>>853666
This is going to end up like when Wan drank a buncha blue juice, isn't it? Go ahead, though perhaps quicksave first if you can do that.

If you drink it... huh...
It could have all sorts of efects.
Turn you into a Cyclops?
Give you more breasts?
Remove your Genitals?
Embue you with the essence of 'T'?

Perhaps you should concentrate on your most desirable outcome when you drink that, so you don't end up as a giant T.

Just jump down the hole.

Maybe that's it's way of pointing down the hole? We shouldn't really assume too much from just this.

First, move closer to it- watch it VERY carefully for any amount of hostile movement. Move our hand closer to its body (only ONE hand, just in case it decides to take it) slowly tp gauge its comfort zone. Place hand on breast, and if it has not reacted at this point then might as well have ourselves a sip. A small one though. Don't want to push our luck from that point.

>>853719
If DOES end being hostile, fucking book past it and running for our insignificant little life.

Quick! It's vulnerable while it's exposed!

Punch it in the tits!

Oh come on now guys don't drink that fucking shit, it's probably more poisonous than nightshade or something else equally horrible. And probably tastes rancid as hell.

Anyway I think it's less an invitation to drink and more of a way to indicate the direction that it wants us to go

74 Arkomeda 2017/12/26(Tue)00:19 No. 853924 ID: f57dd4
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A deep confusion was soon inflicted upon you. It dripped below, its path a bit unnatural, maybe a sign that it was the originator of this whole scene. But beyond that, it almost tempted you, to get close, to taste it. You could reach out, unrushed and easy. See how it could react. But you couldn’t do this without asking first, even if the action would be something that you’d no way in hell do. You’d be sure that even jumping down would be something you’d have to ask permission for. The only thing you wouldn’t tolerate would be hostility, its dreary bits looking quite sensitive to your fists, if you had to guess where to plow them before gunning for it.

I think the fact that the liquid flows down the hole is a coincidence. You know, because of this thing called gravity? If it wanted us to go down the hole then it would probably do so first, or push us, rather than undressing and springing a fountain.

So, ask it politely if you can drink, and then take a sip. Just touch the liquid with your tongue first in case it tastes bad. Tasting bad would probably mean it's poisonous.

Punch it inna tits.

Maybe you can use the pillow to cushion the fall after you jump down the hole?

also, don't drink that.

Drink iiiit.
Drink iiiit.

Whatever you do don't drink it!

>>853924
Or maybe just squeeze past it and out of the elevator.

drink it. what could possibly go wrong?

T-Taste it

>>853924
Do it! It'll be fun!

That and if you do it, maybe it will be your friend! Your only other friend is your angry reflection from another dimension, after all, so maybe this scary monster is nicer. And more present.

75 Arkomeda 2017/12/29(Fri)08:30 No. 854477 ID: bfec60
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Ask it… ask it what? What absurdity had you indulged in? You were on an elevator, while in front of you stood a floating wine-red colored demon creature, out of its tits seeping milk more blue than blueberries. And in front of it was somebody that had been suffering from some sort of corruption. On one hand glaring at it in distaste, on the other contemplating refreshing your lips with its milk.

You remained silent, helpless for a second as you recovered your soul. The decisions churned in your mind like a stomach trying to digest food. But you weren’t just any fluttering idiot or wasting your thoughts on frivolous ideas. The correct way for you to act, would be the most sensible one. Hug the wall as you pass it by, give it a sweet farewell, and then bail as soon as out of sight.

[1/4]

76 Arkomeda 2017/12/29(Fri)08:31 No. 854478 ID: bfec60
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You began doing so, sliding against the wall, facing opposite to the creature. It remained still, its eye locked on you while the wretching dryness of your throat had been seeking a sip of water. You still hadn’t shown any fear during your approach to your way out, even if internally you may had been drowning in it. You realized that this nonsense was not worth pursuing further, but the scent of its milk was quite intense even at this distance, blooming vineyards was the closest you could imagine. The thoughts had been tempting. You could excuse yourself and slip right by it, saving your soul from itself first.

