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[Slayerhero90]

The Caustic Forest, a First-Person Illustrated Suggestion Game

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?:"Nnh-nhhhn."
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?:"Hnnhhh? A, süy? A, siers."
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?: *sigh* "Sand... Werthfuck am I? Ugh..."
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?:"URGHH! FUCK! Aughhh... Pain... Siers, siers, siers. Thfuck am I goin' do?"
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[Xantalos]

We're obviously high. Enjoy the trip.

[Ross Vernal]

Moan out "BRAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIINS" and attempt to ascertain whether or not you are a zombie.

[Slayerhero90]

We're obviously high. Enjoy the trip.

?:"O, siers cën Loini Darzhuk... I much need some of them strong fucking Demonblood painkillers. How did I get hurt even? Siiiieeeeers."

Moan out "BRAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIINS" and attempt to ascertain whether or not you are a zombie.

?:"..."
?:"The idioticy of my thought train... *sigh*"
?:"Not a fucki- AAUCK! Not a zombie. I am a proud Taselnija-favored Iloial. AUGH! SIERS JIAX QIOLIT! Fuckin' hell..."
?:"Might'swell review other stuff of me; make sure'm not concusioned."
?:"Name, Dosija Iqurt Pholi. Caste, the working Iris. Without us, Nasâjim would have fallen to those paranoid Nyelrrithic fucks from Bystredok."
Dosija:"All too militaristic, them. Back, job, cargowatch on the Dipelêvim. Made me learn English."

?:"O, siers..."

[Xantalos]

Stand up.
Go forward/however plant people move.
Look around.

[Dariush]

Name, Dosija Iqurt Pholi. Caste, the working Iris. Without us, Nasâjim would have fallen to those paranoid Nyelrrithic fucks from Bystredok.

Soooomeone has taken one too many lessons from Bakker.

[Cheesecake]

PTW.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Activate Exposition Mode.

[Slayerhero90]

Stand up.
Go forward/however plant people move.
Look around.

Dosija:"O, siers. A, süy ad siers. Werthfuck's the helicopter?!"
"Fuck! Na jel! A, siers..."

Dosija:"Siers... augh, my head..."



Dosija:"Great... Sap... I'm bleeding from the head... need to get this somehow fixed. Probly bleeding from the gut as well... Whathfuck happened..?"

Spoiler: Some Cemiral Vocab and Pronunciation, if Wanted (click to show/hide)

Dosija Iqurt Pholi (DO-ZEE-yah EE-kert FOLE-ee): The dude's NAME!

Siers (ZEERZ): Expletive used when expressing concern for only one's self.
Süy (ZOY): What
Ad (odd): A, the
Jiax (YEE-oss): this, that, these, those
Qiolit (KEE-ole-EET): Third-person singular of hurts

[Xanmyral]

Contemplate own biology, basic biological necessities, how plant are we.

[GreatWyrmGold]

More generally:

Activate Exposition Mode.

[Slayerhero90]

You asked for the wall of text.

Dosija: "Might'swell give myself a harder test, now that I know I've got a headwound. Basic biology? Êt nag? We Iloialij have two legs with five-toed feet, two arms with five-digit hands, a head, two eyes, two ears, a mouth, a nose, a brain, heart, two lungs, esophagus, stomach, liver, spleen, pancreas, gallbladder, small and large intestines, two kidneys, appendix, bladder, diaphragm, skull, ribcage, spine, spinal cord, pelvis, sexual organs displaying gender dimorphism, sick-sweet sap for blood, caste-color-coded hair-petals, four eyelids, adrenal gland, pituitary gland, probly other stuff I'm forgetting."

Dosija: "Four castes, Daffodil, Iris, Lotus, Rose. Daffodils permitted only to farm, mine, and gather other resources, petals yellow, mostly male. Iris permitted to manufacture and provide services such as shops, communication, and transport, in addition to Daffodil tasks, blueish petals, roughly same percentage of gender. Lotus, restricted to military applications, white petals, mostly female, females infertile. Scary as fuck as well. Rose, tiny chunk of population, red petals, ruling class, entirely female."

Dosija: "Our skin is made of a leaf-like material, hair is petals that grow just like normal hair, teeth and bones are like a very strong wood, fat and near-skin muscle are similar to the stems of smaller plants than trees, while organs and near-organ muscles are made of animal tissues. Blood is, again, sap."

Dosija: "Inner eyelid is similar to a one-way window, appearing pale blue to others. Seldom requires cleaning, nor does it have any nerves. Outer eyelid is split into three sections, inner top third, inner bottom third, and outer third. Separation of inner bottom third from outer third is an insult to whoever is being looked at."

Dosija: "We need more water and food to survive than other sent-specs, aside from Demonbloods. Our bodies react worsely to pollution and radiation, but tolerate damp, humid, and hot environments better. It is difficult for us to get sick. Despite our appearance, we do not need the sun anymore that the other sent-specs. Oh- air's nice too. Can't quite be without it."

Dosija: "Yep, don't think whatevethfuck happened damaged my brain. O SIERS! AUGH! I NEED MEDICINES."

Spoiler: More Vocab (click to show/hide)

Na (Nah): No
Nag (Nahg): Not
Êt (Ett): Why
Jel (Yell): Good

[10ebbor10]

Expostition mode -> Self

Look at sun, compare location to last previously known location

[Xanmyral]

Go mess with white crate, reveal native language. Contemplate last job and if someone wished you dead.

Or possibly if you wished yourself dead.

[Slayerhero90]

Expostition mode -> Self

Look at sun, compare location to last previously known location

Dosija: "The sun is behind me, and setting. All I did was turn around."

Go mess with white crate, reveal native language. Contemplate last job and if someone wished you dead.

Or possibly if you wished yourself dead.

Dosija: "Had my eyes on this box since the helicopter left the pad."

Dosija: "Made outa plastic. Get good money for it after I open it and take what's inside. Looks like the lock might be..."
Dosija: "Siers. Lock still works. Don't wanna harm the plastic either."
Dosija: "Siers, fuck, siers, fuck. Siers sound better. Ah, Cemiral. English is much lesser than Cemiral. Boring job made me learn English, though. But I guess I'm no longer a cargowatch. This box now belongs to me. Augh, siers. Pain. Ow."

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Cemiral (Cheh-MEER-all): The name of the language.