[Public Channel | Day 143]

[hippocarnival]

[ The radio comes on to the sound of creaking wood and a familiar voice that is, for once, not sounding all that agitated, though it’s a little distant. ]

“--just burn us out of this.”

“Then you’re just going to burn us with it!” [Yuya’s tone, comparatively, sounds snappish.] “Don’t--don’t do anything, I’m going to get us help--”

[The radio clicks off. And then immediately clicks back on.] “Hello?”

[The anger’s been smoothed out of his voice, and instead Yuya is sounding fairly composed.] “Is there anyone available right now who doesn’t mind coming to the Summerlands? We’re, uh--we’re stuck.”

“In a tree.” [ Lambert contributes helpfully. That’s not super specific or anything, and that’s is why burning things would help! There’s another creak of wood, something shifting and shuddering, and his tone doesn’t change a jot as he continues. ] “Which may or may not be trying to hug us to death.”

[Yuya is just going to ignore Lambert’s fatalism.] “We don’t really know where we are, but we were drifting… east of the city? Do these things have GPS?” [Does half the carnival even know what GPS is?]

“We’re going to get out of the tree!” [He pipes up confidently, despite it.] “But help would be appreciated.”


((Red = Yuya, Green = Lambert. Replies are separate, threadjacking is free and wild. These boys are dumb.))

Comments

[whattaprick]

I can get down.

[ He just might also, y'know. Set himself on fire and shatter his delicate ankles in the process. ]

Yuya just won't let me set the tree on fire.

[stillwinningthehardway]

Yes, that sounds like a very unreasonable demand. I can't imagine why he wouldn't want that.

[whattaprick]

It'd solve one problem. [ And create new ones, but hey. There's another shuddering, creaking noise, and Lambert sighs. ]

Oh well. View was pretty good while it lasted.

[stillwinningthehardway]

What? What happened?

[whattaprick]

Who expects a tree to reach up and grab them?

[ He sounds super vexed by this more than the actual predicament they're in. ]

We were clear of the branches, then it just grabbed us.

[ So not entirely his fault, damn it. ]

[stillwinningthehardway]

The noise. What was the noise, did you try to slip away?

[whattaprick]

Oh, that.

[ Pause. ]

I think it's adjusting its grip on the basket.

[ The better to CRUSH THEM ha ha oops. ]

[stillwinningthehardway]

Maybe you should find out if it's actually intelligent and vengeful. Just saying.

[whattaprick]

It's not as smart as a Pokemon, whatever it is. I'm guessing it's more like a carnivorous plant. Reacts to its environment, but that doesn't mean there's thinking involved.

[ Who knows, though. ]

[stillwinningthehardway]

There's a whole continuum of how smart those are and if they're conscious, though. I have no idea if this thing wants anything.

[whattaprick]

Guess we'll find out once someone who can talk to it shows up.