Flint (
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smash_logs2015-11-24 06:40 pm
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A warm fire on a cool autumn night
Who: Flint and errybody
What: A bonfire!?
Where: Somewhere on campus
When: Today??
Warnings: Stuff on fire
Despite the moon looming in the sky and the campus in shambles, Flint insisted on keeping up some semblance of normalcy. So, in between the rubble, he raked the fall leaves from the campus grounds, gathering them all into a large pile in an empty clearing. There, now the grounds were... still mostly in ruins, but he could see the grass again.
As for what to do with the leaves? Well, nobody seemed much in the mood to jump in them, so he does the next best thing: sets them on fire!
Once the bonfire is roaring, He sits on the ground near it and just sort of. Contemplates.
What: A bonfire!?
Where: Somewhere on campus
When: Today??
Warnings: Stuff on fire
Despite the moon looming in the sky and the campus in shambles, Flint insisted on keeping up some semblance of normalcy. So, in between the rubble, he raked the fall leaves from the campus grounds, gathering them all into a large pile in an empty clearing. There, now the grounds were... still mostly in ruins, but he could see the grass again.
As for what to do with the leaves? Well, nobody seemed much in the mood to jump in them, so he does the next best thing: sets them on fire!
Once the bonfire is roaring, He sits on the ground near it and just sort of. Contemplates.
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Kumatora dumped the skewers and food on the ground, then turned around to see who she almost ran into. "Sorry, my bad!... Hey, you okay?"
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"I'm fine. What do you want? Have you come to share your repulsive human food?"
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"Whoa, hey, who pissed in your Cheerios today?"
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"No one's 'pissed' in my anything. I'm tired of this cruel planet, its stressors, and its guise as being a world of anything other than pessimism. What do you want?" she repeated grumpily.