Don't Suck (Dick)

[TCELESBHSUP]

Naturally, Abigail sat herself down, pulling out her mirror. "Oh? There's an orchard nearby?" She asked curiously, looking to the skyline. As dusk approached, the sky was lighting up in beautiful colours- which always pleased her. Dusk was probably her favourite time of the day, dawn being the least. It always had been that way; she was never a morning person, nor was Wendy. Speaking of... "I wonder if they'll allow us to have a few apples..." She spoke to her mirror, chewing her bottom lip. "Yes, you do love apples, don't you?"

Clearing her throat lightly, she'd look to the rest of the group, before speaking up. "Excuse me. Are there any apples to spare? If not... Where might that orchard be, if anyone here knows?" Quietly, at the back of her mind, she was nagged with a realisation. Dusk preceded night, and with night came darkness. They'd need a fire to warm them for the night, or to cook any food they acquired. Food was always, always more satisfying when cooked! Barring certain meals such as sushi, of course, though she'd never had it herself. Her attention dwindled once more from the group, glancing around for any potential firewood that could be used. Or, perhaps, something to start a fire, such as flint.

If only Wendy were right here with her. She'd likely have this all sorted out already. Abigail herself was a bit... Empty-headed, at times, after her 'death' (no pun intended!). She'd already have firewood, food, and likely shelter. The 'ghostly' girl gave a slow sigh as she thought on this, before shaking her head. Oh well. There was nothing she could do about that but try to fill the shoes that Wendy would.

[spriter1]

When Amy was picked up by Amy again, the first thing she said was "Du du du DUUUUUN!"
"Oft lui twr kw julzlyeb..."
"Um, hello? have you by any chance looked at me?"
"... Gwwj qwexy..."
"Okay, now did you ask the nice man for apples?"
"... Rz, E-"
"What did I tell you before you put me down? I said make the axe and ask the nice man for an apple to eat, is that so hard?"
"..."
"...Yea, better off not asking that, but I'm sorry for shouting at you dear. Now Amy dear, mind taking out your new tool and chopping down some trees for a fire before it becomes dark? That's a girl."
With an axe in one hand and the puppet in the other, Amy skips off to cut a couple of trees while Amy sounds back to the people in camp "Excuse me chaps! Would one of you wish to follow us and collect the wood that we get from the trees? We are kind of a hand short for the task."

[TCELESBHSUP]

Well, she had nothing that she was doing! Slipping her mirror away once more, Abigail would give a low sigh as she stood, dusting herself off. "I'll help." She said, quite simply, not seeming to mind that the puppet was talking for the girl. And that her speech in particular was so... Garbled and unintelligible. She was dead! What did she care for an anomaly like that? If anything, they were closer to kin than strangers as a result of their weirdness. Though, Abigail didn't think that, really.

She toddled off, ignoring her hunger for now, to help Amy with gathering the wood. She had nothing better to do aside from chomp on apples! Which was very tempting. She liked apples.

[spriter1]

As Amy cuts away at a tree, Amy hers someone calling and quickly gets Amy to turn her in the direction to see a girl. "Oh yes, excellent! Thank you very much for your offer of help my dear, while it may be a bit forward allow me to introduce myself. My name is Amy and this here is Amy, she is a bit tied up in her work and really too busy being the brawn of our little operation for a chat."
"Wu drst yfly Lzt ylask twru aig whh..."
"Hey now Amy, none of that! anyways dear I would extend my hand in greeting, but Amy is too busy to help me with that. May I ask your name?"

Seeing that Amy is having trouble cutting way though, Amy looks back to the woman and says "I won't be able to talk for the moment, but Don't worry Amy will still be able to listen, so Amy dear put me down and finish cutting the tree. That's a girl"

[Nobudi]

Anna was not pleased that she didn't find anything. But at least the blasted Sun was going down, making it a bit easier on her eyes.
Growling, she decided to move westward, in hopes of at least finding some more materials before being forced to search for shelter.

[daxtinator396]

Andy looks at the apples like a kid staring at broccoli. Not enthused. He couldn't eat that... as if in answer though his belly growled lightly and he looked about with their little camp. There had to be something! All these little areas and no meat? Nonsense.. something has to eat those apple. Maybe a nice yummy rabbit... mmm... rabbit! Andy tapped at Angela's arm,"We should head to that orchard and try and get whatever else eats those apples. Hopefully they won't be as mean as that dumb marsh Beastie." He said morosely.

[MelissaB]

Allgera glances around holding her nose. "Heavens this- Who's that?" Leans forward and peering at the figure she shrugs and trots on after them. "Hey you!" She quickens her pace trying to catch the figure.

[That_One_Guy]

Anthony was about to say something to Anna, like a hello or something, maybe even slamming her down and taking her right there, but something happened, a huge monster appeared before him, worm-like in nature. He stopped himself, still holding his apples, "He waited there until he saw Anna leave and then started backwards, taking the food back to camp, but also making sure the thing didn't follow him, otherwise he'd have to make a beeline, maybe even use one of the apples to bait it away from him.

[berserkerhorn]

Angela walks towards the apple grove. She slightly drools at the though of apples. She momentarily forgets Andy there and kicks a apple tree hoping one would fall down upon her so she can ravenously dig in and sate her appetite. Andy was no longer important to her. She begins kicking 3 trees simultaneously hoping one would drop an apple

[TCELESBHSUP]

"Abigail. A... Pleasure to meet you, Amy, and...? Well, I suppose you can introduce yourself properly after we're done." Was she to assume that both the ventriloquist and the puppet were named 'Amy'? That would be a hassle. Regardless, she would set about picking up the lumber that human Amy would cut, keeping far away from the trees otherwise. She didn't want one to fall upon her and damage her mirror. She'd go absolutely batty without her dear Wendy!