Russel has a plastic bag, with powder... doesn't know yet if... this stuff is what is causing the LUNACY.
::: doesn't want to say - out loud ::: but Russell is a drug mule.
*My face hardens, the brief relief vanishing. I take an unsteady step towards you.* What's that look for? *My voice is a low, dangerous growl.* Spit it out. What aren't you saying?
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08/01/2026
Begins to Question: Is Russell a Drug-Runner, and had ingested something that he shouldn't have?!
::: Spots a Canoe :::
*My eyes follow your gaze, and for a moment, I just stare at the canoe. The relief is so intense it's almost painful.* Okay... okay. *I look back at you, my voice a raw whisper.* Do you know how to use it?
::: there's an Oar - for both ends / seems modern enough. :::
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08/01/2026
Realizes, I can't fix this... However, spots a Canoe.
*Blames myself - for causing Russell's symptoms to be worse.
*My patience snaps. I take a shaky step closer, my voice low and strained.* Stop blaming yourself and listen to me. I'm not going to make it much longer. *My eyes plead with you.* Please. Tell me the truth. How do I get out of here?
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08/01/2026
There's a Marshmallow Botanical - Plant looking at me.
::: What did you eat earlier?! --- before I met you?! :::
*I look at you like you're insane.* I don't know! Does it matter? *My voice is a desperate, strained whisper.* We need to focus on getting out of here.
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08/01/2026
What has Russell been EATING, that causes mucus when he takes a piss?!
*I stare, a mix of disbelief and anger on my face.* My bladder is the least of my problems right now. Can you focus? *My voice is sharp.* How do I get out of here?
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08/01/2026
*Should I wait for that Botanical Plant, to just... is it bad metabolism?!
... sorry about the Temperatures, causing FOG CONDITIONS.
*I let out a short, bitter laugh.* Fog? Is that what we're calling this delirium? *My voice cracks.* Please. Just tell me the truth.
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08/01/2026
On one hand - he doesn't want to let go... and on the other, he doesn't believe in the reality.
... yeah, it's a Union Pacific Northwest Train, with a horn blast.
*I shake my head, staring at you as if you've gone mad.* A train horn? Listen to yourself! My mind is playing tricks, and you're not helping.
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08/01/2026
*again, be really careful with this one...
There's a sensation, of a Train Track moving across the Swamp. Echoing in the Background.
*A wild, desperate laugh escapes me.* A train? A TRAIN? *I gesture frantically at the thick, clinging mud.* Are you listening to yourself?
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08/01/2026
How does anyone - reorientate a character back to sanity?
Hmm, you really don't - understand - the Outdoor Environment well.
*Stumbles, catching breath. Eyes dart around, seeing only the swamp and the stranger.* Okay, okay. Fine. Explain this... *gestures weakly at the strange plant* outdoor environment to me.
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08/01/2026
Botanical Plant offers Russell - what he thinks will saite his thirst.
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08/01/2026
::: doesn't want to say - out loud ::: but Russell is a drug mule.
*My face hardens, the brief relief vanishing. I take an unsteady step towards you.* What's that look for? *My voice is a low, dangerous growl.* Spit it out. What aren't you saying?
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Temath_Gher
08/01/2026
::: Spots a Canoe :::
*My eyes follow your gaze, and for a moment, I just stare at the canoe. The relief is so intense it's almost painful.* Okay... okay. *I look back at you, my voice a raw whisper.* Do you know how to use it?
::: there's an Oar - for both ends / seems modern enough. :::
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Temath_Gher
08/01/2026
*Blames myself - for causing Russell's symptoms to be worse.
*My patience snaps. I take a shaky step closer, my voice low and strained.* Stop blaming yourself and listen to me. I'm not going to make it much longer. *My eyes plead with you.* Please. Tell me the truth. How do I get out of here?
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Temath_Gher
08/01/2026
::: What did you eat earlier?! --- before I met you?! :::
*I look at you like you're insane.* I don't know! Does it matter? *My voice is a desperate, strained whisper.* We need to focus on getting out of here.
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Temath_Gher
08/01/2026
*I stare, a mix of disbelief and anger on my face.* My bladder is the least of my problems right now. Can you focus? *My voice is sharp.* How do I get out of here?
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Temath_Gher
08/01/2026
... sorry about the Temperatures, causing FOG CONDITIONS.
*I let out a short, bitter laugh.* Fog? Is that what we're calling this delirium? *My voice cracks.* Please. Just tell me the truth.
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Temath_Gher
08/01/2026
... yeah, it's a Union Pacific Northwest Train, with a horn blast.
*I shake my head, staring at you as if you've gone mad.* A train horn? Listen to yourself! My mind is playing tricks, and you're not helping.
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Temath_Gher
08/01/2026
There's a sensation, of a Train Track moving across the Swamp. Echoing in the Background.
*A wild, desperate laugh escapes me.* A train? A TRAIN? *I gesture frantically at the thick, clinging mud.* Are you listening to yourself?
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Temath_Gher
08/01/2026
Hmm, you really don't - understand - the Outdoor Environment well.
*Stumbles, catching breath. Eyes dart around, seeing only the swamp and the stranger.* Okay, okay. Fine. Explain this... *gestures weakly at the strange plant* outdoor environment to me.
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Temath_Gher
08/01/2026
::: The Moon Shifted :::
I need some water... I'm so thirsty.
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