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TEST DRIVE: FEBRUARY

— TEST DRIVE: FEBRUARY—


Welcome to [community profile] empatheias' test drive meme. This test drive is to help interested players test their characters in the game's environment. We've included a few prompts that incorporate specific elements of the game, though you'll find all of them have a lot of leeway for players to get as creative as necessary. Before diving in, here are a few things we'd like to remind everyone about the game in general:

  • Date reminders. Reserves open Wednesday, January 25 and Applications (Canon | OC) open Wednesday, January 1st.
  • OC Reminder! Just a quick reminder that original characters are allowed. Those interested can also use the test drive. OCs do not need to be reserved.
  • Emotions are key! Empatheias' premise focuses on how anyone's emotions can affect their environment, be it big or small. While not every emotion will cause a reaction, significant ones definitely will. How much effect a character will have will ultimately be up to you, the player. Also, while we're giving a lot of leeway for the test drive, keep in mind that there will be some limits in the actual game.
  • Everyone has an amulet. All characters have a unique amulet that is specialized for them. It will contain all of their emotion drops and it serves as the network device. Remember, communication is telepathic. Otherwise, it works basically the same.
  • Assume the character is already in the game. Because "OMG WHERE AM I IS THIS REAL LIFE" threads aren't going to be very helpful in this test drive! Plus those are going to happen in-game, anyway. So to make things easier, just assume that they've been around at least a week or so. Still learning the ropes, but not a complete "first day" experience.
  • First or third person allowed. Your threads can be in either first or third, but we'd advise being flexible about it. Remember, these threads can also be used in your application for samples! Reminder: We only require one sample and it can be done in either format. We have also made a change to our sample requirements, so look over the Applications page!

Now with that out of the way, here are some prompts you guys can work from!


PROMPTS

• Prompt A: How about giving the emotions a try?

• Prompt B: Refer to the Task Board and choose a task your character may be interested in taking up. For this prompt, you could have your character ask for help, already be in the middle of the job, or react to it in some way. Perhaps they were an unfortunate victim or want to create a job countering an existing one. You could even have a prompt making a job request. Creating jobs for the purpose of the test drive is absolutely doable.

• Prompt C: How about giving the amulets a go? Start a telepathic conversation and see how it works. Remember, the amulets are sending out the owner's thoughts so might want to be careful about how the stream of consciousness goes...

• Prompt D: Over two years ago, the ill fated Red String of Fate toy made its debut. At the time it seemed like a solid idea, but as it turned out… it didn’t exactly work as advertised. People found themselves tied together with entirely incompatible people instead of the proclaimed “emotionally compatible” and to top it off, personal, influential and private telepathic communication came out drenched in sap and overly lovey-dovey overtones. It was, without a doubt, one of the company’s least successful product launches ever. And you would think that they would have learned. However, they decided to try again, and… well. It wasn’t exactly all that well thought out the second time around. But third time’s the charm, right? Wrong. Even if this time, it’s in the form of rings that will draw two people together in a “matched pair” rather than a string.

  1. There’s not really anything wrong with believing in true love, but trying to formulate a product that can detect someone’s ideal mate is innately flawed. Which only means that no matter how many times the product is adjusted, it’s just not going to work. Those who wind up with the product shoved onto their fingers (by a sales rep or through actually purchasing the product) will find themselves, once again, pulled by an unseen force to the nearest person they are “compatible with”. Same height, same hair color, whatever. It’s not exactly discriminatory. …Unfortunately as poor a match as they may be, the two cannot be separated until they share a meaningful embrace. So settle in, you might be together for a while.

  2. In certain pairs, normal conversation is often unintentionally made amorous, simply from inflection in voice, or perhaps a heightened affectionate emotion. Or, on the flip side, anger and aggression is increased ten fold, but it’s kind of 50-50 as to what effect will take place, all dependant on which hand they wear the ring. Left, romance, Right? Anger.


• Prompt E: The inexplicably cavernous sewers of Verens are no place for a sane individual, but here you are anyway—dropped there by some horrible emotional shift that made an entire section of street vanish and then reappear above your heads as if nothing had happened. You and the poor fool you’ve been dumped down here with need to find your way to the access tunnels and climb out, or perhaps go the other way and swim out through the Lake Niras outflow. Or just smash your way out, if you’re feeling destructive. But your own emotions will work against you, as you struggle against the terrible scent, the darkness, and the entirely-justified questioning of why your life has taken this horrible turn.

