>>2665040
>>Push out

>>2665040
>Other
Pushing is for faggots. PUNCH OUT!

>>2665040
>Push out

>>2665040
>Other
Push out.

>>2665049
+1

>>2665049
supporting.

>Push out.

Your lungs burn, your head swims from lack of oxygen as you batter against the barrier, the leathery, slimy material feeling strange against your face as you push against it. You try to bring your arms up to claw or punch against it but they don't move. You can't even feel them!

Dear fucking god are you paralyzed??

Well crippled or not you aren't dying again! Pushing with your face, burying your nose into the material surrounding you, you strain as hard as you can, pushing against the opposite side of this goopy prison as you fight to be free of it.

*RIIIP*
*Splurt*

With a sudden wet tearing sound, you push through the pliable surface, landing in a limp heap in a puddle of sticky slime. You lay there, exhausted and grateful to be alive (again) while you take deep breathes, the almost nonexistent light barely better than the confines of... Whatever you were just in.

You make to push yourself to your feet and again lament the fact that your arms don't work. Resigning yourself to the hard way, you turn to look, expecting amputation, maiming, shattered bones or just limp, crippled limbs.

What you don't expect to see, your eyes adjusting to the gloom, are wet, dark green scales. The "prison" you had just emerged from was in fact a large leathery egg, a split in its side dribbling clearing yellow liquid.

This is, understandably concerning.

"What the fucking fuck?!"
You shout, flailing backwards in an awkward tumble, desperate to get away from whatever giant snake is surely right behind you.

What comes out of your mouth instead is
"Hissssss!! Ssss!!!"

>Panic!

>Panic!

>Okay okay calm down calm down

>Other

>>2665082
>>Okay okay calm down calm down

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>>2665082
>Pic related. Its you

>Any other votes before i call it?

>>2665085
supported.

>>2665082
>Other
Wiggle like a danger noodle

>>2665124
>Wiggle like a danger noodle
WHILE calming down.

>Remain calm

Okay okay deep breathes. You can do this... Oh god its moving again! What the fuck?! What the fuck? Its chasing you! Its chasing you! Every time you move a muscle that length of scales moves as well, mirroring your actions as you try to crawl away.
"Hisss!! Hissssss!!!!!!"

Wait...
"Hiss?"
You're a human. This is impossible...
"Hissss.....?"

It *is* you
"Ssssss!!!!!!"
You try to move your legs and the tail twitches, curling back and forth as you experimentally wriggle your body. Every move you make, the slender, slime coated body responds in kind. Attempting to move your legs wriggle you forward, turning your neck provides dizzying bursts of disorientation as more than half your body swings wildly about. Frantic hisses pour from your mouth as you attempt to regain control of your noodley body. To the outside observer, you must resemble a epileptic strand of pasta as you flail about wildly, rolling and twisting, battering yourself against rocks and detritus as you attempt to gain control.

God damnit!
"Hisss!"

Quit!
"SSSS!"

StoooOoooop!!
"HisssSsssSss!!!"

Finally, FINALLY, you come to a stop, resting against the slumped and empty remains of a pair of eggs similar to the one you emerged from. Taking a moment to regain your breathe, you do your best to close your eyes and think. You can't be a snake! You can't be! This is impossible! You must be hallucinating or have severe brain damage or something. This must be some kind of coma-dream right?! You've heard of people living entire lives while in a coma. Theres a chance that you could wake up if thats the case right?!

But... You'd rather this was not a "die in the dream, die for real" deal and so youd really rather get your bearings on your situation first.

>Look around. Whats around you?

>Take a moment, get yourself calmed down.

>There's a wierd tickle in the back of your mind.

>Other

>>2665134
>Look around. Whats around you?
So is >>2665089 to scale or are we larger than that?

>>2665136
This.

>>2665134
>>There's a wierd tickle in the back of your mind.

>>2665134
>There's a wierd tickle in the back of your mind.

>>2665134
>There's a weird tickle in the back of your mind

>>2665143
>>2665142

Supporting

>>2665147
>tickle me snek.

>Staticky headache

As you instinctively curl into a ball, pressing yourself against the empty eggs of what you assume to be siblings, you can't help but take notice of the strange sensation in the back of your mind. Like a static shock, the pins and needles of a numb limb (you're already missing those) and a headache.

Great, on top of being shot, dying, being turned into a snake and almost suffocating, you're hungover as well it seems.
"Sssssss"

You focus on the ache, trying to discern the source of the aggravation when the feeling seems to expand, swelling outward to encompass your mind so quickly you can't even react. Your vision goes dark, your limbs go limp and flashing text pops up in your minds eye.

>Spawn achieved!
>Level Up! +10 skill points!
>Level 1 Serpent
>10HP
>Trait: None

>Select Trait

>Massive

>Venomous

>Iron Scale

>Mystical

>>2665159
>Mystical

>>2665159
>>Iron Scale
Survival is first priority.

>>2665082
>*RIIIP*
>*Splurt*
Brap?

>>2665159
This is a one time choice. Trait will determine what abilities are available to you for the rest of the quest. Choose wisely

>>2665159
>>Venomous
don't tread on me.

>>2665136
You're just over six inches long and as big around as someone's pinky at your thickest

>>2665172
In that case, switch mine >>2665170
to >>2665162

>>2665174
This, no steppy.

>>2665159
>Mystical
We're getting wings someday and nobody will stop me

>Mystical

You mentally *click* on the pulsing, faintly blue text of MYSTICAL. All the other text fades away slowly, the selected choice glowing brighter and moving to the top of your minds eye.

>MYSTICAL: Monsters with this trait are exceedingly rare. Able to tap into the Mana that wells up from the depths of the dungeon, these beasts are adept spell users, with an innate resistance to magic.

