Title:           (Gay CYOA) Spooky Dungeon WIP
Author:          Pony_Azathoth
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/v3hQxDUV
First Edit:      Monday 12th of May 2014 12:53:16 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 12th of May 2014 12:53:16 AM CDT

You groan as you feel your aching body finally start to stir. You aren't sure where you where before, or how you got here now... or even who you are.
 
While you don't know *exactly* where you are, you do know kinda where you are after your eyes adjust for a moment. You see a dark stone floor beneath you, and dark walls around you. You realize pretty quickly you're in some kind of spooky dungeon. It's almost dead silent, but occasionally some super spooky sound comes from the halls around.
 
But first, let's take a better stock of your situation.
When you check your body to see if you are alright, what do you feel?
 
>wings
 
You flap your wings, they seem alright! It hardly seems to matter though, being trapped down here means that you can't fly anyway... But you turn your head and in the dark gloom you can see a door leading out of your little cell! There doesn't appear to be any other way in or out, so the door is probably your best bet.
 
>check door and room
 
You do both. Upon looking around the cell you see very little except for dust any dirt... and a very thin slice of fabric you were sleeping on earlier. You didn't even notice it, that's how thin and uncomfortable it was! But you do notice something else on the fabric too- You get closer and realize it's brightly colored- and then you figure out it's a pair of pink panties right there. You're not sure why those are there.
 
You also check out the door, you feel it's weight and size, but you can tell that it is not locked- you can leave if you wish! But you're not sure what's outside the door...
 
>Put on panties
>peak your head out the door
 
You approach the panties and slide them on, using your teeth to pull them up your legs. As they fit over your balls and more private areas, you shiver in delight at the touch of the soft fabric.
 
However now onto business- you walk to the door and gently open it a crack, peaking your head out. You see...
 
A blank, dark, boring hallway. How great. To the right of you it seems to curve a bit before coming to another door. To the left is a short hallway leading to nothing but a few crate and then just a dead end.
 
>Check crates
 
You go check out the crates.
 
Covered in a fine layer of dust and cobweb, you finally peel open the crate to reveal...
 
A pony staring up at you!
 
You jump back, but quickly shake your thoughts clear- it's a small shard of glass inside the box. You take a good look at yourself, because for some reason you can't seem to remember what you look like...
 
You are a muddy red pegasus. You are rather average looking, you'll be totally honest with yourself, but at least you aren't ugly. Your hair is a light brown. You also take a good look at your wings; they don't seem as sleek as some pony's wings, but they DO seem very soft and full of many wonderful feathers- a special feature all on its own! In the dark it is really hard to tell; but you're pretty sure your eyes and a nice sapphire blue. You crane your neck in vain, but you can't really get a good look at your backside with the mirror, so you just turn your head and see...
 
Nothing. You're a blankflank. You feel a bit disconcerted, but you just have to accept it for right now and move on.
 
Upon moving the first create out of the way, you get to the second crate. Within it is several small rolls of parchment paper, as well as an inkwell, but no quills.As old as they are, they still seem good, and you slosh the inkwell around in your hoof and you can feel some within it, since it was corked up it wasn't entirely dried out. At least not yet.
 
>take ink and scrolls
 
You tuck the scrolls and inkwell under your wing before approaching the next door. You decide to go carefully, so you get real close to the door and listen, and you actually hear something.
 
It sounds a bit like a bag inflating, but then the air sounds like it is leaking out. It keeps doing this over and over, very slowly but surely. It's something breathing. You then hear the creaking noise, and you sense something passing by the door, real close to the door. You lean back slightly in repulsion, whatever that thing you heard was, it was NOT normal. And you sure as hell don't want to ever see it.
 
You do realize that this door is not locked like the other one, but that noise but you on edge a little... The sound haunts your mind and you can't stop imaging what that thing was, and what it will sound like when it screams and chases after you...
 
No no, can't think about that. But what are you going to do? What can you do?
 
>sneak past thing
 
You gently go up to the door and veryyyy gently push it open. You're scared, you aren't going to lie. But as you peak out of the door, thankfully you don't see anything. You turn your head to the right, the way you think that thing went, and you also don't see anything. You take a few more brave steps out, and let the door slowly close behind you, but keep it open just a crack; you want to make sure you can duck back in there if you need to.
 
As you step into the area, you get a feel for it. You see straight ahead is a 4 way intersection of dungeon corridor, and you think there is a bath that branches all the way around. You think there are four large rooms around the center of this larger chamber; but you stop yourself short. In the gloomy dark you see a figure just a short bit away from you. It isn't moving, but neither are you! You're nearly scared stiff. You don't know if it is that thing from earlier or a brand new horror- what do you do?
 
>stand still
 
You watch the figure closely, ready to bolt if it moves. It does move, but you don't bolt as it gets just a little closer, not making a sound...
 
And as the shadow grows you realize that it has wings! And is about your size. But it's face is all wrong- horrible mutant ponies flash through your mind, but you quickly realize that it's a griffin!
 
It's eyes open wide as they see you, quickly looking left and right as if worried, before his wing opens up and points in a direction. He starts going that way, quiet as a mouse, with only a very, very slight 'tink' of his talons touching the rough stone floors of the dungeon.
 
>follow him
 
You follow the griffion and enter into a small door, he squeezes inside and urges you to come in too, before closing the door behind you very, very softly.
 
Once that is done, you look around the room. There is nothing much here except for some very old furniture and a small pile of random trash off in the corner. Your eyes adjust to the room pretty quickly; it has cracks and chipping walls, but otherwise seems fine. He whispers to you very softly, you finally hear his voice for the first time.
 
"Who are you? What are you doing down here?" He asked, looking rather surprised to see you.
 
-stop-
