Another chapter fresh from my strange mind:
I dived forwards towards Myka, trying to push her out of the way. Darts travel quicker than stocky Robiku, though. It hit her right in the back of her neck. She twisted around, trying to knock it out of her skin. The liquid gripped her body and she fell to the ground, motionless.
“Bingo!” Said a voice in the bushes. A slig jumped out. He grinned happily and let out a bark-like laugh. Three more sligs materialized from the undergrowth.
“Catch the cupcakes as well!”
“You mean Kupki?”
“Whatever. Just get ‘em!”
I shouted to my tribe, and ran like hell. I really didn’t want to leave my poor Myka behind, but I had to get the rest of my tribe to safety. I felt so bad listening to the sligs laugh gleefully as they got ready to take their bounty back to their boss. We ran for a while and realised that there were hundreds more of the mechanical-legged scumbags running around, so we decided to scale the treetops..
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