Under the hazy, blackening dusk -- and amidst the cold silence of Mana's empty streets, came the click of a door socketing into place in its frame, followed by the hiss and thud of the lock.
Whilst the world had been sleeping under the watchful eye of the towering ridge of Mana a tall, distinguished Chiot -- caked in chocolate-brown, striped fur -- had made his way back into his place of residence for the first time since leaving this peaceful hamlet, in an attempt to escape his brewing woes, in fear that there was only greater ailment to come.
But it was the same fear that had brought the slim, red-eyed Devil's Food Cake back home, to Mana
Chapter 4: Turning The Tide -- Toxic Waste - 3 by nanoslarty, literature
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Chapter 4: Turning The Tide -- Toxic Waste - 3
"""""That's another one down."""""
You're both a little at ease, and unhappy right now.
""""""Good work, Rosa!""""""
There's a good reason for it.
"""""""Yes! I was just about to say that! Keep it up!"""""""
Actually, there was two.
""""""""You... Know we aren't here to hunt, Jack. We're supposed to be trying to discover the reason behind the erratic behaviour of the local wildlife?""""""""
"""""""What-- You expect me to stand by and let another Sciverd jump on my spine?"""""""
First off -- save for the leaders of the group you were put into, you'll let them speak for themselves -- you can't help but feel like you've been intentionall
Chapter 4: Turning the Tide -- Devil - 2 by nanoslarty, literature
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Chapter 4: Turning the Tide -- Devil - 2
Mana Ridge; an unforgiving, dangerous terrain for those who come unprepared.
The loose rocks that threaten to give way underfoot.
The obscuring foliage, thick enough to hide away an ambush from the dire, hungry wildlife.
The deep, dark caves, filled with the black of night even in the lightest of days. The sight from the entrance was enough to leave you shaking in your boots.
For some, it did just that.
But Devil wasn't some.
He might consider himself an animal person, but not every animal considers themselves a Chiot person, let's be honest.
It was those animals in particular -- the ones that favoured themselves a plate of fresh Chiot -- t
Chapter 4: Turning The Tide -- Toxic Waste - 2 by nanoslarty, literature
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Chapter 4: Turning The Tide -- Toxic Waste - 2
Eventually, and much to Toxic Waste's relief, the opening where the Chiots mentioned in the letter were said to be gathered came into view -- lo and behold, they were amongst the fray of other Chiots. All of which were 100% unrecogniseable.
Well...
Save for one or two.
You see that small, chocolate-looking kid. That's one you recognise.
And--
...
Actually, that's it.
No one else here looks even slightly familiar.
Joy.
There was one Chiot, though, louder than the others, who seemed to recognise the three of them approaching.
And Christ, were they a damn eyesore.
""""Hey there, folks! Glad you could make it!""""
Why does he look like fire?
W
Chapter 4: Turning The Tide -- Toxic Waste - 1 by nanoslarty, literature
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Chapter 4: Turning The Tide -- Toxic Waste - 1
"...Please find it within yer best interests to convene at the clearin' out the front of Angura Forest, where y'will find your respective investigation leaders, Cerevela-- Whatever, whatever... Uhh...-- Oh- Bring whatever goods and belonging y'deem necessary f'this expedition."
Toxic Waste lowered the letter, frowning already.
"Bloody 'ell. Been here f'couple days and I'm already being tossed into shit like this..."
With a grumble and a shoulder roll, Toxic Waste twisted on the spot and drug himself back up the stairs.
This small-but-mighty Chiot had nothing more than himself to bring, so that makes that job easy.
Well--
Other than his sc
Under the hazy, blackening dusk -- and amidst the cold silence of Mana's empty streets, came the click of a door socketing into place in its frame, followed by the hiss and thud of the lock.
Whilst the world had been sleeping under the watchful eye of the towering ridge of Mana a tall, distinguished Chiot -- caked in chocolate-brown, striped fur -- had made his way back into his place of residence for the first time since leaving this peaceful hamlet, in an attempt to escape his brewing woes, in fear that there was only greater ailment to come.
But it was the same fear that had brought the slim, red-eyed Devil's Food Cake back home, to Mana
Chapter 4: Turning The Tide -- Toxic Waste - 3 by nanoslarty, literature
Literature
Chapter 4: Turning The Tide -- Toxic Waste - 3
"""""That's another one down."""""
You're both a little at ease, and unhappy right now.
""""""Good work, Rosa!""""""
There's a good reason for it.
"""""""Yes! I was just about to say that! Keep it up!"""""""
Actually, there was two.
""""""""You... Know we aren't here to hunt, Jack. We're supposed to be trying to discover the reason behind the erratic behaviour of the local wildlife?""""""""
"""""""What-- You expect me to stand by and let another Sciverd jump on my spine?"""""""
First off -- save for the leaders of the group you were put into, you'll let them speak for themselves -- you can't help but feel like you've been intentionall
Chapter 4: Turning the Tide -- Devil - 2 by nanoslarty, literature
Literature
Chapter 4: Turning the Tide -- Devil - 2
Mana Ridge; an unforgiving, dangerous terrain for those who come unprepared.
The loose rocks that threaten to give way underfoot.
The obscuring foliage, thick enough to hide away an ambush from the dire, hungry wildlife.
The deep, dark caves, filled with the black of night even in the lightest of days. The sight from the entrance was enough to leave you shaking in your boots.
For some, it did just that.
But Devil wasn't some.
He might consider himself an animal person, but not every animal considers themselves a Chiot person, let's be honest.
It was those animals in particular -- the ones that favoured themselves a plate of fresh Chiot -- t
Chapter 4: Turning The Tide -- Toxic Waste - 2 by nanoslarty, literature
Literature
Chapter 4: Turning The Tide -- Toxic Waste - 2
Eventually, and much to Toxic Waste's relief, the opening where the Chiots mentioned in the letter were said to be gathered came into view -- lo and behold, they were amongst the fray of other Chiots. All of which were 100% unrecogniseable.
Well...
Save for one or two.
You see that small, chocolate-looking kid. That's one you recognise.
And--
...
Actually, that's it.
No one else here looks even slightly familiar.
Joy.
There was one Chiot, though, louder than the others, who seemed to recognise the three of them approaching.
And Christ, were they a damn eyesore.
""""Hey there, folks! Glad you could make it!""""
Why does he look like fire?
W