GET. YOUR. ASS. OVER HERE!
"Squeak!"
The small creature squeaks out in fear from the small black dragon chasing it. Seems racist if you ask me... but then again, the dragon was the one who initiated the chase in hopes of eating something other than rock.
The small creature managed to find a small hole which, would you look at that, perfectly fits it and it makes it's escape.
AGH! Why can't I catch any of this little critters!?
Because you scream your location to them?
You want me to sneak attack them?
Absolutely. It's all-in-all a better way to hunt.
Fuck.. I guess you're right on that one.
Hah! I'm always right.
Yet your smarts manage to go left at the wrong times.
Hey, atleast I saved you thrice from those Flame Bodies.
Bitch, all you said was run.
But you were being an idiot and standing still, ofcourse I had to tell you to run.
Well I was thinking on what to do!
Thinking slower than a snail apparently!
Well if I think as slow as a snail, you think as slow as my dogshit Internet!
Bitch, it's your fault you didn't get a better Internet service provider!
Wel-
𝗕𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵.
𝘖𝘬, 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳.
𝗟+𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼+𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝘀𝗸+𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗰𝗮-
𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧𝘧.
𝗖𝗮𝗻'𝘁-
𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸.
Summary of what happened, it's been a good week in the surface. I love it here. The wind, the sunlight, and the grass. I can barely eat though, all I've been eating are fucking rocks and some bugs occasionally, which, by the way, taste disgusting.
Bad stuff that happened were... being attacked by those flame bodies, thrice. All I could do was run a and be an annoying little bitch with how small my body is.
I really need to learn how to fight back, I wanna beat their asses so badly. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘢𝘪-
𝗦𝗵𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘂𝗽, 𝗲𝗱𝗴𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗱.
𝘕𝘰, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱! 𝘐'𝘮 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦? 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰?
𝗔𝗻𝗱?
𝘔𝘢𝘯, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸.
𝗔𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝘁.
...𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘵𝘴?
𝗜𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗰𝘁𝘀.
...𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘰.
'...'
𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵—
Suddenly, my nose picks something up, something... tasty. Immediately my head flicks in the direction of the smell. I don't care if some big strong dude is there, I'm taking that good-smelling food for myself.
I bolt, light speed towards the direction, and my eyes form a glowing sperm... what the fuck am I sayi—?
My steps immediately come to a halt. I stare with my eyes. And I stand with my legs. I proceed to breathe with my lungs. And process the information with my brain.
...is it worth it to steal from... that?
𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗧 𝗧𝗢𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬 𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗖𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗥𝗢𝗔𝗥𝗦.
Four heads. Triple split jaws. Forked Tail. Leaf-like spines. One body.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥? 𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?
I look around and sure enough, there's none.
𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘯. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸? 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦? 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?
It seems to be waiting, is it trying to use its wonderous smell as bait? If so, I almost fell for it.
Anyways, if I remember correctly, it's fire type is methane mist and acid. It baits prey with it's sweet smell. It's diet are spiders and... small land creatures.
𝘋𝘰 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵? 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬 𝘪𝘵.
I also can't let it bite me even once if it does spot me. It's venom may not be as potent as that red snake guy which I forgot the name of, but it's pretty damn deadly still.
But...
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘺𝘦𝘳𝘴... 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥?
I looked up.
'...'
𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦.
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I'm currently being chased by a real life Venus Fly trap nightmare. I am NOT okay.
𝘈𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵!? 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵!
As if reading my mind, it showed how much it didn't like that by kindly shooting acid at me. Thankfully, they missed, L.
𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵... 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦.. 𝘮𝘦... 𝘈𝘓𝘖𝘕𝘌!
I jump and turn 180° in estimate and somehow my mouth instinctively shot... a blast. Right in one of their mouths. Pause.
𝗥𝗢𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗥𝗥.. 𝗢𝗙 𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗢𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘!
My body twists another 180° in estimate before landing on the ground. I think I just hit a clip. Mom get the camera!... mom...
𝗦𝗻𝗮𝗽!
𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦! 𝘕𝘰𝘸'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦! 𝘎𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦!
I ran and ran, dodging every little snap of its mouth directed at me. I'm not sure how I'm doing this, but I'm not complaining. Maybe it's the adrenaline I'm feeling.
I look back for a while, noticing the acidic shots sizzling the ground behind, because they missed me. Seriously, that's a skill issue.
Though.. now, it's time to pull what I call a tactical retreat.
I immediately dug and began eating more rock to escape. And I immediately heard roars of annoyance. The growls got farther and farther. I then heard a shot. Finally... they gave up...
... 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘶𝘱, 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘥. 𝘚𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴.
I proceeded to eat my way out of here. I wish I could've gotten something else to eat but I got out alive and that's all that matters.
𝘕𝘰𝘸... 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦—
𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧—
𝘍𝘜𝘊𝘒!
—𝗜𝗦 𝗨𝗣!
'...'
'...'
𝘋𝘖𝘕'𝘛 𝘚𝘊𝘈𝘙𝘌 𝘔𝘌 𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘉𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘋!
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𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗱.
𝘠𝘦𝘴.
𝗕𝘆 𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗶𝘇𝗲𝗱 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁?
𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴.
𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘀.
𝘺𝘦𝘴.
𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗱.
𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨.
...𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝘁𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻'𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱?
𝘠𝘦𝘴.
...𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂?
𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.
𝗡𝘂 𝘂𝗵.
This bastard. If only I could give him a gut check. Oh, how satisfying that'd feel. I'm already imagining it.
𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁?
𝘐 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘌𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴?
...𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗲𝗽𝗶𝗰𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝘀—
𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘴.
𝗙𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵.
Also, right now I realize, I need to get stronger. How? No fucking idea.
Do I just eat rocks my whole life in hopes that it somehow helps my growth? How many things am I supposed to simply just hope for?
Guess I'll go with the flow on this one.
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𝐒𝐨 𝐮𝐡𝐡𝐡𝐡𝐡𝐡, 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲? 𝐥𝐨𝐥? 𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐨? 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐧?