COMBINED CAMP: DAY THREE

[sparednothing]

[The morning ends the heavy storm, bright sunshine beaming down on the makeshift camp. Some of you may be injured from last nights incidents, but at least this is some downtime for you to recuperate. Tembo and Harding are arguing heatedly some distance from the camp, but otherwise the jungle is silent.

The camp is being visited, however. A pack of compsognathus have made their way into camp. They're little guys only ten inches high, easily the smallest residents on the island. They're currently scurrying around the camp, looking for any food to scavenge, seemingly not concerned with the people milling around]

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Comments

[lara_the_explorer]

Noticed it too, huh?

But I can't really judge.

[iaimtomisbehave]

Sure you can judge. The fool's gotten us stranded out here to feed us to those monsters. Judge all you like.

[lara_the_explorer]

Hm. Yes, you got a point.

You got a gun?

[iaimtomisbehave]

Got a few, yes.

[Not his favorite gun, though, and yes he's still bitter about it.]

But I think it's going to take more than a few bullets to bring those things down.

[lara_the_explorer]

I'm sure bullets would be enough to do the job against a Tyrannosaurus. I suggest a grenade launcher.

[iaimtomisbehave]

You got a grenade launcher, little miss?

[lara_the_explorer]

I have one attached to my rifle. There's a handful left on the arms tent. Better get them now before the others do.

[iaimtomisbehave]

You just keep surprising me. I'll go get them.

[lara_the_explorer]

Sure. I'll be right here. There might be more of these small dinosaurs coming back.

[iaimtomisbehave]

And I do need you to protect me from those tiny chickens.

[Mal leaves, returning with three grenade launchers, admiring them.]

Think we'll be able to keep these after this is over?

[lara_the_explorer]

I don't know. This is my first "world change"

[iaimtomisbehave]

Mine too. Wouldn't mind keeping one of these for myself.

[lara_the_explorer]

Can't we wish for weapons in the castle?

[iaimtomisbehave]

[Mal looks confused.]

I always wish for weapons, castle or not.

[lara_the_explorer]

We can wish for weapons in this world? I tried wishing for something, and it didn't work... I thought wishing is only effective in the castle?

[iaimtomisbehave]

Suppose you bring me up to speed on this wishin' thing you're talking about? Seems you and I got very different definitions.

[lara_the_explorer]

You are not aware? On my first day in the castle the residents have told me that you can wish for objects, or even food in the castle. And they would literally appear out of thin air.

[iaimtomisbehave]

I would say that sounds insane, but I've witnessed too much about this place already.

[lara_the_explorer]

You're not the only one. Madness is what Paradisa is, nothing more.

[iaimtomisbehave]

Wishin's only useful when you can use it to go home.

[lara_the_explorer]

[Lara scoffed, crossing her arms to look at a distance]

I'm not even sure if I want to go home...

[iaimtomisbehave]

You'd rather have dinosaurs? If you'd choose that, maybe you shouldn't go home.

[lara_the_explorer]

No. I was talking about the castle. These bloody dinosaurs can go to hell.

[iaimtomisbehave]

I wish I could be the one to send them on to hell. Them things are mighty creepifyin'.

[lara_the_explorer]

"Creepifyin'"? [Lara chuckled] That's a word I haven't heard of.