RE: Magic Door - Let's Adventure!
05-18-2018, 03:00 AM
Into the cellar! Man, it feels like it took you a week to get into that cellar. Weird!
Regardless, you've made your way into the cellar, and man, it's dark in here! There's no food in here, although it smells like there might've been a long while ago. If you were a lesser slime, you'd indulge, but you're too fruit scented and sophisticated to roll about in the muck. You aren't given a whole lot of time to ponder this, however, as the island you're on begins to shake wildly, due to the roaring of a very displeased centipede dragon. Oh boy.
The next few minutes are pretty terrible, honestly. Besides the roaring, cracking thunderstorm that sweeps in, the water leaking into the cellar from the rain, and the island itself shaking around, making you bounce and slam into walls and furniture and what's honestly a very nice set of serving dishes before you're lobbed out of the cellar and into the air.
A large, silver serving platter land on the ground, cushioning your fall into the mud. Wait, that's not cushioned at all.
You're currently sitting on a literal silver platter in quite possibly the most intense rainstorm you've ever seen, and many of the islands seem to be hunkered down into each other, as if the islands themselves were trying to take shelter.
The centipede dragon has made all the islands in the area form into one. It looks like you can get to anywhere you've been, and one other new place - that barren island looks like the rain's gotten something going!
You have a feeling you'll want to hide if you can tell the Centipede Dragon's returning.
You grow a bit from all the rain. You're like a springwater fruit soda!
Regardless, you've made your way into the cellar, and man, it's dark in here! There's no food in here, although it smells like there might've been a long while ago. If you were a lesser slime, you'd indulge, but you're too fruit scented and sophisticated to roll about in the muck. You aren't given a whole lot of time to ponder this, however, as the island you're on begins to shake wildly, due to the roaring of a very displeased centipede dragon. Oh boy.
The next few minutes are pretty terrible, honestly. Besides the roaring, cracking thunderstorm that sweeps in, the water leaking into the cellar from the rain, and the island itself shaking around, making you bounce and slam into walls and furniture and what's honestly a very nice set of serving dishes before you're lobbed out of the cellar and into the air.
A large, silver serving platter land on the ground, cushioning your fall into the mud. Wait, that's not cushioned at all.
You're currently sitting on a literal silver platter in quite possibly the most intense rainstorm you've ever seen, and many of the islands seem to be hunkered down into each other, as if the islands themselves were trying to take shelter.
The centipede dragon has made all the islands in the area form into one. It looks like you can get to anywhere you've been, and one other new place - that barren island looks like the rain's gotten something going!
You have a feeling you'll want to hide if you can tell the Centipede Dragon's returning.
You grow a bit from all the rain. You're like a springwater fruit soda!