I've recently been introduced to a game called roe blocks, I won't say the name directly, I'm afraid of getting sued or something.
Anyways, it's a pretty fun game, and I've begun playing it on my own time, with its vast selection of everything one c...
To first begin, Mystery Flesh Pit National Park (Henceforth referred to as Flesh Pit) is an odd game based off of a YouTube series. It is literally just a park that so happens to be a giant fleshy orifice in the ground. Fun for the whole family. While the game may be disturbing to some, the body horror of a flesh pit and the darkness and the loneliness, it is a relatively peaceful game. Do take this with a grain of salt, there are teams like "Wildlife" and "Medic" so it may be possible to be hurt, but you need Robux to purchase the game pass, and being more of an experience rather than a game, not enough people play it so I've never seen anybody as wildlife. Anyways, with the background information to understand the game done, let us begin!
This story will feature body horror, and violence.
"I think this is the guys house. Lets knock on the door and get the scoop", a few sturdy knocks shake the door. Movement is heard inside. "Whatchu want?" "We're here to interview you!" The door opens a crack. A fish connected to a grey robotic body is standing there. "Damn vultures... what did I do? Did the guy I sto- borrowed this body from say he wanted it back? Am I on T.V?" "Oh, no, it's just an interview Mr... Scug? We are from the local news station though." "My name is Fish Rat, why does everybody call me Scug? What a stupid name." "Mr. FishRat, we have heard recently that you were lost inside of the F.P.N.P.?" "Flesh Pit National Park? Yeah. We got lost." "We?"
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"I suppose you want to hear the story? Well the come inside then. Take a seat." "Thank you very much." The two reporters step inside the doorway into a cozy home. Well lit. Clean. Except for the kitchen. Raw chicken lay out, flies gathering around it. A small child, a slugcat pup, is sitting in the living room reading a book. "Aww, what a little cute munchkin you are, I didn't know you had a son!" "Yeah, be careful, he's a feisty little one! I'm proud of him." His child looked away from them, burying his face in his book, trying to ignore them. "Hey... what's wrong little man? Wanna talk about it or... oh, there he goes, running to his room." The interviewer says it's just a child's angst. But this seemingly angers the Fish. "It's not just "angst", something has upset him. I think I may know what it is, but a parent discussing their son's business on T.V. is not right." The interviewer, does not care about this strange family. They simply want to get the scoop. "So, tell us the story!"
"We went to the Flesh Pit. Me and a few others. We booked an online tour, and got put in the same group. Didn't really know who the others were, just strangers. I hired a babysitter to take care of the little one. I didn't wanna take him with me because well... I wasn't sure how kid friendly it would be. A flesh pit doesn't seem like a place fit for a child. Anyways, I drove there and waited in the entrance for the rest of the tour group." The fish starts cleaning its metallic claws, like he's bored. "Eventually the rest of the tour arrived, or, what remained. Most of the tour didn't show up, it was just three people! It was a man dressed in combat gear, probably to take... I dunno, apocalypse core selfies, and another one, just a guy rocking an odd bacon hairstyle. I greeted them, and then we waited some more for the guide to arrive... but they didn't either, so, we just... started down the hallways ourselves with no guidance." "Ah, ok... then what?" "Well, it was fine at first, we stayed inside the glass paths or tubes or whatever, and just wandered around, staring out at the walls of viscera. We were pretty chill, joking with one another. Hell, it felt more like hanging out at my old high schools lunch table than a mystery flesh pit. It wasn't until we made it to the Ape Escape exhibit the mood shifted a bit." "In what way did the mood shift?" "We were bored as Hell, reading about how the U.S. government sent in monkeys to explore, and taking pictures next to the soggy cardboard cutout wasn't fun. And the place smelled like vomit, the ground made unnerving squelches beneath our feet, it was hot and humid. The whole place felt not just boring but also gross... now that I think of it I'm sure somebody would be turned on by what I just described, but not us! We went eastward, through more tunnels, for quite awhile, just chatting and stuff, when the tunnels just opened up. There was no metal floor, it was just a floor of... like... meat. It was because we entered the South Bronchial Forest, an awful pitch black labyrinth of gore." "Gore?! There was blood?!" "No, no blood, it was slimy and meaty but not bloody, I'm just trynna be descriptive and diverse for y'all's ratings. Please, stop interrupting me, lest I kick y'all out, I'll do it! I don't like the "media" very much... you swarm collapsed buildings like flies, I feel gross watching the news sometimes... where was I... ah yes. The caves were opened up to us, letting us free of the comfort of the metal path. We started walking in some random direction, lit up by red lights skewered into the flesh, we had glowsticks and flashlights though... or should I say "fle-" no, on second thought, that pun is awful and horrible. We each all walked down the lit path for a bit, when we saw a large opening. Unlit. Dark. Those stygian depths called to us... so we tossed in a glowstick and watched it slide down out of view, and we all said. "HELL YEAH! FINALLY SOME FUN!" We started walking, and coincidentally we started talking, about sledding. I guess it was the way the glowstick slid across the slick flesh that reminded us about sledding in the snow. Eventually somebody said I wish we could slide down the flesh. I volunteered to be the sled." "What!? You volunteered!? To!? That's vile! That's gross!" "Yeah, but we were bored, it would be funny, and I was best suited to the job, my body, except for me, yeah, me, eyes up here, I'm the fish, the body is just the robot. I detached myself, got the army guy to hold me, we all climbed up on my body, and slid. It was great, really fun, but also really disorienting, we took turns and spun and crashed. And before you knew it we were lost." "So, this is the part where y'all got lost and had to survive for days using ingenuity and determination?" "Um, I guess? We just started walking down more and more tunnels to see what would happen. Talking and laughing... but we were starting to get bored again and with that the reality of our situation began to set in. There were no posts, no traces of humanity, and no way to to know where we were. We started walking, leaving a trail of glowsticks like breadcrumbs. When... we found... a thing." "Thing?" "It was an animal, an odd insect thing, bout as big as a dog. Scary as hell, dunno if it was dangerous or not. It started clicking and crawling at us, so we turned around and ran deeper into the tunnels. It started chasing us, flying, making an awful whirring sound like some vassal of horror, it was by some miracle, we managed to run by like, an excavation machine, we opened it and climbs inside as the bug started crawling around the outside." "So you were trapped inside the bulldozer?" "Not for long, I learned a thing or two from having a robotic body, so I uh... hot-wired the machine to get the engine started..." "You can hot-wire cars?"
