----> ''GANON'S CASTLE: The RPG ADVENTURE in 1986 ! '' ----- (DAGGER'S SECRET UNDERGROUND ADVENTURE ! ) ------ Closet-World: Find 'Red Medicine' & 'Flute' ! -----> (VIDEO GAME RPG # 108 ! )

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------------ { ''Ganon's RPG CASTLE ADVENTURE in 1986 ! } ----------+ ''DAGGER'S SECRET UNDERGROUND ADVENTURE ! '' } ------------ Closet-World: Frosty CASTLE and Underground House ! ---------------- (VIDEO GAME RPG # 108 ! ) --------------- Find the ''Frosty Red Medicine '' and ''Flute '' !

 

(A SNEAK PEEK of another one of my short stories:


GANON'S ADVENTURE IN THE SECRET UNDERGROUND CLOSET-UNDERWORLD! --- A HIDDEN AREA BENEATH MY CLOSET! --- SNOWY NEIGHBORHOOD & FINDING THE UNDERGROUND BED!

 

 

 


An oversized, furry RED BAT flapped above me in the flashing underground darkness of the bizarre area, swooping to and fro next to a large blue candle with a flashing flame! 

 

A young gentleman with tanned brown skin and spiky pigtails stood next to the bat, his handsome long and pointy ears sticking out from underneath his green top-hat!  Bulky pink 'Rune Armor' adorns his burly stature!  How queer indeed!

 

He is equipped with a flashing short sword, covered in green glitter, and a bizarre pink 'Kinx Shield' on his masculine and alluring body.

 

HOW VERY BIZARRE!

 

The young gentleman throws me down a jug of ''Red Medicine'' and then waves farewell! 

 

I can just hear him saying softly in a sexy and masculine voice, "My name is Linky!  Visit me down in the Underground!  Farewell dear child!"

 


As I push off and begin my descent down the checkered slide, I take notice of a  red chain-link fence which barrs the way to a bizarre aperture above me to my right, which has 'White & Pink Partyhats' and striped 'Christmas Crackers' and 'Pastel Easter Eggs' nimbly locked away behind a sparkly curtain, concealed within its depths.

Syrupy-honey and fragrant glitter are sparkling from the bizarre pink aperture, while pink icicles hang from beneath its ledge.

 


Endless roaring sounds, mixed with an indescribable hum of voices and bizarre distant motorcycles, were audible from far below me, echoing through the blackness of the fragrant air, which was scented with Vanilla-Honey! 


I began to hear the sounds and smell the alluring scent of fragrant honey splashing and drizzling against fenced-off entrances to bizarre bedrooms, walk-in closets and 'Rabbit Holes', from far beneath me in the secret dark house-passageways and unknown underworld.

 

Glittering, glow in the dark curtains of silk are draped from the slanted ceiling above my fragrant spiky hair, as I nimbly slide down the checkered 'Underground Slide'!

 

I land firmly  upon an oversized red-velvet bed in an underground snowy ''Basement Walk-In Closet'', filled with glow-in-the-dark Christmas trees, snowmen and glistening vehicles.  Neon Christmas lights twinkled from the slanted wall directly to my left. 

 


Gaudy top-hats and bizarre, colorful outfits, covered in specks of glitter and flashy graffiti, hung from the slanted ceiling, in front of the draped curtains that were hanging across the bizarre ceiling above me. 

 

A pink jug of ''Spiced Red Vanilla Medicine'' and a pastel-green box, full of ''Chocolate Doughnuts with Blue Icing'', sat on an antique  divan nearby in the flashing darkness.

 


An oversized top-hat sat on top of a pile of books in the corner, next to a silk curtain lit-up by a glow in the dark light on the checkered floor below.  The top-hat had a layer of sparkling glitter and pink chocolate-syrup covering it, with a pastel ribbon stuck on its exterior.

 

Various novelties and bizarre decorations hung on the crooked wall nearby, with chocolate 'PASTEL EASTER EGGS' and fragrant mugs of 'Vanilla Honey with Rainbow Sprinkles' decorating the floor, sitting on top of a red concrete driveway.

 


The driveway led to a dead end in the wall.  A mound of old car tires sat nearby.

 

 


I look beneath the bed that I am lying on and find a red chain-link fence far down beneath it, guarding a checkered pathway leading further downwards into the dark. 

 I can see a kind of bizarre, pointy 'Red Tower-House' with spikes on top to each side of the chain-link fence.

 

 

After witnessing these surreal sights, I am curious and begin to crawl underneath the bed. 

