upon pulling himself into the island that is entirely a mountain, underwater, that has been hollowed out and is an excellent place to mine and such, he notices a golem working on building a forge inside of the mountain, as well as several mini-golems.
anthcul158 explored the island, but didn’t want to wander too far into the spiral of the woods. There wasn’t too much on the island to explore outside of the cave and the spiral forest, so she decided to try and approach the slime king in the friendliest manner she could, considering neither spoke the other’s language. The slime king seemed infinitely amused that someone would try and be friendly with it, and blobbed up and down happily. As a king over nothing but slime, he offered her a gift for her kindness, the only gift he could – small tiny blob to protect her on her journey, and learn from her so that maybe one day the slimes and the people would be able to communicate.