Nate and Slug [4C, ???]

 *Click*
 Bright white light suddenly flashes, nearly blinding sleeping pony's eyes as a loud cracking sound of... a loudspeaker? Yes, seems like a loudspeaker booms with a somewhat distantly familiar voice with a splice of a Slavic accent

 *pshk* "Rise and shine, subject Nate~! "*pshhhhk*

 * Nate wakes up slowly "Ugh, morning jigsaw"

 As marshmallow pony's eyes open up he finds himself lying on a hay straw bed in the middle of a blank looking, cubical room with white polished walls. The grates that cover loudspeaker is the only distinctly visible part on the far wall. The room lack any visible doors or entrances and seems to be utterly sealed. The loudspeaker booms once again, cracking and distorting someone's voice in uncomfortable manner

 *pshk* "Slept well?" *pshk*

 * Nate sits up
 <Nate> "Like a log"

 The voice waits for some time in silence with loudspeaker cutting off the sound of interference... wait, is it you or you can notice some faint rustling in the room...?

 <Nate> "Anything new today?"
 <Nate> "Am I going to have to cut open a guy for a key?"

 The loudspeaker doesn't answers... only the white noise like rustling somewhere in the room, or rather around you, you can't really tell. Perhaps from the silent voice-distorting loudspeaker?

 * Nate smiles "come on, don't leave me clueless here"

 *pshhhhhhhk* "Good to hear, very good. Do you remember how you've got here, Mr. Nate?" *pshhk*

 <Nate> "I remember getting hit over the head"

 The loudspeaker stays silent with that quiet background white noise becoming a teensy bit louder, sounding as if it's coming from everywhere around the pony, even though the room's completely empty.

 *pshhk* "Good, well, err... do you remember where you were prior this?" *pshk*

 * Nate gets tired of the questions and looks around the room
 <Nate> !roll d20 perception
 <GameServ> 12 == 12

 The room looks blank and empty, the walls around the pony looking pristine clear an white. The haystack-like bed under you is the only messy thing in a relatively small, 8x8x8 chamber. You try to look for out of the ordinary details, but the only unusual thing in the room that stand out are grates from where loudspeaker's voice comes out... and the quiet white noise that pulses in your ears.

 *pshk* "Mr. Nate, where were you prior your little accident happened?" *pshk* a different, slightly deeper masculine voice asks.

 <Nate> "Do me a favor sun of Sam and please turn off the white noise, it gives me a headache"

 The voice silences up for a good half of a minute. The background white noise somewhat quiets down just by a little degree, returning back to the past level. The loudspeaker cracks as the original Slavic voice returns

 *pshk* "Answer the question, Nate." *pshk*

 However as the white noise becomes quieter, you can notice that the white pristine look of walls becomes somewhat dirtier.

 <Nate> "Thank you, I recall being in my home."
 * Nate sees this and puts two and two together
 * Nate looks around for something to throw

 *pshk* "What happened just prior this... accident happened?" *pshk*, the voice questions him as the pony looks around the room -again-. Except for slightly dirty looking walls, the room remains the same with only haystack bed lying under the pony and the grates covering loudspeaker near the ceiling.

 * Nate goes to the grate

 *pshk* "Mr. Nate?" *pshk*

 The pony approaches the wall with the grate, but it is located in the corner up near the ceiling, far above your size.

 <Nate> "Just a second please"

 * Nate grabs the hay bed
 * Nate tests the weight

 You grab the already messy bed, more straws of hay spilling out on the floor. The hay bed weights as an ordinary hay bed - several small, but tough wooden frames with a squishy and light stuffing in the middle of it. There's nothing unusual about it. The quiet white noise continues to pulse in pony's eardrums

 * Nate breaks off a piece of the wood

 !roll d20
 <GameServ> 8 == 8

 <Nate> "Please turn down the white noise, I can't think straight"

 *pshk* "We've asked you a question - answer it." *pshk*

 Your hooves try to smash the wooden structure, but are only able to chip off a small bit out of it.

