Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24652012-20141204034243/@comment-24652012-20150110222436

Mean while, my head full of wander, and unable to ease my self, I am walking circles in (we are hear) the middle of the fort.

"Now lets see, out numbered, out war machined, out gunned, the fort is still young, its not ready for a attack.... that one wall smite built is just extra fire wood, aginced modern weapons that's like trying to endure incendiary bullets with 80 inches of cardboard. Not enough cannons, not enough strong walls, we can never make them strong enough before the second attack with our mettle, what to do...."

Suddenly I am distracted by the sight of my 3 adorable children, they have swiped a small tent, fortified it by packing snow on it, inside is a cooler full of hot beverage canteens with hot tea inside, a heater in it, around the shelter they have built 3 6ft high 4ft wide well packed snow walls, around the shelter they have coolers full of snowballs.

"Playing in the snow??? again??? how can they stand to do that on this freezing ass planet???"

Other children who are present at the fort comes, one of the sons spots them and blows a horn to alert his brother and sister. They take up snow balls and throw them at the other children, the other children throw snowballs back, they giggle and wrestle. Snow balls hit the walls they use for cover and iglueafyed tent to no effect, they resist impact as if they are made of steel. The other children sound the retreat.

"OF CORSE! THATS IT! THE SNOW, I'M SO STUPID HOW DID I NOT SEE IT BEFORE, WE USE THE SNOW!"

Other people from everywhere begin to look at me.