  1. There’s something odd about the way the water and sewage is sloshing around your ankles, almost as if it’s rising. But wait, that can’t possibly be a pair of eyes you see under the oil slick surface… could it? You’ve heard rumors about all sorts of beasties down here but surely your mind is just playing tricks on you.

  2. Remember that part about emotions turning against you? Maybe you’ve been trapped down here way too long with someone who’s just not living up to your expectations, or you’ve got something else on your minds—but the smell around you certainly seems to be growing thicker, the scent growing harder and harder to ignore. The water and grossness at your feet also seems to be growing thicker almost as though it’s curing like cement. The cause? Negative emotions. But are they yours or the person you’re stuck here with? Perhaps you should work through those post haste…

  3. Escape! You’ve made it out, but not without a great amount of effort on both you and your partner’s parts. Did you manage to find a way out through the access tunnels? Or perhaps you really did travel through all that much to the Lake Niras outflow… whatever it is, You’re certainly stinky, and possibly tired and cranky too.


• Prompt F: Some bandits went and stole another airship, only this time the Enforcers are prepared with a few of their own. Join in for some intense air battles. Just don't make the ship explode—they'd like it back in one piece please. Unless you're actually on the bandit team, in which case you probably want to blow up the Enforcer ship.

  1. What's an airship fight without some on deck action? Either the bandits are swinging over to the ship you're on, or maybe you're swinging over there. Whatever the case, it's a full on brawl. Just watch out—those bandits are well-armed with some interesting firearms and weapons. If hit, one of the following emotions will start to take over your senses: unquestionable rage, debilitating fear and panic, and sleepiness. Needless to say, these effects will hinder one's ability to fight.

  2. Can you fly or are you okay with climbing up the full height of your airship? Then grab a few sleep and apathy grenades and throw them at the bandits. Just be careful not to accidentally hit your allies. Otherwise they will be the ones feeling sleepy and want to give up. Also watch out for flying nets and bullets. Those bandits will definitely try to bring you down.

  3. While the enforcers are trying to maintain the integrity of the stolen ship, the bandits feel no such need to hold back and are freely unloading their weapons onto the Enforcer's ships, forcing them to defend themselves. Other than decapacitating the bandit behind the weapon, it's also possible to overload it with intense emotions. Explode it with rage or clog it with happy, loving flowers.


• Prompt G: Make your own! It could include bubblegum and/or toadstools.


For your threads, put the Character Name and the Canon in the subject line to help readily identify them. You're also welcome to use more than one prompt for respondents to choose from. If you have any questions or want to brush up on the game information, refer to the Game Information entry. Otherwise, tag around and have fun!
walkingspoiler: (Hmm)

Ardyn Izunia | Final Fantasy XV

[personal profile] walkingspoiler 2017-02-03 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
Prompt A:

[So there's a blowzy chap strolling along looking as if he's not the slightest care in the world. His clothing is over the top flamboyant with its layers of many colors, but he's also got a bitchin' fedora, so perhaps he's not a fashion trainwreck after all.

He tips his hat to ladies passing by, twirls his umbrella in his hands, flings his arms wide open in a grand showing of greeting to strangers. Just a little bit weird, a touch too extroverted, but his simpers and smiles seem sincere enough.]


Hello, my good fellow! I presume the day finds you well.

[Look a little closer around, however, and things don't add up. Flowers are wilting as if they've not seen sunlight for days. The world itself takes on a dingy hue; perhaps the windows or spectacles could use a cleaning. Animals start licking at dark patches as if trying to cleanse themselves of something that just won't vanish.]

Prompt E:
[Sewers? Should Ardyn even be surprised? Because he's not in the least. Part of him is beyond irritated. He is not an outdoors sort of person, but then does this count as the outdoors? The rest of him? Finds the suitable irony both amusing and familiar. He thrives in darkness, feeds it, nurtures it and all the nastiness that comes with it.

