At the center of town, a loud percussive sound that shatters windows and knocks the wind out of anyone in the vicinity shatters you from your peace, the alarms resound and the strange symphony of chaos in the wake remains against an ear ringing silence...
There in the town square is a black monolith... it is still, seemingly inert, and a small crater yawns around it.
The denizens of offtopic recover from the tinnitus, and discover the strange stone....
[spoiler]enjoy...[/spoiler]
The one known as Zbruh approaches
ts strange, they feel something familiar about it, though they've never seen it before as they approach they notice it seems to be.... singing? A strange symphony of different pitches and odd stutters... it is... exotic, unintelligible but somehow beautiful...
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由pcln3806编辑: 8/1/2020 4:13:01 PM[i]notices it’s completely smooth[/i] “I like ya cut g” [i]smacks it[/i] The obelisk resonates, and as it gets quieter a thunderous, almighty all encompassing voice says “I like yours too”, and a giant hand breaks through the clouds as it eclipses the sun
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2 回复I come back in The Sugar Wraith, (Illegally modified SR-71 Blackbird that can hover) and start shooting it with the three M-61 Vulcans on the jet.
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3 回复*budgie flys up to the top of the monolith, he perches for a moment until he sees the bird fetus on the ground* “What the fu-ck”
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6 回复Blaze walks over, constantly drinking from a water bottle. “Huh. Of course everything starts when I get back.”
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8 回复“Chicken I choose you!” [i]I throw an egg professionally baseball/trainer style at the weird thing[/i]
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10 回复由The Trinity Ghoul [Lee]编辑: 8/1/2020 3:24:34 AM
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53 回复*I approach, wearing a trench coat and a black bowler hat, and a cane in my hand that is decorated with a dragon head.* “Well, haven’t heard a explosion in the center of town for quite a while, I wonder what we got here.” *I walk closer to investigate the monolith.*
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7 回复I walk up to the stone, my little bits of Deep infection quivering. "What is this...?"
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9 回复*I look out from my room, covered in bandages. With the burning desire to go out, prevented by my injuries.*