Piggy's Day/Ask the locals
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You see someone, and decide to give them a nudge on the back and ask them for direction. | You see someone, and decide to give them a nudge on the back and ask them for direction. | ||
| - | Piggy: "Hey you! Do you know how to get back to the overworld?" | + | '''Piggy:''' "Hey you! Do you know how to get back to the overworld?" |
| - | Piggy 2B0F36: "What?" | + | '''Piggy 2B0F36:''' "What?" |
| - | They turn around, and you see that | + | They turn around, and you see that it is a pig like you, but looks extremely malnourished, has gigantic teeth that grow through its cheeks, and its hands and feet are made out of tendrils. You scream at the sight. The other Piggy screams back. You scream again. The other Piggy grabs you by the neck. |
| - | + | '''Piggy 2B0F36:''' "SHUT UP." | |
| - | + | Then, it flinches and backs away. It can feel your heart beating. | |
| - | + | '''Piggy 2B0F36:''' "Hey, you have a pulse! What are you mortals doing this deep in Helt?" | |
| - | + | '''Piggy:''' "W-we, uh... are trying to find a way back up." | |
| - | Piggy 2B0F36: | + | '''Piggy 2B0F36:''' " Erm... I've only worked here for 28 years, so that kind of information isn't entrusted on me. I guess your best bet is to head up." |
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And so, you set forth, navigating the varying degrees of torture and misery of hell, through fiery canyons, mountains of swords, whole dark cities full of murderers and jehova's witnesses, and oceans of blood. After much wandering around, you begin to get hungry. | And so, you set forth, navigating the varying degrees of torture and misery of hell, through fiery canyons, mountains of swords, whole dark cities full of murderers and jehova's witnesses, and oceans of blood. After much wandering around, you begin to get hungry. | ||
| - | Captain: "Ugh... does anyone have any food?" | + | '''Captain:''' "Ugh... does anyone have any food?" |
| - | Marine: "Nah. I don't know if the dead even need to eat." | + | '''Marine:''' "Nah. I don't know if the dead even need to eat." |
A devil by the name of Charles Xdzzti Waterman overhears this conversation, and buds in. | A devil by the name of Charles Xdzzti Waterman overhears this conversation, and buds in. | ||
| - | Charles: "Pardon me, but would anyone of you wish to trade your soul for a bucket of fried chicken?" | + | '''Charles:''' "Pardon me, but would anyone of you wish to trade your soul for a bucket of fried chicken?" |
You: | You: | ||
Current revision as of 12:15, 24 September 2016
You see someone, and decide to give them a nudge on the back and ask them for direction.
Piggy: "Hey you! Do you know how to get back to the overworld?"
Piggy 2B0F36: "What?"
They turn around, and you see that it is a pig like you, but looks extremely malnourished, has gigantic teeth that grow through its cheeks, and its hands and feet are made out of tendrils. You scream at the sight. The other Piggy screams back. You scream again. The other Piggy grabs you by the neck.
Piggy 2B0F36: "SHUT UP."
Then, it flinches and backs away. It can feel your heart beating.
Piggy 2B0F36: "Hey, you have a pulse! What are you mortals doing this deep in Helt?"
Piggy: "W-we, uh... are trying to find a way back up."
Piggy 2B0F36: " Erm... I've only worked here for 28 years, so that kind of information isn't entrusted on me. I guess your best bet is to head up."
And so, you set forth, navigating the varying degrees of torture and misery of hell, through fiery canyons, mountains of swords, whole dark cities full of murderers and jehova's witnesses, and oceans of blood. After much wandering around, you begin to get hungry.
Captain: "Ugh... does anyone have any food?"
Marine: "Nah. I don't know if the dead even need to eat."
A devil by the name of Charles Xdzzti Waterman overhears this conversation, and buds in.
Charles: "Pardon me, but would anyone of you wish to trade your soul for a bucket of fried chicken?"
You:
