Deep Jungle Pt. 7
Oh my god, had it been really long time since I last posted.
And I blame all that to the fact that a monkey-shaped Heartless (later Carter named Powerwild) stole my laptop. My Laptop! Oh god had it been hectic once I realized my laptop's been stolen. I asked for help, but Carter, Clayton, and Jane had their own business, and me, being a foreigner, shouldn't disturb them.
So I decided to check it myself. I had told the guys at the camp not to look for me, as I had caused enough problems already. Truth be told, though, I hoped reverse psychology works. It doesn't.
I had been in Boyscouts for four years back at Elementary School, and that helped me to find West, East, North, and South. I tried to make a map, but again, my cursed slippery hands drop the pen I borrowed from Professor Carter into a river. I couldn't dive without goggles, sadly. So I couldn't make any map, and you should know what happened.
I get lost. I am stranded. I planned to check around the tent, but I get farther than I thought. Luckily, there are fruits. And I have to thank god for giving me a broken shotgun to use as a stick.
So I wandered around the forest. I hoped I could find the tent, but I couldn't. I keep track of the days, though. A month (a really, really, long month) had been passed, with me wandering around the forest, not knowing whether I walked closer to the tent or farther.
I found something rather wrong, though. The number of Heartless really increased on a Friday in July. There also an increasing amount of escaping gorillas. And forest fires. And gunshots.Three days later it all stopped. If you're paying attention, I found the tent by the sound of the gunshots. And luckily, I'm back at the tent on August 1st. Many things had changed. Clayton's gone. Jane found the 'man in loincloth' with the name of Tarzan. There are no more Heartless attacks. Later Jane told me about Sora and his friends, which I missed.
Damn.
Oh, and this 26 days was me, helped by Tarzan, searching for my laptop. I found it, strangely unscathed, in top of one of the giant trees.
Right now I'm waiting for the train, which I will take, and perhaps I'll go to somewhere less crowded with greenery and man with minimum clothing. Agrabah would be nice.
So, what do I miss?
And I blame all that to the fact that a monkey-shaped Heartless (later Carter named Powerwild) stole my laptop. My Laptop! Oh god had it been hectic once I realized my laptop's been stolen. I asked for help, but Carter, Clayton, and Jane had their own business, and me, being a foreigner, shouldn't disturb them.
So I decided to check it myself. I had told the guys at the camp not to look for me, as I had caused enough problems already. Truth be told, though, I hoped reverse psychology works. It doesn't.
I had been in Boyscouts for four years back at Elementary School, and that helped me to find West, East, North, and South. I tried to make a map, but again, my cursed slippery hands drop the pen I borrowed from Professor Carter into a river. I couldn't dive without goggles, sadly. So I couldn't make any map, and you should know what happened.
I get lost. I am stranded. I planned to check around the tent, but I get farther than I thought. Luckily, there are fruits. And I have to thank god for giving me a broken shotgun to use as a stick.
So I wandered around the forest. I hoped I could find the tent, but I couldn't. I keep track of the days, though. A month (a really, really, long month) had been passed, with me wandering around the forest, not knowing whether I walked closer to the tent or farther.
I found something rather wrong, though. The number of Heartless really increased on a Friday in July. There also an increasing amount of escaping gorillas. And forest fires. And gunshots.Three days later it all stopped. If you're paying attention, I found the tent by the sound of the gunshots. And luckily, I'm back at the tent on August 1st. Many things had changed. Clayton's gone. Jane found the 'man in loincloth' with the name of Tarzan. There are no more Heartless attacks. Later Jane told me about Sora and his friends, which I missed.
Damn.
Oh, and this 26 days was me, helped by Tarzan, searching for my laptop. I found it, strangely unscathed, in top of one of the giant trees.
Right now I'm waiting for the train, which I will take, and perhaps I'll go to somewhere less crowded with greenery and man with minimum clothing. Agrabah would be nice.
So, what do I miss?