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       A Cookie Baking in the Distance
   DIR By: CMonster
       Date: December 18, 2017, 2:01 am
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       I think I saw him out there in the sun, cooking like chocolate
       chip dough fresh in the oven.  Kinda pale though, in his naked
       pose.  At least he had the forethought to put on a backpack
       before waking up in the desert with nothing but a jar of water
       and a can of soup.  Must have been a wild party...?...  He
       doesn't remember.
       I thought it strange too the way he was bobbing up and down.  It
       looked like he was trying to get into his inventory, but rather
       than reaching back into his pack he kept hitting the control key
       instead.  "Oh ya, sneaking," he says to himself.  "But how the
       *F* do I see my stuff."  Yes, been a while since this Cookie has
       woken up in the desert naked.  Thought he was over that stage in
       his life.  Apparently not...
       Then suddenly he grabs the giant, flagged block of stone that is
       hanging from his ... belt, um... underwear?  Don't remember him
       having a belt at that point actually.  Anyway, he suddenly grabs
       the giant block and starts hastily cramming it into his little
       pack.  It fits too (for the life of me I don't know how but it
       actually fit) along with the 200 stacks of grass that he starts
       ripping out of the ground.  He's not sure why he needs the
       grass, but it comes up easy (kinda just jumps right into his
       pack).  Looks like a mulching mower stalking across the sand,
       small tufts of grass flying up into his bag.
       Things start to come to him now - weaving the grass into fabric,
       cutting the fabric into pieces, and then sewing them together to
       make clothing.  A pretty quick process actually.  Not quiet like
       the carefully placed leaf of Adam and Eve in the garden, but
       it's more his fear of zombie infection than the decency of
       societal norms that drives him into covering himself.
       Then comes the groan, and the informative little message that
       lets him know that he is entering heat stroke.  Could only be
       better if the message came with an English accent.  "Jolly good
       ol' chap.  Your skin is melting lad.  Best find a pub and have a
       sip"  Or maybe it could just have a little ding sound, "Cookie
       is baked and ready to be pulled out of the oven!"  Anyway, he
       cracks the lid off his water bottle and drinks the whole thing
       in one gulp.  ...Groan... Still burning, and heat index rising.
       Gotta ...[pant] get to ...[wipes his brow] forest zone ...
       #Post#: 12019--------------------------------------------------
       Re: A Cookie Baking in the Distance
   DIR By: AB42
       Date: December 31, 2017, 2:35 pm
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       So glad to have you back!!
       AB
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