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You are Charlotte Fawkins, dashing heroine, detective, adventuress, heiress, sorceress, etcetera. Three years ago, you drowned yourself in a quest to find a long-lost family heirloom; nowadays, you're just nobly causing solving problems with the help of trusty retainer Gil and snake(?)/father(?) Richard. Inexplicably, many people tend to "dislike" you, though you've never done anything wrong in your life.Right now, you're hazy on what's happening.I think I've done all I could do.You're in your head. Something is in your body. Bone. Marble. Roses. You can't see. Something is the matter with your eye.Shh. I'll take care of it. Give me a moment.You are reaching into your pocket and taking out an eye and you are reaching into your socket and taking out the sun. You are putting the eye in the socket, and you are opening your mouth wider than it goes and swallowing the sun.Fire and clarity return to you. You are Charlotte Fawkins. The lizard-thing, the Herald of the Bright Epoch, is in your body. You are in a tight space surrounded by Managers, which would ordinarily be frightening, but you remember. They worship you.For now. I wouldn't press the matter. They are already resistant.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>TO-DOImmediate goals:- Find Gil (again (again)) - Find a way to harvest your memories of Annie- Get the siphons back from Casey, then put them up (12 remaining?)- Get the tine of the Crown back from Casey- Find out what happened to Lester? (optional)Short-term goals:- Punish Casey for his cruel brainwashing of YOUR retainer - Blow up HeadspaceLong-term goals:- Resurrect AnnieComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6136430>>[2] Tell Richard the broad strokes of what happened. You told them you were the Herald, and now they believe you. His plan worked.
>>6136430>1What could possibly go wrong
>>6136430>[1] Tell Richard exactly what happened. He told you to tell them you were the Herald, so you did, then you got the Herald to help out and possess you so they believed you. You really are fine, though.
Welcome back, folks! I'll leave the vote open overnight, but I may call it during the day tomorrow. We'll see how I'm feeling.
You are Tristain d’Rusalka, a noble from the United Kingdom of Fodlan born with unique abilities bestowed upon you by the Goddess. You have journeyed across the sea to the desert kingdom of Morfis after receiving an invitation to join a mysterious competition. Though you know little of the trials that lie ahead, the winner of this contest has been promised the hand of Morfis’ Princess, Yulia Xan Phanes, in marriage. Seeking adventures, thrills, and battles that would be worthy of your might, you embarked on this strange voyage with nothing but your trusted axe.You vanquished a group of pirates that attacked your ship, making several new allies: Alvin, a merchant captain and ‘Adjunct’ of the Royal College of Sorcery, May, a stowaway and thief of remarkable skill, and Adeline, a knight from a disgraced noble family. You then arrived in Solis, a port city, where circumstances brought you into confrontations with both the locals as well as other contenders for Yulia’s hand. Your strength saw you through these trials, and you acquired additional allies: Cassius, a Morfisian Sorcerer with an admiration for Fodlan, Elric, a young Fodlan noble with little ability, and Cuthbert, a war veteran and Elric’s bodyguard.After stocking up on supplies and choosing one of two travel routes, you and your party were ready to depart for Morfis, the City of Illusions. In 30 days, the competition would begin in earnest. But for now, you must travel through the desert, facing any perils that may come your way.>Tristain d’Rusalka>Level 24/50 Lord (EXP: 0/100)HP: 51 (120%)Strength: 26 (65%)Magic: 18 (40%)Speed: 14 (30%)Defense: 20 (60%) Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6136359>>B): Speak with ElricHe just wanted to impress his lady and the boys back home.
>>6136359This is >>6135553, on desktop now.>B): Speak with ElricAlright, let's see to the kid.
>>6136359>C): Read a Children’s Guide to MorfisMight as well. It seems we're getting a single timeslot here-- maybe it'll tell us what's up with those mirages.
>>6136359>C): Read a Children’s Guide to MorfisWe need to read it at SOME point, and the earlier the better.
