THE VILLAGERS 2015/09/08(Tue)17:59 No. 668452 ID: 05964c
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YOU, STONES THE STONE GATHERER, as well as the vast majority of those living in SUEDRA, fucking hate FLIMKIPS, especially those god-awful screeches they make. Then, there is the SHIT and PISS.

Your town has been plagued by periodic SHIT and PISS rains by the different FLIMKIP's that have came and gone over the generations. They have all been named according to the different DEVILS of THE VILLAGE's lore. The current FLIMKIP is named after the BLOOD DEVIL OF DISEASE, 'SARTUIN'.

An especially nasty screech came from the forest ten minutes ago. The VILLAGE GUARD has gathered in THE BARRACKS to prepare for the inevitable assault of excrement from above. In the past, THE VILLAGE tried to ignore the storms in fear of harsh retribution! This is the year THE VILLAGERS slay THE DEVILS and burn their domain, THE WOODS, to the ground, as commanded by the VILLAGE PRIEST who was told to do so by THE STARS.

YOU are standing outside YOUR HOUSE, with a BAG OF STONES in your right hand! It was posted yesterday at the TOWN SQUARE that open recruitment is happening, and because you hate your job as a STONE GATHERER you are planning on going to THE BARRACKS, despite your wife's pleas not to, for the extra money it could provide for your family. You can go inside and tell her and THE KIDS straight up that you are going over there today, or you can go there without!

?
WHAT
WILL
YOU
DO
?

It is time, Stones. All your life, you've harbored a secret devotion--a clandestine desire that you can keep bottled up no longer.

You must found a new cult: The Fetid Order of Dungmen. It is time to embrace the showers of feces, and worship the almighty beings that are the flimkips. In doing so, you shall tear down this degenerate society and build a new one, a greater one, upon its ashes!

Make a sling. Then you can use the stones to kill the flimkip, and be a hero.

STONES 2015/09/08(Tue)20:20 No. 668501 ID: 05964c
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>>668455
It is harshly frowned upon to even joke about things like that!

>>668458
Good idea!

You step inside with your stone haul for the day (depressingly low!) and you see MOSS, your wife, sweeping the floors. She looks up and your eyes meet for a second, and she knows instantly what is going through your head.

"Stones, I know I said you can't go to those barracks. I know what kind of money it would get you. I also know you. Go after it with the guard and I'll be mad, but go after it alone and I'll leave you."

Oh well! That settles it.

>>668501
Slight mess up with the text, 'I know what kind of money it would get you.' should read 'I know what kind of money it would get the family.'

>>668501
Yyyyep. So...you can still sling stones at it from among the guard, right?

>>668501

(Fine then, so much for harmony with the Flimkips!)

Your wife speaks with reason--there's safety in numbers. Best to let the guard handle being covered in dung, while you get the fun task of nailing flimkips with stones and burning the forest to the ground.

Also, perhaps there could be a way to get the flimkips to destroy each other. Perhaps there are enough of them that they could be whipped up into a blood orgy of self-extinction.

STONES 2015/09/09(Wed)19:46 No. 668734 ID: 05964c
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You grab your sling and observe it, going inwards to your past times using this, how you would hunt with this as a child, using the stones you would gather (your proficiency of doing so would later get you both your name and your profession) as ammunition.

MOSS gives you a kiss on the cheek, as you turn to leave.

"Remember your kids, Stones. The second people start dying I want you to abandon, and come straight here. Understand?"

You nod, and leave, your BAG OF STONES in one hand, the SLING in the other.

STONES 2015/09/11(Fri)15:02 No. 669060 ID: 05964c
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You are walking to the other side of the town where THE BARRACKS are. You are also thinking very deeply to yourself about the decision you are currently making to help go after FLIMKIP SARTUIN. You are happy that not much opposition was met with, as MOSS would much rather see you go with a group than on your own, which is what you would have done (and regretted in the end) if you had your SLING with you.

You also think about what she said regarding your safety. It is against the law to abandon your peers when working with them against a common enemy, especially if it is something as important as killing FLIMKIP SARTUIN. The penalty could be DEATH for you, and will also act as a defacto punishment on your family's name. MOSS and THE KIDS will most likely be driven out of town if you flee. Knowing MOSS, however, she will hold her ground even if it means sending THE KIDS out on their own so she could protect her life in THE HOUSE.

So you are presented with two choices.

1. Disregard what your wife said and go after the FLIMKIP on your own, not that she'd ever find out anyways. If the going gets too tough you can duck out and let the guards take over without the threat of charges against you.

2. Go with the other men who are out to kill the FLIMKIP, as there is safety in numbers, and there would be less chance of your wife leaving you.

чем занимаешься?!?

>>669060
Go with the guard

>>669060
2.