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Old March 4th, 2013 (3:18 PM).
Cutlerine Cutlerine is offline
Gone. May or may not return.
    Join Date: Mar 2010
    Location: The Misspelled Cyrpt
    Age: 23
    Nature: Impish
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    > At voilet you shoud loot the store for goodies. In the meantime, make yourself comfortable and sing campfire songs to boost morale

    I pictured a rainbow
    You held it in your hands
    I had flashes
    But you saw the plan
    I wandered out in the world for years
    While you just stayed in your room
    I saw the crescent
    You saw the whole of the moon
    You were there in the turnstiles
    With the wind at your heels
    You stretched for the stars
    And you know how it feels
    To reach too high
    Too far
    Too soon
    You saw the whole of the moon

    You bellow out the chorus, leaping to your feet and playing wild air guitar, and as you launch into the second verse, you feel like you're right there onstage with the Waterboys.

    The Narrator believes that if you do not know this song, you're too young to be talking to him. Whippersnapper.

    > Pray to Tabiti before you eat and sleep, thank her for the fire, Honestly things have been going your way a bit since you started worshipping her.

    Another prayer to Tabiti? Seems a bit excessive, given how soon it would come after the last one. You don't want her to think you're faking it. If she gets that idea, perhaps she'll send flaming animals at you.

    Like Eldritch Cyndaquil.

    Of course, this relies on her being real, and that's not something you're really sure of yet – but still. You don't want to risk it.

    > After you eat the ham bone, you go to sleep and wake up in the morning and head for Violet City, slowly making your way to Goldenrod. There could be someone human there.

    Oh God that Hambone's good. You tear into it with all the subtlety of That Thing on seeing a particularly tasty face, and feel the hot meat juices run down your chin as they once ran down the chin of your caveman ancestors.

    Those ancestors have been figuring quite prominently in your Hambone-related thoughts of late.

    You can't quite finish the whole thing, but you put the leftovers in your Bag for later. This is in no way as bad an idea as it sounds.

    Othodox found some Delicious Meat Bits! Othodox put the Delicious Meat Bits in the Provisions Pocket.

    > You should keep your Dangerous Makeshift Knife close at hand while you sleep, after thinking those last words you've probably made it so something will go horribly wrong. After you wake up you should make your way to Violet City, but don't forget to harvest a berry and loot Mr Pokemon's house.

    Replete, you recline on your cushion and sigh lazily. You feel so good right now you don't even know how to express it: full of meat, wearing a dress and a Flowery Wreath and with your foot inside a stuffed toy. This, you think, is the life.

    That's not to say you're going to let your guard down – oh no. You're pretty sure you've used up your quota of deus ex machina rescues for the entire adventure, and if you fail to prepare properly you have a sneaking suspicion that you're not going to survive. While you hope most creatures will be afraid of the green firelight – after all, everything nearby must have seen the Eldritch Cyndaquil as it passed – you don't want to be left defenceless.

    I mean, think about it. Some bugs are attracted to light. Like Dustox. Big, scary moths with wings full of poisonous dust and eyes like evil, pitted moons. Imagine them all eldritched up and fluttering silently toward the fire in your sleep.

    Oh man. You are so glad this adventure isn't set in Hoenn.

    You are also going to be sleeping very, very lightly tonight.

    You keep the Dangerous Makeshift Knife close when you lie down to sleep, and derive some comfort from the way the glass blade flashes in the firelight.

    > While sleeping, try and access your Lucid Dream mode. Maybe you can access your locked memory or something.

    “Lucid Dream Mode, activate!” you cry, punching the air with one hand and screwing up your face in effort. A moment later you black out from lack of air.

    Well, so much for that.

    You sigh and try to get some sleep, but realise with some consternation that it's very hard to sleep when falling through the depths of the ocean. Sighing, you give up and drift upright instead, trying to see if you can swim back to the surface – but some downward current has a strong grip on you, and you can barely even move your arms against it.

    You're sucked down, and the water fades from green to blue to a murky indigo; the fish that flash past you are fewer in number now, and have great gulping mouths and bulging eyes that stir up icy fingers of horror in the pit of your stomach.

    The water stirs beneath you, black and inscrutable, and you suddenly know that something is down there, something that you do not want to see, something that must never come to light—

    You start awake violently. The fire has consumed the wood and moved on to burning the tiles, which have slowed its growth but not checked it, and sunlight is streaming through the open windows.

    Whoa. You're not sure if that dream was due to the disturbing events of the day before or your attempt to activate Lucid Dream Mode, but it was definitely terrifying. Mind you, that's becoming fairly run-of-the-mill now, so you were almost expecting it. Thanks to that, the bright sunlight and the encouraging proximity of your Dangerous Makeshift Knife, it takes only a few minutes for you to shake off the troubling dregs of the nightmare, and soon you gather up your items and head off outside.

    You only get as far as the doorstep before you freeze.

    The house is entirely surrounded by heaving, wheezing ropes of knotted flesh, tipped at either end with jagged blades. Each is about five feet long – although it's hard to be sure about that; there are so many, and they're so tightly packed, that the whole of Cherrygrove City seems to be one great, pulsating mass of warped flesh – and terminates in a massive, tumorous lump that's just about recognisable as a nose.

    It would seem they smelled the meat.

    Thankfully, it would also seem that something has stopped them entering the house.

    For information about A Grand Day Out, a bizarre short story in video game form, click here.