bridgescribble | Stranded... out there

Disaster. Your plane crashed, your boat holed, your guide has left you stranded in the depths of the wilderness. Certainly, your surroundings are beautiful in their way, but we all know that nature is long on majesty and short on mercy. And unlike those guys on the Discovery Channel, there isn't a Motel 6 around you can pop into.

Desert. Whether it's cacti and hardpan, or dunes and sidewinders, you'd better find an oasis fast. And take care... it gets cold at night.
Jungle. Ah, the rainforest, that thriving hotspot of biodiversity! ...and just as many toxic compounds as there are species.
Tundra. Doesn't matter if it's Farenheit or Celsius, the thermometer is too many digits in the negative. But hey, at least there might be penguins.
Mountains. You might be hungry and windburnt, but the view is unmatched. Watch that first step, it's a doozy!
Savanna. Lions and termites and baobab, oh my... Never mind looking for food, you might be food if you aren't careful. And stay out of trenches with too many wildebeest.
Deep forest. The woods are quiet, dark, and deep. Do you know how to tell edible puffballs from Destroying Angel? Better learn quick.
Deep space. Maybe the ship has lost its engines and is drifting towards nowhere fast, or maybe it's a space station long abandoned, but you know what they say--no one can hear you scream.
Island. Let's face it, it would be nice, if it had been your idea to be here. Where did the Swiss Family Robinson find all that stuff, anyway?
Motel. Never mind, there is a Motel 6. No, wait--Motel 5? Oh boy. You really wish they hadn't left the light on, because nothing it reveals is something you want to see.

Problems:

Weather: It's turning for the worse and you need a place to hide.
Hostile wildlife: Whether it's looking for lunch or wants you off its patch, this is going to be a problem.
No luggage ...or anything else, including food, water, or shelter.
Hurt: Perfect time to practice making splints out of sticks!
Other! Listen, it's a big world, it has lots of ways to make you miserable.

adapted from the Lost in the wilderness meme @

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[ He's pretty good in the desert, but that's... pretty much the only thing he's ever known! ]

Edited 2023-03-26 17:52 (UTC)

[Desert and Jungle are most favorable for him, anywhere cold and he gets cranky and possibly sick.]

Edited 2023-03-26 19:08 (UTC)

[Well, this looks familiar.]

[[Hey, at least he's a good person to be out in the wilds with? As long as you don't have any magical artefacts, anyway.]]

[need someone to help you survive the night in any terrain? teach you how to hunt and gather so you're not left starving? show the ins and out of starting a fire from some scraps of wood and a spark? or simply just pick up all the slack because he's been Roughing It since he can "remember"

otherwise, he's going to ??? space. but he'll buy the motel room. they take rupees right?]

((Book smart nerd who will insist that he knows what he's doing, though he does have some survival skills. Except in space, because he's never been there before.))

((Did you get lost in the desert? Then he's your man! But tundra and deep space? He's a fish out of water. But he'll keep his cool and work with whoever is there.))

[ I don't know who you are but I love you for this account. So. Drive-by love? ]

[ Pick your setting, and I go for problems being 1 and/or 2? Set I Don't Care ]

((He does a lot of traveling and a lot of camping, sometimes in places that can vary in accessibility from one day to the next, especially with changing global weather patterns.

Also available in Star Wars flavor.))

((Come to the Quantum Realm we have ants now?))

[ This is RotS flavor but if you want another canon point, I have a journal for that, hit me up. ]

[Deep Space work for you?]

Say what you want, but Vader was a frighteningly good pilot as no one else would have even attempted to land on the ledge they were perched on, must less succeeded. The small ship - not his standard Fighter, but a smaller travel ship - was wedged into a space in the rock carved out by water long gone. It left them with a ledge to land on, an overhang protecting them from attacks from above, and a shallow sheltered scoop in the rock. It wasn't a cave - too small, too shallow, but it was sheltered and lined up with them disembarking.

Vader's breathing was almost lost in wind of the mountains. "We climb from here."

She looks down from the tree the pair of them have taken refuge in. This will work well, until something comes along that can either fly or climb. She's crouched, leaning against the trunk of the blue and yellow tree. The purple leaves rustle in the weak wind around them.

Below them is sitting some sort of giant cat thing. That animal had chased them up the tree, but had lost interest and looks to be just lounging to take a nap. Nothing they have done so far has distracted the beast from it's nap.

She looks across at her Master, who is minus an arm right now, and luckily not lost his saber. She knows he's angry about the arm, and it might have possibly been partially her fault, but she's sorry about this.

"If we don't make the rendezvous, Rex'll come get us, right?" She asks, leaning around the trunk to look at Anakin. Because she doesn't want to miss another rendezvous and have a frustrated and upset Padme to deal with, once they get back to Coruscant. Besides, Misa knows something Anakin doesn't - Padme had sworn her to secrecy - and she wants him to find out, not end up dinner for... whatever that is below them.

Well, in theory Rex can come get them. He's up in orbit; it'd been Anakin's brilliant idea for the pair of them to come down here without back-up. She'd lost her communicator an hour ago, and his had been lost at the same time as his arm.

She settles on her heels, looking down. The animal is settling in to sleep, but everytime the tree creaks, it looks up.

[ Let's do it! ]

"Yes, he will." Anakin has some sticky purple-blue sap in his hair and down his neck. He was irritated by that. He was pissed about his arm, even if it wasn't completely Misa's fault. He'd get over that, and he had a replacement on the ship. They just had to get to their pick-up point.

"We need to ditch our tail first." He could kill the animal, and he will if there isn't any other option. But it isn't his first option and he knows it.

It doesn't feel right, to be on a ship and not hear the hum and feel the vibration of the engines. At least backup life support is operational. Rex stands perfectly straight, his helmet under his arm, and his eyes locked on the view screen.

"I sent a distress signal, General, but I'm not sure who will receive it. We're pretty far out." His tone is clipped and tight.

Anakin had both hands on the back of the pilot's chair, grease and oil marring his skin and clothing. There was even some engine dirt on his jaw. His fingers were digging into the upholstery. "Yes, we are. And closer to the last know Seperaist station than one of ours." Anakin has almost mastered his own monotone way of speaking and it hardly gives anything away.

Rex's tone gives Anakin plenty.

"We'll be alright. We always are."

Misa has the sap leaking down the arm of her cloak. She's not even registering that, because right now, she's more worried about relieving themselves of the large feline that is stalking them.

Sighing, she looks around, her brow furrowing slightly. She stretches her senses slightly. Oh. She looks down at their stalker. Misa bites her lip. She could do something, but she doesn't want to.

The feline below them is a female, and she has little ones not far from here. Misa's good enough to make the babies distract the mother, but she's not sure that's a good idea. She twists, then climbs a bit higher. Popping out of the canopy of the tree, she looks further into the distance.

"There's some sort of herd animal to the east of us." West, Misa, not east. She still gets her cardinal directions messed up sometimes. "If we could draw them over, maybe our friend will hunt something a bit more to its palate?"

She looks down at her Master. She knows how frustrated he is. She doesn't even need the Force for that. It's in the way he carries his shoulders.

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