C1.
This is part of the #Dungeon23 challenge in which you make one room to a dungeon every day for a year. In an effort to link my memories to the creation, I am also writing a personal journal entry with each room that may or may not be related.
You don’t have to read that part.
C1.
The shaft from A6 leads down to the ceiling of this room, 30 feet from the floor.
Directly under that hole in the ceiling is the insides of the adventurers above, their stench is nauseating.
ENCOUNTER
There is a 1-6 chance that a Visceranga is already here eating its fill. If it’s not here it’s on it’s way because it’s dinner time bay-bee. So either our adventurers either encounter it while hanging from a rope, and perhaps have to fight it as it slithers up the shaft after them OR they run into it on “even” ground later.
Visceranga
A large insect that eats carrion. It’s belly is soft and slimy, and allows it to climb sheer surfaces. The rest of its body is covered in spiny hooks, that collect dead limbs and organs. It’s like Velcro for guts.
Likes to steam roll live creatures and smoother them until they die. Then sucks out “the goods”.
Attacking it may result in damage because of it’s spines. But you’re gonna want to try and poke it in that soft underbelly.
Fearful of being burned. If burned it will either run away or attack recklessly - perhaps by rearing up and revealing that soft underbelly I just mentioned. Tactics.
There passage out of here splits into two different directions.
The Northern passage is terribly dark.
One can just make out a faint blue glow deep down the Southern Passage.
What is up with the sword? I need to figure out how to make it make sense.
3/1/23
Woooo Day 60! Look at that. To celebrate we’re starting Level C off by going ALLLLLLLLL the way back to the entrance from A6.
Thought I forgot about that shit, didn’t you?
I did not.
It has kept me up for 54 nights.
We also get another creature, the Visceranga, which based off the carrion crawler. I just like that name. It sounds like something I’d want Arnold Schwarzenegger to warn his companions about.
“We can’t go down there. The Visceranga is down there.”
Read it again in the accent. It’s awesome.
…
Last night I realized that Level B is like a weird metaphor about me moving and feeling divided between staying in Chicago or moving south. Like I finished up and realized Nurdleen was a composite of some important people in my life. Which sounds terrible, because she seems… not so great… but it’s more funny than anything.
For example, my sister worked together with my son to get me to move out of Chicago, which is very familiar to one of the bullet points of Nurdleen. Were they being manipulative? Yes. Do I think they’re bad people? Of course not. I love them both with every fiber of my being.
I mentioned this to Gail last night and she had that reaction like “Oh… you didn’t know you were doing that?”
So let that be a lesson to everyone. Authors don’t always know what they’re doing.
I had one english professor who loved to make everything the author was doing about Jesus’ sacrifice. Sometimes it was there, and sometimes I was like “Bro. Maybe Madame Bovary isn’t Christ figure just because she dies.”
Sorry. Spoiler. Emma Bovary doesn’t make it.
Anyway. Thought I’d share all that here because it made me laugh.
See you tomorrow.
-jae
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