Day 230 | Open | Got Wood?

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

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.

Comments

[notachickenhawk]

<Warcraft... no. I didn't know they had books. Magic: the Gathering... never played it. Games like that get really expensive and I never had that kind of money.>

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

He looks slightly embarrassed for a moment because boy has he spent way too much money on little cardboard rectangles over the years.

"Yeah, it can get kinda pricey. Fun though. But yeah, both of 'em have books. Some not as good as others, but I read 'em anyways."

[notachickenhawk]

<I mostly just went to the library for stuff. If the library didn't have it, they had to call another library since they never had great computer systems set up. But I think I'm a little behind other people. It was 1998 at home.>

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

Rob blinks at that.

"From my point of view you're like two decades behind me. I guess after meeting people who're from my future and an alternate present, it shouldn't surprise me that someone's here from an alternate past, too. At least I assume it's an alternate past, otherwise I'm guessing that something would've happened with the aliens you're fighting since then."

[notachickenhawk]

<That would explain some things, yeah. And we're hoping to resolve things quietly but it... might not happen. If we can ever fix things and get the worlds back, I mean.>

He can't give up. It's just not an option for him. There's too many people he needs to get back to.

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

"You think that everyone's worlds have really been destroyed?"

His tone indicates that he disagrees with that idea.

[notachickenhawk]

<Even if they are, that doesn't mean that we can't get them back.>

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

"Not sure how that'd work, but I have to question the assumption that our worlds are gone in the first place. I don't know about anyone else, but I didn't see anything that resembled the end of the world. That, and I find it hard to believe that any human could survive a force that was strong enough to reach between universes and destroy a planet. My guess is still that something basically teleported us and the land around us here, and back home there's a crater and missing-persons reports."

[notachickenhawk]

<It's possible. There's beings that are beyond space and time and it's very possible for them to save people if they want. If they can. I don't know which it is. What looks impossible to us might be everyday life to them.>