>>6136359>C): Read a Children’s Guide to Morfis
>Previous threadhttps://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2024/6099652/You are Amon. G Sus an orphan hobo in the Pokemon universe. After winning a dream vacation to Alola he's been wining and dining and getting it on with the ladies while a mysterious conspiracy seems to surround his seemingly "perfect" vacation.>We are at 4 spaghetti points at the moment.>Spaghetti points are used to determine how much of a fucking autist you are in dialogs and other rolls for good or bad. They can also be spent on Pokemon evolutions or new moves. So get em but spend them quick. 5 points for an evolution, 3 for a new moveHere is the team!Foongus: Timid and cowardly, you met him at age 7 when foraging for food. You thought he was a Pokeball due to hunger and he ended up crying due to being afraid. You gave him a last morsel of food to calm him down and he followed you into the city. Now your bros for life. He's more brave during battles as long as its not TOO rough.Ability: Effect SporeMega DrainStun SporeSweet ScentComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6136563Sigilyph:Flew into town after a particularly bad storm hit through the desert region. Which happens from time to time. You rescued him from being stuck in a tree and he joined you in gratitude. He's the most protective and on guard of your Pokemon. His Whirlwind attack has kept wild pokemon at bay and Hypnosis has kept would be scroungers from taking your shit.Ability: Wonder SkinHypnosisWhirlwindGustConfusionMarill:A sweetheart Pokemon who loves to fuss over you being clean. Was met as an Azurill who smelled Foongus' Sweet Scent and tried to suck on its head only to find a lack of nectar. You tried to fight it but oddly Foongus' grass type attacks did nothing. Clear Smog however knocked her out in one shot. She was a bit slow to befriend but she came around once you shared a soda you found. Has a huge sweet tooth and uses Water Gun to keep you clean. Unfortunately Water Gun doesn't make for good drinking water. She fusses over you appearance too making sure your clothes don't look TOO scraggly even though your wearing donated clothing. Evolved one day after successfully knocking out a wild pokemon.Ability: Sap SipperWater GunHelping HandBounceComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Rolled 26 (1d100)>>6136564
To everyone's horror and dismay, you are Nicole Smith. You are a SHIFTer, a human with anomalous abilities who has slowly been mutating more and more over the last few weeks. First it was horns, then it was fur, who knows what's next?Will you even be human once all is said and done?Regardless, this is good in your line of work as a Cleaner, a deniable asset used by massive mega-corporations called the Alphabet Companies and anyone else willing to pay you. Most of your jobs are from your Handler a member of a powerful family who asks you to check up on things or 'clean' up messes for him.All of this is because in the City the massive megacomplex spanning across hundreds of thousands of square miles, being a Cleaner is one of the most efficient ways of making cash if you don't care about your own safety and you can't quite get an actual proper Corporate job. As for how said job is going...You finally finished tracking down a very important briefcase for your Handler and, with little actual struggle, you retrieved it. Thanks to your job well done you have now gained access to him as a very powerful ally in the future.After hanging out at the bar with your friends, you proceeded to meet a bizarre alternate version of yourself who was corroded into an anomaly. A mind fuck and a half later, you met a mysterious CEO who wants to help you but only if you can figure out who he is. Trying to push past everything weird going on you got your newest mission:Harvesting resources from one of I-Corp's most rural, frigid subdistricts.So far your job here has been going well. You headed to a nearby village to get some side work while exploring the rest of the subdistrict. You then proceeded to meet a Graverobber and negotiated information out of them, hunted down a bank vault filled with valuables, and helped an anomaly out hidden inside of a clock tower.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
You try your best to ignore the fact most of the ETFs in front of you have fully loaded shotguns and assault rifles. They would fucking kill you if you put up a fight. Best to be diplomatic. "Look. We're not here to fight you; We're not even planning on stopping you from finding whatever anomalous nonsense you find here. BUT!" You clear your throat to make sure they hear you clearly. "On two conditions.""You don't have any room to negotiate, deer bitch." The one armed ETF agent snarls. You can already feel him reaching for the revolver holstered around his waist. "No, no, Algiz. Let her speak." Phi holds her hand up, interrupting her comrade. "Go on." <"I can sense something has latched onto her. Something STRONG. Rather not risk letting it out.">[CAPTAIN'S COMMAND] Heh."Lex."Lex unfolds the paper slip he found and holds it up towards the group. "We have the passwords for the containment cells. We could save you a lot of time and effort if you work with us."Phi breaks away from her group, hand gently resting on her service pistol, to check the list. Lex pulls away before she can get a solid look at it."Yeah, no." Alexis steps in to help negotiate. "We have two conditions."Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
