RE: Farm Goods
07-18-2016, 11:33 PM
Credit jumps off the tower of salt and begins shoving dirt and salt into his mouth (aka the pentagrams). After two large pentagrams, however, Credit retires from this line of action, sick from the dirt. Credit throws up blood and dirt.
Sleepy flies down to the shape on the jellyfish, greeting it. The shape moves around, hearing Sleepy's voice but being unable to tell where it is coming from. As Sleepy gets closer the shape more clearly becomes human, and then mermaid.
"Hello..?"
"Do you have any seeds?"
"What? Why?"
"I want seeds. Do you, or not?"
"No, I don't have seeds..."
Earthexe goes around planting a seed in the centre of each pentagram. After they finish, wiping the sweat off their brow, all of the mounds where the seeds were planted sprout green shoots.
Gatr asks some followers to make some bars out of trees... but they can't. There are no trees.
uses the cube of exchange on Sleepy's, a52's and Credit's corpses, and they are converted into 3 medium cubes of bone and 3 small piles of mystery meat.
The Salt Demons continue to gather more salt in the form of flying around them.
The people, a little bored, do their own things.
Stuff:
Sleepy flies down to the shape on the jellyfish, greeting it. The shape moves around, hearing Sleepy's voice but being unable to tell where it is coming from. As Sleepy gets closer the shape more clearly becomes human, and then mermaid.
"Hello..?"
"Do you have any seeds?"
"What? Why?"
"I want seeds. Do you, or not?"
"No, I don't have seeds..."
Earthexe goes around planting a seed in the centre of each pentagram. After they finish, wiping the sweat off their brow, all of the mounds where the seeds were planted sprout green shoots.
Gatr asks some followers to make some bars out of trees... but they can't. There are no trees.
uses the cube of exchange on Sleepy's, a52's and Credit's corpses, and they are converted into 3 medium cubes of bone and 3 small piles of mystery meat.
The Salt Demons continue to gather more salt in the form of flying around them.
The people, a little bored, do their own things.
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