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The Ship with Silver Sails

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[Jun. 20th, 2007|01:35 am]
The Ship with Silver Sails


Aiight. My half of that adventure with JessJess last week.

[Hahahaha, totallyalmost forgot to give some sort of back story here, rather than generic image descriptions.]

On a rather hot day, our two intrepid heroes Jessus and Orville set out to explore the treacherous banks of the Seine River.

Both Jessus and Orville love this sign.

Jessus delving into their rations, preparing herself for the dangers that may lie ahead.

Wilf and Evelyn.

Orville managed to over expose the photo of Jessus demonstrating her battling abilities.

Jessus can knock the wings off of a fly.

They encountered new and terrifying creatures.

As well as cryptic warnings.

And a memorial unto the fallen.

Our two brave explorers decided to rest beneath the concrete shelter and enjoy the shade and rushing river to enjoy their spoils of the day and poke some smot.

Jessus is intrigued by the bottle of Hoegaarden acquired from the local outpost.

Various shots of the fizzy, bitter drink.

The underside of the mysterious concrete structure.

Jessus in deep concentration.

A pictobox.

Jessus using her pictobox.

Here be dragons!

Our daring adventurers.

An example of the strange fungi found growing. Orville advises that one neither eat nor touch it.

Examples of the strange images found beneath the structure.

Orville appears to have caught Jessus in the act of. Something.

Captured specimen #829, aka Candyman.

Having grown restless, our ineffable explorers marched off in search of new discoveries, and most important of all; food.

They encountered another monster of frightening proportions.

Soon they found themselves delving into a local delicacy that ended up causing a stir in their stomachs. They opted out of finishing the rest and left it to the resident wildlife.

Having found a sacred spool, our heroines participated in the ancient game of KICKITASHARDASYOUFUCKINGCANDOWNTHESTREET and made quite a racket until they arrived back at base camp.

The end.


From: (Anonymous)
2007-06-20 08:38 pm (UTC)
That picture you caught of me painting the wall in mud? I look HORRIBLE! Oh well, the price of fame I suppose.


Great shots, Orville!
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