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Post by The Master of the World on Dec 29, 2021 23:19:06 GMT -4
Reality 42...
"Steady the main sails!" the captain of a ship said as said ship and its crew were caught in a storm. "Sailor Bob...go and tie down the cargo!"
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Post by observer on Dec 29, 2021 23:21:38 GMT -4
"Aye captain!" He yelled, running over to grab the flailing rope. It was difficult to keep his balance on the rolling deck, but soon he managed to grab the rope.
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Post by The Master of the World on Dec 29, 2021 23:25:04 GMT -4
"Okay...I got...!" Bob called out as a crate fell right at him as he was knocked into the sea.
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Post by observer on Dec 29, 2021 23:27:59 GMT -4
"Man overboard!" A sailor called out. The sea was rolling in the storm, the current pushing the crate and the unconscious Bob further away from the ship. Soon none of them could see him as the captain ordered them to continue their work if they didn't want the ship to go down as well.
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Post by The Master of the World on Dec 29, 2021 23:30:50 GMT -4
"Ugh..." Bob groaned as he soon awoke and coughed up some sea water on a beach. "Wha?" he said before realizing he was on an island. "Guess I washed up here."
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Post by observer on Dec 29, 2021 23:33:53 GMT -4
"Didn't think we were so close to land..." He said, groaning as he got up. His side hurt, likely from the crate hitting him so hard. Looking around he saw the crate with one side smashed open. "Must have hit the rocks or something..." He said, making his way over to see what might have survived the storm.
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Post by The Master of the World on Dec 29, 2021 23:36:42 GMT -4
"Ugh...nothing but debris. No choice. I'll have to live off the land." he said.
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Post by observer on Dec 29, 2021 23:41:03 GMT -4
"First I'll need to get a fire going, then find fresh water..." He said, slowly walking away from the soaked remains of the crate.
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Post by The Master of the World on Dec 29, 2021 23:41:53 GMT -4
"Then food. Hmm...no dry wood for a fire. Maybe I can find some sticks." he said.
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Post by observer on Dec 29, 2021 23:42:55 GMT -4
Making his way off the beach he looked around some bushes for anything dry and suitable for a fire.
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Post by The Master of the World on Dec 29, 2021 23:47:12 GMT -4
"Got some good bushes. And..." he said listening closely before seeing a river. "A river?"
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Post by observer on Dec 29, 2021 23:54:07 GMT -4
"Running water is a perfect place to get water." Bob smiled, making his way to the riverbank. As he knelt down beside the water, he noticed a glint in the water.
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Post by The Master of the World on Dec 29, 2021 23:57:15 GMT -4
"Huh?" he said as he saw something shining across the river.
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Post by observer on Dec 30, 2021 0:10:44 GMT -4
Making his way over to some stones he carefully crossed the river. Moving to where he saw the shining spot he looked around before spotting the partly buried object.
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Post by The Master of the World on Dec 30, 2021 0:12:34 GMT -4
"Its...." he said as he dug up a turnip. "A turnip?"
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