 <Nate> "I was cooking for orange and lamon"
 * Nate tries again, rolling for himself this time
 <Nate> !roll d20
 <GameServ> 12 == 12

 Your hoof strikes the frame once again, producing another small chip out of it... The wood seems unusually sturdy.

 ...////.//.

 The moment the small wooden chip cracked off the frame you could've sworn that a quiet chittering if not buzzing sound appeared through white noise's pulses before vanishing.

 *pshk* "I see." *pshk*

 * Nate hits it again
 <Nate> !roll d20
 <GameServ> 9 == 9
 * Nate will keep trying so should he keep rolling?
 * Nate gets tired of hitting it and decides to take a chance

 The wood bends slightly
 *pshk* "Truth be told, Mr. Nate, your case was... quite interesting, really..." *pshk*

 * Nate remembers his wooden leg
 <Nate> "Case? I'm not a loony nor a criminal"

 *pshk* "Oh no no, not that... surviving such a blood loss was... fascinating to spectate from pony biology's perspective, you know? You can thank Mr. Lamon for your, um... recovery." *pshk*

 <Nate> "Lamon...what the hell did you do?"
 * Nate attacks the bed again
 <Nate> !roll d20
 <GameServ> 13 == 13

 Your hoof strikes the bed once more, cracking the wood a bit.
 *pshk* "Oh, Lamon's not here, no... not at all. The guards are currently, hmm... preoccupied with suspect, so to say." *pshk*

 <Nate> "Also, fuck you hospik"
 * Nate hits it again
 <Nate> !roll d20
 <GameServ> 16 == 16

 The wooden frame cracks and splits up in one place, though entire structure is still well connected together.
 The chittering sound reappears the moment bed breaks, .//../..../.... ...////.//. , only to disappear into the sea of white noise
 *pshk* "That is to be determined, no worries." *pshk*

 <Nate> "Hospik, you know when I find you, you're dead"

 *pshhhhk* "This is not Hospik.", the same familiar Slavic voice answers with noticeable trace of annoyance in his tone, "What I can say though that as of  now, you are save... more or less..." *pshk*

 <Nate> "It's pronounced safe"
 * Nate hits another part, trying to break off a good sides piece
 <Nate> !roll d20
 <GameServ> 14 == 14

 The other part chips a bit
 The loudspeaker cracks the sound once again as a different individual booms into the room *pshk* "No shit, Nate! I'm going to deal with your ass personally when y-" *pshk*, the deep feminine voice gets cut off

 <Nate> "Fuck off Mary."

 Moments later the loudspeaker booms once more with original pony speaking *pshk* "At any rate, while you are resting here and all... we're planning to perform several tests if you don't mind... mm?" *pshk*

 * Nate hits again "Do us a favor Mary, and kill yourself"
 <Nate> "Oh, and I did cum in the pudding"
 * Nate grins
 <Nate> !roll d20
 <GameServ> 6 == 6


 .//. /././//////.//./.. /./////../ //// ....././../!

 The somewhat irritated sounding buzzing sound cracks in Nate's eardrums, the white noise giving away a singular loud pulse. At the pulse the environment around Nate blurs out, bringing forth dizziness on him. As it happens at the moment of Nate's successful strike, the wooden frame cracks, but the sharp end of the chip lodges itself into soft part of Nate's inner hoof, stabbing him and letting the blood spill out.

 * Nate chuckles despite the pain
 * Nate takes off his wooden leg

 *pshk* "I'm going t-", the feminine voice gets cut by off by Slavic-sounding male, "Shh, it's alright, no problem." His words come from the distance, as if he was a bit farther away from the microphone. The loudspeaker continues to distort the white noise without familiar cut off.

 <Nate> "Oh this will be fun snow"
 * Nate sits down next to the bed and strikes it with his wooden leg
 <Nate> !roll d20
 <GameServ> 5 == 5

 The wooden peg strikes the bed, but glances against it. The voice coughs as the feminine one chuckles in a muffled manner on the background, "At any rate, Mr. Nate... the experiment will begin shortly... 23-" *pshk*

 <Nate> "Come on, just call me Nate"

 The loudspeaker is silent... the white noise lingers around the room that becomes slightly less blurry.

