Story telling rpg - From the darkness to the light

[ledmonkey]

[ooc]I have a really.....really strange way of getting Cuattle and Maria n' Drake off.....but here it goes...[/ooc]

Cuattle layed there barely breathing.....His vision was growing dimmer....his physic energy being sucked away

Maria: Cuattle are you alright?
Drake: I think its dead
Maria: Hush this is not a time to joke

Cuattle: Help......me up...
*Maria Dragges Cuattle to his feet...he stumbles for a moment and then stands up*

Cuattle: Please don't worry
Maria: Worry about what?
Cuattle: OF THIS!

*Cuattle raises all three of his tails and stabs himself in the sides*

Maria: Oh my God! What is he doing?
Drake: I guess the guy couldn't take the pressure.

*Suddenly Cuattle fell over and he seemed to shrink*

There was no blood coming from Cuattle's wounds, and soon he was nothing but a little ball of fur

*The ball started to shake, small movements at first, but then started to move rapidly*

Maria & Drake: What the!?

The fur ball began to grow, when it reached about 6ft in diameter, it started to form into shapes, a head, eyes, legs, and one huge giant tail. When the forming was complete it looked like a long-haired, one tailed, giant version of Cuattle with eyes.

*Maria and Drake take a step back*

Cuattle: Your problaby wondering what happened.

*Maria nodds here head, eyes wide*

Cuattle: Well I was granted to move on to my next life, I am now of the starmong species. Let's not waste time and get off this island.

[ooc]EDIT[/ooc]

Maria: How do you suppose we do that?
Cuattle: A raft, of course:P
Drake: With what wood?
Cuattle: Well this is a forest isn't it?
Drake: Yes but did you think that these tree might be a little hard to cut down?

*Cuattle raises his now giant tail*

Maria: Oh! That will work!

Cuattle: {Hmm......this big one should do}

*Cuattle slices at the tree with his tail, in one motion it is down. He then cuts the ends off and cuts them into many long boards*

Cuattle: That should be enough. Now we just need to work on rope.

*They all work on cutting short,thin,flimsy branches. They then wind them together to make around 40 feet of rope. In four hours, they were lashing the last of the boards together. They shove it into the sea. Maria and Drake hop on*

Cuattle: I hope this holds us all!

The raft almost sinks under the water when he jumps on.

Cuattle: Where are we heading?
Maria: Err........That way *she points* should lead us back to the mainland.

Cuattle: All right, then off we go!

*Cuattle paddles with his tail, they slowly begin to move towards the horizon*

[ooc]Emkay this is pretty much what we need to do right?[/ooc]



Edited By ledmonkey on Jan. 21 2004 at 15:35