Enlist Kevin Bacon, Fred Ward, and Finn Carter to hunt down the tremors.
You ask Chuck if that was some sort of illicit material. No response. You suggest to Chuck that he take a dump. No response. You request the presence of several people. No response.
It is as if he is expecting you to figure out this puzzle on your own.
Refuse to figure out puzzle.
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Figure out the puzzle.
"If a topic that clearly interest noone needs to be closed to underline the "we don't want this here" message, is up to debate."
-NudeRaider
You feel conflicted at first, and so instead you decide to take in your surroundings.
You notice that the sand is soft, and it appears that someone had been wandering around before you two got here. In the distance you see outrageously large cacti and you hear the faint crashing of water.
EDIT: Oh, also, you notice some tentacle looking things sticking out of the sand in the general area of the tunnel.
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It's just like the tentacle porn you used to watch. Remove pants.
Chuck stops you. "That isn't wise," he says.
We don't listen to Chuck. Remove the pants anyway.
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And hug the tentacles. Make friends with the tentacles.
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You approach the tentacles, arms wide open, ready to love it and share the good news of Jesus Christ.
The mass pops out of the ground as you approach it, a large and hairy eyeball looks down at you.
Man you are so fucked right now. You have two moves before that thing starts to eat you.
Unless you can stall it. Just saying.
Spend both moves hugging it!
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Look, we finally killed ourselves!
None.
You run up to hug it, but your hand eye coordination is still off, so you trip and fall before you get there.
Chuck comes up behind you, that weird powder in his hand. "need some help?"
Snort his orange-flavored cocaine.
None.
You try to inhale some of the orange colored dust, but he's too fast for you. Chuck pours a little bit onto his hand, and then blows it the monster. The monster stands still in time, each tentacle motionless.
"You must defeat this thing before we can move on." He leans against a cactus. You see long needles digging deeply into his skin, but he just ignores them. "Go on. I have all day."
Punch the monster in the eye-ball.
"If a topic that clearly interest noone needs to be closed to underline the "we don't want this here" message, is up to debate."
-NudeRaider
You suddenly feel different. You feel as if you could take on the entire world if you needed to, and the first thing in your way was the giant eyeball.
You take a running leap towards it, fist poised for attack. As you lift off the ground, full momentum behind you, you catch a glimpse at the activity in the tunnel. You see a person with a large head and funny hair staring dumbly in front of him, also stuck in time. But you don't have time right now to dwell on it.
Your fist connects with the monster's eyeball. It screams in pain as you thrust your fist into it's eye further, until it punctures. You are sprayed with a sudden burst of gelatinous goo. You lift back off, coolly hitting the ground in a crouching position.
The monster writhes in front of you for a little while before falling completely still in a final defeated groan.