Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
Instead of seeing wall flesh just like the others, you hear somebody behind you say, “hiya”. When you turn around you see a cute little red skinned cyclops wearing a black princess dress. She looks into your eyes and smiles, revealing stained red teeth.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
A talk cowboy with a dusty black hat, ruggedly handsome face, dusty blue jeans and a revolver on his hip enters.
You are met by the blood stained smile of a small and adorable red skinned cyclops. She is wearing a black princess outfit. “Hiya!” She says while waving to the cowboy.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seem to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of their ears, mouth, and nose.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
Emerging from the desert sands is a swarm of thousands of black hornets with stingers that glow red hot. These stingers emit a smoke that shrouds the swarm. The smoke slowly coalesces into a vaguely humanoid shape, before diving into the ground, heading for a body buried under the sands. A few minutes later, a gaunt, slightly decayed humanoid wearing burnt mage’s robes rises out of the earth. Their hair is short and grey, and extremely untidy. They seem to have little lights dancing around the inside of their skin. They smile, and approach the figure, moving unnaturally, as if their body wasn’t theirs.
“Hello. Would you give a poor old traveler some company?”
The humanoid smiles. “Welcome, friend. Come and join my people in our home.” They start walking towards the cavern mouth.
They follow.
The second you enter the cavern, all light disappears. The being raises their hand and purple fire blazes to life in their hand. You can see torches lining the halls catching fire, also purple, and then you see it. The walls are covered in a writhing mass of red goo and eyes. “Do not pay attention to our sisters. They enjoy scaring newcomers such as yourself, friend.” One of them creates a sound.
“I think I’m going to like it here.” They cough up a black hornet, which then dives back under their skin.
They lead you deeper into the cavern, coming across multiple forks in the path. They choose a path without a second of hesitation.
“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seems to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of his ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”
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“Where does this path lead?”
“To the others”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Instead of seeing wall flesh just like the others, you hear somebody behind you say, “hiya”. When you turn around you see a cute little red skinned cyclops wearing a black princess dress. She looks into your eyes and smiles, revealing stained red teeth.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“I know that when other people say that, its obvious what they mean. However, you are not most other people. What are you referring to when you say, ‘the others’?
*gtg for like 30 minutes*
“My sisters”
*see you later*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
A talk cowboy with a dusty black hat, ruggedly handsome face, dusty blue jeans and a revolver on his hip enters.
If I haven’t offended you, don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get to you eventually.
You are met by the blood stained smile of a small and adorable red skinned cyclops. She is wearing a black princess outfit. “Hiya!” She says while waving to the cowboy.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“And what exactly are these sisters?”
They doesn’t say anything. Instead, they take a final turn and approach a door. The humanoid opens this door to reveal multiple other people wearing red robes, lined up and facing you. “These are my sisters”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
He Rubs his hands together. “This. This is going to be fun.” They seem to be buzzing with excitement. Literally. Numerous hornets are flying in and out of their ears, mouth, and nose.
The guide joins this line and they all say the following simultaneously.
