II. I wanted to make a serious narrative post but I rolled the ******* foot dimension

[Ninjay 1184]

Spoiler

A very important followup

 

They are watching.

This, he knows. He can feel their eyes on him. Distant eyes, peering at him through the trees and mists. He knows not what they are - but, he feels, he knows their nature, their disposition, their intent.

It is not solely them, though, which gives him pause. Another set of eyes watches him. Not of this place, not like those he can see. No, this set is of some different being, of no home nor place of origin. Something else. Something dangerous.

A l è a

I cannot remain here for long.

He was unsure how much time he had spent here already.  An infinite expanse of reflective, gray water lay in all directions, with a sky of yellow-white above. It seemed entirely undisturbed save for when he took a step. Ripples rolled out from his greaves and cloak which floated atop the water as it trailed behind. His trudging across the plane was the sole sound in a sea of silence, water sloshing with each step and sending quiet reverberations off into the distance. Nothing came in turn. A desolate, barren place, so it would seem. 

At first, it had seemed he was alone entirely. There was no sign of other disturbance in this place of emptiness. It was an uncanny thing, but still novel enough to spur him to walk, in hopes of a clearing of the mind. Alone with his thoughts, yet hoping to drive them away, he stepped through the shallows.

When he first came upon the trees, despondent and pitiful looking, they did not draw his attention. Simply something to break up the monotony, with little of interest to them. Until he noticed.

The first sign; at some point, by chance or fate, perhaps due to luck or owed to weariness of such an alien place, he happened to glance down. He noticed, then, movement atop the water. Not his own ripples. Others. Tiny waves, barely perceptible, rolling in from distances unknown, lapping against the plate he wore as he came to a standstill.

He was not alone.

It seemed this was no place of true respite.

He continued onwards, albeit with far more attention paid to his surroundings. Gradually, as time passed and the sky above darkened towards a grim gray, their presence became more apparent.

Tall, spindly, skeletal-esque creatures crept through the trees in the distance, further concealed by a light mist that seemed to permeate the area. Their stilt-like appendages served them well for doing little to disturb the water, and were nearly enough to keep them discrete. They crept and prowled about with movements that seemed simultaneously slow and jerked, caught up in their own focuses - until they noticed him. The longer he walked, the more he felt their attention turn towards him. How many eyes were upon him? Tens? Hundreds? Thousands? He was unsure. The sensation ebbed and flowed like the ripples they all sent across the water covering the realm. He was not dismayed, though. He was well armed, capable, self-assured. He had fought things more horrid than such creatures, unnerving as they were.

Then, the second sign. A different one, one he could tell was foreign to such a place.

The air there was stagnant, unmoving beyond the terse breathing and small shifts he and the stalkers of the realm caused. As little movement as there was upon the water, there was even less in the air. It was for this reason that a gentle thing froze him up. 

A faint breeze passed by.

The lifeless tree branches, having sat unmoving since time immemorial, rustled. It kissed his armor from behind, just enough to pass through the gaps and be felt upon the skin. Hairs stood up on the back of his neck, and goosebumps ran across his entirety. Even the stalkers seemed to take note of it, their eyes shifting away from him and towards the direction from which he had come. It was then that he felt it - another gaze, unlike those about him now. Some piercing thing, of a nature he knew he could not comprehend. The corners of his vision darkened, as if shadows had crept into his peripheral and threatened to engulf him entirely. Slowly, he dared to glance over his shoulder in the direction it seemed to be coming from.

Nothing. No great beast, no cosmic creature, no visible entity. Nothing. Just empty space, of water and dead trees, the same as he had left it. Still, it was fully apparent. Something was wrong. Something was here.

He pressed onwards, hurried now. The place and its inhabitants were unsettling already; this, though, was some new thing, which he knew sought calamity. The sky continued to darken, as evening transitioned to dusk. Preoccupied with the new presence that had arrived, it took some time for him to recognize that their eyes, too, had returned to him. And they were growing closer. The mist encroached, and with it their unearthly eyes came into greater and greater proximity. 

I cannot stay here.

It was a testament to his composure that he did not break into a mad dash. Or, perhaps, it was a sign of foolishness that he did not act with even further haste.

They come. It comes. I cannot stay here.

Salt would not function here, in this land covered in water. He came to a halt, and fell to his knees. Using his hands, he forced dirt and mud from the ground under the water into a haphazard circle, sufficient for ritual usage. He knew not where he was to go - there was no time to think of such. All that mattered was no longer being here.

They encroached. It encroached.

Rising to a stand once more, intent was enacted, and a familiar ring of brine and salt water began to rise about him. In the moments before it fully shielded him and sent him sailing off through the cosmos to another place, he was afforded a final view of that which surrounded him.

The mists were but some dozens of meters away, and the stalkers within were uncomfortably near. Along the path he had walked, though, there was no mist. Instead, there was some miasmic blackness, some amalgamation of shadow and cosmic force, allowing itself to be seen. It was not of here, no. It was not of anywhere, lest the idea of cosmic correction could be called a home. Even the stalkers, ever curious, seemed dismayed at its presence, the closest ones to it balking away and retreating.

In those final moments of waning light, as the process came to completion and he was ferried away, he felt its focus upon him. More concerningly, he felt it even as he found himself arriving in an entirely different existence. 

They would cross paths again.

 

S t e n c h

Here, there was no goodness. There was his weeping, there was his crying, and there was his gnashing of teeth, as he was forced to witness that which could only be described as unholy - unholy in a way he had never fathomed.

He was unsure he would ever recover.

 

Spoiler

 

WHY WHY WHY WHY??

SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME.

RELEASE ME!!

. . .

. . . . .

. . . . . . .

 

Does God ever look upon his creation, and feel regret?

 

Images generated by AI. Except for the last one. That is a ninjayyz original.

I didn’t want to write this.

**** you.

[trinn 5128]

even if i hide this, i'll still be able to see it 😭

[Ninjay 1184]

1 minute ago, trinn said:

even if i hide this, i'll still be able to see it 

Hey this is real self rp that my character went through can you be respectful of it please? Thank you.

[The Tough Guy 4319]

type of shi ninjay does instead of joining vc

[PrinceJose270 1211]

@NinjayCertainly a step in the right direction, idk too much about shunting to really say much. But i heard its a crazy feet. 

All you can do now is keep your right foot forward into the next dimentsion.

Enjoy the puns. truely a step up!

[Hiccup392 724]

i understand your pain like no other.

[StingyParrot 1595]

2 minutes ago, Hiccup392 said:

i understand your pain like no other.

when are we going gambling

[KeiaTypeBeat 3277]

I'm sobbing and screaming and wailing this is so sad

[Venomous_Pup 2978]

THE WITCH OF CHAOS CACKLES AS I META GAME THIS 
"KNOW MY PAIN! JAY AMARANTH!"
 

[sarahbarah 7105]

craziest digital footprint

[Cheese 8880]

So was this like a one time thing or are you going back or......

[MonteGiant 891]

Give me Shunting Please, I will do nothing with it but have it.

[Wizry 1218]

[Slorbin 2932]

this is what you get for learning planeswalking

[Morigung-oog 5697]

Not truly a shunter til you've rolled the foot dimension. GGs.