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it was set in this really gray, miserable suburban area, not a slum but a city that suffered from urban decay ala. winnipeg
i was watching a teenaged dude walk home from high school when he was approached by a super cheerful girl who seemed excited to talk to him\\
it was painfully cheery and the dude noticed it and went along\\
the girl left but looked at him weirdly\\
he walks home, his friend greeted him part way down the sidewalk, a diminutive, brown-haired guy, he was kind of a teasing jerk but still fairly kind\\
he said all the girls he knows have been talking about the dude and that he wishes people would come after him like that\\
the dude chuckles nervously, talks for a bit more, then turns to open his back fence and enter his home through the back door\\
he comes into his house, and is about to go upstairs to the rest of his house from the back entrance when he notices he didn't lock the back door\\
he goes and locks it, feeling unsafe, and when he does he hears someone try to open the door, pounding on it briefly before walking away\\
he gets a flash in his mind like a half-remembered dream, something about making girls go crazy for him\\
he begins to lock and seal everything down in preparation for that night\\
my dream ended there but another one started\\
this one was about me\\
i was in a concrete stairwell, warm sunlight filtered in through the windows, i went down the stairs, past a conrete landing with two doors, and to the bottom of the stairwell, with an unusually narrow and short door more meant for crawling and crouching than walking through\\
i passed through it and ended up in a concrete hallway, with a few short pieces of stairs as it descended, it curved to the left in front of me\\
i went down it and saw another hallway, to the right after two meters was a wall with a window letting light filter in, and a door on the wall to the right of the window's wall\\
directly ahead of me was a door leading to a large rectangular room with a stairwell going down, to the left of that door near the roof, however, was a little passage/vent thing to the same room\\
to my left was a long hallway leading to aother rectangular room with a stairwell\\
i meander about a bit, before finding something written down talking about spores resting in books, rendering people subject to latent infections\\
a woman rushes by me and i follow her, trying to tell her she's okay and there's no pathogens here, but she wouldn't hear me
i manage to catch up to her by the narrow crawlspace door, where she turns and seemingly smiles to me, before i hear this sickening groan and crashing sound behind me\\
i run to check on it, and i see a vague outline of something in the doorway to the rectangualr stair room\\
i climb into the little passage to look from the safety of there\\
and i see a truly disgusting, hulking fascimile of a person, with flesh fused and unfused binding its face like a plastic bag, bloody, raw flesh straining around its deformed bones, its teeth gnashing in agony\\
it begins to thunder around, trying to find and kill anything it can\\
i spend the rest of the dream hiding from it, in the passageway, on top of doors, and so on
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Amber, rapture of wilderness, chaos of maelstroms, bone-breaking laughter, \\
rider of the Vortex's edge, open to the heart of thy lowly servant.\\
To the righteous will of the seeker of thine guidance, heed.\\
Meet blood with blood, taboo breaker. Bind! Crushing flesh, twisting mind, constrict!\\
Feed your thirst, bury him underhill, kill!
Formidable Azure, approaching storm, bringer of Death, searing whip, \\
executioner's blade, open to the heart of thy lowly servant.\\
To the one approaching as storm, cutting as axe, rising as Death, to me praying to thee, answer. \\
My foe to the depths of pain, into the Vortex of suffering, throw.\\
While you Torture tear him from within, be slow.\\
When he cries out to thee, his voice begging mercy, be silent.
Crimson, furious, color of avengers and prophets, banner of the righteous, \\
essence of blood, grant power to thy warrior messenger.\\
Me, thy faithful warrior messenger, recall.\\
Sharpen my blade, my strike with thy destructive might, provide.\\
Blood and nerve from my foes' sinews, yield.\\
Guide the edge of my sword, my target - slay.
Emerald, heavy and viscous as tar, enveloping canopy, invulnerable shield, \\
arbiter of scales, bestow thy power to this venerable warrior.\\
To me, who raised the vengeful hammer, listen.\\
Fiendish plot of the heretic, who dares resist, twist.\\
His treacherous soul, chaotic and insane, banish.
