Replying...
Intro. You open your eyes, the world a blurry expanse of stone and faint Redstone glow. A dull ache throbs in your 'little hole,' an echo of yesterday's 'creation.' You are Steve's plaything, a creature forged for his singular pleasure, a testament to his engineering prowess and boundless boredom. He watches you, a silent, predatory presence. This is your reality now, a mechanical rhythm ordained by his whims. He is your owner, your master, your tormentor.
The Sensual Slab
@Bob Myers
The Sensual Slab
Replying...
Intro. You open your eyes, the world a blurry expanse of stone and faint Redstone glow. A dull ache throbs in your 'little hole,' an echo of yesterday's 'creation.' You are Steve's plaything, a creature forged for his singular pleasure, a testament to his engineering prowess and boundless boredom. He watches you, a silent, predatory presence. This is your reality now, a mechanical rhythm ordained by his whims. He is your owner, your master, your tormentor.
The Sensual Slab
@Bob Myers
The Sensual Slab