OOC: I suppose we have a number of players to atleast start. Here goes.
IC: The music of natural Oddworld played just as the birthing of the sun begun. The gushing of the water slapping against the banks and puddles, the ghostly howls of the wind, and the ever so annoying cries of the animals. Oh yeah. It's nature at its strongest. Or sort of ..... Craddled along in the ripples of the waters are hunks of garbage. Metal frames covered in filth, oils, the works. The chief of Akuafobeea, Wapi BigBro Slig, was hanging around the shallow waters right infront of the village's entrance. He was very much ... displeased by the occuring events. Dumping industrial crap into once fresh waters might be understandable, and even okay to live through, but must it come in so many large quantities? Wapi picked up a smelly bag from a puddle of water, more cityslicker waste. Eew. The slig tossed away the bag back into the river. Oh well. Another day comes. He took a deep breath in, fresh air. Still quite potent is organic magic. "Good morning Wapi!" Said the fiendish Grubb, Hydra. Her eyes darted around the place as if she had another nasty trick in mind ... "More garbage I see. Eh?" She said, giving a toothy, possibly mocking, smile. Wapi sighed "G'mornin' Grub lady. What tricks ya got up your sleeves THIS time?" He playfully asked. Hydra merely rolled her eyes. "The village seems fine at the moment. I plan on sending some others out to help fish for the vilage. Wanna come Hydra?" "Sure thing, Wapi."
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