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But they were on his side, so he was fine. They even offered to let him operate the torture equipment on some enemy Glycyrrhizinites.

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25 minutes ago, The Face of Daiseri said:

And it was. Glycyrrhizinites were extremely ugly creatures with satisfying cries of agony.

Sorry FT

"It feels so wrong." said FT, cranking the levers on the rack. "I have to save the Shard from an impending Jelly Baby apocolypse." He gave the handles a sharp twist.

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"Squeak squeak squeak*," squeaked the breadmunk. 

*Not just the Jelly Babies, you fool. All the ranks of the sugar army will destroy us!

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1 hour ago, xinoehp512 said:

"Squeak squeak squeak*," squeaked the breadmunk. 

*Not just the Jelly Babies, you fool. All the ranks of the sugar army will destroy us!

"And I misspelled apocalypse! "

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FT felt the building shudder, as if something large had slammed into it. Alarms blared wildly, breadmunks skittered every which way, explosions sounded. Then it came, the brown blob, now grown as large as a chasmfiend, with a label reading: "contains 100% all-natural organic no growth-hormones used breadmunk." The blob rolled through the Breadmunks defenses like they were made of tissue paper, ignoring their futile attempts to attack it. Nameless' head burst out of it briefly, shouting: "It's resis- my narra- can't- break- fr----" before being swallowed up again.

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FT climbed up to the second story, avoiding the blob's destruction. But as the brown blob ate, it expanded. FT now went to the roof. Suddenly, the brown blob burst through and tumbled straight at FT. At the very last second, he leapt...and landed on the next building over. That's when he noticed the city on fire. Jelly Babies ran loose causing havoc and killing blindly. The remaining Narrators joined together on FT's building, ready for the final stand.

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The blob boomed out in a powerful voice: "If you wish to live, throw down narrators one by one for me to eat, the last one alive I will spare" The narrators turned as one to look at Lunamor.

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Deep within the bowels of the blob, Nameless floated, helpless, as he was slowly transformed into pure unhealthium. "I have to get free, have to stop this monster" he thought desperately. He could feel the blob slowly eating away at his essence; only his status as a narrator had kept him alive for so long. Suddenly, something changed. The beasts essence began swirling more vigorously, and perhaps it's defenses weakened? "Yes, yes, it has weakened, I have a CHANCE!" With determination, courage, and not a little desperation, Nameless gathered his power and desperately blasted outwards in all directions.

 

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The blob exploded outwards in all directions, bits and pieces of sticky goop flying everywhere. Luna, who somehow managed to avoid getting drenched by the blast, cocked her head sideways at Nameless. “How long... never mind. Are you ok?”

Edited by Lunamor
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Nameless looked up, vision fading, and managed to get out two words before collapsing: "behind you"

Edited by Nameless
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Then the bouncy house was consumed, as the blob reformed. Fused with Nameless' narrative power, it now glowed with pure energy, and had grown so tall that it threatened to break free of the narrative plane. Then it spoke:

"ALL WILL BURN. THE LONGEST THREAD ITSELF WILL FALL TO MY POWER. NONE WILL STAND IN MY PATH, I WILL RULE SUPREME"

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"ENOUGH"  The blob shouted. And with that shout it unleashed a wave of narrative energy that shook the thread, and sent all the narrators flying away like leaves in a highstorm. The reverberations from this blast were felt even in TST.

Edited by Nameless
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FT, who was also inside the monster when it exploded, flew through the air. He slammed into a lamppost, broke his spine, dropped to the ground, cracked his skull and finally scraped his knee. "Huh," he said, leaning back against the lamppost. "I can't feel my legs."

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The breadmunks held a meeting. This situation had grown dire, direr than they thought possible.

"Squeak squeaker squeaken*," squeaked one of them. "Squeak squeaker squeak!**"

"Squeak squeak?***" asked another glumly. "Squeakem squeak squeak squeak.****"

*We can't let this happen.
**Someone needs to stop this!
***But who?
****All our heroes are dead.

Edited by xinoehp512

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