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Day 8 (16th) Results / Part 1
Please let me know if there are any mistakes!
@atlasbarelyanimates
While lost in the darkness, you find yourself nearly tripping over long,
suspicious bones; sharp and jagged and deadly. You pack the small ones into your bag and the others you drag and carry. A labor of love. A voice rings out inside your head
You can never leave this place. There is no way home.
@Sixx O'Clock
After endless hours of winding your way through impossibly long halls, you come across what appears to be a treasure room. Filled to the brim with treasure chests, each overflowing with gold and tokens and-- you reach your hand out to pop one up and it snaps at you.
OUCH! It was a
baby mimic! The little creature shrieks in laughter before blowing a raspberry and beckoning you along the path back out. Have you made a new friend? You're about to leave when a voice rings out inside your head
You.. are... weak
@kaisisles
While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
werm... shadow friend? I mean... sure, maybe if werms were made of ink and static. The creature zaps you as it crawls all over you, before settling at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Twisted... to perfection
@redtruck
While frantically digging in the loamy earth, unable to stop or breathe or think, you come across a
strange orb. The moment you touch it, it glows; pieces of it shattering to float in circles around it. Even if you wanted to leave it behind you couldn't; a constant companion now. A voice rings out inside your head
Yes... draw closer, ever closer. Deeper, ever deeper...
@Fishkin (hello fishy the form has changed Once Again); no more extra rolls etc
While journeying through these slime covered walls of the deepest deep, you feel something fall on your head. Looking down into the rippling mirror-water at your feet, you gaze at the
slime "pet" that now adorns your crown. Surely this will have no reprecussions and you are not being mind-controlled. Surely... not...
All that you know... will fade...
@Ectotron
While digging around with a pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a glittering
green gem! Mmm tastes like lawn clippings!
@GrumpyQueenie
You're alone in the tunnel. You're all alone and there are fingers pressing into your skull. Tendrils. Gargantuan limbs that reach out from the dark and dirt. Eyes that watch you. Mouths. Teeth. You are being consumed. Destined to drown here. In the dark. All alone. "Oi geddup," Titan says, poking you with his pickaxe. "You're blocking the way for others." You're on the surface. All alone. [You leave without any loot].
@nedbit
In these unhallowed halls of stone, water drip-drip-dripping down the walls; you get the unsteady, sinking feeling you're being followed. A voice rings out inside your head!
Your fate... is bound to me-- When it subsides and the ringing stops, you look up to find yourself face to face with a
baby beholder. It grins menacingly at you. Seems you have a new friend...
@jpano96
While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
humanoid! shadow friend. You don't know what a humanoid is, but you know, instinctively, that's what this creature is reminscent of. It giggles madly, skipping around the flickering green light, and settles at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Gorge your hatred... embrace your rage...
@Riley ♥
While digging around with an old pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a gleaming
red gem! Mmm tastes like-- oh yuck ew tastes yucky.
@xLilith
While exploring the winding, endless tunnels, you come across a small alcove; torches flickering with a dim, orange light. In the center of the room, upon a pedastal, lays an
ancient grimoire. A part of you knows you should leave. A larger, louder part of you urges you in. Urges you to grab the book. Urges you to turn and run as all torches in the cavern go dark. As you run and run and run a voice rings out inside your head
Your will is not your own.
@reshihall While lost in the darkness, you find yourself nearly tripping over long,
suspicious bones; sharp and jagged and deadly. You pack the small ones into your bag and the others you drag and carry. A labor of love. A voice rings out inside your head
You can never leave this place. There is no way home.
@dragonstars
While digging around with an old pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a
weird fossil... Uhm. Hmm. Wonder what that is? Maybe you should find a museum?
@Pastel Furret
The tunnels are dark. The tunnels are cold. You had been warned. Titan had told you so. Had made you sign the waiver you never read. The tunnels are dark. The tunnels are cold. The tunnels are closing in around you, bit by bit by bit. Soon you will be crushed. Soon you will be nothing but dirt and mud and atoms. Suddenly-- heat. You're on the surface. You're safe. Titan stares at you impassively. "You signed the waiver." [You leave without any loot].
@otterbug While lost in the darkness, you find yourself nearly tripping over long,
suspicious bones; sharp and jagged and deadly. You pack the small ones into your bag and the others you drag and carry. A labor of love. A voice rings out inside your head
You can never leave this place. There is no way home.
