Wheee!

>Search the jungle for something useful

>Anticipate Tarzan's arrival.

You take a few steps further along the beach, looking for the face made of fish, then give up and turn towards the jungle.
Peering into it, you don't see any signs of intelligent habitation, nor of any large animals. Just a few lizards and one of those really tiny, teddy-bear-sized monkeys.
You strain your ears for any possible sound of a caveman battlecry, but only hear chirps and screeches and an occasional call from that kooky bird you don't remember the name of.
There are vines and things around, but you don't have anything to cut them with. Keyblades kind of don't have blades.

>Construct some sort of plan.

They have pointy bits.

That'll have to be good enough.

>Cut the vines.

edited 29th Oct '15 11:55:58 AM by Brahian1

>See if there are any matches on the beach.

>Befriend kooky bird.

>declare yourself King of the Jungle.

You glance around the beach one last time, but see nothing of use.
Striding forward, you take a vine in hand and try to cut it with the... corner bits... on the end of your keyblade. Turns out they aren't sharpened at all, which makes sense; not like one could hit anything with the one pointy bit between the two rounded bits anyway.
Nevertheless, you choose a thin-looking vine and eventually manage to sever one length of it; about three feet. You drape the thin vine, which can't be very strong, over your shoulder, and briefly imagine it to be a badge of office for your new position as Jungle Pioneer.
I mean, it's not as if there's much else to do.
The tiny monkey regards you with cautious interest and huge eyes; the lizards don't seem to be aware of your existence. EDIT: As for the kooky bird, you have no idea where it is; it sounds like it's a ways off, and probably half a mile up a tree or something.

>Find something else to do.

edited 29th Oct '15 8:38:33 PM by Knowlessman

>Make obligatory Monty Python reference

>find a better weapon than the keyblade. Like a pointed stick or a piece of fresh fruit.

>dont replace our keyblade for a fruit that would be ridiculous

>do replace it for an adequate stick at the first chance we get though

You're pretty sure this reminds you of something, but you're not sure what, nor are you even sure what it is exactly that's reminding you of something. You dismiss that train of thought as not going anywhere interesting.
You decide you should find a better weapon than your keyblade; not only is it inherently difficult to wield, it doesn't even have usable pointy bits.
It must be admitted, though, that it is the only metal thing you've seen so far, and probably harder and more solid than any branch you'd be able to lift. Actually, if you could manage to get rid of that stupid reverse knuckleguard thing, it'd make a rather good club. That bit's metal, too, though...
It's well and truly morning now, and you realize you are not an automaton; well, for a generous enough definition of "thing that moves on its own," perhaps you are... At any rate, you need food.
Those lizards don't look too tasty, but maybe they aren't poisonous. And they don't look very fast.

>Seek food.

edited 2nd Nov '15 1:51:08 PM by Knowlessman

>smack the lizards to death with the keyblade

>resist the urge to give into the hunger until we have an adequate fire built

> Eat a whole goddamn tree.

For the sole sake of having tried it, you take a bite out of a tree. It tastes like tree. It probably doesn't have much in the way of nutrients in it. Can't be good for your teeth, either; too hard to bite through.
You swing your goofy weapon wildly at one of the lizards, but it sees you coming and gets gone. You try another one that has its back to you, though, and are rewarded with a satisfying crunch.
You figure that you should probably try to make a fire and cook the meat; you'll need sticks, tinder, and the slightest idea of how to start a fire. You think you have that last thing, but aren't sure.

>Gather ingredients for a fire.

>Try not to burn down the jungle...

>Repeat to yourself that you are an ordinary guy.

>Use water to start fire

You manage to find a few sticks and stuff lying around, before having the novel idea of using seawater to help start the fire.
...Okay, that is the dumbest thing your pitiful brain has done all day. Start water with fire... that is, fire with water...
You think something reminds you of something again, but you can't place it this time, either. You hope this isn't going to become a trend.

At any rate, you have your sticks and... bits of fur, you suppose, and some dried leaves, so you make a small pit in the sand and try rubbing some sticks together.
One of them breaks in half on the first try, and is thereby demoted to kindling. You take another stick and try again, with no luck.

>Keep trying, or have another idea

try striking two stones together

>Punch a tree.

>Break knuckles on tree, spend half an hour whining and writhing on the ground in pain.

You start looking around for stones to try banging together. You find some and start striking them together, to no apparent effect.
You think about trying to beat a tree to the ground to use its wood, but quickly realize that you have nothing resembling an axe. Your keyblade would just get stuck, and that would be a waste of metal.
Your frustration is starting to make you hungry.

>Try again, or try something else

>magic up some fire.

^You silly boy! You can't just magic up a fire!

>Magic up some magic!