The Hounds of Tindalos are chasing you,
The truth they seek is elusive and ethereal,
Do not look Shoggoth in the eyes,
Or you will fall into the abyss.
Hey, Keeper passing by,
Have you ever seen a clear blue sky?
An unknown, twisted creature leaps into the dusk,
An ominous night spreads across the horizon,
What rises there is not the scorching sun,
But thousands upon thousands of tiny points of light.
Hush, dear investigator,
It is sleeping here.
This story mixes in elements related to tabletop role-playing games (Call of Cthulhu 7th Edition rules), and I'll also include other interesting things I come across.
The rules are explained in the author's notes for each chapter, so you can read even if you don't know much about them.
This is basically something I wrote for my own amusement. There's no outline; I'll make it up as I go.
Warning: Since the setting is just a dungeon built by a Keeper, the story won't follow the Call of Cthulhu timeline. Please think twice before reading if that bothers you.
Theme: Even after a critical failure, keep hope alive
Who has the title and copywriting? Really curious.
I feel the same way. I hope there will be a machine that can code words according to the imagined content just by using the brain to imagine, so let the brain share it. Namaste
Good looking, my type
So rigorous, I don't know how strict I am
Hahaha, so funny. Viol: Batman, if you dare to hit me, you have to kneel down and beg me not to die.
Damn it, there's only one chapter, so sloppy! (Squatting more