22 Belly of storms part 2
7:53 am 8-10-2020
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I have the chain. But how do I go in there without getting fucked over my self? Looking at the links I search for an answer.
It's not all here so the rest is inside me in my magic satchel which doesn't need me to 'reach into it' to take what I want so couldn't I move it without touching it? More like... Continue to take it out without touching it right.
I can. A bit of a jaunt backwards leads to the main following me from out of the pile, I know it's coming out but it looks like I'm not meant to look at it coming out of my inventory since I don't know what the fuck is happening with the chain like if it's following me or if its just coming out from the pile it came out in and the end of the chain is following me. The only reason I don't think I'm holding it and walking is that I decided not to and my hands were griping each other from how unsettled I am.
Well, it works, let's not worry about the how.
Giving the storm at my back a meaningful stare I and my Leg finally enter Dark and Darker with a way to move in its borders.
Sound so loud I lose my SIGHT, I can't feel anything, can't smell anything, or taste anything, thunder so loud it overwhelms my brain functions. This is with my new resistance. For dire if my body this wasn't the tutorial for me I'd simply be gone.
For a moment I fear is pass out again, I panic when my eyes close, somehow I can tell there open, and snap open to see the land in.
I would have imagined my heart is beating faster but the constant reverberating of thunder not only stops me from feeling if my inner blood pump is still pumping but I can't even remember what a heartbeat feels like!
My movements are sluggish and unstable, my thoughts are mumbled and quiet in comparison to the outside world of screaming light tearing down and crashing from the sky.
But. I haven't passed out yet.
I look down at my right foot in front of me and slowly force my head upwards just getting to look ahead of me with a noticeable dip and lay my eyes on the prize.
The totem. The fucking totem. I literally made my first step in the 'journey'. And oh boy a journey it is away.
Is there obstacles? No, a flat plan to me and my goal. Is it far? No, Maybe a bit of a walk that way, like the distance from a house to a school building usually is. Any danger? Not that I see, other than the lightning that's ignoring for my more attractive friend.
... Nice pun myself.
Thanks I.
Fuck both of me.
Nah the prolum iz the world about me. Izz gravy heaver?
*SMAACK
"---!" ouch! Shit, I couldn't even hear myself yell that out! Giving Leg an irate look while rubbing my cheeks in pain. If I said something in sure the cute armed fucker would hear but unfortunately, those cheek slaps helped me, some type of mind gravity? As if everything else wasn't enough!
My feet feel weight down as I walk forward, lightning I imagined would have eat me jump to my tailing chain, like a school body on there hot teacher inviting them for studies.
I keep in mind not to slow in my already slow going walk over as I take interest in the wondrous bits of killer light dancing in the air and how the many, many bolts that went for me move over to my chain giving the illusion of a long invisible umbrella moving around us.
I feel I bout of unnatural fatigue slowing are treak forward accompanied by the ache of my body and the unbelievably loud explosions that I can't seem to get used to even while protected by my eight-armed octo armor.
Another explosion brings me to my knees
although I say something out loud I can't say if it was a curse or a mumbling jibberish that no human would be to understand. The air vibrates with a sort of power that nums and weakness my body and mind, the thunder constantly shifts me off balance and make it hard to think while sending drum beats in my chest that leave me gasping, the demolished ground beneath me is softer than anything I ever walked on while still holding me up, I found there's anything bigger than a grain of sand Hell a molecule. It's so broken it may as well be a huge solid-liquid mass.
A land that contradicts it's self.
「death percentage .03%」
I literally have no prosses in the movement of time. Not sure how I can not literally do that but so on!
Every step leads into a grunt of exertion and a pat on the back from the amazingly named, magic, alien, eight-limbed mollusk Leg that comes at me... I assume with some time between or not instantly.
My vision is swimming, my balance, did I mention this?
" " oh fuck oh geez it's the mother geez totem!
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It's so close! Not 3 feet from me now...
"...?"
Just a few steps. And... I'll
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Have it.
"!"
I'll have yo-!
My body gets yanked backwards so suddenly I think gravity reversed. Oh, wait it was Fucking Leg being a tossing git!
I tumble around on the ground do hard my vocabulary dipped into British there and shaking the haze my mind was in allowing me to see the 'totem' for what it is.
" " A large mudgub.
The ground grew, twisted and bulged in a way akin to water before the tension breaks, grains fall by the wayside and a area in the shape of a circle at least four times my size emerges. The dent in the ground gradually becomes deeper until it reaches a point where half my body would fit. One last rumble before a large terrestrial fish emerges with a physique similar between the cross of a tadpole and the head of a fish with the fins to match.
