05-07-2016, 01:58 AM
Guu pointlessly rubbed her eyes with the stubs of her arms as she pretended she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. A gigantic temple expanded far into the distance. Vines and moss have long captured the outer stone brick walls that held everything together. Statues stood as tributes for unusual gods, most of which were unrecognizable to the princess, while the ones she did know didn’t well up positive memories.
From her past experiences, she never really was fond of worshippers as she wasn’t really a people abomination before the Omniverse, but she was endlessly impressed with what mortals can accomplish with that determination; they always seem to have a wide abundance of it. There’s something beautiful and terrifying about it, not that she would ever admit that.
“So that is where the asparagus is?” She asked her humble moogle guide.
“Yep, in the sanctuary. Luke Kuechley and his bodyguards probably still looking to find that star piece, kupo.” He responded. He was just happy his beloved Princess was not upset with his antics. “There’s a neutral aligned orc tribe in there, but they won’t cause us much trouble. We have to keep our eyes open for traps though. Kupo.”
Guu cocked an eyebrow.
“What is this, Dungeons and Dragons?”
“No, I don’t think there are any dragons in there my princess, kupo!”
She face stumped. Modern references were a waste on Moogles. Though, she did have a brief mental image involving Final Fantasy characters sitting around in a gaming shop to play some tabletop. It was deserving of a chuckle.
Silly hypothetical scenarios aside, she signalled to her companion with a swiping gesture.
“Let’s get going. Time to meet these asthmatics.”
“Yes maam!” He responded obediently. He stepped onwards and lead the way through the temple.
The pair crossed a large stone portal. Written on the walls were the fading text: “Enter on your own peril.” The air inside the temple was moist and thick. A chill was in the air as the smell of long dead corpses joined with the grassy scent of moss.
Not that Guu had a nose.
Pitchen had his eyes wide, carefully looking around the room, trying to gain a jump on whatever traps lay dormant in the darkness. The princess stepped with the grace of a emo goth at a church. However, while her body did not show it, her senses were also searching, wondering where the first trap will land.
However, the pair came to a sudden halt. They both spotted it, the first trap!
It was a cardboard box, propped up with a stick that’s tied to a rope. Laying inside, there was a single carrot, waiting on a china plate.
The two stare at the carrot for the longest time. They were wondering when the first trap would show itself, and for their sins, they got it.
After a few wordless moments, a hushed voice rings around a near corner.
“Get the carrot!” The voice stated exasperated, both yelling and whispering at the same time.
The box was way too small to capture either of them in.
Guu sighed heavily. She stretched an arm out across the room, causing the stranger from across the corner to yelp. She snatched up the carrot and quickly retracted her arm. Upon her appendage returning to its place, she offer the carrot to her ally.
However, before he could take it, a soft rumbling travelled through the entire temple. The pair looked around for the source, but the sound of gears turning quickly overtook it. The hallway they were standing in was shrinking. The walls were closing in!
The sound of manic laughter echoed down the hall of the stranger, a trap well laid, despite the hiccups.
From her past experiences, she never really was fond of worshippers as she wasn’t really a people abomination before the Omniverse, but she was endlessly impressed with what mortals can accomplish with that determination; they always seem to have a wide abundance of it. There’s something beautiful and terrifying about it, not that she would ever admit that.
“So that is where the asparagus is?” She asked her humble moogle guide.
“Yep, in the sanctuary. Luke Kuechley and his bodyguards probably still looking to find that star piece, kupo.” He responded. He was just happy his beloved Princess was not upset with his antics. “There’s a neutral aligned orc tribe in there, but they won’t cause us much trouble. We have to keep our eyes open for traps though. Kupo.”
Guu cocked an eyebrow.
“What is this, Dungeons and Dragons?”
“No, I don’t think there are any dragons in there my princess, kupo!”
She face stumped. Modern references were a waste on Moogles. Though, she did have a brief mental image involving Final Fantasy characters sitting around in a gaming shop to play some tabletop. It was deserving of a chuckle.
Silly hypothetical scenarios aside, she signalled to her companion with a swiping gesture.
“Let’s get going. Time to meet these asthmatics.”
“Yes maam!” He responded obediently. He stepped onwards and lead the way through the temple.
The pair crossed a large stone portal. Written on the walls were the fading text: “Enter on your own peril.” The air inside the temple was moist and thick. A chill was in the air as the smell of long dead corpses joined with the grassy scent of moss.
Not that Guu had a nose.
Pitchen had his eyes wide, carefully looking around the room, trying to gain a jump on whatever traps lay dormant in the darkness. The princess stepped with the grace of a emo goth at a church. However, while her body did not show it, her senses were also searching, wondering where the first trap will land.
However, the pair came to a sudden halt. They both spotted it, the first trap!
It was a cardboard box, propped up with a stick that’s tied to a rope. Laying inside, there was a single carrot, waiting on a china plate.
The two stare at the carrot for the longest time. They were wondering when the first trap would show itself, and for their sins, they got it.
After a few wordless moments, a hushed voice rings around a near corner.
“Get the carrot!” The voice stated exasperated, both yelling and whispering at the same time.
The box was way too small to capture either of them in.
Guu sighed heavily. She stretched an arm out across the room, causing the stranger from across the corner to yelp. She snatched up the carrot and quickly retracted her arm. Upon her appendage returning to its place, she offer the carrot to her ally.
However, before he could take it, a soft rumbling travelled through the entire temple. The pair looked around for the source, but the sound of gears turning quickly overtook it. The hallway they were standing in was shrinking. The walls were closing in!
The sound of manic laughter echoed down the hall of the stranger, a trap well laid, despite the hiccups.
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