One of the weird white clicking spider things had attached itself to Drew’s leg and refused to separate ways. Apparently his leg was suitably comfortable for it as all attempts he made to remove the thing amounted to nothing. It was like a barnacle stuck to a ship hull but instead it was a spider stuck to a person. Much more unsettling in his opinion but he thought he was handling it pretty well all things considered.
It had attached itself when he was walking through the hallway and refused to get off despite Drew’s attempts. It would move around when he stopped applying pressure which let him see it wasn’t even doing anything to him. It was just chilling out on his leg.
“You know you're not cute right? I don’t even know why you like my leg so much. It’s not much to look at.” Despite his attempts at reasoning with the bug, it refused to budge
He suddenly had a brilliant idea. He would try scraping the little shit on the side of the welcome desk. Low and behold, it couldn’t hold on any longer as it was finally pried off and flopped to the floor where it quickly tried to hover/glide its way to cover. Drew quickly tried stomping the thing to death only for it to barely register the attack and continue on its way.
“Oh hell no. You aren’t getting away from me before I end you.”
The lack of actual cover allowed the chase to continue ad infinitum. That was until Drew got a hold of it and quickly smashed it into the corner of the welcome desk repeatedly.
“Tough little bastard. You shouldn’t have attached to me like that if you weren’t ready for the smack down of a century.” He took the time to look closer at it and upon closer inspection, it looked like a horseshoe crab with suction cups instead of small claws.
“Yeah that thing is creepy as hell.” Drew tossed it aside and then another reality shattering event took place for him.
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“Uh…….. Okay?” FLoating screens invaded his sight. "This is some video game shit. this isn't real. No way"
Xp unable to be added to player due to lack of server support.
[Summon small monster] has inherited the xp in your place. 2/50 xp
The strange scenes put any hope at super strength to rest in their first appearance. That was definitely a bummer but there wasn’t anything that could be done about it apparently. “I want an administrator, that lady said I could contact one through this!”
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“Well that is kinda shitty. Try to think ahead Drew, don’t think about not seeing your friends and family for the foreseeable future, what can you do to change your situation.I need to stop talking to myself man….Ah.”
The summon a small monster was the only thing left to explore from his point of view. The hopefully all powerful ability that would save him from mediocrity and help him claw his way back to his reality. In a fit of excitement he threw his hand in front of him and shouted.
“Summon small monster!”
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“Uh… hello?
Silence once again answered him as the thing stared at him without an ounce of intelligence held within. The deep rapid breaths hit Drew’s ears, the thing crept closer to him and continued to stare at his comparatively commanding posture.
It came up to the middle of his shin on its two legs and smelled faintly of body odor. Maybe a little more than faintly. It looked to the side where Drew had dropped the Scuttle sucker and started to stuff its mouth with it like it was the most delicious thing ever. The crunching left him mildly queasy as it finally finished up its meal and turned to look at him again.
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“Was it good, little dude?” he thought he could almost hear the crickets when looking at the thing’s bulbous eye.” So yeah or no? You have a name?”
Despite his insistence, the creature didn't even blink and almost looked to be waiting for something. It was becoming harder and harder to deny it. It seemed to be as dumb as a frog with no head.
“I guess I'll name you Nurgle after my cat, oh god I hope my mom will feed him.” Trying to block the thought from his head, he watched the Nurgle flap its arms like a little kid acting like a flying bird. ”I guess that means you like it.”
You have named your first [Beeble] Nurgle. Congratulations!
“Cool, okay. Well little Nurgle, let's get out of here.” The room was immaculately clean and the desk was devoid of anything that looked even remotely helpful which only one last thing to do, leave. A similar double door to the elevator thing was on the right and left of the desk. Drew headed over to it and Nurgle skipped along behind him in apparent joy at the new name.
He stuck his head through the door only to be met with a janitor closet of some kind. Deciding it was safe to go in, Drew started looking around and found a full body suit that belonged to whoever had cleaned this place stacked on a shelf. He quickly changed into it only to find it barely fit him with the previous owner being incredibly muscular, but around his average height.
Drew reached for the neatly organized mops and tried breaking one off at the head only for the stone-like material to slightly flex and return to its natural position. With that option taken from him, he quickly decided a beating stick was better than no stick and looked for anything more useful around the room.
It was relatively spartan in cleaning supplies with a few bottles of what smelled like ammonia and another that smelled of bleach. If nothing else, they would be good to carry water in after thoroughly washing them out.
Drew tied one of the left over body suits to the mop head and piled in the bottles of ammonia and bleach to carry them hobo style. He left the room and saw Nurgle had popped back up from a seated position when he came into view and then proceeded to the other double doors.
He picked up Nurgle in his arms which made it exceedingly happy as seen by the weird flapping thing it was insistent on doing and stuck his head outside the door to glimpse around.
It was bright as could be. Even more so than the overhead lights of the building, the sun lit everything in view. Nature looked to be overtaking everything in sight. The buildings were home to more shrubs and vines than windows or walls.
“Oooooooooooo.” Apparently Nurgle was equally impressed as he made the first real sound beyond the slapping of his sides.
“Let's get a move on then huh?” Drew and Nurgle started down the street with a pep in their step. The architecture was futuristic but almost Central American at the same time. Stone dominated the building material with towering buildings and mono-color streets broken up by plant life that had made its way into the city.
They moved around the corner of a building to see a new block and took in a relatively horrifying sight. A large building 30 stories tall that was probably much more than that at one point had been destroyed up to that floor and massive rends in the stone showed signs of gigantic claw marks.
“Definitely don't want to meet whatever did that.” It was an eye opening moment with a hint of absolute terror as even Nurgle started breathing heavier. The smell was not any better than earlier and the stench was certainly from his mouth.
They picked up their pace and followed the overgrown sidewalks to look for anything of note. A chirping sound not unlike a parakeet hit his ears and Nurgle seemed to perk up at the sound. It was nice to hear some some familiar life that seemed to fit the environment he was in but when he looked around, the area was entirely devoid of any birds and the constant chirping was getting louder and louder
Drew finally caught sight of what looked like a flock of small birds flying down the street only 100 yards in front of them. They were beautiful things with bright yellow feathers and seed crushing beaks. They looked similar to macaws from the Amazon.
Dozens of them flew in and out of the vegetation, putting on a show for him and Nurgle. He felt a drip of wetness hit his arm and looked down to see Nurgle drooling at the sight of the new creatures.
“Dude, they are like double your size. You wouldn't stand a chance.”
More and more birds were coming down the corridors turning the once small flock into a swarm of large birds. It was a surreal sight to see them flooding out of the foliage. It was like they were fleeing from something. Nurgle started to flail his legs and really tried to worm his way out of Drew’s grip.
“Calm down man. I'll drop you if you keep freaking out.”
A rustling sound started coming from farther down the street. Getting louder and louder, branches were cracking and the sounds of large amounts of plants being pushed aside started to reach him more and more as something approached.
“I think we need to get a move on Nurgle.” The hairs on the back of Drew’s neck stood up and he started to rush back the way he came, the same way the birds were flying. Around the corner, the sounds grew in volume. He picked up his pace down the street while glancing back periodically. As they neared the corner of the building he glanced back one more time to see the most awkward looking and abnormal beast he had seen as of yet.
“A parakeet octopus?”