A Common Dungeon Mob

Ask/Art/RP sideblog for a Level One Slime. Indie. Multiverse, friendly. || Written by Yuki

[leveloneslime]

Content coming soon (WIP).

[leveloneslime]

Oops! It’s been a while! I will be coming back to this blog in the coming weeks, but if anyone has any suggestions or recommendations or anything simple they want to see, I’m open to ideas!

[leveloneslime]

//Given how little time I have for art and that this is primarily an art blog (and I am using a lot of my 'Art Energy' (TM) on 'Other Things' (TM) ) the activity on this blog will probably maintain a bi-weekly clip, if that.

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[leveloneslime]

Slimey, no.

Didn’t you learn your lesson last time? Oh for...

Very well, I’ll do my duty. -Ahem-

The slime approaches the grate. After somehow escaping the last fissure in the ground, our specimen has approached a grate leading to an underground sewer. Unlike the fissure, this hole leads somewhere. Perhaps the slime thinks that these particular holes are too small.

Perhaps this time, the slime will have enough of its body above each part of the grate such that it won’t fall through. Perhaps it will even learn from its previous encounters and retreat once it realizes this poses an environmental hazard. Slimey is capable of not falling into other small holes, this might be the same. 

Oh, perhaps not. The slime has not fallen through the grate at all, and even appears to be flaunting that it can stand atop this-

Wait.

Wait!

Oh dear.

[leveloneslime]

The slime is more experienced now, with a battle or two under its belt. It shows the signs of overconfidence, swelling up as it bounces along - having defeated a tree stump, what could possibly get in its way now? Surely not a small crack in the earth, the Slime can merely slide right over that.

The slime approaches steadily, then crosses over the chasm. It brims with confidence, its squishy body stretching.

Oh wait.

Oh no.

Slime physiology has done in the naive slime yet again.

[leveloneslime]

"Huh...Hello lil guy" What a friendly blue masked man this seems to be.

The young slime is a fragile creature, prone to caution. This one especially lacks any semblance of courage, and upon being greeted, stops, then reverses direction and attempts to make a getaway…

Right before slamming into a tree and bouncing off it, wobbling around as it attempts to regain its bearings.

[sweetgardener]

“Oh shi-..Uh..You aight lil guy?” He asks, taking a few steps closer to the young slime. He is concerned.

[leveloneslime]

Scary, scary. Even the trees were angry! Because slime jumped over dead tree?

Backing up and swiveling, the slime faces the stranger, the top of its head flattening defiantly. Tiny gaps of air formed near the bottom half of its body, escaping soon after.

“Pthbthbthhhh.”

[sweetgardener]

“..Oh my god, that is adorable” He chuckles, holding out a hand. what a sweet guy. 

[leveloneslime]

Scary is scary and no-face is scary. Slimey makes another “pthbbbb” noise then turns around and attempts to jump off - and hits the tree again.

[sweetgardener]

He frowns a bit at that. “…..” Thinking, He scoots away from the slime to give it some space, watching it. 

[leveloneslime]

It watches right back. Aggro detection range is painful. Then, a gurgling noise followed by what sounds like a tiny voice. “Bad!”

‘Bad.’

Amazing.

[sweetgardener]

He raises an eyebrow, a confused look on his face. He lets out a sigh and against his better  judgement, removes his mask for the moment to get more air. Having no eyes ain’t a pretty thing, but at least he seems harmless. “I ain’t bad, lil guy”

[leveloneslime]

Oh dear. That was... Extra bad.

"Bad!"

And Slimey wasn't little, it was travel-sized. Adventurers were all bad. And rude!

That was just common sense.

[leveloneslime]

"Huh...Hello lil guy" What a friendly blue masked man this seems to be.

The young slime is a fragile creature, prone to caution. This one especially lacks any semblance of courage, and upon being greeted, stops, then reverses direction and attempts to make a getaway…

Right before slamming into a tree and bouncing off it, wobbling around as it attempts to regain its bearings.

[sweetgardener]

“Oh shi-..Uh..You aight lil guy?” He asks, taking a few steps closer to the young slime. He is concerned.

[leveloneslime]

Scary, scary. Even the trees were angry! Because slime jumped over dead tree?