 <Nate> "Let me guess, two or three of you. Mary, Snow, possibly Foxtrot... no she's not as much of a bitch..."
 <Nate> "Redlight?"
 <Nate> "Or maybe... Liven"

 <Able_Tome> Walls slowly begin to lose their colors, *pshk* "Oh we've met once in the inn, Mr. Nate... delicious cabbage rolls those were... though I don't personally approve those 'spices'..." *pshk*

 <Nate> "The spices were fine, I only came In the pudding and Mary's food"

 *pshk* "Then I'd stuff it down your fuc-" *pshk*, the deep feminine voice vanishes

 * Nate  chuckles
 * Nate hits it again with his leg
 <Nate_> !roll d20
 <GameServ> 18 == 18

 *pshk* "I'd be grateful in your case, Mr. Nate... subject has certain, um... thoughts about for sustaining you..." *pshk*
 The faint chittering echoes in annoyed manner .//. .//.../.../.. //.//..///.. as bed's frame breaks apart
 *pshk* "... and she's not in particular, hm... likes what you're doing down there at the moment." *pshk*

 * Nate_ grabs a chunk of wood
 * Nate_ looks at the grate "hey mary"
 <Nate_> "hope you enjoyed the 'milk' "
 * Nate_ takes aim and throws the wood at the grate
 <Nate_> !roll d20
 <GameServ> 5 == 5

 Walls began to darken more and more, dirty stains growing over them like moss, white colored paint peeling off into  dust and falling down to the floor... Somewhat putrid smelling aroma starts to fill up the chamber. Meanwhile the wooden chunk flies up through the air, but doesn't even makes half the way through to its destination, clanking against the floor as it lands.

 * Nate_ doesn't give a shit about the smell, he had three dogs
 * Nate_ grabs it again and throws
 <Nate_> !roll d20
 <GameServ> 6 == 6

 .//../...//.././.. .././//./. ./ /./......//.//.. - faint chittering pauses... the previously stone looking walls and the paint peels off even more, revealing rotten wood underneath, several more flakes descending down
 Nate's chunk flies a little bit higher... but nothing...

 * Nate_ goes again
 <Nate_> !roll d20 one of these will hit
 <GameServ> 14 == 14

 <Nate_> "Also, you should really get a maid"

 *pshk* "Prepare for first one...." *pshk* the loudspeaker says as the wooden piece clangs against the protective grate. Suddenly, the wall the was holding the grate and the speaker behind it gives out a loud loud crack... and starts to collapse back, the smell of rot becoming unbearable.

 * Nate_ shrugs, still not bothered

 When the wall caves out and collapses, the other side reveals... a dark, moon-lit forest?

 The wall lies still on the ground. Fresh wind breezes into the chamber that continues to crumble, tickling Nate's mane.

 * Nate_ ponders "When did the town get the money for this anyway?"

 The white noise slowly subsides... but still traces here and there from time to time, mixing with the nightly wind. Everything is still and silent. Trees outside the cube-like room rustle quietly against said breeze which clears out a bit of smell.

 Do you step out into the forest?

 * Nate_ grabs a blanket from the bed if there is one
 * Nate_ pokes his head out
 * Nate_ looks around

 The large rotten cube of a room stands still in the peaceful midnight forest, situated in the middle of the clearing... The forest around pony is composed mostly out of evergreens even though weather seems to be quite warm... one could even confuse it with a summer night.

 * Nate_ takes a deep breath of fresh air
 * Nate_ steps out

 The fresh warm air around you immediately fills your lungs, clearing them out from the putrid rot of the chamber that cracks behind you... the moment your body exits out it implodes into itself, causing quite a ruckus to echo and disturb night's peace with spine-shuddering noise of breaking wood. The rumbling sound of a collapsing house-like structure echoes and echoes and.... all goes to previous nature mediated silence... peaceful and nocturnal.

