After all that running my legs hurt. What running you ask? Well for a quick recap understand that I entered a cave, that cave should have led me into a tunnel which led to an open area with a very certain slime door.
Problem? Big fucking firefly rock Largos, Firefly or phosphor or whatever they call the ones that light. Whatever they are they are angry, and I don't have much particular food on me to feed them, food which calms the angry-hungry, bastards.
I could try throwing a plort from a separate slime, maybe a pink plort after all those are everywhere, but dealing with a Largo is not as difficult as dealing with a self-replicating creature of disaster, a tarr, also known as the one reason that slime ranching can be dangerous.
Conclusion?
My legs hurt, and my spine will too.
Blam!
One of the big bastards just slammed into me with the force of a baseball bat. The impact sent me keeling over my stomach as my back hit the cave's wall. My spine sent reverberations across my whole body, echoing the pain everywhere. It doesn't help that the coarse rock wall has left shallow gashes on my bare skin.
The entrance to the cave was just in sight, the light peeking through was enough to ward off the nocturnal lightbulbs away from me. The sunlight has never felt so divine before.
The sun is so goddamn beautiful, its rays embrace me like a veil of warmth, the graceful sun sears my eyes, and its strong embrace loosens ever so slightly. The sun is setting over the slime sea, the very star that gave this planet life and nurtures it falls over the birthplace of slimes.
My spine hurts but I have a plan on what to do from now on. I need food and I still haven't confirmed if Beatrix has arrived on the ranch, worse than that I need water and there is only one spot on the coral reef where water is present. Speaking of which I need to make a much grander plan on where to go.
If Beatrix is here and has unlocked the first slime door, I could get into the Indigo Quarry which has a lot of root vegetables, specifically heart beets, Oca Ocas, and carrots, and on the rare occasion, I might find an odd onion.
It will be much more difficult to find a way to start a fire, there may be some wood around the coral reef but it is all in short supply, there are less than 10 trees total or something like that on the coral reef and almost all of them are fruit trees which is important for me.
If Beatrix is not here or has not opened the first slime door, I am pretty screwed. Pretty much every carrot and pogo fruit has been eaten by the slimes that were here before, and I'm not sure if I can eat plorts. Maybe if I eat them I'll become some weird slime-human hybrid, not preferred as I enjoy having solid bones.
I look down at my body, I am pretty hairy so I won't suffer much from the cold. But I still need to find a way to cover myself up, at least to maintain my dignity. However, unless I find a way to Rainbow Island, what with all the cotton slimes that live there, I won't be able to make myself some decent clothes. Otherwise, there's the choice to wrap a big leaf around my junk and walk around all biblical-like.
So let's set some priorities.
First is water, I can't last without it and thankfully there is a spring of water somewhere along the coral reef but I don't know where it is. So I will have to search for it.
Second is food, and like water, it is needed but judging by how chunky I am I can most likely last a decent while without it at the cost of my well-being. Food is just about everywhere but I need to grab it before the slimes do.
Last is most likely shelter, a place to sleep is also pretty important and if I can sleep in peace and quiet then I can live decently.
One of the last things is to consider whether this is temporary. While it's fun to think about the present and about how cool it is to play with big amorphous blobs of stupidity, I still have to think about the future. Will I ever return to where I was previously? Supposedly the far, far range aka the planet I'm on right now, is 1000 light years away from earth, and even then the Slime Rancher universe is different from the one I was in before.
Will ever pay back that 150 thousand dollar loan?
I doubt that I will be going back, that's the way these stories go usually. Some guy gets sent to an unfamiliar place, dropped there to survive, and never returns home, and even if he gets a chance he doesn't take it because of the sentiment he has gained due to the struggle for survival.
I wanna go home, I want my cozy clothes, my shitty armchair, I want it all back.
It's only been a few hours and I am already homesick.
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God damn it I don't want to think about this right now. I gotta figure out a way to survive, and the most promising method for that is to wander cautiously, after all even if most slimes here are peaceful there is always a chance for something bad to happen. Something bad like a hungry Largo that is willing to eat human, or a tarr suddenly spawning from the combination of three different species of slime.
I'm so fucked.
The coarse ground is already thickening the skin of my foot, and the faintest little specks of calluses are beginning to show. The yellowish sandy terrain is dyed a stark orange by the falling sun. The sky is already waning, shedding its light blue veil and revealing the dark night below. There are two paths I can take, I came from one so I should go to the other.
Crunch... Crunch... Crunch
My poor feet were crying, I knew it wasn't a good idea to buy a bike for work instead of walking, it was barely a kilometer away from my house anyway. The path I chose led me through a roofed tunnel, the remains of a dried hollow coral, yet this corral was large, almost twice the length of the average bus, and about two and a half meters tall. This could almost certainly serve as shelter, after all, it had a roof and led to two different areas. It was prime shelter, the only problem was that it allowed slimes to wander in and the two different areas had a lively population.
Soon I was led to yet another open space, all the slimes had gotten quiet by now, and although they were all still awake they had all stayed still, huddled up together in groups, or perhaps herds. There were no vegetables left, all consumed by the pink slimes with an insatiable appetite for everything, any and all chickens had been eaten except their chicks. Chicks that would grow up, reproduce, and then get eaten by another slime just like the chick's parents had done so.
And soon I spotted something important, I had struck gold. Water sprang out from the ground in an endless stream right by the cliff that led to the slime sea. Beyond the cliff, there was a large island, an island covered by green trees, and moss that populated the rocks. Between our two islands, there was yet another rickety wooden bridge, a bridge that looked like it could collapse and I wouldn't even notice, I'm starting to see a pattern.
I walked down onto the cliff's edge right by the water spring, the sun had set, its reign of gold had ended and the moon had taken its place. The night sky had been so much more starry than it was in the city I used to be in. Not just the stars, but galaxies covered the sky, the faint colors left behind their nebulas ever so visible against the ever-consuming darkness of the night.
I miss my home, but this is quite alright in my opinion.
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I am feeling generous, tomorrow there is a decent chance I'll post two chapters, though there's more of a chance I'll stew over my non-existent love life.
Ps, the more power stones you give the more chapters I'll give.
Ps Ps I won't give more chapters I lied.
Ps Ps Ps I want a cat.