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− | "The Island | + | "The Island," laughs the Captain. "Isn't that where you came from?" |
− | " | + | "Well, yes," you say. "But I-" |
− | + | "Relax. The Island is where everybody comes from. Hey, it's also where everyone goes ''to''." | |
− | + | You float in the water, confused. A [[Tropicalia/gollichord|multicolored bird]], like a giant glowing liquid dragon, flies overhead. | |
− | " | + | "The Island is a gathering spot," says a woman, climbing over from her raft to one closer to the Captain's. She steps gingerly over a network of wooden planks connecting the rafts together. |
− | " | + | "And who gathers?" You ask. |
− | + | The woman looks around, to indicate the Raftspeople. A gentle wind carries forth from her glance, expanding to indicate other people who are not too far off yet not within view. | |
− | " | + | "Are there any special gathering times, or places? Or should I just show up?" |
− | The | + | The Captain looks you over again. This time he seems to hold you in higher respect than when he first sized you up. |
− | " | + | "Look, kiddo. Are you looking for adventure?" |
− | + | * [[Tropicalia/Raftland/Captain/Adventure!|"Yes!"]] | |
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− | * [[Tropicalia/Raftland/ | ||
* [[Tropicalia/Swim around the whirlpool|"No thanks, I'll just go back now."]] | * [[Tropicalia/Swim around the whirlpool|"No thanks, I'll just go back now."]] | ||
* [[Tropicalia/Raftland/Captain/What is Tropicalia?|"Can you tell me about Tropicalia?"]] | * [[Tropicalia/Raftland/Captain/What is Tropicalia?|"Can you tell me about Tropicalia?"]] | ||
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Latest revision as of 16:25, 29 June 2015
"The Island," laughs the Captain. "Isn't that where you came from?"
"Well, yes," you say. "But I-"
"Relax. The Island is where everybody comes from. Hey, it's also where everyone goes to."
You float in the water, confused. A multicolored bird, like a giant glowing liquid dragon, flies overhead.
"The Island is a gathering spot," says a woman, climbing over from her raft to one closer to the Captain's. She steps gingerly over a network of wooden planks connecting the rafts together.
"And who gathers?" You ask.
The woman looks around, to indicate the Raftspeople. A gentle wind carries forth from her glance, expanding to indicate other people who are not too far off yet not within view.
"Are there any special gathering times, or places? Or should I just show up?"
The Captain looks you over again. This time he seems to hold you in higher respect than when he first sized you up.
"Look, kiddo. Are you looking for adventure?"
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