Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160927233204/@comment-26517142-20161119065425

As the spiraling staircase ends, so does the tottering steps of Makiling. She walks on to a hallway with glowing orbs of light in a line, as if it were a runway for an airplane. She keeps a wary eye on Cire, making sure the man is still following her footfalls.

"Be careful. To any individual, the lights of our realm can induce confusion and even madness. See to it that you only take the path I take."

"And.... it pains me that I must once again, lay eyes on a sorry figure of a Beast King." She trembles in repulsion. Whoever it was, she wasn't too happy having the person around.

They reach the end of the corridor, which beheld a door glowing faint blue by its seams. "Please. Enter."

She opens the door.



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Inside the room is the sorriest place one could ever be in. Pillows are scattered all over the place, alongside cup noodles, bag of chips and cookies, tissue paper (eugh) and CD cartridges. Various plasticized Nendroids and figurines littered the way to a single television set, surrounded by dozens of gaming platforms. In front of it was a thick-skinned man, round and apparently bloated, back hunched as he faced the screen.

"Ah... I've reached the final flag. Gotta be careful with the - SH*T! Wrong route! REDO! GAAAH! Reminds me of Pretty School Girl LIVE, that darn galge.. They ruined my waifu Ayame-sempai! Why ca't you hang out with a guy like me?? F***, I swear, hentai has better story material than this..."

Finally, the guy notices Cire and Makiling nearing and faces them partially. A chubby guy with foggy eyeglasses, matted hair, freckles and a headband saying '''I'm A Certified Gamer! PISSOFF!' leers ''at them.

"Nice! You're here. Mollusk King, nice to meet you." He extends a sweaty palm.

(MEEt the sweaty nutcase. :D)