the halloween decorations are loose

[vagabone]

Who: Héctor and Muffet
What: Searching C3 and D3
When: September 23rd-24th
Where: Nuidan
Warnings: None, currently!

Adventure! Excitement! Heroism!

None of that is happening here. Only a skeleton and a spider, following the fenceline north, for lack of anything else to follow. The poor fence really needs some TLC, doesn't it?

It's another pleasant day--Nuidan's so refreshing, compared to the last island. No apparent dangers, just miles and miles of peaceful countryside, which hasn't lost its charm yet for Héctor. The only thing one might complain about are those thorny bushes getting in the way, and he isn't.

Because they have nice, ripe-looking berries, and eventually he stops to pick a few, sticking his arm right in there. Nevermind the thorns, he hardly registers any scratches they might make on his bones.

All he tastes is disappointment when they fall right out the bottom of his jaw and into his shirt. Sputtering follows. "What the--hey! Hey! What's wrong with these??"

Comments

[prettypurpleparlor]

[IT WOULD BE NICE.]

Quite. They've been very charming company, thus far. Would that the rest of this world were so reasonable.

[vagabone]

And less... jungle, you know? More like this. More dogs, more farms.

[Less plagues! Less death! Less tripping over vines!]

[prettypurpleparlor]

The jungle itself isn't so much the issue as the rather aggressive wildlife, in my view- both flora and fauna.

[Or blurring the line of the two, in Ziziphus' case.]

[vagabone]

Eh, you get one, you get the other. I think. Nothing's hungry enough to try and eat me yet.

[There's no meat on him! Fattening him up isn't going to work, Muffet.]