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Spectacular Sameth:
--- Quote from: Blaze on May 30, 2007, 10:53:14 PM ---Even with alien women I was inept. Maybe I will accept and go into the cave. ANything would be better than becoming one of those things on the table whose blood dripped from the mask.
--- End quote ---
Alright, I decided. I was already here and I didn't want to die, so I might as well go.
"Sure," I said, trying to cut through the horrid sounds of her sobbing.
Man, I couldn't understand alien women, either. Stupid universe.
"You will?" she asked, looking up at me with bleary eyes. Aww...she still looked beautiful through the tears.
The next thing I knew, I was in one of the alien crafts on an icy planet, heading for the cave. One of the other aliens was debriefing me on the mission. Go, get the crystal, got it. Get out of my face. The alien sat down, content that I finally understood him after ten minutes. The aliens hooked me up to a winch and I was lowered down towards the cave.
"If you get in trouble," the queen said, "all you have to do is tug the cable three times. Hard pulls." She unceremoniously pushed me out of the craft. I tumbled through the alien air.
Blaze:
SOme sort of raptor intercepts him on his way down, and he feels like a worm on a hook.
Qualapec:
He hits the ground with a thud, and find himself surrounded by horrible, strange predators ready to eat his face if he so much as breathes.
~She-Wolf
Spectacular Sameth:
Ouch.
I hit the ground with a loud thud. Laying there for a while, I wondered how my life became this way. Oh yeah, the stupid satellite went out. Oh well. I stood up and started into the cave. The deeper I went, the darker it got. I frowned and pulled out a flashlight. When I flicked it on, I saw a whole bunch of predatory creatures surrounding me. Their fangs dripped with drool.
Huh...what should I do?
(Okay, I'm changing the game up a bit to be more of a character choice thing.)
Qualapec:
he stays perfectly still and waits for them to make the first move, then shoves his flashlight in the mouth of the immediate threat to life and limb.
~She-Wolf
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