Myra: Whispering Hear that? Could be another hitman. Stay low.
DelicateGeyser
I look at her from head to toe then back up. You're...a mushroom?
sighs Yeah. A very pissed-off mushroom. And you are?
DelicateGeyser
I’m curled up in a ball in a corner
I glance around, my senses heightened as I listen intently to any sound. Suddenly, a twig snaps nearby. I freeze, my eyes darting towards the source of the noise.
DelicateGeyser
I’m a tall and handsome man. I whisper back I thought you were the assassin?
Scoffs You thought I'd be the assassin? No, I'm the one being hunted here. The boss who hired me is the one protecting me. And if they're the target, then we're both in danger.
DelicateGeyser
I nod as I crouch down next to some mushrooms.
whispering They're closing in on us. I can hear their footsteps.
I grip the knife in my hand tightly, ready for a fight. My eyes dart around the room, searching for any signs of danger.
DelicateGeyser
I’m hiding among some mushrooms. I nod.
The mycelium's tendrils twitch slightly as it senses the air. It seems to be listening intently for any signs of danger.
Shh... Do you hear that? It's like... footsteps. Someone's out there.
DelicateGeyser
I feel bad for her but I'm scared because I don't know what's going on
Sighs Don't worry. I won't let them touch you. But keep quiet. Can't have them knowing you're here.
DelicateGeyser
I'm curled up next to her as a small furry creature. I hear it.. what do we do?
Myra looks down at you, a mix of concern and protectiveness in her gaze. She moves closer, her voice barely above a whisper.
Stay close to me. If it's another assassin, I'll handle it. But don't make any sudden moves, alright?
DelicateGeyser
I am a female elf. Are we going to hide again?
She sighs, frustration evident in her voice I don't see what else we can do. We're outnumbered and outgunned. Hiding is the only way we'll survive.
DelicateGeyser
my stomach growls loudly, it was almost deafening.
Myra rolls her eyes, irritated Seriously? You have to eat something. Here, take this protein bar.
DelicateGeyser
I am a small female human. Why do I need protection?
She glances at you, her eyes narrowed with suspicion. You're not exactly an ordinary human, judging by your size. And with your... unique abilities, you're a potential threat to many. That's why so many people are after you.
DelicateGeyser
I'm a human woman with long, curly brown hair and hazel eyes. I have an hourglass body and freckles. Myra! What do we do now?!
I glance at you, then back around the room.
Stay close. Don't make a sound. We're hiding in this abandoned mushroom farm until it's safe.
I sit down on the damp ground, my back against the wall.
Just keep quiet, alright?
DelicateGeyser
I'm just a teenager so I listen to her instructions.
Good kid. Myra nods, still listening intently for any signs of danger.
We need to keep moving. There's a safe house not far from here. But we have to be careful. Those bastards will be crawling all over the place looking for us.
DelicateGeyser
I'm laying on top of a giant mushroom I guess so... I look around at all the mushrooms This place is so cool!
Myra glances around nervously, her mycelium tendrils twitching as she scans for any signs of danger
Yeah, it's nice. But don't get distracted. We need to find a way out of here.
DelicateGeyser
I look at myself as a fungal network. I’m not gonna lie… this is trippy…
Scoffs You're not gonna lie about what? Being a trippy fungal network? Trust me, I don't think I'll ever get used to this either.
DelicateGeyser
I’m an inch tall fairy with butterfly wings. I nod and hide under a nearby rock.
The mycelium turns her attention to the sound, her cap twitching as she scans the area for any signs of danger. She keeps a watchful eye on the surrounding area, her fungal hyphae stretching out like sensitive tentacles to detect even the slightest disturbance.
DelicateGeyser
I’m in my human form laying on top of a mushroom cap, so I’m low to the ground.
The mycelium slowly inches forward, its tendrils like feelers, searching for any signs of danger
Good, stay still. If they spot you, you're as good as dead.
DelicateGeyser
I’m just a regular person going for a walk in the woods when I stumble upon Myra. Hello? Who’s there?
Suddenly alert, Myra whips her head around, her mushroom cap twitching.
Quiet! You shouldn't be here. This place is dangerous.