T̷h̷e̸ ̵G̶a̴m̸e̵ - A VR Role-play

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Evan followed the child’s orders and found a decently sized branch to draw a circle around himself. He watched in fear as Lyra freaked out out of no where, as if something invisible was attacking her. “What’s wrong? What’s on you?” he choked out, far more fearful of stepping out of his circle and whatever was attacking Lyra attack him.

Lieu watched completely unamused by Lyra’s struggle with the small eight-legged insect. “Stay in your circles!” she hissed at them both, “Don’t do anything stupid!”

At Lieu’s final words, emerged a 7-foot tall mutant arachnid with an entirely black body and scattered orange stripes on its appendages. It’s numerous bulbous eyes stared directly at the three humans, remaining still until it suddenly began to skitter over to its first victim without warning.

Lieu sat completely still with her eyes closed as the spider swiftly passed her by, feeling the rumble as each of its legs made contact with the ground. It seemed that she was completely at peace with how calm and unbothered her face was, but she was truly panicking on the inside.

Evan yelled at the top at his lungs as the spider made its way towards him, fighting every urge in his body to not abandon his circle as it made its descent on him. The spiders jaws opened wide, just inches away from him now. I’m gonna die.. I’m gonna die.. I’m way too young to die.. he recanted over and over in his head, squeezing his eyes shut as he prepared for inevitable death. But that moment never came, and instead the spider had chosen a completely different victim as it avoided Evan’s circle entirely.

The spider lunged on top of Lyra, the circle, or more of an oval that once surrounded her was completely disregarded as it began to spin webbing over the poor girl with its backside, quickly wrapping her and encasing her in a cocoon to drag back to its dwelling.

“Oh why me?!” She shrieked screaming and kicking “I’m going to die!” She continued to scream as the web was created around her, she couldn’t even see Evan now, “okay this is worse than that time I broke my mothers fine China and she made me eat off the dog dish for a week” she muttered kind of smiling at the memory but a sharp pain made her jump and the sticky cocoon she was encased in began moving. She looked down and noticed there were more baby spiders climbing out of the web, she let out a yell “help! Noooooo” she shifted her position attempting to slap them away as they came towards her.

 

[TamingMaster]

Just past the black mountains, down the path, and far beyond the forest, Leita had reached the start of sandy plains.

The sand itself was pale, covered in waves left by blowing winds. Combating the climate, tiny browned shrubs grew through. They looked dead, burnt by the sun, but they were very much alive. They were offset by tall, dark, green cacti, the top of which were covered with little, pink flowers. Though tall, they were limbless, growing straight upwards.

Leita reached down, taking a handful of the sand and letting it run through her fingers. She was hopeful that she would find a beach nearby, or at least some form of water.

She continued on, making her way directly through the quiet desert. The further she walked, the thinner the vegetation grew, until it seemed to stop completely.

The sun had started to burn her usually hardy skin, and was starting to affect her vision negatively. Her body ached, and all she could think about was home.

She unzipped her bag, taking a large swig of the warm water, before scolding herself for drinking so much. She placed it back inside, hiding it from the sun.

The medical tin glinted in the light, reflecting the sun's rays back at Leita.
"Ah, right." She knelt down slightly, untying the t-shirt from around her leg. It had been a while since she'd checked it, as it hadn't hurt enough to draw her attention. "Let's see how bad it really is."

The shirt drooped down into the hot sand, Leita quickly pulling it into her lap, to avoid dirtying it further.
Where it had been, there was nothing, aside from a few skin indentations from where the shirt had been tied. No wound, no blood, no balm. Nothing.

She glided her hand down her leg, checking for any indications of her previous injury. "Huh," she questioned, "it must've been some kind of fast-acting corticosteroid."

Before she could continue her thoughts, a dark shadow loomed over her, providing much needed relief from the glaring sunlight. It took her slightly longer to realise that something was causing the shade, and that it could be something dangerous.

Leita slowly turned around, still crouched down, so as not to startle whatever was behind her.

Her jaw dropped, her eyes locking with that of a giant, bedazzled crab. It reared up slightly, one giant claw clamping shut in front of her. The gold chains that dangled from every part rattled as they knocked against its exoskeleton.

"Stay calm, Tam." A voice spoke softly, a single comforting hand creeping into view, shortly followed by the rest of the person as they slid down from the crab.

A tall, handsome man looked down at Leita, smirking as he took in her features. He held out his hand, offering to help her up. "And who might you be, my desert flower?"

Leita looked at his hand, then the crab, then back at his hand, before standing up and brushing the sand off herself.
She loosely pulled her shirt on, back over the blue swimsuit, then swung the bag back across her chest.

Normally, she'd be happy to see another person, but he gave off suspicious vibes, especially with his smirk. "I think you should tell me your name first."

The man laughed, retracting his hand and placing it on the claw of his crab. "I am Onuris, and I rule these lands."

Leita wanted to laugh, maybe ask him if he thought he was some kind of King, but the towering crab was still stood behind him, a constant threatening presence. "I'm Leita."

"Aha," he smiled at her, "what a befitting name for such a beauty."

Leita just stared at him, clearly disinterested in his simping, "Where are we?"

"In the middle of the desert, of course." Onuris replied. He didn't give her time to reply as he climbed back onto his crab's back, outstretching his arm to her. "Come, let us move out of the sun's light."

Leita didn't trust him, despite his seemingly charismatic demeanour, but she knew how dangerous it would be to stay in the burning sun.

She held her hand out, grasping his, and climbing up the patient crustacean. "If you try anything, I swear..."

"You need not worry," Onuris replied, pulling her up. He gave Tam, his crab, a couple of pats, signalling to him that he could begin to move again. "I won't harm you."

