Jenna steps into quicksand, quickly finding herself stuck.
"Uh-oh..." thought Jenna.
Stage 1: Denial
Jenna is up to her knees in the quicksand.
"It's no big deal, it's probably not even quicksand...I'm going to have a good laugh tonight with Kia and Lina..." said Jenna.
Suddenly, she noticed the sign saying "DANGER QUICKSAND"
"Yeah...this isn't actually quicksand...somebody just likes writing things like that..." stated the mage.
Stage 2: Anger
Jenna is up to her hips in the quicksand. She has to admit that it feels rather pleasant, even if the quicksand pit appears to be deadly.
"Darn it! Why do I keep ending up in quicksand? If I had a nickel for every time I ended up in mud...I might be the richest girl ever! Why does Tigermaru and his friends have to live in the jungle with all the deadly predators?!" exclaimed Jenna.
Stage 3: Bargaining
Jenna is now up to her waist. Fortunately, she is not exactly wearing much, so she does not have to worry about getting her clothes muddy. In fact, if any of her male party members saw her dressed like she was, they'd probably be bleeding from their nose. A LOT.
Personally she enjoyed the mud's touch, though she got the feeling that it wouldn't be too much longer before she was dead. She had to do something.
"Are you there, God? It's me, Jenna! Listen, if you give me a mulligan on this quicksand trap..I promise you...I won't dress up in skimpy clothing whenever I enter the jungle...you got a deal?" asked Jenna.
Stage 4: Depression
Jenna's is halfway up to her chest. She has to admit, the quicksand feels awfully good in her belly button...though it doesn't make her too happy. In fact, she's miserable.
"Why!!! Why did I have to end up in quicksand?! Oh the humanity! And to think my older sister Kia will never see me again...then again, I heard that she was going to make a quicksand video of herself in a swamp...so maybe we won't be separated for long."
Stage 5: Acceptance
Jenna is up to her chest, and her arms are hopelessly trapped. Perhaps she should have kept them away from the quicksand.
"I guess this is it...I can't move at all. Personally I find it ironic that I'm going to die from quicksand considering how much I love mud. But I guess if you live by the sword you end up dying by the sword. Well, off to heaven I go..." said Jenna, sinking past her bra band.
However, a few seconds later, she found that she was now floating.
"Um, what? I was under the impression that I was going to sink completely...well, I still can't move a muscle...so it looks like I'm going to be here a while. I guess I might as well make the best of it..."
One hour later...
As it turned out, Jenna had magically summoned a television set, a cup of soda with a straw, and some potato chips. She was current channel flipping with her remote in her mouth.
"What a relaxing mud bath..." stated Jenna.
At that very moment, Tigermaru showed up.
"Should I pull you out of there?" asked Tigermaru.
"Just let me have a few more minutes..." answered Jenna.
Something told her that she was going to need a nice, long bath...but since she showed off so much skin maybe she should simply go for a swim.