B̸̢̲̩͈̟̙̝̠̪͖̮̖͍̰͉͍̻̊̉̊̓̽̏͊̕r̸̫̗̩͐̇̓̒̚ͅǫ̵̢͙͓̗̱̘̙̼̝̱̩̰̉̓̀̅̋̋͜ẗ̵̲͔̱͚̞̺̰̯̝̮̫̲̀̔h̵̡̧̡̝͈̖̯͉͙̹̼͌̋̌̊̄͗͐̑̆́́̂̈̉̊̚̕͝͝e̵̢̡͚̖̜̗͎̱͈̬̺̖͈̗̰͖͇͋͑̈́̍͂͗͆͒̊̆͗̈́̓͝ͅͅȓ̷̨̜̼̘̭́͛̍̀̌̅̍͊̃̇̓̿̕.̴̧͇̭͕̬͎̈́́́͌͘ ̵̻̟͓̮̗͇͖̒̊̀̍̄̅͌̐̀̒̐̚͜P̶͓͍͓̙̝̤̞̯͍̟̺͈͕̋ͅl̷̘̻͚͈̳̞̼̤̤̻̱̪̹̀̋̃̑̒͂̈̏̉͊̎̈́̇̕͠ḛ̶̛̛̩̥̹̺͙̻̼͍̖̭̻̮̪͉̖̲͓͉̺̐͋͑̾̇̔̒̎͊̐̈́́̋̅̚͝ạ̴̻̳͉̳̝̙͕͕͚͈͙͔͋͜s̵̤̯̬̜͉͙̞̺̥͚̑̎̽̆̍̍͋̋̆̐͠ë̴̢̡̮̰̼̦͙̫̠̫̪̮͓͕̬̪̖̰̩́͆̔̊ ̷̻̯̜̦̟̣̐̆̈́̈́̃̐͌̋̀̽̏̕͝͝ś̴̳̪͕̪̂̓̿͐͗́̿͝t̴̪̞̣̟͇͈̺̜̗͙̓́͌̃ä̷̞̝̪̣͎̤̘̜̪̠̼̱t̸̨̹̪̜̘̝̠̩͙̼̻̖̉͋̋̕͜͝ ̸̡̢̨͍̲̳̟͈͔͇͉̫̤̤̦͖̼͍͔͔̫̟́̍̋̋̔̍̾̄́̓̈́̌̔̈́͑͒̓̉̍̊͑̚ÿ̷̛̪͕̯̬͚̗͔̳̤̻̟̯̣͖͙̎̉̓́̀͂͒̒͒̈́̃̂̾̈́̕͠͠ǫ̸̨̧̞̰͒̒̂̆͂̀͌̊̃̊͋̊͝͝u̷͍̪̟̓́̀͐́͋̋͐̾̀͘̕͝r̵̢̪͎̩̥̭͚̪̭̲͙̊̄̋̇̈́̀̄͂̅͝͝͝ ̶̡̹̜̩͗͋̂̊̔͆̃̾̆͜ň̶̢̛̛̠̭̻̦̙̯̩̯͉͖͓͕̜̘̠̗̝̓̂̅̔̆̄̆͊̀́̅̉͜͠ȁ̷̡̛̹͓͔͙̱̲͖̟̭̼͓͗͠m̵̜̱̫̞̤͇̼͎͔͓̟͑͗̑̂̈̽̇̓̆̏̒͜͝ḙ̶̞͎̫̦̗̙͍̮̯̑̄̇̋̅͆̇̑̊͐̔̈͊̌̔̊͂̋̾̚̚.̴̩͓́͌͒̆͊̈́̑̔͛̒̒̓͘͠
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Well, now this is flippin nice ain’t it.”
If I haven’t offended you, don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get to you eventually.
“Aristaeus.”
Hornets are climbing in and out of Little holes in their skin, smoke emanating from their glowing stingers.
