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[lefthemisphere]

(( ooc; yeah, my dumbass posted in the wrong community. we rollin' with it lmao ))


[ Chuck looks rumpled, a little dirty from working in the yard - look at him, all domesticated and shit. He's leaning on a shovel and holding his little device up, wipes his brow and flashes a dimpled smile. ]

So, somehow we haven't kicked the bucket this October, right? Everyone still good?


[ he'd finger guns if he wasn't holding the contraption and his shovel. ]

Brilliant. Anyway - Chuck here, I'm way the hell out in Feed, and Ray and I have got a metric fuckton of mushrooms growing around our property. I don't know jack shit about identifying them or knowing what's safe to eat -- any of you lot got any knowledge in that area?

Got a pile of mushrooms and a basket of eggs for ya, if so.

Comments

[royalfling]

That doesn't sound very safe! Chuck, don't eat those!

[ Even though they come back, it's not worth it for mushrooms! ]

Thank you, thank you, that would be great. I mean, I won't cook them, but Mako will! He'll put them to good use.

[lefthemisphere]

Yeah, wasn't plannin' on it.

[ He grins, wiping his brow as he squints into the device. ]

You want me to just bring 'em by a little later? Or I can send Ray, he's got nothing to do, God knows it's me breakin' my back out in this yard.

[ He's joking, because Raleigh helps, obviously, but it's fun to pick at him. ]

[royalfling]

Well, if you need to put Raleigh to work, I wouldn't mind seeing him! I need to come see you two. Maybe once the Raccoon Room is open, things will be a little less crazy and I can come hang out with you both!

You know, this place really isn't as bad as it could have been. You have your farm, like you always wanted, I have my theater. It feels like we're able to do what we want to do here.

[lefthemisphere]

Hell yeah, absolutely. Do another dinner night, yeah?

[ You know, where Chuck gets them all trashed and they end up shouting stories over each other instead of actually playing Uno or something. ]

Well, don't speak too soon. But I reckon you're probably right. It..could be worse.

[royalfling]

Oh, yes! Boy, we're busy with the opening of the Raccoon Room, but after that, we should celebrate! I'm thinking of having it closed on Mondays and Tuesdays because who parties on a Monday? So let's so Monday!

[ Wu, Wu is who parties on a Monday. With his best buds. At dinner. ]

I-- yes, I don't want to jinx it.

[lefthemisphere]

Monday works out perfect.

[ Time to create a ruckus with his biffles, lets goooo ]

Right. I'm gonna just be grateful we're in a position with the house and farm that we've got land and a crop that's tradable.

...As soon as I can figure out which ones are poisonous and which ones aren't.

[royalfling]

Please don't eat poisonous mushrooms, Chuck. There are enough ways to die here without that being one of them!

[lefthemisphere]

God no. Weirdly, I got a bunch of volunteers who seem entirely convinced they're not gonna end up bodies buried in the back yard.

[royalfling]

Like... they can't get poisoned?!

[lefthemisphere]

That's what they're claiming.

Supposedly. I told 'em if they wanna try they can go for it but if I end up with a dead body in my yard, I'mma be pissed.

[royalfling]

A dead, dead body? Chuck! That isn't funny!

[lefthemisphere]

Who the hell are you tellin? Scares the shit outta me. I told them to eat that mess off my property if they really wanna play mushroom roulette.