"Now what could this be?" Corvi flips the switch, fully expecting it to just be a light switch.
Next to you, the washing machine lights up and turns on! It spins, filled with washing that wasn't there before.
"Interesting..." Corvi opens the washing machine, sifting through the wet laundry for something of interest.
*hehe*
Corvi's hand runs through the washing, searching for anything of interest. It easily moves through the wet clothing, full of lots of different textures. After a few seconds though, it bumps into something harder. Its cold, and as Corvi feels it, it seems rough and... bony. Just as Corvi realises what it is, the hand grabs her, and pulls her in.
The washing machine door closes behind you, and the wet clothing instantly soaks you in old and dirty water. The washing machine spins and spins, throwing you around, and the hand savours holding onto your wrist for a few more seconds before letting go. Your eyes closed, the washing seems to move away somehow, and you stop spinning. You end up in a big pile of washing somehow, somewhere, with your eyes closed.
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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.
"Now what could this be?" Corvi flips the switch, fully expecting it to just be a light switch.
Next to you, the washing machine lights up and turns on! It spins, filled with washing that wasn't there before.
"Interesting..." Corvi opens the washing machine, sifting through the wet laundry for something of interest.
*hehe*
Corvi's hand runs through the washing, searching for anything of interest. It easily moves through the wet clothing, full of lots of different textures. After a few seconds though, it bumps into something harder. Its cold, and as Corvi feels it, it seems rough and... bony. Just as Corvi realises what it is, the hand grabs her, and pulls her in.
The washing machine door closes behind you, and the wet clothing instantly soaks you in old and dirty water. The washing machine spins and spins, throwing you around, and the hand savours holding onto your wrist for a few more seconds before letting go. Your eyes closed, the washing seems to move away somehow, and you stop spinning. You end up in a big pile of washing somehow, somewhere, with your eyes closed.
*Well, (1GP).*
As she was sifting through the laundry: "Now what on earth is thi- AAAAAA-"
Some time later...
Corvi crawls out of the laundry pile, falling on her knees and coughing up water. She then looks up at her surroundings.
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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)
"Now what could this be?" Corvi flips the switch, fully expecting it to just be a light switch.
Next to you, the washing machine lights up and turns on! It spins, filled with washing that wasn't there before.
"Interesting..." Corvi opens the washing machine, sifting through the wet laundry for something of interest.
*hehe*
Corvi's hand runs through the washing, searching for anything of interest. It easily moves through the wet clothing, full of lots of different textures. After a few seconds though, it bumps into something harder. Its cold, and as Corvi feels it, it seems rough and... bony. Just as Corvi realises what it is, the hand grabs her, and pulls her in.
The washing machine door closes behind you, and the wet clothing instantly soaks you in old and dirty water. The washing machine spins and spins, throwing you around, and the hand savours holding onto your wrist for a few more seconds before letting go. Your eyes closed, the washing seems to move away somehow, and you stop spinning. You end up in a big pile of washing somehow, somewhere, with your eyes closed.
*Well, (1GP).*
As she was sifting through the laundry: "Now what on earth is thi- AAAAAA-"
Some time later...
Corvi crawls out of the laundry pile, falling on her knees and coughing up water. She then looks up at her surroundings.
The surroundings are not how they were before. There's no roof, or walls, or house for that matter. The sky above you is a monotone purple, and the ground is just layers and layers of clothes. Pillars and piles of clothing are everywhere. And all over the place, the trousers, the shirts, they're all burning in a purple eldritch flame.
And then, sitting on a massive pile of laundry 60ft ahead of you, is the thing that brought you here. A skeletal creature, covered in a thin, stretched layer of skin, is summoning eldritch flames and burning, well, everything. Their face looks vaguely human, like a drawn out, tired old woman, her eyes bloodshot and enlarged. She wears a worn and torn maids outfit, classically black and white.
The old, nightmarishly distorted maid of the house tilts its head, looking at Corvi.
