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Title: Burning Inmates
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Characters: Maria, Greg Smith

Maria must post first, outlining a story on the following theme (feel free to get creative):

Setting: A blazing farmland trail
Backstory: The group were all attending the same event (some or all characters).
Occurance: the group are set upon and captured.
Variable: Maria is naked for some reason.

Participants: 2
ARES: no
Speed: slow
Chapter: no
Minimum Words Per Post: none
Maximum Words Per Post: none

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Maria covered her mouth as she hid in the foliage cursing to herself. Swimming transformed obviously was more pleasant, and faster, but it could be a little harder to actually be clothed while doing that. She usually had her clothes tucked away and just wore a top. Well, sometimes, get a little too close to a branch or a root and things just kind of tear. It had already been drafted away before she could do much about it.

And what do you know, but the clothes were missing too. Not a person probably, maybe a curious fox? Wolf? She thought she'd hid it well enough but that clearly wasn't the case. The trail wasn't far off from the river, and there was supposed to be some kind of animal taming group there, she had hoped to maybe join up with them after a swim but now she was wandering exactly where to go from here.

She was still hurriedly looking around when she spotted a shirt washed to the shore...well...it was absolutely disgusting. And if she had open wounds, it'd probably get her sick, but it was something. She tried to rinse it off as best as feasibly possible. Not that the water was gloriously clean, but at least she'd smell like water and not mud.

How'd she explain this? The truth maybe, went for a swim, swimsuit got ripped off, and clothes got carried off. Best she could do. She started her way towards the group, maybe someone would have an extra set of clothes...or something. An oversized coat maybe?

What she was not aware of was that there was, strangely enough, a less than reputable Jorogomo group nearby that were going to be a problem all too soon. Normally not grouped together, but sometimes even those cold hearted spider people worked together on things.