Tater Tot Banana
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Thread Topic: Tater Tot Banana
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"No," Crypta said, the hairs on the back of her neck standing. "But we need to get out of here NOW."
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Harper turned the horse back into a backpack. He took Crypta's hand and started running, swinging the backpack onto his back as he did so.
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What's gonna happen, do u want me to make something happen or no :o))
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(You suggested something was about to happen, I got no juices, so yes please)
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Oh pfft sure))
Suddenly, people wielding weapons erupted from every feasible hiding place, whooping excitedly. Robo ran as fast as his legs would carry him as some horrible looking cat things with long mouths snapped at his heels. -
(What in the world? I don't even think these are from Linnus. Are they Indians or something?)
Harper skidded to a stop. They were completely surrounded. He wrapped an arm protectively around Crypta. -
(Oh wait it could be Linnus, the way you put it made me like, Hold on a moment, is that Linnus or not?)
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Oh oof))
I feel like they could be natives who want to sell them to Linnus tho))
Crypta pulled Robo to her, kicking one of the horrible feline creatures. It flew away and the rest bristled angrily, backing up with their eyes maliciously laid on her. Her hand trembled as it curled into a fist. -
(Same)
There was literally nowhere they could go, and unless Crypta had something up her sleeve, nothing they could do. Harper and Crypta were completely trapped. -
Crypta wasn't sure if pulling out her solar gun would help. It would probably just aggravate the natives more. She held out her hands submissively, forcing her breath to be steady. "I surrender," she said, her eyes landing on the leader of the group. "I-I surrender."
He glared at Harlow. "Hand out," he snapped in a foreign accent. -
Harper looked at him confused for a moment, then held out his hand while keeping the other arm around Crypta in a protective manner.
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I'm trying to imagine how this looks, Crypta is about a decade older than him lol))
The leader pulled his hand forward roughly, turning it back and forth before inspecting Crypta's hands. "Name," he said irritably. -
(Harper's taller, though, so it's easier.)
Harper glanced at Crypta. She had said that the two of them had surrendered, that meant full cooperation whether you liked it or not, until you could figure out a way out of the situation, of course.
"Harper." -
(Do you want them to find a way to persuade the natives to let them go or do you want them to turn them in to Linnus?)
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