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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.
*Wasn't expecting a Dark Souls boss, but then again, I didn't know what to expect. What I do anticipate, though, is that like a Dark Souls boss, this thing is going to kill me in some horrible fashion many times over.*
Corvi tries not to look them in the eyes, sliding down the Eye-Spot Blindfold, trying her best to hide her fear. "Good afternoon... you wouldn't happen to know where the exit is, would you?"
*Before she put on the blindfold, could she see any clothing articles of interest? Something more protective, like a leather jacket, perchance?*
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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)
*Wasn't expecting a Dark Souls boss, but then again, I didn't know what to expect. What I do anticipate, though, is that like a Dark Souls boss, this thing is going to kill me in some horrible fashion many times over.*
Corvi tries not to look them in the eyes, sliding down the Eye-Spot Blindfold, trying her best to hide her fear. "Good afternoon... you wouldn't happen to know where the exit is, would you?"
*Before she put on the blindfold, could she see any clothing articles of interest? Something more protective, like a leather jacket, perchance?*
*Me standing here with no clue what dark souls is:*
*If I described something similar to something else then I'm sorry lmao, you still want to go ahead with saying that?*
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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.
*Wasn't expecting a Dark Souls boss, but then again, I didn't know what to expect. What I do anticipate, though, is that like a Dark Souls boss, this thing is going to kill me in some horrible fashion many times over.*
Corvi tries not to look them in the eyes, sliding down the Eye-Spot Blindfold, trying her best to hide her fear. "Good afternoon... you wouldn't happen to know where the exit is, would you?"
*Before she put on the blindfold, could she see any clothing articles of interest? Something more protective, like a leather jacket, perchance?*
*Me standing here with no clue what dark souls is:*
*If I described something similar to something else then I'm sorry lmao, you still want to go ahead with saying that?*
*No, don't worry, you didn't make it too similar to anything. I was just trying to make a joke about how that game has very climactic and very, very hard fights.*
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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)
*Wasn't expecting a Dark Souls boss, but then again, I didn't know what to expect. What I do anticipate, though, is that like a Dark Souls boss, this thing is going to kill me in some horrible fashion many times over.*
Corvi tries not to look them in the eyes, sliding down the Eye-Spot Blindfold, trying her best to hide her fear. "Good afternoon... you wouldn't happen to know where the exit is, would you?"
*Before she put on the blindfold, could she see any clothing articles of interest? Something more protective, like a leather jacket, perchance?*
*Me standing here with no clue what dark souls is:*
*If I described something similar to something else then I'm sorry lmao, you still want to go ahead with saying that?*
*No, don't worry, you didn't make it too similar to anything. I was just trying to make a joke about how that game has very climactic and very, very hard fights.*
*Ohhhhhhh, okay that makes more sense lol, thanks for clearing that up*
"... E-xit? Oh n-o, there's no e-xit for o-nes like you." It gets up, slowly walking forward.
You can roll perception too, to spot anything of interest, or your ticket out of here.
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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.
You are able to push through the wind, and spot the source of the wind! To you, there doesn't seem to be another way out of this room apart from the doors you came from. The wind is coming from something on a stone alter in one of the arches... is that... a sweet?
Sweet is one of these:
Addison pushes against the wind, holding their arm in front of their face and try to grab the sweet "holy...god where is this coming from?"
You are able to push through the wind, and spot the source of the wind! To you, there doesn't seem to be another way out of this room apart from the doors you came from. The wind is coming from something on a stone alter in one of the arches... is that... a sweet?
Sweet is one of these:
Addison pushes against the wind, holding their arm in front of their face and try to grab the sweet "holy...god where is this coming from?"
You reach out to grab the sweet... the wind is strong, but you are able to grab it, just as you get thrown back. As soon as its in your hand, its stops blowing, and all goes still.
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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.
