Heal III then C, using a smidgeon of common sense in doing so (e.g. don't go if there's something with lots and lots of pointy bits and sharp edges up there). If not visually safe, go A
Well, you all agree on D, healing (good) but votes for B and C are tied. So... I'll go for B first, then incorporate C as well.
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First things first. Eve reaches deep inside herself for her magic; she calls upon one spell that's become very familiar to her after all this time.
"Waíse heill!"
A burst of green magical energy fills her body, vanquishing the traces of poison she drank, expelling it from the pores in her skin with a burst of smoke.
And also from her backside, in a rather less dignified manner.
Still, for the first time since that potion touched her lips Eve feels properly well. Her vision finally settles, and the feeling of deep nausea subsides. Time to crack on!
Eve decides to explore below decks on the boat first; they're closer, and she can always go and investigate what's on that rocky shelf after she's had a look down there. Eve jumps onto the first ship, lands smoothly, and straightens up. All around her stretches the sea of lava, as far as the eye can see - although whatever horizon there is remains hidden by a thick layer of fuzzy black smoke. Apart from the ear-splitting peals of thunder and the crackle of lightning, everything is quiet - almost too quiet. Every zone has at least one deadly danger, as she knows full-well by now - so why is there nothing obvious here, in the last zone, when common sense suggests the most dreadful, powerful threats should lurk? Very bizarre. Caution is needed; Eve is determined not to be caught off-guard.
Stepping carefully across the deck of the ship (a skull and crossbones flag hanging limply from one of the masts suggests it was a pirate ship) Eve makes her way to the hold. Some steps (christ, Eve's had enough of them for one life-time) and a wooden door bar her way - but one powerful kick and she's through.
Eve steps down timidly into the dark belly of the ship. There's no real light source, just a thick layer of shadows - and dust - smothering everything. Some tentative exploration reveals: a small armory, from which Eve takes some steel vambraces (presumably not enchanted, like her wonderful breastplate); a rum cellar (which she quickly leaves, having had a bad experience with cellars recently); a kitchen, full of rotten food; and a small room full of treasure. There's the usual assortment of stereotypical treasure - gold coins (Aztec, some of them look like, with a faint magical twang implying that they're cursed), golden medallions, golden cups, some silver crowns, a single jade ring. From this meager assortment of goodies Eve takes the only thing that interests her; a black gem that positively glows with magical energy. As she picks it up, it seems to suck curiously at her skin... but she hasn't the faintest idea what it's supposed to do. Regardless, she stuffs it into her rucksack, where it rattles around loosely with the rubber ball, piece of glass, spade, book, metal cylinder and rope she has stored in there.
Exploration complete, and still deeply concerned about the fact she's gone unmolested so far, Eve leaves the hold of the ship. Back on the deck, she sees that the main mast is climbable due to the rigging hanging loose down the side of it - so that's what she proceeds to do. She makes her way quickly up to the crow's nest; Formora's bow, still strapped to her back, catches several times of bits of rope, but nothing more alarming than that happens.
Two minutes of climbing later, Eve makes it up to the crow's nest. She wrinkles her nose in disgust; somehow the smell is even worse up here, the stench of brimstone thick and cloying in the air. She looks across at the rocky shelf - except it isn't a shelf. Sure, a bit hangs over the entrance to the area, but from up here, you can see it stretches almost endlessly. And blandly. It's just dirty, stony, floor, covered in dust and bits of rubble. Although there is something glittering on the ground over there... it looks kind of like a diamond.
Well, nothing bad's happened so far. Eve decides to go for it.
Bracing herself, she leaps from the crow's nest, soaring across empty space for a second, the deck tiny beneath her - and then she lands on the outcropping, sending dust and small pebbles flying everywhere. She skids to a halt, and just about keeps her balance.
Wait! She's barely had time to recover from her death-defying leap before things take a turn for the worse - something emerges from the ground in front of her at breakneck speed, angling into the air. Something long and thin...
Rock Worm. Ugh.
It consists of a long, rough, segmented body, the gooey innards covered by rock armor plating. It has no eyes, but it doesn't need them - it can sense vibrations with unnerving accuracy. It turns to face Eve, and she catches sight of its head; it's splayed out, like a flower's petals, and in the center is the mouth. Long and tubular, like the main body, except with a ring of teeth around its perimeter.
