Cash me outside, how 'bout dat
Halloween 2023
Lost again, where was she trying to go? Where was Preacher? She had to find him. He had to be around here somewhere, no way she could have lost him and herself at the same time. Where was she? It was pretty here, but not as pretty as it could be if her brother was with her. In the winter the willow branches were only long, flexible sticks that came down to make barely hidden coves. Sullen, hungry and a little on the angry side, Creature made her way through the trees. She hadn't found a suitable place to stop and eat, her mouth full with a tiny sprite of a wolf who had gotten too mouthy for their size.
It was late in the evening when she finally stopped, the thicker branches of a willow tree concealing her and her meal. Where was her brother? With a growl she set the wolf down, laying down around it like a lioness guarding her meal. The little white wolf hadn't stood a chance against the larger and stronger Creature, falling victim to the cannibal.
Creature made sure there was no one around her before she set about skinning the wolf between her paws. This one she didn't care if she tore it apart, it was full of holes and tears anyway from the way she had killed the poor sprite. Once that dark deed was done, Creature stripped a large bit of meat from the poor soul's haunches and chewed happily and noisily. No one else was around, so she didn't have to conceal her crime. Or so she thought...
 | Thread with caution: This wolf is capable of horrendous acts of violence and frequently enjoys eating other wolves; even family is not safe. She is highly unstable and will not hold herself back from snapping. Very mature rated, very brutal, be afraid. Be very afraid. As her brother, Preacher may crash any thread regardless of label or tag. |  |
Risks: Scarring, small loss of gems/skill points
Risks: Scarring, cosmetic disfigurement, temporary disabilities, moderate loss of gems/skill points
Risks: Scarring, cosmetic disfigurement, permanent disabilities, higher loss of gems/skill points
The sound of someone approaching caught her ears, causing them to perk up as her head sharply rose to lay crimson eyes on three figures before her. Growling at their sudden appearance, Creature rose to hover over her spritely meal in a protective fashion. This was her meal and she would defend it. Looking between the three beings, Creature could see they were waiting for something from her. What did they want if not her ghastly dinner? One seemed overly happy for what she witnessed, one seemed appropriately sad, and the other with the furrowed brow seemed as if she were taking too long to make a decision.
Without a word to them, Creature took a step towards the angry-looking male, wondering if she should leave her meal or keep it for later. She could always come back for it if she didn't get even more lost than she was already. Motioning for the male to show her whatever it was he wished to show her, Creature made her way to follow him.
| Thread with caution: This wolf is capable of horrendous acts of violence and frequently enjoys eating other wolves; even family is not safe. She is highly unstable and will not hold herself back from snapping. Very mature rated, very brutal, be afraid. Be very afraid. As her brother, Preacher may crash any thread regardless of label or tag. | |
As you follow, a thick smoke rolls in and masks sight and smell. Through watery eyes, you are barely able to follow the guide, but eventually the smoke begins to clear and you are hit with the strong smell of Sulphur. You take a step forward and the guide pulls you back slightly. Blinking the rest of the tears out of your eyes, you realize you're on the edge of a steep chasm- a chasm filled with bubbling lava. One wrong move and it's over.
The guide motions to a wobbly wooden bridge that connects down into a cave on the other side of the canyon.
The male seemed to relax a bit as Creature followed him, though a growing unease began to creep in on the monochromatic demon. That unease grew as a cloud of heavy smoke poured in from somewhere close by, choking Creature and stinging her eyes so badly they watered and drained down her cheeks. Blinking rapidly against the smoke and coughing, Creature barely managed to keep up with the dark stranger. Soon enough the smoke cleared, but another suffocating force rolled in. Rotten egg filled the air, sulfur was present. moving on, Creature made to take a step forward, but the Borzoi pulled her back. Forcing the tears from her eyes, Creature could see now there was a cliff that led to a very deep chasm below. She could have fallen to her death and then been instantly cremated, for at the bottom of the chasm lay a river of bubbling lava. Looking to her guide, those blood-red eyes seemed to say thank you but she would never utter the phrase out loud.