You are able to push through the wind, and spot the source of the wind! To you, there doesn't seem to be another way out of this room apart from the doors you came from. The wind is coming from something on a stone alter in one of the arches... is that... a sweet?
Sweet is one of these:
Addison pushes against the wind, holding their arm in front of their face and try to grab the sweet "holy...god where is this coming from?"
You reach out to grab the sweet... the wind is strong, but you are able to grab it, just as you get thrown back. As soon as its in your hand, its stops blowing, and all goes still.
Addison falls flat on their back and fails completely to catch them selves, knocking the wind out of them "ack...oh man...not worth it" they slowly sit up and cough as the look at the sweet in their hand "should i eat it?" they ask the cat
You are able to push through the wind, and spot the source of the wind! To you, there doesn't seem to be another way out of this room apart from the doors you came from. The wind is coming from something on a stone alter in one of the arches... is that... a sweet?
Sweet is one of these:
Addison pushes against the wind, holding their arm in front of their face and try to grab the sweet "holy...god where is this coming from?"
You reach out to grab the sweet... the wind is strong, but you are able to grab it, just as you get thrown back. As soon as its in your hand, its stops blowing, and all goes still.
Addison falls flat on their back and fails completely to catch them selves, knocking the wind out of them "ack...oh man...not worth it" they slowly sit up and cough as the look at the sweet in their hand "should i eat it?" they ask the cat
The cat walks over, scared that you might have hurt yourself. When it sees you're fine, it loses interest and licks its paws again, ignoring your question.
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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.
"out of all the god forsaken things in this house how is there NOT a talking cat?" they yell out into the hall, before pocketing the sweet and dusting them selves off
"out of all the god forsaken things in this house how is there NOT a talking cat?" they yell out into the hall, before pocketing the sweet and dusting them selves off
*ha, that's funny. You'll see why in a while*
As soon as the sweet leaves your hand and enters your pocket, it starts blowing again, comically pushing Addison over.
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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.
"Oh, well in that case, is there anything I can help you with? This seems like a frankly ludicrous amount of clothes for one person."
Perception: 4 *disadvantage because of blindfold*
"T-hey're all mine... all those peoples clothes... all their uncaring faces... it can all b-urn." The maid continues to get closer.
With a 4, all you are able to spot is an especially bright purple light, shining from some 60ft behind the pile the maid was sitting on.
"Oh, that's... lovely. Well, I don't want to waste any more of your time, so I'm just going to go off in this direction."
Corvi starts briskly walking off to the far right of them, hoping to give them distance as they loop back around toward the light.
"wha- no! You have to listen to me! I r-efuse to be a nothing... you will FEAR ME!"
They move to the right, blocking you off but not advancing forward yet.
"Why are you trying to scare me? If you don't want me to leave, then why are you trying to drive me away?" Corvi starts advancing towards them, stopping just outside of grabbing distance.
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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)
"ACK" they slam back into the ground and take the sweet out of their pocket "what is wrong with you!?" they yell at it, before holding it tight and stand up, looking at the cat "dont judge me"
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"Interesting..." Corvi opens the washing machine, sifting through the wet laundry for something of interest.
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)
*hehe*
Corvi's hand runs through the washing, searching for anything of interest. It easily moves through the wet clothing, full of lots of different textures. After a few seconds though, it bumps into something harder. Its cold, and as Corvi feels it, it seems rough and... bony. Just as Corvi realises what it is, the hand grabs her, and pulls her in.
The washing machine door closes behind you, and the wet clothing instantly soaks you in old and dirty water. The washing machine spins and spins, throwing you around, and the hand savours holding onto your wrist for a few more seconds before letting go. Your eyes closed, the washing seems to move away somehow, and you stop spinning. You end up in a big pile of washing somehow, somewhere, with your eyes closed.
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.
*Well, (1GP).*
As she was sifting through the laundry: "Now what on earth is thi- AAAAAA-"
Some time later...
