May 25, 2010 13:28
[Just at the edge of town, propped up on a tree is what appears to be a New Feather. He's wearing only the white pants that male subjects appear in, but he's not looking too bewildered. He is, however, looking rather sore, as, every time he tries to move he winces with pain and doesn't get very far.]
Ow! Ohh! Man! Everything hurts! I didn't even know I had parts that could hurt like this!
M-maybe I'll just sit here a while longer.....
[He notices his journal, and now speaks into it.]
Hey, while I'm thinkin' of it, has anyone seen my hat? ...Or my clothes?
[[ooc- Death penalty is forgetting May. (This is a note for my own reference.)]]