Internally, he seethes. Revenge fuels him, devours him. There's a gleeful joy in being so close to his redemption that wars with the festering hate he's carried for a millennium.

It's tainting everything around him, just as he has done to Eos. Just as was done to him.

A smug expression settles on his face, all the while the roiling fury within works to exacerbate the trauma of the sewers. The sludge grows thicker, the stench multiplies tenfold, if it's even possible, the darkness deepens.]


Prompt G: Wildcard!
lionroll: (67)

[personal profile] lionroll 2017-02-03 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Unfortunately for Thace, his name is not in any way familiar to Hunk. Doubly unfortunate is that the last time Hunk dealt with the Galra it was while rescuing the Princess from Zarkon's home base, where he had to mow down a fair amount with his canon while busting both her, and Shiro, out from the main fleet.

However, Hunk has noted that rather than just straight up attack him, this... Thace has just been merely standing his ground. An unusual tactic for one of the furry, purple fiends all things considered. He is much more accustomed to the Galra's "shoot them now, don't even ask questions" way of dealing with his teammates and himself.]


Just 'cause you haven't tried to kill me yet, doesn't mean you won't as soon as I drop my guard!
thatgoodnight: (i can't let them get me down)

A for A Bitchin' Fedora

[personal profile] thatgoodnight 2017-02-03 08:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hm, yes, that's the last of it - everything on the shopping list is accounted for and --

'Hello, my good fellow!'

Ah. Yes. Just the voice Noctis wanted to hear on his way home from shopping for typical odds and ends (toothpaste, hooks/nails for hanging pictures, dish soap and so on). His skin crawls, hearing that voice, and Noct grits his teeth as he looks up to see Ardyn smiling at him. It's useless and foolish to try and fight the son of a bitch here, and he knows it, but damn if he doesn't have to fight the urge to lunge at the man (if Ardyn can even be called that) and tear him apart with everything he has.

His knuckles white on the strap of the duffle bag slung over his shoulder, Noctis gives Ardyn a glare as withering as the poor drooping dandelion poking its way up between cobblestones at the bastard's feet. Noct has not the self-control to even pretend polite neutrality, and his words come out in a bit of a taut growl]


Well enough. What do you want?

[Ardyn always has a purpose in what he does, even if the purpose is just to be vexing.

The air around Noctis is hot and thick with hatred and bright with a righteous sort of anger, and there is a definite line between them where the smoggy decay stops.]
walkingspoiler: (All I Want Is)

[personal profile] walkingspoiler 2017-02-03 08:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Does Ardyn actually care that the world around him is rotting, as surely as if infected with Starscourge? Not a bit. If anything, it provides him with a sinister satisfaction that he can ruin life for Noctis here as well as he can within Eos. As foul as the stench of festering decay in the air happens to prove, it's oddly satisfying to see the demarcation of where his influence ends and the prince's begins. He's no king yet.

Ardyn tsks at Noctis with a disapproving lift of his eyebrow and shake of his finger.]


Has the royal line faltered so far over the years that even basic courtesy is too impossible a challenge? Why even your father gave me a warmer welcome when I met him bringing terms of peace.

[A false peace. A complete sham. Ah well. At least it was executed well enough.

But what does he want? To torment Noctis to the brink of breaking, to force him to the edge, make impossible heartbreaking choices before he dies. He wants this would-be King of Light to suffer and agonize, in full knowledge that it will distress the Astrals and the Crystal. Punishment fitting for their rejection, their duplicity. To experience the fear of failure before he is snuffed out.

Ardyn spins on his heel and flings his arms up into the air with grandiose gestures.]


But since you asked, what I want is for our fledgling king to go back into his Crystal and stay there until he's fit to emerge.
[He turns back around and while the words are flip, the intention is not.] I've waited this long, what's a few more years, hmm?
notgoingtowait: (pic#10968761)

whoah this is late i'm sorry ;;

[personal profile] notgoingtowait 2017-02-03 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ Indeed her voice is very hard to mistake as anyone else's though it just means there a warmer inflection to her own when she responds back. ]

Oh! Well.. that would explain it! Are festivals like this a common thing around here?
notgoingtowait: (pic#10968761)

[personal profile] notgoingtowait 2017-02-03 09:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ While in actuality she hadn't seen them that long ago, if it ever was revealed that her friends had been here for so many months prior to her showing up here? It'd be enough to have her wanting to make it up to them somehow.

