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Zain landed quietly in a small tree that stood just at the edge of the beach where the ponies were at. He watched them boredly as he reclined in the branches and strummed his guitar. This time it was a little tune he'd thought up a while ago. "Survival is much more boring then I thought it'd be." He thought

 

(He's basically playing "I hate everything about you" by three days grace, but he's not singing.)


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Fiera noticed the Zebra buck a tree and open up a coconut. Fiera gasped and hovered over to him. "Are you using the other half?" she asked and pointed at it. She was hungry, having not eaten anything while on the boat. It was a pretty big mistake on her part, but at least there was some form of food around, even if it was just a coconut. "I haven't eaten in a while..." she said and looked down at her stomach. 

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Nassir continued to mutter,crushing each petal of the flowers into a fine powder. He would then have to heat of some water, pour the powdered plants into a the water, and stir. He would then have made an effective healing potion. It would not bring somepony back from the brink of death, but it could head cuts, bruises. sprains and, in strong doses, broken or shattered bones.

 

He paused, hearing somepony approach. He did not look up until the mare spoke, glancing at her as she asked about the coconut. He looked at the other half of the shell, wondering if she would be making a brew as well, when she explained. "Ah, I see." He said, slowly nodding, still mashing the plants. "Yes, you may take it,although I believe those crates do have rations. If you wish to have the coconut juice as well, it is in that canteen. I must warn you however. It has an.... acquired taste." 

 

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Fiera smiled and nodded. "Thank you!" she said and picked up the coconut half with her mouth. She hovered over to a corner of the clearing and set down the coconut. Fiera would have started eating, but there was a bit of a problem. "How am i supposed to break off pieces to eat with broken hooves?" she muttered. She picked it up in her mouth again and moved it over next to a tree. She propped it up and then prepared to buck it by standing on her wings. She gave a swift kick to the coconut, pieces flew left and right for quite a ways. Fiera landed on her back two hooves and went to collect the tiny bits of coconut spewed everywhere. She was proud of her work, even if it was messy. She gathered them all up in her arms and sat down to eat them. 


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Flame heard the music and sighed. "You rather play music instead of helping....we may not eat meat but at least some actually have a reason to help others" He said looking at the mare and the other ponies. "Never thought Equinox was friends with one of you" Flame muttered to himself. "You can stop" He said looking at the other boxes. "Going to be here all day with the little help we got here" He said


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Eventually, Scorch came stumbling out of the jungle, covered in dirt, with twigs and leaves sticking wildly out of his mane, he looked worn out and dizzy. "Uh...finally! The beach..." he mumbled, plopping down into the sand with a dull thud. "There...are no mares in the jungle...wow I'm an idiot..." he said weakly, slamming his face into the sand and groaning. "I think I'll just lay here for a while, and wait until somepony walks by to talk...I'm too tired to walk anymore..." he grumbled, looking around weakly, still panting slightly.

 

((Lol, Scorch made a BIG mistake! XD Note: there are no mares in the jungle!))

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"Think nothing of it." He said,  simply, watching the mare take the cocunut shell away. He would have given her the other half as well, if he could have, but he had need of it. He watched her as she took the shell away and, strangely, instead of using her forehooves, chose to buck it while she was still flying. Perhaps her hooves are injured...she seems to be avoiding putting weight on them...  He would ask her once the potion was finished. He stood up, the flowers now a well powdered. He went over to one of the crates he'd oppened before, looking through it and finding a cooking pot. He looked around the clearing, attempting to find what he needed...

 

He found two rocks, but from what he recalled, they did not work well for createing sparks. However, beggers could not be choosers. He went into the jungle, picking up various, dry sticks and some leaves for tinder, and set a circle of rocks around the pile. He began to rub the sticks together, between his hooves. It would be difficult to get a fire started like this. It would require lots of time and determintation, but he needed a fire going to boil water. It would be the only way to finish the brew... at this point, it was just useless powder...

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Flame heard the music and sighed. "You rather play music instead of helping....we may not eat meat but at least some actually have a reason to help others" He said looking at the mare and the other ponies. "Never thought Equinox was friends with one of you" Flame muttered to himself. "You can stop" He said looking at the other boxes. "Going to be here all day with the little help we got here" He said

(thanks for acknowledging zain :P )

Zain sighed and continued to play "I am helping, you get to enjoy music while you work. Besides, I already told you I'm not gonna use whatever's in the boxes, that's all you guy's. I'm just another survivor, don't mind me..." He said, before smiling as he continued to play.


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((I noticed all you griffon OCs seem like a dick except for Sole....))

Flame flew up. "Doesn't matter if you will use it or not some help would be appreciated" Flame said. "Oh what do you care anyways you would rather have us dead instead" Flame said landing back on the ground. "Come on lets continue getting these boxes to the clearing" He said as he started pushing the crates again

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"Come Comet, we have to make some friends." She said in an authoritarian tone that Comet had never heard her use before. Soon she had caught up with the most part of the group; enclosing on Fiera and asking her -using her signature, cute tone- "What are you eating there?". She was still splinter ridden and dusty.