Backing up and swiveling, the slime faces the stranger, the top of its head flattening defiantly. Tiny gaps of air formed near the bottom half of its body, escaping soon after.

“Pthbthbthhhh.”

[sweetgardener]

“..Oh my god, that is adorable” He chuckles, holding out a hand. what a sweet guy. 

[leveloneslime]

Scary is scary and no-face is scary. Slimey makes another “pthbbbb” noise then turns around and attempts to jump off - and hits the tree again.

[sweetgardener]

He frowns a bit at that. “…..” Thinking, He scoots away from the slime to give it some space, watching it. 

[leveloneslime]

It watches right back. Aggro detection range is painful. Then, a gurgling noise followed by what sounds like a tiny voice. "Bad!"

'Bad.'

Amazing.

[leveloneslime]

"Huh...Hello lil guy" What a friendly blue masked man this seems to be.

The young slime is a fragile creature, prone to caution. This one especially lacks any semblance of courage, and upon being greeted, stops, then reverses direction and attempts to make a getaway…

Right before slamming into a tree and bouncing off it, wobbling around as it attempts to regain its bearings.

[sweetgardener]

“Oh shi-..Uh..You aight lil guy?” He asks, taking a few steps closer to the young slime. He is concerned.

[leveloneslime]

Scary, scary. Even the trees were angry! Because slime jumped over dead tree?

Backing up and swiveling, the slime faces the stranger, the top of its head flattening defiantly. Tiny gaps of air formed near the bottom half of its body, escaping soon after.

“Pthbthbthhhh.”

[sweetgardener]

“..Oh my god, that is adorable” He chuckles, holding out a hand. what a sweet guy. 

[leveloneslime]

Scary is scary and no-face is scary. Slimey makes another "pthbbbb" noise then turns around and attempts to jump off - and hits the tree again.

[definitely-not-altair]

A jelly blob with a face making little gurgling noises has wandered in Talon's way. Oh. Oh no. It turns, eyes wide, frozen in place. (leveloneslime)

What even is that thing? His first instinct is to stab… but it’s kind of cute. 

[leveloneslime]

definitely-not-altair:

“OH- uh. Aha… not into the cookie? I guess it really is just for Poros.” Ew though. This feels weird, until the thing drops back down. It’s really cute. It’s obviously trying to fight him. Which is even cuter.  “You’re a tough little guy, aren’t you?” In a kind of funny, pathetic way.  He scoops the slime up and placed it in the front cowl of his cloak.  “There you go. I’m calling you… hmm. Mister Killface.”

Nice.

Nice.

Mister Killface is pleased with its new perch, it’s never actually been this high up off the ground before. Even if it doesn’t approve of the name and makes a gurgling, slurping noise to generate air pockets and let out yet another - “Ptttttbbbththththth.”

The slime is enjoying itself now, it looks like, though it still refuses to use any actual words. The narrator is beginning to suspect that Slimey is more defiant than cowardly. 

[leveloneslime]

//this is like the cutest blog ever omg

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[definitely-not-altair]

A jelly blob with a face making little gurgling noises has wandered in Talon's way. Oh. Oh no. It turns, eyes wide, frozen in place. (leveloneslime)

What even is that thing? His first instinct is to stab… but it’s kind of cute. 

[leveloneslime]

Knife cape.

With only a measly 11 hp, the slime has no chance against this adventurer. It flattens at the sight, looking like a green puddle with eyes, gurgling slightly.

[definitely-not-altair]

That’s- oh.

“Hey it’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you.” He reaches out and offers a hand to the blob. Weird creature that it is, it’s still an animal.

[leveloneslime]

The young slime waits for its chance, prey cornered by predator, eyes glinting as Talon presses his hand forward.

<<Bounce>>

The gelatinous mob rockets up to slam against Talon’s face with all the force of a water balloon thrown by Talon’s grandmother, then bounced right back onto the ground - flat as a pancake, eyes scrunched up. Talon, for his part, would receive negative damage. His face was cleaned of bad bacteria and any tiny nicks or papercuts would heal over - literal negative damage.

Slimey was, amidst dizziness, most likely regretting its decision.

[definitely-not-altair]

“WH-”  What the… he actually feels better? Talon touches his face… and then stares at the slime. Weird. It must be scared. He does happen to have some Poro snax from a trip to the Howling Abyss in his pocket. Maybe it was hungry?  He takes one out and offers it to the slime. 

