Up Through the Dirt
We are apparently underground…
We have met another amalgam of species
That do not recognize our sentience…
Because they have no singular consciousness
We killed the black queen…
The red queen is trying to talk to us…
And driving Khut mad…
The Skullcap lets Khut understand…
But its much bigger than he is…
Pheremonal in nature…massive in scope…
Like talking to the north wind…
So…CRAZY TIME!
Some of us went deeper…
Where there are borer worms…
That poop gems…
We’re in some kind of temple…belonging to the snake-folk…
With snake architecture…Contemplative in theme…
A “place of watching”…
A long corridor…ending in a zen rock-garden…
Not raked, but coiled…
Dead critters little the room…
Hulks, xorn, fishers, piercers…
Vadim reaches out to an interlocutor…
Asking how they make a new queen?
A gossamer-winged thing comes up the corridor…
Like an enormous red ant…
Centauroid in pose…
Vadim makes it an offering of honey…
Khut thinks stinky thoughts and tries to make contact…
Communication comes inimages, flashes of emotion…
Much more rich emotional channel than mammals…
Vadim tries hard to convey friendly thoughts…
Ado minor-images our life story…
It responds by stinging him in the hip…
There is an odd lump on his leg…
And now they can talk freely…
From the hip…
Negotiations are complicated…to say the least…
A lot of time is spent comparing vocabulary…
We try to warn it about the OE and the EC…
OE they refer to as “old one in the desert”…
They lack numbers to survive the encounter…
Snake-folk they call the mind-killer…
We try to figure out how to take them with us…
They need “things I use to awaken my parts”
Of course, we’ve got snakes with us…
Which is a problem…
In order to leave, we need to round up its memories
The black ones…because it lost the queen…
The black queen tunnels have gone wild…
a.k.a get royal jelly from black hive…
It gives us free passage “without amalgam”…
But we may wish to “hold firmly”…
We head for the borer holes towards the black hive…
The tunnel network is extensive…three dimensional…
All manner of Amalgam species flow in and out…
Except, of course, for the big, bad warriors…
The emissary leads us in and towards the Red nurseries…
To show us the sort of thing we’ll be looking for…
Which are, of course, very heavily defended…
Some mantises barf up some stew…
Khut chows down…of course…
Khadagan and Barruk start to lose their grip…
A strange anxiety in their guts…
A need to draw their weapons and protect…
We break off baby-meal-time and head for the black side…
The pheremones in the black hive are a chaotic babble…
We head up, get some fresh air, then dive in a sinkhole…
Lose sand clogs the sinkhole…Khut starts burrowing…
We land in the dark, in a “left-handed” hive…
We head left…and find enormous numbers of dead bugs…
A free-for-all after the queen died…
Fairly thoroughly eaten…
We gather up some chitin…
slap together some make-shift shields…
We head for the nurseries…
and we “hear” a mad gibbering of pheremones…
Khut goes stealthy in picks his way ahead…
Into a large chamber, part of a buried building
AND there are a ton of black warriors…
They stampede past Khut…
Towards the rest of the party…
Khut fires a squeeler arrow in warning…
Everyone hides…
They go right past us…
Khut says…oops…this way…
We double back…and then are suddenly burred…
As the ceiling collapses…
We try to dig out…bugs drop on us…
Khut stabs one with a knife…IT EXPLODES!
Khadagan stabs one in the pants…
Sorqutani unleashes the PIXIES!
Vadim turns them pink…
Ithunn splatters another one all over the walls…
Squee makes with a stinking cloud…
Which WRECKS scent-based creatures…
Khut digs out and shoots a pink one…splattering it…
Barruk hurls one into a wall…
And sets off a thumper…
They are coming…
Khadagan tears one’s legs off and beats it to death…
Sorqutani cooks one inside its carapace…
Vadim sloshes some stuff on the floor and lights it…
Cutting off our retreat with a wall of fire…
Ithunn spin-kicks one through the wall nuking it…
They come on strong…and get kicked through the wall…
And we walk away from the explosions…
We head for the nursery…the tunnel dipping down…
There are an enormous number of excited bugs down there…
Moving in and out aggressively with eggs in tow…
Squee drops some stinking clouds…we drop ropes…
Khut, Khad, and Vadim rappel down to snag some jelly…
Vadim spies the jelly…which they are hauling out…
They scoop it up and store it in neck-sacks…
The stench happens…3 out of 5 couriers run for it…
2 spew up the thick white jelly…
Khut and Khadagan swing in and turn blender on the couriers
Squee slides down the rope and starts scooping jelly…
Vadim dominates a courier and it starts gathering jelly
Ado paints it green to indicate not to shoot it…
Sorqutani conjures some flaming, burning weasels…
and starts herding bugs…
Khut drops one with an volley of arrows…
and rushes and scoops jelly wildly…
Two charge in and start chomping on Khut and Khad…
AND they turn pink, thanks to Squee…
AND Khad bisects one…
Khut decapitates the other…
The other drones mass to stampede…
BUT Sorq drops a fireball on them…
They DIE…burning ant pieces go flying…
We grab the jelly and run…
AS A SWARM OF SOLDIER ANTS COME POURING IN…
AND we start carving the giant pile of dead bugs up for meat!
And the author said, “This is good, this thing I have done.” And he went for lunch and a drink. And it was good!
