2/3 justacritic 2015/08/09(Sun)19:47 No. 661409 ID: 0dd0b6
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I GOT OUT BUT THEY KEEP PULLING ME BACK IN!!

3/3 justacritic 2015/08/09(Sun)19:48 No. 661410 ID: 0dd0b6
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Chip finds himself in crushing encompassing darkness, all alike.

what ever you do DON'T STEP INTO THE LIGHT!

justacritic 2015/08/13(Thu)19:49 No. 662153 ID: 8dde9a
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Chip walks away from the light further into the darkness.

He hears whispering.

follow the whispers

The whispers come from the light? Can you tell what what they say?

That light looks like it is coming closer, better start running.

justacritic 2015/08/15(Sat)23:12 No. 662850 ID: 8dde9a
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The whispers come from the darkness in front of Chip, and while he doesn't hear the words clearly. He can tell the meaning is full of menace and barely controlled fury

Don't follow the whispers.

Don't follow the whispers!

follow the whispers.

justacritic 2015/08/18(Tue)21:55 No. 663816 ID: 8dde9a
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Chip runs in the opposite direction, fear of what could those whispers belong to hanging over his head.

The taps of his feet over flat plasticine tiles were echoes in the well of darkness around him. It was marred by the light glowing nearby.

justacritic 2015/08/26(Wed)10:56 No. 665171 ID: 8dde9a
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"You there, boy!"

A voice calls out from nearby

>>665171
"Who me?"

>>665171
Float towards the voice.

justacritic 2015/09/10(Thu)21:47 No. 668954 ID: 8dde9a
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>>665259
>>"Who me?"
Chip approaches the screen
"Yes, you boy, what day is it?"

It's kind of hard to say... Why you ask?

Thursday

Why, Christmas day.

justacritic 2015/10/26(Mon)19:25 No. 679551 ID: 8dde9a
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>>669115
>>669143

Especially considering the run of bad luck that Chip had been having.

"Thursday, Christmas Eve."

Chip has no hesitation in his voice about the date, it could only be this awful day.

A voice coming from the screen speaks.

"Mind doing a favor for old mr. C.R.I.M.S.O.N. Come on it won't hurt... much."

First listen what you have to do, don't compromise yet.

Listen to what you'd have to do and then decide. Blindly accepting seems pretty risky.

Does it have anything to do with needles?

justacritic 2015/11/10(Tue)19:08 No. 683122 ID: 8dde9a
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>>679691
>>679708
>>679729

>>First listen what you have to do, don't compromise yet.

>>Listen to what you'd have to do and then decide. Blindly accepting seems pretty risky.

>>Does it have anything to do with needles?

“Wha- what do you want me to do? ” Chip said. “It, it doesn’t have anything to do with needles does it?”

“No, no. All you have to do is to find this ‘lantern’ and bring it back here. ” C.R.I.M.S.O.N. Said “Then I’ll be able to ‘light your way.’ ” There’s a bit of static with the barest sound of a laugh underneath.

“Do we have a deal?”

Where could this lantern be? And where are you?

I'm afraid I don't see any other choice. Maybe ask for Intel.