[leveloneslime]

Like a curious bird, the young slime shifts this way and that, eyes shifting so that one was on the snack and one on Talon. Air bubbles begin to form inside its core before - 

GOMP.

The slime’s maw comes down on Talon’s hand, stuck. The snack floats in the jelly substance for a few moments, then, “Ptbh.” Ejected to the side as deep forest green shifts to a wintry white-green,

Now that it is latched on, the slime sticks to Talon’s hand firmly, right until it runs out of strength and ‘shlrp’ - it’s fallen back to the ground.

                 <<        Slime has learned Color Change      >> 

[leveloneslime]

"Huh...Hello lil guy" What a friendly blue masked man this seems to be.

The young slime is a fragile creature, prone to caution. This one especially lacks any semblance of courage, and upon being greeted, stops, then reverses direction and attempts to make a getaway…

Right before slamming into a tree and bouncing off it, wobbling around as it attempts to regain its bearings.

[sweetgardener]

“Oh shi-..Uh..You aight lil guy?” He asks, taking a few steps closer to the young slime. He is concerned.

[leveloneslime]

Scary, scary. Even the trees were angry! Because slime jumped over dead tree?

Backing up and swiveling, the slime faces the stranger, the top of its head flattening defiantly. Tiny gaps of air formed near the bottom half of its body, escaping soon after.

"Pthbthbthhhh."

[definitely-not-altair]

A jelly blob with a face making little gurgling noises has wandered in Talon's way. Oh. Oh no. It turns, eyes wide, frozen in place. (leveloneslime)

What even is that thing? His first instinct is to stab… but it’s kind of cute. 

[leveloneslime]

Knife cape.

With only a measly 11 hp, the slime has no chance against this adventurer. It flattens at the sight, looking like a green puddle with eyes, gurgling slightly.

[definitely-not-altair]

That’s- oh.

“Hey it’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you.” He reaches out and offers a hand to the blob. Weird creature that it is, it’s still an animal.

[leveloneslime]

The young slime waits for its chance, prey cornered by predator, eyes glinting as Talon presses his hand forward.

<<Bounce>>

The gelatinous mob rockets up to slam against Talon's face with all the force of a water balloon thrown by Talon's grandmother, then bounced right back onto the ground - flat as a pancake, eyes scrunched up. Talon, for his part, would receive negative damage. His face was cleaned of bad bacteria and any tiny nicks or papercuts would heal over - literal negative damage.

Slimey was, amidst dizziness, most likely regretting its decision.

[leveloneslime]

"Huh...Hello lil guy" What a friendly blue masked man this seems to be.

The young slime is a fragile creature, prone to caution. This one especially lacks any semblance of courage, and upon being greeted, stops, then reverses direction and attempts to make a getaway…

Right before slamming into a tree and bouncing off it, wobbling around as it attempts to regain its bearings.

[definitely-not-altair]

A jelly blob with a face making little gurgling noises has wandered in Talon's way. Oh. Oh no. It turns, eyes wide, frozen in place. (leveloneslime)

What even is that thing? His first instinct is to stab… but it’s kind of cute. 

[leveloneslime]

Knife cape.

With only a measly 11 hp, the slime has no chance against this adventurer. It flattens at the sight, looking like a green puddle with eyes, gurgling slightly.

[leveloneslime]

The slime appears to have met its match in a humble fallen log.

Daunted by its size, the young slime is considering its options. Even bringing itself up to full height will not be enough to pass this obstacle. Oh, the slime has flattened to the floor, but there doesn’t appear to be room to slide underneath? Does it not realize it can just go around...?

No, it appears to be winding up, attempting to bounce into the air! Not truly a jump, the slime attempts to go airborne!

And it makes the bounce, landing firmly atop the log, ready to jump onward past the obstacle!

                                     <<Slime has learned Bounce>>

Still an amateur to its newfound skill, our young slime has made a fatal miscalculation. Unaware of how its own momentum will carry it, our gelatinous charge tumbles forward, directly over the side.

Better luck next time, Slimey! The humble jelly slides onward, its most recent victory one step forward on its long journey. Still, there are many more challenges for our slime to face!