welcome to the jungle we've got fun and games

[saddleclub]

Who: Y'all
When: Day 8 noonish
Where: THE JUNGLE

[So there is a mostly unexplored jungle out there.

It seems like a good day to explore it, eh?

Please look out for:

Venomous snakes, the smaller ones will leave you fevered and nauseas, the larger may stop your heart.

Spores, inhaling them can leave you with mild to severe continuing hallucinations

Pollen, it may make you sneeze.

Dark shadows in the undergrowth, that seem to whisper as you pass. In familiar voices...? Or that's just the wind.

Vicious monsters. They want to eat you.

And look out, if you go exploring, because halfway through your adventure the sky seems to open up and pour on you, try to find a safe shelter--if that exists in the jungle.

For those of you not inclined to explore well, you may see lights in the jungle, little wisps, of light in the growth, or maybe it's your team colors you see? The more you look the more you feel practically compelled to follow those lights and flashes of something familiar....

Maybe you get caught by the jungle's dangers, trapped in a cave by the downpour, or maybe you make it to an odd break around a still pond, the surface so smooth it's almost like a mirror. If you look in, your reflection looks back. And it smiles at you.

And if you make it this far, if you look deep into your reflection and let it stare back, you might find yourself leaning down, towards it--hopefully you have a companion to pull you back before pale arms reach to pull you in and drown you.

Even if you're pulled back from the glass pool, a strange dread lingers with you for a while. And the urge to be near others is incredibly strong. Be it their presence or their touch you crave, you need reassurance.

((OOC: Explore, use this an excuse for wet huddling together in a cave while hallucinating, get cool new scars from fighting beasts, encounter the glassy pool, or whatever! Grab a buddy, have a good(?) time.))]

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[ruinatings]

I can too.

[And he's going to!]

[saddleclub]

....

[He.

What?

Is this his brother????]

[ruinatings]

[It could just be a monster made out of leaves and mud and pollen. But no it's just a messy Rufus who's going to pillow his face in his arms and maybe pass out a little right here, after mumbling and whining.]

...surely there are better ways to improve...

[saddleclub]

[Crouching next to him. ...?]

Improve...?

[It's time to try to help Rufus get to his feet.]

[ruinatings]

--Mm?

[No leave him he's too drunk to move!]

My... outlook. Or something.

[saddleclub]

Is that what you're doing?

[ruinatings]

Well it's that or resign myself to moping around for the pitiful remainder of my life--

[Oh oops. He really has no filter at all right now but he's caught himself now and he reacts with a groan, sliding back off the log to lay in the leaves.]

Nevermind.

[saddleclub]

What... What in Aidios's name are you talking about?

[Still trying to urge him to his feet, you mudmonster.]

[ruinatings]

[he's a dead weight but he can be dragged vaguely upwards]

Nevermind...

[saddleclub]

I'm not neverminding! But it can wait I suppose. You do need a bath.

[ruinatings]

I need... to sleep.

[Right! Here! This is a great spot for a nap.]

[saddleclub]

I will carry you if I must.

[Like, he might have a hard time with that.]

[ruinatings]

You will not.

[Ughhh he's trying to get up but it's hard. He's so tired!]

[saddleclub]

You certainly can't pass out here. I won't allow it.

[ruinatings]

How bold of you.

[But he's leaning on him now which is better than lying in the mud.]

[saddleclub]

[Now Jusis is getting all muddy. Time to try to get these drunks home safely... Try, being the operating word.]

You're in no position to stop me, so you might as well cooperate.

[ruinatings]

I am cooperating.

[He's just too far gone to stand up for very long.]

[saddleclub]

Lean on me then.

[ruinatings]

I'm trying to!

[Look the world is spinning Jusis what do you expect from him?]

[saddleclub]

[Lots!!]

I know. Just rely on me.

[Like, for more than getting you home safely, though.]

[ruinatings]

Don't be so embarrassing.

[You are BOTH embarrassing! Rufus just wants to fall over and nap alone, man!]

[saddleclub]

Pardon? Who is the man falling over drunk, here?

[ruinatings]

Oh, you--

[Hmm what does he want to say here? Let's try commoner words. They're more colourful.]

...Stuff it.

[saddleclub]

I'll certainly stuff something.

[Rufus into a shower, at the very least.]

[ruinatings]

...What does that even mean?