Scivillage

(that is a dam good game, but i never bothered finishing it... choose the leopard and destroy all !!! Muhahahahahahahahahhah)
 
(yea i remembver B&W, they are working on B&W2 you know. Very original game and UI, but a little to much tamogocih(sp?) for my tast.)
 
(what the hell is tamogocih? yes, baw2 does look good. but not enough for me to bother unless it gets about 10/10 in every review source there is... type thing)
 
(google tamagochi, but dont blame me when you eyes start to bleed)
 
Yeah, getting back to the storyline:

The last bullet hit the last standing cannibal in his head. Finally those little suckers are dead. And right on time, only two clips left. That should teach them.
*another spear impacts in a nearby tree trunk, coming out of the darkness*
Damn, looks like reinforcements arrived. I don´t think I can stand up to them. I now remember what is below the cliff, the drugs finally wore off, somewhere down in the dark abyss, a river flows. Without considering the alternative, I take my belongings, strap them to myself and jump from the cliff before the cannibals are back in force.
After some seconds of plunging through the darkness, I hit the surface of the equally dark river, which pulls me with it. Not that bad, it should flow near a city as far as I know. I only hope there are no crocodiles about.
 
Luckily, I had put a GPS tracker in Dreamy's pills. Time to follow...

Communist Hamster sent his thanks for those "fertility pills". I thought she was depressed, not infertile. Meh...

Dudish dude, BsC is now in charge of the surgery. God bless you all.
 
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After three days of swimming (actually it was three hours, but lots of scirum, cannabis and pneumonium in my blood warped my perception of time and space) I found Dreamwalker. In mortal danger of course, surrounded by two-scores of crocodiles/alligators (I can't tell the difference; I can't distinguish between up and down at times.) Taking out my horse-tranquiliser darts I hit them all from a distance. Unfortunately, Dreamy got in my line of fire and fell asleep instantly, his limp body sinking slowly into the depths of the river, where the piranhas make their domain...

I caught up to him before he got too deep and began to drag him to the surgery. A good two-day's journey, due to his massive weight. Fish aren't good "draggers". I hope Dudish knows how to handle my no. 1 priority patient, Invert_Nexus.
 
As I woke up, I was in Nuttyfishs surgery. Now how did I end up here? The last thing I know was that I was surrounded by crocodiles...but then..? I remember some of the crocodiles going limp, like they were unconcious. I saw Nuttyfish for a moment, with something that looked like blow darts...

Damn it, what did that stupid fish do? And how did he get through the jungle full of murderous canniblas down the cliff into the river?
Now I have to start my journey again. A setback of two days...
 
People have been stealing my scirum because I kept it all to myself the last week and I noticed people have been drinking it still.

Dirty thieves. I will put poison in my next batch of scirum.
 
I been peeing in the village water supply for weeks now, know one seems to mind thou, perhaps they like the added taste, i dont know. Personly I drink from a clean spring in the forest, and just about anywhere else thats not the village water supply.
 
(Heh heh heh. Funny stuff there, Kunax. You gave me a good chuckle. But, I think everyone's been peeing in the pool. So a little more will undoubtabley, as you say, just make it a little more... tangy. :D)

At the altar. Blood. Flowing. Pouring. The altar. Drinking. The obelisk. A fire. The portal. Opening. Winking. Bones. Returns. Cannibal X by his side. They approach.

In the sky. Yag Sothoth. Teke-li-li. Is this the plateau of Leng? Why? Why did I ever read that dratted book in my bitter youth?

(Crap, I don't know what to do with myself. Another lame Cthulu reference. Maybe it's all the tiger pee in the water that's been driving me mad :p)
 
In my private sub I went down to the surgery. Dreamwalker was lying there, mumbling about something, some other guy who looked like he worked there was cleaning utensils, and Nuttyfish was writing Dreamwalkers status. It said 'n00t'. Oh dear. I wonder if Nutty needs any pure water from the desalination plant that CHU built.
 