That doesn't stop the touch of surprise that briefly fluttered across her features when Sora mentioned Riku, glad that he was here and was alright. Both of them were. It didn't stop the sympathetic, soft look that crossed her features as she reached up to touch against the new pendants on his necklace that she knew hadn't been there when they'd been at home. ]


I'm glad the both of you are alright, Sora. I know you guys are capable of taking care of yourselves, but there's some times I can't help but worry about you.

[ Which is a lot because Sora was a very brave, headstrong person and she didn't want him to get hurt.

She keeps the touch of her fingers light against the small pendants before drawing back, keeping her smile in place because she's well aware that those tears weren't out of sadness, but the complete opposite. ]


These are really well made. Who made this for you?

[ Kairi had an idea but she couldn't be sure just yet, a light laugh bubbling up and a sort of warm breeze blowing about them lightly in the instance that followed. A direct reflection of how happy she was at the idea Sora had suggested. ]

I'm not sure you'd want to show that off too much, Sora. Though I admit it would be a nice change since normally you and Riku are the tougher ones here.
notgoingtowait: (pic#10968761)

[personal profile] notgoingtowait 2017-02-03 09:32 am (UTC)(link)
That's not a bad thing though. It's nice to see you again.

[ Her voice is honest, soft and light when she says this. Roxas was kind of a part of Sora so why would she ever dislike him in any way? He'd given her no reason to that she'd seen. ]

I'm glad to hear it. [ Kairi actually means that, too. Not just saying it or anything of the like. ] Are you the only one here besides me? From our world, I mean.
notgoingtowait: (pic#10968768)

[personal profile] notgoingtowait 2017-02-03 10:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Seeing the other react with that flicker of panic made her eyes widen a little because she didn't think she'd said anything wrong before, but before she could ask about it? He'd addressed it all the same, confirming how he actually did know Sora as well.

Then there was something that just seemed so obvious in the answer she'd be able to give him. ]


I do. Naminé and Roxas are mine and Sora's nobodies.

[ Granted the last she'd seen of Naminé was when they'd sort of become one back in the World That Never Was, but still. ]
juzubeads: (Whatever)

[personal profile] juzubeads 2017-02-03 11:28 am (UTC)(link)
I guess figure where we're staying. Unless you wanted to look around more first? Not that either of us know our way around much yet, but we won't learn unless we go out.

[When and if she's up for it though. Just having her talking to him like this is something, given Kisa's period where she didn't say a word.]
kaboop: (❧ that's not a pony!!!)

E-1

[personal profile] kaboop 2017-02-03 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ugh, this was not Nora's idea of a good day, and she has been wandering around looking for a way out, trying not to breathe too deeply. But when she hears a familiar voice, she sprints toward it, kicking up more of the disgusting water and grime but she doesn't care, she's not alone!

Then she skids to a halt when she first spots Crescent Rose aimed right at her face, causing more of a splash.]


Whoa, Ruby, don't shoot! [Magnhild was still folded up on her back, so Nora raises empty hands.] It's me!
flicked: (❖ gotta have my bowl‚ gotta have cereal)

[personal profile] flicked 2017-02-03 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Even though Waver braces himself for the inevitable snatch and drop into Rider's chariot after it has been summoned, he can't help but let out a yelp once he plops down beside Rider. He hangs on tightly and tries not to look down.]

J-Just be careful! [He has to yell over the wind.] You remember what emotions can do in this world, right?
eventuallea: (you don't say)

[personal profile] eventuallea 2017-02-03 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Axel chuckles bitterly at that first remark, but says nothing more. Oh, he knows, trust in that. Knows personally, in fact, because worse things did happen -- his marching orders, specifically, being the paramount of that. But at least that Roxas hadn’t recognized him when he’d come to carry them out, (though that’d been disheartening, so to speak, in its own right).

Which is why none of this makes any sense whatsoever -- from the way they’re able to fall right back into step, Axel’s longer, lankier strides making the blond’s shorter legs work double-time to keep up, to their casual conversation, like that 358th day had played out in a totally different way.

