Game 4 | Game 4 Outline |
You think to yourself, 'Oh this is it, I'm gonna die by a bunch of alligators!'
You brace yourself for the impact of a speartip, but you don't feel anything. Looking up, you notice that the entire group has circled you and are all staring back at you. They whisper all around you.
"A human!? Here!? Impossible!"
"What's going on here?" you ask.
They all gasp. "He speaks!"
A large alligator walks up in front of you and speaks. "Human," he roars, "You have trespassed on our lands with your unholy feet."
"But there are Pyrots living here, too!" You protest.
"Yes, but unlike you, they do not have unscaled feet. We must do something with you to compensate for you actions." He snaps his claws.
Wondering what will happen next, another alligator comes near the large gator (whom you assume is the tribe's leader) with a tray carrying a plumed helmet, similar to all the other alligators' (except for the leader's, who's helmet is much more elaborately designed). The leader places the helmet on your head. It's extremely heavy on your head, but soon another sensation occurs that makes you forget about the weight. Your skin is starting to give way and scales are starting to take their places. Your face is stretching out into an alligator muzzle, teeth are turning into fangs, with several poking out over your bottom jaw. Your backside is starting to ache as you feel a tail starting to pull itself out. It keeps stretching until it trails out 5 feet behind you. Your feet start to grow and become webbed.
Now you're starting to panic. They're turning you into one of them! You thought the feet were the last of the changes, but you then notice that every other alligator is fat. "Ohll, nlloooh!" You try to say, but your speech is slurred as your tongue becomes forked (apparently, they aren't fully alligator in all parts of their body). You look at your belly and watch as it grows out in front of your eyes. You then also notice the rest of your body filling up with fat, even your snout is gaining fat. The process of weight gain continues for several minutes before the changes complete and you have become one of the fat, scaly creatures surrounding you.
“Equip him!” The leader said, snapping his claws. Immediately, two more alligators march up to you carrying a spear and bone and tooth necklace. You wonder how you’re going to be able to carry all of this, but the fat doesn’t seem burdensome. In fact, you feel like in better shape than you have ever been. The helmet doesn’t even seem heavy anymore.
“You are now one of the Alligator People,” the leader says, “First you will need a new name. From now on, your gator name shall be Alligor. Take it with honor.”
You decide that you may as well take it and live with these people. You follow the tribe as they march to their territory.
Written by eddiehaskell
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