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Rogue Team Awesome
Event 6 - Temporal Terraforming
PART 1
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(Hey guys, this event is a collaboration with two of my friends in which they will be posting their parts themselves, as well as a sorta interloping collaboration between my three teams. Follow the navigation in the descriptions as they appear, and hopefully you wont get too lost.)

Pebble liked to get up right before the sun peeked over the horizon. The air was cooler then, and stepping through the dew reminded him of the morning walks he always took with his dad back home.

Pebble patted the ground in front of him, covering another seed with good soil. He hummed to himself as he worked, and wondered if his parents would write back soon. He had sent his letter as soon as the post office was open again, but still hadn’t received any response. Pebble was a good student, and he was a good son: obedient, diligent, and respective. Running away from home was one thing, not returning was yet another, and Pebble didn’t know how his parents would react. Would they be mad? Disappointed? Would they force him to go back home at once? He would, of course, but he really didn’t want to. He liked living in Tao with Sam and had grown fond of the trees around the village, those few that were still alive.

Sam remembered the first time he planted a tree, it was a seedling he had raised in his room from a seed he had chosen himself. His father had watched him as he planted the small sprout outside, and the Venusaur’s looming silence made him very nervous.

Even now, he could recall his father’s presence behind him as he planted another new seed, and wondered what he thought of his son now.

Description

Rogue Team Awesome
Event 6 - Temporal Terraforming
PART 1
Next

(Hey guys, this event is a collaboration with two of my friends in which they will be posting their parts themselves, as well as a sorta interloping collaboration between my three teams. Follow the navigation in the descriptions as they appear, and hopefully you wont get too lost.)

Pebble liked to get up right before the sun peeked over the horizon. The air was cooler then, and stepping through the dew reminded him of the morning walks he always took with his dad back home.

Pebble patted the ground in front of him, covering another seed with good soil. He hummed to himself as he worked, and wondered if his parents would write back soon. He had sent his letter as soon as the post office was open again, but still hadn’t received any response. Pebble was a good student, and he was a good son: obedient, diligent, and respective. Running away from home was one thing, not returning was yet another, and Pebble didn’t know how his parents would react. Would they be mad? Disappointed? Would they force him to go back home at once? He would, of course, but he really didn’t want to. He liked living in Tao with Sam and had grown fond of the trees around the village, those few that were still alive.

Sam remembered the first time he planted a tree, it was a seedling he had raised in his room from a seed he had chosen himself. His father had watched him as he planted the small sprout outside, and the Venusaur’s looming silence made him very nervous.

Even now, he could recall his father’s presence behind him as he planted another new seed, and wondered what he thought of his son now.