[2/4]

77 Arkomeda 2017/12/29(Fri)08:31 No. 854479 ID: bfec60
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You paused as mystical madonna had interrupted your departure. She raised her arm, first touching her breasts, before extending it towards you face. You were somewhat secure in knowing that it hadn’t hurt you yet. Its body language, if one could call it that, had been too wailing to even brush against you. But appearances could always be deceiving.

The first thing to move had been your hands, bitterly cool as the sweat that you’d coated the elevator wall with had drenched your palms. Then you closed in, your face leaning towards the hovering hand. As you sniffed, the ardor and freshness veneered down your nostrils straight to your brain. How crisp, how stretching…

You’d judge the first lick as emasculating, the mellow richness too scarce to let go. You let your tongue get the best of you. Uncaring of anything else that covered it hands, you plunged your lips all around its fingers, stripping them of any milk along with rogue dust and soot. You’d been determined to enjoy every single drop of this, and as you mopped it up, leaving nothing besides gravel skin, you left a trail of saliva, your tongue trying to savor whatever drops are left.


[3/4]

78 Arkomeda 2017/12/29(Fri)08:32 No. 854480 ID: bfec60
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That flavor, that relishment. You’d almost gone numb tasting it, amnesia included. If it had been a remedy, it’d cure any disease. If it’d come out of a woman’s breast, you’d declare her a saint.

A funeral silence soon set in, the content of her chests now reaching your stomach. You sensed it blossom too, staring back at the creature as it pulled its arm back. It only took the first sensation from your inside to realize what a burning mistake that had been.

[4/4]

So, why was this a mistake? What did drinking the stuff do to us?

If we're deciding on what happens to us then..
you obtained a massive erection, but too much blood left your head and you pass out!

>>854480
Spontaneously combust.

M A K E U S W H O L E

Are the walls melting?

It only took the first sensation from your inside to realize what a burning mistake that had been.

OH NO!
You're about to to get...
Hammered

The demon's milk had a effect entirely like triple distilled syrup of ipecac, causing you to projectile vomit right into the demon's eye.

>>854480
Lol ur fucked now, boy

>>854480
Better continue moseying out of there and get to a spot where you can sit for a while.

79 Arkomeda 2018/01/02(Tue)20:16 No. 855720 ID: 5b9ff0
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You held still, a tension running down your body, trying to bolt it to the exit. You hadn’t even even halted to give it a kick to the crotch. In the span of of a few seconds though, a sickness inflicted on your body, unknown in content, but not so in its origin, as you brought your palms to hold your face from the dizziness. Your knees become weak, arms heavy, tasting their decline.

[1/2]

80 Arkomeda 2018/01/02(Tue)20:17 No. 855721 ID: 5b9ff0
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From your throat came a growing urgent need to vomit, one that was disrupted momentarily while you tried to hold yourself by the elevator entrance. You probably had enough energy between this moment and the next to do something, after which you guessed you’d be either dead or clinging to life.

[2/2]

Tell the creature you love it.

And that is why our parents say to not to accept gifts from strangers.
You should probably throw up, to purge that shit from your sistem. Or just endure it, probably it already mes you up. If it is similar to that wierd vission you have had before, it might not be that bad.

>>855721
Do you know how to do that thing they do in the movies where you stick your hand in your mouth to cause yourself to vomit? Cause that sounds like a good thing to do now

Drink some water from your canteen. Maybe it will help with the digestion. Or vomiting. But I prefer digestion. It's bad manners to vomit.

Strip Naked.

81 Arkomeda 2018/01/05(Fri)02:26 No. 856316 ID: 8c9b96
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A worrying sweat cooled your body. An obscuring dizziness started to grow. To vomit made no sense as the urge was unwanted, even if you recollected the finger technique to do it. They used to hand out capsules for that up above. It wasn’t pretty.

You reached for your canteen, fumbled with the cap and with your focus slipping somehow managed to guide it to your lips. A merciful coolness washed away the warm juiciness from the milk, the mix of different liquids creating an alarming insensibility in your throat.

