Scivillage

Lucky for me I paid my earthquake insurance and hired Invert to reconstruct my hut. While we cleared away the debris I found a metal box, which contained just enough dynamite to blast into the face of the now dry waterfall. Immediately water began to flow into the river. I also found some little bells (that were once part of a necklace) on the ground. I’ll make them into bell collars for Kunax and his new little mate. We all need to know when they are awake and on the prowl. I happened to find them basking, as usual, in the sun yesterday. They looked so peaceful I couldn’t resist! I crushed some berries I found near my hut to make paint. Then I sneaked up behind Kunax and Little Mate. While they slept I painted eyes on the backside of Kunax’s ears (only on the whites). Now his kitten is so confused, he never knows when the tiger is sleeping. Heehee. I have not located Jaded yet. I hope she is safe and avoided injury from the quake. Hopefully she will help me to put a bell around Kunax’s neck.

I must find a way to get my hands on the electric tree. We must harness its power and use it to our benefit, maybe another day, just not today. I am now going to the beach and I hope to find the others to ask if they need help rebuilding their huts.
 
Padmas had a nice secluded garden behind her house, it was border by 2 tall hedge all the way from the house down to the forest, this meant that you could enter the garden from the forest with out being seen, making it a good place the hide.
Closest to the house was a terrace with a table and some chairs, the a strip of flowers around the terraces and the law with a fish pond nearest the terrace.

It was here in this pond i was trying to teach cat how to play in the water, but he was being most uncooperative and had look funny on me all day.
I had to push him into the water all the time, and each time he would jump right back out, in the end i gave up, i had some business to by the window anyway.
After doing my business i retuned to the pond, cat had settled down near the edge of the pond, trying to catch the small fish, i thought about pulling him back in to the water but was to lazy to get up.
 
I submitted the final plans for the well to spidergoat.
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While you all were screwing around, I went on an expedition for hallucinogenic plants in the woods. Along with a good amount of the raw ingredients for Yage, and 5 pounds of Psylocybe Cubensis, I found a natural spring. I figure we could remove the bark from some trees and form a sort of trough to bring the water right past our huts, or maybe I'll just build my hut right there. I also chopped down a huge mahogany tree for a canoe, that I will have to burn out later. Ate some of the shrooms and stumbled across an ancient pyramid covered in vines. Deep within 7 layers of temples built on top of one another, I came upon a small chamber, lined with a strange shimmering metal, and lined with thousands of jewel-like buttons. I pressed one and it lit up with a loud shrieking sound. The bottom dropped out of the floor, and I fell into a stinking pit full of the bones of unidentifiable animals. With a dry rustling sound several large golden centipedes emerged from holes along the wall carrying what looked like golden medical instruments and I passed out. I woke up naked in a clearing, covered in butterflies, wondering if it was all just a hallucination, but in my pocket I found one of the jewelled buttons. Holding it up to the light, I noticed it projected moving images onto the ground of a strange alien landscape and what seemed like numerals. I thought of food. Immediately, images of food were projected, like an encyclopedia of human culinary traditions from around the world. Wow, it was like a tiny computer. I'm starting to think crazymikey was right, there are aliens studying us, and from the looks of that temple, they have been here a long time.
 
(You fixed the waterfall too easily, I was hoping for some kind of expedition to the source of the river. :p)

Dear Bones,

After much travel, I have at last reached the fabled village of sci. It was everything that legend had made it out to be. Secluded, full of strange inhabitants, and covered in excrement.

Earthquakes have rocked this region and great devastation greeted me as I followed the trail to the village. It's quiet, Bones, too quiet. It seems from the amount of excrement lying about that once this village held many people, but now it seemed reduced to a tiger, a weirdo down by the lake screaming about the end of the world is nigh (a proposition that may not be so strange considering these damnable earthquakes, which seem to gradually be growing stronger and more severe), a fisherwoman yoohooing suggestively, a strange man who makes no sense, and a woman who hired me to rebuild her damaged home. Strange thing about this last, Bones, it seems that the only currency that she had to offer me was dynamite, she also mentioned "scirum" and asked me if, perchance, I might have some. I replied that I had never heard of this concoction but would certainly inform her if I came across any in my travels. What kind of place is this, Bones? It is a mystery.

I sensed that it was quite possible that others were about, just out of site, hiding. Almost as though something terrible had happened in the past. Some monstrous deed that haunts this village even now. Could it be linked to these strange earthquakes? Could it be the dynamite odor that llngered about Padma? Could it have something to do with the excrement that covers everything like a fine layer of soot? I don't know, Bones, but I intend to find out.

