#Diaries of a Spaceport Janitor
#Diaries of a Spaceport Janitor
by Amr (@siegarettes)
A cloud of viscera surrounds me. It hasn’t been a half hour and I’m swimming in gore. I found a harpoon and set out open up the gate mechanisms trapping me here, and was immediately ambushed by a massive, razor toothed worm. Worms the size of my submarine shot out of its gullet, and it ambushed me from tunnels in the walls. Growling synths shook the air around me. My slow charging, pitiful harpoon couldn’t even cover the space above me so I had to bide my time and slowly cut away at it until it finally gave and disintegrated into a pile of flesh.
I’m in one of the tunnels it carved now. I’m hoping this leads me out of this cavern.
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By Omar (@siegarettes)
Am I being punished for my hubris? I woke up after my first day in this spaceport feeling hungover and disheveled, in a not exactly luxurious apartment. I’d be so excited to be in a new place I jumped right in, seeking adventure and now I’m penniless, with a bothersome little skull following me. The fortune teller outside my house tells me it’s a curse I picked up for my premature adventure. Now all I can do is clean the trash around this place, and try to earn what little money I can until I find a way to break this curse and get out of here.