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?!
>>6136025>Reminisce on that thing you did at your dad's birthday that one time
The cave silently looms before you, as if it's waiting. Holding its secrets in the shadow. One step forward and, you will be in the unknown.What's the plan?> Run in there, no balls.> Maybe Stealth is a better option.> Fuck this shit. (Quest Over)> Write-in
>>6136027oops, got too eager and commented before the OP was even done lol>Maybe Stealth is a better option.
>>6136026We don't speak about that! You are trying to be somewhat likeable right now.
>>6136035It's the damn captcha. Not used to that crap.
>>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
>>6136458>Shout into the unknown
>>6136458>> Write-in>Stealth very hardly
>>6136458Attack the darkness
>>6136487>>6136665>>6136688>>6136728Of course! This must be a test of your skills. Determined, you shove your still-burning torch back into your ""Sack-o-Stuff"—because who needs light when you have sheer bravado? You ready your weapon, steeling yourself to show this cave exactly what you’re made of. Stealthily shouting your battle cry, you charge into the darkness, prepared to attack whatever dares to lurk within!
Incoherent shouting
As you plunge deeper into the darkness, an ominous voice echoes around you, low and unsettling.Is the cave... talking to you?> Answer the call.> Stop and listen.> Keep doing what your doing.> Write-in
>>6136935>Answer the call.
>>6136935>Write-inLarry (a fake name)
>>6136981+1>>6136935Could be fairies. Those fuckers always want your name for some reason, ans they never give it back.
You don't know who—or what—this voice belongs to. Giving out your real name is asking to get flooded with scamming ass pigeon mail, "Wizards hate this ONE simple spell!" Never again!You need a name that can strike fear into the very soul of any living creature. Yes... Larry. That's perfect!Larry? Wheres you been, we's ben looking for you. Da cheif ain't happy when Larry go missin!What are we getting ourselves into?> Play along.> Now that they're distracted it's the perfect time to strike!> Equip that torch again, I can't see shit.> Write-in
>>6137272>> Play along.captcha 4 ORX RP
>>6137272> Play along.Ha, classic Larry. Sorry, bud.
>>6137272>Equip that torch again, I can't see shit.
>>6137283>>6137492Yes, let's follow the voice deeper into the creepy cave. Disembodied voices have never led you astray before.You decide to humor the it.Okey Larry, les git back to da oders. Da Cheif is gon' start wit da big plan soon!It sounds very excited about this "Plan".As it starts to lead the way, you bump into every stalagmite, rock and futon the cave has to offer,all the while, the voice keeps on insisting to try some of it's leftover sammich.It still gud! Barely dropped it dis mornin’!As enticing as it sounds, it smells like mushrooms, armpit and a dead rat with a faint hint of vanilla.You’ve been walking for about 15 minutes now. The darkness feels endless, and though you can’t see anything, there’s still no end in sight.What now?> Just keep walking> Try to sneak away> This caves sucks, I'm getting out of here> Write-in
>>6137883>Write-in>Eat the sandwich anyway
>>6137883>Munch down the sandwich
Eat the sandwich anyway>>6137886>>6137888You realized that you didn't pack anything to eat for this quest and are growing hungry. This may very well be your last chance to have anything to eat. The mystery sammich is calling to you. You can't see what it looks like,but oh, you sure can smell it.You gon luv dis, it's da best sammich in da cave!Your fingers close around the sandwich, feeling its fuzzy exterior and lumpy, overstuffed contents. Chow time!You take your first bite, it's mushy in places and crunchy in others, a chewy, flavorless meat forms thebulk of it, coated in a bitter, slimy substance that clings to your tongue like regret, and the gritty texture?You're pretty sure that's just dirt. Delicious.So? How is it? Da greatest sammich you evur had, huh?> Tell the truth> Throw it on the ground and say it tastes like shit.> Alright, enough of this take me where I need to go! (Ready your weapon)
> write-in
>>6137945>> Tell the truthnice drawling
>>6137950Thanks :)
>>6137945>give him a COMPLIMENT sandwich:It's an increidbly unique flavour. Tye recipe could use work, and it's not really our kind of thing. But hey, it was nice of him to share!
I guess I'll just choose which one goes.
>give him a COMPLIMENT sandwichHey! You're still alive! The sandwich must have not been so bad after all.The mystery voice definitely doesn't seem all to bad as well. You decide to thank it for the sandwich, it didn't have to give you free food, but it did and that should count for something, right?You decide to give him a proper thanks and so you reach into your sack for your torch so you can see your new found friend.Larry? Where u get dat glowy stick?Turns out the voice was coming from what looks to be like a troll. His tone has not changed.> Attack!> Run Away!!> Convince him your a god of fire.> Write-in
>>6139094>Write-in"Got da glowie stick next to da armmer. Let's keep going."
