[Warnz]

Name: Walt
Species: Blackberry Slikey (S)
Gender: Male
Loyalty: 3
Toughness: 4
Exploration: 7
Endurance: 3
Intelligence: 4
Righteousness: 0
Darkness: 3
Fame: 2
Passive Traits: Expert Swimmer, Evasive Reflexes
Battle Traits: None

On the edge of the Baian Swamp, a good-sized cargo jet was parked on the soil next to a small, decrepit village. A lot of hub-bub was ensuing around it, but there was only one being in the hold.

Walt was pacing back and forth, in between the steel walls of the cargo hold. Pacing wasn't necessarily one of his favorite habits, in fact, he completely hated it, but he was too engrossed in thought to notice his hypocritical act. This better work out, or else I'll be fired from the network for good. If those contestants don't show up soon, there might just be a slight accident. I'm sure they'll show up,though... This kind of thinking also wasn't something he did often, and he sure as heck didn't enjoy thinking about his occupational situation. All he could do now was wait, wait for the contestants eventual arrival...

{Walt: I}

{My computer is having severe keyboard troubles so I most likely will not be able to post soon>>>}

[Shaetani]

[center]
Goblin - M - Bramble Penticorn
Species: Bramble Penticorn (L)
Loyalty: 5
Toughness: 11
Exploration: 9
Endurance: 7
Intelligence: 4
Righteousness: 3
Darkness: 1
Fame: 7
Passive Traits: Jungle Stamina, Track, Trap Sense, Child of the Swamps
Battle Traits: Hard Hooves, Stoneblood, Spit Poison

Track - Your pet can track others.
Trap Sense - Your pet can sense the presence of mechanical traps.
Child of the Swamps - Your pet can easily survive in swampy terrain.

Seems Goblin was the first contestant to arrive. they had spent the night in a nearby hotel, and he had woken with the rising sun. A swift meal of wheaties (Breakfast of champions you know) andhe was out the door, without bothering to wake the others. If they wanted to sleep in, all the better for him. With his head held high and a dangerous glint in his eyes, he stalked forth, making his way up onto the plane as suggested. If there were cameras, if they were following his moves, he paid them no mind. He was here for one thing, and one thing only. To prove that he was the best. Seeing the blackberry silky, Goblin's ears perked, and his voice rumbled forth. "Are you the walt that I talked to over the phone? I'm Goblin." Let the games begin.

(post 1)

[GrayGriffin]

"We're here! At last!" gasped Summerfall. She had run most of the way here, in her excitement at this contest. Flag was at her side, his look a bit disdainful as he stumbled through the muck.

"So...two of you are here. Are you ready to lose?" he asked. That was something his brother might say, but he just couldn't resist. He had his beloved at his side, and he was ready to take on anything these two could throw at him. Summerfall was poking at the ground, perhaps inspecting its sogginess and potential for paint.

[1, 1]

[robopup24]

Agrippa

Late. Tardy. Pick your choice of words.
Whatever it was, Agrippa knew that he had little time to get to the little contest. The Mr. Wilson peered through the undergrowth cautiously, his little sneakers slipping in the mud. He was a bold creature, yes. But could he do this? Of course he can!
Agrippa flapped out of the undergrowth, looking rather comical. He hauled a mini satchel bag along with him "Here I am." He cooed. "Sorry I'm late. Tardy. Whatever." He looked around him and piped up, "Shall we begin?"

[Warnz]

"Ah, yes, the contestants! I knew that you would arrive, though late you all seemed to be." Walt had obviously not noticed the early-bird Goblin, mistaking him for topiary being loaded into the hold. "Now that we're all- wait a minute, where are the rest of the contestants? We simply can not start without them... Where are they?!?!" Walt was swiftly turning back to his frustrated, nervous self, reinstating his pacing.

~~~~~

Deep in the swamp, a deserted Mayan-esque temple sat, partially sunk into the tar-beds surrounding it. A helicopter, with the label "EETP" decaled onto its sides, was lowering a crate through a sinkhole in its top. Whatever the crate contained was obviously quite displeased...

[We are still waiting for Domacio and Amber. Hopefully they will get to it so that we may be starting soon...]

{Walt: 2}

[GrayGriffin]

"Can't we just start without them?" growled Flag. "I mean, they've kept us waiting so long! Is there any way you can contact them?"

Summerfall sidled up to him and licked his ear. "Now, now, darling, calm down."

[2, 2]

[Shaetani]

Goblin's tail started to lash about in impatience. Where Where the other contestants? He wasn't worried much about the Kuhna's, but the mr. Wilson could prove a worthy opponent... after all, he could fly. Well, come to think of it, the Kuhna's could fit into smaller spaces... he supposed they wouldn't rig the contest with things that each one couldn't do... some aspects of it just might be more challenging than others. Hearing the Kuhna's speak, Goblin finally grinned, his voice rumbling forth. "If they are late arriving they should be disqualified... Besides, perhaps they Can't make it." A rather sinister look passed across his eyes as he mentioned this last bit. Had he done something to the other contestants to narrow the playing field? Maybe... Maybe not. Time would tell.

[GrayGriffin]

(Er...yeah. But we must still finish 5 posts.)
"I guess they decided the unidentified prize was not worth it," said Flag, twitching one of his tails. "If the host does not wish us to start without them, I guess we have no choice but to leave."

"Rather well-put," said Summerfall. "Some might love the swamp, but I am not one of them. This mud gets all over my fur and in my paint."

[3, 3]

[robopup24]

Agrippa sighed in annoyance, his cooing voice filled with amusement. "Why would they host a contest that they will not carry out?" The Wilson titlted his head just so he could look cute. "I would like to leave soon..." He sighed once more. "Soon. Rapidly. Quickly." He flapped his tiny wings and fluttered around, bored.

[robopup24]

(OOC: Sorry for ignoring the posting order. I just want to rush Agrippa outta here as soon as possible.)
Agrippa alightened on a branch, briefly preening his feathers. It was hard to grip onto the slimy surface with his sneakers, but somehow, he managed to do it. "Bored." He began to recite. "Restless. Unsatisfied."

[robopup24]

Restless. He was getting oh so restless. Was this show ever going to start? Most likely not. With a sigh, he looked at the horizon. Somewhere, out there, something actually interesting was happening. He wanted to leave this damp, swampy place...now!

[robopup24]

He could take it no longer. "I'm sorry I can't stay and know you all." Agrippa cooed. "But I have to go. Travels, you know. Travel. Journey. Quest. Whatever." With that, the Mr. Wilson was off, a shaking branch was the only sign that he had been there.

(Agrippa has left the RP)

[GrayGriffin]

"The Mr. Wilson is wise," said Summerfall. "Flag, it would be best to leave this place soon."

"Yes, indeed," he agreed. "This contest is going nowhere."

[4, 4]

[GrayGriffin]

"C'mon, honey, let's go," said Flag, placing his paws carefully as he stepped out of the swamp. "Gray might be disappointed, though."

"Yes, but it is useless to stay here when no one shall participate," replied the Arkuhna. "We should go..." She followed after her mate, and they were soon lost in the darkness.

[5, 5]
[Both have left]

[Warnz]

This was really disappointing. The whole excursion had to be completely called off, just because two measly contestants had failed to show up. Not only that, but now he had to report in, detailing the whole failure to the higher-ups in the Network. This is really not good... Maybe I could get a job at that other station, the Evelon New Contribution Network... Not much demand for a game-show host, though, I guess... Aye aye aye, this is not turning out well, not at all...

    Slowly, with obvious deliberateness, Walt pulled out his radio-transmitter. This was going to be a short conversation...

{Walt: 3}