@OwlFall
Your exploration of the deep dark caves earn you nothing. Not a peep. At least, that's what you thought. As you make your way back to the surface, you find an
eerie knife strapped to your side. A voice whispers inside your head
You are a pawn of forces unseen.
@Westsparrow While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
humanoid! shadow friend. You don't know what a humanoid is, but you know, instinctively, that's what this creature is reminscent of. It giggles madly, skipping around the flickering green light, and settles at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Gorge your hatred... embrace your rage...
@persontea While digging around with an old pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a gleaming
red gem! Mmm tastes like-- oh yuck ew tastes yucky.
@ExitiumIt looks... wrong... that's all you can think when you meet its gaze inside the long winding tunnels. This
other werm moves only when you do. When you shimmy back, it slithers forward. You have nowhere to go it cannot follow, and as soon as you slide your way onto the slippery stone stairs that lead up to the surface, you find yourself nose to nose with the creature. Gosh sure hope it's friend (ID #8054)
@snaa-zzy
While digging around with a pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a sparkling
purple gem! Mmm tastes like the end of all things...
@shadowangelw
While lost in the darkness, you find yourself tripping over a terribly
ominous skull Too large to be a werm's, too angular to be a two-legged, too... too everything. A voice rings out inside your head
Give in to your fear.
@echo into void
Sometimes the dirt moves under you. Around you. Sometimes you feel as though you are not climbing or digging or moving at all and yet you are heading deeper. A pull at your gut. A hand at your back. A whisper that scrapes the inside of your skull like a knife. Beckoned. Deeper and deeper and deeper. You're never getting out of here-- "Oi. If you aren't going to go down there, move on so others can," Titan grumps at you. You were never there to begin with. [You leave without any loot].
@SnazzyGator While digging around with an old pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a gleaming
red gem! Mmm tastes like-- oh yuck ew tastes yucky.
@aftonbuilt While journeying through these slime covered walls of the deepest deep, you feel something fall on your head. Looking down into the rippling mirror-water at your feet, you gaze at the
slime "pet" that now adorns your crown. Surely this will have no reprecussions and you are not being mind-controlled. Surely... not...
All that you know... will fade...
@hamkid While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
humanoid! shadow friend. You don't know what a humanoid is, but you know, instinctively, that's what this creature is reminscent of. It giggles madly, skipping around the flickering green light, and settles at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Gorge your hatred... embrace your rage...
@Magnaskies While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
werm... shadow friend? I mean... sure, maybe if werms were made of ink and static. The creature zaps you as it crawls all over you, before settling at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Twisted... to perfection
@snailshoes Your exploration of the deep dark caves earn you nothing. Not a peep. At least, that's what you thought. As you make your way back to the surface, you find an
eerie knife strapped to your side. A voice whispers inside your head
You are a pawn of forces unseen.
@Little Fish (sorry Little Fish; this is the final form change going forward. Use the front page one from now on!) While frantically digging in the loamy earth, unable to stop or breathe or think, you come across a
strange orb. The moment you touch it, it glows; pieces of it shattering to float in circles around it. Even if you wanted to leave it behind you couldn't; a constant companion now. A voice rings out inside your head
Yes... draw closer, ever closer. Deeper, ever deeper...
@CaeBabyBear While exploring the winding, endless tunnels, you come across a small alcove; torches flickering with a dim, orange light. In the center of the room, upon a pedastal, lays an
ancient grimoire. A part of you knows you should leave. A larger, louder part of you urges you in. Urges you to grab the book. Urges you to turn and run as all torches in the cavern go dark. As you run and run and run a voice rings out inside your head
Your will is not your own.
@maplemaiden
Sometimes the dirt moves under you. Around you. Sometimes you feel as though you are not climbing or digging or moving at all and yet you are heading deeper. A pull at your gut. A hand at your back. A whisper that scrapes the inside of your skull like a knife. Beckoned. Deeper and deeper and deeper. You're never getting out of here-- "Oi. If you aren't going to go down there, move on so others can," Titan grumps at you. You were never there to begin with. [You leave without any loot].
@FathomThis
While digging around with an old pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a shiny
blue gem! Mmm tastes like dish soap!
@emgeal While lost in the darkness, you find yourself nearly tripping over long,
suspicious bones; sharp and jagged and deadly. You pack the small ones into your bag and the others you drag and carry. A labor of love. A voice rings out inside your head
You can never leave this place. There is no way home.
