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Calum popped up from the surface, still meme-crazed.

"YEE! WE'RE ALIVE!!" he shouted, spitting out water as Katie cringed.

"EW. Calum, don't spit," she rolled her eyes, squeezing water out of her purple hair. "Have pride. Don't litter."

"It's not even LITTERING," he complained.

"YOU'RE litter." she joked as Calum put a hand over his heart, looking offended.

"HURTFUL!" Katie shook her head with a smile, pushing herself onto land and pulling Calum with her.

"...So, what now? We outran a dino. We jumped. What more are we gonna do, ride a camel into the sunset?"

"MY NAME IS CAMEL HOOD!"

"...And I think Calum hit his head on a rock."

"Well, that explains his... you know," Katie said as Calum bounced around the field, getting further away from the group.

"I'm a PONY!" Calum yelled as Katie grabbed his arm, pulling him back to the others.

"Don't seperate yourself from the group, idiot," she sighed, walking the path. "Hopefully if there's any dinosaurs, then they'll be herbivores. We definitely don't need to jump a waterfall again."

It was at that moment, Calum knew he f*cked up. He somehow snapped back to his senses.

"What. Where am I. What is life."

"Ah, Calum. We knew you'd come back to Earth eventually. Now we don't have to deal with your memes... All the time." Calum rubbed his head, feeling a bump.

"Ow! Where did that come from?"

"Hey, don't look at me. It wasn't ME this time." Katie said, returning her eyes to the field. "Luke, you're a genius."

"Can we cut the ball talk? Thanks." Katie asked, not taking no for an answer. "Anyways, yeah Calum, you were pretty weird. Weirder than usual. You usually screamed about memes."

"...Yee."

"Calum no."

"Calum yes."

"We should probably stop getting distracted." she shot a glare at Calum, who grinned sheepishly.

"A little less conversation, a little more action." Calum said, staring into the distance like some actor.

"Calum quit the sh*t if you wanna live."

"Okay, okay, geez. Rude."

"Wow thanks."

"You're welcome."

Eventually there was a clearing with more dinosaurs.

"Damn it," Calum cursed under his breath. "Please be herbivores."

Calum dug through his pockets and pulled out... a phone case.

"...Not that I had anything important on there." he shrugged, throwing the case into the woods.

Katie looked in her bag for her phone, and hallelujah, it was there. Unfortunately, it was still kinda wet because, well, they had jumped from a 50 foot waterfall. She tried turning it on and watched the low battery symbol flash and go away.

"Battery life, why must you be so harsh?" she questioned out loud, shoving it back into her bag. "Well, goodbye life. I am ready to die."

"Don't even think about laying in that grass, Katie."

"Too late." she replied monotonously, not caring about all the stuff in the grass. Calum pulled her up, and she dusted herself off.

"That was probably the best 5 seconds I've had at this island."

Calum burst out laughing at Michael and Luke's faces.

"The looks on your faces are so hilarious!"

"Calum, chill out, or we're gonna leave you behind. We'll write on your grave 'Stomped on by Herbivores.'" Katie called to him, still following the others. Calum ran to catch up, dodging a dinosaur foot.

"F*ck yeah! You missed me, b*tchasaurus!!" Calum laughed.

"Calum please do everyone a favor and shut the f*ck up."

"I'mma go by myself, because I only trust me to drive." Calum said smugly.

"Okay, then I'll go with Luke since you feel like being a pissbaby about it." Katie rolled her eyes, climbing into the gyrosphere, meanwhile Calum started doing doughnuts.

"Check my sweet ride. YOLO!" Calum did a f*ckboy impression.

"You know, if I didn't know you, you'd be number one f*ckboy and pissbaby." Katie said.

"Hurtful." Calum remarked, stopping his doughnut spree.

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Name: katie wood
Age: 14
Gender: female
Looks: has shoulder length dark brown hair and green-hazel eyes. thin eyebrows are the least exaggerated or noticeable facial feature. long legs gets her a height of just above 5 feet at 5'1". pale-skinned and easily sunburned. has a bony structure.
Sexuality: asexual
Other: low self esteem and some paranoia and anxiety disorders.
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ic; Katie listened to the answers, hoping no one would pick her. The thought of not knowing what to say and starting an awkward silence horrified her. She stared at her hands, which she had folded in her lap, and started picking at her nails. She answered the truths in her head to keep up with everything that was happening. She'd never been in any kind of romantic relationship, and definitely not a sexual one since she was part of the ace spectrum. Labs seemed like good dogs, but personally, she'd never had one. Waiting for the next round, she finally pried her eyes away from her hands.
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If you're here you probably know why, there are two people who can comment, you know who you are.

