kungfublackfrog: (Adam Whut?)
[There's a familiar buzzing sound on the network; apparently it's been a little over two weeks since his last post and the communicator wanted to make sure he was alive. However, Adam wasn't holding the device. It proved otherwise because everyone could hear a loud clunk and crash hit the damn thing.]

Whoa, so it can break?

[There's sounds of gathering up something and hitting a mat like he was sitting down. As he speaks, he sounds pretty tired. A mental note to not pull a sun up to nighttime patrol shift anytime soon.]

So I can guess everyone's been getting visitors lately. While I'm glad they're not beings that want to eat brains, they still make me feel a little unhinged. And you can't get rid of them because they come back.

[Pause and gaps.]

...and strike that statement about them breaking.

[There's a pause before he speaks again.]

I'm planning on giving self defense lessons for anyone who wants them after Halloween is over. It doesn't matter if you have skill or not, I'll welcome everyone here who's willing to learn. Just give me a time and we'll work something out. Also, I am up for sparring if anyone wants it.

kungfublackfrog: (Adam Srs Business)
 In Discedo's hospital. 

I'm alive so don't worry. 

I'm sorry that you didn't hear from me.

I know there's bigger things going on. Saw the broadcast.
kungfublackfrog: (Adam Disturbed or Nightmare)
[The camera turns on to a sleeping Adam, lying in bed. His chest is wrapped up like a mummy's due to what happened a week ago and his breathing is steady. One would be surprised that he's been out for an entire week.

There's some twitching from his body as he makes a slight sound.]


Nngh...

[His eyes slowly open as if he were waking up from some wonderful dream...but we all know how far away this dream was.]

Wha...

[He slowly gets up and whinces, one hand over the bandages and hunches over.]

What's going on?

[He looks around the room in a panic.]

Rocky? Aisha? H-hey, where are you guys?!

[His voice is starting to sound frantic as he tries to stand up but falls back down again.]



Please tell me we escaped from that big gold monkey...guys, answer me!






(OOC: Adam is referring to when he and his friends were kidnapped by Goldar; his last memory.)
kungfublackfrog: (Adam run or another kicking ass icon)
[The feed starts by showing a close up of a hand followed by the sounds of loud coughing and sputtering. When the hand moves away, there's a pile of blankets behind it that were moving sluggishly. In the corner of the room was a pile of clothes that were thrown like the person didn't care.

And if anyone noticed where this took place, it looked like the spot where a certain ranger trained and stayed at.
 
Speaking of rangers, Adam poked his head out of the blankets, his face looking completely flushed with a high fever and then he notices the camera was on.]


...again? Seriously, this thing is defective.


[There's a look of annoyance and his hand moves over the communicator, ending the feed.

Afterwards, he slightly pushes it aside and coughs more into the pillow. Why was he sick? Well, running around in the rain didn't help matters.]


...ugh. Dammit.

[That's the last thing he says before finally succuming to exhaustion and passing out.]
kungfublackfrog: (Adam working or fixing something)

Wow, there's a lot of green here and I mean A LOT of it. Maybe once the rain clears, I can start clearing some of the weeds and plant some of those seeds we brought with us. Haven't done planting since high school but I guess I'll learn as I go along, right? There's a store here that has the equipment needed so it won't be bad. Plus, I need to do something useful. Can't stand doing nothing. [OOC: Dissimulo group can do action if you want.]

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