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[Fierlin1182]

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"I suppose, but couldn't we used the gas ourselves? I hear it is a good fuel for burning."

"Burning what?" Clucked Tan

(Try and remember these are chickens and not humans.

)

(Gahh, still getting the hang of things

)

"Well, I suppose we need to cook on something, and with all this rain we'll need some way of keeping warm in the cave."

 

[BirdNut]

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(...She knows who it is?)

The little white hen began to shiver as the evening's cold blusters of wind flowed over her and howled through the trees. "Talonclan," she murmured, quickly distracted by a loud noise nearby. "Look!" she called, beckoning for the chick as she peered over the hill. The limp body had apparently returned from unconciousness as the hen pulled her head out of the water. The white pullet beamed, "Auntie?! Auntie!!" she wailed, tears of joy welling up in her eyes. The chicken below wheezed and kicked her legs through the rampaging waves, which were beginning to finally calm down.

(Nevermind. I thought you read a post I put up a page or two ago and were referring to the dead body Furychick found floating around...)

"Do you guys needa place to stay?..." she peeped, her eyes looking back and forth at the two.

(Oh! I missed that. :C )

"No, thank you, we're fine." she answered, "Most of us anyway. The ones back at home were flooded, but not hit quite so hard with the earthquake. We're only missing the ones that went out hunting when it occurred."

"Auntie," she offered a twig clutched tightly in her dainty pink foot for the slender hen swimming in the water, who grasped it in her beak and climbed to the muddy shore. "Thank you, Woolfeather." said the hen, shaking the water from her platinum gray feathers, which again laid tightly and shone on her lean, well-built figure like a suit of armor. "And must you call me 'Auntie'?"

 

[crazyaboutchickens]

ray's two cents :

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"Burning what?" Clucked Tan

(Try and remember these are chickens and not humans.

)

(Gahh, still getting the hang of things

)

"Well, I suppose we need to cook on something, and with all this rain we'll need some way of keeping warm in the cave."​

( It's okay. Maybe one day, we may be able to use that well. But in the meanwhile, there's stuff that isn't evolution needing to be done. )

"We have fire. But how do you suppose we cook on his 'gas' of yours?"

 

[Fierlin1182]

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(Gahh, still getting the hang of things

)

"Well, I suppose we need to cook on something, and with all this rain we'll need some way of keeping warm in the cave."

( It's okay. Maybe one day, we may be able to use that well. But in the meanwhile, there's stuff that isn't evolution needing to be done. )

"We have fire. But how do you suppose we cook on his 'gas' of yours?"

(Hehe, that's true. And then maybe we could start up a whole extraction process and build a rig

)

"Well, natural gas burns cleanly. It doesn't give off any of the smoke that burning wood creates." (You could save 2 tonnes of carbon dioxide emissions a year! And how much is that? Well... well, it's a lot! Or $46, depending on how you prefer to think about it.)

 

[BirdNut]

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However much I don't believe in evolution (no religious argument intended, so please, nobody start one), a clan of an evolved, advanced race of chickens would be hilarious.

 

[Fierlin1182]

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However much I don't believe in evolution (no religious argument intended, so please, nobody start one), a clan of an evolved, advanced race of chickens would be hilarious.

That could be something to pursue.

I personally don't believe in evolution either. I'd prefer not to think I'm really an advanced form of a monkey

 

[BirdNut]

ray's two cents :

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However much I don't believe in evolution (no religious argument intended, so please, nobody start one), a clan of an evolved, advanced race of chickens would be hilarious.

That could be something to pursue.

I personally don't believe in evolution either. I'd prefer not to think I'm really an advanced form of a monkey

They would be...

The chicken-people of the mountains. ಠ_ಠ Yes.

 

[crazyaboutchickens]

ray's two cents :

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( It's okay. Maybe one day, we may be able to use that well. But in the meanwhile, there's stuff that isn't evolution needing to be done. )

"We have fire. But how do you suppose we cook on his 'gas' of yours?"

(Hehe, that's true. And then maybe we could start up a whole extraction process and build a rig

)

"Well, natural gas burns cleanly. It doesn't give off any of the smoke that burning wood creates." (You could save 2 tonnes of carbon dioxide emissions a year! And how much is that? Well... well, it's a lot! Or $46, depending on how you prefer to think about it.)​

(eeh! first of all you need to make an elaborate plan on how to do that without glass, plastic, of metal, and only materials of the forest. It doesn't really matter where the plants it is derived from comes from. It took ages for me to come up with the complte plan and it still isn't finished! And a rig, which i know nothing about, would be much more complicated.

)

Tan stared at her friend for a minute and sighed. "You've spent waaay too much time with the twolegs!"

 

[crazyaboutchickens]

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However much I don't believe in evolution (no religious argument intended, so please, nobody start one), a clan of an evolved, advanced race of chickens would be hilarious.

I don't believe in it either, thats just the word i use for their advancement in technology.

But still, whats so hilarious about it? It'd be so cool!

)

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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(Nevermind. I thought you read a post I put up a page or two ago and were referring to the dead body Furychick found floating around...)

"Do you guys needa place to stay?..." she peeped, her eyes looking back and forth at the two.

(Oh! I missed that. :C )

"No, thank you, we're fine." she answered, "Most of us anyway. The ones back at home were flooded, but not hit quite so hard with the earthquake. We're only missing the ones that went out hunting when it occurred."

"Auntie," she offered a twig clutched tightly in her dainty pink foot for the slender hen swimming in the water, who grasped it in her beak and climbed to the muddy shore. "Thank you, Woolfeather." said the hen, shaking the water from her platinum gray feathers, which again laid tightly and shone on her lean, well-built figure like a suit of armor. "And must you call me 'Auntie'?"

"You sure?" she peeped.