053: To See a World in a Grain of Sand

[contract_star]

[Hei appears on the Plane looking thoroughly bemused. His feet are bare and covered in sand and his pantlegs are rolled up, exposing his ankles. He looks around the Plane, frowning and rubbing the back of his head in confusion. Then he drops from the Plane.]

[He reappears only a few minutes later with a palm full of sand. He turns his hand over and lets it trickle out onto the Plane floor.]

Hafta admit, this is a new one.


[ooc: Experiment start!]

Comments

[mercwamouth]

Well then you're fucked.

[contract_star]

[Sighs.]

[mercwamouth]

Or, y'know, you could just eat food here.

[contract_star]

...True.

[mercwamouth]

Or maybe they expect you to question everything. Maybe the joke is that nothing is dangerous but it's driving you insane anyway. If so, it seems to be working.

[contract_star]

What? I'm not insane.

[mercwamouth]

No, but you will be at this rate.

...Sure you don't want Wilson?

[contract_star]

I don't want the volleyball.

[mercwamouth]

Aww, but you'll hurt his feelings.

[contract_star]

I'm okay with that.

[mercwamouth]

Monster.

[contract_star]

I'm also okay with that.

[mercwamouth]

Every island needs a monster.

[contract_star]

Well, as long as there are no other monsters around.

[mercwamouth]

Watch out. Some monsters are invisible.

[contract_star]

Thanks.

[mercwamouth]

They probably like Chinese food too.

[contract_star]

You're an asshole.

[mercwamouth]

At least I'm not gonna get eaten by the Lost monster.

[contract_star]

Are many monsters lost?

[mercwamouth]

That's not what I meant, but yeah. I mean, you appear to be.

[contract_star]

Well, clearly.