And he’s saying now that he’s been here for two years when the Roxas he knows -- or used to, perhaps? -- only existed for less than one? ]
You’re right -- it does sound pretty crazy.

[ Too crazy. Axel stops again, squints those impossibly-bright eyes visibly. ]

Wait a sec -- two years?! How...

[ Am I dead? He touches his chest unconsciously, making the chains on his cloak jingle. He feels real; Roxas feels real, so... is this a world between, then? An alternate universe of some sort? No, that wouldn’t work, either. No matter how he tries to form it all up in his mind, the timeline just doesn’t make sense, period. Roxas can watch the wheels turn in his friend’s mind for a moment, the telltale clench of his jaw perhaps saying it all. There’s stillness and silence for a moment before all that dissipates with the shake of a head, a gloved hand rustling fire-red spikes in clear frustration. ]

You know what? It doesn’t matter. [ Though that sounds more like something he’s telling himself just to prevent further headache rather than something he earnestly believes. ] You remember me, right? And I’m here now. [ Just two years late with Starbucks, yes, but it’s better than nothing.

Axel turns a playfully-endearing grin to his friend. ]
So that’s a promise kept, in my book.
eventuallea: (facepalm)

[personal profile] eventuallea 2017-02-03 03:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ So he’s coming live and direct to any number of minds, then. Axel has a couple choice words for that reveal.

There’s a pause after that before he sighs somewhat heavily. ]


...Yeah, I thought I recognized that voice.

Man oh man... if you’re here, that means the rest of the goof troop can’t be far behind, right?


[ And he’s gonna have to deal with all of them.

Ickiest. Job. Ever. ]
catmmander: (Default)

[personal profile] catmmander 2017-02-03 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, that answers that question. The paladin has no idea who he is.

Thace remembers very well when the paladins had rescued the princess, but he knows that explaining his role in helping Voltron would be worth very little when he has no proof of his actions. He continues not to make a move toward Hunk, respecting his wariness.
]

And you're right, you shouldn't drop your guard in the presence of one you consider your enemy. I didn't ask you to. I asked you to come with me.

[He would expect the paladins to be on their guard around an unknown Galra. They should be, although he'd prefer not to be at odds with them, himself.]

Again, you can challenge me when we emerge, but it would be better to leave this place as soon as possible.
catmmander: (Default)

I'm sorry...

[personal profile] catmmander 2017-02-03 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Thace enjoys exploring the human market and seeing what's on offer. It's still quite a novelty to him. The fact that most people don't show any fear of him is also not unpleasant. The non-humans seem to be more or less accepted by the Empatheians. They seem to see it as inevitable that these strangers brought in from other worlds will vary.

And it is peaceful here among the inhabitants, for the most part.

Thace's hands are ring-free, as he has no interest in jewelry. He'd spied the RSoF kiosk earlier, but he hadn't asked to try anything on. It's debatable whether the rings would even fit on his large, clawed hands—and the salespeople hadn't been brave enough to try it without his permission.

He's not expecting to be collided with as he steps out between two stalls. When Allura makes impact, his hand comes out immediately to prevent her from falling.
]

Are you all—

[He breaks off immediately as he realizes who he's collided with.]
heartofalioness: (Taking the reins)

Oooooh this gonna be gooood~

[personal profile] heartofalioness 2017-02-03 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yup, here she is, Thace, the long lost princess of the Alteans. So smooth, so graceful.

Also, hope you don't mind having your fur fluffed up by surprise-static.]


OOF! I am SO sorry--

[Then she looks up and registers whom she's apologizing to. Or partially at least, since she never did see Thace's face.

Allura takes a couple steps back, reaching into her coat to grab and reveal, but not unsheath, her belt knife. The air around them takes on a sharp chill, cracking frost even forming on the cobblestones under Allura's feet.]


You have five ticks to tell me who you are, Galra.

[If she'd been taken from home even a few days sooner, she wouldn't even let him have those five ticks.]
Edited 2017-02-03 19:45 (UTC)
mother_of_monsters: (Default)

[personal profile] mother_of_monsters 2017-02-03 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Having faith in yourself is enough. [It's what Dray is doing too because he knows he has no one else.]

