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23 posts. Alias of Camris.


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M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

June check in!


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

Kidd frowns in thought.
"'Scuse me sir, but these bandits, what kind a weapons to they use when they attack?"


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

"I guess I'll go too. Jest sittn' waiting fer rescue aint gonna work now."


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

"Bandits?! Oh, my god! What else could go wrong? Do we need guns now?"


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

"Fifty. Years."
Kidd shakes his head, not sure he heard right.


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

Kidd looks at the door for a long moment, then back at his compadres, then back at the door.
"What? What the hell are you talking about?"
He shakes his head.
"Never mind, whatever. Do you have a phone or not?"


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

"Sir, we've just been in a plane crash! Can we borrow a phone, or can you call 911 yourself?"


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

Rick knocks on the door and rattles the doorknob. Then he waits for a reaction from within.


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

Uneasily, Kidd steps forward, hands still gripping his bat. He approaches the front door (as far as he can tell).
"Hello? Hello the house!"


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

"Hey what's that?" Said Kidd as he dropped his end of the raft and stretched. "Is that a house? Maybe they've got a phone!"


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

Disgusted, Kidd just grabs a raft and starts dragging it.
"Enough talkin' already! Good god, it's like you're the chicks from 'The View'..."


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

Kidd scratches his head.
"Yeah, the beach is great, but not with @#$%@#$ dinosaurs running around on it! Let's rig some stretchers from the paddles for the wounded and move the hell away from the beach."


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

Kidd is freaked out.
"What the hell was that? WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?"
He is practically tearing his hair out.
"That was like... Smaug the dragon! Where the hell did we end up, Middle-Earth?"


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

"HOLY CRAP!" Kidd shouts as he backpedals back to the raft. He desperately grabs ahold of it and helps drag it back to the ocean.


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

"Holy crap what is that..." Commented Kidd backing away hurriedly. He dove for his bag, quickly unzipped it and rooted around until he drew out his favorite baseball bat. He stood up then and looked around wildly.


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

Kidd helped draw the raft up above the high water line and flipped it inverted for use as a rain shelter.


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

"I'm Rick Kidd. You might'a heard of me as 'Captain' Kidd; I play baseball in the majors. Pleased ta meet ya." He tips his cap.
"I was gonna play an exhibition game in London; but I don't know if thats gonna happen now..."
He also picks up an oar to help row.


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

Kidd looked out at the shouts of alarm and just shakes his head.
"Would you all just re-lax? I seen this National Geographic special on sharks. As long as you don't look like a seal or bleed inta the water, we're fine."
Probably, he thought to himself.


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

Rick grabs the first-aid kit and goes back to the raft, helping anyone he can along the way.
"Here's the kit!" Rick shouts, tossing the first-aid kit to the stewardess.


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

"Sounds like a good idea ma'am." Rick said to the Stewardess.
He shook his head at the little girl.
"Sorry little lady, can't tell what yer sayin!" he said as he got back out of the raft and onto the plane again. He heads towards what he remembered was the Flight Attendant's station to look for the first aid kit there.


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

Waking up to the chaos of people rushing about from the crash, Rick grabbed his duffel and headed towards the exit.


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

"There ya go kid." Rick said as he gave the paper with his autograph back to the boy. "While yer in town, make sure ya come ta the exhibition game we're holdin'"
"Thanks Captain! I will!" The kid said, before taking off back down the aisle, grinning ear to ear.
Rick leaned back in his first class seat, stretching his legs (because he remembered economy class, and because he could). He stretched his well muscled shoulders and arms to get comfortable, and he glanced around for the stewardess intending to order a drink. He noticed in passing the light passenger crowd.
He realized there wouldn't be service until they reached cruising altitude, so he picked up the Times and turned (with both eagerness and dread) to the sports section to while away the time before takeoff.


M Baseball Player (Designated Hitter) Level 17 | HP 13/13

Here is mine, a character originally intended for a Wild Cards game...