a totally urgent broadcast not brought to you by a dumb robot
[Like any good pirate, Crow always likes to check what treasures he's collected so far. His collection of rocks, a whistle and hammer he found in his bag when he first arrived here, some box with the words "first aid" on it and... oh, hello. Here's something that he had in the bottom of the bag here, a strange charm of some kind. Normally he just sort of swings it a little back and forth here, but for the first time, he notices words that are actually printed on it here.]
"Speak my words, that lawful phrase... And I will feed you, for all your days"? The heck does that mean...?
[He doesn't get a lot of time to ponder this though because it's starting to get uncomfortable to hold in his hand--despite not being able to feel pain, he can still sort of tell when something is not right temperature wise sometimes, and this is enough that he ends up throwing it in alarm at a nearby tree...
... which then begins to change to turn into chocolate when the charm comes in contact with it before falling back onto the ground harmlessly. Um.]
What the heck just happened!?
[It takes a moment, but eventually Crow approaches the tree warily to poke at, coming away with a slight chocolate stain on his glove here. There can only be one conclusion to make, and thus, he leaves the following message on the iStone for all to see--]
I THREW SOMETHING AT A TREE AND NOW THE TREE IS MELTING WHAT DO I DO
[Alternatively, you can come and see the tree now made of chocolate and maybe break off a piece to eat for yourself?? Probably sooner than later seeing as it is the month of June and chocolate is probably going to melt in summer heat, though it is currently holding strong for the time being.]
"Speak my words, that lawful phrase... And I will feed you, for all your days"? The heck does that mean...?
[He doesn't get a lot of time to ponder this though because it's starting to get uncomfortable to hold in his hand--despite not being able to feel pain, he can still sort of tell when something is not right temperature wise sometimes, and this is enough that he ends up throwing it in alarm at a nearby tree...
... which then begins to change to turn into chocolate when the charm comes in contact with it before falling back onto the ground harmlessly. Um.]
What the heck just happened!?
[It takes a moment, but eventually Crow approaches the tree warily to poke at, coming away with a slight chocolate stain on his glove here. There can only be one conclusion to make, and thus, he leaves the following message on the iStone for all to see--]
I THREW SOMETHING AT A TREE AND NOW THE TREE IS MELTING WHAT DO I DO
[Alternatively, you can come and see the tree now made of chocolate and maybe break off a piece to eat for yourself?? Probably sooner than later seeing as it is the month of June and chocolate is probably going to melt in summer heat, though it is currently holding strong for the time being.]

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Did you throw fire at it?
[She doesn't see any kind of bonfire, but you know. The island's weird. Maybe the tree absorbed the flames and now it's burning from the inside out?]
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[Indicating the chocolate tree with an annoyed gesture here.]
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We should run away.
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[It is just a tree... that happens to be melting brown stuff, yes, but...]
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I don't know, but it's scary.
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[... Maybe stop your stupid robot friend before he attempts to touch (or even punch) the tree, from the look of things here.]
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She reaches out to grab his arm so fast if he doesn't move away-where's your supervisor? She wants to lodge a complaint.]
Wait!
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Why? It's not like we've got any other better ideas.
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[Sir? do you need to be moved from the tree????]
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[He's reinstated that instinct now, which is what has him drawing even with the tree that radiates the unmistakable scent of...cocoa.]
[And hell if he can remember the last time he had chocolate. Wash steps closer, rifle half-pointed at the thing, as though it might be some sort of trick, before he runs the tip of one finger, gloved in Kevlar composite, down the trunk. Rubs at the flakes of chocolate that cling to his fingertips, visored head tilting to one side.]
...huh.
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[The question comes from Crow here, from where he had been watching (and totally not hiding) behind another tree.]
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[Still, it might come as a shock.]
Are...most trees here made of chocolate, for some reason?
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What is that?
[... Is he asking about the gun, or what chocolate is... or both.......]
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[That's a less uncommon question than one might think. Marines on the front lines would gamble for contraband sweets, and in the intergalactic hodgepodge of soldiers cribbed from Earth's colonies all over multiple systems, sometimes you learn that what's basic in some lower-class Earther slums isn't necessarily as such in others.]
It's a type of candy. It just...usually doesn't come on trees.
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So it's... something that people can eat?
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[But he doesn't say that, because he's not Agent fucking South Dakota, and he can actually talk to children.]
Yeah. But like I said, entire trees made of it? That's new.
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[He's never needed to eat before, and even he knows that this isn't normal.]
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How did you do that?!
[He's caught between 'this is super cool' and 'this is super weird' okay.]
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[It's not like he did this on purpose, Seto!]
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It's weird...I wonder what it feels like.
[...he's gonna touch it.]
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Hey, don't just go touching things like that. Here, use this.
[... Crow is now handing you a stick to poke the tree with instead. Much safer, buddy.]
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Ah, thanks Crow.
[Time to put the 'poke it with a stick' strategy into effect. Seto pokes the chocolate tree and the stick sinks in a little bit due to the heat melting the tree.
Doesn't look like it's going to try and eat them...!]
It's kind of sticky...
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[Also what is this stuff melting from the tree anyway.]
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But also...!]
Didn't you throw something at it?
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