"Fine, I'll come, but only because I don't feel like being by myself for the rest of break, or however long we'll be there," Katie rolled her eyes. "So, should we just go today? It'd be the most convenient, besides it's pretty early." It was only 1:00pm, giving them quite a few hours to get to Badlands if they decided to go now. She got up and looked for some food because it'd already been two hours since she last ate.

Katie started packing her bags full of clothes. Obviously, she put her phone charger and other necessities. She put in other random things like makeup, and then zipped it. She was done, because she didn't feel like planning out every single outfit. She put it in Kyla's car, just deciding to take the keys and do it because it wouldn't matter.

"I'm playing my mixtape," she said blankly, making a lunge for the aux cord. "No one can stop me now. But it won't be my fault if the car explodes because it's too fire." She plugged her phone in and turned up the volume. The beat dropped harder than that lady who had McFallen.

If you're here you probably know why

Badlands, near Snakewater, Montana. This was the site of a dig taking place. There were many people from different branches of paleontology. Some paleobotanists, like Dr. Ellie Sattler, or some just broader paleontologists, like Dr. Alan Grant, or Dr. Katelynn Aubrey. Others, such as Sarah Norse, were animal behaviorists invited for the cause of helping to make inferences about species based on their uncovered, previously undisturbed fossils. Those four people previously mentioned are all friendly with each other because of their fondness for their career. What happens now is between them and the dig.

Katie wiped sweat from her brow as she worked to excavate part of the raptor fossil in the ground before them. Near her was Alan, a friend she'd known in college, just as she was getting started. Being in her late twenties, about twenty-eight, she'd been in the works for quite a few years to get her Ph. D. in paleontology. Nonetheless, here she was, working away at the rocky sediments around the dinosaur fossil with a specialized brush. It wasn't much longer after she'd had that thought when Ellie, the paleobotanist, also a friend known by the parameters of school, walked close after being called away along with Alan, Katie, and Sara, who Katie had known for years, them being moderately the same age.

"Dr. Sattler, Dr. Grant, Dr. Aubrey, Ms. Norse," someone called. "We're going to try again."

this probably isn't completely done but still i tried lmao

Katelynn nodded her head at what Alan was saying. It made sense, since birds did start appearing in the Mesozoic era along with dinosaurs. Birds had feathers, and it was being supported that dinosaurs did as well, even if they lost them as they got older or something else happened to them.

"That doesn't look very scary. More like a six-foot turkey," some snarky little volunteer kid piped up. Most of the others circled around the blurry screen laughed at this comment. Katie sighed, imagining Alan chewing the kid out and lecturing him on raptors, something only he would do. She smiled to herself, watching as Alan walked up to that kid looking like he was going to knock some sense into him. Knowing his ways with children, it wouldn't surprise her one bit. Alan hated children, calling them expensive and other things. Which was true, she secretly agreed.

"A turkey, huh? Okay, try to imagine yourself in the Cretaceous period. You get your first look at this 'six-foot turkey' as you enter a clearing. He moves like a bird, lightly bobbing his head. And you keep still because you think that maybe his visual acuity is based on movement like T-Rex - he'll lose you if you don't move. But no, not Velociraptor. You stare at him, and he just stares right back. And that's when the attack comes. Not from the front, but from the side," he said, making a slashing sound. "from the other two raptors you didn't even know were there. Because Velociraptor's a pack hunter, you see, he uses coordinated attack patterns and he is out in force today. And he slashes at you with this..." Alan pulled a raptor claw from his pocket. "A six-inch retractable claw, like a razor, on the the middle toe. He doesn't bother to bite your jugular like a lion, say... no no. He slashes at you here, or here..." he 'slashed' the kid with the claw on the stomach and thigh.

"Alan," Ellie sighed, shaking her head.

"Or maybe across the belly, spilling your intestines. The point is, you are alive when they start to eat you. So you know, try to show a little respect." he finished off, nodding and smiling sarcastically.

"Okay," the boy said, looking disturbed and scared as Alan walked away to the trailer.