06-05-2015, 05:39 PM
On my way to the lighthouse from a sudden teleportation scheme I had no idea of, I stumbled upon a pink[?] girl[?] insde my lovely home[?]. Out of sheer obligatory reasons, I bit her with my PERFECT WHITE TEETH( sarcasm) which immediately got responded with a knock on my cranium, causing my limped leg to lose control and ultimately loosing balance. Heck, it didn't really hurt, if only I didn't fall down the damned stairwell and cracked my skull open like nut. "Awwtsuu..." was all I can say from the experience and the roughly patched teeth. I had no choice but to retreat, taking my makeshift rotorblade sword leaningmon the wall with me. Pressing a hand at the little gash on my head, black anomaly mist kept leaking out like a broken faucet. I felt dizzy just trying to ignore the warm feeling surging inside me as more of the cold mist escaped from my form.
-timeskip to the afternoon since my writer doesn't have much time and tells me to do this quick before he goes to sleep-
I arrive in a steady incline, a concrete road just beside me. Somehow, the bracing I made for my arm and leg held out after an arduous walk from the lighthouse. Just as I was about to take another labored step, I stumble and fall, rolling down a gentle slope and gathering mud and leaves in the process as I stop with an "Oomph!" Recovering from the spiral daze, I walk forward, seeking some sort of foothold as I grab on to a tree trunk, hugging it like a favorite pillow. Well, I hugged it too much and the rather thick trunk snapped in half, the rest of the tree falling down on the forest floor. With a little fidgety motion, I walk beside the fallen trunk, leaning a hand along its side.
A few minutes of aimless wandering, I meet a familiar figure, the kid with a nice hat I met at the barrack's halls. There's something different about him though, he feels like..."an anomaly?" Confused, I approach him cautiously, he might try to jump on me and my hapless form. Once I confirmed he wasn't going to attack, I release a sigh of relief. "Hi! I'm Carn. Carn is hurt, bad." I point out my wounds and the new gash on my head. "I seem to have stumbled on something wrong a few times, overall, I am enjoying the-uuuh....gammuuh," I wonder why everything seems to be a meshed hue of things? I shake my head, hoping to knock out the daze. It proves effective, too effective as it knocked me out as well. The only thing I managed to say was "Who are you?"
Somehow, all of that was just inside my head as something else literally went inside my head as well. A nail.
"This is the narrator speaking, Carn is temporarily Out-Of-Order as we try to troubleshoot any problem inside the Anomaly, please standby. If you want to make use of Carn, please do so, talk to the anomaly in the exit and you'll be rewarded accordingly. Also, our writer seems to be in a hurry so Narrator out."
A few seconds in, the remnants of what was once Carn, me, starts to release more of the black anomaly mist in an air burst explosion. Inhaling it would prove unhealthly to organic life as the black mist envelopes a large area of the grid, deforming trees into twisted shapes of corrupted life.
-timeskip to the afternoon since my writer doesn't have much time and tells me to do this quick before he goes to sleep-
I arrive in a steady incline, a concrete road just beside me. Somehow, the bracing I made for my arm and leg held out after an arduous walk from the lighthouse. Just as I was about to take another labored step, I stumble and fall, rolling down a gentle slope and gathering mud and leaves in the process as I stop with an "Oomph!" Recovering from the spiral daze, I walk forward, seeking some sort of foothold as I grab on to a tree trunk, hugging it like a favorite pillow. Well, I hugged it too much and the rather thick trunk snapped in half, the rest of the tree falling down on the forest floor. With a little fidgety motion, I walk beside the fallen trunk, leaning a hand along its side.
A few minutes of aimless wandering, I meet a familiar figure, the kid with a nice hat I met at the barrack's halls. There's something different about him though, he feels like..."an anomaly?" Confused, I approach him cautiously, he might try to jump on me and my hapless form. Once I confirmed he wasn't going to attack, I release a sigh of relief. "Hi! I'm Carn. Carn is hurt, bad." I point out my wounds and the new gash on my head. "I seem to have stumbled on something wrong a few times, overall, I am enjoying the-uuuh....gammuuh," I wonder why everything seems to be a meshed hue of things? I shake my head, hoping to knock out the daze. It proves effective, too effective as it knocked me out as well. The only thing I managed to say was "Who are you?"
Somehow, all of that was just inside my head as something else literally went inside my head as well. A nail.
"This is the narrator speaking, Carn is temporarily Out-Of-Order as we try to troubleshoot any problem inside the Anomaly, please standby. If you want to make use of Carn, please do so, talk to the anomaly in the exit and you'll be rewarded accordingly. Also, our writer seems to be in a hurry so Narrator out."
A few seconds in, the remnants of what was once Carn, me, starts to release more of the black anomaly mist in an air burst explosion. Inhaling it would prove unhealthly to organic life as the black mist envelopes a large area of the grid, deforming trees into twisted shapes of corrupted life.
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