 

 

 

CURIOUSER AND CURIOUSER INDEED! OH MY!

 


 Above me is only a crooked wooden ceiling, covered in specks of glitter, with hidden 'Easter Eggs' sitting in crevices and glowing corners from above. 

 

 Piles of colorful silk vests and polka-dotted outfits cover the snowy checkered floor where I am crawling.  Drizzling icy-rich honey glides downwards in a sultry fashion, bespeckling my neon-green overcoat in a sensual splendour. 

 


Suddenly, I am halted in my trek by a 'Red Skeleton' which is propped up on a dilapidated antique armchair with a wooden television set sitting nearby, peeping forth from a pile of sparkling glitter and blue snow, which flashes on and off with a dim green electric light. 

 

 

 The skeleton is holding  a ''Mug of Chocolate Syrup'' and an oversized 'Warning Note', which reads, 

 

"BEWARE!  DANGER !  GO NO FARTHER!  TURN AROUND NOW!  UNDERGROUND CHAIN-LINK FENCE IN CLOSET #8298 IS OUT OF ORDER!  --- RETURN BY RABBIT HOLE  IN ''KINKY'S'' BEDROOM !  --- SECRET DARK UNDERWORLD IS OFF LIMITS!  --- SIGNED KIXINDORF! ''

 

Is that a ''Pastel Green Short Sword'' sitting on top of that dilapidated, polka-dotted couch?


As well, is that a striped fire hydrant, covered in Vanilla-Honey, sitting next to a row of children's skeletons and spiky outfits hanging from the low slanted ceiling,  from further downwards along this sealed-off underground bed passage?

 

Are those packs of 'Kixindorf Cigarettes' and mugs of 'Red Bud Beer' sitting next to that pool of pastel green liquid in a slanted darkened corner?  Little blue specks cover the pastel pool of edible liquid.


 (It appears as though it is illuminated and is being turned off and on.)

 

  A flashing orange block with a "?'' sign on it is hanging above the bizarre pool and appears as though it is illuminated and is being turned off and on.

 


How very bizarre!

 


OH MY GOODNESS!

 


Is that a burly African-American Grandpa-dwarf  that is asleep next to that pastel-green pool, lounging on an antique red velvet armchair.

 

He has long and pointy ears and sharp strands of glow in the dark hair which hangs down into his handsome face.  An oversized and vicious top-hat sits upon his head, concealing his eyes.


He has a spiky collar around his neck and is adorned in a pair of pastel overalls, one strap clasped diagonally across his burly and masculine chest.  Aromatic blue sweat drips tantalizingly from his alluring and masculine body.

 


He has a pack of ''Kixindorf Cigarettes'', a mug of 'vanilla syrup' and a chocolate doughnut with green icing sitting next to him. 

 

Pastel-green spikes hang from the ceiling above him and a little patch of checkered floor is evident below the chair he is sleeping upon.

 

A whirring industrial fan, covered in honey and pink icicles, is built into the slanted wall next to him.  An orange curtain is draped from the low ceiling above in a surreal fashion, almost touching the top of his top hat. 

 

Again, behind him is another locked chain-link fence.  However, the fence only has a red concrete wall behind it, decorated with bizarre portraits of masculine silhouettes and vicious characters with pointy ears, some holding candles and some wielding weapons.

 


He has a bizarre neon sign  above his head, which reads, "HERE LIVES MR. GUY: KIXINDORF'! "

 

ZELDA: FIND THE ''RED FLUTE'' AND REACH LEVEL 8 IN ATTACK TO GO BEHIND THE FENCE !  THEN GO FURTHER DOWNWARDS !

 

 

END OF PART II !  --- ZELDA and GANON'S UNDERGROUND ADVENTURE!

 

 

END OF SNEAK PEEK !  NOW ON TO THE STORY !)

 

 

 


PRINCESS DAGGER'S UNDERGROUND ADVENTURE in THE 'FROSTY CLOSET AREA' !

 

 

NOTE: (From 2019 with concepts edited in from late 2020.  Thank you very kindly for reading. (I know this is a very bizarre story.  Thrilling!  ;-) )

 

 


PART I : ICY SECRETS!

 


My name is 'DAGGER'.


I AWAKEN within a dark, snowy space, appearing to be underground, that is small and rectangular, with a red-concrete driveway that leads to an underground house with a slanted porch.  Christmas lights are draped from the ceiling.

  A very large Christmas tree sits next to me in the snow.

