[ into the wild :: the wilderness :: open to all ]

[velociraptornot]

Characters: the dinosaur formerly known as Old Lace (velociraptornot), OPEN TO ALL
Date/Time: September 1st - September 10th
Location: The Wilderness (as Jurassic Park)
Rating: PG-13 for the possibility of violence.
Summary: Jungles. Plains. Swamps. Hills. The Wilderness has turned into some kind of overgrown nature preserve, complete with high voltage

Comments

(oh god how much do i love mcqueen? i love him a lot, that's how much)

[velociraptornot]

Several yards beyond the bush full of burs there lay a rocky outcrop, obscured mostly by a thick covering of vines, but under which a dinosaur lay, dozing. It had rained earlier that day, on and off for a few hours, and the animal had eventually sought shelter from the heavy pelting drops, only to be lulled to sleep by droning sound of rain washing over the treetops ahead. The collective downpour had been enough that there were standing puddles of water still dotting the ground and the dinosaur lay with the tip of its snout resting in one -- an inch and a half of rain, at best, which rippled every time the creature exhaled from its large nostrils.

When McQueen began his small tirade, the sharp sound of his muttering clearly audible from where the dinosaur lay, it raised its head, silently at first before letting out a short series of, "Rrr. Rrr. Rrr," to itself and then straightening to full height. It peaked its head over the outcrop,the underside of its snout sitting flush against the vine-covered ledge. "RRRRAAAR!" the dinosaur then roared into the night, though it was unclear as to whether or not it was agreeing with McQueen or merely trying to tell him to quiet down.

Re: (oh god how much do i love mcqueen? i love him a lot, that's how much)

[crossroaddeal]

He stopped dead in his tracks, something not too far away just whined or groaned or moaned or maybe yelled at him. He wasn't quite sure how to interpret dinosaur.

"So there are fucking dinosaurs," he whispered. McQueen was pretty sure there was some part of him deep deep down inside that was telling him not to go look. But McQueen was not aware of it, he figured if it was buried that far down it didn't matter. What mattered was his curiosity.

He took two steps back, taking care not trip and fall back into the bush full of burs, he pushed past it and beyond a few more trees and bushes. Making sure he tread has quietly as was possible, his breath shallow and controlled, he could see he was coming up to the edge of some rocks.

He gently lay down on top of the rocks, moving himself ever closer to the edge so that eventually he was far enough over to take a peek at what may or may not be lying underneath. Well aware that there was the possibility that it could take his head off, but dude who doesn't want to see a dinosaur.

"Holy shit!" he said, staring at an orange body of scale that was probably several inches taller than him.