INTRO.

[ultrapenumbramods]

You wake up feeling like you’ve had a rough night’s sleep… maybe a bit jet-lagged, if you’re familiar with the feeling, or perhaps like you, uh, had a little too much to drink last night. Either way, you’re probably not expecting to wake up in a forest clearing, so that might be even more disorienting. It’s not an unpleasant place to wake up, mind. It’s sunny, and there’s a pleasantly cool breeze blowing through. The grass isn’t tall enough that you could get lost in it or that someone could be hiding in it… or something.

There are, in fact, a lot of somethings surrounding you--a veritable menagerie of creatures, some of them adorable, and some of them intimidating… but they seem to be as disoriented as you are. And then, well… you realize something’s a little off about yourself. There’s no pond to look at your new appearance, but… maybe the ground’s a little closer. Maybe you don’t actually have arms and legs at the moment. Maybe you don’t have eyes anymore?

Regardless, something’s definitely up. Fortunately, there’s a path leading out of the clearing, so once you get your bearings and speak with some of the other weird critters you’ve woken up with, you can find… somewhere you can get answers. Well, hopefully, anyway.

Comments

[onetwoboom]

Like...ancient history kind of thing. Try not to think about it.

This kind of stuff happens to you a lot?

[wegotone]

Jeez. I've met one guy here who says he's from a kingdom, and now you're sayin' New York's ancient history. We're coverin' all the time period bases here.

My bosses hunt and trap ghosts, demons, gods, and whatever else we get called to take care of, so this sorta thing isn't as weird as most stuff we handle. Gettin' turned into a ghost myself is a new one, though.

[onetwoboom]

Ohoho. Demons? GODS?! That is SO bad-ass.

[Where can she sign up to fight and kill god?]

Sounds kind of like what I do for a living. Minus the killing bandits part. More the vault hunting and wasting primordial space beasts part.