AUGUST 23RD, 1994The beating hot, summer atmosphere is suffocating in this area of the woods, the brightly lit greenery surrounds your family. The occasional squirrel or chipmunk pauses in the background, only momentarily before escaping your sight. The family picnic is today! You walk happily along the trail, your hand in your mothers, followed by your dad and your brother moving side by side in front of you. Looking up at your mom, she's so pretty. Your young eyes focus on her features, her short, curly, dark hair sits perfectly on her. "Mom!" You cry out excitedly, escaping her grip for just a mere moment.You don't waste any time, your little feet pound the dirt at a near rapid pace. Yeah, you found the perfect spot just now.Mom sighs, "aren't you a little too young to be this competitive, Alex?" She asks, before giving your head a rub. You laugh in response, you love going out with your family on these days, school is nearly about to start, summer is almost over, your first year of school at Rickmond Public Elementary school is about to begin. You shyly and secretly vow to yourself you're going to have the most fun on this trip in the world!Some time passes, the sun narrows on the horizon. Your older brother and dad have done most of the work on setting up camp, your mom spends her time keeping her eye on you as they work away during this time. He's a sight to behold, your brother is much older than you are, he has such a broad stature. His physique is comparable to one of the superheroes from your books! Your father puts his hand on his shoulder and an appreciative nod."Thanks for making this old man have to work," your dad jokingly says to him.Your brother, James, shakes his head. Mom and dad tell you he's quieter and more isolated than he once was because he's started something called 'Poo-berty' the name makes you giggle a little."There's my little monster!" Your dad yells and points at you, causing you to scream! You run in opposite direction of him. This is it.. a true test of your speed!ROLL A 1D20DC IS 18
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>6416902
>>6416914I can't believe our dad is gonna kill us in the first roll of the game...
>>6416914>>6416902[red]Rolled 7: FAILURE[/red][red]Your insecurity has slightly increased![/red]You tuck tail, running as fast as your little legs are able to take you. It's little use however, your dad catches up to you in just moments and has you trapped within his arms. You scream, the terror coming over you, you know what's about to happen.Your dad sighs, half out of breath. "HERE COMES.. THE CLAW!" He musters up the strength to yell. His hand draws a looming shadow over your face before utterly consuming it within its grasp.You kick and scream, until eventually the hold gives way. Your father lets out a triumphant laugh, you huff in response. Next time you'll slip away for sure.. right?Setting up the rest of the smaller items for camp has consumed quite a bit of time. The once overarching, yellow sun now dims below the treeline, giving way to the coming nighttime atmosphere.Sitting around the campfire, your family goes about their usual chatter. Asking if you're excited for school, what's going on in your brother's life. It's all very warming. You eat s'mores and hear stories of life with your parents before you were born. Eventually, it gets to be very late. Your tent is shared with your brother, leaving your parents to their own private quarters. You're both laying there, your brother scrolling through his phone, that is until theirs a strange noise outside. Some bushes nearby, rattle, a little too lively for any animal. >Ignore it and stay inside your tent>Try to wake up your brother>Go out and see what it is
>>6417068>>Try to wake up your brother
>>6417068>Try to wake up your brotherDestroy it with your puberty powers, bro
There's no way you're going out there by yourself! That would be crazy. "James.." you say with a hushed tone, it doesn't draw his attention enough away from his flip phone. It's not until the noises become louder, that James attention seems more focused with what's happening outside. He closes his phone and looks at you, confused. Footsteps, doesn't sound like any kind of animal stomping around either. The horror of your suspicions are confirmed when you hear whispered exchanges between two men out on your campground. "C-can you do something with your poo-berty?" You ask James, the worried expression on your face nearly matches his. He shrugs his tensed shoulders in response. Shakily, your brother draws his hand towards the zipper of your closed tent. There's a pause from the noise outside when your brother begins opening up the entry point of your setup. His eyes are half closed, this is the first time you've seen your brother be scared of something, or have an explicit expression of any kind really. The entry point is open and the material of the tent plops on the ground when fully unzipped, your brother jumps out of the tent, not a moment later and the footsteps from earlier draw a rushed pace towards your brother outside, you hide within the tent and your eyes shoot open. Your brother screams, "What the fuck?! Dad, hel-" he's cut off. A naked dirty man with some sort of makeshift weapon quickly overpowers him and scurries off. His cries and pleads for help slowly disappearing in the distance. Your tent flap is fully ajar, you want to cry out, to scream. You hear rushed noises within your parents tent. Your dad trying to hurry up and get out of his own confines. Off in the distance, another man peers at you. His vision fully focused on you, he waves.The man has very long, brown hair and a dirty, unkempt beard. He has very impressive musculature, and his endowment is stiff. He's breathing heavily.[red]Your insecurity and fear has raised exponentially![/red][red]You feel something in your mind break![/red]>Warn your dad>Hide in the tent>Run out and do something.. anything
>>6417086>Hide in the tent