>Skill points:10

>Select spell trees to Unlock:

>Flame: 5pnts

>Water:5pnts

>Earth:5pnts

>Healing:5pnts

>Mind:100pnts

>Soul:1000pnts

>>2665196
>>Earth:5pnts
>
>>Healing:5pnts
We're surrounded by earth, and healing is always a good choice.

>>2665196
>Healing
>Water

>>2665196
Earth and healing.
DANGER NOODLE USED BURROW!

>>2665196
>healing
>earth

>>2665196
>Flame: 5pnts
>Healing: 5pnts
>>2665175
Oof, that's pretty small. Our diet is going to consist on whatever small critters we can get our fangs on.
Also>>2665159
>Your limbs go limp
>Limbs

>>2665196
>Flame: 5pnts
>Healing:5pnts

What is this!??
Fet your butt back into warlord
But also this seems fun

>>2665196
>Flame: 5pnts
>Healing:5pnts
get some cleansing light up in here

>>2665040
That was possibly the most depressing start to a quest I've ever seen.

You quickly select EARTH and HEALING, the two options flashing and moving up to the top of your internal menu as the other choices fade away. You feel a faint *tug* on your insides as your skill point count ticks downward to zero.

>EARTH MAGIC: Earth Magic is a school of magic specialized towards the use and manipulation of stone, soil, clay and sand. Advanced practitioners can even use this ability to manipulate metals if they posses the fortitude. Practitioners of this study can erect walls and barriers, mold stone like clay and even hurl sharp stones or send forth a jet of abrasive sand, grinding flesh from their foes bones.

>HEALING MAGIC: The study of the restoration of damaged flesh, healing all injuries that one may come across. Physical wounds, magical burns, poisons, toxins, all injuries can be healed with sufficient strength and skill, barring fatal blows. The dead cannot be helped.

>Gained Spells:
>Manipulate Earth tier I: mold stone like soft clay, forming it into shape. 10 mana per use
>Sandblast I: Send out a jet of high speed particles of sand, blinding and abrading the flesh of your foes. 3 mana per use. 1d6 damage.
>Minor heal I: heal a lesser wound, stave off the effects of poison illness. 4 mana per use, +3HP

With that done, the menu slowly fades away, life coming back into your noodley body as your vision returns. You don't think you were out very long but you'd rather not stay here in this spot longer than you'd have to. A final scroll of text ticks across your field of view, overlaid over your vision

>Mystical Serpent
>Level 1
>10/10HP
>20 Mana +3 regen
>0 Skill points
>Spells:
>Earth Manipulation I
>Sandblast I
>Minor Heal I

>What do?

>>2665196
>Flame
>Healing

>>2665233
>>What do?
Look for food.

>>2665233
Go see if the egg shells are edible

>>2665233
>What do?
Aquire sustenance, avoid getting ganked fresh out of spawn

>>2665237
>>2665240
These, the remains of the egg might be nutritious, after that we should seek for something our own size.

>>2665233
check our surroundings, we need to kill our siblings, eat them and absorb their powers

>>2665240
supporting

>>2665233
Use Earth magic to make ourselves a burrow, snakes don't usually need to eat until their first molding anyways

>>2665233
Use Earth Manipulation to make a cozy little burrow in the stone we can retreat into in case of danger.

>Attempt to eat eggshells
>Writing

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>>2665250
How can we boost our charism

Your tiny snake belly rumbles, the desire for food suddenly running rampant through you. Your tongue flicks out, tasting the air instinctually as you look around. You might be in a face but surely you could hope for a burger joint or something right?

Shit.
"Ssss"

What the fuck do baby snakes eat?!

Suddenly a tiny voice in the back of your mind urges you on, urges you toward the eggshell you had just emerged from. Leaking fluid and looking like a leathery grey rock, its not exactly appetizing but that voice in your head is insistent and you ARE hungry. Hissing in more than a little disgust at yourself, you obey the call of this voice, who you're calling [INSTINCT] for now and extend your neck, opening your jaws just enough to grip onto the edge of the rip in the eggshell.

Here goes nothing
"Sssssssss"

Tugging and worrying the eggshell with your miniscule teeth, you manage to rip off a small piece. Lacking the ability to chew, you need the advice of [INSTINCT]and choke it down, the leathery, slimy chunk sliding down your throat.

[INSTINCT] and your stomach are pleased by this.

Over the course of the next few minutes you rip off several more pieces of the eggshell, swallowing them whole, lapping up the fluid dripping from the rip in the shell with your forked tongue. Your human mind reels in more than a little revulsion but [INSTINCT] assures you all is well and good.

You're so engrossed in your meal, you almost miss the strange sound in the background.

*Crunch*
*Riiiip*
*Unidentifiable chewing*

>HIDE

>Investigate

>continue munch

>Other

>>2665265
>>Investigate

>>2665265
>Investigate

>>2665265
>Investigate
eat siblings

>>2665265
>Investigate

>>2665265
>HIDE
Once it gets close we'll perform a snek attack

>>2665265
HIDE

>Detective Snek is on the job
>Writing

>>2665265
Hide & observe

>>2665265
>HIDE
Fuck no I don't wanna know what that is - it could be another snake ten times our size or something.

>>2665274
>>2665275
>>2665277
>>2665279
NO
BALLS

>>2665282
>inb4 we actually female nao

>>2665284
If this quest actually genderbended our character, I'm out.

>>2665286
To be honest I dont really see a point in QM specifying our gender.
We snek, thats it.

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>>2665286

a anon
threatening to leave
a thread

>>2665265
We are a snake now, so what?

>>2665292
We're male. OP post kinda verified that.

>>2665296
we were male for one post before we respawned. I dont think it matters what gender we are due to that.

