Post by Brandy Peaches on Dec 17, 2014 17:20:54 GMT -5
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This one's such bullshit/ It had to be her didn't it / Did she have a target on her back / Was she a glutton for punishment / Damn you Terraria DAMN YOU!
CODED BY SYLVIE
She'd only been out there for ten hours, not twelve, she had to remind herself. She had taken the train out of Bosky using the Labs train pass and headed towards the Mega Stone ruins. whatever those were. She packed for it as for the weekend. It wasn't nothing too exciting, just bonfires, hotdogs, marshmallows and beer with all the chips and soda she could eat. Now she was standing there with a written paper crunched up in her dirty hand she had gotten from Terraria three days ago that asked for her to go to the Mega Ruins and "Find everything".
"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO BE LOOKING FOR?!" she raged. "DAMN IT PROFESSOR BE MORE SPECIFIC!" She was tired, and dirty. The ruins were huge and showed signs of being picked over by recent hands. Were they grave robbers or something? She'd been skirting around the divots in case whoever it was came back. She didn't want no trouble.
At her make shift camp she had a small pile by the fire growing of pottery fragments, bone pieces, and what she assumed was ancient broken jewelry. She called into the Labs voicemail system to check and see if anyone left a message or called since she'd been there. Not a peep was left on it. She wondered if anyone even knew she was gone. She left a notice . . . that was sitting on top of the back filing cabinet because she forgot to tape it up to the door. Gdi.
She supposed it could be worse but didn't want to open that Pandora's box on herself just yet. She was already a partial glutton for punishment given the company she was keeping. She exhaled heavily and dropped back down to her knees picking up the spade once more. The spot she chose was half hidden and beside some stones that looked to be stacked like the corner of a house. Just like how'd you see it in those Sinnohvia Jones movies.
Inside the hole was a Dweeble with a gray stone shell and a painted red No.58 on it. One of the 90 currently residing in the lab in Pokeballs, in crates stacked neatly in the corner and numbered. All of which she fed and watered for what she hoped was a week. "All right 58, start digging over that way now." she motioned to the right with the spade as she reached down into the two foot by four foot hole. You'd think she was digging a shallow grave or the start of a house foundation.
"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO BE LOOKING FOR?!" she raged. "DAMN IT PROFESSOR BE MORE SPECIFIC!" She was tired, and dirty. The ruins were huge and showed signs of being picked over by recent hands. Were they grave robbers or something? She'd been skirting around the divots in case whoever it was came back. She didn't want no trouble.
At her make shift camp she had a small pile by the fire growing of pottery fragments, bone pieces, and what she assumed was ancient broken jewelry. She called into the Labs voicemail system to check and see if anyone left a message or called since she'd been there. Not a peep was left on it. She wondered if anyone even knew she was gone. She left a notice . . . that was sitting on top of the back filing cabinet because she forgot to tape it up to the door. Gdi.
She supposed it could be worse but didn't want to open that Pandora's box on herself just yet. She was already a partial glutton for punishment given the company she was keeping. She exhaled heavily and dropped back down to her knees picking up the spade once more. The spot she chose was half hidden and beside some stones that looked to be stacked like the corner of a house. Just like how'd you see it in those Sinnohvia Jones movies.
Inside the hole was a Dweeble with a gray stone shell and a painted red No.58 on it. One of the 90 currently residing in the lab in Pokeballs, in crates stacked neatly in the corner and numbered. All of which she fed and watered for what she hoped was a week. "All right 58, start digging over that way now." she motioned to the right with the spade as she reached down into the two foot by four foot hole. You'd think she was digging a shallow grave or the start of a house foundation.
METAGROSSITE!