Tam crept through the sands, the gold charms and chains creating a pleasant tinkling as they went. The throne, carefully strapped to his back, had a tall backrest that blocked a fair amount of sun, continuing the relieving shade from earlier.

They headed towards a large pyramid, matching the colour of the sand, slowly coming into view with each step.

Leita, despite not fully trusting Onuris, felt calmed by the shade and the idea of safety from the sun.

 

[Yowza Wowza]

“Oh why me?!” She shrieked screaming and kicking “I’m going to die!” She continued to scream as the web was created around her, she couldn’t even see Evan now, “okay this is worse than that time I broke my mothers fine China and she made me eat off the dog dish for a week” she muttered kind of smiling at the memory but a sharp pain made her jump and the sticky cocoon she was encased in began moving. She looked down and noticed there were more baby spiders climbing out of the web, she let out a yell “help! Noooooo” she shifted her position attempting to slap them away as they came towards her.

The next thing he knew, Evan’s ears were being drowned out by Lyra’s bloodcurling screams and desperate pleadings for help. It resonated deep with him, how he and Lyra were stuck with each other for such a short time in this place, and now she was being torn away from him from this giant mutated monster. He forced his eyes open, to see what was becoming of his companion. There was hardly any of Lyra to be seen, now that she was metamorphosised into a silky white cocoon that jerked and squirmed around.

His lower lip began to quiver, his face contorted, and the tears began. His face spun towards Lieu, who was now watching what was going on. “P-Please youyou gotta hhh-help her!” he sputtered, digging his fingers into the dirt inside the circle with anguish.

The child held an almost cold-blooded stare void of any empathy or discomfort as she looked anywhere but the intense scene. “We can’t. If we leave our circles, more will come and we’ll be next.” Her eyes slid over in Evan’s direction, at the grotesque leaking mess that was now his face. “I’m sorry.”

The spider now disappeared from their vicinity, lugging Lyra along the forest floor. Soon, they weren’t even in the forest anymore, but now a cold, unforgiving winter landscape. The snow was incredibly dense as the spider lurched and pulled Lyra forwards, persevering through the slushy hazard. It was until the spider encountered a half frozen stream. Now the spider weighed its chances, to risk dragging its meal through the stream, or to abandon it and recover it later once a safer route was set. Deciding on the second more rational choice, the spider detached Lyra’s cocoon from its backside and set her up in the nearest tree, weaving even more webbing to keep her in place until it returned.

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

The next thing he knew, Evan’s ears were being drowned out by Lyra’s bloodcurling screams and desperate pleadings for help. It resonated deep with him, how he and Lyra were stuck with each other for such a short time in this place, and now she was being torn away from him from this giant mutated monster. He forced his eyes open, to see what was becoming of his companion. There was hardly any of Lyra to be seen, now that she was metamorphosised into a silky white cocoon that jerked and squirmed around.

His lower lip began to quiver, his face contorted, and the tears began. His face spun towards Lieu, who was now watching what was going on. “P-Please youyou gotta hhh-help her!” he sputtered, digging his fingers into the dirt inside the circle with anguish.

The child held an almost cold-blooded stare void of any empathy or discomfort as she looked anywhere but the intense scene. “We can’t. If we leave our circles, more will come and we’ll be next.” Her eyes slid over in Evan’s direction, at the grotesque leaking mess that was now his face. “I’m sorry.”

The spider now disappeared from their vicinity, lugging Lyra along the forest floor. Soon, they weren’t even in the forest anymore, but now a cold, unforgiving winter landscape. The snow was incredibly dense as the spider lurched and pulled Lyra forwards, persevering through the slushy hazard. It was until the spider encountered a half frozen stream. Now the spider weighed its chances, to risk dragging its meal through the stream, or to abandon it and recover it later once a safer route was set. Deciding on the second more rational choice, the spider detached Lyra’s cocoon from its backside and set her up in the nearest tree, weaving even more webbing to keep her in place until it returned.

Lyra let out a shriek, the cocoon was now swinging from a tree. “Hello?! Help!” She cried, she felt a smile grow on her face when she remembered her throwing knife, maybe, just maybe she could use it to cut through the web and get out. She was now being overrun by the tiny spiders, she quickly cut a rugged line into the web, it was so very thick.
(Should I make her get out or should she get killed and then re spawn?)

 

[Yowza Wowza]

Lyra let out a shriek, the cocoon was now swinging from a tree. “Hello?! Help!” She cried, she felt a smile grow on her face when she remembered her throwing knife, maybe, just maybe she could use it to cut through the web and get out. She was now being overrun by the tiny spiders, she quickly cut a rugged line into the web, it was so very thick.
(Should I make her get out or should she get killed and then re spawn?)

(If you like, I think Fabian is in the same winter environment too if he can help her out? @TamingMaster?)

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

(If you like, I think Fabian is in the same winter environment too if he can help her out? @TamingMaster?)

(That’d be cool!)

 

[TamingMaster]

(If you like, I think Fabian is in the same winter environment too if he can help her out? @TamingMaster?)

(That’d be cool!)

(Sure, I'll reply in a bit. XD)

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

(That’d be cool!)

(If that’s cool with you of course TM)

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

(Sure, I'll reply in a bit. XD)

(Thx)

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Lyra let out a shriek, the cocoon was now swinging from a tree. “Hello?! Help!” She cried, she felt a smile grow on her face when she remembered her throwing knife, maybe, just maybe she could use it to cut through the web and get out. She was now being overrun by the tiny spiders, she quickly cut a rugged line into the web, it was so very thick.
(Should I make her get out or should she get killed and then re spawn?)

Lyra sighed with disappointment as her knife failed, she flung herself at the sides of web cocoon to attempt to break it “help” she called assuming that if anyone else was around they may help her. She continued to kick at the cocoon of web which surrounded her