>>2665276
Also glad to see you again Cursed. I haven't seen you in a bit, that or I have been missing the threads not sure.

>>2665320
I mean TECHNICALLY it has only been confirmed we had a ex-gf. And knowing /qst/ there is a decent chance we are just a gay grill.

>>2665320
No magical realming please thanks
There is no reason for a male character to be randomly genderswapped in a lizard quest.

>>2665327
I just noticed that. So point to you till op stats otherwise I think. Granted he might just flip a coin on that.

>>2665327
How very progressive.

*Crunch*
*slurp*
*munch*

What the shit?
"Hiss?"

Whats making that noise?
"Ssssssss?"

Your head pops up, a piece of eggshell hanging from your mouth. Your eyes scan the dark, being very nearly completely adjusted to the gloom. The sound is coming from somewhere nearby, the wet rips and crunches interrupted by a wierd clicking and tapping. You slither forward, over small rocks and detritus, along a long low smooth wall.

"HIDE"
Screams [INSTINCT] jabbing desperate fingers into your mind.

You slither on bravely, tongue flickering out to taste the air. A strange coppery smell is on the air, the scent of decay and wet earth, a sharp tang of some kind of dung and the stagnant scent of foul water.

*Rip*
*Crunch*
*Slurp*
*Taptaptap*

The fuck is that noise?
"SSSSS?"

"TURN BACK!!!!" screams [INSTINCT] grabbing you by your proverbial shoulders and shaking you.

Brushing the warnings of your snake-mind aside you slither on, coming around a bend in the long smooth wall, a slight increase of the ambient light revealing....

Oh...
"Ssss"

Oh shit
"Ssssss!"

That long low wall? With the smooth texture and slightly scales appearance? Curled protectively around the clutch of eggs you just emerged from?

Yeah, thats momma snake.

A near twenty foot long goliath of a serpent, coils of muscle and slabs of scaled flesh. Fangs like knives and a mouth big enough to swallow a man whole.

And She is most definitely dead.

*Rip*
*munchmunchmunch*
*slurp*

A gleaming carapace emerges from the far side of mama snakes head, flesh and scaled skin hanging from gnawing mandibles. Fangs, pincerlike and dripping venom that hisses on the stone, the giant centipedes scuttles farther into the hollow it has carved into Mama snakes skull, chewing out a nest for itself and its progeny in the corpse of her slain foe.

>REMAIN STILL

>HIDE

>BURROW

>SLITHER

>Other

>>2665295
>So what

SO WHAT? DUAL DICKS THAT'S WHAT

>SLITHER
Better part of valor, we can't stay here.

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>>2665346
Yeah nah fuck off.
Get the hell outta here, use our earth manipulation to sink with complete silence into the ground.

>>2665346
>SLITHER
Nope right the fuck out of here. That thing isn't leaving the area anytime soon with all that food right there.

>>2665358
>>2665346

So we burrow with magic instead of wibbleling wobbeling away

>>2665346
>BURROW
megik bitsh

>>2665346
Evacuate the fuck out of there as silently and fast as you can, use magic to burrow under ded mommas body if there is no other way out.
We cannot stay here, that is just not an option.
Dont let mommas sacrifice go to waste, get the fuck out of here, stay hidden, survive, grow and maybe plan a revenge in the far future.

>>2665346
>>BURROW

>Burrow away
>-10mana 10/20 mana remaining
>Roll me 1d20 pls. Bo3. DC10

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2665372
Magikarp bless these dice.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2665372

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2665372

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2665372

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2665372

Oh fuck this.
"Ssss"

Fuck this so fucking hard
"SSSSS"

You turn tail (literally) and slither away as fast as you can. Headed in the opposite direction of the titanic corpse of Mama Snake and her multi-legged butcher. Hurrying is hard when you have no legs and are less than six inches long but you do your best, wriggling along with a surprising turn of speed. Your tongue flicks out hurriedly as you slither along, toward the faint increase in the ambient light.

*ClackClackClackClack*

Comes from behind you, the tapping of dozens of continuous legs on stone approaching as you wriggle away. Risking a glance, you immediately regret it as you take in a rather unpleasant sight.

Mama-pede is still busily digging into Mama Snakes skull, chewing happily, oblivious to your presence. However, Papa-Pede is hot on your trail and advancing quickly.

FUCK
"HISSSSS!!"

You can't hope to outrun him, youre just a tiny snake and he is a twelve foot long centipede. This is hopeless. Is this how you die (again)? You can't die like this!

With a rush of energy, the force coursing along your nerves, [INSTINCT] screaming at you, you blindly, wildly lash out with the flood of energy, the stone ahead of you at the base of a large rounded stone warping, softening like butter under a blowtorch. From solid stone appears a hollow in the rock, a small tunnel extending downwards at a sharp angle.

Snakes, especially tiny ones, Cant really leap but you do your best, flinging yourself forward just ahead of a pair of gnashing venom filled fangs that clack together futiley as you wriggle down into the small burrow.

What the fuck?!?
"SSSSSSS?!"

You almost got eaten by a fucking giant bug!!!
"HISSSSS!!!!"

WAIT
"HISS"

Did you just... Did you just fucking use magic?! This hollow wasn't here a second ago.... And then you willed it into existence? What the fuck is going on here...

Damn you're tired... Dying, being born, almost dying again, coming to terms with your existence as a tiny snake, gaining magical abilities and almost dying again is exhausting.

>Rest. Sleepy Snek.

>Try to expand your burrow. You're small but so is this space

>Fire a Sandblast out the entrance. Fuck off bug!

>Other

>>2665404
>>Fire a Sandblast out the entrance. Fuck off bug!

>>2665404
>Fire a Sandblast out the entrance. Fuck off bug!
Then sleepy snek time

>>2665404
Rest. Sleepy Snek

>>2665404
>Fire a Sandblast out the entrance. Fuck off bug!

