The Last Poster Wins! [v8]

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

*You fall face-first onto the HARD ROCK FLOOR below, and you take ABSURD damage. Silveos should prioritize a heal.*

*The lights seem to be Ultraviolet lamps. You notice another small group of trash mobs above, approaching the UVs, but they flinch and flee upon touching the light. Apparently they have a severe weakness to UV rays, like most Minecraft mobs. The violent reactions aren't burning, but its close.

*The area around you is actually a stone pillar, above a lower platform, which is lit far more typically. Someone, wearing Teal clothes (primarily), with a good deal of dirty-blonde hair, lies below on a shaded bed. He's definitely not dressed simply: There's a hat that you'd associate with chinese farmers, a millitary-style jacket, and some kind of mask that looks ready to take a few dozen huge attacks to the face, though most are off of his person. There is a sword-a rapier-very close to his hands. He is currently sleeping. The area around him is designed for long-term survival, including a hand-written list of ways to bisect the trash mobs you've been slaughtering. He must have been trapped here for a while and made the most of it.*

[Sir Sivelos]

Ugh... *SIVELOS uses TECH: HEAL ORDER! Some small REPAIR BOTS patch up SIVELOS.* Okay... Where are we?

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

Some guy's hidey-hole, really...It looks safe here...Mostly...

*You can feel it at this distance-POWER, and a LOT of it. It's either the dude himself or his Rapier, or both. No matter what's going on, it was probably in your better interest to NOT be on the receiving end of that power. You can either steal the Rapier or try to wake the guy up and talk. Or at least attempt to do those things.*

[Sir Sivelos]

If he has the power I'm sensing... Maybe we should try to talk it out, if confrontation is necessary...

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

*It is at this convenient juncture that the man jolts awake, almost immediately going for the rapier.*

???: ...Oh, rejoice! People, after this long juncture! Erm...Could you mind getting me out of here? I can't say I haven't tried to make it cozy, but living in a hole is...Well, suboptimal.

[Sir Sivelos]

Of course! *extends hand as a gesture of friendship* C'mon, let's get out of here.

[Shiny Totodile]

Where'd this hole come from?

[Sir Sivelos]

Someone dug it.

[Shiny Totodile]

but why???

[Sir Sivelos]

Have you ever just wanted to dig a hole? Plenty of people have. Digging a hole is soul-enriching work.