@zoebeanzz"Hello?" you call out? Eyeing the long dark dirt hallway ahead of you. Your voice echoes against its walls before fading to nothing. Hmm maybe there's nothing to find today?
"Hello?" a voice calls back, almost like your own. A chill runs down your spine. Nope. Time to go! If it sucks hit da bricks! You turn to leave, when suddenly you feel a breath on your neck. You scream. They scream. It's
another werm! Where did they come from.
"Hello?" the voice repeats, oh so close now; but the wermz mouth does not move. You, suddenly realizing you're now stuck with this... thing... turn to leave. It follows your every step to the surface. (ID #6993)
@_mirage_ (please use the updated form going forward!) While frantically digging in the loamy earth, unable to stop or breathe or think, you come across a
strange orb. The moment you touch it, it glows; pieces of it shattering to float in circles around it. Even if you wanted to leave it behind you couldn't; a constant companion now. A voice rings out inside your head
Yes... draw closer, ever closer. Deeper, ever deeper...
@Paint-is-forever While exploring the winding, endless tunnels, you come across a small alcove; torches flickering with a dim, orange light. In the center of the room, upon a pedastal, lays an
ancient grimoire. A part of you knows you should leave. A larger, louder part of you urges you in. Urges you to grab the book. Urges you to turn and run as all torches in the cavern go dark. As you run and run and run a voice rings out inside your head
Your will is not your own.
@BethRAWR
While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a-- oh GODS is that a
snake? shadow friend? Get out! Get out! Just kidding. It's totally harmless. With its big, bashful eyes, it wiggles up to you and naps. A voice rings out inside your head.
My dreaming... ends... your nightmare... begins
@casmeow While digging around with an old pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a
weird fossil... Uhm. Hmm. Wonder what that is? Maybe you should find a museum?
@IAmUniverseIt looks... wrong... that's all you can think when you meet its gaze inside the long winding tunnels. This
other werm moves only when you do. When you shimmy back, it slithers forward. You have nowhere to go it cannot follow, and as soon as you slide your way onto the slippery stone stairs that lead up to the surface, you find yourself nose to nose with the creature. Gosh sure hope it's friend (ID #7002)
@Polluux. While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
humanoid! shadow friend. You don't know what a humanoid is, but you know, instinctively, that's what this creature is reminscent of. It giggles madly, skipping around the flickering green light, and settles at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Gorge your hatred... embrace your rage...
@DanYourMan While digging around with an old pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a gleaming
red gem! Mmm tastes like-- oh yuck ew tastes yucky.
@Twiggy97Titan stares at you for a long, silent moment before allowing you passage into the deep dark. If you turn around you will see him watching you from the entrance, face shaded by dark that shouldn't exist. When you finally lose sight of him a voice rings out inside your head.
Your friends... will... abandon you....
Your exploration of the deep dark caves earn you nothing. Not a peep. At least, that's what you thought. As you make your way back to the surface, you find an
eerie knife strapped to your side. A voice whispers inside your head
You are a pawn of forces unseen.
@Boa beloved
Sometimes the dirt moves under you. Around you. Sometimes you feel as though you are not climbing or digging or moving at all and yet you are heading deeper. A pull at your gut. A hand at your back. A whisper that scrapes the inside of your skull like a knife. Beckoned. Deeper and deeper and deeper. You're never getting out of here-- "Oi. If you aren't going to go down there, move on so others can," Titan grumps at you. You were never there to begin with. [You leave without any loot].
@ZAW526 While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a-- oh GODS is that a
snake? shadow friend? Get out! Get out! Just kidding. It's totally harmless. With its big, bashful eyes, it wiggles up to you and naps. A voice rings out inside your head.
My dreaming... ends... your nightmare... begins
@FantasyQueen
The tunnels are dark. The tunnels are cold. You had been warned. Titan had told you so. Had made you sign the waiver you never read. The tunnels are dark. The tunnels are cold. The tunnels are closing in around you, bit by bit by bit. Soon you will be crushed. Soon you will be nothing but dirt and mud and atoms. Suddenly-- heat. You're on the surface. You're safe. Titan stares at you impassively. "You signed the waiver." [You leave without any loot].
@appleschloss
Sometimes the dirt moves under you. Around you. Sometimes you feel as though you are not climbing or digging or moving at all and yet you are heading deeper. A pull at your gut. A hand at your back. A whisper that scrapes the inside of your skull like a knife. Beckoned. Deeper and deeper and deeper. You're never getting out of here-- "Oi. If you aren't going to go down there, move on so others can," Titan grumps at you. You were never there to begin with. [You leave without any loot].