"Yep. Four. Now, granted, a half dozen ETF agents and some random goons? Maybe it's enough." Lex half-heartedly shrugs. "Maybe. I wouldn't bet on it.""All we're asking is for us help you for a small payment for all six of us. We're not asking for much. I say..." You're not sure how much to ask. You gesture at the rest to spit out their offers."Not much of a fighter. $50." Alexis doesn't bother pretending she's any actual good in a fight. "I can try talking them down?""Killed an anomaly before. Know how to fight one. $100." Ashley holds up the hunting knife you gifted her. "Got this from said anomaly actually."Lex shows off the barbed wire wrapped around his fist alongside the PARADIGM draped over his shoulders. "Killed a...what was it? X5? Yeah, something cool. $150 for me!""I CAN MAKE THEM HURT." Wendy tries her best to not look TOO crazy but her toothy smile isn't helping her. "$125.""I KILLED ONE TOO. $75."You pipe in with your own experience such as killing the Admiral and Dreary Night Murderer along with your encounters with the anomalous. After all is said and done, the Agents take a moment to stew on this information. You don't bother offering them a price for your services.>45!"We did hear something about an X5 being killed in the Infinite Sea. You do match the description of the supposed person who did it." Phi rubs her chin for a moment. She's clearly deep in thought. "Okay. How about this? We'll pay a lump sum of $400 for all of you. Drone and Office Lady seem like dead weight but the rest of you are fine. Especially the Deer Lady."Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>HEMATGON BAR x3 (RELIC CONSUMABLE. An old Russian classic made out of condensed blood, milk, syrup, and enough drugs to kill a horse. Heals 4 FLESH and replaces 1 CRIPPLING INJURY with a weaker version.)>-$500! $5277 left!"Fine. We concede. Let the three you tied up go WITH their weapons." Phi gestures towards the group you beat the shit out of.You nod, glancing at Ashley and Lex. They promptly untie the three before reluctantly handing their weapons back to them."Pasternack. Liz. Qbert. Wait by the entrance with the survivors. Guard them. If we hear that you lay ONE hand on them, you'll be fed to whatever monsters are hidden in this facility."They promptly get the hint. They scatter away from the group, heading back down the hallway you came on to guard the survivors. You just hope they can follow orders well enough to not stir shit. The ETFs and other goons promptly head down the northern hallway, not caring if you follow them or not."So. What's the plan now? Do we just work with them for the time being?" Alexis prods you with a question."I don't see why not. Look, we already secured the villagers, we're just here to get some extra cash at the end of the day." You shrug. That's really the only reason you're doing it."I respect the opportunist spirit! You don't get up in the corporate ladder without breaking a few eggs and mingling with the enemy!" You can't quite tell if Wendy was being sarcastic or not with that comment.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
Phi shows up with an odd look on her face; You think she's embarrassed for some reason."Y-yeah. The elevator is taking a while to bring everyone down. Something's wrong with it, it's slower than we expected. M-mind if I wait here with you guys? I-I know we were on-""Hey, no harm no foul." Lex cuts her off before she can beat herself up anymore. "You okay though?""Y-yeah. Have to act tough around the guys, haha, the revolutionary wouldn't be proud to see me fraternizing with some random nobodies during a mission.""RUDE. ANYWAYS, WHAT DO YOU ACTUALLY WANT?""Dunno. To wait with you guys...?"Seems like you got time to burn. Choose four actions.>Just take some time talking to Phi. She seems to be reasonable. Try to earn some favor with her. (Roll 1d100+15 to determine how much she's willing to open up to you. Higher is better.)>Well, you're here, so you might as well check out the SECRET ROOM HERE! FOR LOOT! (Can spend up to two actions on this. For each action spend, roll 3d100 to determine what loot you get. Higher is better!)>[QUENTIN ALLY] "LET ME CHECK SOMETHING." Have Quentin check out what's wrong with the elevator with his flight ability. (Saves you time in the future, earning you an extra action next update and slightly increasing the amount of loot you can obtain on the second floor)>[LEX ALLY] You feel like you should apologize for the impromptu ear assault you gave Lex. Check up on him. (You'll earn +0.5 RAPPORT with LEX and boost his TORMENTED SPARK PROGRESS by 20%. If you pick the chat action and he's one of the two allies to get +0.5 RAPPORT, he'll also immediately gain his CAPSTONE/FINAL BOON.)Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6136516>[QUENTIN ALLY] This is definitely a must have. I got the feeling we are potentially going to have an escape sequence in this underground facility because we are chased out by powerful anomalies or the facility will self-destruct or something like that.>[CAPTAIN'S COMMAND + ANOMALOUS ABILITIES]>[ALEXIS ALLY]>[WENDY + ASHLEY ALLY] I prefer we don’t fight the anomalies entity in the underground facility that can potentially collapse if the fighting gets really destructive. Let’s try a peaceful path first.
