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Double-You, Em Be Kyew
- Jan 25, 2009
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-Tyre-
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Tyre stared disapprovingly at Jet, Storm, and Solar, but was quickly interrupted by Raine, the Slowpoke. "Why is everybody so relaxed! We're on the brink of destruction from Zigaram, why are we surfing and making jokes!?"
Tyre turned towards him and just stared for a few moments before replying. "That's what we're discussing at the fire tonight. We were just trying to get to know each other-- today is the first day of the Rebel Group's existence, so none of us know each other yet. We were just bonding today so we can assist each other better in battle." He paused for a moment. "I think I might've heard your voice earlier, but you were quiet, and I didn't hear you at first. I'm sorry."
He looked at the Bulbasaur, almost vacantly, but turned away, figuring he would be introduced soon enough. In the meantime, he started walking towards the forest. "I'm gonna go look for some flint or other reactive rock so we can get a spark for the kindling that Storm and Jet collected."
Th forest seemed nearly devoid of life-- he saw an Oddish dash by every once and a while. Every time he saw one, it looked as if it was in a hurry, which made him curious about what they were doing. I'll figure it out later, he thought. It's probably not incredibly important.
After about half an hour of searching, Tyre found a slab of flint, covered in moss, by the foot of a tree. "Take Down!" he cried, as he charged into the rock. Because of his hard and massive build charging it so fast, it began to break loose. He did the attack again, and a sizable chunk fell off-- more than enough to start a fire. Using his horn, he hoisted it onto his back and made his way back to camp, not without curious eyes from several of the Oddish.
"I found some flint," he announced as he returned. He carried it over to the fire pit where the kindling was piled, and began heating it up. "Horn Drill!" he exclaimed, and the horn on his forehead spun faster and faster, until it was going to fast, it might as well have been a blur. He lowered his head to the rock, and a spark fell off at once. He stopped using Horn drill and exhaled at it, creating just enough wind to carry int onto the kindling. It immediately caught fire. "Anyone want to help me out with this?" he called out, not to anyone in particular. "I'm good at starting fires, but not doctoring them up."
Ooc:
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-Tyre-
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Tyre stared disapprovingly at Jet, Storm, and Solar, but was quickly interrupted by Raine, the Slowpoke. "Why is everybody so relaxed! We're on the brink of destruction from Zigaram, why are we surfing and making jokes!?"
Tyre turned towards him and just stared for a few moments before replying. "That's what we're discussing at the fire tonight. We were just trying to get to know each other-- today is the first day of the Rebel Group's existence, so none of us know each other yet. We were just bonding today so we can assist each other better in battle." He paused for a moment. "I think I might've heard your voice earlier, but you were quiet, and I didn't hear you at first. I'm sorry."
He looked at the Bulbasaur, almost vacantly, but turned away, figuring he would be introduced soon enough. In the meantime, he started walking towards the forest. "I'm gonna go look for some flint or other reactive rock so we can get a spark for the kindling that Storm and Jet collected."
Th forest seemed nearly devoid of life-- he saw an Oddish dash by every once and a while. Every time he saw one, it looked as if it was in a hurry, which made him curious about what they were doing. I'll figure it out later, he thought. It's probably not incredibly important.
After about half an hour of searching, Tyre found a slab of flint, covered in moss, by the foot of a tree. "Take Down!" he cried, as he charged into the rock. Because of his hard and massive build charging it so fast, it began to break loose. He did the attack again, and a sizable chunk fell off-- more than enough to start a fire. Using his horn, he hoisted it onto his back and made his way back to camp, not without curious eyes from several of the Oddish.
"I found some flint," he announced as he returned. He carried it over to the fire pit where the kindling was piled, and began heating it up. "Horn Drill!" he exclaimed, and the horn on his forehead spun faster and faster, until it was going to fast, it might as well have been a blur. He lowered his head to the rock, and a spark fell off at once. He stopped using Horn drill and exhaled at it, creating just enough wind to carry int onto the kindling. It immediately caught fire. "Anyone want to help me out with this?" he called out, not to anyone in particular. "I'm good at starting fires, but not doctoring them up."
Ooc:
2/7
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