Cold-blooded Argent, unbendable backbone, treasury of the forsaken kingdom,\\
patron of the takers, strenghten thy servant.\\
The one who listens to thee, searches for thee, and is blindly obedient, shall be answered.\\
The skin of the Keeper, his tendons, ligaments, and muscles, shall be hardened.\\
His heart, open to Lympha of all colors, shall be warmed.\\
Wasters of all colors who dare to give, shall be tortured.
Violet, vibrant chameleon of colors, mysterious tale,\\
lair of the Arcane, come to my core, aid in my vengeance,\\
battling a hideous, wicked, unfamiliar foe, help me.\\
By lies and deceit, the one who challenges my righteousness, shall die.\\
The one who watched me, in hope of exposing my weakness, be blind.\\
His color shall fail, his hammer shall fall, his voice - shall quiver.
[[folder:Fury]]
i did not write these, i am saving them here for easy access
Amber, rapture of wilderness, chaos of maelstroms, bone-breaking laughter, \\
rider of the Vortex's edge, open to the heart of thy lowly servant.\\
To the righteous will of the seeker of thine guidance, heed.\\
Meet blood with blood, taboo breaker. Bind! Crushing flesh, twisting mind, constrict!\\
Feed your thirst, bury him underhill, kill!
Formidable Azure, approaching storm, bringer of Death, searing whip, \\
executioner's blade, open to the heart of thy lowly servant.\\
To the one approaching as storm, cutting as axe, rising as Death, to me praying to thee, answer. \\
My foe to the depths of pain, into the Vortex of suffering, throw.\\
While you Torture tear him from within, be slow.\\
When he cries out to thee, his voice begging mercy, be silent.
Crimson, furious, color of avengers and prophets, banner of the righteous, \\
essence of blood, grant power to thy warrior messenger.\\
Me, thy faithful warrior messenger, recall.\\
Sharpen my blade, my strike with thy destructive might, provide.\\
Blood and nerve from my foes' sinews, yield.\\
Guide the edge of my sword, my target - slay.
Emerald, heavy and viscous as tar, enveloping canopy, invulnerable shield, \\
arbiter of scales, bestow thy power to this venerable warrior.\\
To me, who raised the vengeful hammer, listen.\\
Fiendish plot of the heretic, who dares resist, twist.\\
His treacherous soul, chaotic and insane, banish.
Cold-blooded Argent, unbendable backbone, treasury of the forsaken kingdom,\\
patron of the takers, strenghten thy servant.\\
The one who listens to thee, searches for thee, and is blindly obedient, shall be answered.\\
The skin of the Keeper, his tendons, ligaments, and muscles, shall be hardened.\\
His heart, open to Lympha of all colors, shall be warmed.\\
Wasters of all colors who dare to give, shall be tortured.
Violet, vibrant chameleon of colors, mysterious tale,\\
lair of the Arcane, come to my core, aid in my vengeance,\\
battling a hideous, wicked, unfamiliar foe, help me.\\
By lies and deceit, the one who challenges my righteousness, shall die.\\
The one who watched me, in hope of exposing my weakness, be blind.\\
His color shall fail, his hammer shall fall, his voice - shall quiver.
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i
i
Amber, rapture of wilderness, chaos of maelstroms, bone-breaking laughter, \\
rider
i went to the plaza, and the floor plan was interesting\\
it was three stories, with the top storey being the roof. it was shaped like a square with doors along the perimeter walls and a corridor or door to the outside at each of the
on the first floor, it was more poorly lit and just covered in strange plants and large, closed flowers\\
i was drunkenly stumbling my way around before people from the floor above began to shout down, scared, telling me to come up quick but to be very careful\\
i stumble up the stairs and there's a couple dozen people on the second floor and a couple dozen more on the third floor
this is some kind of
Meet blood
everyone is dirty and seem to have something wrong with
Feed your thirst, bury him underhill, kill!