The child stumbles up the worn cracked steps. She drops one - then two - small pieces of hardened flax-bread into your offering bowl, ringing it like a gentle bell."I'm lost..." she whispers, balling her fists in a semblance of prayer. "...please...please..."You wish to tell her that you control naught but the soft noonday breeze and the flow of dew upon bladed grass. You wish to tell her that you are a god of nothing.But your voice vanishes between the tall, rustling trees. It has been a very long time since you last heard a prayer. >[SUNWARD] - Help her look sunward. [-1 FAITH]>[SEAWARD] - Help her look seaward. [-1 FAITH]
Rolled 2 + 4 (1d20 + 4)>>6135878haven't used dice in a minute so I hope this works
Rolled 13 + 4 (1d20 + 4)>>6135878Watch THIS
>>6135881watched
>>6135881WITNESSED
Apologies for my poor update schedule as per usual - update(s) will be up tomorrow; had a work trip + election shenanigans today.
It's Friday night. You've got two ice-cold six-packs of spicebrew perspiring on the left side of your shirt. This weekend will be the same as every other weekend. Getting blackout drunk. Alone. In a one-room apartment in the shadiest corner of Coruscant. This is your life. It's just what you deserve."If you're having a party, I could come back later." A man emerges from the shadows of the disorientingly long hallway. He has on plain clothes but the rank badge below his left shoulder marks him as an Imperial officer. For a moment you think you're in trouble, but there's far too many rank tiles to bother with a lowly bureaucrat like yourself. "What do you want?" you ask."To talk. In private. If you're expecting company..." He nods pointedly to the cans of spicebrew.>"Piss off.">"Why not? Misery loves company.">"If this is about the Lera incident, I had nothing do with that.">Write-in
>>6136121>>"You know the girls call you Prince Charming?"
>>6136121>>"And I didn't bring you any."
>>6136121>"And I didn't bring you any."
With the majority of the Seventh Universe united under the banner of the PTO, Emperor Cooler at its head, the universe has known a time of unrivaled peace. But in the shadows threats have been growing, nursing grudges against the PTO and the Saiyan race in particular. And now those threats are rising, stepping out of the shadows to openly challenge the established order. Seeking nothing short of the destruction of New Salda and the extinction of the entire Saiyan race, can you prevent this outcome? Or will the Saiyan race be reduced to nothing more than memories, their heroes nothing more than ink in the pages of the history books?You the players will (most often) control Karn; wielder of the mighty Berserker Soul and hope of the entire PTO, not only the Saiyan race. From his lowly beginnings as a Saiyan Brawler with a sub-3000 powerlevel in Age 733, only a few years into his time as a member of the PTO, he has grown in power and skill, overcoming the world-ending threats that have come for the Saiyans to become the strongest Saiyan of his time at AGE 758. From the massive Covenant empire to demonic incursions, mad cultists to vengeful gods, none have been strong or clever enough to put down Karn for good. But will one man's power be enough to protect everyone from the rising threats? Or will death come from those who you least expect it from? Your choices may mean the difference between survival and extinction, so choose carefully.Character sheets and other info: https://controlc.com/46ec566dhttps://pastebin.com/u/GrandDragonQMArchive:http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Saiyan+Conqueror+QuestHelp fund quest art commissions and get exclusive side stories as well as artwork by joining the patreon for only $1/month at https://www.patreon.com/GrandDragonQMQuest rules are as follows(unless otherwise noted):>30 minute vote times>Pick ONLY ONE option when votingComment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6136192cant the scientists at the lab on New Salda just cook up a Hydae-specific super corona-AIDS virus and just airdrop it over the ocean so they all die? As much as I like hands-on pest control, its a serious problem that can't be handled with only our pair of hands
>>6136192If they opened one, it would be a short-lived one like the one you've already seen them create. As of now, they lack any methods to create a sustainable link to the Abyss. They probably need a bigger power source.And yes, that's why. With how fast it grows, Raven would have code red'd that immediately.Ha, but no. Besides, the only Tamaranean she likes is Kori.>>6136202First, they need bodies to examine. Second, would need living ones to study, to see how their unfamiliar organs work and to test different current bio weapons' effectiveness on.
>>6136290Can we take a Hydae hostage? Just whack it over the head or give it the ol' Cosby Con and drag it to the lab? If it tries magic, can't we just chop the hands off and rip out its tounge?
