[IC] The Island | Freeform & Relaxed

[AncientCrusader]

Sarden shifted uneasily in his waterlogged boots, "Well, it's just lovely to meet everyone n'all, but I'm starving." He glanced over at Prometheus and nodded, "plus this guy isn't looking so good. We need to go find some shelter, and take stock of our situation. Hey, centau- cervitaur, what's wrong with you anyway?"

The sound of the old man, jumping and cheering, stole Sarden's attention. Non-surprisingly, it seemed that he had found his crazy self yet another pebble. "I wonder if there's something to that old crazy bastard and his pebble obsession. He said there were other people here; perhaps those pebbles are their version of currency or something?"

Sarden fell silent, realising he was babbling a bit too much. Did he do that often? Was that one of his traits? He couldn't remember. Perhaps rolling his tongue back into his mouth and allowing the others to speak would yield a plan worth following.

[Entropsy]

The stag-like creature straightened, as if it would stop the trembling of his hands and hooves. For all the world he tried to tower over the human with his 7 foot advantage, finding he didn't care much for the insinuation that he was weaker than the rest.

"I believe my people are fey-born," Prometheus' accent was flat, even condescending. "but not immortal. I'm no young buck anymore. When you reach a certain age, Mr. Kirok, you might find your hands betray your archer's head as well....and if you must know, I'm feeling much better than when I awoke to that dry fool." He tossed his hair in the direction of the old man and snorted, before taking a few calming breaths.

"Better to be safe than sorry. Humans can't go much longer than a fortnight without food, yes? If it is a currency, we might be able to purchase sustenance, rather than skewer the island lizards."

[Silver Fox]

Adi stared blankly at the fleshy newcomers, few being inhuman while most were exactly that. By all were fleshy creatures that required nutrition and substance in order to continue their life span. The android on the other hand, would be fine as long as the sun was out. Thanks to the built in solar power system. His slightly pale skin was made of a material to feel soft similar to flesh but it wasn't quite as squishy as these people probably were. Feline ears twitching among its silver hair, the android scanned the area with its blue eyes.

"Processing.... It would be highly recommended starting to find a suitable place for shelter and building it before nightfall. As well as gathering food. Temperatures may significantly drop at nightfall, causing discomfort. As well as a precaution against any possible nocturnal predators residing on the island." Adi spoke in its neutral slightly synthetic voice. If Adi didn't speak in such a monotone, one could easily mistake it as a human. Its body was just about a exact replica of a human, even copying body heat and softness. Though it seemed to hold a bit of both girlish and boyish looks, it seemed mostly based of a males.

"Seaweed is edible for human digestion." It stated as it picked up a piece of Seaweed and examined it.

[Krauxis]

From her position idly sprawled on the ground, Miko looked up at the group, who seemed to be talking about... rocks? Ah, that's right, that old guy was talking about the rocks earlier, too. No, no, it wasn't the rocks, it was the food. Miko's loudly growling stomach insisted they had been talking about food. She eyed the seaweed that was held out by the confusing silver-haired being in front of her, but was less than tempted.

"Tell you what, you clean that stuff properly and give me some salt, I'll have at that seaweed for a few days. But we'd still have to worry about nutrition, yeah? Doesn't anybody have a nice garden around here? Maybe a bar...?" Her gaze drifted lazily into the distance as she thought about how well a cold drink would go down with some salted Nori, then hung her head in despair at the thought of Nori being their only source of food. It was supposed to be a steak in that daydream, dammit, why's this guy putting seaweed in my brain? Ugh.

"Can we even be sure there's others here? Not sure I wanna trust every old man I see picking up stones on the beach..."

[Silver Fox]

The silver haired individual glanced toward the female at her comment on its suggestion on seaweed. "Actually seaweed is a extremely nutritious vegetable. This food is low in Saturated Fat, and very low in Cholesterol. It is also a good source of Vitamin A, Vitamin C, Vitamin E (Alpha Tocopherol), Vitamin K, Niacin, Pantothenic Acid and Phosphorus, and a very good source of Riboflavin, Folate, Calcium, Iron, Magnesium, Copper and Manganese. It makes a healthy diet, other than the high sodium it contains. Survivability can last for some time just on this, it even contains some protein that is needed to keep the muscles fully healthy. Though this is based of human nutrition. Although, seaweed is not to everyone's tastes." Adi spoke in a clear voice as it described the reason seaweed was good for the body before it walked along and started to gather some edible seaweed that was suitable for digestion. While it silently noted the tall female to be a non-human organic life form.

The android walked around the beach, pulling a small silver pill from its coat pocket before it suddenly grew into a decent sized pot. Gathering more seaweed it found suitable for digestion, it put the lumps of vegetable into the pot. Seeming to need to collect a lot in order to feed all the fleshy creatures that Adi had seen so far here. After all, there was little worry or requirements in taking care of Adi Mark Vlll. Its creator had done well in minimalizing the needs of the non-life form so owners would be satisfied in their perfect robot.