 * Nate_ sees this and shrugs
 * Nate_ travels onward "allons-y!"

 Nate's voice echoes between towering trees as Nate's hooves begin to trot, leaving derelict irreparable construction behind. The pony travels through thick forest clad path with only full moon above him illuminating the winding and narrow way.

 "Hoot-hoot!", the distant sound of nocturnal hunter breaks the peaceful ambiance.

 * Nate_ stops and grins

 "Hoot hoot!"

 * Nate_ readies his pimp slappin hoof

 Wings flap above pony's head as the owl flies through dark air, disappearing into tree's shrubbery.
 // /.../.. .//.. ...///./ ..//, slight chitter whispers into Nate's ear... less agitated and more peaceful sounding than before.

 * Nate_ yells "YO FAGGOT"

 "YO FAGGOT-Yo FAggoot -yo faggoot- faggoot- goot- oot- ot....", the pony's echo replies back to him, sounding a little bit more prolonged than usual for the forest...

 Silent...
 !roll d20
 19 == 19
 ... with only a powerful gust of sudden wind slapping pony's neck and sending his mane into a waving dance until it subsides. As the wind disappears, however, something shudders in the nearby bushes.

 <Nate_> "ALLONS-Y!"

 "ALLONS-Y-ALlons-y- allons-y- llons-y -ons-y ns-y- y...", his echoing voice of the night replies back

 * Nate_ snickers

 The bush goes silent... but quietly rustles again, the little thing growing next to the tall evergreen just several feet away from the moonlight illuminated pony

 <Nate_> "what are you? the test?"

 His quiet echo mixes up with cracking sound of wind tickled trees, the bush going quiet once again...
 !roll d20
 6 == 6
 Silence...

 * Nate_ approaches slowly

 The bush remains silent as the pony approaches it, but starts to shiver again for several seconds.
 ....../.../../// ../... ../... /..//. as the chittering echo subsides a small rabbit jumps out into the open, wiggling its nose.

 * Nate_ d'awws at the rabbit
 * Nate_ kneels down and pats his knee...or haunch...whatever

 The rabbit tilts its eyes up, looking at the looming figure, its white left ear twitching a tad bit. The critter remains silent as pony pats it.

 After several moment the little one jumps a bit closer to pony's foreleg, rubbing its fluffy cheek against his fur

 * Nate_ pets it's head

 The bunny chirps happily at patting, looking up at the pony and wiggling its nose even more

 * Nate_ d'awws more at the bunny, picking it up
 * Nate_ pets the rabbit's back as he picks it up

 The small one twitches his hind leg as it's lifted up by the stallion, curling into a ball and trying to nestle itself closer to him... even in earth pony's hold.

 * Nate_ sits down near the bush as he pets the rabbit
 * Nate_ scratches under it's chin

 The bunny rests comfortably next to the pony, yawing a tad bit. The night's forest around two chirps with ambient calmness, the bunny closing its eyes.

 * Nate_ knows the bunny is the slug OOC but not IC so he sits there with the bunny in his arms, stroking it's back

 The bunny rests peacefully against the stallion

 * Nate_ d'awws still internally at the sight
 * Nate_ cradles it in his arms

 Minutes stretch into tenths and more and more, reaching a half hour mark as both the stallion and the sleeping rabbit sit near the bush on the dark path. The forest is still pleasantly peaceful, small fluffy clouds moving across the sky...

 ... everything is serene and pure.

 * Nate_ doesn't fall asleep
 * Nate_ knows to enjoy this purity of nature when he sees it

 Minutes stretch forth, turning into hours... The nightly sky doesn't seem to change with occasional owls and other nocturnal birds breaking the silence

 * Nate_ softly pets the sleeping marsupial

 More time passes and the rabbit continues its slumber... your stomach rumbles a tad bit with faint tint of hunger voice itself from distant periphery of your mind

 * Nate_ looks down at the sleeping rabbit, gently rocking him
 <Nate_> "hey little buddy, come on, wake up" *nate says softly*

 It continues to sleep peacefully in your forelegs... A faintly distant howl of the wolf travels from somewhere far far away down the barely visible path...