@Infailia While lost in the darkness, you find yourself tripping over a terribly
ominous skull Too large to be a werm's, too angular to be a two-legged, too... too everything. A voice rings out inside your head
Give in to your fear.
@pepsii (its amount of posts pep beloved !! not amount of trips help) After endless hours of winding your way through impossibly long halls, you come across what appears to be a treasure room. Filled to the brim with treasure chests, each overflowing with gold and tokens and-- you reach your hand out to pop one up and it snaps at you.
OUCH! It was a
baby mimic! The little creature shrieks in laughter before blowing a raspberry and beckoning you along the path back out. Have you made a new friend? You're about to leave when a voice rings out inside your head
You.. are... weak
@Ucanthandleme While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
humanoid! shadow friend. You don't know what a humanoid is, but you know, instinctively, that's what this creature is reminscent of. It giggles madly, skipping around the flickering green light, and settles at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Gorge your hatred... embrace your rage...
@JoyfulRam While exploring the winding, endless tunnels, you come across a small alcove; torches flickering with a dim, orange light. In the center of the room, upon a pedastal, lays an
ancient grimoire. A part of you knows you should leave. A larger, louder part of you urges you in. Urges you to grab the book. Urges you to turn and run as all torches in the cavern go dark. As you run and run and run a voice rings out inside your head
Your will is not your own.
@sev.en While journeying through these slime covered walls of the deepest deep, you feel something fall on your head. Looking down into the rippling mirror-water at your feet, you gaze at the
slime "pet" that now adorns your crown. Surely this will have no reprecussions and you are not being mind-controlled. Surely... not...
All that you know... will fade...
@Vennycat While digging around with a pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a sparkling
purple gem! Mmm tastes like the end of all things...
@lilymouse385 While exploring the winding, endless tunnels, you come across a small alcove; torches flickering with a dim, orange light. In the center of the room, upon a pedastal, lays an
ancient grimoire. A part of you knows you should leave. A larger, louder part of you urges you in. Urges you to grab the book. Urges you to turn and run as all torches in the cavern go dark. As you run and run and run a voice rings out inside your head
Your will is not your own.
@Mossclaw3706 After endless hours of winding your way through impossibly long halls, you come across what appears to be a treasure room. Filled to the brim with treasure chests, each overflowing with gold and tokens and-- you reach your hand out to pop one up and it snaps at you.
OUCH! It was a
baby mimic! The little creature shrieks in laughter before blowing a raspberry and beckoning you along the path back out. Have you made a new friend? You're about to leave when a voice rings out inside your head
You.. are... weak
@snipsnops While digging around with an old pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a shiny
blue gem! Mmm tastes like dish soap!
@werepickle While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a-- oh GODS is that a
snake? shadow friend? Get out! Get out! Just kidding. It's totally harmless. With its big, bashful eyes, it wiggles up to you and naps. A voice rings out inside your head.
My dreaming... ends... your nightmare... begins
@Fawn_Pelt While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
humanoid! shadow friend. You don't know what a humanoid is, but you know, instinctively, that's what this creature is reminscent of. It giggles madly, skipping around the flickering green light, and settles at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Gorge your hatred... embrace your rage...
@LittleWonderBean While journeying through these slime covered walls of the deepest deep, you feel something fall on your head. Looking down into the rippling mirror-water at your feet, you gaze at the
slime "pet" that now adorns your crown. Surely this will have no reprecussions and you are not being mind-controlled. Surely... not...
All that you know... will fade...
@glowbringerIt looks... wrong... that's all you can think when you meet its gaze inside the long winding tunnels. This
other werm moves only when you do. When you shimmy back, it slithers forward. You have nowhere to go it cannot follow, and as soon as you slide your way onto the slippery stone stairs that lead up to the surface, you find yourself nose to nose with the creature. Gosh sure hope it's friend (ID #7003)
@Umi <3 (there is an updated form on the front page; please use that going forward) While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
humanoid! shadow friend. You don't know what a humanoid is, but you know, instinctively, that's what this creature is reminscent of. It giggles madly, skipping around the flickering green light, and settles at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Gorge your hatred... embrace your rage...