Corvi crawls out of the laundry pile, falling on her knees and coughing up water. She then looks up at her surroundings.
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 surroundings are not how they were before. There's no roof, or walls, or house for that matter. The sky above you is a monotone purple, and the ground is just layers and layers of clothes. Pillars and piles of clothing are everywhere. And all over the place, the trousers, the shirts, they're all burning in a purple eldritch flame.
And then, sitting on a massive pile of laundry 60ft ahead of you, is the thing that brought you here. A skeletal creature, covered in a thin, stretched layer of skin, is summoning eldritch flames and burning, well, everything. Their face looks vaguely human, like a drawn out, tired old woman, her eyes bloodshot and enlarged. She wears a worn and torn maids outfit, classically black and white.
The old, nightmarishly distorted maid of the house tilts its head, looking at Corvi.
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.
*Wasn't expecting a Dark Souls boss, but then again, I didn't know what to expect. What I do anticipate, though, is that like a Dark Souls boss, this thing is going to kill me in some horrible fashion many times over.*
Corvi tries not to look them in the eyes, sliding down the Eye-Spot Blindfold, trying her best to hide her fear. "Good afternoon... you wouldn't happen to know where the exit is, would you?"
*Before she put on the blindfold, could she see any clothing articles of interest? Something more protective, like a leather jacket, perchance?*
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)
*Me standing here with no clue what dark souls is:*
*If I described something similar to something else then I'm sorry lmao, you still want to go ahead with saying that?*
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.
*No, don't worry, you didn't make it too similar to anything. I was just trying to make a joke about how that game has very climactic and very, very hard fights.*
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)
*Ohhhhhhh, okay that makes more sense lol, thanks for clearing that up*
"... E-xit? Oh n-o, there's no e-xit for o-nes like you." It gets up, slowly walking forward.
You can roll perception too, to spot anything of interest, or your ticket out of here.
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.
*No problem ;)*
"Oh, well in that case, is there anything I can help you with? This seems like a frankly ludicrous amount of clothes for one person."
Perception: 11 *disadvantage because of blindfold*
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)
"T-hey're all mine... all those peoples clothes... all their uncaring faces... it can all b-urn." The maid continues to get closer.
With a 4, all you are able to spot is an especially bright purple light, shining from some 60ft behind the pile the maid was sitting on.
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.
Addison pushes against the wind, holding their arm in front of their face and try to grab the sweet "holy...god where is this coming from?"
You reach out to grab the sweet... the wind is strong, but you are able to grab it, just as you get thrown back. As soon as its in your hand, its stops blowing, and all goes still.
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.
"Oh, that's... lovely. Well, I don't want to waste any more of your time, so I'm just going to go off in this direction."
Corvi starts briskly walking off to the far right of them, hoping to give them distance as they loop back around toward the light.
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)
"wha- no! You have to listen to me! I r-efuse to be a nothing... you will FEAR ME!"
They move to the right, blocking you off but not advancing forward yet.
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.
Addison falls flat on their back and fails completely to catch them selves, knocking the wind out of them "ack...oh man...not worth it" they slowly sit up and cough as the look at the sweet in their hand "should i eat it?" they ask the cat
The cat walks over, scared that you might have hurt yourself. When it sees you're fine, it loses interest and licks its paws again, ignoring your question.
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.
"out of all the god forsaken things in this house how is there NOT a talking cat?" they yell out into the hall, before pocketing the sweet and dusting them selves off
*ha, that's funny. You'll see why in a while*
As soon as the sweet leaves your hand and enters your pocket, it starts blowing again, comically pushing Addison over.
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.
"Why are you trying to scare me? If you don't want me to leave, then why are you trying to drive me away?" Corvi starts advancing towards them, stopping just outside of grabbing distance.
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)
*oh no-*
"ACK" they slam back into the ground and take the sweet out of their pocket "what is wrong with you!?" they yell at it, before holding it tight and stand up, looking at the cat "dont judge me"