 .//. ././/.//././.

 The small critter's ears straighten up a bit as its eyes open up. Yawing and stretching it legs, the warm thing buries its nose into his fur.

 <Nate_> "hey little buddy..."
 * Nate_ pets it a bit more as he talks

 The rabbit chips something out, rolling a bit in his fur

 <Nate_> "are there any berries around here?"

 The small animal looks up at him with quizzical looking eyes

 * Nate_ hears his stomach growl again

 The rabbit tilts its head to the side, maintaining its questioning expression at the pony

 * Nate_ dons a kind smile

 It wiggles its nose a chirps out several times

 <Nate_> "is there anything i could eat around here...?"

 The pointy right ear twitches a bit... The bunny thinks for a moment and nods several times.

 * Nate_ sets it down gently

 The critter hops down on the dirt path, looking between trees

 * Nate_ follows
 * Nate_ remembers the wolf howl "hey little buddy"
 <Nate_> "come back for a second"

 The rabbit doesn't moves from its spot, but simply looks between several tree and the bush it jumped out of.

 * Nate_ goes to the rabbit

 The rabbit's ear flickers at approaching pony's hoof steps and looks back at him

 * Nate_ reaches the rabbit and pats it on the head

 The rabbit simply reacts with a small wiggling nose, leaning a little closer to the ground at the stroking hoof

 * Nate_ picks the rabbit up and looks between the trees

 Its legs shudder a bit as it is picked up, but otherwise doesn't resists. The dirt path weaves its way between trees into darkness where trees seem to go in a more compact manner, not allowing much moonlight to pass. Small gusts of wind wobble tree tops around pony... bushes, twigs and tall grass cover most of the ground around the path. The full moon herself shines brightly on the sky's ceiling, right above the forest and Nate himself.

 * Nate_ strokes the rabbits back a few times before setting it on his back

 It's body shudders at the chilly wind in the warm air as it chirps, pointing its small paw down the path

 * Nate_ nods and heads down the path

 Both Nate and the small critter move onwards, following the dirty clearing away from derelict room, minutes later entering the more tightly forested area... Grass and bushes start to become increasingly taller with the light around going dimmer, the barely see through darkness condensing into a thicker veil. Minutes later as two trot the bunny pokes its tiny paw against Nate's neck.

 * Nate_ stops and looks at the rabbit

 /......//././.. ///../. ..../....///....

 The barely visible critter points its paw at the path's ground as faint buzzing echo in your ear vanishes.

 * Nate_ looks down

 The way forward seems to be littered with long yet narrow shaped dark granite stone, patches of ground visible between the rubble. The critter... chitters and shake its head in a dismissive manner. Though its paw switches its direction, still pointing forward.

 * Nate_ follows the paw
 * Nate_ stops, thinking for a moment
 <Nate_> "...what about the path..?"

 The critter switches its direction a tad bit at the path with scarcely littered rubble and chitters with a dismissive shake... yet points in the very same direction that follows same path once more, nodding

 * Nate_ looks down the path with the rubble

 It's the same path you were making way through.... the relatively small stony rubble here and there still lies on the path. The critter continues to point in that direction.

 !roll d20
 12 == 12

Not waiting for any longer the buddy jumps off the pony and starts to hop in the direction it was pointing at

 * Nate_ runs after it
 <Nate_> "Wait!"

 /..////./ .../..////..../... ////. /.....//

 The bunny doesn't stops, still hopping forward as it reaches the stony pebbles and rocks on the dirt. Hopping onwards, the critter starts to gracefully jump between rocks, making its way forward.