>>2665404
>Fire a Sandblast out the entrance. Fuck off bug!

Yeah! Lets aim at one of their fangs so we can recognize the scar later for Revengeance

>Fire a Sandblast
>-3 mana 7/20
>roll me 1d20 pls. DC8

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2665444

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2665444

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2665444

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2665444

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>2665444
>

>13! Sandblast hits Giant Centipede!
>Roll me 1d6 damage. First roll only

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>2665455

Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>2665455

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>2665455

>>2665346
You gotta cool it with the onomatopoeia my dude.

>>2665346
Mommy no...

>Giant Centipede takes 3 damage!
>47/50HP

Mandibles scrape and grind at stone as Papa-Pede attempts to gnaw his way into your burrow after you. Feelers whip and flail into the entrance of your hideout as the monstrous insect tries to dig you out. You press yourself against the far wall of the small, rounded hollow, baring your tiny fangs instinctually.

Fuck off bug!
"Hiss!"

Leave me alone!
"HIIISSSS"

Go away! I mean it!
"SSSSSSS!!!!"

FUCK OFF
*Shoooom*

That strange energy courses through you yet again, a roiling tide of power that fills every cell in your scaly body before flooding out of you. From the surface of the stone around you, a layer of dust and sand rises, swirling slightly as it gathers into a small nimbus of tiny particles, dust and grit.

"SSSSSS"
You hiss fiercely and lunge forward, the stream of a bearing particles shooting forwards at high speed. The walls of the tunnel are blasted smooth by the blast of magically powered grit, polished to a shine as the stream of particles shoots out of the narrow tunnel like a slug from a gun.

*SKREEEEE*
*ClackClackClackclackclackcla...*

The screech of startled pain and shock echoes down into your hidey hole, from the sound of it your tiny blaze of defiance caught that nasty bug right in the face!

>Get some rest (recover mana)

>offer thanks to the god of tiny snakes

>Poke your head out and take a look

>Other

>>2665480
>Get some rest (recover mana)
>offer thanks to the god of tiny snakes

>>2665480
>offer thanks to the god of tiny snakes

>>2665480
>>offer thanks to the god of tiny snakes

>>2665480
>offer thanks to the god of tiny snakes
>Get some rest (recover some mana)

>>2665480
>offer thanks to the god of tiny snakes
>Get some rest (recover some mana)

>>2665480
>offer thanks to the god of tiny snakes
>Get some rest

>>2665480
>offer thanks to the god of tiny snakes
>Poke your head out and take a look
Give him another spray to drive the point that he should fuck off. then sleep.

>Rest
>Praise the Tiny Serpent Lord!

Yeah!!
"Hissss!!!!

Fuck you bugs!
"SSSSS!!"

You curl into a protective ball, your head bobbing with what is suspiciously close to pride. Your tongue flicks out smugly as you hiss in the direction of the tunnel mouth, daring the Centipede to return. You aren't sure if there's a God of tiny magical snakes but if there is, he is most definitely on your side!

You done off with the thoughts of blasting bugs in the face and a great serpent in the clouds, watching your back down here in this cave of nightmares.

>Hours pass
>Mana Restored! 20/20

The next morning...or evening, or afternoon for that matter, you wake, stretching as much as you can in your slightly cramped space. The darkness in your burrow is near absolute, only the faintest of light filtering in through the entrance of your hidey hole.

You're tiny stomach rumbles, protesting the meagre amount of food you had consumed yesterday. As meals go, even for tiny snakes, leathery egg shells and runny egg white are not the most nourishing.

>What do?

>>2665519
Go look for food to eat. Maybe you can find some small insects to eat or the shells might be where you last left them.

>>2665519
Look for food but keep our head on a proverbial swivel.

>>2665519
>Carefully observe the surroundings of your burrow from the entrance, those centipedes might be close by
We better leave the first chance we get.

>>2665519
Relocate somewhere far away from out moms carcass(and soon to be a centipede nesting grounds), look for food as you are on the move, pay attention to any danger.

>>2665519
>>What do?
Search for food, and keep an eye out.

>>2665519
Don't we have snek powers like heat vision? Use that to find food.

>>2665542
>>2665519
Yeah. Away from... momma. Bambi?

>Relocate
>Look for food

Feed the QM an additional 2d20. DC 6 and 8

Rolled 3, 17 = 20 (2d20)

>>2665565

Rolled 9, 12 = 21 (2d20)

>>2665565

Rolled 3, 9 = 12 (2d20)

>>2665565
Time for double 1

Rolled 1, 8 = 9 (2d10)

>>2665565

Rolled 19, 2 = 21 (2d20)

>>2665565
Dices

>>2665578
Thank goodness you’re late.

>>2665480
>Get some rest (recover mana)
>offer thanks to the god of tiny snakes

>9. Ready made home discovered!
>17. Food sources discovered

Deciding that Base Camp "HolyShitBUGS" is strategically untenable, you decide to move to more suitable acommadations. Somewhere where you CAN'T hear centipedes chewing bone and clicking to each other.

Poking your head out of the burrow, you do your best impression of a periscope, swiveling left and right, checking the terrain. Around the entrance to your burrow, scrapes and gouged in the rock are splattered with droplets of a thick, greenish white substance and chunks of clearish chitin. Seems your shot of dust was well received.

Just beyond the scope of your vision sits the titanic corpse of Mama Snake, currently being renovated into a nursery/pantry for hundreds of ravenous centi-babies.

With Mama and Papa-Pede busy, you make your move, bidding farewell to the corpse of Mama and to your first self-built home. Slithering madly, keeping to cover where possible, you keep your head on a proverbial swivel, your eyes looking out into the darkness for anything. Shelter, food, things that consider YOU food, anything.

