Looks Like We're Gonna Have to JUMP!! Dimensions, that is.
Behind you is a sweeping, crawling army of spiders with upside-down human faces as abdomens, a swarm perhaps a hundred strong (guess who has far less than one hundred bullets?).
Silk dribbles from their mouths. Their unholy feet tap-tap-tap on the metallic floors.
You manage to duck into a security booth and close the doors, and the glass window swarms with their greasy underbellies as they climb up and enter the ventilation shafts. It'll be only a few minutes before they breach the walls.
...You know, there just comes a time when a man has to rethink his priorities.
Doom was fun and all, but only when there wasn't actual blood and danger,you think to yourself.
You wonder what it was that made you think Doom would be fun in real life.
You can't find an answer. Nope, it's been good, you think to yourself (again), but you're gonna pass on being eaten alive by spiders. You start jumping up and down and waving your arms,talking to the air.
"O mystic Dude," you say, "I'd like to use that 'one a day' reality jumping thing to re-choose,please."
*scitter scitter* "Like NOW! NOW would be nice! NOW would be justabout perfect!"
*tap tap tap TAP TAP TAP* "Oh, don't be a damn comedian!
Come ON!"
BROOOOOOOOOOVOIP!
And there you are, freed of the heavy armor and weaponry, cleaned of blood and sweat, back in theWorld Between Worlds, a much wiser individual. You find yourself you again, or at least in your residual self image.
Again, the categories and specific universes must be chosen. But remember, you'll have to wait a full day before your next escape... heh heh heh.
Written by Mr.Peaches on 14 November 2006
The end (for now)