- >You can’t see much of anything at the moment.
- >All around you is pitch black.
- >You try to feel around you but realise you have no arms
- >OH SHIT
- >Where the hell did they go?
- >At least your still conscious
- >You think.
- >You suddenly feel queasy, as the darkness seems to writhe before your eyes.
- >A light appears in the darkness.
- >It seems rather far away but you try to move towards it.
- >You feel like you’re making some headway, albeit still without a physical form.
- >The light is growing a bit brighter now, and it’s growing?
- >You keep propelling yourself towards the glowing ball.
- >As you, for lack of a better term, float towards it, you can see images all around you.
- >Your apartment
- >Your parents
- >The metro station on fire
- >A forest
- >Wait
- >Forest?
- >And its beneath you?
- >Suddenly the world fully shifts around you.
- >It’s still dark but you can see a night sky.
- >The stars are burning quite bright.
- >You try and make out any constellations, but fail too.
- >They seem so close too.
- >Maybe you should try and get your bearings.
- >But first, is everything accounted for?
- >Arms and Legs? Check.
- >Torso? Obvious Check.
- >Suitcase full of stuff? Check.
- >Ground beneath your feet? NOT CHECK.
- >Deciding to give an appropriate reaction, you finish the expletive you started back in the metro as your hurtle towards the ground.
- >”Hey brain, don’t we have a contingency plan for this?”
- >Hey man don’t look at me, you’re the one in control here
- >”OK FINE”
- >Panicking you mumble a few words and your decent finally begins to slow.
- >Not fast enough however as you crash into a tree with a sickening thud.
- >Thankfully you landed on your suitcase instead of some fleshy part of your body.
- >Your safely on the ground now, in what appears to be the thick forest you saw earlier.
- >Nothing appears to be broken, but you decide to check the contents of your bag.
- >Thankfully everything is ok except for-
- >Oh shit
- >The emergency fail-safe get-the-fuck-outta-here tabs.
- >Almost all of them are broken.
- >And the one left is chipped.
- >Fucking.
- >Fantastic.
- >Unless you can find access to a Line, you’re trapped.
- >Anon: Resist the urge to cry deeply
- >*Anon rolled a 20 on his Not-A-Pansy Check*
- >Crit success!
- >You’ve been in worse situations before!
- >Ok, maybe not, but there is no reason to lose hope
- >Right?
- >You grab your suitcase and try to check your bearings
- >You decide to check our compass to see which way is north
- >The fucking thing is spinning in all directions
- >Of course.
- >Well, the forest looks thinnest over there, why not try in that direction?
- >”Wow, you’re making sense for once?”
- >You know it baby. It’s a matter of survival now
- >”Sometimes I don’t give you enough credit”
- >Taking your common senses sage advice, you begin a trek through the bush towards the thinner parts of the forest.
- >The trees here seem just a little bit off to you.
- >Their color seems just a little...
- >Bright?
- >And cartoonish?
- >Probably just some after effects of the transport gone wrong messing with your eyes.
- >The forest is really thinning out now.
- >You can see a stream of water in the distance and a cobblestone bridge going over the water.
- >At least there are people around here.
- >You make your way over to the bridge.
- >The craftwork on it is a little spotty, and looks smaller than intended.
- >As you cross the bridge, you notice that the moon is starting to sink in the night sky.
- >Wait.
- >Its sinking really fast.
- >Like hella fast.
- >And just like that the moon is gone, and the sun begins to rise.
- >You must have hit your head on the way down or something.
- >Out in the distance you can see what appears to be a small town of sorts.
- >Which is also brightly coloured?
- >Fucking hell, what is it with this place?
- >There is a path leading towards the town.
- >Where there are buildings, there are people.
- >And hopefully a metro so you can get home.
- >It seems like you’ve been walking forever.
- >Damn you must really be out of shape.
- >You take out your mp3 and decide to play some walking music to help with the slow pace.
- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u0G12EBW4KY
- >You absolutely love this silly medley.
- >The town begins to come more into view now. The first building you spot is a...
- >Is a..
- >You are not quite sure what the hell it’s supposed to be.
- >It looks like a mash up of a high-end beauty salon and a circus big top.
- >There’s a tiny window by the door.
- >You decide to peek through to see if anyone is there.
- >All you can see are mannequins?
- >Horse Mannequins?
- >Just where the fuck are you?
- >You decide to fore go knocking on the door.
- >Hopefully you can find somewhere a little less...
- >Eccentric?
- >You continue to walk towards the town.
- >It looks like your in some sort of rural township of sorts, but the buildings are all weird.
- >Like if they were built to exaggerate something rather than be for practical uses.
- >Further into town you spot a large tree.
- >Wait.
- >Tree House?
- >Its like someone built a home into a large tree.
- >You’re starting to get a bit freaked out now.
