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Day 8 (16th) Results / Part 2
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@TheBrokenRobotThis 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 #8057)
@nu-metal
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?
@Nopal
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
@.henloimmabirb.
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...
@dartist
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
@DrBubby 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
@Music_Lover
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.
@marshhie
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.
@ApocalypseAxolotl 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...
@chillociraptor
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...
@ahirkedThis 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 #8160)
@halfwaythereforeSure nothing else to lose. Titan exhales air in what might have been laugh. "Sure," he shrugs and watches the werm disappear into the dark. "If it helps you sleep at night, go on believing that."
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...
@suguru
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].
@TheMamba 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
@Viego 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.
@AlatusNemeseos 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...
@houndjaw 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
@shortstop
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!
@ylesiaDig 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 #8059)
@Layamell
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.
@Artwork-Is-Key
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
@PikachuTori25 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!
@ConfusedKing 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?
@Reki.
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...
@ob0321drxzx 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.
@sniffs 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
@BananaSnake 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!
@daily (Please use the updated form on the front page! There are no extra trips. Your tokens have been returned to you) 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...
@vanillachapstick 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!
@Crumchii 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
@11ghosty11 (ENTER THE PIT ENTER THE PIT ENTER THE PIT)
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.
@YeeYeeRavioli 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.
@hjartaThe 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 #8163)
@almond.milk 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
@RiverDream 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...
@zoinks 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
@Zylafone
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!
@Transparent Cow! 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.
@Asternaut
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...
@lotus eater 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...
@hoglolly 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
@KingRay 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...
@Galawhim 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.
@Dibabeebees (as flys are wont to do with the mud and dirt, yes) 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!
@eden;
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].
@majora's_mask
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...
@EtaryaFae 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...
@blizzard180
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].
@Linsang (all good!)He had watched them converse at the edge of the pit some days previous. Had watched the eldest make a decision for the rest. And watched, with rapt interest as the eldest had returned later, alone. He nods his head just barely at the werm, watching the dark swallow him whole. Later, as Shiso is struggling through a particularly narrow path in the caves, a voice whispers against his neck.
"You will fail... those who need you..."
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.
@Pandora!As you descend into the pit you are greeted like an old friend. Not by Titan, who stares at you impassively. Not by the other wermz, either. But by the dirt and dark itself. You belong here, yes. You have always belonged here. You always will.
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.
@glittermintfurry 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...
@Scourgebane 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!
@Alphias (orange juice nooo ur arms are too small !! oh god they got airpods in they cant hear us) 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...
@EeeeeeejDoge 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.
@Phönixfeder2000
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].
@bug 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.
@EatingTuna 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
@Pinkie Cooper 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...
@spuert 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
@Chip? No. 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.
@Yetaet (the Lawyer hovers over Marvin: no extra trips) 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.
@mosh pit
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].
@crabodileYou'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 #8153)
@Fourd
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].
@Canis. 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.
@toy20243
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].
@HEXORCISM 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.
@zanhhh 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...
@AliceMorte 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!
@buggabee 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...
@Peachypunk 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!
@Catsplat18 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.
@Obsquidian 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!
@grimjp 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
@Lycancore
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].
@RaynestormsYou'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 #8157)
@L1V1D 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.
@NeonFoxPaw 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
@Lemon Tea Rain 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.
@instantramen56
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].
@BPlusSupernova (the pit consumes you in turn) 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!
@neurobotzDig 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 #8158)
@styxieThe 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 #8154)
@annie15970 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.
@Wyvern Queen Kym 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.
@foxilIt 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 #8161)
@lunexiii 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...
@hoof. 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.
@Jasmyn 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.
@Ziggy Stardust 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.
@simplydriftingalong
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].
@mrrp 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?
@LittleWolf666 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.
@AzphenThe 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 #8162)
@ShiftingFoxx 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
@vlpn 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.
@cinerious 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
@niveiru 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.
@Ghost_Support 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.
@Kitsune. 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.
@Corinnander 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.
@GoldieDoggy 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.
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