[X] Raise your hands in the air and try appearing as non-hostile as possible.
-[x] Ask them, where exactly you are and how you get to the next big city.
You scramble to your roots, turning to face the person you've teleported to the front yard of. Carefully, you raise your hands in an attempt to look non-threatening.
"Hello over there!" you call to the person as they emerge from their hut. "May I ask where I am and how I get to the nearest big city?"
The man (Mr. Holland?) stays silhouetted in his doorway, silently considering you for just long enough to be uncomfortable.
Just turn 'round and… you can't hear me, can you?
And then a bit more.
...'lo?
Just when you're about to open your mouth, he speaks. "Yes."
Fuckit, might as well have some fun.
Ohhh kay... "Uh, can you tell me?"
"Yes."
Heh.
"...Will you?"
"Once you ask, yes."
Ain't gonna figure it yourself, are you?
You sigh. Talk about a frustrating man. "Where am I and where is the nearest big city?"
"You're in my front garden," he tells you in a stunningly informative statement. Poor man sounds like he's a bit congested… "Turn 'round and walk straight and you'll hit Houma in about an hour. Ain't Metropolis, but there's a warehouse store downtown."
Good compost there.
Huh. "Uhh... And you don't mind that I'm, ya know... an alien?" ...Hey, ya gotta ask.
"I seen
Swamp Thing before, he operates 'round here. Compared t'that face, you're right pleasant."
Been workin' on that, ain't got far. Only so much you can do with peat.
Wait, Swamp Thing?! As in... the… he has
some connection to the Green, you just don't remember what exactly.
"Ohh, kay! Thanks for the info, Mr. Holland, I'll just..." you turn around and begin spider-scurrying away on your roots. "...be on me way, then." You know enough about Swamp Thing to know messing with him or anyone connected to him is probably a bad idea!
Fuckin' right it is.
You pause. Unless... Hm... You ARE a plant alien. Hell, from what you learned in biology class, Phytognosts are really just plants that achieved sapience. Shit, you literally call yourselves "thinking plants!" Surely you have some connection to the Green? It governs all plant life, and you're plant life! And if Mr. Holland knows Swamp Thing... Hmmm…
'Bout time you cottoned on, girly.
Reader Choice
[ ] Ask Mr. Holland about Swamp Thing.
[ ] Nope, no Eldritch abominations for you! Continue to Houma.