Lightning as always flashes giving me more details, it's body is somehow both slimy and sandy, small bulbous eyes sit at the crown of its head possibly giving it prey vision, it's head is by far the largest part of its body and its mouth, now fully open, could fit half of my body in with one bite.
Why the fuck are you here?
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{It's called a mudskipper dude}
「terror of the sallows」
[Level – 5
Exp. (3_20)
Class –
Race – mudskipper
Alignment – survival]
—!Physical stats!—
HP – 5
SP – 2
ATTACK 1
DEFENSE 3
STR – 2
END – 4
DEX – 1
AGL – 3
SPEED – 1.1
STAMINA – 5
?—mental stats—?
INT – 1
WIS – 3 (eye for survival)
PER – 5
CHA – 2
*metaphysical*
Energy – 0
Energy skill – .1
Fuel efficiency – /5
LCK – .2
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A MUDSKIPPER that has found its way to this land of constant heavenly punishment, this one seems to be adapting to its new environment but not to the point it should be here.
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Like I said 'why the fuck are you here?' And sallows? Shouldn't it be 'shallow-'
Before I can close of my thought I'm rudely interrupted by a mudgub about twice my size from head to tip and wide as a- fucker!
Once again I trip over tail strike that aimed to put me on the ground, but thanks to my now trash footwork... Leg is doing most of the work. Speaking of leg, I'm very tempted to have my bio armor one shot the creature but I have a feeling kills by my buddy won't give me XP, but that could have been a distancing with that giant fish fuck.
I grab legs extending tentacle likely saving my adversary's life on account of the fact I want them hands to my self... protecting me while I fight.
" !" Come at me.
Damn it. A quick check at my physical health tells me reinforcement is still activated, also letting me know I haven't been long, and how I compare. I can't put strength with my point nine, endurance is much lower and so is defense, no out speeding in any way! Wait my actual SPEED is higher! I can run away, nice to know.
Running head on I noticed that while compared to me this creature should be a god it has no real attacking ability. It's still a mudgub after all.
Hoping about i doge attacks that I would expect to come but don't (I'll need to fix that later) until I'm well within kicking ass position, I'm gonna kill this fucker Campione style and get that sweet, sweet XP~
"﹁rush punch﹂ "
In a dazzling display of, I miss. It didn't doge I just missed. And that's before it even jumped past me. Wait what?
Sand flys in a whirlwind past me forcing me to cover my front for protection, but this just leaves me open from behind where the sound of a crash in the ground some distance from me is my only delayed warning for the wind that knocks me back- DON'T DROP THE CHAIN!
Rolling around on the ground in a panic I scramble up to see if I'll die for fighting a level five who's first and only move was to move away from me. Seeing the chain is still... protecting me I assume vigilance of the dry fish shithead in-front of me. I didn't see it move, it was there then it wasn't.
This was dumb.
How much XP wild it give me...
Wiping the drool from my mouth I make a new plan. A better plan. Trust me I got it this time.
Confidently pointing at the blank space in front of me I yell out, least I think I did, "Grab the fucker! Hold em' down wile I kill em'!"
Leg seems confused but complies in stretching its arm out at the empty space while I run in with a triumph shout of ﹁rush punch﹂ hiring the so soft ground beneath whet my opponent sat.
What the fuck?
Standing rapport still I survey my surroundings only to see that bag of XP skipping away...
How many rush punches would it take to get through it's defense?
「13」
『Fow weguwaw defense but with the defense wv bonus iwt wouwd be 5x thawt amount.』
...But... my Xp...
『Uwu wewe bwown away o the totem.』
Turning so quick I pop my back I'm greeted with the main objective "At least I have you!" I say draping my self over its cool surface. And notice the lack of lightning. Looking about shoes me a metal bar? Stretches around the totem, but unlike with my chain no sky raining death (that should be an attack) comes near, an invisible shield of sorts protects mey.
Well, that was a thing. Mey? What is that Englishman? Hm.
The day's woes finally catch up to me, bones jelly, and blood lead it was inevitable I would need take a sit. Or take a fall.
I fell by the way. In a heap of sore limbs and in vibrating insides I lay down in front of my goal. Shit now. Got to... Got too.
I try for sitting up but fail, much to tired to get up.
I'll. Rest here a bit...
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12:14
9-14-2020
It's set September 19 now what the heck happened? 12:39 am