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I have just finished an initial investigation of the immediate area. I wondered if perhaps there weren't some people buried in the wreckage of their homes, but I quickly dismissed this thought as no one here seems to be worried about it. Then, as I traveled towards the sound of a waterfall in the distance, keeping in mind that my every step is an exercise in finding a relatively feces-free patch of ground, the fisherwoman I spoke of earlier, began to toss fish at me. Odder still, Bones, I swear it seemed as though the fish were speaking to me as they rebounded from my chest and lay on the ground flopping and gasping. "Save us from this madwoman!! The great grouper must be told!!" What was I to make of this, Bones? Was I losing my mind? Was the stench-ridden air of this village driving me mad? I purposed to find this waterfall and clear my head of this foul odor.

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Another strange occurence, Bones. I have just seen a thing of oddity that compels me to stop in my travels and immediately put this to paper before it fades from my mind and I decide that it was just a shit-vision. On my way to the waterfall, I chanced upon a clearing where I saw a tiger and a tabby grooming one another. The care with which the tiger groomed the tabby spoke of a great love that must exist between the two. You have told me often enough, Bones, that a tigers tongue is coarse enough to pull meat from bone, and yet here was a full grown tiger expending utter care upon a small, defenseless house cat. It was always my opinion, Bones, that a tiger and a tabby could not interbreed. Was I mistaken in this assumption, Bones? As always I yield to your knowledge. I watched this display for some time until the wind changed and carried my scent towards the pair. They then bolted off into the undergrowth, which would seem to be quite proper considering the villagers with which it must have previously had experience. I am astounded by this, Bones, this village brings me wonder after wonder. I urge you to travel here yourself and witness this first hand.

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I have chosen a site to build my home, Bones, it is a beautiful spread of land on a rise on the other side of the waterfall. Well, away from the scent of feces that has marked my previous experience in the village proper. It would seem that a sanitation engineer could do quite well in this town, assuming that he were industrious enough.

I have constructed a lean-to which shall suffice until construction is complete. And dug an outhouse in which I might contain my own contribution to the village's seemingly most available resource. I have also posted a sign informing those of the village who might chance upon my outhouse that I would thank them to not use it. In fact, a fence might be in order if they insist on their unsanitary ways.

I save this for last, Bones, because it is perhaps the most perplexing thing I have come across. When I reached the waterfall, it seemed that something had recently disturbed the lake into which it fell. Great boulders and rubble filled the lake and the water was now diverted from the course which it had previously taken. A riverbed could be seen stretching into the distance, but barely a trickle flowed in the river. The rest seemed to be forming a marsh and tending toward the general direction of the village. I might have assumed that the earthquakes had something to do with this, if not for the scent of dynamite in the air. Could this be some type of village ritual? When the crap gets too thick, do they merely flood the village to rid them of their waste? I decided that when I had enough time, I would search the area and try to find evidence if this was a cyclical event. I also thought I heard faint cries coming from the other side of a particularly high pile of rubble against the cliff face. But, considering that I heard fish talking earlier, I decided to wait and think on this with a clear head in the morning.

Certainly, Bones, I am in a new and strange place full of strange people. Could it be that these people are merely the victim of circumstance, and hence are not so strange at all? But no, I could think of no course of events in a rational world that might reduce a people to so strange a circumstance. I have a great deal of work and exploration ahead of me, in order to come to a better understanding of this place. I wish you were here, Bones, as you are certainly my better when it comes to such socialogical affairs such as these. And I can imagine the delight you would have studying the inhabitants of this most strange region. I eagerly await your reply.

Your Friend Always,

Invert_Nexus

P.S. I hope that I can find a way to send this to you. There would appear to be no postman in this village.

P.P.S. I find that the earthquakes are actually somewhat soothing at their present stage. A fine cure for my insomnia. But I fear that they grow worse with each passing moment. Is there a cause for this shaking? Might something be done? As always, I shall attempt to discover this on the morrow.
 
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*still lying in the gutter. Lookig comatose*
Mmmm....
*Dreamwalker stirrs, opens his eyes*

Bright here! Where am I? Scivillage? Nice, how did I come here?
*looks around, looks at himself*
Why are the remnants of a fish the only thing near me? Why am I clothed in rags? What happend?