The cave floor is dark and gloomy, damp and littered with detritus, bones, loose rocks and something that smells suspiciously like shit. You make a mental note to keep your tongue in your mouth and slither onwards. Faint chitterings and scrapes echo around you, the rustle of tiny clawed feet, the clicks of insects, the faint *whoosh* of... Bats.

Bats the size of fucking rottweilers.
"Ssssss!!"

You quickly slither into the first appreciably sized cranny you can find, a large flattish stone the size of a small car concealing a hollow in the stone easily big enough for you to rest in several times over. After subconsiously smoothing the floor out with a touch of earth manipulation, you curl up snugly, your eyes glittering through the crack in the stone.

A short distance away is a flat topped pillar of stone and mud, dozens of plump, glowing mushrooms sprouting from its sides. At its top is a strangely shaped pile of stone, squat and soggy looking. You don't remember much from culinary classes but those look a lot like the ones you used to get on your burgers, if you disregard the fact they glow so brightly their clusters supply most of the light in this cave.

On the off chance that eating those is not on the itinerary, you suppose you could choke down one of those fat, black shelled beetles running around. They seem to be the only thing smaller than you around here.

>Go for the Shrooms. Lets get trippy

>Go for the Beetles. Bug hunt

>Keep looking. There has to be another way!

>>2665598
>>Go for the Beetles. Bug hunt
Don't get picky.

>>2665598
>Go for the Shrooms. Lets get trippy
I hope those aren't dung beetles down there if the mushrooms don't work out.

>>2665609
This.
Now watch the beetles be full of some hallucinogen and the mushrooms were fine all along.

>>2665598
>Go for the Shrooms. Lets get trippy

>>2665598
>Go for the Shrooms. Lets get trippy
Lets get the cleanest shrooms possible. Mabye they are magical.

>>2665598
>Go for the Beetles. Bug hunt
I'm pretty sure snek aren't omnivorous

>>2665620
typically, but we're a magic snek.

>>2665598
>Bug hunt
Sneks tend to eat living things.
Never heard of one eating a mushroom.
Then again, we are not a normal snek, are we?
Lets stick to what has most probability of working and keeping us alive for now.

>>2665598
>Go for the Beetles. Bug hunt

>>2665620
For quest purposes, if its organic and can fit in your mouth, you can eat it

>>2665642
can we try the mushrooms later?

>>2665647
Yes you can

>>2665598
>>Go for the Beetles. Bug hunt

>Go for the beetles wins.

You nearly doze off as you watch the cave floor, the vast cavern ending on all sides in darkness, not in jagged walls. The ceiling extends so high you can barely make it out, spatter of saliva, scraps of meat and guano from the massive bats roosting among the ceiling fall like rain. And scooping up that foul rain?

Hordes of fat, slow beetles, their shiny black shells standing out like little moving pebbles as they swarm around the small islands of detritus like fat kids on a spilled ice cream truck.

Not exactly an appetizing meal but they at least don't look poisonous.

With shrieks that grate on your hearing like knives, the swarms of bats on the ceiling suddenly take flight, circling as one gargantuan flock around the perimeter of the cavern before sweeping outwards towards what you suppose would be the east. Their chittering slowly grows more distant before fading away all together. Whatever way leads out of this massive cavern, it must lie to the east you sleepily realize.

Suddenly you bolt as upright as a snake can, offering a quick prayer of praise to the Tiny Snake God as you realize what this means. The bats are *GONE*! You can move without fear of being swept down on by a ravenous bat bigger than Atlas.

Slithering out of base camp "Pancake Rock", you make your way over to a nearby pile of filth where the beetles seem to congregate, the oblivious little bugs trunking along despite your presence.

>Roll me 1d20, lets see how your hunt goes. DC8

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2665690

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2665690

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2665690

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2665690
ew. I can't believe you guys want to eat the beetles that eat shit.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2665690
"Pancake Rock" sounds like something you would listen to during breakfast.

>>2665699
as opposed to mushrooms that grow on shit?

>>2665704
>A short distance away is a flat topped pillar of stone and mud, dozens of plump, glowing mushrooms sprouting from its sides. At its top is a strangely shaped pile of stone, squat and soggy looking. You don't remember much from culinary classes but those look a lot like the ones you used to get on your burgers, if you disregard the fact they glow so brightly their clusters supply most of the light in this cave.
I don't see any mention of them growing on shit.

>>2665713
And there is no mention of beetles explicitly eating shit. They may as well only go after those meatscraps.

Anyway, there is a bigger problem.
Is Tiny Snake God a god of tiny snakes, or a tiny god of snakes?
This is very important.

>>2665740
A Tiny God of Snakes
>"Phenomenal cosmic power!... Itty-bitty living space."

>>2665740
>you make your way over to a nearby pile of filth where the beetles seem to congregate
Come on.
Kind of obvious. If it were mean scraps then it would say meat scraps.

>>2665753

Clearly we're the Midgard Serpent and our God is just future us.

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>>2665761
Praise Jörmungandr! The biggest of the danger noodles!

>>2665767
Truly, the most Dangerous of Noodles!

>>2665760
After some jumping from definition to definition I see no problem classifying those meatscraps as filth.
Anyway, lets just agree to disagree and stop this pointless arguing. Whether bugs eat batshit or mushrooms grow on batshit or neither or both is not really that important.

Ugh. These bugs are legitimately crawling through shit.
"Ssssss"

That one is EATING shit!
"SssssSSSsss!!"

*tiny snake stomach rumbling*
>EAT IIIIITTTT"
Screams [INSTINCT] ratting the bars of the mental cage you've stuffed it into.

Blegh. Fortune favors the bold you suppose.

