The plot will soon kick in, the story will soon properly unfold and the cast shall face their mightiest foe soon. However there is a problem for the cast that shall be unleashed soon, for one of them faces a curse from the Gods. What shall it be and who will face it? Find out by watching us play.
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I down loaded a copy of 'Eye of Argon' from the website. It's a treasure, that's for sure!
I'll admit, I've never heard of this story either. Sounds just as bad as some of the erotic fan fiction I had a mini series of reading out.
I was deeply disturbed by the chat during this show, when I learned that no-one had read (or even heard of, apparently) Jim Theis short story "The Eye Of Argon" - which has acheived legend status in the sci-fi/fantasy community for how bad it is. I immediately thought of it after Jason mentioned the blue stuff might be Micro. If you want to read a copy of the entire story & enjoy lines like - "Prepare to embrace your creators in the stygian haunts of hell, barbarian", gasped the first soldier. "Only after you have kissed the fleeting stead of death, wretch!" returned Grignr. You'll find a text copy on this link: http://ansible.uk/misc/eyeargon.html The main character even gets attacked by a killer rat, just like the pathfinder crew.
Well, here is the ending of the story as it may or may not apply to Microblogganism, about the many fauceted (not a spelling mistake) scarlet emerald - The eye of argon:
Carthena gaped at the gem gasping in a terrified manner "The eye of Argon, Oh! Kalla!" At this the gem gave off a blinding glow, then dribbled through Grignr's fingers in a slimy red ooze. Grignr stepped back, pushing Carthena behind him. The droplets of slime slowly converged into a pulsating jelly-like mass. A single opening transfixed the blob, forminf into a leechlike maw. Then the hideous transgressor of nature flowed towards Grignr, a trail of greenish slime lingering behind it. The single gap puckered repeatedly emitting a ghastly sucking sound. Grignr spread his legs into a battle stance, steeling his quivering thews for a battle royal with a thing he knew not how to fight. Carthena wound her arms about her protectors neck, mumbling, "Kill it! Kill!" While her entire body trembled.
The thing was almost upon Grignr when he buried his axe into the gristly maw. It passed through the blob and clanged upon the ground. Grignr drew his axe back with a film of yellow-green slime clinging to the blade. The thing was seemingly unaffected. Then it started to slooze up his leg. The hairs upon his nape stoode on end from the slimey feel of the things buly, bulk. The Nautous sucking sound became louder, and Grignr felt the blood being drawn from his body. With each hiss of hideous pucker the thing increased in size. Grignr shook his foot about madly in an attempt to dislodge the blob, but it clung like a leech, still feeding upon his rapidly draining life fluid. He grasped with his hands trying to rip it off, but only found his hands entangled in a sickly gluelike substance. The slimey thing continued its puckering ; now having grown the size of Grignr's leg from its vampiric feast.
Grignr began to reel and stagger under the blob, his chalk white face and faltering muscles attesting to the gigantic loss of blood. Carthena slipped from Grignr in a death-like faint, a morrow chilling scream upon her red rubish lips. In final desperation Grignr grasped the smoldering torch upon the ground and plunged it into the reeking maw of the travestry. A shudder passed through the thing. Grignr felt the blackness closing upon his eyes, but held on with the last ebb of his rapidly waning vitality. He could feel its grip lessoning as a hideous gurgling sound erupted from the writhing maw. The jelly like mass began to bubble like a vat of boiling tar as quivers passed up and down its entire form. -END OF AVAILABLE COPY-