These things aren't fun to deal with. Eve reaches inside for her magic, preparing to cast a Thunder Bolt III straight at it's head - when it strikes.
It moves faster than a snake, faster than thought - one second it's there, coiling out of the ground, the next it's trapped her head inside its mouth. Her horns prick at the sides of fleshy, odorous maw, but ineffectively. The teeth begin to dig into her neck as she feels the muscles squeeze...
Panicking, terrified, Eve calls out in fear - but it only echoes down the monster's gullet.
"My, my, what have we here?"
Great. As if things couldn't get any worse.
"Why, my old friend, it looks rather like Peter here has caught himself a little snack."
"Be still, Peter!"
Eve feels the teeth stop sinking into her neck. She sighs with relief, her body sagging, and she tries to call out thanks - but it's muffled by the mouth she's still trapped within.
Behind her, Eve hears laughter - but not the soft, tinkling laughter she heard from the Light-Snake. Malicious, evil laughter, the kind that suggests a brutal combination of power and utmost evil.
Though she cannot see them, behind Eve stand three demons. They stand tall - well over 6 foot - and are heavily muscled, with human faces... and curling horns, wreathed in flame. They're all humanoid, but two individuals have goat's legs, while the other - perhaps their leader - has a serpent's tail.
"''Tis a fine prize, certainly," continues the one with the serpent's tail.
"And I find myself ever so hungry!" He laughs again, fire blazing inside his red, reptilian eyes. Rows of razor sharp fangs glint.
As soon as she feels his teeth press against the fabric of her dress, Eve knows their intentions. Panicking, she kicks out wildly - but this only induces more laughter, and a pair of the demons seize her kicking, struggling legs, holding them horizontally off the floor, spread far apart. Their leader continues his work, and soon the lower region of her dress collapses into the dust on the floor, baring her peachy, round ass up to the sky for all the world to see.
The monsters take their time - there's no rush. Still giggling, one pair hold her legs wide while their leader rubs his hands lovingly against Eve's bottom, savouring the feel of her soft flesh.
"Delightful..." he whispers, fire crackling madly in his eyes. Below his waist rises his gargantuan cock - thicker and longer than any man's, spiked in places and capable of releasing a powerful aphrodisiac. But there's no call to use it yet.
Bending down, he runs his fiery tongue down each of Eve's buttocks individually. Lavishing her with his saliva, he draws away again, before bending down even lower, crouching below the spread-eagle Eve. Though her hands are free to move, they can't reach her sword, or her assailants, so her options are limited.
Pausing, as though considering how best to ravage the treat in front of him, the lead demon sticks out his tongue once more. Without pause, he licks the length of Eve's hairless pussy, before sliding smoothly inside, jostling and rubbing his tongue wetly against her sex. Trapped inside the mouth, Eve moans; it feels as though fire is blazing her pussy, spreading up through her abdomen. An intense, passionate fire - she's never felt anything quite like it.
Squatting below her, the demon continues his work, driving Eve to greater and greater heights of lust. She writhes and squirms, trapped between the worm and the men. She gets lost in the thrall of it... so much so she doesn't feel one of her legs being released - until something long, hard, and spiky rams itself into her butt.
"Oh, that's the stuff!" cries out the second in command. Eve's propped up vertically again; whilst snake-tail lavishes her orally, one of the goat-legged fiends takes her from behind. His cock isn't quite as impressive as his master's, but more than sufficient, with some interesting spikes and adornments of its own. He starts to pound away relentlessly into Eve's ass, lubrication be dammed. Eve calls out yet again, pain and pleasure mixing and warping in her mind - yet still it only echoes around the mouth of the Rock Worm. She feels hands reach around her waist - she can't tell whose - and they dance up her midriff, sneak under the ripped remains of her dress, and start to carress her tits. Softly at first, rubbing tender circles around her nipples, but soon the hands become more urgent, tugging and squeezing her breasts fiercely. The demon hugs her close, raping her and molesting her tits simultaneously, licking the back of her sweet, sweaty neck. The third and final demon sits some distance away, jerking himself off at the sight.
Finally, the sensation becomes too much to bear. Eve cums, filling snake-tail's mouth with her lovely juices - but the assault doesn't stop. Only partially satiated, he removes his tongue from her cunt (letting mixed fluids drip wetly onto the floor) and moves his cock into position. Gripping her shoulders, with one powerful thrust her enters her, his cock shoving roughly and painfully into the dripping wet folds of her pussy. He starts to thrust wildly, nails digging into her flesh, pounding away. Grunting, he pauses only to high-five his associate, still working away at Eve's ass, before the pair resume, filling Eve's holes totally and utterly.
