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More DST adventures with @impishnature!
Fun fact! I didn’t know you could shave beefalo, and I found out at the most opportune time right as I was inspecting the razor, and then looked over to see all those poor miserable bald animals and a very pleased webber surrounded by wool
Woodie stares out into the forest, darkened eyes watching the horizon. He glances at the moon, skin crawling as it rises in the sky as it always does. That damned fantastic moon, beautiful and hideous at the same time. It’s shines down on the camp and he winces.
No, not quite yet.
He waits, keeping watch as the child in his care pretends to rest, blonde hair falling behind her in a messy cascade. He feels a strong protective emotion, similar to when he’d pull a cat from a trap on occasion back home. He’s ready to keep Wendy safe, help this young girl even though she’s without her parents.
He flinches again as the moon gets higher, shining straight on him. He grits his teeth and bares it, powering through for bit just his own good.
But for his new ward as well.
GENERAL
“Can you walk?”
“How did this happen?”
“What the hell happened?”
“I hit my head.”
“Did you hit your head?”
“Can you hear me?”
“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”
“Come on, stay with me!”
“No no no no no!”
“You shot me!”
“I didn’t mean to shoot you!”
“You stabbed me!”
“I didn’t mean to stab you!”
“Take the knife out!”
“Don’t take the knife out!”
“It was an accident!”
“That/this wasn’t an accident!”
“That looks broken.”
“I think my leg/arm is broken.”
“That doesn’t look good.”
“Am I going to die?”
“You’re not going to die!”
“Calm down!”
“Don’t panic!”
“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!”
BLOOD
“Are you bleeding?”
“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”
“Is that blood?”
“Whose blood is that?”
“That’s a lot of blood.”
“Do you know how to get bloodstains out?”
“Why do you know how to get bloodstains out?”
“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”
“Don’t move, you’re losing blood!”
“I won’t let you bleed out!”
“You have blood on your face.”
“I swear to god, if you get blood on me…”
“What’s your blood type?”
“Why in the hell would you need to know my blood type?”
WOUNDS
“That cut is nasty.”
“You have a massive gash in your arm/leg!’
“Don’t touch it!”
“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!”
“I’ll get some bandages.”
“You’re going to need stitches.”
“That looks infected…”
“Did you get bit by something?”
“There’s no exit wound, the bullet is still in you.”
“There’s an exit wound, the bullet went through you.”
AFTERCARE
“How are you feeling?”
“How does it feel?”
“It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.”
“Let’s go home.”
“I just want to go home.”
“Let’s get you into the bathtub.”
“We need to change your bandages soon.”
“Get some sleep, okay?”
“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”
“I’ll check up on you in a bit.”
“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”
“They’re never going to find us!”
“No one can hear you scream.”
“Kinda scary knowing we’re alone out here.”
“Did you hear that?”
“Please, please don’t.”
“You don’t have to do this.”
“How long have you been out here?”
“I’ve found them!”
“This place looks abandoned.”
“There’s blood.”
“Did you hear that?”
“What’s it matter, they’re never going to find us.”
“We’ve been walking for days.”
“Why would someone else be this far out?”
“We’re in trouble.”
“I’ll get you before they do.”
“It’s so peaceful out here.”
“This is giving me serious Blair Witch vibes.”
“You know I hate horror movies!”
“They could have followed us?”
“That’s not from this world!”
“The silence is terrifying.”
“Is that an animal?”
“It’s so nice not having someone constantly in your ear.”
“Stop breathing down my neck.”
“We’re fine.”
“If we’re not back by Monday, they’ll send someone for us.”
“Scared yet?”
“Now how do we get back?”
“You’re never leaving here.”
“You’re never leaving me.”
“They’ll never find you.”
“I lost the map.” Wendy is in absolute tears and holding her skirt in her hands and looking down. (@ you know who ;) Satan
Woodie blinks, looking at the young girl and crouching. He hears Lucy express concern from his belt, but ignores her for the moment.“Ey, ey its arright. I can draw us up a new one ‘n notime. Don’t you fret none.” He places a hand on the girl’s shoulder and smiles, all crooked teeth and beard. ‘Woodie but what about the map?? We NEED that! How are we gonna find those thingies?’ He ignores her for now, focusing on the young girl instead.
