Reel them in (Open)

[Lucien DeChain]

Well... Shit. Seemed like his plan backfired. Wedge needed to improvise, and quick, or else he'd be stuck with this... person... for a while yet.

"Uh, well ya see... There were all these fishermen, right? And, they started fishin around here. Now, since all the fisherman were fishin, there was no fish left for the crows. So... They got all angry and murderous. The end." He finished weakly but not in that way jeez.

[Player 1]

"Oh, so it's a conservation issue after all!" She laughs. "It's weird they'd go after large things instead of just moving ground to other food though! I gotta wonder if there isn't something else going on here too. Sinister stuffs..."

Sinister stuff like parasites and the like. He taps a finger on its chin.

"This definitely needs a lot more investigating! Yeah!" Fishing, for now, is abandoned. "Oh, that reminds me though." The little person waddles over to the water, and starts... pulling fish out of various pockets, dumping the now wriggling sorts into the water.

Lots of fish.

So many fish.

All the fish.

[Lucien DeChain]

Lots of fish.

So many fish.

All of the fish.

"Holy F-" Wedge held his tongue, realizing he was in the presence of a... child? Thing. Yeah.

Though, that child had just summoned forth most of the fish in the pacific ocean from their pockets. Most of those fish were bigger than the pockets themselves, and they just... Kept... Coming...

Wedge didn't know what to do. He had seen some weird-ass shit in his day. Hell, his best friend was an invisible lightning rod. But never had he seen a goddamn bag of holding. For a few seconds, he just stammered incoherently, eyes wide, but after a moment he realized that he looked like an idiot, and took a small amount of time to rethink his conception of reality.

[Player 1]

After returning the days catch to the ocean, Player 1 pops up to their feet, clapping their hands together as if getting off all the wet and fish. "Okay, that's step one down! Now I just gotta figure out a good plan for those birds!"

It starts to walk off from the stunned Wedge, which also happens to be in the same direction as the heart of Crow territory. Hooray!

[Lucien DeChain]

Wedge grimaced as the young whatever walked right past him. For a long moment he just stared at the ocean, wondering how many fish were as confused as he was at what just happened. It was probably a lot, Wedge concluded. An awful lot of fish.

After a while, Wedge sighed, and turned around, exiting the beach area. He wouldn't try to follow the thing, though. It was about the time to check in anyways, and the others wouldn't like it if he was late coming back from a shift.

"Man, do I have a story for them..."

THE END.