Moaning in both pain and ecstasy, running low on air, Eve passes out.
Still they defile her limp, motionless body. The hands eventually move away from her boobs, and are replaced with the flaming tongue that so tantalized her vagina, but even its licks across her nipples don't revive Eve.
Eventually the group finishes, almost simultaneously. Goat-legs explodes in her ass; filling it to the brim, he yanks his still hard cock out, and wipes it lovingly on the soft globes of her ass.
Snake-tail feels himself cumming; grunting, he ejaculates a powerful spurt of semen straight into Eve, pooling it all inside her. He too draws out, penis deflating a little. Extra spunk splatters onto the ground in front of him, both from Eve's overfull pussy and his own brutal member.
Second goat-legs finishes himself off; stepping up to Eve, he spurts out a thick stream of smoking, white seed all over her limp body. The majority of it catches her on the breasts, where it pools stickily in her cleavage; the rest of it runs down her body, dripping off the end of her arms and the torn remains of the top of her dress. Some of it even runs down her midriff, and eventually mixes with the spunk still pouring from Eve's sex.
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Several hours after this horrendous ordeal, Eve awakes. Still trapped in the Rock Worm's mouth, the air feels fresher than before. Presumably it let her go, then re-bit her.
Her legs, ass, pussy, breasts - hell, her whole body really - feel weirdly sticky. The memories come flooding back.
Behind her she hears a sinister laughing.
"Well, chaps," says the lead demon. "Who's up for another round?"
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Option A) Feel for the cracks in the Rock Worm's armor, and blast with a powerful spell. That should kill it. Option A1) If you do escape in this manner, promptly try and slay all the demons around you. Option A2) If you do escape in this manner, try and reason with the demons. Maybe you can trade; they might let you go if you give them something you want.
Option B) Shoot magic hapzardly at one of the demons. Hopefully it'll provoke them into killing Eve, and we'll respawn in safety at the start of the zone. Plus we'll know not to come up this way again.
Option C) Try and fight off the demons with our head trapped in the Rock Worms mouth. It has the element of surprise, and who knows, it's crazy enough to maybe work.
Option D) Other.
Status:
HP: 35/50
MP: 95/110
Corruption: 92/120
Corruption passed a unit of 15! Pick a spell:
- Drain I (drain HP by physical contact with something)
- Dread I (make things afraid).
- Bad Luck III (obvious)
- Arouse II
- Succubus Arts I (draw MP from consensual sex with anything).
- Entity Shift (draws the spirits out of Eve, and allows them to possess something else. All Eve's corruption is lost, but whatever is possessed may have some of its own).
- Compunction I (the spirits adopt a commanding tone, that forces simpler life-forms to obey orders. It even works on complex persons, although higher levels increase the chance of it actually working).
Sometimes, uncontrollably, a black after-image is left behind when Eve moves suddenly. It bares the shape of Eve, and moves just like her.
Small, sharp fangs sprout in Eve's mouth. Ideal for biting!
Her tongue becomes forked, liked a snake's, although it is just as thick and muscly as before.
Black fire burns brightly inside Eve's eyes. Little of the white and iris can still be seen.
Aura of Lust now smells of whatever attracts the victim the most. It has the effect of Arouse II at very close ranges.
Wow, that update took ages. You guys can shower me with praise later.
Oooo this should be fun!
Take Drain then D entice the demons, smacking your ass and fingering yourself. If they can hear you beg and moan for more of their demon cocks.
Use drain over and over and over!
Well slowly drain the worm from the inside while whichever demon is fucking us gets the life sucked outta them too. Hopefully they wont notice and it will just be them getting worn out from fucking, even if we cant kill them all we can weaken them. Then once the worm is dead or just weak enough to get out, we can take charge fucking them while draining.
More corruption for the corruption god.
Succubus tactics!
Oooo this should be fun!
Take Drain then D entice the demons, smacking your ass and fingering yourself. If they can hear you beg and moan for more of their demon cocks.
Use drain over and over and over!
