@Temperance You teach him to do that?
Oh hell, we're gettin' lively now
I-- Mighta
I ain't eating anything I saw eat a berry earlier-- includes Brad-- so I'm out too. You sure the effort of draggin' him around alive is worth...
Aw, you're gonna hurt Brad's feelin's, he loves holdin' it and starin' into its eye/eyes or whatever-the-hell.
I deleted my fool message like an idiot, link me a wiki how to use this damn comm But I asked if y'all wanted to leave Sharkie at the spring...
...Well bad news, I struck out. Yams are all out of season-- Hang on, @Bradwynne what? I thought y'all had gone divin' for roots!
Where'd y'all get those sweet potatoes? @Portia Ahrens Hold Sharkie, I'm gonna dive for spuds.
021 / 118 The snow-quilled guardian was no more. Destiny knew how to skin and gut a kill as well as anyone, but her hands trembled with exhaustion...
Recovery (100) d100
Aw and look, I ain't too proud to say sorry, @Temperance, or that I'm scared to die either. I'm scared as hell. Any of y'all die before?
@Temperance Who's yellin'? And nobody's gettin' killed, you two cut it out. We all make it out alive, that's the plan. Temperance, I ain't much...
033 / 118 That’s right. Things were starting to feel more normal. She wished she could stop to listen to Ivan recount his lucid dream, but same as...
@Temperance Goddamn, 'cause I can't remember your new safeword and I got enough trouble already without yellin' fuck me daddy around some of y'all!
@Temperance The hell? Portia's only got one ear, you couldn't throw a little superglue her way?
Reckless Heck 2d100
@Iván Carl You got one shot, bud, that's all you need to know. We're at the end of our rope here.
033 / 118 Somewhere along the way—hell, maybe even while sliding and tumbling head-over-heels down the ledges like a slinky down a staircase—some...
...What the hell happened to our supplies?!
093 / 118 Was sure nice having someone around with a solid head on their shoulders, even if that head was missin’ an ear. Hell, Destiny had been...
