Ben opens the refrigerator. He's pretty happy. Sure beats killing a random rabbit. But then, bloodshed is realism. That was what the machine said...
He takes the contents of the refrigerator and the stove.
Inside the fridge, there's a frozen pizza that clearly hasn't been frozen for a long while, but it seems edible at first glance. The rest of the fridge's contents seem to be in various stages of decay, kept fresh but not quite for long enough. The stove doesn't have anything within it, except for some loose electrical parts that would likely be unsafe to remove.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Ben takes the pizza, and also takes the stove, thinking it may have some worth to the right person. 'Some worth, to the right person? I'm turning into my old friend Triley. Never thought I'd see the day'
The surrounding landscape is an arid, flat expanse of more dry cracked earth. Every so often, there is a piece of scrap metal, a broken down car, or some concrete rubble: Ruins of a past long gone. The buzz of crickets and cicadas fills the air near the few places protected by shadow. In the far distance, an enormous skyscraper lay on its side: The corpse of a giant of old. Welcome... to the Valley of Junk.
Marcial finds a shallow pool of water in the shadow of a capsized pickup truck, with some sparse green vegetation nearby. It's the first bit of life that's actually still young and lively he's seen in this area.
Ben finds an old refrigerator within the ruins of a small building, next to an electric stove that is clearly beyond repair.
Adonis spots some pieces of asphalt along the ground in a somewhat-straight line, the trail of which continues on for a long while towards the felled tower. Along the road, the faint outline of a short, wide building can be seen in the distance.
Adonis follows the trail.
The trail continues for quite a while, but it eventually stops at the crumbling remains of a gas station. The doors and windows seem to have been broken, and some short, green grass grows in the shadows. One of the gas pumps has its hoses on the ground, with a small pool of petrol around them that has seeped into the ground.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The surrounding landscape is an arid, flat expanse of more dry cracked earth. Every so often, there is a piece of scrap metal, a broken down car, or some concrete rubble: Ruins of a past long gone. The buzz of crickets and cicadas fills the air near the few places protected by shadow. In the far distance, an enormous skyscraper lay on its side: The corpse of a giant of old. Welcome... to the Valley of Junk.
Marcial finds a shallow pool of water in the shadow of a capsized pickup truck, with some sparse green vegetation nearby. It's the first bit of life that's actually still young and lively he's seen in this area.
Ben finds an old refrigerator within the ruins of a small building, next to an electric stove that is clearly beyond repair.
Adonis spots some pieces of asphalt along the ground in a somewhat-straight line, the trail of which continues on for a long while towards the felled tower. Along the road, the faint outline of a short, wide building can be seen in the distance.
Adonis follows the trail.
The trail continues for quite a while, but it eventually stops at the crumbling remains of a gas station. The doors and windows seem to have been broken, and some short, green grass grows in the shadows. One of the gas pumps has its hoses on the ground, with a small pool of petrol around them that has seeped into the ground.
Adonis goes inside, wielding his strange staff.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Marcial forages amongst the plants, looking for anything edible. Nature: 23
He also fills his waterskin with water from the pool.
Surprisingly, there are some young spring onions among the grass, which itself is technically edible. Your foraging startles a small lizard, which bolts from the shade and hides within the cracks in the earth.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Marcial forages amongst the plants, looking for anything edible. Nature: 23
He also fills his waterskin with water from the pool.
Surprisingly, there are some young spring onions among the grass, which itself is technically edible. Your foraging startles a small lizard, which bolts from the shade and hides within the cracks in the earth.
He take a few of the spring onions, but not too many. He then goes to join back up with the others.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The surrounding landscape is an arid, flat expanse of more dry cracked earth. Every so often, there is a piece of scrap metal, a broken down car, or some concrete rubble: Ruins of a past long gone. The buzz of crickets and cicadas fills the air near the few places protected by shadow. In the far distance, an enormous skyscraper lay on its side: The corpse of a giant of old. Welcome... to the Valley of Junk.
Marcial finds a shallow pool of water in the shadow of a capsized pickup truck, with some sparse green vegetation nearby. It's the first bit of life that's actually still young and lively he's seen in this area.
Ben finds an old refrigerator within the ruins of a small building, next to an electric stove that is clearly beyond repair.
Adonis spots some pieces of asphalt along the ground in a somewhat-straight line, the trail of which continues on for a long while towards the felled tower. Along the road, the faint outline of a short, wide building can be seen in the distance.
Adonis follows the trail.
The trail continues for quite a while, but it eventually stops at the crumbling remains of a gas station. The doors and windows seem to have been broken, and some short, green grass grows in the shadows. One of the gas pumps has its hoses on the ground, with a small pool of petrol around them that has seeped into the ground.
Adonis goes inside, wielding his strange staff.
There doesn't seem to be much left inside the gas station. It looks as though the place has been picked clean of any goods it may have been selling way back when. However, there is an abundant amount of plant growth in this shaded area.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
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She takes the copper coin and runs her finger against the outer ridges. She places it in her pocket.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Inside the fridge, there's a frozen pizza that clearly hasn't been frozen for a long while, but it seems edible at first glance. The rest of the fridge's contents seem to be in various stages of decay, kept fresh but not quite for long enough. The stove doesn't have anything within it, except for some loose electrical parts that would likely be unsafe to remove.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Ben takes the pizza, and also takes the stove, thinking it may have some worth to the right person. 'Some worth, to the right person? I'm turning into my old friend Triley. Never thought I'd see the day'
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The trail continues for quite a while, but it eventually stops at the crumbling remains of a gas station. The doors and windows seem to have been broken, and some short, green grass grows in the shadows. One of the gas pumps has its hoses on the ground, with a small pool of petrol around them that has seeped into the ground.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Adonis goes inside, wielding his strange staff.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Surprisingly, there are some young spring onions among the grass, which itself is technically edible. Your foraging startles a small lizard, which bolts from the shade and hides within the cracks in the earth.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He take a few of the spring onions, but not too many. He then goes to join back up with the others.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
'Hey, you find anything?'
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"Some stuff to flavour the food tonight, and a small source of water, but not much else. You?"
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'Got us a pizza.' Ben is happy to be helpful for once. 'Hey, did you say a water source? That's great news!'
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"It's not much though."
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I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
'You're doing good, and that's what matters. And like proper good, not what the machine calls good'
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"That's mighty kind of you."
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I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"Ugh. Nothing. I couldn't so much as find water."
"Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honor and glory for ever and ever. Amen" - 1 Timothy 1:17
"Well, I'm sure you just got unlucky my friend."
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I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"I'm sorry I don't think we've met. who are you?"
"Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honor and glory for ever and ever. Amen" - 1 Timothy 1:17
"Marcial. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." He sticks out a hand.
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"Drak." He shakes it
"Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honor and glory for ever and ever. Amen" - 1 Timothy 1:17
'Drak? Nice to meet you. I'm Ben'
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There doesn't seem to be much left inside the gas station. It looks as though the place has been picked clean of any goods it may have been selling way back when. However, there is an abundant amount of plant growth in this shaded area.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)