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[Twi]

And then Twi looks it up and realizes: Only a few float.
The rest sink to the bottom instead. >_>
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"Definitely."
Thera nods.
"But hey, you've got explosives to waste. You think about it,I suppose."

[Phantom]

"Maybe, but personally I see it as a bad idea. And I remember some guys who tried that before with an RPG. One catfish, that's all."

[Twi]

Thera nods.
"Just checking. Personally, I just can't think of anything else to DO with all that crap. But anyways..."
She sighs.
"Hm."

[Taricus]

*Plotports to Thera and Anatoly.*

[Twi]

Thera notices Taric and promptly hugs him tightly, though it seems out of actual concern more than cuteness or anything.
"C'mon, you'll freeze to death out here..."

[Phantom]

Which means he just teleported into the friggin' north pole with scattered buildings and no elves, plus a blizzard.

[Taricus]

"Er, this thing does have temperature control... Anyway, what where you talking about?"

[Twi]

"The pros and cons of fishing with explosives."

[Taricus]

"And why were you talking about fishing?"

[Twi]

"How to make sure these people wouldn't starve to death."
A bronze Kata walks in. She is quite warm, the snow that lands on her melts away.
"Oh, hi Kata."
"Thought I'd give you guys a little warmth. And company, too."

[Taricus]

"I could set up some hydroponic equipment for them if they'd like."

[Phantom]

Anatoly is sleep-crouching in the middle of a blizzard. Oi.


Dariel is taking a nap for an hour. Pretty much all of my characters are unconscious some way or another.
((To the inconspicuous place of rest!))

[Twi]

"Silly Anatoly," Kata notes, sitting next to said person, warm as a fire.
Meanwhile, Thera says, "I imagine that would be good. Or maybe we'll have to bring something in from the fort."

[Taricus]

"Just give me an empty building and a water supply. They'll be fed, as long as they won't mind a bit of farming."

[Twi]

"Sounds good to me, eh."
Thera shrugs and sits closer to Kata.
"C'mon, she's like a living campfire!"
She grins.