Rolled … 1
From your hiding spot in the bushes, you suddenly get wake up again an hour later, realizing that finding something in the area to help you locate animal easily would be very useful. Just at that moment, you hear someone entering your house, making you stay in place. “You are certain that the Anteater was not found?”, you hear someone talk with a scratchy voice. “Detective Donshohuto, we looked everywhere in the city,” you hear their voices getting farther away from you and footsteps leaving your home. You decide it would be best to move around at a time when a majority of people are not awake, when a nut hits on the head another hour later with the subsequent sounds of squirrel just before you fall asleep.
Rolled … 4
With the dream continuing, I manage to skedaddle away on ground with some injuries, still hearing the gun shots ringing in my ears. “Kill it with fire!” one of my neighbors yelled, with some children sighing in sadness, “But it is just a bug…..” I make it to the open garage of my retired neighbors on another street, press the garage door button to close the garage door, and at attempt to hide underneath their car, quivering with fear. The angry shooters went past the house, hearing their acrid remarks, such as “The only good insect is a dead one!” I start crying, as much as an Arthropleura could, seeing only faint shadows with my bluish bioluminescent apomastism, in what felt like several hours in my dream before walking up from the nightmare.
Roll … 4
The first thing you see when you wake up later the next day is your Father waving to you, and you wave back (you still don’t think it is possible to do a thumbs up as a Crayfish, since Crayfish don’t have thumbs). You Mother takes you out from your tank and dries up the excess moisture, before you take the fresh piece of paper on the countertop and write with a marker, “I still want to send an email to my friend…” You Father nods, and you Mother gives you the computer again, seeing that today is May 12, 2025. You concentrate, going slowly to make sure you do no mess up the password. After spending an hour, you eventually type, check, and then send an email to your friend saying you are fine.
Rolling … 4
You wake up impaled on the branch of broken tree, where broken branch only went through your left lung. You want to scream in pain from wounds all over your body, but being a Giga Chad, you masculinity will not allow such weakness. You use what you have left of your Giga Chad strength to pull yourself out from the impaled tree branch, hearing the sickening squishiness and sharpness of broken ribs as you do it. Starting to bleed more, you find a moose that unfortunately died from being hit by pieces of the wreckage, and start to eat it out of hunger and desperation. Taking a sharp stone, you start to skin the moose and use its hide to create a makeshift bandage before passing out from the injuries (must dream next turn).
Survival Roll … 4 (domin2kr lives).
Rolling … 2
Based on your strange experience several hours before, you attempt to dream about the stuff that happens to that one sock you never found. In your dream, a random portal opens, and you wonder what is on the other side. You enter the portal, and you find … the one sock you were looking for this entire time. You facepalm, hoping for something more nonsensical would happen, but nothing ever comes. After what feels like a long time, you get bored and go back to sleep in your dream.
Rolled … 2
With the sun setting again, and seeing the carnage you ended up doing, you now try to rectify your mistakes by trying to create a makeshift bucket. The problem is finding a good material for this bucket. You slapdash a bunch of leaves together with some of your shedding scales to try and hold water, but it works as well as one would expect such a shoddy contraption to be. Not holding very much water, you try to fly back and form for several hours, to scoop water as many times as possible, in order to douse the flames. It helps a little, but the night is still ablaze with fires well-within sight.
Rolling … 4
Feeling once again hungry, you use your Gorgonopsid nose to smell out potential prey, smelling a deer. You stealthy go closer to the source of the scent, finding a family of deer. Your scent is unfamiliar to the potential prey, as this deer family have never encountered a small prehistoric hunter like you before. You see the small deer playing happily among its parents, blissfully unware of the potential trauma and loss that might soon occur, making you briefly think about your family. This time, Bambi will not lose their mother, as you lunge and bite the neck of the Buck, which collapses to the ground.
Willow (Dream RNG Roll) … 5
You do not know where you are at in your dream, since you were dreamwalking and conversing with aah31415 just a few moments ago. You see a random sock far away from you, and a random portal opens, with a Troodon finding the sock and ending up disappointed. You then see in another direction a giant ancient Millipede hiding scared inside a garage. And in another different direction, you find someone heavily injured collapsed in a forest beside a skinned moose. You go to the injured person in the dream, and lick them to give them antibacterial protection on their wounds, which immediately starts helping that person survive.
Happy Holidays, everyone!