What a bright sunny day, I think I will just enjoy the scenery. I have slept too long anyway. How much time has passed since I have last seen a sunbathed landscape? Must have been years.
 
After a long day of stalking Invert_Nexus, I decided to pay him a house call. I noticed he fenced in his latrine, how very odd. The air is fresh up here and the view, beautiful. I saw him writing in a journal, leaning against a finely built lean-to. When he noticed me, the first thing out of his mouth was, “Hi Padma, you can’t use my outhouse.” Perplexed, I told him the reason for my visit. I asked him if while he reconstructs my hut if I could live with him and do chores in exchange for building costs since my insurance adjuster will never find me and money is worthless. I told him I could hunt, fish, build fires, cook and also help him finish his hut if he would help me. He looked at me strangely and did not speak for quite some time. So I offered him some of the mushrooms I took from the naked man I found sleeping while I waited for his response.
 
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Dreamwalker, I hit you with a fish and you passed out... only later did I find that it had swallowed a rock. I had wondered why it didn't flap up and down like the others when I threw it on the sand... And well, if there are only the remnants, I blame Kunax, who eats everything without asking...
As for why you are dressed in rags, I cannot say... but the stone must have hit you hard. You've only been there a few days, not years.

Is there a doctor in the house?


(ooh... Padma, want to go for a walk or something??)
 
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Ah, I see, guess that happens when you try to explore the deepest reaches of your mind and don´t find a way back out. Time is a warped thing that can not be defined. Well, I´ll better get up and look after a new attire. But first I think I´ll get a shower. See ya!
 
Dear Bones,

Today after finishing up my efforts of the day; Padma, from the village, came to visit me. Because the unsanitary conditions in which these people lived still dwelt in my mind, I immediately said, "Hi Padma, you can't use my outhouse." I immediately regretted my rude outburst and then explained that my people crapped in holes in the ground instead of all over the landscape. And perhaps I could be persuaded to allow her to use my outhouse if she could prove to me that she is willing to live a more sanitary lifestyle. She agreed and filled me in on the previous outhouse being blown up by a deranged individual. This explains much and certainly paints these people in a better likeness. Perhaps I was too quick with my earlier assumptions.

She complimented my on my choice of domicile and offered her services as a domestic servant in exchange for the rebuilding of her house. I told her I would consider this, as it would be unseemly to seem desperate for a servant. Although, I must confess that this relieves me, as no self-respecting gentleman should be without a domestic.

Then, Bones, she offered, in way of friendship, a handful of wild mushrooms she claimed to have found on a naked man in the forest.

How remarkable, I thought. These would appear to be the fly agaric mushroom used in many shamanistic rituals in more primitive parts of the world. I explained to her that it was best to be careful with these, as a little bit would do you but a little bit more would do you in. I then showed her how she could soak these mushrooms in milk and let them sit overnight. I explained to her how the flies buzzing about the village would be attracted by this mixture and be ********.

Of course being of a pioneering spirit, I could not pass up the opportunity to partake of the 'shrooms and determine for myself what effect they might have. Knowing that a common effect is a less-than-rational frame of mind I endeavored to relate this experience to you before I consumed. I shall let you know the results after my head clears.

Bones, I believe that it will be a most interesting night indeed.

Invert_nexus

edit: argh, forgot the p-o-i-s-o-n ban.

edit again: was just looking back over some of the posts, noticed that spidergoat found Pscilocybin Cubensis, not Amanita Muscaria. Or was there another naked man in the woods? Hmm.
 
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Also, as an afterthough, I offered some to Paul W. Dixon, hoping that this would relax him and let him forget about his end of the world miseries. Alas, I had forgotten that psychedelics tend to heighten any emotional distress one feels. I'm afraid it was a rough nite for ol' Paul. I had to take his bell away until he comes down.
 
Cat had found a excellent scratching tree in Padma garden, unfortunately it was not a very strong tree and had snapped over once i put a some weight on it. Cat seemed to be happy with the new L shaped tree thou, and had already climbed up and in between the branches.

I left cat in the tree and went to eat the remains of the boar, when i got there little ants where already busy munching on the remain, but it did not really matter, ants and boar down they went.
On my way back a young gaur(wild ox) was standing on the path not paying attention to its surrounding, even thou i wasn't hungry this was to good and opportunity to give up and so the guar was no more.
The guar had died right in the middle of the path in open sight, I had to hide it some where, Padmas garden seem like a good place, since i was closest, so i dragged the guar into the garden true the flowers and on to the terrace, then knock over a few chairs to hide it under.

