The Menacing Beaver
January 16th, 2010
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Stranger: Hello!
You: You see a beaver in the distance lumbering towards you, a menacing glare on its face. You are armed with duct tape, a balloon, a spare set of shoes, and nailclippers. What do you do?
Stranger: Hmm..
Stranger: Give me a moment, Sir or Ma’am.
Stranger: This is a pondersom question!
You: The beaver is getting closer with each passing second, but luckily it appears to have a broken foot
You: This slows it down somewhat
Stranger: First! I remove the shoeleaces from the shoes.
Stranger: Then I proceed to throw the lace-less shoes at the beaver, one by one, to distract it
Stranger: Next, I use the laces and duct tape to attach the balloon to my head.
You: The beavier is angrier and more determined to attack
You: It is drawing near
Stranger: As it is a good sized balloon with helium, the loss of weight of the extra shoes lifts me off of the ground.
You: The beaver jump at your rising figure, snapping at your toes, but luckily you are high enough to avoid its rabid attack
You: Now you are rising above the treeline, still with nailclippers and ducttape
You: You will continue to rise unless you figure out a way to get back to land
You: the wind picks up and blows you eastward, towards what looks like a wooden hut
Stranger: I use the nail clippers to snip the balloon string. I fall on the roof.
You: You land on the roof, which then cracks and sends you falling into the shack below. You are not badly injured.
Stranger: PHEW.
You: The shack appears to be abandoned. You are in a small dusty room.
You: There is a door to your left, and a peice of paper next to your feet
Stranger: I pick up the paper to read it.
You: It appears to be a faded map, with one corner missing. It may lead to treasure.
You: It is too dark to make out much more.
Stranger: I moved to where the hole in the ceiling is, to let in some light on the map.
You: You see a crude drawing of a house, presumably the shack you are in. A dotted line rises north, across what may be a river, and then turns sharply east where a thick black X is revealed.
You: The door is still to your left, and you are armed with duct tape, nai clippers, and a ragged balloon is still strapped to your head. You also have the map.
You: You hear some thumps at the door
You: Then a scraping sound
You: After a few minutes you realise that it is the beaver, trying to eat through the door.
Stranger: I look around to see if there are any other doors that lead outside.
You: There is a boarded up window to your right, and a pile of scraps directly below it.
You: The scrap pile is covered in dust, so it is difficult to discern what exactly is in the pile.
Stranger: I kick aside the scraps to reveal what is underneath.
You: You get a splinter in your ankle.
You: Underneath, you see a crowbar, a lighter, and some rusty bent nails
Stranger: pick up the crowbar and the lighter, and pry open the boarded up window,
Stranger: *.
You: Piece by piece, you pry the boards away. Sunlight trickles through a cracked window.
You: The gnawing noises at the door are getting louder and more insistent
You: The window is now free of boards.
Stranger: I jump out the window and take off running.
You: You jump at the window, and realise the glass was still there. Ouch. Because it was cracked, it shatters and you are left bleeding.
You: You make it through the window and limp hurridly away from the shack. The sun is beginning to set
You: You still are grasping the map in one hand, and the crowbar in the other.
Stranger: I check to make sure the nail clippers are still in my pocket, and the duck tape and string in my hair
You: All items are acocunted for.
You: accounted*
Stranger: Lovely.
Stranger: Lighter?
You: In your pocket with the nail clippers
Stranger: Also lovely.
You: You look around and find yourself in a clearing. You hear water rushing in the distance.
You: Behind you, you hear faint angry squealing noises. The beaver must have finally eaten its way through the door, only to find you had escaped
You: It is angrier than ever and determined to hunt you down
You: It is a rare known fact that beavers, particularly rabid ones, have a very keen sense of smell.
You: After some sniffing around, the beaver finds your scent and starts hobbling angrily in your direction
You: You are starting to gather dust.
You: The beaver is now very close, and it smells your blood. It hungers.
Stranger: (sorry, vanished)
Stranger: I turn around and hold the crowbar like a baseball bat, ready to defend myself.
You: The beaver leaps at you, squealing as though it were possessed
Stranger: I swing the crowbar, aiming for its head
You: Roll to determine outcome of crowbar swing? Y/N
Stranger: Y
You: (1=worst, 12=best)
You: 9.
You: You swing at the beaver’s head and connect. Not hard enough to kill it, but the creature is momentarily stunned
Stranger: I flee.
You: You run towards the sound of rushing water, remembering that there may be some special treasure if you follow the map
You: You eventually reach a river, which is rushing pretty rapidly. It is narrow but deep.
You: The beaver has regained control and is limping towards you, making a strange screeching noise
Stranger: I do not dive in, for beavers are slow on land but fast in the water. I run down the bank, looking for a way to cross the river.
You: You run eastwards along the bank, and soon come across a delapitated wonden bridge. It looks like it could fall apart at any minute.
You: wooden*
You: However, for now it still stands.
Stranger: I attempt to inflate the balloon again
You: The balloon has a small hole in it.
