hotel: lup

[shaft]

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week 2, tuesday, ? room 5

[shaft]

[ It's the vore plant room!

5. You open the door and find yourself surrounded by plants. Some are small, some are large, and one is... moving? It is creeping toward you on thick vines, opening itself up, and - yeah, that's a giant carnivorous plant. It's hungry. You get the sense that you should feed it before it feeds on you. What you give it is up to you - IT IS COMPLETELY UP TO YOU, VORE IS *NOT* YOUR ONLY OPTION HERE - but it must be something substantial, or else it will attack you, but you will black out before getting eaten and find yourself out in the hallway again, feeling supremely grossed out. Should you manage to feed it something different, the door will appear behind some of the smaller plants and you can escape out into the hallway while it is distracted with its feeding. Only four minutes have passed.

Claude is just looking at the hentai vines bleakly. ]

This place is really making me hate nature.

[evocationary]

[me opening this tag to "it's the vore plant room" like :nyeh:

immediately, lup, who looks like this at the moment but like, wearing actual clothes, steps behind claude and stares at the vine.]

Remind me why I go places with you.

[shaft]

[ hi spooky lup! claude is also spooky today, seemingly made out of fog... like a ghost. ]

... I think I might be a masochist.

[evocationary]

[spooky...

that makes her laugh, though? like it's startled out of her.]

What a fucking time to realize! When the nasty hungry vore vine is about to eat your foot!

[shaft]

It's just a vine. We could slice it fairly easily.

[ couldn't they? ]

[evocationary]

With what sharp thing.

[shaft]

[ produces a dagger o: ]

[evocationary]

Oh. That sharp thing.

... I mean, go for it? If it eats your hand, I don't have any spares.

[shaft]

Lup, you're not being very suppor—

[ and now he's upside down! a vine coiled around his ankle and hoisted him up. ]

Argh!

[evocationary]

Oh fuck—

[screams]

Give me the dagger! [she will... try to cut him down. unless a vine grabs her by the ankle, which it does. it's kind of gross, actually, because her bones are all out on her leg.]

[shaft]

Lup!

[ HELP THEY'RE BOTH IN THE AIR ]

This is—

[ SO STUPID? he cuts the vine but there's already another one around him... he can't seem to cut as fast as they're grabbing them ]

[evocationary]

[STUPID IS THE WORD YES

she squawks, kicking at the vines.]

I can't believe I am going to have to carry that stupid sword around with me everywhere! [she yells, as a vine starts tugging at her arm.] Stop that!

Claude — ! [aaaaaaaaaaaaa]

[shaft]

Lup! Do you have anything?!

[ the vines are slithering up their bodies (hentai), but while his arms are still free he reaches into his pocket to procure...



... a tea bag!

tosses it at the vore plant (vlant) helplessly. ]

[evocationary]

[CLAUDE THIS DOES NOT HELP]

Like what, I don't carry raw meat on my person or anything, what are you expecting?

[kicks the vine again, and then it just. slowly pulls her down towards it's gross plant vore mouth, i guess.

she's a wizard she doesn't carry anything in her pockets]

[shaft]

You don't carry snacks??

[ HELLO... they need an auntie. where are the toffees when you need them. ]

Lup, just. Grab my hand.

[ EVEN THOUGH HE IS ALSO BEING DRAGGED... surely this will help. ]

[evocationary]

No! I'm not a heathen, I don't put snacks in my pockets and carry them around to be moldy!

[yelling

but - okay, fine, she'll try. she throws a hand out to try and grab his hand. sorry about her bones.]

[shaft]

[ oh god she's bones ]

Are your bones going to break...?

[evocationary]

Jesus, I hope not. They're sturdy, don't worry about it.

[she says, hanging upside down as a plant tries to eat her]

[shaft]

[ grabs her bones

now they are steadily being eased toward the vlant while holding hands

uwu ]

[evocationary]

[how romantic

anyway the plant eats them both, probably. congratulations, this is your fault]

[shaft]

[ when they wake up in the hall, Claude doesn't move, just staring at the ceiling ]

I'm not going into the rooms next week.

[evocationary]

[yeah she is just going to lay on the floor]

Hhhghhh. I need like fourteen showers.

[shaft]

Are you... slimy?

[evocationary]

I wish you had used a different word, but yes.

[shaft]

Would you prefer "moist"?