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(dafuq? I thought you sprained your wings! Or was that someone else?)

 

Streamsung and Flame had pushed the supply crates over to the clearing in the forest. Along with the crate that Fireleaf had pushed over there, they should be good on supplies for quite a while. Streamsung let the supply crates drop softly, and exclaimed a sigh of relief. "My name is Streamsung Swann... I think this should be enough crates for now Styke."

 

"Those things were really heavy!" She said with a little sense of pride. As she was catching her breath she examined what happened at the clearing. Flame who was arguing with the Gryphon, Nassir who was making his own little brew, and Fiera who...

 

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"Oh please be careful with those hooves! I told you I would heal them, but you aren't making it easier by waving them around as if they were pompons." She yelled at Fiera, who was not really trying to protect her already broken hooves from damaging them even further. "Just come over here and I'll try to patch you up, you can take something to eat afterwards."

 

Even though it was very impressive how she surpassed her injury with her great feats of acrobatics, Streamsung saw her awfully shattered hooves and it looked horribly painful, and since she had the power to heal them anyway, she wanted to do it as quickly as possible.

 

 

 

Fireleaf had started walking around the clearing and looked at all the vegetation that was around. He had been in jungles, and he reckoned he would be able to predict what kind of jungle this was by looking if he recognized any specific kinds of plants. He was surprised however, because he didn't. In all his years of study and travel he had never seen a race of plants like this. They all seemed somewhat. The leaves of the trees had the same structure as the bushes on the ground, but they weren't very similar to the leaves of trees that he'd seen before. It was fascinating to him, and he began to wander into the jungle to look analyze everything he could find.

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How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Three percent of the population likes classical music, if only we could get it up to four percent we'd be back in business and all our problems would be over." How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Everybody loves classical music! They just haven't found out about it yet!" It's an entirely different world. It's what you make of it that counts.

 

I found an easy way to find out if you've inspired someone. If their eyes are shining, you know you're doing it!

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"M-make some friends? You know I don't do 'make friends' right?" His voice turning to a hush as they approached the coconut-eating pony. Comet tried to dust Bella off as best as possible before she spoke, her 'cute' voice in use. As soon as he heard her voice he quickly relaxed, changing his posture to be a little less tense. He thought her voice was 'dreamy' and almost fell asleep right before her!

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((I noticed all you griffon OCs seem like a dick except for Sole....))

Flame flew up. "Doesn't matter if you will use it or not some help would be appreciated" Flame said. "Oh what do you care anyways you would rather have us dead instead" Flame said landing back on the ground. "Come on lets continue getting these boxes to the clearing" He said as he started pushing the crates again

(I've only got two griffon OCs... )

Zain shrugged "depends on if I need someone to talk to, an island could get very lonely with just me on it." He said, still refusing to leave the tree as he continued to play a different song.

 

(Also, zain isn't so bad. He's just a bit messed up because of his dad. But he's like fluttershy around girls :lol: )


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Fiera laughed and shook her head. "I'll get healing done when my stomach hurts less than my hooves" she yelled back and continued eating. She appreciated the offer, but she was too busy destroying the evil thing called 'hunger'. Nopony should have to endure hunger, not even the evil ponies. She watched the Zebra attempt to make a fire, smiling at the thought of something to keep her warm. 'Sure hopes he gets it working...' she thought as she gnawed at a piece of coconut. 


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(dafuq? I thought you sprained your wings! Or was that someone else?)
*Facehoof* I'll fix that right now))

 

 

When Flame landed he winced in pain. "That was a really bad idea" he said as he heard the mare give him her name and tell him that this should be enough crates. "I believe so Swann this should be enough, in fact that should probably be all of them" He said still feeling pain form flying up a short bit to the trees, he knew he sprained his wings so he doesn't know why he did something like that.


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Nassir smiled happily to himself, letting out a cry of jubilation in the old language, something he was sure neither the ponies, nor potentially the other Zebra would recognize. He leaned down, breathing on the fire to slowly bring it to life, watching the small ember slowly grow into a mass of fire. Nassir sat up, smiling lightly. It was not a big fire: He had not wanted to risk it spreading, but it would certainly get the job done. He threw the two sticks he'd used to make the spark into the flame, standing up again on all 4 hooves, and heading back over to the boxes. Now he needed something to hold the water in, and he couldn't help but imagine the coconut would simply burn up. Besides, he required something with a handle, so as it avoid burning himself on the flame. He was hopeful that their supplies included a pot like the one's he'd seen in Ponyville. 

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Cinderblock.

 

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Cinder shrugged - she hated the gesture and herself for doing it - and considered that It was true what they said - bad habits were contagious. Promising herself that she would stop doing so, the dusty earth mare shrugged again and almost kicked herself in frustration.

 

'Stop doing it then!'

 

Her mind lectured as she turned her attention back to her new sort-of friend.

