=+=+=+= Lemons turn! we were all choosing my favorite brand of junk -my uncle =+=+=+= “We were all choosing our favorite brand of junk”, Cherri said. “After taking over the Solidarity Firewood and using it to have it full for a fire in some sort of weird ritual. We quickly fled to the other side of the island we were brought to. Here we run into Scar who is currently trying to sell us a bunch of junk ships.“THERE not junk!”, scar interjected. As Cherri and Scar continued arguing about if the brand of ships he had is worth Cherri’s diamond leggings Martyn looked at Jimmy holding on to a scarp of wood. “Hey at least he lived up to his name”, Martyn whispered. Jimmy sniffed a yeah. “You know what else he lived up to” he asked. Jimmy waited for an answer. “Your repeputaion… its the first ship that was the first ship lost this whole series!” Jimmy was not happy with this comment luckily Cherri walked over just in time, “Welp i got us a new ship but sadly boss man we’re down a pair of pants.” they then spent the rest of the day discussing where to hear next.without much hesitation they decid to head east to Wuhu Island. There they hoped to find the great and powerful Matt. He could help them learn to fight the mikunuts so they can head back to their island for it is full of treasure unknown to anyone but the vocalidanuts. Rumor is if you can get through their thought of their ancient maze you can gain an extra life. But first they were going yo have to learn to quick some mikunut butt! So the head off for Wuhu island unaware of what lies between them and their goal…. =+=+=+= Mari’s Turn!! “I’ve got a thing we can do without the cultist.” - My friend Z1Dragonfly =+=+=+= “I’ve got a thing we could do without the cultist,” Martyn recalled, after reaching Matt’s heavily guarded resort with the crew of the late Solidarity Firewood. “We could just break in. Easy enough. Then, Matt would be so impressed with our ninja skills, not only will he teach us the secrets of tennis, he’ll help us combat the Mikunuts!” Jimmy attempted to protest. “But we need a country club—“ “It’s a cult.” “Totally.” Cherri agrees. “Fine. Country cult pass to get in.” The canary sighed. “What’s your problem with becoming a member, Martyn?” Cherri asks. “Being an intern for the watchers wasn’t that bad before X and Grian freed me.” Jimmy shuddered. “It’s not like the watchers, as much as I hate them,” Martyn continues. “It’s much worse than that. They practice the art of motion controls.” “What’s so wrong with motion controls?” “I thought you were an improviser… what’s more commit-to-the-bit than physically putting your body into it?” She wiggles her arms to show just how committed she was. “The technology is terrible. I’m not preforming those dark arts.” “But what about the goal? The pass is our best way.” “Then we’ll just steal one,” Martyn mumbles, an evil glint in his yellow eyes. “Aren’t we pirates?” “Steal from cultists?” “Just pretend their pockets are chests. Those huge robes—“ “Dude, they’re Hawaiian t-shirts.” Jimmy interjected, only to get elbowed by Cherri. “Let him have his fun.” “All ya gotta do is creep up to them and WHAM!” He approaches the nearest bush and yanks several leaves off of it. “It’s really quite simple.” “We’ll see about that…” Cherri sighed, watching the sun sink. Their grand heist would begin soon enough.
The desc was too long so Melody’s is inside the notes :) Your turn, @-Oliverdraws- :D