Wendy was in complete disarray for losing the map- holding the small flower in her hands. “I-I was trying to find flowers a-and the wind caught it and flew into the sea” she hiccuped softly, big tears falling down her face. “I’m so sorry Mr. Woody and Ms. Lucy. I w-was supposed to be responsible…” the little girl was shaking like a leaf, looking up at the crouching ginger. “Please don’t be mad…”
Woody rubs his neck, looking around and then snapping his fingers. He suddenly has a bright smile, and an idea. “Well, you can jus help Lucy an I make a new one can’t ya? Make it better than the last!” He grins, trying to cheer up the depressed girl. He’s sure he saw some reeds not long ago. “Make it from scratch together eh? That way we know it’s right this time.” Even Lucy agrees, silent for a moment before mumbling. ‘Last one was pretty shoddy woodie, like your last axe swing. You gotta do thing right squirt!’ She teases the woodsman.
Wendy looks up at the woodsman with a small smile and holds his hand. “….Ok. Abagail says there should be some nearby…” she spoke softly in her haunting tone and held the flower closer to her chest. “….Ms. Lucy what does Shoody mean…?” She asked, looking at the axe with a tilt of her head. The area they were in is pretty populated with trees and it’s been awhile since they have been to their main camp. Wendy has kept insisting her Uncle lives in these woods and silently she’s hoping she’s right.
'It means Woodie is garbage at making paper and drawing!' Lucy answers, snickering as the woodsman groans. He turns about and takes Lucy in his grip, glaring directly at her. "Now that jus ain't right Luce! Some friend you are!" Hes dramatic, feigning a heart attack and laughing. He holsters the axe again and starts hauling up his bag. "You jus show the way now Wendy, we can grab those reeds and make camp to get ready to make a new map eh?" He ruffles her hair, careful of her pigtails. "We can eat and work through the night yeah?"
“I lost the map.” Wendy is in absolute tears and holding her skirt in her hands and looking down. (@ you know who ;) Satan
Woodie blinks, looking at the young girl and crouching. He hears Lucy express concern from his belt, but ignores her for the moment.“Ey, ey its arright. I can draw us up a new one ‘n notime. Don’t you fret none.” He places a hand on the girl’s shoulder and smiles, all crooked teeth and beard. ‘Woodie but what about the map?? We NEED that! How are we gonna find those thingies?’ He ignores her for now, focusing on the young girl instead.
Wendy was in complete disarray for losing the map- holding the small flower in her hands. “I-I was trying to find flowers a-and the wind caught it and flew into the sea” she hiccuped softly, big tears falling down her face. “I’m so sorry Mr. Woody and Ms. Lucy. I w-was supposed to be responsible…” the little girl was shaking like a leaf, looking up at the crouching ginger. “Please don’t be mad…”
Woody rubs his neck, looking around and then snapping his fingers. He suddenly has a bright smile, and an idea. "Well, you can jus help Lucy an I make a new one can't ya? Make it better than the last!" He grins, trying to cheer up the depressed girl. He's sure he saw some reeds not long ago. "Make it from scratch together eh? That way we know it's right this time." Even Lucy agrees, silent for a moment before mumbling. 'Last one was pretty shoddy woodie, like your last axe swing. You gotta do thing right squirt!' She teases the woodsman.
“I lost the map.” Wendy is in absolute tears and holding her skirt in her hands and looking down. (@ you know who ;) Satan
Woodie blinks, looking at the young girl and crouching. He hears Lucy express concern from his belt, but ignores her for the moment."Ey, ey its arright. I can draw us up a new one 'n notime. Don't you fret none." He places a hand on the girl's shoulder and smiles, all crooked teeth and beard. 'Woodie but what about the map?? We NEED that! How are we gonna find those thingies?' He ignores her for now, focusing on the young girl instead.
Send “chopper” for a starter where my muse is chopping wood with an ax.
Send “Slippery spot” for my muse to slip on a patch of ice.
(Send me a starter, we're open folks)
maps sentence starters
1. “I don’t think this map is right.”
2. “Who gave you this map?”
3. “Pfft. We don’t need a map. I have an excellent sense of direction.”
4. “Are you sure we don’t need a map?”
5. “Check out this map I found!”
6. “Are you sure this map is accurate?”
7. “Is this a real treasure map?”
8. “I can never get maps to fold right.”
9. “Is that a real, paper map? You know there’s such a thing as a GPS, right?”
10. “Do you know how to read maps? Because I don’t.”
11. “Was this map drawn with a crayon?”
12. “I lost the map.”
13. “You lost the map?!”
14. “Be very careful with this map. It’s very old.”
15. “This can’t be a real treasure map.”
16. “This map only works for me. You have to take me with you.”
17. “Are you saying that only you can read this map?”
18. “Do you know how to read a map?”
Send “bed time” for my muse to carry your muse to bed.
Send “sleep in your bed” for your muse to carry my muse to bed.
Send me “👥 + (an url)” for an account you’d like to see me roleplay with!
Bonus if you send a thread idea you could see us doing.
Since you mentioned him I'd like some bi Woodies please
Here you go!
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