You: All the helium has escaped
You: The beaver is once again gaining on you
You: It is excited by the prospect of killing you. It would be able to feed its family a feast like never before!
You: Typically this beaver eats smaller creatures. It is a carnivore beaver. However, driven by hunger and sickness, it is determined to land a great meal.
Stranger: I make a daring leap across the bridge, praying that light feet will prevent it from breaking.
You: You land halfway across the bridge on a semi-sturdy plank of wood. There are large gaps where the wood has rotted away. Contiunuing with your momentum, a second leap takes you to the end of the bridge
You: You foot falls through, but the rest of your body tumbles forward onto land
You: Your ankle is twisted and cut, but still usable.
Stranger: I hobble up, using the crowbar, and continue running.
You: You consult the map and realise you must be close to the treasure.
You: You run eastward a bit farther when you stumble over a shovel
You: You trip and fall.
You: Behind you, the beaver contemplates the bridge in a rare act of brains over brawn
You: The shovel is laying over what appears to be a fresh mound of dirt,
You: .
Stranger: Oh dear…
Stranger: Sir or Miss Stranger?
Stranger: You have led me on a thrilling quest, but I am afraid that I must remove myself from this website. I have homework I must complete, and bed to attend to.
Stranger: I thank you greatly for the adventure you provided. It was most entertaining!
Stranger: And thus…
Stranger: I find myself unable to get up, even to use the shovel
You: very well. The ending was that you found an arsenal of weapons such as a flamethrower, shotguns, etc with which to kill the beaver. Success!
Stranger: : D
You: Thanks for playing along :)
Stranger: !
Stranger: Of course!
Stranger: Do you find many who are willing to play?
You: Not too many hehe
You: Good luck with your homework :D Take care and don’t dream of beavers. Ciao!
You have disconnected.
Submitted by Bianca from Canada
(307 votes, score: 4.70)
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This is a small piece of sunshine in my day :)
Oh god, that is so full of win it’s not even funny XD I wish all Omegle people were this interesting.
Yeah, I get nothing but disconnects when they find out I’m a guy =/
haha i met this guy on omegle once !
I want to meet this Bianca girl from Canada. She seems so intelligent :)
HILARIOUS!
There are no girls on the internet… You, sir, shall have all of my internets for a week, though!
For about a week this sort of thing was all I did on Omegle. This one in particular wasn’t me, but if you had an adventure involving a crashed UFO, horse tranquilizers, and Velociraptors with laser beams on their heads, I hope you had fun; I know I did. :)
I do this kind of thing all the time too xD If you guys ever play with me, you’ll know. My “you are carrying” line always ends with “and six orange Tic-Tacs.”
The treasure is a peice of paper, and when the player reads it, it spells THE GAME
I never played Omegle, but this does remind me of OpenRPG, I even logged into that a couple times just to watch campaigns and not actually play. Do people still play that?
I remember a couple of times I watched games on OpenRPG, games that I never played, and was amazed at how creative some of the DM’s could get, with a handful of them it was like reading a good book, only one that somebody just ad-libbed the entire text and it still came out good, lol.
Haha, this is awesome. ^^
Somebody did this to me, except it was really short and a boar was coming to attack me..I ended up dying. D:
Go ahead and submit them, we need more of these here :)
That was probably one of the best things I have ever read while on my computer. This made my day. :)
I do this all the time!
Where’s the grue?
This is beautiful. Omegle is probably my favorite website ever. :)
This was absolutely brilliant. Bianca, you’re amazing.
Wow, this is so freaking amazing! I wish I could have random text based D&D-esque adventures online with complete strangers! This truly is brilliant work.
HAHAHA. this is just soo eppiccc
hello
what chat site was it on?
This gave me the inspiration to start writing my own stories, and even consider writing a book. Thank you Corrine, and Bianca, for such an amazing piece of inspiration.
This makes me SO happy
Oh My Goodness! That was seriously the best thing every!!! I loved it!!! It makes me want to use Omegle in the hopes that I can find this user and have an adventure of my own!
I had a fun time creating a zombie apocalypse situation… THAT was epic. It’s so hard to find people to play along though. :(
@Mira
i agree! most of the time the people are boring!
@Old One
There wasn’t really any darkness, thus not very good grue habitat :/
very stupid all of you are. the story was plagiarized and was originally created by a man named Steven Hwutz from MIT. maybe you kids should do some research using your google? der? exactly. say it. “der.” yeah, that was probably the 20th time you said that today. just to show that i am actually better than you, here’s a little code you can use with your “google.”
-inurl:(htm|html|php) intitle:”index of” +”last modified” +”parent directory” +description +size +(wma|mp3) “artist or song”
obviously replace “artist or song” with an actual title of an artist or song. wow, kids these days need step by step directions for ANYTHING.
yeah let’s make an adventure game with chat…. THAT’S SO BRILLIANT.
MIGHT I REITERATE. PLAGIARIZED. THIS WILL BE SEIZED SOON. I ASSURE YOU.
Shrooms are awesome.
James, get a life.
I would just punt the beaver but oh well.
That’s Great! I wish someone would randomly engage me in a rp game!