The Field

Who: Thorn and Ro
Where: Up!
When: During the day
What: A medical discovery!
Rating: E for Everyone

Rowan didn't feel like being quite on the ground at the moment. Not for any particular reason, but because while she'd explored a lot on the ground she'd suddenly realized she hadn't explored a lot of the up. So this is what she planned on doing. And she did it, too! Well, she gathered up her shirt and twisted it into a knot at her side, leaving her very pregnant belly bare and started climbing - now that she was getting a semi-regular source of protein, she was feeling much healthier and stronger. And a lot like a monkey, what with scrambling up the tree.

( Electric Green Slime )

TBC

Time: Late afternoon/evening, Day 15
Place: The western edge of the forest
Cast: Rook and Payne
Rook manages to ruin Payne's kill and get himself skewered, they eventually head back to camp.
R for all the good stuff

( what's the matter baby, you don't like the sighs, the cries inside? )

WHO: Milo & Angelica
WHERE: The purple field.
WHEN: Day 15; Morning.
WHAT: Waking arrival.
STATUS: Complete.

( Play the field. You gotta look around. Lovin' is so real. Don't just settle down. Just play the field. And leave what is behind. Don't just make a deal. See what you can find. )

Who:  Jasper
Where: the desert
When:  throughout the day and most of the night (it spills a bit into day four just for the sake of making sense)
Rating: G

Noon of Day 3
Jasper was hot, and tired.  She used a hand to scrub a little grit from her face, and she glared out into the sun scorched, sandy land.  At this point she was moving from stand of cacti to stand of cacti just to stay hydrated and keep looking for Arlo - whom she lost the tracks of in the middle of the night when a sandstorm blew up.  Jasper had found shelter with some rocks.  She didn't know if Arlo had found anything, and for all she knew he could be a slowly mummifying corpse in the hot, dry sand now.  That wasn't news she wanted to bring back to camp.

She used a flat, sharp stone to split open a cactus and started drinking the disgustingly warm, sweet, nearly liquid down.  After that, she found some shade that would last the entire rest of the day, and bedded down.  Insects didn't bother her, and she could travel easier by night.

Who: Cross and Helena
When: noonish, Day 15
Where: the stream, then Grazer Island
What: arriving
Rating: PG

( adventures in tree climbing and swimming )

Who: OPEN to anyone in camp!
When: Day 15, afternoon through sundown
Where: in camp
What: Dressing, cooking and eating of eleboar piglet. Also, there's a live eleboar piglet that needs to be confined in a cage or something. :D
Rating: TBD
Notes: Here's a shot at a group thread. Please feel free to comment, pick a threading buddy or two, and make sub-threads conversations with whomever you please! Thanks everybody!

( Let's eat! )

Who: Angelica and OPEN
Where: The water area
What: Angelica is trying to be productive.
When: Day 15 late morning

( Well fuck if it ain't all gone. )

Who: Alex & Clay
Where: Where Clay is making spears
What: THE talk
When: Day 15

( I don't know how immaculate it was... )

Who: Payne and Clay
When: Day 15, late morning/early afternoon
Where: in the woods
What: another attempt at eleboar hunting
Rating: R
Warnings: Cursing; dysfunctional displays of affection/violence; hunting baby animals; baby animal suffering/death; bloodshed.
Status: Complete

( run to the trees; trees were a-swayin'; all on that day )

Who: Irish OTA
When: Morning of Day 15
Where: In the land of purple grass
What: New arrival
Rating: PG for now

( In my field of paper flowers )

Another night of typical laugher behavior impedes the sleep of anyone who still cares or hears them. It's becoming possible for the long time residents of the forest to simply block them out, much like the pesks and glasswings they share their tree with. The hammocks are all still mildly damp from the sporadic rain the day before but the new day dawns clear without fog. The sun rises high and not a cloud appears in the sky. The temperature ranges from 18C(65F) in the morning to a comfortable 36C(97F) (though that may be a little too warm for our pregnant Canadian) in the late afternoon before dipping back down to about 24C(75F) after sunset.

The big news around the camp today is the warnings about the plants discovered by Baz and Quinn - look out for bright red and orange trumpet-like blooms. Give them a very wide birth!

Additional concerns must rise where only a few handfuls of pesk eggs can be found. The tiny creatures seem to be slowing down their laying, or people have just been taking too many eggs from them. There is nearly no citrus cress clinging to the rocks along the stream. No new roseberry bushes have been found. The stream seems to be free of mirkweed tubers. All that's left is raw, hard ying yang beans which seem to be rather tasteless. Food is officially a big problem. There is still some smoked or salted grazer meat left but not much.

Also, there's news of their success as a society. Ryan has managed to evenly bake one of his clay projects so that it does not explode or crack! We are officially a pottery making society. The climber resin works perfectly well for glazing food safe pieces. Anyone want to volunteer to go get more clay in the west at the laugher dens?

Work continues on the projects that Kenneth has been asked to complete. Any help there would be appreciated, no doubt!

Everyone adventuring out of the climber forest today also experiences the lovely weather.