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She had been in these caves for a while now; trapped and enslaved like an animal, the shopkeeper ran a "kissing parlour", selling her affection to line his pockets.
The damsel couldn't keep track of the days underground like this. Day in, day out, the shopkeeper leaning on his shotgun and making her stand in the middle of the room, waiting for a customer to show up.
One day, a man in a spiffy hat showed up. His clothes were mostly brown; his shirt had probably been white once, but in this dirty hole it couldn't stay that way forever. He had a whip at his side.
Her sleazy captor greeted him enthusiastically. "Welcome to my kissing parlour! It's $10,000 a kiss."
What happened next was a big shocker; the man ran up to her, lifted her up, and ran out the door in a second. She could hear the slavemaster yelling "Get back here, thief!" and firing off his shotgun. She could hear the bullets hitting the walls of the cavern and the echo sent a chill up her spine.
Her savior dashed down a few corridors and jumped down a few levels. Clearly he knew his way around. In a few seconds, the exit was in sight.
Her heart was pounding like crazy; freedom was a few yards away. She was so happy she could kiss him, and she didn't even know his name yet!
A shotgun fired again. Her rescuer threw her into the escape tunnel, turning around to block the shots. He was dead.
Sobbing, the damsel picked up what she could of his dropped equipment; four bombs, four ropes, and the whip. She had no time to gather up anything else before the slaver returned. She ran, tears streaming in her eyes.
Getting a grip on herself, she decided she was going to get back at the network of slavers and thieves; she would kill them with one of their own shotguns. If she found anyone else trapped or enslaved, she would save him. She was going to be the one doing the rescuing now.
She was The Lady in Red.
Spelunky © 2009 Derek Yu.
The damsel couldn't keep track of the days underground like this. Day in, day out, the shopkeeper leaning on his shotgun and making her stand in the middle of the room, waiting for a customer to show up.
One day, a man in a spiffy hat showed up. His clothes were mostly brown; his shirt had probably been white once, but in this dirty hole it couldn't stay that way forever. He had a whip at his side.
Her sleazy captor greeted him enthusiastically. "Welcome to my kissing parlour! It's $10,000 a kiss."
What happened next was a big shocker; the man ran up to her, lifted her up, and ran out the door in a second. She could hear the slavemaster yelling "Get back here, thief!" and firing off his shotgun. She could hear the bullets hitting the walls of the cavern and the echo sent a chill up her spine.
Her savior dashed down a few corridors and jumped down a few levels. Clearly he knew his way around. In a few seconds, the exit was in sight.
Her heart was pounding like crazy; freedom was a few yards away. She was so happy she could kiss him, and she didn't even know his name yet!
A shotgun fired again. Her rescuer threw her into the escape tunnel, turning around to block the shots. He was dead.
Sobbing, the damsel picked up what she could of his dropped equipment; four bombs, four ropes, and the whip. She had no time to gather up anything else before the slaver returned. She ran, tears streaming in her eyes.
Getting a grip on herself, she decided she was going to get back at the network of slavers and thieves; she would kill them with one of their own shotguns. If she found anyone else trapped or enslaved, she would save him. She was going to be the one doing the rescuing now.
She was The Lady in Red.
Spelunky © 2009 Derek Yu.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Fanart
Species Human
Size 746 x 1172px
File Size 109.1 kB
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