midnight thoughts -- open, stone skipping

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    While aimlessly walking around, Velgrux had found a refreshing sight. Nestled between two large forests was a lake. On the shore were hundreds of pebbles of different size, shape, and color. As he ran forward, taking off his cloak, he laughed giddily as he picked up one of the pebbles, a light pink one. He stared at the stone in his hand, grinning as fond memories came flashing before his eyes. He then couched down, focusing his golden eyes on the water, and threw the pebbles. He shouted with glee as he saw it bounce on top of the water. "One, two, three, four, five!" He said as he counted the skips. "Awesome."

    Ori


    Splash! The noise of the rocks hitting the water caused the small head of Ori to perk up almost instantly from the tree he was lying in. Standing up, the mage glanced around to find the otter throwing some stones in the water. That was a rather odd sport. Hopping down the branches of the tree, Ori kept listening to the sound of the stones hitting the water. Splash! The noise was followed by three more before Ori made his way over, watching the pebble sink. Looking to Velgrux, the mage pointed out over the water and then to another stone. He picked one up and threw it, however it merely landed with a splash, as he didn't throw it the proper way. Looking to Velgrux again, he picked up a stone and held it out to him, wondering if he'd be able to do it again.

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    rascalflatts


    Rascalpaw padded over, a bit surprised to see people skipping stones. It was just so… ordinary. In this video game world it felt strange. That was probably just her, though. She'd never really felt at home with the ordinary. "You've got a pretty arm. Or leg or paw or whatever. How long you been throwing?" the masculine feline asked with a curious grin. She could get maybe two skips on a good day, but this otter seemed pretty well practiced.


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