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castleinthemist2012-02-19 08:01 pm
broke_the_world) wrote in castleinthemist2012-02-19 08:01 pm
Dungeon 001 [Open to all]
It was dark, darker than the thought it was going to be. Why did he feel so heavy and cold? Was this really what it all was supposed to feel like? He wasn't sure. Hermit felt his tail twitch and slowly opened his eyes. Why could he still move, that made no sense. Unless...unless he wasn't dead. Yellow eyes snapped open to see he was inside something dark. He jolted to his feet and pressed tiny paws against the cold stone. This wasn't where he normally woke up so where was he. He tried to push but nothing happened.
He felt the wall with his hands, moving slowly as he followed it. It was round and there was something in the middle. But as he moved the ground shook and moved. He was inside something that wasn't very stable at all. Why was he even here? Was this some new part of The World, was this heaven or was it hell? Either way this isn't what he had wanted. He went around and around for what felt like forever in the darkness. Just how big was this room? In this inky darkness he had no idea if he'd gone around more than once or if he was still going around the gigantic room. He needed light. He held out his hand and in a flash of purple, that could be seen from the outside through the cracks of the sarcophagus, a twig appeared. He poked the wall and suddenly green data spread over the entire sarcophagus and vanished, deleted from existance. Standing in the small alcove was a small black and white cat boy in green armor holding a black stick.
His yellow eyes scanned the sarcophagus room, tail twitching behind him. This couldn't be heaven or hell...could it? So it had to be The World. But why was he still here? He sniffled, feeling the tears well up in his eyes.
"It isn't fair...why? Why am I still here?"
He felt the wall with his hands, moving slowly as he followed it. It was round and there was something in the middle. But as he moved the ground shook and moved. He was inside something that wasn't very stable at all. Why was he even here? Was this some new part of The World, was this heaven or was it hell? Either way this isn't what he had wanted. He went around and around for what felt like forever in the darkness. Just how big was this room? In this inky darkness he had no idea if he'd gone around more than once or if he was still going around the gigantic room. He needed light. He held out his hand and in a flash of purple, that could be seen from the outside through the cracks of the sarcophagus, a twig appeared. He poked the wall and suddenly green data spread over the entire sarcophagus and vanished, deleted from existance. Standing in the small alcove was a small black and white cat boy in green armor holding a black stick.
His yellow eyes scanned the sarcophagus room, tail twitching behind him. This couldn't be heaven or hell...could it? So it had to be The World. But why was he still here? He sniffled, feeling the tears well up in his eyes.
"It isn't fair...why? Why am I still here?"
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"And, uhm, it's a bit part of my duties, protecting people that are in need to, and such?"
While technically true, it was still a rather naive outlook. After all, in reality, it often didn't quite work out like that.
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"Thank you. That means a lot. I'm glad you're my new friend."
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...That did bring her to a question she had wanted to ask for a while now.
"Uhm, I apologize if this is rude but...are all people cats where you come from...?"
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Oh, I see. That's how you would call the people-into-the-story person, right?
[Cordelia had very different connotiations for the word 'avatar', surprising her quite a bit at first, but she made the connection quickly enough.]
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