Short - Memories of a victim by Headzor, literature
Short - Memories of a victim
How did I get into this mess? There I was just walking along in the forest, even though I knew this is a very remote area and largely unexplored. I knew there had been a few reports of people going missing in this area, maybe I wanted to find out why? Maybe even find them alive and rescue them? I can't remember exactly why I came, not why I was drawn to this cave. It was obscure, out of the way, hidden and subtle. A perfect environment for... it. I had no idea what it was, or just how adapted it was to the dark inside the cave. I had barely set foot inside it when I had felt something grab my ankles, causing me to fall backwards into something that was waiting for me. Even though it was dark I can still remember it was soft and very slimy but also strong. I was hoisted off the ground and upside down, the sudden vertigo assaulting my senses kept me from crying out for a few moments, long enough for whatever had caught me to wind around my waist, up my back and across my face, gagging
Short - Memories of a victim by Headzor, literature
Short - Memories of a victim
How did I get into this mess? There I was just walking along in the forest, even though I knew this is a very remote area and largely unexplored. I knew there had been a few reports of people going missing in this area, maybe I wanted to find out why? Maybe even find them alive and rescue them? I can't remember exactly why I came, not why I was drawn to this cave. It was obscure, out of the way, hidden and subtle. A perfect environment for... it. I had no idea what it was, or just how adapted it was to the dark inside the cave. I had barely set foot inside it when I had felt something grab my ankles, causing me to fall backwards into something that was waiting for me. Even though it was dark I can still remember it was soft and very slimy but also strong. I was hoisted off the ground and upside down, the sudden vertigo assaulting my senses kept me from crying out for a few moments, long enough for whatever had caught me to wind around my waist, up my back and across my face, gagging
Stranded.Not a desperate situation, but a bit uncomfortable, at least, since the point of view of a warrior. This had to be a test.
Honestly, I'm unable to believe it was an accident what lead us to this place. Hmm...our mothership established a perimeter in this new system, and let drop some small short range ships that later reached for a place to land. All ok at the moment...but something funny happened to our ship, because the controls were jammed, radio and radar interrupted and useless. Seemed to be driven by some unknown power.
Our short range ship landed by itself and then simply shut down.
Fear was never a thought, since the thrill o
Machine Princess Daisy by nobody-kadaj, literature
Machine Princess Daisy
"Where... Where am I?" asked a young woman. She wore a highly-detailed dress tailored for royalty. Atop her head was a crown with several jewels, the front one being sent in the center of a flower-shaped decoration. The young woman, Princess Daisy of Sarasaland, looked up at the hole she fell through. It happened suddenly, but the ground opened up as she walked through a strange forest where the leaves were gray and the trunks resembled metal. As she looked around the place, Daisy recalled opting to explore the forest after finishing up her latest Smash Tournament. She regretted going it alone, especially now that she was down in a dark and unknown place, but it couldn't quite be helped. No one else wanted to come along and explore with her. Luigi, she could understand, but Mario and Peach declined, too, since the latter declared it forbidden. She even resorted to asking Wario, Waluigi, and even Bowser himself; none of them wanted to, and the latter avoided it due to its bizarre