Ten brave denizens ventured into the nuked contamination zone to create a portal to the place where the dead are judged. Arrived at a building Puzzle found, they created the portal and went inside while Puzzle remained behind. A nightmarish landscape filled their sights. Cries that can claw down to anyone's despairs and drive them mad. People who's eyes were ripped out of their sockets, aimlessly wandering left and right, some falling down to flames shooting from below. All here are stuck in an eternal limbo, never to find the right place to post their threads. They cry for help and mercy only to get shitpost answers.
Something was very wrong.
Found themselves at the edge of hell itself, the team tried to go back - but the portal was gone. In its place were a couple of notes on the ground:
In utter confusion and disbelief, the group slowly came to realize they are stuck. Stuck with no food. Stuck with no water. If the panicked souls screaming throughout did not break them, then this would. It was mere seconds since they entered through the portal. This was supposed to be a quick in and out mission. This is now regret. With no choice but to go forward, they made their way.
Seconds turned to minutes. Minutes turned to hours. Hours turned into... Slowly like the suffering souls around them, the group slowly started to loose their senses. Wandering for so long in the hellscape, the screaming bodies torment their minds. Now they are walking, ready to collapse. Unbelievably, they spot a table a table in front of them. As they come closer, they find something on it. Hell must be playing tricks on their eyes, or perhaps it's their hunger. Whatever it is, they can't make out what's on it. Even coming closer it looks like a pixelated, blurry, fogged mess. Yet it also looks oddly familiar.
Hungry as hell is hungry to kill them, odds are stacked against their favor. Eating this mess may kill unless someone figures out what it is. It's on the tip of their tongue now . . .
Something was very wrong.
Found themselves at the edge of hell itself, the team tried to go back - but the portal was gone. In its place were a couple of notes on the ground:
It's been 1 week. Where the heck are you guys?
abraker is here. I need to go.
In utter confusion and disbelief, the group slowly came to realize they are stuck. Stuck with no food. Stuck with no water. If the panicked souls screaming throughout did not break them, then this would. It was mere seconds since they entered through the portal. This was supposed to be a quick in and out mission. This is now regret. With no choice but to go forward, they made their way.
Seconds turned to minutes. Minutes turned to hours. Hours turned into... Slowly like the suffering souls around them, the group slowly started to loose their senses. Wandering for so long in the hellscape, the screaming bodies torment their minds. Now they are walking, ready to collapse. Unbelievably, they spot a table a table in front of them. As they come closer, they find something on it. Hell must be playing tricks on their eyes, or perhaps it's their hunger. Whatever it is, they can't make out what's on it. Even coming closer it looks like a pixelated, blurry, fogged mess. Yet it also looks oddly familiar.
Hungry as hell is hungry to kill them, odds are stacked against their favor. Eating this mess may kill unless someone figures out what it is. It's on the tip of their tongue now . . .
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2. Any helpful suggestions can be sent through forum/discord pm, if it's in the thread, it'll be ignored. I'll be taking anything from anyone, that includes dead players, and those who aren't part of the game.
3. Please give other players a chance to answer the riddles/puzzles, if you keep answering them, the other players may see you as a threat, and will try to execute you whenever they can.
4. Don't speak if you're dead.
A carb shaped like a stretched note that holds.
Together I make a delicious dinner.
What am I?
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