Sinner's Parade [PM for Invite]

[Tordier]

(Cool. A reasonable excuse to powerplay. lol)
"Alright, alright. Get your butt over here, Shelley."
Amy's voice floated out from somewhere behind the tent. Her head peeked around the corner to search for Shelley. She backtracked a little, snatched his hand, and, much like before, dragged him away with her. After all, Amy was not going to argue with the guy who could easily rip her head right off!
"Hm... We're in a desert...", Amy thought out loud to herself.
"Oh! I know!"
She had loved to watch those survival shows on tv. The first thing the professional always did was find water. In a desert situation the water could be found...
"Underground... This way!"
Apparently lost in her own little world, Amy took off again. She led Kat away from the tents and dropped to her knees on the sand with a pained grunt. Her body tensed up as she coughed once or twice. Blood flecked her lips, but she ignored it. The physical price she was paying would be worth it for Honey, and Goliath. The work she did then, coupled with the work she was doing now was taking a toll on her. She wiped the blood away with the back of her hand and plunged both hands into the ground.
"If you dig deep enough, you'll find water under the sand. Help me make a hole!"

[Iilyda]

Honey Mae

~All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming~

Honey would have rolled her eyes at Amy under less strenuous circumstances. She didn't expect them to understand her reasons. But it still exasperated her. She listened with a scowl as Goliath diagnosed her injury, but didn't pay much attention, focusing instead on keeping her head up. Honey met Goliath's gaze after he spoke again in an undertone. "Not..." she began, her voice extremely subdued. "Not just... that. Don't... get it..." With a sigh Honey gave up the attempt to communicate. She did appreciate this, grudgingly - if this boy fixed her up, the Director wouldn't have a chance to. There was more to it than that though.

~So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground, I will see you screaming~

{Writer's block.}

[Derelict Draught]

The T-90

"Sshh. Don't strain yourself, just try to stay conscious." Goliath has a general idea of what all will need to be done, but until the others get back with some water there isn't much he can do aside from keep her awake. As he waits, he tears a strip off the shirt and wraps it. "This will hurt even more, so if you like you can bite down on this. Hopefully Shelley is cleaner than he looks." At the last remark Goliath allows himself a short chuckle. He didn't truly find it funny, but the situation was starting to get to him and he would need his mind focused. "By the way, my name is Goliath. I wish we were meeting under better conditions." Goliath looks up from the girl in the direction the others had gone. What's keeping them?

[LittleStarWolf]

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Shelly Kalt

Not again, Shelley thinks as he gets pulled away by Amy. What was with this girl pulling him everywhere...? All he wanted to do was stay with Goliath but than again he did need to help with the wounded girl and what better way then finding water. Although Amy's idea of finding water was not the best idea. Didn't she know cacti had water in them? "Umm... Amy, why can't we just cut a cacti down and bring it with us?" He said kind of quietly, like he was half way still lost in some far away land, which might not be exactly a lie.

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[Tordier]

One thing about Amy, she had a lot of weird talents that seemed to be constantly coming in handy. She would have a huge hole dug on no time. That is, until Shelley's voice interrupted her scheming.
"You have a knife?", she asked with interest.
Cutting down a cacti WOULD be faster, if they could find a nice big one. Of course, the needles would be dangerous, but that was a risk they would have to take. She rose to her feet again. This was no time to be shy about her alterations. Amy placed one hand on the back of her head and the other on her forehead. These, she used to hold her hair back while she searched, using her original, third, and fourth eyes independently.
"That one looks good.", she said, pointing to a tall cactus with a thick base.

[LittleStarWolf]

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Shelly Kalt

"Well I don't have a knife but.. I don't think cati are that hard to break apart, besides the thorns of course and that ain't a problem for me." Shelley replied as he went the cactus that Amy pointed out. It was a pretty thick one with long thin needle like thorns. "This will do.. it will do just perfectly." He said to Amy as he wrapped his long arms around the cactus' middle. The thorns pierced the inside of his arms but all he did was give a big grin as he pulled the cactus apart (I hope that you can do this in real life.. well minus the thorns piercing skin). He then dropped the cactus on the floor and surveyed his arms. Most of the wounds were already healing except the ones where the thorns had stuck in his arm. He smiled happily and decided to leave them be for a second as he looked at Amy. "That work for you?"

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(Bed time and storm might be coming this way. Post in morning.)
(ps... just pretend he pulled the cactus out of the ground bc apparently that is more realistic than breaking it apart)

[Iilyda]

Honey Mae

~All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming~

"Honey," she replied shortly by way of introduction. She hadn't been paying close enough attention to notice if this Goliath was a new recruit or just another performer she had never noticed. Grudgingly taking his advice, Honey allowed herself to lean back against the box he had her propped up on, a scowl still taking up her pale face. She was finding it difficult now to keep her eyes open.

A cacophony of voices suddenly rose up to Honey's ears, and within a few moments, she recognized them as belonging to her tattoos. She grimaced.

What a perfect mess! one voice ejaculated. Just look at me! Covered in blood!
Oh, quit you're whining, Mirwana, another voice butted in. By the sound of it, Honey thought it was Corbin, the raven tattoo. At least you're still in one piece! Half my wing torn off!

Behind it all, Honey could hear Alex's laughter ringing above the din, the reflection of her brother's voice.

~So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground, I will see you screaming~

[Derelict Draught]

The T-90

Goliath is so preoccupied listening for the others return, as well as any of the other predators in the Parade that may have picked up on the scent, that he almost misses her soft voice. Honey. A sweet name. Goliath looks down at her. The blood flowing from her arm had slowed and her eyes were barely open. They need to get back with the water soon. "Well Honey, its a pleasure to meet you. Now lets get through this." Goliath places his hand on Honey's as he resumes his watch.

[Tordier]

Amy raised an eyebrow at Shelley as he ripped the cactus out of the ground. His arms were covered in needles.
"Those things have barbs on them, you know... They'll rip the skin a bit when you pull them out."
Of course, Amy knew that upon hearing of the barbs, Kat would be quite eager to remove them. However, she also knew that you could get a nasty infection from cactus barbs if they were left in or if the tips broke off inside. The sooner they were gone, the better. That out of the way, she smiled back at him. The weirdo was starting to grow on her, once she got used to him.
"Thanks... Let's get back quickly. Goliath and Honey are counting on us."
Amy thought for a moment about how to carry the cactus. If she could just brush the needles back or pad her hands she could carry it like a bucket with both hands. However, she was ill equipped for either task. Perhaps if she took off her shirt she could use it for padding... Amy shrugged at Shelley and shared her concern.
"Say... How do you carry these things?"
(Sure thing. I thought I'd better reply anyways... mostly because... I feel like it. XD See ya in the morning!)

[Iilyda]

Honey Mae

~All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming~

Honey scoffed, her head falling back onto the box behind her. A pleasure. Now there was an adjective never before associated with her name. Honey gave Goliath an odd look out of the corner of her eye, wondering if he was putting her on. She felt a light pressure on her hand and glanced that his was resting on top of hers. Honey stiffened. This was exactly what she didn't want. Affection. Comfort. Because it was always false. In a world of men, Honey could not simply trust to good faith that she would pull through, or that others would be willing to trouble themselves over her; could not afford to be lulled into the supposition that everything would be alright, or that she deserved to be cared about. Honey would make it by herself. And this was her mantra. By herself with no one else.

~So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground, I will see you screaming~