We have been upgraded!
The layout is new to me,
so bear with me as I explore.
In the meantime ...
We have a shout box!
Since we haven't gotten very far,
we're still limited to non-magical humans only.
The spot where their magic is hidden hasn't been found yet,
but a new race HAS been spotted in the forest!
A town has been flooded with large/giant spiders
And a chest has appeared at the bottom of the Forbidden Cavern
Post by Orga the Strange on Mar 21, 2013 9:08:01 GMT -5
Sam set the pickaxe down next to him and began stuffing the gold into the sack till it was full. He sealed the top set it to the side, reaching for the pick so he could mine some more when he noticed crawling on his hand, several spiders. Like any sane, rational human being when confronted by one off the little arachnid creatures he LOST HIS SHIT, practically jumping out of his skin as shook them off, screaming fairly unmanly screams and began dancing around stomping the ground and running his hands all over himself in a desperate bid to rid himself of any other spiders that may have been on him and kill the unnatural bastards "NNNgYUHGAGAGLAAAANONONOGETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFFGETITOFF"
Post by NPC_Account on Mar 21, 2013 15:54:11 GMT -5
(this is really amusing)
They each made tiny high pitched sounds as they were squished, but they kept coming. They were also about the size of a quarter and dropping from single strands of silk from a common direction, as if there was a source of them.
Post by Orga the Strange on Mar 25, 2013 20:56:36 GMT -5
(^,,,^ Glad you think so)
Sam grabbed the pick axe at his feet and began swinging it madly at the descending arachnofreaks. "Aaaaah and they make noise too!" He began backing away from the area, trying his best to keep them away from him. He knew a pickaxe wouldn't do much against them but he couldn't think of anything better to hi- THE TORCH! FIRE would BURN THE HERESY AWAY! He began trying to make his way back to the torch holder.
Post by Orga the Strange on Apr 9, 2013 8:22:02 GMT -5
Sam backed up to thee torch and grabbed it off the wall. He continued trying to smashing spiders with the pick and brandished the torch at them. "BUUUUUUUURRRRRN!!!" he screamed, having lost all normal human reason, his mind functioning off of pure terror and ancient instincts from the dawn of man, when he first came into contact with spiders and knew that they were WRONG.
Post by Orga the Strange on Apr 16, 2013 15:19:42 GMT -5
(Aaah, sorry for not posting sooner. I kept meaning too and would have something else pop up. :/)
Sam looked around, bug eyed, looking around for any other unnatural thyngs that might be spinning or crawling their way to him. Upon ascertaining(Man, I don't get to say that often enough!) that he was in no immediate danger of Spyders, he calmed down, heart beat slowing and his mind becoming rational once again. Or as rational as it ever was. As he turned to tend to his gold he caught a whiff of the smoke an looked up to see where it was coming from.
Post by Orga the Strange on Apr 27, 2013 14:11:43 GMT -5
Sam eyes went wide as he saw the chest being slowly consumed by fire. "Oooooh, schiesse!" Sam hurried to his bag of stuff and began rummaging through it looking for something to put out the fire, occasionally glancing back to make sure the fire wasn't getting to big. He found the flasks of water and brought them with him back to the chest where he opened them and started splashing the water onto the fire. "Come on, come ooooon!" He said nervously.
Post by Orga the Strange on Apr 28, 2013 16:08:02 GMT -5
(Couldn't help myself ^,,,^)
Sam sighed with relief and closed the flasks before setting them back on the ground. He looked at the chest for a bit, before grabbing his pickaxe back off the ground. "Now let's see here...." he began digging at the dirt and stone in the immediate vicinity of the chest, hoping that one he moved enough earth he would be able to shimmy the chest free. All the while he wondered to himself about what could be in it, and why it was buried up there...
Post by Orga the Strange on May 9, 2013 22:16:22 GMT -5
Sam continued working at digging out the chest. When he finally got too tired to swing the pick he would go sit down on the ground away from the dead spiders and have his dinner of rations and rest for the day.
(What's that? Days without posting? Surely one wouldn't become that engrossed in minecraft'>,,,,>; <,,,<; )