Board Thread:Off-Topic/@comment-5354667-20140723155446/@comment-25411747-20140807225436

Potateyo wrote: Wow freezekiller450, i didn't expect someone to find me THAT fast Corona woke in the dark, unable to comprehend what is going on. Judging by the clock in his Ocular implant, it's 3 am. He untied himself and let the vines drop off the branch . He looked around for his pack, fortunately, it is still lodged between the fork of the branch. He put it on, Checking the contents(Steel knife, Steel spear,  a lot of copper and two silver coins) Before hopping off the branch and landing expertly without making much noise.

Unconsciously, he glanced his chest. He was very surprised to see that the medal, the universal cross that he has so much treasured, was missing. He got the medal by standing to cover their rear while his platoon retreated and got badly shot up in the process. He had to find it. He checked the wooden hut again. Banana was still sleeping, and the room, filed with awkwardly prepared wooden furniture, like they're rushed through the production process. He turned, and started creeping towards the stone hut, Whoever stole his medal either is in that hut, or has left the island. A glance through the missing wall revealed that the hut was empty. '''It can't be! I'll suppose i'll just search through it then. '''A thorough search revealed a trapdoor, which Led to some kind of shaft. Corona climbed down on the supporting pulley system quickly, after what felt like 50 feet, his boots touched the ground, and he crept towards the first door he saw. he was in what seemed like a bunker, only its walls are stone. Someone emitted a loud snore inside. Corona practically froze. He shuffled towards the door at a snail's pace, and quietly, he put his head through the opening. It took almost five minutes to get his entire head in the room. He spotted a man, lying on a wooden bed-stands on moldy blankets. After scanning and finding out his name was zodiac (Humph, does EVERYONE have strange names here?) He began quietly searching the room. The supply closet held a brownish-green sludge that is so putrid, The smell seemed to color the air. After finding nothing, he scanned his memories again. At least somebody have more memories There were too many memories, and he can't possibly scan all of them in one night, let alone five minutes. So, left with no choice, he began searching the fellow's bag. Some pies, a few weapons... and THE MEDAL! he sighed with relief, but it was replaced with anger that the buy took it. It was in very bad condition, The swords haven cut the colorful strap holding it, A large amount of the pie filling having found itself on the surface of the medallion. And it was bent from being kept at the bottom of the bag. Raging, he considered about killing him right there, but he didn't want to. Instead, he vandalized the bunker and its contents. emptying the bag outside the room, he hid the swords and the crossbow in unlikely places, And salvaging half of the pulley mechanism to make a mechanism that would make pies fall on his face. Chortling, he left a small note of sarcastic apology in his bag, then climbed up the rope. Climbing was easy for corona, before and after he got his arm. His right arm seemed to be o a different color from the rest of his body, white versus tan. It was also abnormally strong, given the muscle cells have been genetically engineered. There were so much benefits that he was almost glad that his arm had to be amputated because of shrapnel, And replaced by the current lab-grown limb. He Climbed out of the bunker, basking in moonlight. 'It's time to go, now, after i get these organics, He thought as he picked most of the apples and berries from their trees and bushes, and sailed to the west of the island.

(Note that i'm abnormally busy these days, so another entry might come only in every 1-3 days)

''Nobody is supposed to find the bunker. Secret for a reason. Also, there are no ocular implants or anythign of the sort in the Survival series, so they need to be editted out.''