Alright, if you are sure.

[He won't insist.]

Some can use dark magic already, like the Kreet and the fairies but I don't think they're as powerful as your tyrant.

Good point. I still have to explore the island properly, some of the local could be like that.
princesswhatshername: (I Sense An Unfavorable Plot Twist)

B

[personal profile] princesswhatshername 2017-02-03 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[Normally Minnie would have steered clear of such a task, but... a missing mommy??? She can't just sit back and do nothing!

So she's here, with her pet wyvern Figaro, in case she needs some fire breathing back-up. Also, hi.
]

I don't know much either... but if it's anything like the rest of the this world, as long as we're in control of our emotions, we should be fine!
heartofalioness: (I have an idea!)

[personal profile] heartofalioness 2017-02-03 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, Allura's never been one to turn down aid from a mouse; even if Minnie doesn't seem to have much combat experience, at least her dragon should be able to help, and in case of capture it's always good to have someone else know what happened. Her own mice are just... going to hide in one of the pockets of Allura's belt, though, no offense to Figaro.]

Hopefully so. And our voices too, I'd rather not disturb any natives. It would've been nice to find out who or what lives here beforehand.

[Keep an eye on those exclamation points, Your Other Highness.]
princesswhatshername: (He Loves Me...)

[personal profile] princesswhatshername 2017-02-03 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, right!

[Minnie, the '!'

... She clears her throat before whispering.
]

Oh, right. But we might as well hope for the best. I'm sure we'll find the poor dear in no time.

[Figaro is walking ahead, just to make a clear track for his mama - I mean owner.]
heartofalioness: (Taking the reins)

[personal profile] heartofalioness 2017-02-03 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sure we will.

[And hopefully alive, buuuuuut best to spare the precious cinnamon roll mouse with the black thoughts.

Buuut then Allura holds up a fist to signal a halt, pointing to some figures on the opposite bank carrying lanterns. One figure seems to be much lower to the ground than the others. Kneeling, maybe? It's hard to tell, the lanterns doing more harm than help with the shadows they're casting.

"What part of... you stupid... dig!"]
geomagnetically: cassieelang @ tumblr ((comics) - 9)

@ e

[personal profile] geomagnetically 2017-02-03 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lorna jumps back slightly at the sudden blast of scarlet.]

It's okay. [She nods slightly, concerned.] There probably is, but it's not me. [Lorna, that is not reassuring.]
princesswhatshername: (Did Someone Say Harlequin Romance Novel?)

[personal profile] princesswhatshername 2017-02-03 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[So, that precious cinnamon roll?

She's not dumb, no. She's just... terribly naive. Which is why she calls out-
]

Excuse us! Have you seen an older lady around here?
heartofalioness: (Ack NO wait!)

[personal profile] heartofalioness 2017-02-03 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[QUIZNAKKING QUIZNAK ON A QUIZNAKKING SANDWICH!

"HEY! I think we got followed!" "Well don't just stand there, shoot 'em!"

And hoooly crow, that rifle seems to have some range. And a fire core attached.

Allura's just going to scoop Minnie under her arm like a sack of flour and bolt obliquely for the same bank as the men. And Allura's surprise is sending static cling all through Minnie's clothes and hair as well.]


What part of "don't disturb the natives" did I not make clear?!
ramblingly: (oh no you didn't~)

B

[personal profile] ramblingly 2017-02-03 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[Missing parents or parental figures were something that many onboard the ship had strong feelings about, and Pidge was no exception. While she wasn't a bleeding heart who jumped at every call, there was no way that Pidge could turn down a kid's request to find her mother.

After all, Pidge had embarked on her own personal quest with the same goal in mind.

Dressed in sturdy boots, and with a simple utility knife on hand, Pidge was woefully underarmed for an attack but undeniably prepared to tough it in the wilderness for a while. She had done her research, after all-- even if she was lacking in experience.]


Honestly? I've no idea, [Pidge replied in an equally hushed tone, quietly snapping off some low hanging branches so they could get by and avoid the worst of the muck.] I never was an outdoors person at home, and nothing's changed out here.

But, whatever it is, it can't be too bad. I mean, it's just a swamp...
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