Rob Edwards (
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thebastion2014-09-27 12:21 am
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Day 230 | Open | Got Wood?
Who: Rob, anyone and everyone
Open: Open
When: Day 230, morning (backdated)
Where: Near the donut bush
What: Rob's created an endless supply of lumber.
Format: Any
Warnings: None
With the immediate threat to the Bastion's survival dealt with for the time being, Rob's finally gotten around to spending his shards. The result? An oak tree made of perfect 1-foot cubes. The trunk is 15 feet tall without a single branch and is surrounded by cubes of leaves starting at 6 feet above the ground, which all grow from a complex web of thin twigs without a branch in sight.
He circles around the tree at first with a grin on his face, then stops, focuses for a moment, and gives it a kick. Nothing happens, but his grin still gets bigger. A series of punches, tackles, and other strikes follow, but the tree barely quivers. Then he stops and flicks the trunk with one finger. Instantly the tree is severed at its base and topples over, the twigs in its crown cracking as they hit the ground. When the trunk itself hits the ground with a large crash, every twig snaps at once and the entire leaf mass drops to the ground leaving a square log lying on the ground in a mound of oak leaves. And a single bright red apple, which Rob picks up and bites into with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Oddly enough, despite there being only one stump there are other logs lying on the ground nearby.
Open: Open
When: Day 230, morning (backdated)
Where: Near the donut bush
What: Rob's created an endless supply of lumber.
Format: Any
Warnings: None
With the immediate threat to the Bastion's survival dealt with for the time being, Rob's finally gotten around to spending his shards. The result? An oak tree made of perfect 1-foot cubes. The trunk is 15 feet tall without a single branch and is surrounded by cubes of leaves starting at 6 feet above the ground, which all grow from a complex web of thin twigs without a branch in sight.
He circles around the tree at first with a grin on his face, then stops, focuses for a moment, and gives it a kick. Nothing happens, but his grin still gets bigger. A series of punches, tackles, and other strikes follow, but the tree barely quivers. Then he stops and flicks the trunk with one finger. Instantly the tree is severed at its base and topples over, the twigs in its crown cracking as they hit the ground. When the trunk itself hits the ground with a large crash, every twig snaps at once and the entire leaf mass drops to the ground leaving a square log lying on the ground in a mound of oak leaves. And a single bright red apple, which Rob picks up and bites into with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Oddly enough, despite there being only one stump there are other logs lying on the ground nearby.
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...is everybody getting weird plants now?
[The donut trees, Skyla with her meat orchard plans, and now this. It's like a trend or something.]
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What're you gonna do with all the logs?
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I kinda bought it for everyone to use for whatever they want so people don't need to spend shards on wooden things. I hadn't planned on making anything myself, but I guess I should try and think of something.
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[Roxas gives a sheepish grin, reminded of when Calem tried building a skate park.]
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[More than he thinks, actually.
And it's at that moment that the tree regrows. There's less than a second in which Roxas might be able to glimpse the actual growth process, but if he blinks it will seem instantaneous. The tree is now a perfect duplicate of its original self.]
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Woah.
Well- it looks like you've got plenty of wood to- practice with, if you wanted.
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That was the idea.
...I probably shouldn't knock it down again until I figure out what to do with these logs though.
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...A dragon-sized game of Jenga.
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He probably could. ...Now I'm wondering if I should ask them.
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You saw nothing
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Dunno. You'd hafta ask 'em.
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[He was just joking around but...]
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