@Eevee55 While journeying through these slime covered walls of the deepest deep, you feel something fall on your head. Looking down into the rippling mirror-water at your feet, you gaze at the
slime "pet" that now adorns your crown. Surely this will have no reprecussions and you are not being mind-controlled. Surely... not...
All that you know... will fade...
@jdme While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
humanoid! shadow friend. You don't know what a humanoid is, but you know, instinctively, that's what this creature is reminscent of. It giggles madly, skipping around the flickering green light, and settles at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Gorge your hatred... embrace your rage...
@•boo• While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a-- oh GODS is that a
snake? shadow friend? Get out! Get out! Just kidding. It's totally harmless. With its big, bashful eyes, it wiggles up to you and naps. A voice rings out inside your head.
My dreaming... ends... your nightmare... begins
@flicka While exploring the winding, endless tunnels, you come across a small alcove; torches flickering with a dim, orange light. In the center of the room, upon a pedastal, lays an
ancient grimoire. A part of you knows you should leave. A larger, louder part of you urges you in. Urges you to grab the book. Urges you to turn and run as all torches in the cavern go dark. As you run and run and run a voice rings out inside your head
Your will is not your own.
@EyeOfVoid While digging around with a pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a sparkling
purple gem! Mmm tastes like the end of all things...
@collei While digging around with an old pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a shiny
blue gem! Mmm tastes like dish soap!
@Ari_Thylascene After endless hours of winding your way through impossibly long halls, you come across what appears to be a treasure room. Filled to the brim with treasure chests, each overflowing with gold and tokens and-- you reach your hand out to pop one up and it snaps at you.
OUCH! It was a
baby mimic! The little creature shrieks in laughter before blowing a raspberry and beckoning you along the path back out. Have you made a new friend? You're about to leave when a voice rings out inside your head
You.. are... weak
@cribunni While journeying through these slime covered walls of the deepest deep, you feel something fall on your head. Looking down into the rippling mirror-water at your feet, you gaze at the
slime "pet" that now adorns your crown. Surely this will have no reprecussions and you are not being mind-controlled. Surely... not...
All that you know... will fade...
@internetbug While lost in the darkness, you find yourself nearly tripping over long,
suspicious bones; sharp and jagged and deadly. You pack the small ones into your bag and the others you drag and carry. A labor of love. A voice rings out inside your head
You can never leave this place. There is no way home.
@greyfire In these unhallowed halls of stone, water drip-drip-dripping down the walls; you get the unsteady, sinking feeling you're being followed. A voice rings out inside your head!
Your fate... is bound to me-- When it subsides and the ringing stops, you look up to find yourself face to face with a
baby beholder. It grins menacingly at you. Seems you have a new friend...
@crypti-crunch After endless hours of winding your way through impossibly long halls, you come across what appears to be a treasure room. Filled to the brim with treasure chests, each overflowing with gold and tokens and-- you reach your hand out to pop one up and it snaps at you.
OUCH! It was a
baby mimic! The little creature shrieks in laughter before blowing a raspberry and beckoning you along the path back out. Have you made a new friend? You're about to leave when a voice rings out inside your head
You.. are... weak
@Nova-MoshiTitan blinks, confused, at the little creature that descendes into the depths. How dare it lick him... Him! The Foreman of the Pit. He who guards the deep dark. He huffs and crosses his arms. Later, as Candlewick is running around those unhallowed halls, they are unceremoniously dunked on by something wet and slimey. Yuck.
While frantically digging in the loamy earth, unable to stop or breathe or think, you come across a
strange orb. The moment you touch it, it glows; pieces of it shattering to float in circles around it. Even if you wanted to leave it behind you couldn't; a constant companion now. A voice rings out inside your head
Yes... draw closer, ever closer. Deeper, ever deeper...
@Benji_ While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
humanoid! shadow friend. You don't know what a humanoid is, but you know, instinctively, that's what this creature is reminscent of. It giggles madly, skipping around the flickering green light, and settles at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Gorge your hatred... embrace your rage...
@Owl-Paints Your exploration of the deep dark caves earn you nothing. Not a peep. At least, that's what you thought. As you make your way back to the surface, you find an
eerie knife strapped to your side. A voice whispers inside your head
You are a pawn of forces unseen.
@Strawberry.WyneDig dig dig dig dig dig. It's all you can think. A chant that runs over and over in your head. Primordial fear (or want) driving your every move. You have to keep digging. Have to keep going and going and going until-- until what? The fog that had been clouding your mind blessedly clears.
