Standing high atop the cliff, I look down at the strange landscape that is so far below me. Floor forty-nine. A large cliff-face spans the dungeon wall on this side of the floor. On the other end o...
2021-05-29 06:21:02 +0000 UTC View PostThe ghoul teeth scrape across the floor as Fresh swipes her hand from one side to the other. The girl lays on her stomach on the floor of the store. It’s early in the morning, just after their br...
2021-05-28 08:24:33 +0000 UTC View Post“Open your heart a little,” says Misses Dainty-Doily. Doily is her maiden name you see, Dainty is her husband’s name. They decided to keep both, so they just combined them. It’s kind of cut...
2021-05-28 06:34:44 +0000 UTC View PostStanding down at the bottom of the dungeon stairs, Fresh and Jubilee look at each other as they stand outside of the boss door just before floor sixteen.
“So. What are you going ...
2021-05-27 15:52:51 +0000 UTC View PostWhat do you think happens when someone dies?
I dive to the side, avoiding the lashing whip of fire flying past me as I continue my escape, leaving the hero-party behind once again ...
2021-05-27 06:07:29 +0000 UTC View PostIt’s a sleepy day. The air is still hot and radiating, but somehow the world just feels a little calmer than usual, just a little quieter. But not in a foreboding way that makes the girl think an...
2021-05-26 07:51:32 +0000 UTC View PostFire lashes out of the dreamer’s body as they lay there, floating, lost entirely to whatever deep sleep it is that has consumed them. The ground smolders at my feet as they twist and turn, tossin...
2021-05-26 06:29:30 +0000 UTC View PostIt is the middle of the night and Fresh and Jubilee sit downstairs together at the counter of the store. The girl fumbles with a few scraps of fabric and fluff as she tries to get her mind off of t...
2021-05-25 09:18:12 +0000 UTC View PostSomething skitters in the darkness. I see the face of the priestess of the hero-party emerge and I feel sick looking at the corruption of the pure thing. Her eyes are missing. She speaks, but I can...
2021-05-25 06:35:59 +0000 UTC View PostFresh looks down, her eyes meeting Mr. Mushroom’s wary gaze as she holds a sweet-roll out to him as her bargaining token.
“Nyah?” she repeats her question and Mr. Mushroom se...
2021-05-24 09:14:13 +0000 UTC View PostAs I tread along the surface of the muck, my eyes wander up towards the above, where I see the shine of the bright, fake-morning light pierce through the distant surface of the water. Yet none of t...
2021-05-24 06:38:42 +0000 UTC View PostFresh rolls the glass marble back and forth over the counter as she sits down on the other side of it, opposite of Basil, her head drooped down over it with her hands outstretched. The marble rolls...
2021-05-23 09:53:52 +0000 UTC View PostIt’s an obsession, I suppose.
The metal of my lance strikes out, the sound ringing with clear intensity as the tip of the blade strikes against the hero’s sword. Pushing off, I...
2021-05-23 07:16:44 +0000 UTC View PostIt’s the morning of the next day and the shop is full with the usual rush. The red-wizard examines the small, flat, cylindrical glass-bottle. The small container, filled with the sweet-tea, is ab...
2021-05-22 08:34:38 +0000 UTC View PostWind crashes through the tattered sails of the overturned ship. The metal of my gauntlets lets out a clank as I pull us up onto the rim of the rock-crashed boat, sitting afloat on the edge of a dea...
2021-05-22 06:27:33 +0000 UTC View PostFresh stands downstairs, staring at Basil who is standing behind the counter and fanning herself with a single piece of paper. The priestess sighs, perhaps lamenting the heat and then opens her eye...
2021-05-21 08:17:59 +0000 UTC View PostNobody gets out alive, you know?
Where am I?
“I’m floating,” says the slime, dangling outside of my body as we hang, suspended in whatever abstract space thi...
2021-05-21 06:46:48 +0000 UTC View PostThere's so much work to do and so little time. What do you think the best approach is? =)
2021-05-20 15:35:15 +0000 UTC View Post“Are you stupid?” asks Jubilee, placing their hands on their hips, as Fresh looks back over her shoulder at them. It’s early in the morning and the two of them are standing upstairs in the ki...
2021-05-20 15:33:15 +0000 UTC View PostIt’s a giant hall of mirrors. But that’s not important right now. I’m trying to think.
I’ve been here too long. It’s all started to get a little muddy. A little foggy. Ho...
2021-05-20 06:30:07 +0000 UTC View PostThere's not really a good way to do tables on Patreon as you might have noticed. Formatting is absolute garbage here. So please excuse the mess. I'll try to straighten it out as best as I can =/ 2021-05-19 08:46:38 +0000 UTC View Post
Shining metal rings out aloud as I run, scurrying over the length of the collapsing pillar as the world explodes behind me. The scene erupts into a great catastrophe, as the coiling fire, taking th...
2021-05-19 06:51:25 +0000 UTC View Post“It’s for clothes,” says Jubilee, somewhat annoyed at the hooded man examining the bottle of white fabric cleanser.
“Sure,” says the man, spinning it around to look at it...
2021-05-18 10:01:51 +0000 UTC View PostThe floor is lava.
Literally.
Magma bubbles around me, as I stand atop the elevated stone pillar and look out over floor fifty-four. A great sea of bubbling ma…<...
2021-05-18 07:00:19 +0000 UTC View PostGlass shards fly everywhere, waves of the crystal daggers slicing through the air in a hailstorm as the ghoul runs along the walls of floor twelve. Thousands of glass splinters crash into the wall ...
2021-05-17 10:47:53 +0000 UTC View PostQuietly, I walk through the rose-garden, listening to the gentle sway of the high hedges surrounding me on all sides, as their dense foliage flows back and forth in the fake wind. Tilting my head, ...
2021-05-17 06:16:01 +0000 UTC View PostFresh scrubs the floor of the shop, it’s late in the evening. They had spent the rest of the morning together. After they left the park, they walked around the church district and Basil basically...
2021-05-16 08:52:54 +0000 UTC View PostWhat?
I walk through the empty throne room, my boots pressing against the paper floor, letting out not a clank, but a quiet tearing. Like stepping over freshly fallen leaves on an ...
2021-05-16 06:56:54 +0000 UTC View PostPlaying around with a new side story idea. No title or cover artwork yet and no promises of completion. This is just an ideation of sorts. Consider the genre to be dungeon-core/Monster-eating, ever...
2021-05-15 13:33:32 +0000 UTC View PostIt’s a beautifully peaceful morning. The summer heat is still held at bay by the early morning clouds covering the sky and the gentle breeze, wafting through the streets, carries away any muck an...
2021-05-15 08:41:11 +0000 UTC View Post