As you start to fill in the graph at G6 with 🎸 your opponent tells you this is not a valid move.
He assaults you with a fist full of his silver general and pikemen tiles insulted that you've picked up the board and are drawing on it.
He begins to beat you with his stool.
He then beats you with his poop.
The last thing you remember is when the thoughts left your mind and you were left only with feelings. >>37
"And furthermore what kind of dirigible has such eldritch noise coming from its engines?" you exclaim filing your complaint through the stewardess' eye.
The entirety of the other passengers are alerted by the bloodcurdling scream that follows and all three of them rush over to you.
The two hooded ones bend over and begin devouring the newly deceased with their proboscises while the anthropologist takes notes.
To learn about the culture of the man-eating beasts go to >>147
To run like hell go to >>139
To jump go to >>90
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To continue staring into the VOID BODY, go to >>113.
To snap out of it, look Tææaæsinæ. in the eyes and answer "yesˆI wænt to feel the power", go to >>115
Oops! Look like you've been caught empty-handed!
"Umm, I forgot to buy a ticket?" you stammer hopefully.
The usher tightens her grip. Your vision grows fuzzy as the oxygen cuts off from your brain. You struggle to speak but can only sputter. She grabs even tighter. You struggle briefly, but your limbs rapidly grow limp...
YOU HAVE DIED
THE END
That is unprofessional she says, unsheathing a large cricket bat, ext as you know
>>37
You march deeper into the forest. The moon is judging you. Fuck you moon, you think to yourself sullenly. You stroke your eleven bone knives to reassure yourself. You hear a slithering, crawling noise, like an army of a million bugs in the distance. It is coming from all around you. You feel dizzy and break into a run. You trip over a branch and fall down a steep hill. You roll on the ground and into a deep pit.
It is cold and pitch black here. You lie on the ground groaning. Then a voice speaks.
"LOLLIPOP, LOLLIPOP, BAKER'S BREAD," it intones. "GIVE ME A SLICE AND I'LL CHOP OFF YOUR HEAD."
To respond with your own clever rhyme, go to >>114
To stab at the voice with one of your eleven bone knives, try >>116
Enough of this madness. Staying in this forest will only lead to crazier things, you realize. It's time to get out of here.
You remember what your grandfather Pete once told you. "To escape a forest, find running water and follow it downstream." You listen for the sound of running water. The forest is quiet. So quiet.
Then you hear...
"There lived a certain man, in Russia long ago
He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could preach the Bible like a preacher
Full of ecstasy and fire
But he also was the kind of teacher
Women would desire..."
Wow, it's the 1978 euro disco hit single by the Germany-based pop and euro disco group Boney M! With your eyes still closed, you let yourself get swept into the music and start to dance.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey..."
Nobody ever finds your body.
BAD END
You decide your first bloody meal should be a beautiful female virgin. That's the tradition, right? Or at least it should be a beautiful woman. Okay, maybe just a woman is okay too. Best not to set your standards too high yet, considering that you're new to the whole killing-to-gain-infernal-power thing.
You walk around the streets of Liberia. People recoil in horror at the sight of you, probably because you are naked and covered with dried blood. And a few bits of cucumber. At this rate you're never going to be able to get close to a woman. Maybe you should rethink your approach, and get cleaned up first. If you stand out to much, you'll definitely become a target. You might be a demigod, but you're not immortal. On the other hand, you feel your immense power slowly draining away, and you thirst for blood to refill it...
To just chase after the first woman you see and murder her in broad daylight, go to >>118
To clean yourself up and get a disguise first, go to >>119
"Jack be nimble, Jack be swell, Jack be hung and sleeps in hell!" you respond. You are winded and your voice is weak, but the voice hears you and laughs.
"ROSE IS RED AND SO IS BLoOd, I'LL EAT YOU WITH A SIDE OF MUD." You can smell it now, it reeks of musk and rotting flesh.
"Ladybug, ladybug, leave me alone, you smell real bad and I have knives of bone!" you threaten, readying one of your bone knives.
The voice roars and you reflexively stab upwards. Miraculously the blade connects just as the beast is leaping onto you. It slides into the creature's flesh and glowing red blood leaks out. The light from the blood illuminates the room, and you can see that the creature's sharp teeth are only inches from your face. The beast struggles and trashes, so you quickly pull out another bone knife and stab its neck before it can bite your head off. The beast howls in pain and collapses heavily onto the floor. You roll away just in time. It struggles a bit longer, then breathes its last breath.
For killing the RHYMING BEAST, you have gained 1 skill point! You may allocate it to one of the following skill trees:
(Keep track of your skills by using the handy reference chart at >>117.)
You pull out the knife from the beast's stomach. You now have Bone Knife (x9) and Glowing Bloody Bone Knife (x1). You use the Glowing Bloody Bone Knife to look around the room. The walls are too steep to climb, so you can only go deeper into the cave. You do that.
Eventually you come to an underground river. There's an old paddle boat half-heartedly moored to a rotting dock.
>>120 Get in the boat and paddle downstream.
>>224 Get in the boat and paddle upstream.
تاناسين ولد في عالم يتجاوز كل شيء، ويطل على كل شيء، وتقديم مشاعر القلق والخوف Tanasin was born in a world that transcends everything, overlooking everything, and offering feelings of anxiety, fear and despair to everything
It is the end after the beginning, the area that exists but does not exist
You can not see Tanasin with your eyes
I can not touch it, I can not hear it, I can not escape
We do not know the art of Tanasin any one with any language on earth
You can not tell Tanasin even if you use all the emotions, memories, events and actions of the world
I feel it. Just this moment.