Well slowly drain the worm from the inside while whichever demon is fucking us gets the life sucked outta them too. Hopefully they wont notice and it will just be them getting worn out from fucking, even if we cant kill them all we can weaken them. Then once the worm is dead or just weak enough to get out, we can take charge fucking them while draining.
More corruption for the corruption god.
Succubus tactics!
Oooo this should be fun!
Take Drain then D entice the demons, smacking your ass and fingering yourself. If they can hear you beg and moan for more of their demon cocks.
Use drain over and over and over!
Well slowly drain the worm from the inside while whichever demon is fucking us gets the life sucked outta them too. Hopefully they wont notice and it will just be them getting worn out from fucking, even if we cant kill them all we can weaken them. Then once the worm is dead or just weak enough to get out, we can take charge fucking them while draining.
More corruption for the corruption god.
Succubus tactics!
For the first time in quite a while, Eve feels almost relaxed. It's obvious now where the danger lies - so perhaps something can be done to avoid it.
"Taune líf!" she whispers, still held firmly in the maw of the Rock Worm - in physical contact with it. That's the vital part.
Slowly, she feels energy being drawn away from it and into her, passing from the flesh of its jaws, through its teeth, and into her body. It's a slow process, but with enough time it should drain the Rock Worm completely...
...But obviously it's not going to be quick enough to stop her imminent rape. Behind her Eve hears the trio of demons laughing - obviously they think they've got her good and trapped. Quite correctly, as it happens.
The assault begins much like it finished; an anal ravishing from ol' goat legs, thrusting his cock into her dried semen-covered ass, gripping her forcefully by the boobs. Snake Tail, on the other hand, seems interested in trying something new - he steps up in front of her, licks slavishly at her bared midriff, and runs a pair of fingers daintily towards her sex. The touch is electric, and Eve can't help but squirm slightly as she stands, still drawing energy from the Rock Worm. She's not sure if it's her imagination, but the teeth seem to be gripping her far less securely now...
Snake-Tail continues his experiments on her pussy, his nails scraping gently at her flesh, running down the length of her slit. They push inside, twisting and squirming, spreading her apart... blazing like fire. Eve bucks her hips under the assault, timing her beats with the thrusts into her ass. Still the fingers dance merrily inside her, rubbing away the dried cum, teasing her swollen clit. Juices start to run involuntarily from her. Damn, but it feels good.
Though Eve can't see it, Goat-Legs behind her has sweat beading on his red forehead, and is starting to grunt - not just with pleasure.
Her arms are still free. She punches out straight in front of her, catching Snake-Tail in the chest. He barely seems to notice, only laughing in his sinister way, continuing with his assault. The fingers are knuckle deep and writhing, tormenting her as much as any cock can... till they are withdrawn, and replaced with - speak of the Devil - his favorite reproductive organ.
"I'm going to enjoy this..." he whispers, lining himself up.
Now is the time to strike.
In one swift movement, Eve flicks her arms up, and pushes the Rock Worms mouth off her head - with ease. It collapses meekly into the dust on the ground, almost completely drained.
Goat Legs continues roughly shoving into her ass, eyes screwed tightly shut. He doesn't seem to have even noticed. Snake Tail looks up at her, bewildered. This wasn't part of his script.
Eve knows the bewilderment won't buy her more than a second. Reaching for her sword - shit, it isn't there! It lies several feet away on the ground - they must have taken it while she was captured. Improvising - in fantastically quick time - Eve whips an arrow (piercing) from her quiver, grips it firmly in her hand - and rams it straight into Snake Tail's heart.
He couldn't have looked more surprised if she'd spontaneously turned into a teapot. Eve laughs at the expression on his face, and for just a second he joins in, demonic cackles rising from his chest, before toppling over backwards and collapsing into dust on the ground.
That just leaves Goat Legs one and two. Jumping forward, Eve pulls herself away from the tender love of the one buried in her ass, spins round, and performs the same trick, this time catching him squarely in the throat with the same arrow. It's too easy, the idiot didn't even have time to open his eyes.
He too falls backwards and collapses into dust on the ground. Right, that just leaves Goat Legs number two...
"Stay right there!"
Eve looks across, and finds the bastard leveling her own sword at her from a couple of metres away. He's shaking a little - clearly taken aback by the rapid change of events in the last couple of seconds - and isn't holding the sword particularly steady.
"I'm warning you -" he begins.