"Hisssss"
You focus on a target, a fat, round beetle, its legs puttering obviously across the stone floor as its trundles along, feelers waving. Your tongue flicks out, tasting the air, your mouth almost watering despite your trepidation. You lunge, your tiny maw wide open and minuscule teeth bared
*snap*

You yank your neck back triumphantly, the struggling beetle clutched in your jaws. Its legs flail and search desperately for purchase in the unforgiving air as you open your jaw wider, [INSTINCT] taking over, the bones in your jaw impinging and allowing the unhappy beetle to slide down your throat like a faintly kicking pill.

>+1 Skill Point
>+5EXP. 5/100 EXP

Fucking WELL then

Animal contentment wars with human interest as you look on the beetles with new eyes. This could be a very eventful lunch.

>Time passes.

You sluggishly return to Camp "Pancake Rock", your belly swollen with beetles and various other insects, including a particularly large cricket that fought most valiantly to escape you. With the slightest application of Earth Manipulation, you manage to fit through the gap, the crack widening just enough to allow you to the safety of this small hollow.

As you curl up for a well deserved rest, you can't help but notice the small tingle in the back of your mind. Focusing on it faintly reveals a faint glowing text in the corner of your vision.

>LEVEL UP

>Sleepy Snek

>upgrades first

>Expand your burrow

>other

>>2665804
>upgrades first
Let's see what we got.

>>2665804
Upgrade first, we'll likely be lethargic for a while with all the food we've eaten. On a plus note, we won't need to eat for a while either.

>>2665804
>>upgrades first

>>2665804
>>upgrades first
Later let's see what instinct has to say about the mushrooms. At the very least they would make pretty useful natural lighting for our home.

>Upgrades first

Focusing on the tickle in the back of your mind, your "Menu" pops up, overlapping and blacking out your vision with flashing, glowing text. All sensation of your body goes away as your mind moves *up*

>20 skill points available
>Which skill tree do you wish to access?

>Physical

>Mystical

>Combat

>>2665842
>>Physical

>>2665842
>Physical
I reject the notion of being a glass cannon!

>>2665842
>Mystical

>>2665842
which ever makes us bigger.
i want to be a thicc udon noodle

>>2665853
Leveling up makes you bigger.

>>2665855
mystical then

>>2665842
>>Mystical
Lets try and level up our earth sculpting.

>>2665842
>Mystical

>>2665842
>Mystical

>>2665842
I want to be the most magical fucking danger noodle there is.

>Mystically Majestic

>>2665842
>Mystical.
We shall grow wings!

>>2665842
Mystical
Should went wind and then we could fly

>>2666005

We can go full Kukulkan if we pick wind as secondary.

>>2666005
>>2666007
We should totally get some wind and fire if we can help it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gs069dndIYk

>>2666007
>Kukulkan
>We'll get a tribe of primitive people to worship us and feed us and in exchange we'll bring rain or something.
Sign me up senpai

>Mystical

Again, you mentally *click* on the option, the glowing text of "MYSTICAL" sliding upwards to reside at the top of your view. Multiple other options fade in below the main text, flashing slightly in different colors.

>Flame I:5pnts

>Water I:5pnts

>Earth II:15pnts (unlock tier II spells)
>Earth Manipulation II:10pnts. Increase effect of Earth Manipulation.
>Sandblast II:10pnts. Increased damage. 1d6+1 Blinds enemy for 1d3 turns

>Healing II:Unlock Tier II Healing Spells. 15pnts
>Minor heal II:10pnts.+4HP
>Health Regen 1:5pnts. +1hp per turn regeneration

>Mind:100pnts

>Soul:1000pnts

>>2666029
No-

> Wind 5 pnts

Cursed My man why you do this?

>>2666029
how many points do we have?

>>2666032
We have Earth, I'm assuming we can't have opposing elements. Either that or Cursed made a mistake

>>2666029
>Health regen 1
>water 1
Are the only thing I want from this right now unless,
>look at the other option.

>>2666032
>>2666034
Air/wind wasn't an option last time either

>>2666029
>Healing II:Unlock Tier II Healing Spells. 15pnts
>Health Regen 1:5pnts. +1hp per turn regeneration
Guys let's get healing. We can get mad bucks for healing people for muney.
muney = food.

>>2666032
Wind wasn't an option. I can add it on the next upgrade screen but ill have to come up with some Wind spells

>>2666033
You have 20.

>>2666043
does regeneration drain magic?

>>2666045
Nope. Passive ability but it doesn't work while in combat. It basically lets you heal by resting

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>>2666043

> Pic Related

> Health Regen 1
And
> Minor Heal
Intrigue me

>>2666047
I'm glad someone gets me.
moneymoneymoneymoneymoneymoneymoneymoneymoneymoneymoneymoneymoneymoney

>>2666029
>Minor heal II:10pnts.+4HP
>Health Regen 1:5pnts. +1hp per turn regeneration
>Flame I:5pnts

>>2666047
>>2666052
oh can't get minor healing yet without unlocking the second rank.

>>2666044
If we have 20 points then,

>>2666029
>Healing II:15pnts
>Flame I:5pnts

>>2666057
Yes you can. Tier II spells are different spells alltogether. Upgrading spells is different than unlocking new ones

>>2666060
>Healing II:Unlock Tier II Healing Spells
uuuhhhh

>>2666061
oh well fuck me. my bad.

>>2666029
>>Health Regen 1:5pnts. +1hp per turn regeneration
>Healing II:Unlock Tier II Healing Spells. 15pnts

>>2666062
Yes, and?

>>2666061
if that's the case then >>2666052 blow our load on in honey boy

>>2666029
>Health Regen 1:5pnts. +1hp per turn regeneration
>Healing II:Unlock Tier II Healing Spells. 15pnts
The path to immortality lies here!

