The floor is now lava!

[waywardtomato]

Who: Edward and Everyone
When: Mid-morning
Where: The central Plaza
Style: Starting Action, also like prose if you prefer.
Status: Open to all to suffer the perils of avoiding lava.

[There is a small bit of a commotion in the plaza today. It seems a certain gangly 13-year-old has taken to climbing on, over, and around various objects in the Plaza. Tables, chairs, plants even smaller parts of the coral are being as objects to be climbed on as she is working her way from one end of the plaza to the other. She even at one point jumps on the back of one of the residents of the bubble, before jumping to a nearby table. Those checking to see what the crazy girl is up to, will notice a message scrawled on the ground all over the plaza.]

[Following her, as usual, is her small brown corgi, Ein. He seems to be immune to the effects of the floor lava.]

Comments

[waywardtomato]

[Ed and shoes have a sort of... love-hate relationship.]

Edward never had shoes, Tifa-person. But if she did, she would be glad they were gone, and not her.

[Ed ponders the concept of lava-proof people for a second.]

Ed thinks some people are just magically immune.

Others are just grumps who cannot even stop to realize the danger they are in, a sort of protection by forced ignorance. They do not see it, therefore it cannot exist. Even though Ed went through the trouble of marking off the dangerous lava spots, they just trudge on their merry way. Trudge! Trudge!

[fightforastar]

It does seem like an unhealthy way to be immune, doesn't it? Refusing to see what's right in front of you.

[She shakes her head disparagingly and then looks around the plaza.]

How far does the lava extend anyway?

[waywardtomato]

People are silly like that. Can't see the lava until they are swimming in it. Edward feels sad for them.

It seems to encompass most of the plaza proper, yep yep! Edward did her best to mark the boundaries with her signs. Hopefully they will help save some of them.

[fightforastar]

Should we be making an escape then, do you think? There's no telling how long the lava-proofing will last.

[She taps the coral experimentally with a foot.]

[waywardtomato]

This is why Ed likes the Tifa-person! She thinks ahead! Coral is strong, but lava is stronger. We need something better and more lava-resistant.

[Ed scans the nearby area, seeing a large grouping of picnic tables in the distance. Getting there would be the issue. Though if they took a trip on the fountain, the water might just protect them. Plus past the tables they could make it to one of the many cafes dotting the area. That would be really safe.]

Ed has a plan!

[With that she hops up to another part of the coral, before jumping down onto a table with a scrabbling slide.]

[fightforastar]

Well, clue me in, o fearless leader.

[With a smile, Tifa starts to follow Ed, although if she knows where they're headed, she'd like to avoid stepping on any tables in use or otherwise disturbing passersby.]