( El Dorado isn't a place... it's a statue. )

[Nate's out and about, looking a little something like this, grinning as he goes through the town with some supplies.]

Oh, crap!

[Of course he dropped his Forge. He picks it up and wipes away the snow, clearing up the screen.]

A white Christmas, huh? Place doesn't look so bad when it's covered in white.

[Nate grunts softly as he switches arms ( Read more... )

[So here's Nate, coming in and hauling a small load of goodies when his Forge drops.]

Damn it, stupid thing...

[But it lands next to the innocent-looking basket, which he wonders how it got there in the first place. Of course he opens it, and he's very surprised to find food. A lot of it. Real stuff too, the kind he'd gotten used to eating at ( Read more... )

So, considering a certain turn of events that's happened lately, I've decided to offer my services. You might be wondering what services I mean ( Read more... )

[Had you noticed Nate had disappeared? Of course you hadn't. Or maybe you had. In any case, he had been doing something productive, well, productive according to him at least. A little fumbling is heard before he appears on the screen, looking pretty dirty... or more like dirtier than usual. He runs his fingers through his dust-ridden hair and ( Read more... )

[The camera flips over and over a few times, it even tumbles and drops once before it gets picked up.]

So you're a communicator, huh? Hello there! Uh, I was told this place is called Anatole... where in the world is that? I've never heard of it, never seen it on a map either.

Anyone mind explaining just how the hell I got here?