The duck is smiling at me…
He was Christmas dinner
Submitted 5 weeks ago by MacaqueAndCheese@lemmy.ca to [deleted]
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TIEPilot@lemmy.world 5 weeks ago
boobookittyfrick@lemmy.zip 4 weeks ago
Coaxed into a snafu!
Kolanaki@pawb.social 5 weeks ago
rolls 2d6
Somehow gets a nat 20
chuckleslord@lemmy.world 5 weeks ago
The dice tray, table, and carpet collapse under the dice, which are somehow now a single die
The room tilts under your feet as the die becomes “down”
You text your love ones, but get no response
The light coming from outside becomes brighter and brighter as more light is entering the room than can leave
Time slows as you begin to stretch towards the die, but can never seem to reach it
The house finally gives way, shrapnel and structure falling into the die
The night sky is blinding, more and more light getting stuck
You’re floating now, like you always will be, stretching closer and closer to the die
Your last thought is smeared across the rest of the history long after the last star goes out How the hell did that happen?
Sigulari-die