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Characters: John Egbert!
Rating: PG, for occasional 13-year-olds swearing
Trigger Warnings: None
Location: Around the cabins, village...just indicate where you've seen him, he'll be flying around.
Day and Time: June 26th, morning
Status: Open to All
Okay.
Okay, so this wasn't the ship.
John could tell this, mostly because it wasn't blindingly yellow. And also because there was natural sunlight pouring in through a normal (not a porthole) window.
Also because it was quiet.
When you had a boat full of sprites and consorts, there was always noise somewhere, and it had been a long time since it was quiet...wait, were those birds? Like not Dave-who-was-also-a-bird birds?
He hopped out of bed, looking around. Nope, didn't recognize this. Not at all. Was this a new level to the Game? It actually kinda looked like his room at home but without the bookshelves and his chest and the movie posters all over the place.
So, not like his room at all then. But still similar!
But yes, those were birds, and those were trees that the birds were sitting in and making noise. Whoa.
After all the things he'd seen in the Game, he was stunned because there are birds. Welp, Dave would like that sort of irony.
John walked around the small house in a daze. It was pretty nice! Not as big as the house he shared with Dad, and not as big as the ship, but big enough for just him. If, in fact, it was just him.
“Uh, hello? Anyone around? Jade? Nanna? Dave?”
When he got no answer, he sighed, and then spied the note on the table, with the phone, and the card.
“Huh. Okay, that's weird.” John wondered if this dude Ike was anything like Doc Scratch. He hoped not!
He started to chew on the end of his God Tier hoodie, and then stopped.
He wondered if he could still fly. Well, it was worth a shot!
He hurried outside, where there was already plenty of Breeze, and summoned some, lifting him up in the air.
He fistpumped. “Yessss!”
Rating: PG, for occasional 13-year-olds swearing
Trigger Warnings: None
Location: Around the cabins, village...just indicate where you've seen him, he'll be flying around.
Day and Time: June 26th, morning
Status: Open to All
Okay.
Okay, so this wasn't the ship.
John could tell this, mostly because it wasn't blindingly yellow. And also because there was natural sunlight pouring in through a normal (not a porthole) window.
Also because it was quiet.
When you had a boat full of sprites and consorts, there was always noise somewhere, and it had been a long time since it was quiet...wait, were those birds? Like not Dave-who-was-also-a-bird birds?
He hopped out of bed, looking around. Nope, didn't recognize this. Not at all. Was this a new level to the Game? It actually kinda looked like his room at home but without the bookshelves and his chest and the movie posters all over the place.
So, not like his room at all then. But still similar!
But yes, those were birds, and those were trees that the birds were sitting in and making noise. Whoa.
After all the things he'd seen in the Game, he was stunned because there are birds. Welp, Dave would like that sort of irony.
John walked around the small house in a daze. It was pretty nice! Not as big as the house he shared with Dad, and not as big as the ship, but big enough for just him. If, in fact, it was just him.
“Uh, hello? Anyone around? Jade? Nanna? Dave?”
When he got no answer, he sighed, and then spied the note on the table, with the phone, and the card.
“Huh. Okay, that's weird.” John wondered if this dude Ike was anything like Doc Scratch. He hoped not!
He started to chew on the end of his God Tier hoodie, and then stopped.
He wondered if he could still fly. Well, it was worth a shot!
He hurried outside, where there was already plenty of Breeze, and summoned some, lifting him up in the air.
He fistpumped. “Yessss!”