[Cubix]

Yellow sprinted towards the small conclave of individuals. He quickly wore his pants and boots, followed by his longsleeves. After that, he grouped his blonde hair, and wrapped them in his favorite bandana. Yellow also made sure that his dagger was hanging from his waist--- wouldn't want those landlubbers to know that he had already killed a person back then. The young lad zipped through the sand as he arrived at the group, his breath panting hard, but his smile bright as the sunlight.

"Hiya!" the lad greeted them as he waved his arm. All he could muster from the group was that they were talking about food and seaweed. That was certainly a very deep conversation. Honestly, for him, seaweed was pretty good as a last resort meal. You don't always get salted meat or smoked lamb everyday, and when times get salty, seaweed would be the best alternative. Hell, he could remember people fighting over the last seaweed strand! That's how valuable seaweed is--- when times get rough. However, the strange kid began to mutter a straight train of nonsense which really irritated Yellow a wee bit.

"Woah, woah there Hotpot!" Yellow raised his arms. "Can ya be speakin' a wee bit slowly? Makes people understand it more, savvy? Still, I do agree with ye, hotpot. Seaweed is mighty useful in times like 'dis. They be the only things edible left." Yellow nodded his head as if he had won a reasonable argument. "Still, ya nook'o'crannies be the survivors of this here island? Ya all seem special 'nuf."

Suddenly, Yellow turned to the weird kid, and snapped in surprise. "By Neptune's trident! Ya have... a pot... in... your belly? What kind of jack'o'bolt are ye?"

[Silver Fox]

Adi continued to collect ideal seaweed, though it did stand and look toward the newcomer with yellow hair. A human male with a similar appearance of those of a pirate. Logically, the database says that pirates were not good individuals to be around but there was no programming denying assistance to them. He was human, so therefore he was just another organic life form Adi was bound to serve.

"Apologies, sir. To summarize, seaweed is one of the most nutritious vegetables, despite being a uncommon meal for the human population." Adi replied in the same polite monotone though slightly slower so that the yellow haired organic could understand. "I do not comprehend your name for this unit. I am of regular temperature and I have no similar shape towards a pot." the android said toward the 'Hotpot' comment, seeming unsure why this human called it that.

At the surprised outburst and Adi seeming satisfied with the amount of seaweed collected, it held the pot between its hands as it returned to stand closer among the group. Blue eyes looking at the pirate at his surprised statement.

"It did not come out of my belly, it came out of one of the sets in my coat pocket. Although, this unit can heat pots and foods inside my belly." Adi corrected before slightly giving a bow toward the surprised human. "I am the Android Developmental Intellagence Mark Vlll. Adi for short. I am a unit who has come with both programming and equipment to serve the organic human needs. Be it cooking, reading, communication, amusement, or momentarily desire. A pleasure to meet you sir and may I serve you well." it said all the while bowed before standing straight again. Black feline ears twitching slightly amongst the silver hair.

[Baesil]

Diana grasped subconsciously at his own upper arms as he stood there, meekly, just outside the cluster of survivors. They were definitely an odd bunch, but he took no notice, staring out into the horizon through a pair of eyes red from crying. There is nothing but water out there, nothing but water, nothing but- he was shaking, his hands took the brunt of it, they were at best comparable to those of the cervitaur.

He turned finally, shaking his head lightly and blinking once or twice to regain himself. Dai brushed away the tears from his cheeks, but the red tint there remained as evidence. Since their arrival, he hadn't spoken a word, but he'd been listening distractedly... as witches had long since perfected the art of eavesdropping, even to the point of it being unintentional. With no interest in eating seaweed, or, in fact, eating anything at all considering the trauma he'd just endured, he turned his attention to the sand and knelt to pick up a small, smooth stone. The prospect of riches for pebbles didn't quite put away the fact he was soaking wet, but it was a distraction none the less... although he was making a deliberate effort to keep his back to the treeline, all the while, trembling visibly.

[Razboinic]

Charlie blinked big green eyes toward the group of strange creatures standing around talking. It took her a few seconds to figure out what they were speaking of as it was not her native tongue. She must have understood wrong though as it seemed they were talking to a robot named....Mark? Or Adi? She was not sure. Not sure at all. Everything was oh so foggy. It hurt to think about the past, made a headache pound in her skull like thunder.

The other topic registered pebbles. They were having a conversation about pebbles. The man that had left her on the beach to die instead of helping her had talked about pebbles too. If they both talked about pebbles did that mean she shouldn't trust them just like she didn't trust the old man? Charlie decided to stay hidden until she was sure of anything more than the hopelessness that filled her soul. Someone used to tell her soul's were where your strength and fortitude came from. she squinted, but couldn't picture who. Frusteration coursed through her.

Water lapped at her feet. Maybe this water had a tide. Charlie decided to find somewhere else to hide on higher ground where she could continue to watch the strange people talk.