 

"I really need to find Bubble, you can come if you like? Or... uhm..." Spying a thin trail of smoke silhouetted against a slightly orange light, she grinned. "Someone's started a fire! We can meet back there if you want?"


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((Is it ok if I have Scorch find Bubble and talk to her?))

 

Scorch eventually got bored of lying down, and decided to take a walk, but not near the deeper parts of the jungle like last time. As he walked, his thoughts drifted. "Oh buck...this is all so humiliating...first I sleep through most of the day and miss most of the group, then I get lost in the forest chasing after mares...what's next? An anvil dropping on my head!?" he thought, shaking his head.

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Bubble Burst!

 

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(Sorry, slightly godmoddy, but after that line, I couldn't help it!)

 

It was so close...!

 

Bubble inched along the branch: still not quite certain exactly why she was following the butterfly - other than that she simply wanted to. It had been So close when she lost her balance.

 

Now, Bubble had a habit of landing on her hooves - figuratively and literally and a good thing it was too, for keeping her out of trouble. What she didn't have a habit of was falling on ponies...

 

"Hi!" The chirpy mare announced herself as she plummeted down onto the stallions head like some particularly brightly coloured novelty anvil - forgetting about her little adventure instantly as she tumbled (still quite cheerfully) to the ground.

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Scorch barely had time to register the mares greeting before she landed on his head, knocking him to the ground with a grunt. After a few moments of groaning and rubbing his head, he looked over to the pink maned mare, who had not moments before, fallen n his head out of nowhere. "ugh...w-what the buck? Who are you? Where the heck did you fall from!? Gah!" he exclaimed, holding his head and rubbing it tenderly. "Ow...she's a lot heavier than she looks...but she's definitely the cutest anvil I've ever seen..." he thought, before getting t his hooves and standing over the colorful mare with a raised eyebrow. "Who are you? Are you alright?" he asked, holding out a hoof to help her up.

 

((That was freaking hilarious!! XD Don't worry dude, I forgive you, lol.))

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*Facehoof* I'll fix that right now))

 

 

When Flame landed he winced in pain. "That was a really bad idea" he said as he heard the mare give him her name and tell him that this should be enough crates. "I believe so Swann this should be enough, in fact that should probably be all of them" He said still feeling pain form flying up a short bit to the trees, he knew he sprained his wings so he doesn't know why he did something like that.

Streamsung cringed at the pain of the other pagasus. She could nearly feel i herself and felt really bad for him. "Let's get ouselves something to eat from the crates as well... Then I'll check your wings. They look painful!" She said as she opened one of the crates. She struck gold immediately. "Apples! Apple cider! This crate is full of it!" She exclaimed as she grabbed an apple and eagerly took a bite.


How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Three percent of the population likes classical music, if only we could get it up to four percent we'd be back in business and all our problems would be over." How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Everybody loves classical music! They just haven't found out about it yet!" It's an entirely different world. It's what you make of it that counts.

 

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Dawnblink woke up with a jolt, practically waking up immediately. He looked up at the sun, remembering hearing someone say you could tell the time by the position of the sun. Well the sun hadn't moved much, so he guessed he had taken a nap for half an hour. "Well that should be good enough for levitating. Definitely not going to try blinking yet." Seeing that not many ponies were still at the beach and some smoke in the distance, he decided to pick up a crate and follow the smoke. Once he had gotten to the clearing where the fire and some ponies were (I think) he dropped the crate and sighed. "Was I not present for any exciting events?"

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"It is painful and thank you" He said going over to the crate. "Luckily there was this crate" He said taking an apple out of the crate and eating it. "Reason why I haven't took to the skies to look for the clearing has been my wings...I really hope I didn't break them and they are only sprained" He said as he looked at Swann. "You really think you can fix my wings or stop the pain" He asked her.


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After a moment more of playing he decided to explore the beach a little more and silently swooped out of the tree and through the air. As he did he continued to play his guitar absentmindedly. "All of these ponies are so serious and short tempered, I can't even talk to them without getting bitched at..." He mumbled irritatedly


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"It is painful and thank you" He said going over to the crate. "Luckily there was this crate" He said taking an apple out of the crate and eating it. "Reason why I haven't took to the skies to look for the clearing has been my wings...I really hope I didn't break them and they are only sprained" He said as he looked at Swann. "You really think you can fix my wings or stop the pain" He asked her.

Streamsung looked at the stallion in pain. "Sure I can! All I need is water, my voice and my magic... And perhaps some coöperation from your side." She said. She started to walk around the crates and found a large box filled with bottles of mineral water. "These should do... Come sit by the fire where it's nice and warm, then I'll get started." She said as she took three of the bottles to the fire and sat down.


How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Three percent of the population likes classical music, if only we could get it up to four percent we'd be back in business and all our problems would be over." How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Everybody loves classical music! They just haven't found out about it yet!" It's an entirely different world. It's what you make of it that counts.

 

I found an easy way to find out if you've inspired someone. If their eyes are shining, you know you're doing it!

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