We've updated our Content Guidelines.

Review the latest guidelines to keep sharing stories safely.

ask flumpty and friends

ask flumpty and friends

Reads 65
Votes 0
Parts 1

Ongoing<5 mins

Last published Tue, Jun 9, 2015

Non-Fiction

The Owl is brown, with light brown feathers on its stomach. It has small, yellow, sunken eyes and a pair of feathery plumes topping its head, resembling eyebrows. Behavior The Owl almost immediately active, and will attack very often. It starts on CAM 3, with it's eyes closed, perched on a urinal. Soon after, its eyes will open, and it will start flying through one of the pink or purple ventilation shafts on random occasions. If the player doesn't seal whichever vent The Owl goes through, it will jumpscare the player after two seconds or so, regardless of the exposure meter. If it is stopped by one of the vent doors, the player will hear a 'klunk' noise indicating that The Owl has hit the closed door. After this, it will immediately return to its urinal on CAM 3

All Rights Reserved

Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.

You may also like

Adventures of Grian and his Chick

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺ Glancing down when the shopping district came into view and the chatter of people could be heard from a distance, Grian slowly started his descent, landing softly on the grass before pulling his wings in close and approaching the crowd. Xisuma noticed him approaching the group. "I see this is everyone who'll be coming today." He informed them all, a few heads turning to greet Grian how greeted them back. "That is all I suppose." Mambo replied with a nod, "So why exactly are we here?" he spoke again, asking the question that everyone gathered around was wondering. Xisuma just side, stepping aside letting everyone quickly gather around. Everyone around became puzzled at the sight in front of them. "....What...is that..." Someone within the crowd had asked in a clearly perplexed tone. "An egg idiot." Another voice piped up from within the crowd. Said egg was currently resting on what seemed to be a rushed nest of sorts. The egg was not an ordinary egg that's for sure, it was significantly bigger compared to a chicken's egg, it one could have assumed to was some sort of dragon egg (which grian heard someone suggest) but the egg was smaller than that and a whole different colour (which was a clean white somehow). It was free of cracks and to the best of everyone's knowledge it was well cleaned. ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺ ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺ A grian-centric hermitcraft fanfic that I wrote as an excuse to write Grian just adopting an egg and being protective of it and how his life is after it hatches bc why not? (Mainly hermitcraft, though there could be mentions of the life series and Watchers.) I will attempt weekl

Content Guidelines