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[curseshit]

Moss, moss, everywhere. Luckily the terrain is getting smoother, no more sharp rocks underneath the green moss, waiting to break your ankles. The forest looks like no one has been here for ages. No B&B for you. The good news is that the animals don't fear humans and you should have no problem catching yourself some dinner.

[ mission: camp, try not to die, etc. ]

Comments

[recurred]

[shit, did they step on something again? no it seems to be more gradual, they probably have just walked under it.

Feels more like a jiggly wiggly thingamajig to me.

[crossmyhearts]

[points the thingamajig to the ground when the rumble starts again.]

Now you're getting it. [glances at her briefly] Except you can call it a screwdriver too, it's a little easier to pronounce.

[recurred]

I was talking about the noise.

[she knows what it's called. she's just being a dick.]

[forestcrap]

[readings come back as some door mechanism that's been damaged. it's stuck on a loop now, trying so very hard to function properly, but things have gone awry]