 * Nate_ follows at a brisk pace, trying to catch up

 Roll d20
 <Nate_> !roll d20
 <GameServ> 8 == 8

 You continue to follow the critter and looks back at you chirping and motioning its way in the path's direction, hopping on and on between dark stones. The earth pony however gallops in a less agile way, prodding and stumbling on some rocks as he follows. While moving, Nate's hoof bumps into something sturdy, but soft with his right foreleg

 * Nate stops dead in his tracks and looks down

 One of the black dark rocks, around a foot and a half in length against which he stepped felt quite squishy... The dark mass even pulsates several times before three long appendages shoot out and start to wrap themselves around the pony's neck, the tentacle-grab for the small looking boulder-thing pressing very very strongly

 <Nate> "GAH!"

 * Nate attempts to knock them away

 The hold tightens up even more with the 'boulder' starting to pull itself up to his neck.

 Roll d20
 <Nate> !roll d20
 <GameServ> 5 == 5

 It begins. The rabbit that was skittering its way forward stops abruptly, looking back through darkness in the direction of pony's shout.

 ../...//...../

 Nate tries to pull the thing off, but its hold only gets tighter and tighter, the long tentacle appendages tightening the grip around his neck. Meanwhile the 'rock' slithers its way up his chest and neck, making its way past Nate's struggling neck... the rock actually looks like a sturdy large slug... as it moves up and up, you can feel something sharp dragging against her neck. What do?

 * Nate tries to use the rock and bash the tentacle
 <Nate> !roll d20
 <GameServ> 17 == 17

 Mind, that at this point its tentacles are nearly chocking you and moving around is not an easy task.
 * Nate tries to bash the tentacles away in panic

 You however do try to use the rock or hooves and smash the tentacle that sit tightly against your own neck. You bash them with full force and with a lengthy pull is able to throw the slug off yourself. The heavy hit against your neck inflicts a 1HP damage against yourself. The slithering slug, contrary to its shape and form twitches on the ground, it's tentacles immediately repositioning themselves for another grapple.

 !roll d20
 18 == 18

 Just as the pony threw the slug off himself, it latches on his forelegs again and begins to pull itself up on him once more, tentacle making their way to Nate's neck once more.

 <Nate> !roll d20 throw the bitch
 <GameServ> 1 == 1

 * Nate flails, not expecting that, and falls on a rock, hitting his head for 1? Damage

 The earth pony tightly grasp the slimy tentacles, trying to pull the alien thing off him, but loses his grip and falls down on the ground for 1 damage, hitting his head. The beast doesn't loses an opportunity and hastily moves own body -on his head-, its tentacles repeating the choke-holding motion and grappling tightly against Nate's neck. Suddenly a sharp pain travels through Nate's neck as he feels that something sharp under slug's body begins to forcefully burrow its way into his temple, ripping the flesh and trying to crack through his skull.

 !roll 1d4+1
 (3) + 1 == 4
 !roll d2
 1 == 1

 The creature rips the flesh for 1 damage and commences drilling. Nate's turn.

 <Nate> !roll d20 grab the bitch
 <GameServ> 15 == 15
 * Nate grabs the slug and throws it away

 The earth pony grabs the slug tightly and with all his might pulls it off himself, sharp teeth visible on the other side.

 <Nate> !roll d20+2 stomp it
 <GameServ> (7) + 2 == 9

 Blood gushes from Nate's temple as he tries to stop the little shit with his hoof, but the thing immediately dodges his effort, wrapping itself around his foreleg and begins to ascend up. What do?

 <Nate> !roll d20+3 get it off me
 <GameServ> (5) + 3 == 8

 Sadly earth pony's struggle doesn't helps him as the powerful for its size slug rapidly brings itself up onto his skull cap and aggressively strikes the bone with its sharp maw, hitting his head like a drill.

 !roll d4+1
 !roll d2
 (1) + 1 == 2
 2 == 2

 For 2 damage [8/13]
 <Nate> !roll d20+3 please get off me
 <GameServ> (1) + 3 == 4
 * Nate sighs OOC
 * Nate flails and slams his head into a rock

 The beast topples the desperate equine on the ground, with stallion inflicting an injury against himself for 1 HP. Meanwhile the mind slug continues to drill through Nate's skull bone, finding it much easier to crack the top of his skull cap than temple [that d4+1 roll is its progress towards brain - if it reaches your brain, it's gg no re. First strike was round initiator, now it's 1/2]. Lashing tentacles and horrible pain washes over your...

