[Thank you, you're the real MVP Alisha, it's your fault they're in this mess in the first place. Adrian hopes you're proud of yourself!!]
What about us? We're the ones supposed to be havin' joy, not a stupid bear.
[Adrian huffs, but really there's nothing to be done. Even if they ran the bear off, their marshmallows are covered in bear slobber now...and also said bear is like tearing the bag open now, so it won't be long before either that bag is empty or each marshmallow is covered in a fine layer of sand and ash.
At least Adrian is used to being up in trees, so he isn't exactly uncomfortable. Just very put-out.]
So what fucking now, then? We live up here until it decides to leave?
There are more marshmallows at the store, and we're still alive. Got a whole night sky to look at and do gay shit under, so yeah, we stay up here until the bear fucks off.
[Alisha is very proud of herself. She's just a baby she don't know anything. She wanted to play. :3c]
You like trees. You live in one. You should be used to it.
[This is literally all Alisha's fault. Why do they have a cat again
It's kindof incredible that Rosso is being the voice of reason here. We love ourselves some character growth, all while Adrian glares down at that bear as if it murdered his whole family.
Adrian sighs though, his wings and the rest of his body slumping as he sits back on his branch, slapping a paw to his face and dragging it down slowly.]
Yeah, when it was my idea to get in it.
[Also Rosso what gay shit will yall be doing in the treetops pls explain]
We're god damn monsters, how is it not scared of us...
If it was a werebear, wouldn't it say somethin'? Or, like, have purple hair or some shit?
[You know how it goes, there are monsters of all shapes, sizes, and colors, and Adrian is more used to monsters being very...vibrant compared to the real animals of the woods. That, meanwhile, just looks like a plain old grizzly.]
Before Adrian can stop him, Rosso is just...throwing sticks and bears, and Adrian is preparing himself to need to grab both Rosso and Alisha and book it out of the campsite. Fortunately for all three of them, the stick doesn't make it as far as he intended. The grizzly keeps chowing down, completely oblivious now to their antics up above.]
Can you stop??
[BLEASE]
Just leave it alone, that ain't a Werebear. As soon as it's finished eatin' it'll prolly wander off, but not if you provoke the damn thing!
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Just let it have the fucking marshmallows. It's a bear. It's never had joy in its life.
[Rosso, what the hell does that mean.]
Not like we don't live in the woods and can't make our own s'mores when I enslave you for your fire-breathing later.
[He... is not leaving the tree. He's hugging this branch like he'll die without it. Meanwhile, Alisha is standing on his back just watching like :D?]
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What about us? We're the ones supposed to be havin' joy, not a stupid bear.
[Adrian huffs, but really there's nothing to be done. Even if they ran the bear off, their marshmallows are covered in bear slobber now...and also said bear is like tearing the bag open now, so it won't be long before either that bag is empty or each marshmallow is covered in a fine layer of sand and ash.
At least Adrian is used to being up in trees, so he isn't exactly uncomfortable. Just very put-out.]
So what fucking now, then? We live up here until it decides to leave?
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[Alisha is very proud of herself. She's just a baby she don't know anything. She wanted to play. :3c]
You like trees. You live in one. You should be used to it.
[Rosso you ALSO live in a tree???]
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It's kindof incredible that Rosso is being the voice of reason here. We love ourselves some character growth, all while Adrian glares down at that bear as if it murdered his whole family.
Adrian sighs though, his wings and the rest of his body slumping as he sits back on his branch, slapping a paw to his face and dragging it down slowly.]
Yeah, when it was my idea to get in it.
[Also Rosso what gay shit will yall be doing in the treetops pls explain]
We're god damn monsters, how is it not scared of us...
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It's a bear that lives in this hellscape. It's probably seen all manner of things.
[...]
Could also be a werebear, actually. [no] Give me a rock, I'm gonna check.
[YOU'RE GONNA CHECK? WITH A ROCK?]
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[ROSSO]
If it was a werebear, wouldn't it say somethin'? Or, like, have purple hair or some shit?
[You know how it goes, there are monsters of all shapes, sizes, and colors, and Adrian is more used to monsters being very...vibrant compared to the real animals of the woods. That, meanwhile, just looks like a plain old grizzly.]
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[Rosso scoots higher into the tree and reaches out to try and break off a stick. He'll just throw a stick.]
If it's an actual grizzly, it'll run off when I throw something at it. If it's a werebear, they'll cuss me out. Easy.
[NO ROSSO THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS—
but it's too late, for he has a small stick and he's throwing it and
because it's a small stick
it doesn't go very far, and sort of just floats to the ground. Fuck.]
Ugh. Need a bigger fucking stick...
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Before Adrian can stop him, Rosso is just...throwing sticks and bears, and Adrian is preparing himself to need to grab both Rosso and Alisha and book it out of the campsite. Fortunately for all three of them, the stick doesn't make it as far as he intended. The grizzly keeps chowing down, completely oblivious now to their antics up above.]
Can you stop??
[BLEASE]
Just leave it alone, that ain't a Werebear. As soon as it's finished eatin' it'll prolly wander off, but not if you provoke the damn thing!