You do not have to think about anything.
You do not have to tell me anything.
You do not have to consider anything
You do not have to ask anything.
You do not have to touch anything
Դուք չունեք հաղորդագրություն փակցնելու >>667 համար անհրաժեշտ է մտածել մի բանի մասին.
You do not need to do the tone.
I feel it. Just a world spread in front of you
Do not be afraid of Tanasin
He does not flee because he is afraid of Tanasin.
I realized that fear is the weakness of my heart
I was afraid of Tanasin because you look at Tanasin
Tanasin knows everything
The meaning of living in this world. Deep psychology of human beings. The conflict of fear and expectation is unknown.معنى العيش في هذا العالم. علم النفس العميق للبشر. الصراع من الخوف والتوقع غير معروف.
You swing into the darkness but hit only air! The beast is enraged by your feeble attempt and mauls you. It ruthlessly sinks its heavy jaws into your neck. Your skin breaks and you try to cry out in a pain but nothing comes out. It bites harder and your head is severed from the rest of your body.
YOU HAVE DIED
SKILL CHART
You start with 0 skill points and level 0 in each category. Gain skill points throughout the story. Spend one skill point to increase by one level in a category of your choice.
Knivesmanship
Bonesmanship
Jurisprudence
There's one! There's a woman! She's a little chubby and middle-aged, and probably not a virgin, but she'll have to do. As soon as she sees you running toward her, she screams and runs in the other direction. But you're much faster. You have the power of a demidemon, after all. You tackle her to the ground and bite her neck. You bite and bite again until she stops screaming. Blood is everywhere. You feel your whole body pulse with power. You easily rip apart her body as if it was tofu. People stare from a distance in horror. Somebody has gone running to get the local Liberian warlord for help. But you don't notice this. You are focused on dismembering the dead woman. You rip out her heart and take a big bite out of it.
You feel a sharp sting in your back. Many sharp stings. Like an army of bees. You turn around angrily and see that you are being shot with an AK-47. The local Liberian Warlord has shown up with a small army. Now more AK-47s come out and they all shoot you in a deafening chorus of bullets. Your skin has been hardened by your recent bloodfeast, but the endless onset of bullets threatens to pierce your skin and tear you to pieces.
You go back to the shanty, but there is no shower or running water of any kind. Nor is there anything you could use as a disguise. You're determined to get cleaned up though, and you don't want to be seen. You decide to head into the forest. It takes you hours, but you eventually find a mountain stream. Perfect!
You bathe in the stream, using a rock to scrub off all the blood. It takes a while, but you feel so much fresher afterward. You air dry on the shore, then start cobbling together a shrubbery disguise from leaves and vines. Unfortunately your unholy power is more suited to murder than it is to tailory, and before you know it the day has already ended! You feel all the life force draining out of your body. Your vision dims and you collapse...
YOU HAVE DIED
As you paddle downstream, the current grows faster and faster. You hear the unmistakable roaring of a waterfall. You desperately try to paddle to shore, but the rapids are too strong! A bright light blinds your vision... You plunge out of the cave and over a gigantic waterfall.
You open your eyes and see a breathtaking view of a majestic forest. For a few glorious moments, you are suspended in freefall. The world is bright and beautiful.
Then you hit the water and everything is dark and chaos. Violent currents toss you around like a sock puppet. You struggle and flail but the raging whirlpool only sucks you deeper. A sharp rock bashes into your head and you pass out and drown.
YOU HAVE DIED
It's necromancy time!
You try to revive your dead sister but only succeed in bumping an old thread on DQN.
Unfortunately nobody cares. The thread slowly sinks to the bottom once again, ignored and forgotten.
THE END
You approach the infernal ticket booth. It's basically just a vending machine, but more fiery and ominous.
There's only two buttons:
>>125 "BUY TICKET (costs 1 soul)"
>>126 "BUY TICKET (costs 1 sexy bear photo)"
(Note: you may only select the second option if you have a Sexy Bear Photo in your inventory.)
You approach the infernal ticket booth. It's basically just a vending machine, but more fiery and ominous.
There's only two buttons:
>>125 "BUY TICKET (costs 1 soul)"
>>126 "BUY TICKET (costs 1 sexy bear photo)"
(Note: you may only select the second option if you have a Sexy Bear Photo in your inventory.)
But wait! There's a tiny third button in the corner, barely visible. In fact, if you had let yourself be distracted by something silly like falling in love, you probably wouldn't even have noticed it!
>>127 "DEVELOPER OPTIONS"
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You press the "BUY TICKET (costs 1 soul)" and immediately the machine starts vibrating violently. A compartment in the machine slides open and a tentacle shoots out and shoves itself down your throat and begins sucking your soul out of your body.
You are now soulless. You are no longer in love with the usher.
The tentacle retracts, the compartment shuts, and a ticket comes out of a slot below. It is printed on cheap recycled paper and just says "TICKET". I guess that's all your soul was worth.
You bring the ticket to the usher, who accepts your ticket. The large ornate doors swing open. The inside is dark, and you cannot see within. You go into the theater.
It is smaller than you expected. There are 10 rows of seats. The screen is blank, and the seats are empty, despite the laughter you heard earlier.
>>129 Sit near the front.
>>130 Sit near the back.
>>131 Sit near the middle.
You hand over the bear revenge porn and quickly shuffle to the back in shame.