He said nothing in return, only motioned to what appeared to be a bridge and not a very stable one at that. On the other side of the bridge, there was a cave opening, and Creature wondered why the male was leading her there. This time, she let curiosity win, but she would not be stepping on that rickety bridge first. Motioning for the guide to go first, Creature waves her paw. It would be easier for her if she could see the way across rather than hoping she didn't fall. He had led the way so far, so Creature assumed he would lead her across the bridge as well.
| Thread with caution: This wolf is capable of horrendous acts of violence and frequently enjoys eating other wolves; even family is not safe. She is highly unstable and will not hold herself back from snapping. Very mature rated, very brutal, be afraid. Be very afraid. As her brother, Preacher may crash any thread regardless of label or tag. | |
In the struggle, you scrape your the outer side of your back right leg. It bleeds a little, but will heal just fine.
Inside the cave, warm lava lights the way. Small pools bubble and small streams flow from tiny cracks in the walls. Several boulders act as stepping stones across larger gaps, and small wooden bridges span other areas. Around the walls of the room, a thin edge navigates above any threat of lava. It is clear you need to get to the end of this room if you wish to continue your journey.
Creature waited for the dark, green-eyed stranger to lead the way but he didn't budge. Instead, he moved so fast Creature couldn't follow his motions and was behind her before she could blink. He pushed her, and while Creature fought with everything she had, he managed to drag her all the way across the bridge. She scraped her back right leg in the process, but it was only a scratch. Unceremoniously, the dark stranger deposited her and then walked into the cave. Creature let her curiosity win over going back across that bridge again.
Following the strange wolf into the cave, she is met by pools of hot lava everywhere, and several ways across them. It does not take Creature long to take the wooden bridges this time, as they seemed to be the surest way across all this lava. She could tell she needed to get to the other side of this room, something called to her this way.
| Thread with caution: This wolf is capable of horrendous acts of violence and frequently enjoys eating other wolves; even family is not safe. She is highly unstable and will not hold herself back from snapping. Very mature rated, very brutal, be afraid. Be very afraid. As her brother, Preacher may crash any thread regardless of label or tag. | |
Across the lava room stands a flat piece of smooth stone, so level and flat, it is as if thousands of paws had worn it over time. It looks cool to the touch and vaguely important. Surrounding it is a mote of lava, separated only by sharp stalagmites that impale it to point towards the open ceiling. There is no discernible path across. You know you must get there one way or another, but you're not sure you'll be able to go back the same way you came if you cross.
Risks: Scarring, cosmetic disfigurement, permanent disabilities, higher loss of gems/skill points
Everything was going smoothly until she heard a snap from beneath her paws. Scrambling to the other side before she could fall into the lava, she barely managed to make it across. The guide had helped her at the last minute, pulling her up as she scraped at the rocks with her claws. Before she could make it up, some of the lava bubbles and jumps up to splash her leg. Yelping and giving a sound somewhere between a roar and a scream, Creature lays there for a while trying to get the lava off of her without burning more of herself. When she finished, there was a large patch of branded skin that had lost its hair. Hair that would probably never grow back. Still, she forced herself to her paws, though her hind leg burned like holy hell and twitched from the pain. Red eyes scan the room she had barely reached, trying to find a way out of the cave. A large flat rock seemed to beckon her, its surface so smooth it seemed as if one could slide across it. Something about this stone called to her, something felt important about it and she tried to find a way over to it. There was a sizeable gap between her and the rock, filled with more lava, and she needed a way across. Looking to her guide she waited, her stare going into the glowing green of his. He would show her how he had to know. She tried again to be persuasive,
| Thread with caution: This wolf is capable of horrendous acts of violence and frequently enjoys eating other wolves; even family is not safe. She is highly unstable and will not hold herself back from snapping. Very mature rated, very brutal, be afraid. Be very afraid. As her brother, Preacher may crash any thread regardless of label or tag. | |
All you remember is the hot blazing heat and then... cool darkness. You awake outside of the chasm on a smooth, flat rock.
A familiar form kneels beside you, tending your wounds. It takes several blurry moments to realize this is not your guide, but a cluster of fireflies in a cloak the same color as your guide's fur. Your injuries are blindingly painful, but you will live; you can tell somehow by the way the fireflies buzz around you. One in particular will stand out, a deep, ugly wound that lies across your left hip, that will leave an impressive scar (about 6 inches long). You feel less knowledgeable at having gone on that adventure as well, losing 10 Fighting skill points.
You realize loosely how little sense that makes and you wonder if this is real, but a warm force closes your eyes and bids you to think of home, of safety. When you awake next, you are in a safe place, one which you might have imagined.
Look forward to peeks into the event, hiccups, and maybe some hints into the next adventure!
- No things here.
- Minor injury - right back outer leg
- Medium scar - outer left back leg
- Major Scar - left hip
- -10 Fighting skill points
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