Paper Snow || 6 updates

You wake up. There is darkness all around you, the smell of something disgustingly sweet and rotting permeated into the air around you. But as far as you can tell, whatever caused that smell is no longer here.
There are many loud noises outside, things that sound like the wind you knew on the arctic tundra, but they don't seem right to you.

>Poke around the place. Where are you?

>Make a loud noise back

Today has been a really stressful day for you. Suddenly being transported to some strange area, having a weird paper thing thrown on you, having someone slam the thing you're in like it's a lemming under a bunch of ice.
So when this idea pops up, you find yourself complying, if only to get rid of stress.


The person that tossed that cardboard into a dumpster that wasn't even theirs (for shame) hears the devil shrieking coming from your mouth. And, believing it to be the dieties of global warming that they had so pleasantly just ticked off, they sprinted directly into oncoming traffic in panic and nearly got hit. They didn't, though. Nobody's been hit by a car yet.




Yeah. This helps.


But only for a little bit. Now you're stuck in a weird box that seems to be heating up a little bit (not that you would have called it cold to begin with), with no way out and a bunch of torn cardboard. Well, half of a torn cardboard piece. Eugh.

So you decide to be someone else for a little bit.

>Be another nearby individual.

You are now this individual walking past a parking lot with a dumpster that seems to be snarling.


Yeah. You don't want to go over there. If something ends up happening (which it probably will), you'll end up late to work. And you haven't been late to work ONCE since you started. No reason to soil a perfect record for some weird snarling dumpster.

>Insert Command

>Maybe it is a raccoon being trapped in the magic wish granting snarling box? Those guys are pretty cute, maybe you should help after all.

Yeah, no. As much as you hate Chad from accounting, you wouldn't leave him alone to deal with a demon. Which is what 'magic wish granting snarling box' falls under.
Demons are people who went through life like it was a game. There's some other requirements to becoming one, dying doing a crime you think, and you don't remember the third. But they have these weird, specific powers and can do... Mostly anything with a deal. They try to be remembered like its some high score, you know that much. It's why Spain is double the size it used to be and there's three copies of Jerusalem.
The demons that come up with ideas on their own though, instead of searching out power hungry people, are the ones you have to watch out for. They're kind of...

...Vicious.
But that's enough about demons. And pretty much all you know about them. It was a boring subject in school, and you didn't want to research it too much in case everybody thought you would try to summon one.



...Yeah, okay. You should help.



You feel like you're going to resent this.

You open the dumpster and try to get a better view into it, unfortunately having to stick your hand in a bit to do so.

That is a fox. Oh wow. But it looks small for a fox, maybe a dog? Or maybe it's a kit.

Yeah, you should have called a professional. What're you supposed to do? Just let it stay in the dumpster?? But you can't try to get it out, that's preeetty dangerous. And you would definitely be late to work then. This is such a dilemma.

HOLY SHIT THERE IT GOES. JUMPING. AT YOU. YOU KNEW THIS WAS HOW YOU WOULD DIE, MAULED IN THE FACE BY A WILD ANIMAL OF UNKNOWN SPECIES. THIS IS IT.

>Be Flurry once again.

YOU HAVE ESCAPED THE HORRIDLY HOT AND STINKY BOX.

But you don't know what to do now. What are these giant square rocks? This weird thing you're standing on? What way are you supposed to go? Why does it smell so bad???

>Enter command.

> follow the grey brick road

(quick note! this isnt going on a hiatus again im working on something for the next update thats a bit experimental for me/this specific comic! dw it will be coming soon)

[warning for blood and injuries in this update, will be resolved by the next one]

[here is a summary of this update, the summary details this entire update and spoilers end at the quote.

Flurry is hit by a car. She is confused, views the human who freed her as a threat, and flees blindly, moving away from the city. She collapses while looking up at a red fox who looks very concerned for her wellbeing.]


As much as you would like to follow the other commands, there is a very specific reason why you cannot.




You don't know where you are anymore. Your chest hurts, your head hurts, your leg hurts, everything hurts and you aren't sure you've ever been in this much pain ever before. There was that one time you broke your leg when you were younger, exploring a cavern with your sister (you miss your sister so so much and you have to find her, find her, that's what you have to do next right? Or are you forgetting something-) but that pain is nothing like the pain you feel right now. In fact, this pain is so intense you would say you had walked into a nest of bumblebees and stood there for minutes, being stung, and it would hurt less, but you had never experienced bees. Big, black flies the size of the moon when you looked up were more your speed, and sure, those bit- but nothing near the pain in your chest, your leg, your head, again.

It is at this point you notice something standing over you.



Fear is dumped on you, your legs pulled out in the undertow, logic scrabbling for the lifesaver. This time, unfortunately, you are drowned in your instincts. Staring up at the creature who rescued you, you do not recognize them (you only knew them for a minute, and even then, why would you interact with a human? You are an arctic fox, a wild one, trapped and freed and now in pain). Instead, you snarl weakly, chest rattling like it was at the bottom of the ocean. It hurts to do that, so you stop and only bare your fangs, tension clear on your face.



You stay there for another few seconds before bolting, fear and self preservation pushing you down the long grey road as you focus only on the yellow marks in front of you. They slither to a stop, and with them, your fear collapses.
Now on this oddly warm ground, you labor to breathe, each breath a water bucket drawn from the river, brought upstream, and dumped, a never-ending cycle. If you pull too far, a knife digs into your lungs.
You feel like you're being cooked alive, but red blinds you from that.



In your last waking moments, you see a red fox standing over you, expression drawn and eyes concerned, or afraid? You can't tell. Their voice is a hummingbird as you close your eyes.

>Commands suspended, update is 1 of 2 parts. If the video doesn't work, lmk and I'll see if I can fix it or try a different route.