>>6136295If you IC ever have a reason, you could try. If it survives anything you do to it and it doesn't suicide bomb itself.
Intermission this time’s going to be a little different, we have three different setups for future events so far.
For centuries, in the cradle of civilization, the faith of man has been rocked back and forth like the salty tides of the Red Sea.Once the Gods of the Old Age allowed themselves to be conquered by modern kings, mankind found itself without purpose or direction. Soon, mankind realized they were yearning for supernatural intervention.Minor Gods arose from man's abundant faith and began to learn to enforce their divine will as belief in them grew. In their nascent state, the Gods do not yet have the power to directly speak or show themselves to mankind, yet they still find ways to lead new believers to their Domain and Commandments. Which Gods will be elevated into the Pantheon of this New Age?In this quest, each player takes on the role of a God, and attempts to expand their supernatural reach. Players can join at any time!Create your God!>Name >Domain >Appearance >Commandments
>>6135730Good, then how about this: come next turn, I WILL help you by tying the word Alexandria wi the words for wealth, prosperity and opportunity in the mind of the merchants leaving the city so that WORD will spread far and wide and attract more wealth towards the city. In turn, you will help me by making sure gold and riches will find their way to the scholars of the city.Sounds fair?
>>6135922here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J---aiyznGQ
>>6135922Sounds like a deal
Working on the update, should be done before this time tomorrow. (I'm a slow writer and was doing other stuff today)Still time for Soldier-in-Splendor to submit an action
>>6136440I say feel free to skip if he hasn't voted in a while. He can always vote next update.
You are a former knight. Your name? Well, that’s something you set out to make for yourself. You’ve been chasing rumors of an ancient artifact of unimaginable power, and now, at the end of your lead, you find yourself standing before a dark, dank cave. Will you finally be able to crush all your enemies? Will the princess finally notice you? Will your dad finally start talking to you again, since you did that thing at his birthday that one time? or will this be your last quest?!
>>6136027>Run in there, no balls.
>>6136027Light a torch. It's too dark in there to see anything. Is this even the right cave? Can't know if we can't see.
>>6136035>>6136040>>6136409You reached into your magical "Sack-o-Stuff" and conveniently pull out your torch that you definitely had prepared for this adventure. Holding it high, you then proceed to "stealthily" run into the cave.
Several minutes of running, and you realize this cave just… keeps going. It’s as if the darkness stretches on forever, or maybe you simply haven’t stealthed hard enough yet. Either way, the silence here is unsettling.Hmm...> Keep running> Shout into the unknown> Mission failed we'll get'em next time.> Write-in
>>6136458>Keep runningFact: 99% of Adventurers quit before they reach the secret treasure room at the end of the cave
Cizilivacionn therd, pink race and locate .
Voting closed, writing.
Voting re-opened.
>>6133251Gnoll, mystery location.
>>6133623>order your Myces and Ents to track down OP and make them do a quest that doesn't suck ass
>>6136287Nah, this one is definitely a retard player issue.
What the name implies. I'm trying to get over some GMing nerves and figured, what the heck? Why not a quest. Most of these don't make it past chargen so I'll keep it simple: pick a feat, a race, a background, a class, and (optionally) pitch some backstory. I'm completely down for homebrew and I'll use 5e because basic.