The little cyclops tilts her head. “What do you mean?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Ą̶̛̏̆̍̄̾̍̓̂͜r̸̛̤̖̖̩̜̼̎̍̆͌͗̉́̀̈́̕͝o̷̭̤͇͐̎̃͆́̈́̍̑̃̎̔̑̔͛̚̕͜͝ş̶̣̼̮̜̮͙̖̥̀̆̅́͋̎̔̑̽̀̿͘̚͝ţ̵̨̧͖̫̪̳͖͇̩̤͖̝͚̪͉̝̟̥͇̆̀̿̂̐̈́̈́͝ͅá̷̢̡̠̟̪̤͉̗̬͕̪̰̞̟͓̭̙̭̪̤̖͕̉̓̇́̊e̴̹̫͍̤̱͂̅̔̿̈́͌̐͜ų̸̖̭̦̯̳̹͚̭̩̺͔͕͐͒͋̅́͝ͅs̸̛͔̤͎͖̹̳̝͕̥͈͐̾͌̋̋̀͒͑̉̓͂̏̃̽̀̚͝ͅ.̴̛̦͙̯̠͚̟̬̘͖͔͙̻͚̇̂̏̃̆̇̎̒̈̾̔̈́̐̓͘͘͝ͅ ̴̨̛̘̬̯͑̅̎́̿̉͝D̸̢̢̛̛͇͖̦̼̣͔̦̳̟̦͔͈͛̿͑͊̈́̈́͂̋̋͗̔͊́̅̎͆͝͠͝o̸̮͕̊͒͋̀̈̀͛͠͝ͅ ̵̡̳̞͐̈́̏͛̔̾ͅẏ̷̢͔̯͍̲̼͇͚̱̥̼̮̙̗̈̋͛̊̋̂̋̐͜͜͠͠͠ͅô̴̬̣̺̦̮̇̆͒̅͗ų̴̨͎̺̱͓̳͔̬͈̳̟̝̜͉̱̣̝̗̺̥̠͌͛͗͝ ̵̧̢̘̮̩̩̪̹̲̞͊͋́͐͆̏́̆͛̈́̈́̐͜͝ṕ̴̨̛̤̭̭͇̻̤̜̬͖̫̯̲̞̉̑́̓͆̀͛̆̕͜͝r̵̛͖̘̯͔͉̺̭̊̄̌̂̌͆̏̌͐̔̒͂̿͘̚ó̸̞̙̪̋̏̀m̴̡̢̛͕̯͔̝̥͉̭͉͓̎́̌͋͊̆̅̃̌̿͌̇̆̽̌̒͝͝ĭ̷̧̛͉̖̰͎̤̞̪͍͍̱̊̋͆̐̈́͋͑̉͗̆̀̔̕͠͝ş̶͖͔̲̦͉͉̜̗̞̝͔͍̯̟͍͂́̃̍̿̿͐̑͊̕͠ḛ̶̓͆͆̓͐̚̕͘ ̶̨̡͔͈̯̱̫̺͇̮̟̙̒̓̈͋̃͗́̀̄̍͊̎̍̇̊̑̕͠t̵̨̢̛͖͇̞̞̹̙͇̠͇̀̀͑̂̀͂͋̽̅̓̌́̊̋̀̓̏͝͠͝o̵̤̝̜̿̈́͑͌̋̅̈́̀̈́͐̊͠͠ͅ ̷̥̹̝̥̲͕̿̊̋́̓̀̌͜h̶̡̨͍̘̜͍͓̞̖͓̪̹̅͝ͅe̵̡͍̯̹̼̙͍͎̜͇̞̗͉͕̤͚̥̣̘̙̣̗̓̉͛͒̀̔ḻ̸̬͓̦̰͖͖̙̲͇̺̦̹͍͍̩̗̱̺̿̄͋ͅp̴͔̫̜̒̆̿̔̿͛̍̑͆̈́̓͊̚̚͠͝ͅ ̸̣̱̦̣̜̤̺͈̮̖̈́̅͂̽͘͠y̸̛̤͚̩̪͍͈̱̙̼̺̔͗̐́̂̑̈̈́̍͝õ̷̡̘̹̪̫̣̪̜̼̹̳̦͗̾̔͒͠u̷͉̦͕̬̬̮͈͙̜͎͖̫̞̰̜̐̓̌͗̔̈r̸̨̢̖̦̣̲̦̗͖̞̟̮̦̮̣͙̥̽͐̎͒̄̓͗͘̕̚͜͠͠ ̸̛̩̻͇͎̭̙͍̼̈́̎̀̑̂͗͛̿͋̍͐͗̆̀̉͜͝͠s̸̨̡̢̭̮̺̫̣͉͍̻̘̟̜̠͇̘̀̅̋̆͐̂́̀̐͐̈́̆́͜į̵̢̣̭̜̻̮̘̩̭̃̂̄̉̑̍̐̓̈́̊̏̿̅͒̓̓b̷̛̺̫͔̎̾̉l̷̨̰̪͔̭̳͖͚̺͓͍͕̹̳͍̎̑̔̍̏̈́́į̴͔̫̖͈̝̒̽̓͋̎̈́̄͊͐̾̈́̉̇̔̾́̉̚͘̚̚͜n̴̨̢̡̟͔̬͓̟͙͕͓̹̬̠̜͛̇͆̽̎̏̃̿͒̈́̒̏͒̈́͋̆̑͘͜͠͝g̵̠͓̮̪̖͇̑͐̀̅̀̎̓̿̀͐̔̏̈́̀̑͒̓̓͛̾͗s̵̥̯̤͔̜̋̑̑̅̽͛͊̂̑̀̈̀̈̑͛̉́̒̄͒̚ ̸̪͛̃̈́̎͊̕į̴̘̪̅̓̾͆̇̍̎͊̈́̒̊̐̂̓̕n̵̛͕̥̖͎͉̥̥̪̏̈́̑̅̀̉̉͌̽̀̀̊́̽́͋̆̽̒͊͠ ̵̧̬͍̦͉̹̻̠̮̣̞̖̰̫̪̮̪͚̀̑̈́̂̽̃̀̉̚͝n̵̨̧̧̡͓̲͉̻̞̐͗̐́͐͐̾̽̐͘ȩ̸̛̻͖̦̰̭͔̫͙̭̒͐͂̈̎͠e̶̢̡̜̟̦̫͖͈͈̹̺̮̻̣̯̹̤̲̫͚̙͚͐͐͆̑̑͐̌̿͌͌͐̚̚d̴̢̧̛̗̜̮͔͕͙̭̫̣̱̥̺̙̻̙̹̃̀̑ ̸̧̡̹͍̱̻͓͉͔̩͕̱̹̫̓̿̆́̃͑̾̂̋͂̀̊̑̀͘͝͝ą̴̛̹̻̙̳̖̺̻̻̯͉̈́̊̈́̎͑̅̔̓̅̈́̽̔̑͝n̶̢̢͔͔͎̩̭̳̝̯̣̝̥̘͙̜̑̂̒̾̉͊͛̈͑͋̓̋̍̇̚ ̴̨̣̖̪̈́̀̐̉̏͗͊̽́t̵̡̡̨̡̳̤̥͎̲̠͔͍̻̱͓͖͖̪̩̐͌̌̀̒̿̓̚o̴̺̗̅̀̓̈́̈̌̏̋̈́͂̿̊͂̎̍̌͠͝͝͠
They are interrupted by the sound of clapping as a red demon walks out of the shadows. He wears a red suit and a monocle and Carrie’s a staff that ends with a microphone. His furry ears twitch as he say in a radio voice, “Amazing show people. But I want a little more pizzazz next time. You have been doing this ritual the same way for 3000 years. Makes killing your leader seem less like a joy and more like a waste of my time.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“I thought it was great.”
“Woah woah woah. What’s up with you little fella. Seems like you died quite a while ago. Shouldn’t ya be in hell by now? Unless you’re one of this people who cheat death. Mind telling me your secret? I’d love to tell it to a couple of friends.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Mhmmmm… This isn’t our body. This guy has been dead for at least 412 years. We’re the hornets. Easy mistake to make.” Noticeably, there was no smoke emanating from the hornets for a bit. They also started referring to themselves as “we.”
“Haha. I just love this. I remember killing that man. And I’m planning on killing you later. This is so hilarious. Would make a perfect show. I’ve got to go, but I will see you later. And you cultist change your routine up a bit. It’s so dull and boring. Tara.”
In a flash of blue light, the demon disappears.
*what do you think of Alastir*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*sounds amazing. He’s actually non ironically funny*
”…that was unexpected.”