[1/2]

82 Arkomeda 2018/01/05(Fri)02:27 No. 856317 ID: 8c9b96
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It took a few moments before it reached your stomach. You surrendered exhausted laying down in the cold cot, lowe body softened by the creatures robe. I’d be a future matter if it’d been determination, water, or luck that kept you breathing. You were a burned down building whose foundations barely stood. You could maybe make a final struggle, surprise the fuck out of it. At least it wouldn’t be the milk that burned you to the ground.

[2/2]

Cover yourself with the robe. At least you'll be warm :p

83 Arkomeda 2018/01/09(Tue)04:20 No. 857276 ID: 4f28ae
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Even pulling the robe around your body was beyond your capability. You laid on top of it, drained of energy, the full consequences of your foolish actions being quite clear. You’d been reduced to pure breathing, a cycle no louder than a whisper, demanding immense strength to maintain. You’d figured you drunk a relaxant, a powerful but also an anomalous one. How else could it drop you in seconds without killing you. Such silliness, but such obliviousness. These were the banes of mankind. Fruits paralyze, insects infest, predators maim, and in the end the poisonous water kills.

[1/?]

84 Arkomeda 2018/01/09(Tue)04:21 No. 857277 ID: 4f28ae
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This lethargy you crashed with could be what you deserved. Your eyelids violently struggled to remain open, similar to how your lungs were trying to keep up, foolishly attempting to budge any semblance of strength from your decaying body. The creature hanged at the edge of your eyes, close but distant, its image looming over you maddeningly like death.

[2/?]

85 Arkomeda 2018/01/09(Tue)04:23 No. 857278 ID: 4f28ae
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In this unusual tranquility an avalanche of words perturbed your mind. In the same way a chilling force washed over your body. You felt like you were floating, at first just a blurry suspicion, but then reality hit you when you sensed that the actual space between you and the floor grew.

[3/?]

86 Arkomeda 2018/01/09(Tue)04:23 No. 857279 ID: 4f28ae
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You were leaned forward in a bitter fashion, facing the flat-faced creature. It stared at you, and you returned the favor. It swayed back to the elevator and easily brought you closer, levitating with you above the hole. You spent a moment gazing at each other, trying to ascertain what exactly must’ve possessed it to do this to you. Intimate confidence? Maddening indifference? Staring the lion at its face, you couldn’t figure out anything.

[4/?]

87 Arkomeda 2018/01/09(Tue)04:23 No. 857280 ID: 4f28ae
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It blinked, the first time doing so since the two of you met, affirming its consciousness. It raised its arms, neither shaken or taken back, its palms sliding against your cheeks causing your body to tremble. Under this sensuous facade it seemed that it began lowering you, no recourse coming from your useless body, the needle-sharp hole endangering you only in your thoughts as you barely grazed it.

[5/?]

88 Arkomeda 2018/01/09(Tue)04:24 No. 857281 ID: 4f28ae
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Beneath it somewhere, the boundary of no return, the space you assumed all of your lost friends faded into. You were descending down towards it and whatever sense of discipline you had was slipping against this fear of the unknown, slowly being replaced by a maddening dysphoria.

[6/?]

89 Arkomeda 2018/01/09(Tue)04:25 No. 857282 ID: 4f28ae
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A brilliant darkness surrounded you, the blip of light of the elevator shrinking in the blackness before disappearing like a dying star. A similar feeling began assaulting you, as if the last of your sanity had been leaving you. Again, you couldn’t figure out if this had been a terrible dream.

[7/?]

90 Arkomeda 2018/01/09(Tue)04:26 No. 857283 ID: 4f28ae
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Were you dead? No, you still had your thoughts, you still existed, even if your bodily senses eluded you. You were afraid, small, without awareness. You couldn’t have been more alien to yourself at that time. To admit that your problems might’ve been in some way related to your previous actions may finally be due.

You began reflecting and let your sacred land be open.

[8/8]

PROLOGUE END Arkomeda 2018/01/09(Tue)04:27 No. 857284 ID: 4f28ae
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PROLOGUE END

(Check link please) Arkomeda 2018/01/09(Tue)04:51 No. 857286 ID: 4f28ae
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https://tgchan.org/kusaba/questdis/res/117871.html#119462

(Check link please)

I just realized that we Trusted a T's tits to not traumatically total us.
And in doing so it brought us Tranquility.