Formidable Azure, approaching storm, bringer
they run me through what the situation is\\
apparently the plants on the floor below (and which curl and grow slightly on the upper floors) are all the same entity, some kind of
executioner's blade, open
it kills and infects humans with some pathogen contained in its spores, but can only aerisolize spores when the flowers bloom\\
it's not supposed to be able to bloom in sunlight, but since it grew during the night it's on the verge of blooming, and apparently excessive vibrations could cause a flower to begin to bloom and produce spores and kill people\\
which is why they don't let people go down to that floor\\
they're trapped in the resort since the flowers have overgrown the doors on the first floor\\
i spent a while exploring the top two floors before deciding the only way we were going to survive was to do something in the basement or on the first floor\
and i called everyone to listen to me propose a plan before i was struck with a vivid memory there of me having done this exact thing before and getting their support, as if i'd been there since the start for seemed like months\\
and then the words in the original speech changed, screaming "yuu'koth" in some alien tongue over and over again in unison, as if the flowers had entered my memoies and changed it\\
i got a party to go down to the
To
My foe to the depths of pain, into the Vortex of suffering, throw.\\
While you Torture tear him from within, be slow.\\
When he cries out to thee, his voice begging mercy, be silent.
Crimson, furious, color of avengers and prophets, banner of the righteous, \\
essence of blood, grant power to thy warrior messenger.\\
Me, thy faithful warrior messenger, recall.\\
Sharpen my blade, my strike with thy destructive might, provide.\\
Blood and nerve from my foes' sinews, yield.\\
Guide the edge of my sword, my target - slay.
Emerald, heavy and viscous as tar, enveloping canopy, invulnerable shield, \\
arbiter of scales, bestow thy power to this venerable warrior.\\
To me, who raised the vengeful hammer, listen.\\
Fiendish plot of the heretic, who dares resist, twist.\\
His treacherous soul, chaotic and insane, banish.
Cold-blooded Argent, unbendable backbone, treasury of the forsaken kingdom,\\
patron of the takers, strenghten thy servant.\\
The one who listens to thee, searches for thee, and is blindly obedient, shall be answered.\\
The skin of the Keeper, his tendons, ligaments, and muscles, shall be hardened.\\
His heart, open to Lympha of all colors, shall be warmed.\\
Wasters of all colors who dare to give, shall be tortured.
Violet, vibrant chameleon of colors, mysterious tale,\\
lair of the Arcane, come to my core, aid in my vengeance,\\
battling a hideous, wicked, unfamiliar foe, help me.\\
By lies and deceit, the one who challenges my righteousness, shall die.\\
The one who watched me, in hope of exposing my weakness, be blind.\\
His color shall fail, his hammer shall fall, his voice - shall quiver.
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it was nominally like supposed to be a video game\\
and it had a strange title\\
it opens, it's first person, there's a very minimalistic level select that's formatted akin to like a real paper spreadsheet\\
the first level opens with you standing in this mountainous, craggy landscape\\
very quiet, except there's a big, dark lake ahead of you with some lit docks heading into it\\
the second you walk five steps forwards, extremely loud, shrieking music starts to play and behind you is a vaguely humanoid shadow that begins walking after you very quickly\\
if you run into the water it drags you under\\
you have to walk onto the dock to the very end and then it catches you and you hear laughter\\
back to level select\\
second level\\
it's this very strange oil rig platform in the middle of the ocean\\
you start out in like this elevated room/crow's nest\\
your goal is to stop It from lighting the little pyres scattered about and not let it get you\\
this time, you, the player, who is revealed to be an eccentric scientist with an obsession with ufos, have some equipment\\
you have the ability of limited flight dueto like quantum instability\\
you're armed with like a spray can that It doesn't like\\
so you head down the ladder and flip to the other side of it and wait\\
very quickly the shadow thing starts climbing it and whispring\\
you spray it between the bars and it falls\\
it's been stunned\\
but only for like five seconds\\
after which it gets back up\\
it moves faster than you\\
so basically the rest of the dream is on this pitch black oil rig playing keepaway from this shadow thing
