Turn 5:Description: A regular looking dude with glasses
Favourite sci-fi movie: They Live
Worst way to die: Buried in a tank of industrial desiccant
Doug helps up the almost entirely human-looking figure whose features--while impossible to make out--are perfectly normal, who just fell.
"We should probably get some fire going. Already have some shelter and water in that cave, so fire's the next thing.
I could probably start a fire with my glasses, if it's a very sunny day and I have good tinder."
Start scavenging along the forest floor for fire starting supplies. Brush away the layer of needles and moss to look under it.
Look for rocks. Any sharp flint rocks would be a jackpot, but keep any rocks I find. Pile them up near the cave entrance.
Also keep any sticks, especially ones that could be used as a torch handle. I know there aren't any good stout branches, but there might be some smaller ones that can still make a good torch handle or firewood. Make a pile of sticks near the cave entrance next to the rocks.
And keep an eye out for any litter, you would be surprised how much garbage there is out in the deep wilderness. A tin can would be great.6Underneath the layer of needles and moss is dirt. Some of it is smelly and discoloured, but for the most part it is just dirt.
You amass a small pile of sharp rocks near the cave entrance.
You amass a small pile of sticks near the cave entrance.
You find no litter. The forest is nearly pristine.
You tug at an especially attractive piece of flint sticking out the side of the cave entrance. It entices you with its utility and shape; in your mind it is already sparking up great fires that will burn away all your troubles. You give one last jerk and it pulls away into your hand...leading to a crunching and sliding and settling and rumbling as part of the cave entrance collapses into itself:
sealing off the cave entrance completely!The pile of stones is buried.
The pile of sticks is buried.
The piece of flint glitters in your hand. Treacherous, sexy little piece of flint...
Description: A fifty year old woman, in a grey business suit, of average build, slim, slightly severe, spectacled.
Favourite sci-fi movie: Moon
Worst way to die: Old age
Turn around and go back into the light. If that works, start getting some sticks together, for basic torches.1With a deafening rumble, the cave entrance is blocked by a slide of boulders and stones. There is no light, there are no sticks, there are no torches. As the dust settles and you wipe the grit out of your eyes, there is only the slow fumbling of your hands across the unseen floor and the dawning understanding that time works differently in the dark. The collapse only happened a minute ago, right? Or was it an hour? Or was it a day. You're alone.
Description: An almost entirely human-looking figure whose features, while impossible to make out, are perfectly normal. Any feelings of alarm at this lack of data are simply overwhelmed by an overwhelming force of normalcy pushing down upon your psyche.
Favourite sci-fi movie: The Thing
Worst way to die: Bored
The regular-looking dude with glasses who calls himself a tree-name has already taken all the sticks and collapsed half of a hillside on top of them.
However, you do peel some sheet metal off the spawn-contraption and sharpen it with a rock (there are plenty of those around still), into a kind of handle-less machete.
Description: A regular looking dude with a mustache
Favourite sci-fi movie: Alien
Worst way to die: Probably being set on fire.
You pull up on one of the car-chargers, prepared to give it a great tug, but it weighs as little as a cardboard box and you tumble over backwards with it. It's only a decoy! Revealed underneath the box is a big steamy egg with an X-shaped slit in the top. It pulses gently.
Description: Blonde haired woman, she was studying to become a teacher before waking up here
Favourite sci-fi movie: Haven’t seen many of them
Worst way to die: Don’t know, probably getting slowly killed by prions
You escape from the cave before it collapses, executing a perfect dodge-roll that saves you from being squashed like a mouse underneath a falling shovelful of gravel. You just happen to end up next to the partially dismantled spawn-contraption. Poking out of its complicated-looking innards is a small hose with a valve on the end. It is marked, "Self-lighting liquid fuel-line, good for fire building". You can pull several feet of the line out of the machine. When you turn the valve, it shoots out a steady blue flame.
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Topic: Don't Get Lost in that Cave and Die: Turn 12: Wondrous brief! [Game End] (Read 6137 times)