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 Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 5:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 6:13 pm
Iwa slunk over to the fire, finding a stick to set part of it on fire. Swiftly, Iwa went off to a more private area, laying the stick down and then gathering flammable material from the other wrecked trains to keep it burning.
"It's getting dark...." the animal muttered, tossing some dried grass onto the pile as scrap metal kept it from burning out of control.
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 7:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 11:15 pm
THE MYSTERY WOMAN WHO WASN'T ON THE TRAIN AND HAS BEEN IN THE TRAIN GRAVEYARD FOR WHO KNOWS HOW LONG SOMEHOW MIRACULOUSLY GOT HERSELF ONTO THE TRAIN WHILE IT WAS TRAVELING THROUGH/TOWARDS THE TUNNEL (POSSIBLY FROM USING TELEPORTATION), KILLED KATHRINE WITHOUT ANYONE NOTICING HER, MADE HER WAY BACK TO THE TRAIN GRAVEYARD WITHOUT BEING SEEN (ALSO POSSIBLY FROM USING TELEPORTATION), AND IWA IS NEX-/shot because he has no say in this for not having joined and is also joking and should not be taken seriously
(I knew I should have joined this. These things [RPs] are always so interesting to me. I'll usually read through them and see what all is happening. I think the lack of RPing experience is probably why I decided not to, though. That and I doubt my ability of staying active.... xD)
(I'm not sure if I should even be posting in here.... Well, if need be, I'll delete my post.)
(Also, I have no idea why I'm using parenthesis right now, much less why I made three parenthesis sections, but I kinda feel it's necessary to do so while in here even though I'm not a part of the RP.)
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 11:44 pm
Noticing that the woman has discovered them, Iwa stood up tall on their back paws, trying to make thyself look as big as possible. It wasn't a very well tactic, seeing as how that only made Iwa a foot and a half tall.
With no scent glands like most skunks either, Iwa settled on trying to speak. "No!" the small animal cried, making sure that stick with the fire on it was in paw's reach. "I am Iwa! Iwa not food! Iwa not food!"
A.K.A.  This. I could not resist.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 6:39 pm
✿
I had forgotten about that. Thanks for the reminder.
✿ Seeing the fire starting to die down, Maren went in search of fuel. His plan? Work close, then slowly spread out. Going to one of the nearest train wrecks, he found a broken broom handle. Thought it was not much, he went back to the train.
He was about ten feet away when he saw a little skunk going to the fire, as if to put something on it. So there had been something there earlier. And by the looks of it, an unusual passenger, at that. Then, the woman turned on the animal with predatory movements. His bow and broken broom forgotten, Maren rushed over and scooped up the skunk, who was now protesting this attack on it with remarkably understandable words. Once he was sure he had a firm grip on the critter, he turned to the woman. "This skunk is no food of yours, but rather is my friend. Isn't that right, Iwa?" said Maren, using the name the skunk was calling itself. As for the friend bit, well, that may not exactly be true, but it would make his Lissie proud if she were still around.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 6:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 10:10 pm
Dia starred at the paper in shock. After a while her eyes rolled back in her head and fell to the floor, out cold.
(I don't know what else to do, at least I'm doing something.)
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 6:45 am
Locking her cabin she picked up one of the first aid kits she had found. An advanced medical kit for emergency. Including field surgical equipment, only of use - of course - in trained hands. But she's known this day was coming. With a sigh she headed for the room. First duty was to remove everyone from the room, dead corpses bred disease and illness, second was to deal with all wounds the passengers had sustained. Some of them would die soon enough, but until that time she better try and keep them alive.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 4:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 2:08 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 5:43 am
Not a single person had moved “Oh for goodness sakes!”
A flicker of movement outside the train distracted her from her lecture and caught Olivia’s eye in time for her to turn and see the Elf boy and a dirty woman scamper off into the dark. A frown creased her brow ‘I wasn’t aware of the woman on the train before. Then again I suppose I didn’t note all the travellers’.
Interrupted from her thoughts by a soft voice, Olivia turned her attention once more inside the cabin. With pursed lips she listened to the pale Tourist's weak protests that he was alright. “Regardless of your thoughts boy you will be coming with me and you will have that cut looked after” Olivia ordered in a tone that left no room for argument ‘not that he could put up any sort of logical case in that state anyway’ Glancing around the room she locked eyes with the other people and flexed her fingers against the reassuring weight of her weapon. “As I stated before, we need a first aid box...” A thud behind her caused Olivia to whirl around and confront the dirty girl who had just dropped what appeared a first aid box and ‘is that a skeleton hand?’ Giving a gulp Olivia nodded her thanks. Shuddering slightly Olivia pulled off the bones and had a look inside. Unlike the owner of the arm, the box appeared to have fared well and was nicely stocked.
Glancing at the flames in the distance Olivia made up her mind ‘we need warmth and fire if we are to make it through this’ Making an imperious gesture to the people inside the cabin she announced “We need to make it over to the fire, once there we will decide upon further action.” Walking over Olivia tossed the tourists arm over her shoulder and mumbled slightly at his weight ‘I’m too old for this ’she thought wearily. “Come along boy and don’t you two think about trying anything funny...”
Olivia had glanced back in time to see the Rat girl faint and resisted the urge to rub her eyes in exasperation. Irritation rising Olivia snapped at the Witty boy “Pick her up and follow” Thus Olivia started her hobbling journey to the fire while supporting the Tourist.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 9:58 am
*screams bloody murder* eek
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 8:02 pm
The trip to the fire was a short one, lengthened only by the fact that you were carrying someone and trying to work your way over debris.
20 minutes remain on the clock to save the fire.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 8:13 pm
  Yeah...sorry I haven't been posting. It's probably best to just count me out of this...I'm too busy to keep up with something like this right now.
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