>>24772892Over the course of the next half-hour, you struggle to traverse the pothole purgatory, and in doing so accumulate a hundred more reminders about how this is literally anything but a dream.
"Ow!"
"OW!"
"GAAAAAAHHHH! STILL? I'M STILL TRIPPING?! Really?!"
In layman's terms, this universe isn't exactly a paradise. It's enormous, but it's also barren, the weather never changes, it's perpetually nighttime, there's one more moon in the sky than you're used to, and there isn't a soul to be seen.
"I... I change my mind... I'm starting to lose my resolve pretty quickly now.. I feel like I've marched.. for ages... BUT I CAN STILL SEE THE FOOTPRINTS FROM WHERE I STARTED!... Screw these holes.... THERE'S NOT EVEN ANYTHING IN THEM! It's like—It's like they just dug them for the sake of digging!"
"THEY DUG THEM TO BE A D-I-C-K! A big dick to anyone who felt like they could just waltz into their turf!"
You promptly drop to the ground, running extremely low on stamina. "W-Well then... I'll just play hipster contrarian to their little charade... I won't give in to the man! They want me to waltz in? I'LL JUST CRAWL IN!"
"Hah..."
"Haaah..."
"Haaaaaah..."
"...Actually I'm starting to think crawling is harder.."
A) Man up, sissy!
B) Consider eating the dirt.
C) It's a good thing HM Fly is something that exists, right?