- >Just where the hell are you?
- >You walk over to the Tree/House/Whatever it is, and peak through one of the windows.
- >You’re starting to feel like a burglar with all the snooping your doing.
- >Looking inside, you can see the walls are lined with books.
- >Shelves upon shelves of BOOKS.
- >It must be a library of some sort.
- >You try the handle on the tiny door, as if things couldn’t get any stranger.
- >To your surprise it’s open.
- >A small bell rings as you open the door.
- >Shit.
- >You hear a voice from up top.
- >"I’ll be with you in a second!"
- >Obviously a female voice, although with a higher than normal pitch.
- ”It’s no problem mam, I was just wondering if you could point me in the direction of the nearest metro, I seem to be a bit lost.”
- >You hear a sort of, tapping coming from the back of the library.
- >Turning towards one of the doors you see a small purple horse open it.
- >What.
- >WAT
- >A talking small purple horse?
- >It stares at you.
- >You stare at it.
- >Your mind is going a mile a minute.
- >Uh bro, don’t you remember protocol?
- >OH FUCK.
- >FIRST CONTACT?
- >AND YOUR HERE MAKING IT?
- >THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT THEY TELL YOU IN YOUNG-TRANSPORTERS NOT TO DO.
- >You bolt out the door.
- >The horse, at least you thought it was a horse, lets out a deafening shriek.
- >Suddenly you can hear a commotion stirring in all of the houses.
- >As if things couldn’t get any worse, more tiny horses begin emerging from their homes.
- >You keep running, feeling their stares at your back.
- >Fuck it dude, just keep going!
- >”Now is not the time brain”
- >GOTTA GO FAST
- >You haven’t run so fast in years.
- >On a scale of 1-10 on how fucked you are, it’s at least a 15.
- >You can’t even begin to imagine the shit you’d be in back home.
- >That is if you are even on earth anymore.
- >For now its best just to keep running.
- >You’re finally a fair ways out of the town when you decide to take a peak back.
- >It doesn’t look like any of them followed you.
- >Regardless you make for the forest where you first landed.
- >You cross the bridge again and make for your crash site.
- >You find it relatively easy with the broken canopy.
- >Damn that was a big hole.
- >You decide to sit down for a moment and catch your breath.
- >Of all the things that could happen, this was pretty bad.
- >Or was it?
- >First off, no one knows you here.
- >Second, you don’t even know where HERE , is.
- >Third, you suddenly have no responsibilities whatsoever.
- >Well, that’s not so true, considering what will happen to you if the authorities back on earth find out about this.
- >For now its best just to play it safe and hide out for a bit and figure out a little more about where you are.
- >You pull out your travel case, which happens to contain a small pad of paper and a pen.
- >You jot down everything that happened so far in detail
- >If you’re going to be investigated over this, you may as well keep notes to try and prove that it was a complete accident.
- >You sigh deeply, and your stomach growls in response.
- >You remember you haven’t eaten much in the last 24 hours.
- >Maybe you should look for some food?
- >You stand up, but before beginning your trek, you hear voices coming from behind you.
- >”I think it went this way!”
- >That’s the same voice the purple horse had earlier.
- >”Rainbow, see if you can see anything from above!”
- >Rainbow? What kind of a name is Rainbow?
- >Forget it dude, just book it!
- >Right-o brain.
- >You take off with your suitcase in hand.
- >The last thing you want is to be taken prisoner by a bunch of colourful horses.
- >You make for the thicker part of the woods.
- >Before you get very far, you hear a thick western accents from behind you say...
- >”I gottem’ over here! You ain’t getting away from me!”
- >Shit, this must be one of their enforcers.
- >FULL PANIC MODE
- >You turn around and it’s a bright orange horse with a cowboy hat on its head, and a lasso in its mouth.
- >If you weren’t so panicked, you would probably laugh.
- >You decide to try your luck and continue running.
- >Too bad you are about as lucky as a black cat walking under a ladder.
- > As soon as you make for the trees, you feel yourself constricted by the rope.
- >You FLIP THE FUCK OUT
- >Pulling as hard as you can has little effect on the slippery undergrowth of the forest.
- >Instead you slip and crack your head off a nearby rock.
- >Thanks dude that felt great.
- >”SHUT IT BRAIN NOT NOW”
- >You can hear more steps from behind you.
- >”I got em girls!” you hear the orange horse say.
- >Suddenly there are 6 different color horses all staring at you and your now bleeding head.
- >”What should we do with em?” the orange one asks.
- >”I don’t want anything to do with the ghastly creature.” Says the white one with the purple mane.
- >”There's only one thing we can do right now, Spike, take a letter”
- >Your vision is starting to fade, you must be blacking out.
- >The last thing you hear is:
- >”The Princess will want to know about this.”
- >Oh great.
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