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"Sorry, Foxie, All I got is these three bullets, here..." Falco said, taking the three cartridges from his pocket.

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:wolf:

The sight of Katt munching on her banana and trying to speak with her mouth full made the edges of Wolfs lips flicker in a short smile, before the pain from the left shoulder chased it away again.

"Something is wrong with my left arm." Wolf gestured towards it with his healty right one. "I think it have been dislodged from its socket."

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"So Fox are we just going to sit here or what?"Krystal asked tossing her spear at a nearby palm tree and  brining down some coconuts.

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"Make it quick, would you?" Wolf said as he took of his belt, the one with the slighly vulgar wolf head as a buckle, folded it double and put it in his mouth. He knew the reflexes from the pain he would be about to feel could make his sharp teeht shatter against each other or make horrific wounds inside his mouth.

"I'm ready. Don't count down." He mumbled trough the belt as he nerved himself.

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A muffled groan escaped trough Wolfs tightly clenched lips. The pain caused small sparks to dance in front of his eye and made him feel dizzy. But as quick as it had come, the pain ended.

Wolf spat out the belt and started excamining his left arm, it were as good as new. The fact that the pain had gone told him none of his nerves were in pinch between the bones.

He started to move it around, it stil feelt a bit numb, but that was only to be expected when he had gone with it like this for almost a day.

"Thanks." He muttered. It didn't feel as hard to pronounce it as he had feared. "You mentioned some scratches and burns on yourself. Something serious?"

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"Fine my backside! In this humid climate any wounds will get infected quickly." Wolf said as he stood up and walked over to the place he had dumped their gear. "I salvaged a medical kit from your fighter."

After some rumaging around, he found some bandages and a bottle with anticeptics.

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:falco:

Falco scanned the horizon of the sea, and looked at the jungle, to the west, and up and down the beach.

"I wonder where the others landed?" he said.

"So Fox are we just going to sit here or what?"Krystal asked tossing her spear at a nearby palm tree and  brining down some coconuts.

"Good job with that spear, Krystal!" Falco said, noticing what Krystal had done.

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(I got a PM from Star Fox Runner earlier today. He have found the time to be able to participate in this RO, and for that, I'm glad.

On another note, I come up with an idea for another RP when this one is finished. Go and check it out in the request threat to see if it may be something up your street.)

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(I got a PM from Star Fox Runner earlier today. He have found the time to be able to participate in this RO, and for that, I'm glad.

On another note, I come up with an idea for another RP when this one is finished. Go and check it out in the request threat to see if it may be something up your street.)

(If it's that D & D RP, thanks but no thanks...I don't care for D & D, sorry)

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Slippy felt a dull throbbing in his head. He heard the something swishing and a popping noise. He began to open his eyes, his vision was blurry, he could faintly make out bright flashes. His hearing was muffled and distorted, he heard a swishing and popping noise. Slippy's vision began to clear and the sounds became more distinct. The popping noise turned into a crackling, and as his vision finally cleared, he looked around at the remains of his cockpit.

The console was sending out sparks, bright flicks of light that vanished just as quickly as they appeared. His windshield was cracked in many different places, looking like it was covered in crystal spiderwebs. As he looked out of the windshield, he found that his Arwing was drifting in the ocean. The swishing noise turned out to be ocean waves lapping against the Arwing's hull. In distance, roughly about 100 yards, he could make out the shape of an island. Slippy looked around at the ocean, he couldn't stay out here, he needed to make it to the island.

"For once, I'm happy to be amphibious." thought Slippy. As long as he hadn't been injured in the crash, he would make it to the island no problem. He pushed the shattered remains of the cockpit's windshield up and watched it fall into the ocean. He clambered up onto the edge of the cockpit. He looked around at his mangled fighter. He felt a tear come to his eye. He had spent countless hours tuning and rigging it to be at peak performance, and now it was gone. Slippy turned back towards the ocean, took a breath, and dove.

The second he touched the water, he was off like a shot. Slippy may have been a klutz on land and in the air, but in the water, he was as graceful as a bird in the sky. As he moved through the water he felt a stinging in his arm. The saltwater was stinging a cut in his arm, he realized that if he was bleeding, it could attract sharks. He doubled his efforts. Within a few good minutes he reached the shallows and made it to the beach. Though the distance was short, Slippy felt exhausted. He must have been more injured from the crash than he thought. He collapsed on the beach.

"Where are the others? Did only I survive? And how exactly did we go down, I can't remember anything." he thought. Exhaustion finally took him as he passed out.

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(Welcome, SF-Runner!)

:falco:

Falco heard a splashing noise in the sea, and when he looked towards where it was coming from, he saw something coming towards the shore.  He saw it arrive on the shore, several yards down the beach from him and his teammates, Fox and Krystal..."Hey! Is that...? Falco leaned forward, shielding his eyes from above, as he tried to determine who or what just arrived on shore...

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"Your probably right." Wolf mumbled in reply as he put the medical gear down into the bag again, "But tell me at once if you start feeling bad or something." He stood up again and started to search the horizon for any signs of the others. It seemed to him like there was some large debris on the beach to the east. His tounge feelt swollen inside his dry mouth. Not a surprise, he hadn't had something to drink since they set of from Sargasso.

"We should try finding a source of freshwater, that is our most pressing concern as of now."

There would still be a long time before night fell.

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"Hey! What is going on in that little head of yours?" Wolf shouted after her. "If there is any freshwater source on this island, then it will inevitably run out into the sea. All we have to do is follow the beach untill we find a river."

