JohnOgozalek
Forever Shining
Firstly, ansoro2112, that was great! I had such fun reading over people's descriptions, and thank you for the kind words said about me, means alot! <3 Also, I almost forgot about me winning oh way back when. xD
And now, Nomasaurus, yup, I think that we should stick together (the alliance), for a few more rounds. But, if we do want this, we should see if everyone in the alliance agrees, and if they have any opinions.
-->''I ran forward into the sand. The new beach was perfect, just perfect. Everyone began running up, tribes converging. A bottle of whiskey lay in the sand with a note. Night reaches it and cries out in happiness: ''Good to be final ten guys!''
Forest scrambles up a tree and lets loose a catcall. Ooglie and Silvuss share a hug as they shove the whiskey to the sky. Fox is smiling giddily and begins shaking everyone's hands with a grip slightly stronger than a vice. He races to me and pumps my hand. I laugh, were all so happy.
''Good to see you made it John,'' Fox says grinning. ''Good to see you made it too Foxy,'' I say. Dilly shakes the whiskey from Silvuss's grip and lets it fall down his throat. Noma silently looks about the area were the whiskey was found, and looks around wonderingly and races up the beach to camp. ''Here they are,'' he shouts. He scrambles back down the beach nearly tripping, carrying a box. ''Paints,'' he wheezes out of breath. ''Paint,'' he says again grinning. ''For our new tribe flag!'' he yells and falls in the sand. Everyone begins cheering again. Man, they get drunk fast I thought. super, was tossing sand in his hair and making noises like: ''Ohhhhhh, Ahhhhhh,''. I check in the paint box. Ahhhhhhhh. Four other bottles of whiskey sit in the corner. I look around laughing. solis has deemed it fit that he should hunt a shark, and plunges in with his clothes gone (most of them laying strewn about down the beach), and a rock in each hand. They got into that fast. I laugh, what the hell right? I lift the bottle up. ''To friends,'' I cried. And drank. The sun later set, blood red over our beach, however we missed the light in the sky die, for we were laying about the beach, passed out. My last coherent thought before I promptly collapsed: ''This will be fun''''<--
And now, Nomasaurus, yup, I think that we should stick together (the alliance), for a few more rounds. But, if we do want this, we should see if everyone in the alliance agrees, and if they have any opinions.
-->''I ran forward into the sand. The new beach was perfect, just perfect. Everyone began running up, tribes converging. A bottle of whiskey lay in the sand with a note. Night reaches it and cries out in happiness: ''Good to be final ten guys!''
Forest scrambles up a tree and lets loose a catcall. Ooglie and Silvuss share a hug as they shove the whiskey to the sky. Fox is smiling giddily and begins shaking everyone's hands with a grip slightly stronger than a vice. He races to me and pumps my hand. I laugh, were all so happy.
''Good to see you made it John,'' Fox says grinning. ''Good to see you made it too Foxy,'' I say. Dilly shakes the whiskey from Silvuss's grip and lets it fall down his throat. Noma silently looks about the area were the whiskey was found, and looks around wonderingly and races up the beach to camp. ''Here they are,'' he shouts. He scrambles back down the beach nearly tripping, carrying a box. ''Paints,'' he wheezes out of breath. ''Paint,'' he says again grinning. ''For our new tribe flag!'' he yells and falls in the sand. Everyone begins cheering again. Man, they get drunk fast I thought. super, was tossing sand in his hair and making noises like: ''Ohhhhhh, Ahhhhhh,''. I check in the paint box. Ahhhhhhhh. Four other bottles of whiskey sit in the corner. I look around laughing. solis has deemed it fit that he should hunt a shark, and plunges in with his clothes gone (most of them laying strewn about down the beach), and a rock in each hand. They got into that fast. I laugh, what the hell right? I lift the bottle up. ''To friends,'' I cried. And drank. The sun later set, blood red over our beach, however we missed the light in the sky die, for we were laying about the beach, passed out. My last coherent thought before I promptly collapsed: ''This will be fun''''<--