>>6139096+1>>6139095
>>6139096>>6139615He doesn't seem to have caught on yet, best to play it cool. You brush off his question and tell him to continue on walking. Don't want to keep Da Chief waiting.He grunts in agreement, clearly satisfied with your response, and you both trudge onward. The cave seems to stretch endlessly, each step echoing faintly in the dark. Finally, you reach an open area, the faint sound of grunting and chatter filling the air. It’s a massive chamber, bustling with trolls of all shapes and sizes. Some are gnawing on suspiciously shiny bones, others are arguing over what looks like a sack of rocks.You keep walking, doing your best not to look suspicious. Surprisingly, no one bats an eye. It’s as if you truly belong here.
You come to a sudden stop, a massive, burly troll blocking the path ahead. Its arms are as thick as tree trunks, and its small, beady eyes glare down at you and your guide.Mung, who is dis you bring here?Mung, clearly unfazed, puffs up his chest and gestures proudly at you.How you not know Larry? Da Chief told me to make sure he deliver da shiny shine.The big troll blinks slowly, then points a stubby finger at himself.But… I’m Larry.Your guide falters for a moment, scratching his head. The tension thickens as the burly troll, who you now know as the real Larry, stares at you suspiciously. You suddenly feel very seen.
And I gots the shiny shine.The "Real" Larry holds out a sparkly looking item. It seems familiar but you can't quite put your finger on it.Your in quite a pickle!> I'm the real Larry!> It's time to run!> Attack!> Write-in
>>6141052>I‘M THE REAL LARRY!
>>6141052>I'm the real Larry!
>>6141052> I'm the real Larry!>That's MY shiny to deliver! Give it back!
You claim to be the real Larry and that this other Larry is an imposter, obviously!The burly troll stares at you, then at himself, his face scrunching up in deep concentration. He raises a meaty hand and starts pointing between the two of you, his lips moving as if trying to count something.But... if you is Larry, den dat means...His voice trails off as he furrows his brow even harder, mumbling to himself. Larry… me… shiny shine… him Larrys… wait…The gears in his head turn slowly, grinding against his limits.
Mung, on the other hand, looks like he's going through some crisis.“If fake Larry has shiny shine, den da Chief will be very angry!”His eyes widen in horror, and he turns to you, his expression pleading.You sure you da real Larry? ‘Cause da Chief… he don’t like shiny shine mix-ups. Last time, someone got da really really hard rock treatment!The burly troll, still mumbling to himself, suddenly stops. His eyes light up with newfound certainty as he blurts out:Wait… maybe I da fake Larry?The chamber falls silent for a moment, the weight of his realization hanging in the air. Nearby trolls stop what they’re doing, curious about the commotion.You are attracting a lot of attention now!> Make a run for it!> Let's let the Chief decide!> Write-in
>>614210> Let's let the Chief decide!
>>6142103>Write-in>"He admits it! He's the fake Larry! Kill him!"
>>6142103>"He admits it! He's the fake Larry! Get him!">Get the shiny if it comes free, then scarper.
>>6142980+1>>6142103
"He admits it! He's the fake Larry! Get him!" Get the shiny if it comes free, then scarper.You take a deep breath and shout, making sure your voice echoes through the chamber for all to hear.He admits it! He’s the imposter!The trolls start gathering, their confused murmurs swelling into a low rumble that fills the cavern. One troll, scratching his lumpy head, blurts out:Wait… how many Larrys we got now?Another, eyes wide with alarm, points dramatically.Da not Larry has da shiny shine!A third troll folds his massive arms.I always knew he not good.The crowd’s confusion quickly morphs into a mix of outrage and excitement. Trolls shoving each other, inching closer to the commotion, while "Da Real Larry" looks increasingly panicked.No! I gots da shiny! I da REAL Larry! he holds the it high for all to see.Another troll yells out:He got a weapon!!
The trolls start getting aggressive, pushing and yelling, and so Larry starts a swinging.His massive fists lash out, sending smaller trolls flying. Bones, rocks, suspiciously familiar sandwiches scatter as he barrels through the crowd. Larry is on the bigger side of the trolls, and he’s surprisingly good at pummeling anyone foolish enough to get too close.You lose sight of the Shiny Object, so you decide to make a sneaky getaway.
As you sneak your way out of the chaos and around a corner, you hear heavy footsteps behind you. Whipping around, you find Mung following closely, clutching something tightly to his chest.Larry! I got da shiny shine! Grabbed it before dey start smashing! Mung da smart one, not da smashing-smash type.A strange object glinting faintly in the dim light. It’s unlike anything you’ve ever seen. Intricate, otherworldly, and pulsing faintly with an eerie glow. Just being near it makes your skin tingle, as if it’s calling to you in some strange, wordless way.I make sure da real Larry delivers dis, or da Chief punish us all!You stare at the artifact, its strange allure pulling at your thoughts. What is this feeling? Power? Danger? Or is it just… an overwhelming urge to pee? It’s hard to tell, but one thing’s for sure: this thing is doing something weird to you.> Take it.> Deny it.> Write-in
>>6144413> Take it.How can we refuse the shiny call of destiny?
>>6144413> Take it.Hello, Adventure? It's me, "Larry".
>>6144413> Take it> Run
