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Pogo

I pounce i bounce.
>meanwhile a conviently placed tool kit was found in the luggage. With it pogo removes the seating from the plane to create a makeshift shelter.
 

BabiNani

Visual Novel Connoisseur
> Gimmik twitches in his sleep. He's wondering where the mangoes are, and why the ones he does find are pink and blue. Of course, it's a dream, but he doesn't know that. His stomach rumbles. Hopefully he can find some soon.

The rainbow fox twitches around in his sleep a bit before slowly opening his eyes. He notices himself laying on land with a blanket. How long had he been out at sea, again? Memories start flowing back, albeit slowly. Sleeping helped a lot, but now he is feeling very hungry. One of the injured castaways notices him waking up. They limp towards him and immediately hand him some beef jerky.

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It is so very delicious. Gimmick is very grateful. However, like most of us, he is at the will of his malnourished body's needs. He unwillingly snaps the bag of jerky out of the fellow fur's grasp and completely devours it.

He calms down after a moment and the helpful figure asks him, "How long were you out there, friend? Do you remember what happened? Here, I'll get another bag for you."

>meanwhile a conviently placed tool kit was found in the luggage. With it pogo removes the seating from the plane to create a makeshift shelter.

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Excellent! Placed some scratchy plane blankets on the floor and it becomes a decent shelter. We could probably put together some palm leaves to make some 'doors' over these holes. Thanks, Pogo!

>Red is super suspicious this bacon thief and points him in the wrong direction!

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Red points the bacon thief into the direction opposite of the campsite, likely sending him to his doom.

Realizing it had been too engrossed by its flour hunt to answer the reasonable question, the creature turns to answer
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"I dunno. I'm just The Regular Normal Chef though, don't even worry about it. Say, are you hungry?"

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No one believes this guy's actually the regular chef. These blueberry 'pancakes' don't look anything like what was found earlier. Everything was fresh and delicious. These are...er, wait...I don't think those are blueberries. Yeah, I'll pass.


Our gang notices it's getting dark outside. Time sure does fly, yeesh! It was just breakfast a moment ago. So much has happened today. It's best to get back to camp before it goes pitch black.

Red, Sally, and our new friend Artichuka make it back to camp. There isn't any fauna to worry about so it wasn't too much of a big deal, but nonetheless we don't need someone stubbing their toe on a rock because they couldn't see.

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Nani is here to greet the returning group. "Heya! How'd it go? Find any food? Don't mind my slightly altered form, it's a full moon."

There is a cool breeze brushing through the island. It feels very calm and comfortable at this moment. What does everyone do now that the moon's up?
 

hardman13

Bouncy faithful powerful fox.
The rainbow fox twitches around in his sleep a bit before slowly opening his eyes. He notices himself laying on land with a blanket. How long had he been out at sea, again? Memories start flowing back, albeit slowly. Sleeping helped a lot, but now he is feeling very hungry. One of the injured castaways notices him waking up. They limp towards him and immediately hand him some beef jerky.

Yl9tAxS.png


It is so very delicious. Gimmick is very grateful. However, like most of us, he is at the will of his malnourished body's needs. He unwillingly snaps the bag of jerky out of the fellow fur's grasp and completely devours it.

He calms down after a moment and the helpful figure asks him, "How long were you out there, friend? Do you remember what happened? Here, I'll get another bag for you."

There is a cool breeze brushing through the island. It feels very calm and comfortable at this moment. What does everyone do now that the moon's up?

//I'm gonna use this for character-building purposes, because why not, and it's a chance for me to practice my writing skills ;)

Gimmik licks his lips and looks up to his saviour, considering the question. His memories are a little hazy, but there's one moment he remembers clearly: The thing that came from the sky and destroyed his boat. From there, he can reconstruct what happened quite easily. He begins to speak to the survivor. Gimmik has a slightly high-pitched voice, and an English accent, but his words are clear, and full of conviction.

"How long...? Well, it can't have been longer than a month. I had to stomach plankton and seawater to survive, it took a lot of mental strength to keep it down. I caught it with my tail; if you look closely you can see the bite marks I accidentally made in my tail while eating the plankton. What, I had to survive somehow, and our kind is taught seafaring from a young age. I'm a Silofox, you see? - this beef jerky is so good, wow... -

"Anyway, the Silofox have around human lifespans, if not longer. By the age of 10 we can work specialised boats and know the basics to surviving when out alone at sea. This was my first mission, almost a training exercise: I had to go out and recover another ship that had gone missing maybe 3 months ago. But the plane -
your plane, I'd recognise it anywhere - was flying overhead as we were halfway through the journey. A piece of the plane's outer hull fell onto our boat. It was big enough to demolish it and send me out to sea. I saw this island and considered pushing myself this way, but thought it would be a waste of time. After all, I knew I could have barely moved myself on land anyway, I was so weak. Just before I lost consciousness, however, I saw the plane flying overhead again in the other direction, but this time it was crashing directly into this little island. I pushed myself in the direction of the crash before passing out, so barring continental currents, I would get to the island I would have so foolishly ignored otherwise. I can't have been out for longer than a day. It was that heaven-sent cat that helped me.

"Thank you friend, I owe a debt to you and the green cat." Gimmik stretches under the blanket, reaching his full half-a-metre length. "Oh, by the way, do you have any mangoes? They're a specific part of our diet, and apart from meat I can't eat anything else; I'll be sick otherwise. And I need some freshwater, or it could be dangerous to my health. How did I stomach the plankton then? I told you, by sheer force of will." He yawns, then rests his head on the soft sand. "There's something off about this place. I'm not sure what it is, but one thing I am sure of is that I don't like it in the slightest. Keep safe out there."


//TL;DR Gimmik was on a boat, a piece of the plane destroyed it, Gimmik survived on seawater and plankton, and is very thirsty. Before passing out, he saw the plane flying overhead again, but this time it was crashing. He pushed himself towards the island, and was saved.
The rest is mostly character building.

You can see Gimmik's ribs even under the thin blanket. He's getting better quickly - the Silofox can regain lost weight in the matter of a day - but he won't be able to do much hard work around the place until tomorrow at the earliest. For now, he's resting his weary bones.
 
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ssaannttoo

Joy Boi
*Draws.*

*Growls.*

*Erases*

*Draws again.*

*Throws stuff against the wall.*

*Sleeps.*
 

hardman13

Bouncy faithful powerful fox.
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