Round Robin Story Thread #1

Aero

Hello sheeple. A bit of a different thread this time. Lets take turns writing a single story.

Parameters:
-Continue the story by writing no more than 5 sentences
-Do not continue off your own post
-Do not kill all characters. Leave at least 1 alive.
-Feel free to include alternative viewpoints. For example, if the previous post is about the knight's quest, yours can be about the wizard he is trying to hunt. Please do not add another one if there are already 4.
-Try to bring alternative viewpoints together eventually (for example, the wizard and knight eventually meet)

Bit of a trial, so we'll see if parameters need to be added/removed in the future. Here we go!

Theme song:

Pixy was wandering alone in the Crystalline Wastes. No money, no sword, no water, and most importantly, no hoes. The greatest mercenary this side of Lava Canyon was truly a sorry sight today.

Sweating under the glare of twin suns, Pixy finally sees a lone oasis in the horizon. A mirage...?

Somnolence

Fun idea! We'll see if there's enough gas to get it off the ground.

"If it was a mirage", he thought, "it was remarkably persistent". Without much choice he approached with as much caution as he could afford under the oppressive heat- intermittently taking cover behind the opaque cover of crystal outcroppings and peering at his destination. The wastes were home to all sorts of foul creatures, people among them, and any landmark was a beacon for trouble. Yet as he stopped and prepared for the last sprint to the spring he spied something he wasn't expecting.

Aero

Theme song:

Mere steps away from the lush carpet of the oasis' greenery, a lone maiden lays motionless. However, Pixy also sees 5 burly men doing a very poor job of hiding their hulking frames behind the oasis' thin palm trees.

Somnolence

Now, Pixy was not the kind for chivalry. True to his moniker, he had a reputation as a womaniser, a drunk that ran a few too many tabs, and occasional cheat. Low on supplies as he was, his better judgement told him to slip away while he could; better to risk dying of thirst than whatever ugly beating he'd take in a fight, unarmed. Then again, he also wasn't the kind to listen to his "better judgement".

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