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stoatallymad ([personal profile] stoatallymad) wrote in [community profile] rakuen2012-03-22 08:17 pm
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Into the Woods

Characters: Firifale and France, or anyone else
Format: Any. Starting with prose, but will follow you
This log is: open
Location: On the outskirts of the woods, nearish Fortitude.
Summary: Firifale realizes that he can't remember how to hunt and pitches a fit. Because he's a mature adult.
Warnings: Possible projectile pinecones.

Firifale was perched in a tree like some ungainly bird, his bare feet clinging to the biggest branch as he groped around the smaller ones, tugging off needles, pinecones, and bits of bark and hurling them at the ground. If the ammunition ran out he scuttled to a different branch an continued, muttering as he went.

"Stupid! Stupid thing! With the stupid running, and the stupid ears, and the stupid thump-thump-thump--"

All he wanted from life--all right, at least all he wanted from today-- was a little bit of rabbit. The dining hall food was decent, but he was starting to miss home and the taste of the girl's rabbit stew. The one in the yellow dress, not the one who was sometimes a dragon. (Also stupid that he didn't have their names any more. Had Oliver's name, sneaky snakey stupid man, but none of the ones who mattered.)

Anyway, he thought he could just come out here and get a rabbit. Used to do it all the time! Best of all his friends! Rabbits were easy.

Except that they weren't now. He had no idea how he used to get the rabbits, and now they were all hiding and it was stupid. He grabbed another pinecone and threw it at the patch of undergrowth that the last rabbit had disappeared into.

"Stupid!"
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[personal profile] afraid_of_my_shadow 2012-03-23 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Alex was bored, confused, and curious, which translated into him wandering the forest near Fortitude, the game's manual in his hands. It let him explore the area around him while figuring out how exactly this game is supposed to work.

The last thing he expected to find was someone throwing pine cones, so of course he was confused one one bounced right onto his manual and barely missed his face. He jumped back and looked around, mostly to see if anyone had seen what he believed to be assault from a tree. That was when he noticed Firifale, but decided to just watch a moment rather than say anything.