Topic: I am back, friends!
Throckmorton !on4pa.tBnM started this discussion 3 weeks ago #132,166
I escaped the underground Soviet bunker with the reanimated corpse of Lenin! I managed to kill him by destroying his brain with, ironically, a Soviet-era KGB spy dagger. However, I am now in the Siberian wilderness in the midst of a Russian winter. I am wearing the Soviet military clothing and gear that I found in the bunker, but unless I find shelter soon, I will perish. I see a cabin in the distance with smoke pouring out o its chimney and a warm glow in the windows. I fear checking it out since the entire Russian government is looking for me, but I may have to try because of the cold and snow. Very well. I shall approach the cabin and knock on the door. I'll update you soon!
Anonymous B joined in and replied with this 3 weeks ago, 2 minutes later[^] [v] #1,411,901
Tell Lenin Imagine sucks and Paul McCarthy is better and that’s why he’s still alive making New music and Lenin’s not!
https://youtu.be/99Er2gelNIQ
https://youtu.be/99Er2gelNIQ
boof joined in and replied with this 3 weeks ago, 19 seconds later, 3 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #1,411,902
ah, I was just listening to music suitable for hearing of your return
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Yes! It’s back!
Throckmorton !on4pa.tBnM (OP) replied with this 3 weeks ago, 13 hours later, 21 hours after the original post[^] [v] #1,412,061
I had to approach the cabin. It was a strange wooden cabin on what looked like piers...or legs? Very odd. I knocked on the door, and this grizzled old hag answered. She invited me in and fed me gruel, which was like a gourmet feast to my cold, hungry, lost self. She said nothing of my soldier's uniform that I was wearing from the old bunker. She offered me a warm bed for the night, but something is off. Her cabin is filled with strange, dusky objects and liquids in jars, a cauldron in the middle over a fire, and very old, cracked leather books. And I can't forget the weird...legs?...that the house rests on. But what have I to fear? She's just an old babushka, or baba as some say. I shall go to sleep now and update you in the morning!
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Throckmorton !on4pa.tBnM (OP) double-posted this 3 weeks ago, 22 hours later, 1 day after the original post[^] [v] #1,412,224
God help me. As I slept in the old hag's cabin last night, I felt the entire house shake and tilt! I woke up and ran to the window, only to see that the house had grown chicken legs and was walking around the forest! Then, the old hag cackled and flew into my room. She threatened to cook and eat me. Yes, I had inadvertently sought shelter at the house of Baba Yaga! As she cackled and told me how she was going to cook me, Her handkerchief fell off. Remembering the legend, I snatched it up and threw it behind us. The handkerchief then expanded into a river. She screamed at me and turned to look. Seizing the opportunity, I ran at her and shoved her in the river, and she drowned! Her house became a normal house again, but it was all too horrifying. I fled, and now I find myself again in the frozen Siberian wilderness in the dark night. If I do not find help soon, I will perish!
Anonymous G joined in and replied with this 3 weeks ago, 2 hours later, 1 day after the original post[^] [v] #1,412,240
Zzzzxx… been asleep since Xmas 2025
Anonymous A (OP) replied with this 2 weeks ago, 23 hours later, 2 days after the original post[^] [v] #1,412,393
After the narrow escape from Baba Yaga, I wandered through the freezing night until I felt like I was going to die. I could not go on. The Soviet army clothing I had on was warm, but nothing can beat the Siberian winter. I fell to my knees and felt the false warmth that hypothermia victims feel just before death. The world spun and turned black, and I fell. This morning, I woke up confused. I was wrapped in bearskin blankets and lying next to a warm fire in a cave. Now it is evening again, and I can't make out what's in the cave, but it's clear that someone found me dying in the cold, rescued me, and saved my life. I turn, and there is roasted meat next to me. I greedily eat it and feel so much better. There is a rough-when bowl of water, which I drink. I am exhausted and weak, but after another night's sleep, I will feel much better so that I can explore the cave and thank my rescuer. As I drift off, I hear a roar in the distance...
Throckmorton !on4pa.tBnM (OP) double-posted this 2 weeks ago, 22 hours later, 3 days after the original post[^] [v] #1,412,532
I woke up again in the cave, and it was morning. Again, food had been placed near me: simple roast meat in a crude stone vessel. I ate it gladly. I finally got up 0out of the bearskin blankets I had been placed in and exposed. The cave was filled with various bones, crude objects that might have been a form of tools, and not much else. Well, to my shock, a female Russian almas! This intelligent, giant ape monster, likened to the US bigfoot, is the one who had rescued me from certain hypothermic death after my escape from the Baba Yaga! I was scared, but she gently patted my hair and made soft, grunting sounds. I told her how grateful I was. I attempted to leave the cave to find help, but she became angry and pushed me back onto the bearskin rugs. She has indicated to me using hand gestures that she is in love with me and plans to soon mate with me. I am horrified! I must figure out how to escape! Every day at dawn, she leaves the cave to hunt for food for us, but I fear that, if I leave, she will find me and kill me in a jealous rage. I am trying to devise a plan to escape. I may have to harm her, which saddens me.
Throckmorton !on4pa.tBnM (OP) triple-posted this 2 weeks ago, 4 days later, 1 week after the original post[^] [v] #1,413,386
I have escaped the cave of the amorous almas, but she is tracking me through the snow. She is also wearing ribbons in her head fur, apparently trying to mimic human mating practices. She intends to force me to impregnate her and then rip me apart. It is night again, and I fear she will catch me. However, up ahead, I see a faint glow in the sky, a sort of pulsating light. I am in the middle of Siberia, so I have no choice but to go investigate. I can hear the almas roaring and calling out for me in the night, so I must hurry. I will update you when I learn something!