>Minor heal II:10pnts.+4HP
>Health Regen 1:5pnts. +1hp per turn regeneration
>Flame I:5pnts

Seems to be the winner. Bueno?

>>2666078
Whatever works.

>>2666078
looks good.
hey we can make some BBQ with fire magic. Sweet.

>>2666078
I'm a bit sad that we're spending EVERYTHING but I'll live with it

>>2666078
Yes. Oh baby, I can't wait to go down the Flame tree.

You quickly make your desired selections, the highlighted options blinking once before ceasing their gentle pulsing and becoming bright, moving to the center of your minds eye.

>Spells unlocked
>Flame Breathe I: Breathe a spurt of flame and scorch the flesh of foes! Can set flammable objects alight. 1d6 damage. 5 mana per use
>Flame Resistance I: Take -1 on all flame based damage. Passive ability
>Health Regen I. +1hp per turn regeneration outside of combat. Passive ability

>Spells upgraded
Minor heal II.+4HP. -4 mana

Your "Upgrade menu" fades away, leaving your minds eye in darkness for a moment before a new text rolls across the screen.

>Stats increased
>Level 2 Mystical Serpent
>Titles: Rare Beast
>12/12HP
>25/25Mana
>Attacks
-Bite I
>Spells
-Earth Manipulation I
-Sandblast I
-Minor Heal II
-Flame Breathe I
>Passive abilities
-Flame Resistance I
-Health Regen I

Your vision fades back in slowly as you stretch, your body feeling cramped after laying in that coil for so long. A strange rustle catches your attention and you swivel your head around to look around you.

What the..?
"Sssss?"

You've grown!

Not much, you're barely seven inches long now and only slightly thicker around than someone's finger but you're BIGGER and that's what matters. All around is the remnants of your shed skin, rustling around you like dry leaves. Like translucent sheets of scales, they cling to your sides, peeling off in strips.

From the lack of chattering above Camp Pancake Rock, you know that the bats are either still away or out for the night. Damn you miss clocks.

Your stomach rumbles slightly, bringing a exasperated hiss from you as you do your best imitation of an eye roll, a side to side bobbing of your head.

>Go get some food.

>Look around.

>Expand your little home.

>Relocate yet again

>other

>>2666146
>>Expand your little home.
Also get rid of the scales, not near the house tho.

>>2666146
>Expand your little home.
then let's go test some shrooms. I want some space for organic lamps.

>>2666152
we're magical so the scales might be worth something to a wizard or alchemist. Let's bury them.

>>2666152
>>2666159
This

>>2666146
>Go get some food.

>Put the shed skin somewhere safe
>Expand your little home
>-10 Mana
>15/25 Remaining
>Roll me 1d20 pls because reasons. Specify what you want to do.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>2666182
make a pit and shove all the excess material outside. Make a small holes in the wall to store small stuff in.

>>2666182
oh and make the entrance slightly larger to accommodate for our size.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2666182
>>2666188
This sounds good, also make reinforcing arches to strengthen ceiling. And traps.

>>2666191
You're just molding solid stone. Making traps would require either metal manipulation or enchantment

>>2666191
the arches sound smart, but what kind of traps did you have in mind?

Here's an idea for a trap.
A false bottom with a ton of spikes with the fake floor being thin enough to support it's own weight but not the weight of another creature. If anything falls in and tries to get out we can just bury them alive.
Only we can move around it because we're a noodle.

>>2666205
This is a trap that would work. I correct my statement of
>>2666195

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2666182

>>2666208
I also forgot to add grabbing a few mushrooms. for the glowing fungus we can put them in one of the alcoves.

You look around your suddenly far too cozy home and have a surge of creativity come over you. Your new size makes the hollow of Camp "Pancake Rock" just a tad cramped.

Tapping into the buzzing energy in the back of your skull you hiss in excitement as the power floods through every cell in your body. Under your will, stone flows like wet clay, molding and shaping itself into a rounded, gently sloping hollow easily big enough to hold you several times over in depth and width. In the walls of the rounded hollow go small "shelves" for you to place things you find. You aren't sure what things you'll find in this cavern that you'll want to keep but it never hurts to be prepared. On a whim, you push the shed skin with your nose into one of the alcove, packing them in tightly and sealing the hollow off with a thin shell of stone.

You don't want a bug infestation.

After applying the finishing touches and considering implementing some traps in the future, you curl in the center of your newly renovated home, plenty of space in all directions. You feel faintly tired, a weariness in your mind that slowly replenished itself as you rest.

>Mana 18/25

>What do?

>Go get some food

>scout the area

>Other (Write in)

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>2666269
Build a snek tunnel that leads from here to some place near the mouth of the cave but away from where the bulldog sized bats typically roost.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2666280
Support

>>2666280
>Mouth of the cave

Buddy that is a huge, massive multi(20+) turn project you are proposing. And the mouth of the cave is far far far farther away than you think it is.

>>2666269
>food
Time to get stalking

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2666288
...I did not know that. Changing my vote to Get some fried bugs to store for later?
Do I get a re-roll?

>>2666321
Seconding.

>>2666321
Food is good for growing sneks

>>2666323
You get a reroll. Try to keep them for when I ask for them however.

>Search for food

The faint rumblings in your stomach bring your head up, tongue flickering as you swivel your head around, listening for the telltale chittering of the giant bats.

Hearing nothing, you poke your head from the crack that serves as the entrance to your base camp. Doing your periscope imitation reveals no giant bats, snake eating centipedes, giant rats or any other larger than average beasties. Just a few trundling beetles and those strange blue mushrooms.

>Eat some beetles .

>Go snag some mushrooms

>Go look for something a bit bigger.

>>2666360
>Go snag some mushrooms

>>2666360
>Go snag some mushrooms
when do we roll?