Finally. You look up, you're on the surface. How did... "Welcome back," the Foreman says, peeking over the edge. "Bout time you two left, huh?" he adds, and disappears again.
Two?. You turn, and find
a werm stood just off to the side. A friend, you think; a friend that has always been there, digging at your side. (ID #8159)
@PinkAngel
You're alone in the tunnel. You're all alone and there are fingers pressing into your skull. Tendrils. Gargantuan limbs that reach out from the dark and dirt. Eyes that watch you. Mouths. Teeth. You are being consumed. Destined to drown here. In the dark. All alone. "Oi geddup," Titan says, poking you with his pickaxe. "You're blocking the way for others." You're on the surface. All alone. [You leave without any loot].
@OmiyageTitan watches Steven descend into the dark and eyes the various few crows that have settled on the barbed fence that surrounds the Pit. "Dun worry," he shrugs and sits back on his throne. "No harm will come to yer master. We dun harm Frank's kids."
While exploring the winding, endless tunnels, you come across a small alcove; torches flickering with a dim, orange light. In the center of the room, upon a pedastal, lays an
ancient grimoire. A part of you knows you should leave. A larger, louder part of you urges you in. Urges you to grab the book. Urges you to turn and run as all torches in the cavern go dark. As you run and run and run a voice rings out inside your head
Your will is not your own.
@onion While lost in the darkness, you find yourself tripping over a terribly
ominous skull Too large to be a werm's, too angular to be a two-legged, too... too everything. A voice rings out inside your head
Give in to your fear.
@dilemmaly After endless hours of winding your way through impossibly long halls, you come across what appears to be a treasure room. Filled to the brim with treasure chests, each overflowing with gold and tokens and-- you reach your hand out to pop one up and it snaps at you.
OUCH! It was a
baby mimic! The little creature shrieks in laughter before blowing a raspberry and beckoning you along the path back out. Have you made a new friend? You're about to leave when a voice rings out inside your head
You.. are... weak
@Piine (not that guy from nutty putty cave, certainly) While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
humanoid! shadow friend. You don't know what a humanoid is, but you know, instinctively, that's what this creature is reminscent of. It giggles madly, skipping around the flickering green light, and settles at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Gorge your hatred... embrace your rage...
@NanoShark While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
werm... shadow friend? I mean... sure, maybe if werms were made of ink and static. The creature zaps you as it crawls all over you, before settling at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Twisted... to perfection
@ԏєѧѻӆғוѓԑTitan barks a laugh. He was too far away to hear Shale, so certainly it couldn't have been to do with the murmured comment. Right? Later, when Shale is lost in the dark, he find scrawled into the wall the following: You Are
Shale Shmuck.
While exploring the winding, endless tunnels, you come across a small alcove; torches flickering with a dim, orange light. In the center of the room, upon a pedastal, lays an
ancient grimoire. A part of you knows you should leave. A larger, louder part of you urges you in. Urges you to grab the book. Urges you to turn and run as all torches in the cavern go dark. As you run and run and run a voice rings out inside your head
Your will is not your own.
@opaquii While digging around with an old pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a
weird fossil... Uhm. Hmm. Wonder what that is? Maybe you should find a museum?
@dollopofblue (hi blue!!)You're being followed. You know you are. When you shimmied down into the dark of the Pit; when your friends voices faded to nothing, you had felt the presence. You feel it stronger, now, after hours and hours of running. Panting. You're hungry and tired and you're
being followed. You're going to be lost down here forever, you think, lost and wandering and
changed just like those unlucky few you've seen before. But as suddenly as you think yourself lost forever, you see the light at the end of the tunnel. You burst forth, free at last! The Foreman raises his head to look at you, then behind you, bowing his head just slightly. Seems you have a
new werm as a companion... (ID #8152)
@gnosiphobiaTitan shrugs. "I dun care whether you feel relieved or what, you ain't the one with the fine. Unless you wanna be... Do you wanna be? You can take it. I promise it's only a small fine and you won't be in debt for the rest of your life. Hey where are you going!"
This time, as the Foreman warned, the cave is different. You've been exploring for what feels like
hours. You swear you've passed the same forgotten lantern a dozen times already. Sigh. Maybe it's best you head back to the surface. You turn, only to looking down the long, winding tunnel, at the face of
a werm... They don't look so good. You take one step back and they take one step forward. Uhm. Looks like you've got a friend (you hope) to take back to the surface... (ID #7007)
@BARBOSSA While digging around with an old pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a
weird fossil... Uhm. Hmm. Wonder what that is? Maybe you should find a museum?
