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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2017 5:13:43 GMT -5
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Chickapin Hill @oswald, Thread ahoy!
Br'er Bear scratched his head as he looked around himself. Clouds as far as his eyes could see, there were rocks sticking out of them, which he assumed were mountains. But how did they climb those down the clouds? Br'er Fox meanwhile was gritting his teeth and on his knees. "First the white rooms, the white stairs, the white walls, the white doors, the WHITE DAMNED TOWER! And now? NOW WE'RE ON CLOUDS!!" he was listing the things up quickly before shouting parts. "The mountains are brown," the bear said calm, making the fox give him an angered look, his eyes were almost bloodshot. He started to punch the clouds beneath his feet, but the clouds were very much solid. "Lots of rainbows," the bear continued while looking up at the rainbows that seemed to stick out of the clouds too. The fox started to sob.
While Br'er Fox was on the ground, Br'er Bear walked calm onward, there seemed to be like a path in the clouds. He wondered how they were standing on clouds, they always looked so fluffy. After a bit, Br'er Fox also got to his feet again and looked bored at the mountains and the rainbows. "There isn't any rain," knowing rainbows only came from rain in sunlight. Looking down his feet, the clouds were too white to be rainclouds in his opinion. He wondered if normal clouds also carried rain.
Also the mountains were odd in the fox' opinion. If they could stand on it, how did they get through? Or was it not that solid? "Watch out you don't fall through!" the fox snarled towards the bear. Br'er Fox didn't like this one bit, but despite his troubles working with Br'er Bear at times, he didn't want to end up alone in these strange places. He slowly walked after the bear while studying the place around him and the floor below him. He hoped the bear wouldn't suddenly sink into the clouds or something.
The two kept walking along the path until Br'er Bear came to a halt by a rock sticking out of the clouds. There was something shining above it, so he thought it might be something valuable as he started to try and climb the rocks. Br'er Fox was just walking his way before halting and staring dull at the bear trying to climb to vertical wall. "Really?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2017 5:41:58 GMT -5
Ahh, Oswald remembered his first parachuting trip. Personally, he always preferred doing it with his eyes closed. Skydiving was a great thrill when you couldn’t see the ground screaming towards you and ready to eat you up. Of course, around this time the store clerk usually came up to the fan he’d turned on, kicked the ironing board from under him and asked him to leave. He really needed to try the real thing. Of course, when it comes to exploring places that are more vertically oriented…you usually need to have a little bit of creativity. Oswald was certainly a great creator, but he lacked one particular skill – knowledge of how to operate a parachute. Which is fine, considering he had a perfect alternative.
Gently floating down amidst the clouds, admiring the brilliant sorceror’s tower with a bedazzled smile, he grasped rather tightly against the large umbrella he used to float down amidst the clouds, basically going in blind with only the base goal of landing upon one of them and starting his little trek. Boy, this was going to require a lot of bouncing. He suddenly wished he’d packed a pair of sneakers before trying this one out. Within moments, he found himself descending against a rock wall, observing the mountains that towered around this area. But did they, really? Scale seemed askew, totally out of whack. It was like this place was just one big setpiece for an oversized opera and really catchy classical music everyone would forget in a few years. Reaching into the back of his short’s pocket, he pulled free his remote and hummed gently as he activated it. With a flash of electricity that echoed through the clouds, a flashlight levitated briefly before him – right before it fell. Thankfully he managed to catch it with a foot, tossing it up into his hand as he put his remote away. He mused at the odd reflections upon the clouds as he shone down from up above with the flashlight, snickering to himself.
Finally, the source of the light a certain starstruck bear was fascinated with became clear. As it shuttered out of existence, replaced instead with the blurry but soon sharpening image of a…rabbit floating down through the air whilst holding onto a black umbrella. A really trashy one too – so trashy it shouldn’t reasonably work. Yet, there he was , falling past the bear and only stopping his descent when he inhaled deeply and puffed upwards, his blowing alone seemingly pushing the umbrella up a little bit further as he just hung there,hand upon his hip and a big grin at his features. “Saaay, do I know you boys from somewhere? You look really out of place! No fair, you guys took the low road, I had to take the highroad to get here.”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 15, 2018 11:13:45 GMT -5
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Chickapin Hill @oswald, Sorry for immense lateness!
Br'er Fox was highly annoyed as he continued his way. Moving on, his face was moving all over the place. Left, right, up, down, not an area unspotted. His concentration was perhaps lacking, but he surely would catch every like every tiny part of ground and sky. Honestly, with the fox' reflexes, it was unlikely he would skip any part of reality at this point, dislike the humiliations he had suffered in the past, he had shown some immense skills in reflex and observation.
Considering the terrain, there was little to observe thus far. Apart from clouds, mostly clouds, and a rabbit, a lot of clouds. What. His attention changed as he stared at said rabbit. He recalled a very rabbits of difficulty in catching, but this... a black rabbit, definitely different. Even if his partner was unlikely to care, he did. THERE WAS A RABBIT. Disregarding his partner that was climbing up the wall of rubbish, the fox' eyes widened as he heard the rabbit speak.
The Fox started to shake his head, "oh no, no, no," he started odd, he thought for a moment as he observed the rabbit, "don't look familiar," he replied while scratching his chin and seeing the rabbit fly by sadly. The fox started to move after and had pulled out an axe from who-knows-where. "But where are you from there? You know where we are?" he asked curiously. In his mind thinking how he was getting both information and a meal.
The bear sighed as he climbed down, annoyed on how he was meaning to now follow a rabbit in the sky. He halted during his climb down as he noted that he'd possibly be too late, he noticed the Fox moving to go after the rabbit, so he let him and went to climb further up to get whatever was shining.
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