Terre Haute

[paradisamods]

[Today, our intrepid explorers have finally made it to Terre Haute. It’s mostly grassland, and on the outskirts small spotted lions, about the size of leopards prowl around. They seem to be more interested in the strange antelope running around than in any people, however. Towards the edge, lies a cliff face, looking out to sea, on occasion giant whales can be seen breaching the water.

Of the weird thing they came to look for, in the distance is a cylindrical shape, lying on its side. But between them and it is a strange village. One made up of excessively tall wooden huts, all of which have electric lights, turned on, though how they’re creating such power is a mystery, they are still very much inside the dead zone.

The residents of this off little village are wandering around, going about their buisess. The residents being a group of bemused looking giraffes. Perhaps you will even see some familiar non-giraffe faces milling about.

Welcome to Terre Haute]

[[GRASSLANDS AND CLIFFS | TOWN SQUARE | JUICE BAR | DANCE HALL | THE ESCALATOR | MIRROR CONTROL ROOM ]]

Comments

[lord_wizard]

It would seem.

[Experimentally, he reaches up and raps the trunk of the tree-sculpture with his knuckles]

[heliotroping]

Is it... actually a tree...?

[lord_wizard]

It's made of wood. That's seems to be where it ends.

[heliotroping]

That seems... kind of morbid. Like making a statue of a human or animal out of meat...

[lord_wizard]

Metaphorically speaking, I suppose.

[heliotroping]

...I wonder what happened to the original tree then...

[lord_wizard]

An excellent question. I suppose we'd be only too lucky if they kept any decent records around here. [Because giraffes]

[heliotroping]

Or interesting folklore... [Also because giraffes]

[lord_wizard]

Well, that sort of this is more apt to be passed down orally, but yes...

[heliotroping]

I think... I'll ask around.

[lord_wizard]

Excellent idea. It would help to learn as much as we can.

[Good luck with that though]