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WHO| Tate Langdon & You!
WHAT| Trying to leaving Cornucopia island
WHEN| After first night, afternoon
WHERE| E-5 to Q-4
WARNING/NOTES| None at the moment, but is open to attacks - feel free to mess him up, or start an alliance!
Tate felt like he was in Rambo having to find a way to carry the machete between his teeth in order to swim with it. He felt like he looked ridiculous, but it wasn't really the time or place to care how you looked. All that mattered was survival and taking out the other tributes. He couldn't afford to waste time as he quickly got into the water and worked to swim towards the larger island, staying by the reefs and not getting in too deep.
His head kept turning and watching for other tributes as he approached the new shore. Although he couldn't feel the temperature, the water would weigh down his clothes, causing him to stop and wring them out, stripping his shirt in the process. He was content when the machete would sit well hanging from his belt.
WHAT| Trying to leaving Cornucopia island
WHEN| After first night, afternoon
WHERE| E-5 to Q-4
WARNING/NOTES| None at the moment, but is open to attacks - feel free to mess him up, or start an alliance!
Tate felt like he was in Rambo having to find a way to carry the machete between his teeth in order to swim with it. He felt like he looked ridiculous, but it wasn't really the time or place to care how you looked. All that mattered was survival and taking out the other tributes. He couldn't afford to waste time as he quickly got into the water and worked to swim towards the larger island, staying by the reefs and not getting in too deep.
His head kept turning and watching for other tributes as he approached the new shore. Although he couldn't feel the temperature, the water would weigh down his clothes, causing him to stop and wring them out, stripping his shirt in the process. He was content when the machete would sit well hanging from his belt.
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