Cat had left the tree while i had been away, i follow his trail in to the street and found him further down the street eating a fish. Then i remember the flying fish and as i turned my head to he sound of and opening door, i saw Jadedflower throw a fish barely missing my head, then slam the door shut again.


Day left and night came, down by where the waterfall had been there now was a lake, to me it was all the same, i was just laying in the moon light snoozing when Invert Nexus came along, high on mushroom pie and milk, he seem very confided as he approach once he got to me he immediately jump me and tried to turn me over, shouting “I'm the greatest”.
After pushing Invert Nexus away a few time, it got to much for me and i pushed Invert Nexus over on to his back, pinning him to the ground with my weight, Invert Nexus did not like this treatment and was wiggling quite a bit, perhaps it was the weight or the breath. In the end he finally stopped moving and i could resume my snoozing.
It was first when i got wet from the rapidly rising water that i moved of Invert Nexus and headed off in the direction of the village. As i went Invert Nexus got up, jump on a rock and shouted “I'm still the greatest”.
 
Originally I gave Invert the mushrooms hoping he would allow me to join him. Alas, he took them milk and all.

I awoke in the middle of the night to a loud rustling and a shout from below. It was Invert_Nexus and the tiger Kunax. From where I stood it appeared that Kunax had I_N by his head at some point, because his face was covered in blood. Moving slowly, I made my way down to the lake. Kunax sensed my presence immediately and skulked away quietly to lie down and watch me. I_N was very, very high. I needed to take him back to his place do tend to his wounds, but before doing this I noticed drag marks on the sand. They led away from the lake onto the shore bank. Had Kunax moved I_N out of danger? Did his instincts tell him to move this human away from the water to keep him from drowning? Have I underestimated the Great Tiger? From now on I will repay Kunax with my reverence. Kunax had turned his head away from me and allowed me to approach. I tore a piece of cloth from my skirt dipped it in water and cleaned off the red eyes I had painted on the back of his ears. He deserves my respect. Moaning on the ground and watching his hands pass through the air above him Invert had vomited all over himself. I had to quickly clean him off before I could move him back up the hill. He is a large man and it will be difficult to carry him on my back, but I must or he may die.

Thank God for pre-med! All I could do for his wounds were to clean them out. I couldn’t suture them because of the risk for infection. I don’t know what to do. He is very febrile and my supplies are low. I need the electric tree leaves.
 
After I_N last jump for glory, he had keel over and dropped of the rock into the water, for a short while he had tried to swim to shore lying on his back in the shallow water, but with little success, in the end the water had begun to cover his face, and that was when i graped(sp?) him by his boot and dragged him further up the shore.

Padma had heard the noise and had come down the to the lake where I_N was lying. She had a worried or angry expression on her face, all humans look so much alike so i just came her my best “wasn't me” face, and turned over on my back to get a new perspective of what she was doing.

Apparently I had been a bit to rough on I_N and he had gotten a few injures, even thou that had not been my intention. Padma sad down next to I_N and cleaned the worst injuries before walking over toward me, as she approach i turn back over and pretended not to see her, once Padma got to me she ripped part of her skirt and used it clean my ears, must be a human think i though, but nice.

Then Padma returned to I_N where she attempted to lift him up and carrier him up the hill, this looked like a fun game to me, so i quickly got up ran over and graped hold of I_N boot and dragged him back down the hill. Padma did not seem to like our new game and was getting quite frustrated, I_N on the other hand seemed quite happy with our little tug of war, as he hug there suspended in mid air flabing his arms pretended to be a bird flying high.

As Padma got tired she gave up pulling I_N and released her grip in him, letting he pull him around alone. This was not as fun as before, so i grapped I_N by his leather belt strap, and carried him back up to Padma where i dropped him back down so we could continue our game.
Padma on the other hand had other plans, she walked higher up the hill, stopping with short intervals waiting for me to carried I_N who was still pretending to be a bird, with me up to her.
Soon we reach the hut where i dropped I_N on the ground. The game wasn't fun any more, as i turned around and left the hut, the last thing i heard was I_N shouting face down in the dirt, ass in the air “Aaaah, Crash landing”.
 
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I'm sick of throwing fish... I'm gonna go and leave the village for a few days. Kunax, stay out of my garden! :p
 
(now see thats just baiting, luckly it's getting late here, so i will wait and see what tomorrow brings)
 
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