John arrives with native clothes on.
John:Ready! lets have a feast tonight!

John grabs a few traps.

Shiva smiles and helps him with the traps.

*Ruffle ruffle*
John: Uhoh! we better hurry with the traps!

John hurrys into a bush and waits.

Alexander: Can I come I enjoy a good hunt every now and then
*helps with the trap's*
"When do we leave?".

(This is all confusing, first we race in a pool, then we hunt for food? Ohwell)

Walks to the canoo and get's a packet of tent. He holds it with one of his four arms reads the label.

"I was hoping it was Elum chubs"

Opens the pack, and thows it onto the ground. It expands into a ladder.

"Can I see any types of trees?" He says to himself.

Cheeeeeeee!

John had trapped his first paramite!

John:Yes! We have paramite pie for desert!

(.... eerrrrrrrr. yes, Abe16, your confusing RPG)

The bright white sun is shining behind Olen, He turns to face the rest of the area

(occ: I didn't know what was going on from the beggining, I say go with the flow)

Alex: grab's the neck of a scrab
"What the?, that's not a paramite!"

Scrab cut's alex's arm open
"Ahhhh!, back up man down!.

*Picks spear*

Kreek: Hopefully I can get better aim with a spear than I can with my gun.

*He goes into a bush*

Kreek: I can see something!

*Throws spear*

Kreek: I think I hit it. I wonder what it is?

*see's kreek* "Yo! buddy little help!?"

*Kreek runs to Alex*

Kreek: *Attacking Scrab with spear* What would you do without me?

*Spear breaks*

Kreek: Crap! Run! HELP!

John:What! Huh!? Take this!

John throws his spear at the scrab and it dies.

Joh: Phew, you owe me one!

Kreek: Yeah, thanks...

*Takes deep breaths*

Kreek: Anyway, that's more food for tonight!

John: Ya got that Right!

He takes the scrab corpse to the bamboo made kitchen.

Olen finds a tall tree, which he put his ladder against it. As he looks up, he can see some nuts and fruits. He put his four amrs on the ladder, and climbs up. Olen feels the winds blwing the tree hard. Olen climbs quickly and reaches the food he's looking for.

"This should be fine"

He looks down. He get's his knife out, and starts cutting them off. He then drops them on the softer surface so they don't brake.

"These look very juicey"

He manages to take the fruits and nuts all down, so he climbs back down aswell. He then get's a carryer bag, holding with his two hands, and puting the food with his other.

John has trouble trieing to find out how to cook.

John:how the hell am I supposed know how to cook!?

John Looks once more in the cook book.

John:Oh! that's how!

And he starts preparing dinner.

Kreek: Hey, I'll help.

*Cuts up meat with spear head*

John: thanks Kreek.

John slice's all the meat with Kreek's help.

He puts it in the, (What do they use?) Sun or oven and let it cook.

They probably have a campfire.

Kreek: *Smells cooking food* Wow! That smells good!

*Goes over to it*

Kreek: How long until it's done?

John:Let me see, uh,3 minutes.

John looks in cookbook he brought.

Thanks about the scrab alex exclaims to jhon and kreek.
Alex:Hey guy's, I was thinking don't paramite's usually travel in pack's?.*hear's noise behind him*
Alex: Ah crap!

Olen walks back to the shleter, and puts the food on the table

"Here. I'm going to the river to find some fresh water"

Faces robot

"You stay, I'll come back"

Olen walks to the cannoo, and drags to the river. He carrys a water bag, which will fill the water with.

Alex:Build's fence in case of paramites.
"Okay if anyone is outside the fence say now or you'll be dead meat!"..........."Okay"
*locks fence gate*.

Kreek: Hey Alex, you just locked Olen outside.

*Prepares food that Olen brought back*

*Ding!* The timer that John also brought went off.
John:Oh boy! the scrab meat's ready!

John gets the meat carefully and yells for dinner.

Alex:Who's gonna come with me to get I'll need someone brave.....

*whistles*

John:Uh, I'll, go, eat my dinner!

Alex:Ah! why is no-one besides me willing to go out to certain deth to make sure we all survive(sigh)"I'll go look for him".....
Walk's off in to the forest down to the riverside.

John grabs a slice of meat and bites into it.

John:Bleh! this needs some bar-B-que sauce!

Hey Olen you down here?. Searches* Hey there you are my god you got ugly,wait a sec your'e not Olen! (STAP SOUND) fall's to ground* "Ow".