 !roll d2 ordinary damage
 2 == 2
 It inflicts 2 HP damage and continues with its progress. What do?

 <Nate> !roll d20+3 get it outta there
 <GameServ> (12) + 3 == 15

 Through the painful effort you successfully dislodge the horrible aggressive thing off yourself and throw it away from yourself. The dexterous slug immediately reposition and tries to jump and attach itself against to the stallion.

 !roll d20
 19 == 19
 ... and it attaches itself. What do?

 <Nate> !roll d20+3 fuck this thing
 <GameServ> (15) + 3 == 18

 You successfully fuck the thing off yourself, but the quirky and sturdy beast doesn't wants to give up

 !roll d20
 2 == 2

 ... but this time around it fails to attach own tentacles to you. Nate's turn.

 * Nate tries to grab it and slam it against a rock
 <Nate> !roll d20+3
 <GameServ> (18) + 3 == 21

 Hit. Roll damage.

 <Nate> !roll d8+1
 <GameServ> (4) + 1 == 5

 You forcefully squash the beast against the ground, but in the process it attempts to latch on to you.

 !roll d20
 7 == 7

 ... and fails. Your turn.

 * Nate tries to slam it again
 <Nate> !roll d20+3
 <GameServ> (3) + 3 == 6
 * Nate fails somehow while holding it

 ... and he fails because the thing repositions itself and grabs his neck, pulling itself towards Nate's skull. What do?

 <Nate> !roll d20+3 this thing needs to die
 <GameServ> (10) + 3 == 13

 You try to hit the beast off yourself, but it has a powerful choke-hold against you... the hit inflicts 1HP damage on your neck while the mind slug falls down on the ground. It immediately begins to slither its way towards you... hardcore mode.

 !roll d20
 1 == 1

 But fails to jump on the stallion, the rock nearby squashing its tentacle for 1 damage. Nate's turn.

 <Nate_> !roll d20+3 kill it with fire!
 <GameServ> (17) + 3 == 20

 Hit!

 <Nate_> !roll d8+1
 <GameServ> (6) + 1 == 7

 * Nate_ tries to kill it with fire, but with lack of such a resource, settles for pounding its face in with his hooves

 You stomp full force against the slug... but its body looks sturdier and sturdier... the beast attempts to grap the pony.

 !roll d20
 10 == 10

 But fails to attach itself successfully.

 <Nate_> !roll d20+3
 <GameServ> (4) + 3 == 7
 * Nate_ missed and punches a rock

 ... and the punch allows it to grab Nate's neck once again. What do?

 <Nate_> !roll d20+3 throw down
 <GameServ> (20) + 3 == 23

 And throw you do! You throw it away to a such long distance that it fails to reposition itself in time for an attempted grab! Your turn.

 <Nate_> !roll d20+3 smash it's face in
 <GameServ> (20) + 3 == 23

 Hit!

 <Nate_> !roll d8+1
 <GameServ> (5) + 1 == 6

 * Nate_ beats the ever loving shit out of it

 You pound the little shit to the ground with all your might, spilling what looks like blood out of it... the creature is still alive.

 !roll d20
 8 == 8

 But doesn't grabs your foreleg, twitching

 <Nate_> !roll d20+3 smash it
 <GameServ> (11) + 3 == 14

 .... you thought that that smash would help you? Well no... as your hoof almost reaches the bleeding beast it lunges forth on your neck, strangling your flesh and gliding towards the head. Your move.

 <Nate_> !roll d20+3 fuck you slug
 <GameServ> (8) + 3 == 11

 ... but the slug fucks you in return, smashing its sharp teeth right into your forehead and ripping the flesh...

