Backdated to Yesterday
[Public Audio]
I want everyone to listen to me, very carefully.
I know this seems swell and wonderful and exciting, but -
[Ugh ugh ugh. Not again. Urgently, she continues:]
Get to the beach. Get to the beach and back on the boat as quickly as possible. Don't stop to pet the dinosaurs. Don't try to observe their behavior or take photos or ride them. Just get back to the beach.
The compys - the little ones, size of a house cat - travel in swarms; their bite is venomous and despite the tininess and cuteness, they can kill you just as easily as the big ones. Stay away from the rex, if you see one. If you're encroaching on its territory, it doesn't matter if it's hungry or not.
The dilophosaurs are venomous, as well. There are others, but those are your main concerns during the day.
[Her tone goes deadly serious:]
If you see one about six feet high, standing upright, with stripes across its back and curved claws on its hind legs, run. There are more; they hunt in packs. Don't stop, don't stare, don't try to take it down. Don't bother climbing a tree; they're jumpers.
Just run.
[OOC: ...Spam welcome from anyone, as I've no idea what I'm doing now, but I think she's with Rex, Frances, and Amanda? In the vicinity? Whatever. Feel free to tag in!]
I want everyone to listen to me, very carefully.
I know this seems swell and wonderful and exciting, but -
[Ugh ugh ugh. Not again. Urgently, she continues:]
Get to the beach. Get to the beach and back on the boat as quickly as possible. Don't stop to pet the dinosaurs. Don't try to observe their behavior or take photos or ride them. Just get back to the beach.
The compys - the little ones, size of a house cat - travel in swarms; their bite is venomous and despite the tininess and cuteness, they can kill you just as easily as the big ones. Stay away from the rex, if you see one. If you're encroaching on its territory, it doesn't matter if it's hungry or not.
The dilophosaurs are venomous, as well. There are others, but those are your main concerns during the day.
[Her tone goes deadly serious:]
If you see one about six feet high, standing upright, with stripes across its back and curved claws on its hind legs, run. There are more; they hunt in packs. Don't stop, don't stare, don't try to take it down. Don't bother climbing a tree; they're jumpers.
Just run.
[OOC: ...Spam welcome from anyone, as I've no idea what I'm doing now, but I think she's with Rex, Frances, and Amanda? In the vicinity? Whatever. Feel free to tag in!]