>>2666382
When they are asked for

>>2666360
>Go snag some mushrooms

and hope that you won't trip balls.

>Snag some Mushrooms
>Roll me 1d20 pls because reasons. Lets get trippy

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2666390

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>2666390

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2666390

>>2666409
should i be worried?

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2666390

>>2666409
>>2666416
......
...looks like we're in for one wild ride.

>>2666415
Should you be worried? Nah
>>2666409
>>2666416

question:
Can we gain the other starting traits eventually? Like the massive one?

>1. Oh shiggy diggy

Slithering out from your little crevice, you slide across the cave floor as quickly as you dare. Booping a cricket out of your way, you make your way towards the flat topped pillar, its sides clustered thickly with the plump glowing mushrooms.

Squeezing between stones, under fallen bones and over a heap of fetid bat dung, you pop your head up, swiveling left and right.

Coast is clear
"Ssssss!"

Slithering forward, you approach the base of the pillar, the mushrooms glow attracting swarms of large pale white moths, the fat, flittering creatures bumping into the luminescent fungus. Looking around, you can tell that the area is strangely empty, the ground almost completely clean.

Suddenly the squat, lumpy shape atop the pillar moves, a long sticky tongue flashing out to smack into a particularly juicy moth, drawing it back into its mouth with a wet *smack*.

Oh. Oh dear.
"Sass...sssss"

That is a LARGE frog.

Freezing like a noodley statue, you watch the squat, obese frog carefully, taking in every detail of the creature. Its skin is speckled brown and green, folds of blubber hanging off its sides as it slowly shifts, smacking its lips as its bulbous, black eyes intently watch the fluttering moths. Its easily the size of a car tire, its squat body hanging off the edges of the column.

>Attack.

>Sneaky Snek.

>Observe.

>Flee.

>>2666428
if some very specific requirements are met. Eat certain things, invest in the right things and do the right things and MAYBE.

>>2666443
>Flee.
fuck that. we'll get some mushrooms later when we're bigger. Let's go collect some food for later and now.
Compared to the bulldog sized bats, how large is the frog?

>>2666457
Are you sure you wish to flee? His vision is based on fast movement

>>2666457
The bats are much larger than the frog. Their bodies are the size of large dogs.

>>2666443
>Attack.

>>2666443
>Observe.
burrow and observe. If we were venemous wede have a chance here but we arnt so we might as well see how to hunt moths.

>>2666461
I guess we'll over then

>>2666487
*observe

>>2666479
I support the only non retarded option

>>2666491
If we get big enough I'd like to bully the toad and keep it as a pet. That way we can snack on any bugs or animals it attracts.

>>2666443
>we could use earth manipulation to create a series of spikes around us, though that frog might be tough and magical.

>snek unless people want atak.

>Observe

You press yourself as tightly as you can against the ground, a unconscious use of Earth Manipulation folding out a small furrow around your body, letting you sit flush with the stone. Only your head pokes above the surface as you watch the obese toad from your concealed position.

From what you can see,it has the ultimate in amphibian dwellings, the constant drip of water onto its back from the stalagmites on the ceiling keeping it well moistened. The glowing mushrooms draw a seemingly endless tide of the fat, fluttering moths in range of its tongue. From what you can see of its body and the wear on the edges of the stone pillar, this toad hasn't moved from this spot in YEARS.

"Skree!"

What the..??
"Hissss?!"

With the leathery snap of wings, a black shape flits through the gloom, twisting and darting as it snags first one, then another moth from the air, crushing them down with sharp white fangs. The road swells, its eyes bulging as it rises to its full height, its throat inflating as it unleashes a mighty croak at the thief. The young bat swoops around, teasing the toad as it snatches ever more moths from the air, screeching tauntingly.

"Grrrrooooowwk!!"
The long pink tongue swipes out, narrowly missing the young bat.

"Scree!!"
A spiteful screech after a successful dodge, snatching a fat moth from the air just in front of the toads nose.

"Grrrroooowwwk!"
A stubby foreleg swipes at the air, rolls of blubber jiggling as the bat rakes the toads back with its claws.

"Scree!!!"
The brave young bat swoops around again, its bloodied claws extended as it screeches in triumph

*snap*
*crunch*

In the span of a heartbeat, the battle is over, the young bat simply vanishing from existence as the toads long tongue swipes it from the air. Unable to free itself from the sticky projectile, the screeching bat is drawn into that yawning maw, the cavernous mouth snapping shut, A twitching wingtip protruding from between the toads jaws as it gulps happily.

Swallowing, the toad wiggles against pillar, adjusting itself, heedless of it's bleeding back as its tongue protrudes from its lips, eyes shut in contentment as [INSTINCT] begins screaming at you to hide, get low, burrow, play dead, anything!

With a whoosh of rushing wind that sends moths spiralling away in distress and a single, agonized croak, the toad is gone. Carried away in the clutches of some great, midnight black shadow with wings. A bat, so immense in size your mind barely comprehends it.

You shake your head in shock, wriggling from side to side in your makeshift trench, watching the brave fat toad fly away in the clutches of that monster. Turning back to the pillar, you look carefully at the pillar, its flat, well worn top conspicuously empty

>Its free real estate...

>You've grown fond of your new home

>Other

>>2666479
seconding

>>2666564
>>You've grown fond of your new home

>>2666564
>You've grown fond of your new home

We are way too small to be up and out in the open just yet.

>>2666573
You can create a hollow in the pillar. Just sayin'

>>2666443
>Sneaky Snek.
This thing is way too powerful for us right now. Either we avoid it, or we escape, and escaping would only draw its attention.

>>2666564
>Its free real estate...
We're closer to this than our hovel. We should make a thick protective dome around it.

I WILL AVENGE YOU FROGGO!!!