Rolled 3 + 4 (1d6 + 4)>>6136356
>>6136360>Alpha Reef shark health: 19/27Blood gouts from the might sharks cavernous mouth as you constrict. You once crushed a literal constrictor snake in your coils, you will not be out-wrestled by this 'shark'. You time your blow perfectly, dodging the mouth (give enough to swallow you) as it thrashes to try and consume you like an eel, and you strike->Roll dagger attack with your bonus action. >Your target is restrained and grappled>You have Advantage>Roll 1d20 twice, add 4 to the higher result
Rolled 12, 2 + 4 = 18 (2d20 + 4)>>6136374Sharmk
Rolled 9 (1d20)>>6136394>12+4=16You slam your knife down into the right shoulder of the shark in an icepick grip, biting bone and clouding the water with blood as you have your arms wrapped around it, dodging its jaws.Your grip on the curved frogbone hilt is sturdy as you hump a loop of your coils up and down, dragging the curved blade deeper.Meanwhile, your venom seeps into its blood, carried by the shark's attempts to escape. You remember everything you learned from Ssombra, whilw praying to the Creator that your skills in poison making don't fail you this time, when you need success so badly.>roll 1d4 piercing damage, add 4 to the result >rolling Con check for shark against your venom>Con bonus +2>DC 14
>>6136412>the shark failed the roll!>shark is poisoned!>roll 2d8 poison damage
You must dig.You are alone.Naked and Hungry.She awaits you.In the darkest reaches of Bothrou-dum.Pick up your shovel.Your pickaxe.You have 1000 Days to live.>Dig ( Tier 0 tools, 2 days)>Dig faster (Tier 0 tools, 1 Day)>Research (No innovation orbs in inventory)>Scavenge (3 Days)
>>6136201You must dig.Soft sand.Blue and Dreary The glass ocean laughs at your miseryMoonlight stolen by cosmic flies buzzing around.But you dig.Your flesh is weakYou grow cold in your self-made hole/She awaits you.Hurry.You have dug only 24 Tir-arms.Hardly an accomplishment.You have 999 Days to live.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6136209>Dig faster (Tier 0 tools, 1 Day)
>>6136209>Scavengehttps://voca.ro/13p8nNW3UNmq
>>6136209>Scavenge (3 Days)
Connecting….Connecting….Connecting….=================Connection established!=================The screen flashes on and a smooth practiced voice travels out.“Good ~ Morning, Salcot! I’m your host, Mike, who is joined today by Deputy Sarah. Today at Half-lid News Network, we have a loaded headline to get through, so let’s go at it.” “Today an official report of vigilantes taking shots at various criminal gangs infesting Darkrock has turned into an all-out war between the two with police getting involved at the scene! Why don’t you tell us more about that Deputy?”A small woman in a police uniform is shown on camera. Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6135677You have know him for a few month's, and met during your apprenticeship.
>>6135661>>6135663>>6135672>>6135677Votes counted
>>6135658>intimateScavs trying to sex him lmao.
I am exhausted after work so no update today, but I promise to write an extra long update tomorrow
>>6135667+1 I stand in front of the door, considering whether or not I should invest in some face plates. I've always been self-conscious about my looks.
The Town of Mulekick. A bustling mountain town touting clean air, unpolluted rivers, and untouched forests. Shortly after your parents died, you moved here from the city for cheaper, simpler living.One day while hiking alone on a popular trail behind your apartment, you catch a glimpse of a weird insect you've never seen before. You follow it off the path, and dirt turns to grass, and grass turns to brush. The beetle is many different shades of green, and seems fuzzy or even glowing. You jump over a pile of thin, fallen branches and trees stacked on top of larger logs, not paying attention to where you wander. The path is easy enough, as long as you watch your step. The bug gets tired of you tailing him, and flitters off straight up into the sky. You watch it ascend until it's a little dot. When you look at your surroundings, you find yourself coming upon a clearing that leads to a rock face. A small cave covered in dead, dry moss, with an entrance you have to hunch to enter, taunts you with a piercing whistle. You look around, alone. You can't be more than ten minutes back to the trail. The sky is getting darker. Hunching down, you shine your flashlight into the cave, revealing that the cave gets big enough to stand in just a few feet deeper, and the moss gives way to stone and weeds. Intrigued, you decide you'll just check it out for a minute, and turn right back. You take a deep breath and enter the cave. Then, you forget.
>>6134490>>6134505>>6134518>>6134555>>6134573"Good. Grab a jacket. It's chilly outside." The voice inside of you... You don't know what it's capable of... It's not your friend, but you don't want to make it an enemy, not with the amount of control it has over you.You glance above your sink at the Lysol, Windex, Easy Off oven cleaner, and Raid for ants and roaches. Would that... Could that stuff... Heal you? "Garden time, Eddie, now. Unless you want me to make a mess all over your home. Oh mold, it's coming fast... Hurry!" You feel a knot welling up in your stomach, cramping really badly. You double over in discomfort and grab your jacket in the same movement, then rush out the door while still recovering. The knot pulsates again, twice. You feel like you want to throw up and sneeze at the same time. You jog down the hallway in pain, and finally find the door to the garden. The cool air stimulates every goosebump on your body, but they don't feel like normal goosebumps, they feel... Fuzzy, and warm.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>6135096>Thank Gertrude and assure her you're alright, corral her back inside and tell her you should've known better than to go back to the Express Wok downtown. "I heard they use rat meat," Gertrude adds.
QM?
>>6136235HN0Gr7hC?