A whole new world

[aestrix]

There is a forest that likes to pretend that it's ordinary. It isn't, it's quite bizarre. Every night, in fact, zombies and other horrible monsters swarm this place, looking for people to kill. Not that they've found anyone, the forest itself is quite empty of residents. But they search anyway, during the night, shambling and groaning and occasionally leaving body parts lying around. Those disappear pretty quickly, but it still happens. Then the day comes, and they depart to who knows where, swearing (if mindless monsters could think, or in fact swear to anything in particular) that they'l be back the next night. Repeat ad nauseum.

It's currently in the day portion of this cycle of directionless attempts at violence. Maybe this day will be different from all of the others.

But then, probably not, it's a very boring island without anyone here.

Comments

[aestrix]

"You ca-n use your pickaxe to dig through Dirt, and your axe to chhh-op down trees."

[greatestgift]

"Catch things. But not in a fishing way?" she guesses.

[aestrix]

Haltingly, robotically, some mix of a puppet and a zombie, Dylan moves his hand to the table, then across it. He wiggles his fingers as he does, hand palm-down. It looks like a scurrying motion.

[greatestgift]

"Catch creepy crawly sorts of things? Such as I might use for fishing bait?"

[aestrix]

Puppet-nod.

[greatestgift]

"Well, that's good to know. All right. Off I go."

She prepares for her fishing expedition. Mushrooms, for snack and/or healing purposes! One of those nets! A fishing pole!

Now to find someplace to fish.

[aestrix]

There are a few bodies of water around!

One of them has a fish in it, easily visible to eyesight, let alone groundsense. It looks like a goldfish.

[greatestgift]

...For her own amusement, Sable attempts to catch the goldfish in her critter net.

[aestrix]

It is caught just fine, actually! It turns into a little stylized goldfish, not even the size of Sable's palm. It doesn't flop around in her hand, or even move, but the informational extras in her head inform her that it is definitely still alive. Just - travel sized.

[greatestgift]

That is... actually sort of adorable.

She tries putting it back in the water.

[aestrix]

It goes back into the water without a problem! It turns back to an ordinary fish size, and goes right back to swimming.

[greatestgift]

How useful. Scoop! Now she has a little pocket goldfish.

[aestrix]

Yep! It will love her forever and ever and ever. Until she eats it. Then it will likely not love her anymore, because it would be dead.

[greatestgift]

Well then.

She seeks out little crawly things to catch with the net, next.

[aestrix]

There's a grasshopper! That looks like it would make good fishing bait.

[greatestgift]

Scoop! Does it become a pocket grasshopper?

[aestrix]

Yep! Just like the gold fish. How convenient!

[greatestgift]

Excellent.

She also has to find an ocean. She tries a direction that she hasn't gone yet, scooping any crawlies she spots along the way.

[aestrix]

Butterflies! A scorpion! More grasshoppers!

Oh, look, an ocean.

[greatestgift]

Okay. So... time to fish?

[aestrix]

The fishing rod is pretty intuitive with bait, and it's quite straightforward. Soon enough, she catches a trout. It flops around for a bit before it turns travel sized, and it looks like it would make a pretty good meal.

[greatestgift]

Travel trout! How charming. Also, as she half suspected, fished things don't seem to exist until caught. She'll keep at it for a while, then, to see what else turns up.

[aestrix]

A crate! A tuna! A bass! A chainsaw?

[greatestgift]

... What.

[aestrix]

It's a fish. It identifies itself as a sawtooth shark, but it does not shrink down to travel size and when picked up it identifies itself as an upgraded axe.