One Year RPG: ReBirth
new story, new beginnings
#RPG#IntFic
ALT One Year RPG
Day 1, Chapter 1
ALT You awaken in a dark forest...
You can't remember much of anything. The only thing taking up any space in your head is how cold you are.
Looking down at your body, you realize this is due to the clothing, or lack thereof, you have loosely draped over your body. Some torn rags with holes in them don't provide the best warmth.
The forest around you is eerie in its vastness. The trees rocket into the sky and tower over you, as if to intimidate your comparatively small stature.
You can't make out any obvious pathways, but you do see what look to be faint footprints in the dirt directly behind you.
ALT IN & BACK...
It's time to move IN to the noise. You hold yourself tightly and plunge.
You feel the void grab you and pull you in. It's teeth clench into your sides.
You can feel the gnawing and crunching of your bones. It spits and gurgles and chews.
You begin to fight against it. You pull yourself BACK from the mouth and spin downwards.
You crash and collide with the walls of the tunnel. You bang against the edges.
You land on the bottom, the light from the top is too tired to reach you.
Suddenly... The darkness fades away.
You find yourself curled in a ball in the middle of the woods, with a hefty layer of sweat surrounding you as a shell. Your a bit dirty, your head hurts, your stomach is knotted, and your vision is slightly blurry.
Also... You feel extremely hungry...
ALT DANCE WITH TREES!!!
Everything just feels so good, your head is so light weight all of a sudden, as if your eyes have converged into the middle of your forehead, and the rest of of your cranium is just floating... Haha, cranium, that's a weird world. Hey, isn't i supposed to come before e? How weird...
TREES!
You go dance with the trees, you sway with their sway, you lean with their lean, you bend with their bend, you...
You don't really feel so good...
ALT Eat Bright Green Plant...
Rolling the metaphorical dice, you decide to eat the bright green plant.
The sticky residue it leaves behind on your fingers and even your tongue, is not pleasant... No, wait... It's actually kinda nice. Yeah, tangy, but... Good.
Real good...
Oh man, everything is real good, you know?
Like, just being here, sittin' in this dirt, eating twigs and shit... Ah man... You and nature are so symbiotic right now...
The trees begin to sway back and forth in the wind- NO, WAIT... They aren't swaying, they're dancing! The trees are DANCING! You wanna dance with them!