Mission: the Villa Mission subtitle: forgotten things By Raw Hide Fixed version
I'd say it's safe to say this roleplay was written in direct response to a request by Your Funkiness, which would heavily shape the finale. I won't say what, since I'd hate to spoil it. See if you can figure it out yourself! *Grins* Enjoy!
|
||
I forgot something. I was so caught up in the moment of having hacked away three penguins that I forgot to take their meat. Everyone knows penguins are loaded with meat. I needed to go back in. Besides, that bounty hunter pays for penguin skins. I will never pass up those opportunities. I ran into the igloo again and made my way back to the loft. They all laid there just as I had left them. I slung my rope around the loft railing and climbed down once again. I rifled through the clothes of the two penguins who I arrowed. I found nothing. I guess they don’t wear their expensive things when they exercise. They must keep them in the adjacent room. The third penguin was still in his normal clothes. I was able to score some nice meat off of him. He obviously didn’t carry huge amounts of it but still some. I filleted him first. The tough skin was hard to get off but I did it. I grinned at being covered in a defeated opponent’s blood. It always beings joy to my heart. I packed his skin away in my sack. I then realized how fortunate it was that I wore no shirt. That blood would ruin anything. These penguins smell worse on the inside than the cologne they wear. I took the skin and beak from the second penguin. I figured that you never know what a penguin beak goes for in the flea market. I got his skin put away and felt my pants, soaked in blood. I knew I would be cold on the way home if I had wet clothes on. Sure I fare well in the cold thanks to my northern upbringing but even I can’t fight off the cold in wet clothes. I finished skinning the last penguin and decided to raid the next room. I guessed right. Lockers lined this room. I started rooting through lockers and came out with a very nice amount of valuable objects and meat. I bet they would fetch something close to 420 thousand meat at the flea market. I heard a laugh come from behind me. I turned and saw what looked like an ice sculpture of a baby run around the corner into the showers. I followed after it and found that it disappeared. Just regular old icicles and showers could be seen. Then it hit me. The penguins must have a dryer somewhere in this room to dry their sweaty clothes. I ripped off my pants and through them in. Well they dried I washed off my feet. I didn’t want to give the penguins a trail to follow after I set up those explosives to stop them from following us. I heard the dryer ding and I ran for my pants. I heard voices in the hall outside the locker room. I threw my pants on and left immediately. I climbed back up my rope and gathered it up again. There was no way I needed the meat they had as well as their skins that badly. It sounded like three of them and I didn’t have the loft advantage. After my last encounter, I was convinced more than two of them in hand to hand combat is suicide. I’d be killed. Those things just won’t die fast enough for my liking. I quietly made my way to the exit. On my way out, I heard that laugh again. I turned my head to see if something followed me. Still nothing visible occupied the hall. I still didn’t see anyone out there. I was officially creeped out. Evil little creatures always scare me. The worst thing is an evil little girl. I still saw no one outside of the igloo and no tracks leading away. I wish I knew what was taking them so long. I smiled when I saw my message still yellowed the snow very nicely.
|
||
|
In other words, I don't own KOL, or KOKOL, and KOL doesn't own KOL. Get it? Good! ! |