 !roll d4+1
 !roll d2
 (1) + 1 == 2
  2 == 2

 ... for 2 HP damage. [2/13]

 <Nate_> !roll d20+3 tear it out
 <GameServ> (10) + 3 == 13

 Do you try to tear it out or strike it out like you did?
 <Nate_> [strike]

 You smash the fgt slug off your head, but the slam inflicts 1 self-damage. The barely alive looking, but still dextrous thing, flings its tentacles at you, trying to secure itself.

 !roll d20
 <GameServ> 10 == 10

 But fails to do so. Your turn~

 <Nate_> !roll d20+3 please
 <GameServ> (18) + 3 == 21

 <Nate_> !roll d8+1
 <GameServ> (1) + 1 == 2
 <Nate_> "HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU STILL ALIVE"

 You squash the slug...... it looks like its going to die any minute now... but three tendrils still attempt to weave their way up to the neck.

 !roll d20
 <GameServ> 11 == 11

 ... and attach themselves to the barely standing pony.

 <Nate_> !roll d20+3 get it off me!
 <GameServ> (4) + 3 == 7

 The slug crawls up to the skull cap, resisting Nate's hooves. The beast is barely alive, but hot damn it still knows how to hold its prey secured. As it reaches the pony's head it tries to burrow through his head:

 !roll d4+1
 !roll d2
 (1) + 1 == 2
 1 == 1

 ... inflicting 1 damage. Roll consciousness, Nate.

 <Nate_> !roll d20+4
 <GameServ> (13) + 4 == 17

 .... hooo, but the earth pony doesn't gives up! Your move, cowboy.

 <Nate_> !roll d20+3 please dear based kek god let this roll go well, I beg of thee
 <GameServ> (18) + 3 == 21
 <Nate_> !roll d20+4
 <GameServ> (9) + 4 == 13

 The strike counts as an attempt to punch the dislodged fgt into dust... but the half-living critter is too fast and wraps its tentacles around you. What do?

 <Nate_> !roll d20+3 please kek, be merciful
 <GameServ> (11) + 3 == 14

 You throw the fgt off yourself, but....
 !roll d20
 3 == 3

 ... or rather 'and' - you get opportunity to kill the little shit... but...
 <Nate_> !roll d20+3 please dear based kek god, make my roll true
 <GameServ> (11) + 3 == 14

 ... buuut...

 ... it latches to you again with that strike. Meanwhile: consciousness checks - 1nd round, 2nd rounds, 3rd round last - roll for consciousness.

 <Nate_> !roll d20+4
 <GameServ> (7) + 4 == 11

 .... and you still stand! What do?

 <Nate_> !roll d20+3 get it off please...I need this
 <GameServ> (9) + 3 == 12

 ... sadly it crawls up and goes for its scrumptious part of mammalian bodies - the head.

 !roll d4+1
 !roll d2
 (4) + 1 == 5
  2 == 2

 ... causing 2 damage [-2/13]

 <Able_Tome> Roll consciousness

  <Nate_> !roll d20+4 get off me fgt
 <GameServ> (1) + 4 == 4

 * Nate_ dies

 ...
 ... whelp

 * Nate_ falls on top of it, killing it

 ... and that would've been a peculiar ending... the earth pony stallion's head jolting with pain as last traces of the consciousness leave his body. The stallion's flesh falling down on the rubble covered road. The slug finally succumbing its prey to the last and final slumber as it cracks open equine's skull box and drains his head off the brain juices... And that's exactly what seem to happen... However as the head bone gets ripped off Nate's head and agonizing jolts ravage his entirety, an image of the white rabbit that approaches the scene stills out in his head, the little critter wiggling its nose and... buzzing sounds out?

 ".//../../. - ../..../.../..././...././"

 ... everything around slows down more and more as the surface of rabbit's eyes flick with a rainbow colored hue for a little moment, two small see-through wings growing out of its back

 "/./////../ ./..///.../"

 ... the wings remind you of something...

 ".//. /.././/../..//. /.../...///" the bunny chitters and buzzes as its wings flap up, lifting the little thing up into the air...

 Wings... something about wings reminds you of...

 ... changelings.

 The vision immediately blurs out.

 Everything fades away into numb oblivion.