I put a mild poison in my new batch of scirum. I put the bottles outside so that they are easy to steal.

Mind you, the poison won't kill you. It just gives you the biggest bout of 'liquid poo' the world has ever seen. I might try one bottle myself just for fun.

I stopped drinking the water. It tastes like pee, or finnish beer. I will only drink scirum from now on and tea at Swedishfish's place.
 
Making Trails
Tipping 1 of spuriousmonkey's bottles over, it made a nice big pool on the tiles in front of his hut, anyway after liking most of it up, I got this wierd fealing in my gut, like i was going to explode or something, my little tommy began to make the wierdest noises.

Starting to feal realy gassious I walked up to spuriousmonkey's hut and look true a window, I could see spuriousmonkey's hidding in a big chair, actualy i could not see him but i could hear him laugthing like a mad man.

Suddenly I had to fart like never before, I barely reach to turn around and lift my tail before a barage of liqufied poo shot out my ass spraying the facade and window of spuriousmonkey hut, the stench was dreadfully. I ran for the forest trying to escapade the smell. I had barely reach more then a few meters before i had to fart again, this time hitting the fence with a hefty dose of liquid poop. All of the way out the village I farted every few meters, making a stinking trail of poop as i went.
 
Damn it, I grab my things and leave Nuttyfishs surgery. I look back and briefly consider to have some fish for dinner, but I have already wasted enough time. I leave again for the city, but this time, I´ll use the normal road.
As I walk through the village I see Kunax soiling everything with fluid excrement. Oh god, this stink is bad... Better keep my distance and hurry on.
 
(Hmm, I seem to have run out of inspiration. Maybe a bit of quiet time in the sanitarium would be in order.)

Bones and Cannibal X bound me in a straight jacket and carried me to the Sanitarium for Tiger-piss Ravaged Construction Workers. Turns out this syndrome is quite common. They tell me that I should be fine in a matter of millenia. That it will all work itself out in the end. It all seems so comforting. To realize that all those things were mere insanity. That evil was not on the face of the world. But, deep inside, I couldn't fully escape the feeling that something was not right somehow. I've heard rumours that strange things are going on in Ward 13. Troublemakers are taken there and never seen again. Or, if they are, they are much changed. As if they were a completely different personality. Something about their eyes...

Anyway, I hope some of my friends will visit me occasionally. With the support of my friends, I might make a full recovery.

Oh, another thing I have heard is that there exists, somewhere in the basement, a marvelous library. Full of tomes of great value and obscurity. It's even rumored that they have a copy of the Necronomicon ex Mortiis. But, patients are not allowed anywhere near the basement. And we are not allowed such interesting past-times.
 
Ah, finally I managed to get into the city, travelling on the road was much better than running through the jungle.
After a short search, I manage to obtain the books I was searching for, archaeology for beginners, the history of Scivillage and the surrounding countryside, Ancient religions of the jungle and some more. Now I only have to buy some equippement. Ah, there is a store....

Ok, this can take a while. My backpack is a bit heavier than expected. But still I make good speed and should be back tomorrow.
 
Still sitting in the surgery for no apparent reason, the dude who was there told me his name was dudish dude, and that he was in charge of the surgery, and that he had a Phd in Pie Eating. He turned back to his work. Whistling quietly to myself, I wondered if there was anything useful I could do. I went into a medical supply room and looked in a draw, but immediately slammed it shut. I hope no-one ever looks in that draw again. What was Doc NFish doing, keeping that in his surgery? I turned, accidentally knocked over a bottle, smashing it. I looked round the corner but DDude hadn't noticed. It was beginning to smell acrid, so I got in my minisub and went back home. On my way out, I knocked over a small bottle labeled 'Mercaptan'. It shattered on the floor...

(Google 'mercaptan' before you post a continuation to this post)
 
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