LAVA! [Quarters, open to George, Winnie, bbJim, anyone else who has a reason to come in]
It's gonna get me if I slip, got to keep jumping, safe spot, safe spot -
Chris bit his lip in concentration, tensed a little like a cat about to attack, and leaped. The chair wobbled under him as he landed - it was almost too far away, and he only managed to plant one foot firmly on the seat, catching the edge of it dangerously with his other sneaker - but he was safe. The lava hadn't gotten to him yet.
"Ha," he said triumphantly, windmilling his arms wildly to keep his balance.
But it was rising, and he had to go higher to escape. Chris could almost feel the scorching heat of it. He jumped from the chair to the table, the table to the couch, the back of the couch (wobble, wobble, but it didn't fall) to the cushion on the floor (it was a floating island) to the bed, where he bounced a few times just because, then the bed to the other chair he'd pushed over to bridge the gap between that and the desk. He wasn't Superman. He couldn't jump that far.
He eyed his ultimate target, and pounced, landing squarely on the desktop and falling onto the computer console, banging his knees hard. "Ow!"
There was a shrieking beep of protest. That function is not valid, said the computer voice coolly.
Chris bit his lip in concentration, tensed a little like a cat about to attack, and leaped. The chair wobbled under him as he landed - it was almost too far away, and he only managed to plant one foot firmly on the seat, catching the edge of it dangerously with his other sneaker - but he was safe. The lava hadn't gotten to him yet.
"Ha," he said triumphantly, windmilling his arms wildly to keep his balance.
But it was rising, and he had to go higher to escape. Chris could almost feel the scorching heat of it. He jumped from the chair to the table, the table to the couch, the back of the couch (wobble, wobble, but it didn't fall) to the cushion on the floor (it was a floating island) to the bed, where he bounced a few times just because, then the bed to the other chair he'd pushed over to bridge the gap between that and the desk. He wasn't Superman. He couldn't jump that far.
He eyed his ultimate target, and pounced, landing squarely on the desktop and falling onto the computer console, banging his knees hard. "Ow!"
There was a shrieking beep of protest. That function is not valid, said the computer voice coolly.