@shadedk9The bell tolls. The fire burns. You are watching over a city; a people. You are the cause for all this chaos, all this... ruin. You. You who ventured into the Pit with your friends. You who thought you knew better. You. Just you. You blink. The dark and the city and the fire flittering away into dust. The Foreman offers you a drink of water, and then another; not to you. To it. To
the werm that stands beside you. "It's getting light, maybe it's time you two head on home?" the Foreman tells you. (ID #7008)
@Dizzywing While lost in the darkness, you find yourself nearly tripping over long,
suspicious bones; sharp and jagged and deadly. You pack the small ones into your bag and the others you drag and carry. A labor of love. A voice rings out inside your head
You can never leave this place. There is no way home.
@beekind While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
werm... shadow friend? I mean... sure, maybe if werms were made of ink and static. The creature zaps you as it crawls all over you, before settling at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Twisted... to perfection
@dragoness129 While digging around with an old pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a gleaming
red gem! Mmm tastes like-- oh yuck ew tastes yucky.
@HenryTitan greets Dundee like an old friend. That is to say, when Dundee descends into the Pit, Titan slaps him on the back and makes him drop approximately [8 levels] deep. "Have a nice trip old mate!"
While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a-- oh GODS is that a
snake? shadow friend? Get out! Get out! Just kidding. It's totally harmless. With its big, bashful eyes, it wiggles up to you and naps. A voice rings out inside your head.
My dreaming... ends... your nightmare... begins
@Smokycandle While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
humanoid! shadow friend. You don't know what a humanoid is, but you know, instinctively, that's what this creature is reminscent of. It giggles madly, skipping around the flickering green light, and settles at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Gorge your hatred... embrace your rage...
@folie a deux (banging pans back at you: right here)Dig dig dig dig dig dig. It's all you can think. A chant that runs over and over in your head. Primordial fear (or want) driving your every move. You have to keep digging. Have to keep going and going and going until-- until what? The fog that had been clouding your mind blessedly clears.
Finally. You look up, you're on the surface. How did... "Welcome back," the Foreman says, peeking over the edge. "Bout time you two left, huh?" he adds, and disappears again.
Two?. You turn, and find
a werm stood just off to the side. A friend, you think; a friend that has always been there, digging at your side. (ID #8051)
@vada vada While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a-- oh GODS is that a
snake? shadow friend? Get out! Get out! Just kidding. It's totally harmless. With its big, bashful eyes, it wiggles up to you and naps. A voice rings out inside your head.
My dreaming... ends... your nightmare... begins
@Apollione (society if there was extra trips etc) While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
humanoid! shadow friend. You don't know what a humanoid is, but you know, instinctively, that's what this creature is reminscent of. It giggles madly, skipping around the flickering green light, and settles at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Gorge your hatred... embrace your rage...
@cynicat While lost in the darkness, you find yourself nearly tripping over long,
suspicious bones; sharp and jagged and deadly. You pack the small ones into your bag and the others you drag and carry. A labor of love. A voice rings out inside your head
You can never leave this place. There is no way home.
@sleepyatlly While digging around with a pickaxe that another werm saw fit to leave you with, you unearth a sparkling
purple gem! Mmm tastes like the end of all things...
@nio Your exploration of the deep dark caves earn you nothing. Not a peep. At least, that's what you thought. As you make your way back to the surface, you find an
eerie knife strapped to your side. A voice whispers inside your head
You are a pawn of forces unseen.
@magpies While exploring the deepest trenches of the Pit; no longer dirt, now, but tunnels of mossy stone, lit by off-green firelight; you stumble upon a
werm... shadow friend? I mean... sure, maybe if werms were made of ink and static. The creature zaps you as it crawls all over you, before settling at your side. A voice rings out inside your head.
Twisted... to perfection
@Stivkie While exploring the winding, endless tunnels, you come across a small alcove; torches flickering with a dim, orange light. In the center of the room, upon a pedastal, lays an
ancient grimoire. A part of you knows you should leave. A larger, louder part of you urges you in. Urges you to grab the book. Urges you to turn and run as all torches in the cavern go dark. As you run and run and run a voice rings out inside your head
Your will is not your own.
by Azphen » Tue Oct 17, 2023 11:15 am 
Scarlett #293
