You are standing by a tree
There are 3 paths.
One appears to go to a jungle,
one appears to go to a cave,
one appears to go to a beach,
you could try and climb the tree,
there is a nearby shop you could go in,
or you could do something else.
So what's its going to be?
Written by catprog on 01 April 2003
You sit under the tree
You sit under the tree.
Suddenly...
Written by catprog on 21 May 2003
Plant change
As you sit against the tree you start to feel funny. You look down to notice that your clothes have turned to bark.
You run away but when you hit a sunny patch you stop as you are now rooted to the ground. Your legs then start to combine with wood.
The change continues until you are a 6ft tall tree.
Written by on 20 May 2007
Yell for Help
You watch in stunned silence as the bark grows up your legs and pushes out, forming a tree trunk where your legs once were. Below the surface of the earth you can feel your toes and the heel of your foot digging deeper and deeper into the soil. You start hyperventilating as the bark crawls up your sternum. You finally find it in you to call out for help, but all you do is run out of breath. You try and suck air back into your lungs, but the bark is up to your neck, which means your lungs are most likely gone, replaced by tree. You're still trying when the bark reaches your lips, and your mouth and throat fill in with wood. The last thing you see as the bark covers your eyes is a vast canopy of leaves covering you. You feel your branches continue to grow, and your roots delving into the ground. Then there is nothing. You're hearing is gone, as is your sight. Oddly you can breath, smell, and taste through your leaves. You can feel the bark, the roots, and every single leaf. It's fascinating when you think about it.
You start to calm down, and enjoy the peaceful breeze blowing though you. You could stay like this...you shake yourself out the thought mentally.
"Help!" you cry out with your mind. At first no one answers, but then you feel a tiny voice in your mind.
"You'll be a tree for a hundred years, give or take," the voice whispers. "You can't talk to the other trees until your roots touch theirs. Concentrate and you'll be able to make them grow."
You try, and manage it. You branch out your roots, seeking another to talk to, so at least you won't loose your mind. Then the voice speaks again.
"That's right, you're doing it. Right now you're the only tree not connected, so once you touch another, you'll be connected to the whole forest." Then she adds with a giggle "of course then you'll be stuck as a tree forever, but that's not so bad is it?"
You stop immediately, but is it too late?
Written by An Anonymous Wierdo on 19 March 2008
Whew! That was close.
You stop immediately when you hear whoever this is say that. You can hear her giggling in your head.
"Gotten cozy with the locals yet?" she asks "Let me just check. Noooo...no your not hooked up yet, I'll bet your close though. Close enough that if the other permanent residents should find out you're here then they'd probably start branching out to look for you. Yes, knowing them that's exactly what they'd do. It's a good thing they don't know. Of course it could be a very bad thing for them to find out. So, how about this. You be a good boy, or girl (I forget which one you were frankly), and do what I tell you, and make me happy, and I'll keep your attendance as a forest resident a secret. Get me mad, and I'll rat you out, or is that...root you out?" she laughs at you again.
It isn't much of a choice.
Written by An Anonymous Wierdo on 19 March 2008