We have met another amalgam of species
That do not recognize our sentience…
Because they have no singular consciousness
We killed the black queen…
The red queen is trying to talk to us…
And driving Khut mad…
The Skullcap lets Khut understand…
But its much bigger than he is…
Pheremonal in nature…massive in scope…
Like talking to the north wind…
So…CRAZY TIME!
Some of us went deeper…
Where there are borer worms…
That poop gems…
We’re in some kind of temple…belonging to the snake-folk…
With snake architecture…Contemplative in theme…
A “place of watching”…
A long corridor…ending in a zen rock-garden…
Not raked, but coiled…
Dead critters little the room…
Hulks, xorn, fishers, piercers…
Vadim reaches out to an interlocutor…
Asking how they make a new queen?
A gossamer-winged thing comes up the corridor…
Like an enormous red ant…
Centauroid in pose…
Vadim makes it an offering of honey…
Khut thinks stinky thoughts and tries to make contact…
Communication comes inimages, flashes of emotion…
Much more rich emotional channel than mammals…
Vadim tries hard to convey friendly thoughts…
Ado minor-images our life story…
It responds by stinging him in the hip…
There is an odd lump on his leg…
And now they can talk freely…
From the hip…
Negotiations are complicated…to say the least…
A lot of time is spent comparing vocabulary…
We try to warn it about the OE and the EC…
OE they refer to as “old one in the desert”…
They lack numbers to survive the encounter…
Snake-folk they call the mind-killer…
We try to figure out how to take them with us…
They need “things I use to awaken my parts”
Of course, we’ve got snakes with us…
Which is a problem…
In order to leave, we need to round up its memories
The black ones…because it lost the queen…
The black queen tunnels have gone wild…
a.k.a get royal jelly from black hive…
It gives us free passage “without amalgam”…
But we may wish to “hold firmly”…
We head for the borer holes towards the black hive…
The tunnel network is extensive…three dimensional…
All manner of Amalgam species flow in and out…
Except, of course, for the big, bad warriors…
The emissary leads us in and towards the Red nurseries…
To show us the sort of thing we’ll be looking for…
Which are, of course, very heavily defended…
Some mantises barf up some stew…
Khut chows down…of course…
Khadagan and Barruk start to lose their grip…
A strange anxiety in their guts…
A need to draw their weapons and protect…
We break off baby-meal-time and head for the black side…
The pheremones in the black hive are a chaotic babble…
We head up, get some fresh air, then dive in a sinkhole…
Lose sand clogs the sinkhole…Khut starts burrowing…
We land in the dark, in a “left-handed” hive…
We head left…and find enormous numbers of dead bugs…
A free-for-all after the queen died…
Fairly thoroughly eaten…
We gather up some chitin…
slap together some make-shift shields…
We head for the nurseries…
and we “hear” a mad gibbering of pheremones…
Khut goes stealthy in picks his way ahead…
Into a large chamber, part of a buried building
AND there are a ton of black warriors…
They stampede past Khut…
Towards the rest of the party…
Khut fires a squeeler arrow in warning…
Everyone hides…
They go right past us…
Khut says…oops…this way…
We double back…and then are suddenly burred…
As the ceiling collapses…
We try to dig out…bugs drop on us…
Khut stabs one with a knife…IT EXPLODES!
Khadagan stabs one in the pants…
Sorqutani unleashes the PIXIES!
Vadim turns them pink…
Ithunn splatters another one all over the walls…
Squee makes with a stinking cloud…
Which WRECKS scent-based creatures…
Khut digs out and shoots a pink one…splattering it…
Barruk hurls one into a wall…
And sets off a thumper…
They are coming…
Khadagan tears one’s legs off and beats it to death…
Sorqutani cooks one inside its carapace…
Vadim sloshes some stuff on the floor and lights it…
Cutting off our retreat with a wall of fire…
Ithunn spin-kicks one through the wall nuking it…
They come on strong…and get kicked through the wall…
And we walk away from the explosions…
We head for the nursery…the tunnel dipping down…
There are an enormous number of excited bugs down there…
Moving in and out aggressively with eggs in tow…
Squee drops some stinking clouds…we drop ropes…
Khut, Khad, and Vadim rappel down to snag some jelly…
Vadim spies the jelly…which they are hauling out…
They scoop it up and store it in neck-sacks…
The stench happens…3 out of 5 couriers run for it…
2 spew up the thick white jelly…
Khut and Khadagan swing in and turn blender on the couriers
Squee slides down the rope and starts scooping jelly…
Vadim dominates a courier and it starts gathering jelly
Ado paints it green to indicate not to shoot it…
Sorqutani conjures some flaming, burning weasels…
and starts herding bugs…
Khut drops one with an volley of arrows…
and rushes and scoops jelly wildly…
Two charge in and start chomping on Khut and Khad…
AND they turn pink, thanks to Squee…
AND Khad bisects one…
Khut decapitates the other…
The other drones mass to stampede…
BUT Sorq drops a fireball on them…
They DIE…burning ant pieces go flying…
We grab the jelly and run…
AS A SWARM OF SOLDIER ANTS COME POURING IN…
AND we start carving the giant pile of dead bugs up for meat!
And the author said, “This is good, this thing I have done.” And he went for lunch and a drink. And it was good!
- From the ramblings of Khut
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