Between the Roots and Branches [Open to All]

[applesaucemod]

Don't worry, dreamers of Manhattan. There will be no humiliating episodes of sudden-onset-clumsiness tonight - at least, nothing more severe than what you might experience naturally. Your physical and mental faculties will be left perfectly intact. What a treat! And what luck, because if you do lose your footing, it's a long way down to the forest floor.

But hey, who wants to be on the boring old ground when there are so many wonderful treehouses to explore? There are dozens of them spread throughout the surrounding forest, connected by a series of bridges and catwalks (some, admittedly, a bit more stable than others). It's easy to forget - or fail to notice - that there really is no easy or conventional way down to the ground when you're surrounded by such splendor.

The houses' styles range from charming and rustic to modern and sleek, with many falling somewhere in between. There are viewing platforms for bird-watching or simply taking in the scenery (trees, mostly, though if you venture high enough, you'll be treated the sight of the forest canopy stretched across a valley far below). But the insides of the treehouses are comfortably furnished to varying degrees as well, so there's no need to immerse yourself in nature if you'd really rather not. Some are complete houses in their own right, with all the amenities of a Manhattan apartment and then some.

Go for a climb, or kick back and relax. The only enemies you'll find here are other dreamers... and, potentially, gravity.

Comments

[soft_robot]

He could, in fact, download and analyze databases on mental illness and trauma, thereby offering the best and soundest advice. Should Seth express what it is that needs coping, Baymax will do his utmost to assist.

"I am a prototype in the fields of soft robotics, designed to heal the sick and injured."

[powerdealer]

And therein likes the problem - it takes a lot to get Seth to talk openly about his problems. He'd rather just stew in his own guilt and unhappiness. Because that totally helps, right?

"Huh," he answers. Alright, so definitely robot. Medical robot. That's handy, he supposes. "Anyone needed your help here yet? Anyone fallen out of trees or somesuch?"

[soft_robot]

"I have assisted several people in taking leave of their places in the trees, a precarious position," Baymax affirms. Though there isn't much expression to his face or voice, there's a sense of contentment, as if he's done well.

"You are still not in need of assistance?"

[powerdealer]

Well hey, handy to have a beach ball of a robot to help out when you're stuck.

The question gives him pause, though. Honestly, he's the picture of health now. Well, physical health. Well, sort of. That's what a healing power will do, and thanks to Gabe he's no longer stuffing his body full of harmful opioids. Though granted, he's still not as good at taking care of his body as he should be, but that's not really something a medical robot can fix.

"Is something giving you the impression that I am?" he asks curiously.

[soft_robot]

"I am programmed to check multiple times upon encountering a new patient," Baymax says, nodding at Seth again. Until a patient with greater need comes along, forcing Baymax to triage, he will attend to Seth.