Eve's had enough of this bullshit. "Ramr kveykva!" she calls. White, crackling electricity leaps from her outstretched palm and strikes the final demon straight between the eyes. He doesn't have time to react - his head explodes instantly, showering blood and gore everywhere in a five foot radius. His body falls backwards - and also turns to dust.
Tutting disapprovingly at the faint spatter of brains on her shoe (she was just the right distance away) Eve moves forward to retrieve her sword. Satisfied with her last minute's work, she ignores the glinting diamond in the distance - whatever it is, it ain't worth springing any more traps for. No damn way.
Oh, and would you look at that. Magic flares across the bottom of her ripped dress (the bottom being just below her breasts at the moment) and a coat of shimming darkness flows down her body. In short order, her dress is exactly as it was; ankle length, stylish, midnight-blue. Quite a clever garment, Eve notes approvingly.
Anyway, time to crack on.
Eve jumps back to the crow's nest of the pirate ship, makes her way down the mast, lands smoothly on the deck. Without pausing, she leaps onto the next ship; the stern of this one is only a metre away from the rear end of the next.
Eve makes her way across seven ships in this manner, and at no point succumbs to the temptation to explore below decks, or to climb back up onto the rock shelf. On the seventh one, she has to stop - there is no next ship, just the endlessly stretching sea of lava. Confused, Eve looks for the solution... but only spots a raised circle in the deck of the ship, some kind of arcane squiggle scrawled on it.
Shrugging - she has no better ideas - Eve steps on it, causing it lower flush with the main deck of the ship. Just as quickly she steps away from it again.
The effect is immediate - and dramatic. A ripple (more of a wave, really) runs out in all directions from the ship she stands on, passing through the bubbling lava sea.
In the distance... she hears a roar. A gargantuan, world-ending roar, so loud she has to clamp her hands to her ears - and it still nearly deafens her.
Something moves towards the ship. Something under the lava.
Eve takes several rapid steps backwards - and it's just as well she does. From the lava in front her shoot two gigantic tentacles... but gigantic doesn't do them justice. They're the size of the sky-scraping buildings she saw in one of the previous zones, except rounder. They climb ever high into the air, and Eve can see they're a deeper, more burgundy red than the orange of the surrounding molten rock. Behind these two behemoths, several other tentacles shoot up. These are smaller and more whip-like in comparison, but still staggering, about as thick as old oak trees.
These tentacles wrap themselves around the body of the ship, and still the creature pulls itself up - the size of the leviathan is difficult for Eve to wrap her head around. It roars again, and Eve clamps her hands to ears once more, crying out in pain. It feels like the sound is going to pulverize her brain into powder... but eventually it stops. Looking up, Eve sees the creature's maw in front of her - a ring of gleaming, black, obsidian teeth, thin and pointed, layers and layers of them, stretching all the way back into the circular hole that passes for its mouth. It pauses there, gaping at her.
But what's that? At the back of it's throat, something blazes and burns, quite at odds with the blacky-red flesh that surrounds it. Is it... could it be... the exit archway?
Christ, what should she do now?
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Option A) Leap into its maw and pass through the fog door. C'mon. Let's do this. It's crazy, but by God, it's badass.
Option B) Shoot magic at the Leviathan, hoping to weaken it slightly before diving into the mouth.
Option C) Other.
Status:
HP: 49/50
MP: - 10 for Drain 1, - 20 for Thunder Bolt III = 65/110
Corruption: 95/120
Rucksack
Rubber ball
Piece of glass
Spade
20m of rope
Sonic Screwdriver (c'mon)
Elemental Magic book
Mysterious black stone that sucks slightly on whatever it touches. It clearly has a more functional use, but what?
Pirates of the Carribean: Dead Man's Chest ending, anyway? Except with more lava, lol.
Sorry guys, missed you inputs as they came after I started writing the update. I don't think it changes the decision, though.
Yeah, Eve can die once more. She had three free deaths, a fourth means she dies for good and the CYOA ends prematurely. Unless you possess something nearby.
The damage was from both the Rock Worm and the assault.
A with some liberal use of flexible shadow to try and distract the thing so it doesn't bite her in half and yell "You will remember this as the day that you almost ate captain Eve Sparrow!" after getting past the teeth
A with some liberal use of flexible shadow to try and distract the thing so it doesn't bite her in half and yell "You will remember this as the day that you almost ate captain Eve Sparrow!" after getting past the teeth
