Not to say that Rorik was, in terms, dead, but he certainly didn't like his situation.<br/><br/>Only a few moments ago, Rorik had been able to run, hide, flip, do all sorts of atheletic things.<br/><br/>...however, now he was scared crapless...<br/><br/>somehow, in some way, the giant octopus thing had missed him, cracked the tree in half, and left, believing it had got it's prey.<br/><br/>Fortunatley for Rorik, he ad been covered up in sand, and now stood up, and looked avast in horror as the waves of the creature moved off in the direction of the ship.<br/><br/>"They're gonna die, you know." said the unnamed evil self.<br/>"That sucks! Dammit!!!" He cursed, but had no physical movement beacuase he was still scared. (you would be too, trust me)<br/>"Do something about it."<br/><br/>And, it was at that moment in time, he did decide to do something. A click in his brain, or a motivation suddenly kicked his body into working again.<br/><br/>Needless to say, he jumped desperatly and uselessly into the water, only hoping for a chance to get there before it was too late.<br/><br/>(dangit, I crashed a perfectly good party.<img alt=":(" src="./images/smilies/sad.gif" title="Sad"/>Sorry mates...)