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:fox:

He sighed for a moment after he gathered his thoughts. "Krystal, you keep an inventory of all of the supplies. Falco, see what kind of weapons you can furnish and make a fire. Im going to scout out the rest of the beachside." He waited for their responses and got a pipe for defense.

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:falco:

"Okay.." Falco proceeded to gather firewood.  He got the fuel, the kindling, and the tinder...he used the rock of flint he brought with him in his pocket from the savanna to strike against a piece of steel from the Arwing frame, and created the sparks...within minutes, he had a fire burning.

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Slippy began to wake up. He pushed himself off of the sand and surveyed his surroundings. He was on a beach, a few yards ahead was a jungle. Slippy gasped as he realized he had forgotten to salvage anything from his Arwing. He turned back toward the ocean to look for the Arwing, but it was nowhere to be seen, the current must have finally taken it under. Slippy raised his arms in frustration and slapped them down on his legs. His hand hit something hard. He felt around in his pocket and he produced a multipurpose tool that he had rigged together a few days before.

"Well, its better than nothing." He thought. He looked around at the beach and the edge of the jungle and saw the silhouette of a person. Slippy froze, he couldn't see who it was, he was too far off.

"Who's there?" he shouted.

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(Now I want to see you both run into each others arms in slow motion, with some romantic tunes playing in the background.  :lol: Just kidding)

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(Now I want to see you both run into each others arms in slow motion, with some romantic tunes playing in the background.  :lol: Just kidding)

((Yeeeeaaaaaaaaaa.....NO! lol))

:slippy:

Slippy looked stupidly toward Falco, not quite believing what he was seeing.

"Falco?" he muttered. As the tumblers in his mind fell into place, he ran toward where Falco was. "You made it!" Slippy shouted. "Are Fox and Krystal okay?"

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(Now I want to see you both run into each others arms in slow motion, with some romantic tunes playing in the background.  :lol: Just kidding)

(ha ha [/sarcasm]  )

((Yeeeeaaaaaaaaaa.....NO! lol))

:slippy:

Slippy looked stupidly toward Falco, not quite believing what he was seeing.

"Falco?" he muttered. As the tumblers in his mind fell into place, he ran toward where Falco was. "You made it!" Slippy shouted. "Are Fox and Krystal okay?"

:falco:

"Yeah, we're fine!" Falco said..."Good to see ya'..I guess...Fox and Krystal are over there, by that fire I made..." Falco said, pointing up the beach "C'mon, let's get you over there..." Falco helped Slippy up.

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Wolf feelt a sting of regret in his chest for how he had put it. He owed her, and besides, how could she had known? "Well, that was a bad way to put it, sorry. I suggest we move eastwards along the beach. I think I saw the other plunge down in that direction when we crashed. If we stumble across a river mouth, then that's just an added bonus."

(I should have been asleep long ago, have to get up early tomorrow. I'll just follow along wherever Catwings leads til tomorrow. Good night!)

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:fox:

Fox was deep in the jungle area finding some edible vegetation. Using his vest as a bag, he got all of the food he could find and started to bring it back. Once he was nearly to the fire near the two Arwings, he crossed paths with a vary large spider, approxamately two feet in length. "Damn..." The spider had hairs on its body and bright color patterns, indicating it was covered in poison, and possibly had poison injecting fangs. It looked like a slow mover, but after seeing a Blue Colbalt Tarantula, he wasnt taking an chances. He strapped his bag/vest tight to him, and held the pipe tightly in his hands. The spider leaped foward, and Fox got ready to thrust the pipe through its torso....

In about two minutes, he got back to shore, with a giant tarantula corpse in toe. "Think we can cook this, Krystal?" he asked.

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:fox:

Fox was deep in the jungle area finding some edible vegetation. Using his vest as a bag, he got all of the food he could find and started to bring it back. Once he was nearly to the fire near the two Arwings, he crossed paths with a vary large spider, approxamately two feet in length. "Damn..." The spider had hairs on its body and bright color patterns, indicating it was covered in poison, and possibly had poison injecting fangs. It looked like a slow mover, but after seeing a Blue Colbalt Tarantula, he wasnt taking an chances. He strapped his bag/vest tight to him, and held the pipe tightly in his hands. The spider leaped foward, and Fox got ready to thrust the pipe through its torso....

In about two minutes, he got back to shore, with a giant tarantula corpse in toe. "Think we can cook this, Krystal?" he asked.

:falco:

"All right! Nice going Fox!  I'll have to re-think my opinion of you!" said Falco, noticing the spiders.

Falco had just returned, with Slippy resting on his shoulder, and Falco helped Slippy sit down by the fire "Look who I found!" Falco said, smiling, and pointing to Slippy.

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:fox:

Fox weilded his makeshift weapon in a threatening pose to Falco. "You should already have been thinking highly of me." He put it down and sorted out all the food. He chopped off a spider leg, and got his pilots glove for protection. He put it halfway in the fire, still holding onto it, and burned the hairs off. Once he got finished burning the hairs, and poison, he examined it, and set it on his vest he was using for confirmed eduble foods. He started pulling metal off of Fox's arwing and making eating tools.

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:falco:

"Heh heh...easy, Foxie.." Falco took a sharp stick, and made a shish kabob out of the spider parts, roasting them over the flame.

(Falco's Arwing is 1 mile north west of the beach where Falco, Krystal, and now Slippy are, Red, you'll have to change that to either "...pulling metal off of Fox's Arwing" or "..pulling metal off of Krystal's Arwing")

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