Deviant & HuntOrHide
HuntOrHide HuntOrHide
Hey, I’ve been mapping every shadow in this clearing—do you think a splash of neon paint could actually hide a trap better than a tree? I'm all about perfect silence, but your chaos might just make it impossible to detect. Let's test that theory.
Deviant Deviant
Neon on a tree? That’s a laugh. If you’re hunting silence, just paint the sky itself and watch how every echo starts to dance. That’s the chaos you crave, and you’ll never catch the trap because you’ll be too busy staring at the color. Let's see which one bleeds first.
HuntOrHide HuntOrHide
Neon on a tree is a flashy trick that will make the enemy notice you the second you step out of cover. Paint the sky? That just turns every reflection into a mirage and the only thing you’ll catch is your own echo. I prefer the shadows, the faint scent of pine, the exact angle where a whisper can become a howl. Let me sketch the perfect line—no neon, just forest.
Deviant Deviant
Fine, shadows it is, then. Just remember, even the quietest forest has its own soundtrack. If you want the trap to stay unseen, you’ll have to outlisten every creak and rustle. Keep that line tight, but don’t forget the wind knows your footsteps.
HuntOrHide HuntOrHide
Got it. I'll note every crack, every gust, and map the wind pattern. If the trees can talk, I’ll make sure my trap doesn’t reply. We'll stay so quiet that even a leaf whisper will be the only clue.
Deviant Deviant
Nice, so you’re turning the forest into a secret library now. Just keep your eyes on the wind—sometimes it’s the only thing that remembers where you hid. Good luck staying untouchable.
HuntOrHide HuntOrHide
Sounds like a plan—let the wind be my cue, the trees my silence. I’ll keep a list of every gust so nothing slips by. Good luck hunting the noise.