 

 

  I am standing next to an oversized red and green striped 1950's vehicle, covered in glittering neon-snow.  Fragrant red smoke rises from it.   

 

A pile of pastel 'Easter Eggs' and a bright pink box, full of 'Chocolate doughnuts with blue icing' covered in sultry honey and specks of glitter, sit on top of the vehicle,  tempting me in a hypnotic fashion.

 

WHO LEFT  THESE TANTALIZING MORSELS  HERE FOR ME TO FIND?

 

Christmas lights decorate the sides of the vehicle, which is spiky, with pointed ends on the rear.

As well, it also has a striped red and green hood.  It resembles a 1950s Cadillac in make and model, yet futuristic in appearance.

 

 

 

 

To my left is a dripping-wet limestone wall, decorated with glistening stalagmites and stalactites, that appears as though it is covered in glitter.  I feel as though I am trapped in some kind of underground realm of some unknown origin.

 

 

Above me, all is glittering snow and mysterious, shimmering stalactites, as though I am in a bewildering, underground cavern, yet filled with snowy gossamer and Christmas extravagance.

 

 

 

 

  A large pipe sits in an alcove above me and a glowing red and pink light flashes erratically on and off from within it.  Christmas lights are draped from above, adorning the alcoves and ledges in the darkness, where other pipes and mysterious machines lay. 

 

The machines are puffing out fragrant smoke that shines in enchanting power.  Snow rests around them in mounds.  Crooked Christmas trees peep out of large snow mounds.

 

 

 

 

Many underground Christmas houses and neighborhoods lay beyond the glittering snow mounds in the dark, hidden deep within the entrances to the underground hallways. 

 

 

 

Flashing lights shine from within radiant, shimmering windows that are built into the sparkling walls, with locked doorways and smoking pipe-chimneys nearby. 

 

 

 

 

Bizarre silhouettes of child-like vagrants, adorned with glow-in-the-dark hair and glittering-wet outfits, with bushy, speckled eyebrows, are  scurrying to and fro across many crooked walkways that lead across the ledges of the pipeway tunnels.  Disturbing pictures hang above them on the black and white checkered walls. 

 

Trickles of vanilla-honey drip from the vents and pipes that are running along the bizarre ceiling above, glitter and graffiti covering its expanse in a surreal, yet morose, fashion.

 

 

 


Red concrete  driveways of underground houses are glittering with dim hues of tantalizing enchantment.  They lead further into a passage that sloped vertically downwards into the beginning of many underground chain-link fence entrances and out of sight. 

 

 

 

 


 A flashing neon sign lies above the driveways at the end of a glittering passage that seems to spark in electrical radiance. 

 A fragrant waterfall foams before the electric sign and splashes downwards into a snowy chasm. 

 The icy chasm is filled with bizarre log-cabins that are peeping forth from bulky mounds of pastel snow. 

 

 

The neon sign reads, "HIGHWAY TRANSIT SYSTEM: ENTRANCE NUMBER 45. TO UNDER-WORLD ENTRANCES AND HIGHWAY NEIGHBORHOOD TOWNS.  ---- X-87 INDUSTRIAL PARKING GARAGE AND SLUM-CLOSET TOWN !" 

 

 

I gazed in a strange fascination, wondering where these underground highways led to and if the child-like vagrants that lived down here had abandoned their bizarre pink vehicles that lay embedded in the snowy mounds; perhaps they were used more as a decorative embellishment than for mere transportation.

 

 

 

 

The glowing blue and green snow shimmers and sparkles in mesmerizing radiance below me on the slanted floor.

A glow in the dark snowman is built near the snow-covered vehicle and it has two long and pointy red ears that are sticking out of each side; almost as though it is an unknown figure covered in snowy, glittering garb. 

 

 

 

 

All of this rests within a fairly small space around me.  Everything else remains extravagantly dark and ethereal on the outskirts from what I can see. 

 

 

Behind me lies a dark wall with a little circular door that is lying ajar.

 

A crooked underground passageway, resembling a hallway, leads forth into the entrance of the secret underground living-room that is deep within. 

 

 

 

 I sense that extravagantly decorated Christmas trees sit at the end of the red concrete driveway.  Twinkling lights of various colours shine from their snow covered boughs.

 

 

 

 


Perhaps I do notice other vague shapes beyond the chain-link fence that is at the end of the red driveway. 

They resemble other sparkly driveways that are leading to other houses/trailers in this strange underground snowy housing edition or neighborhood.

 

 

 

I gaze to my right.


An elegant Christmas tree sits in a quaint and glistening mound of alluring frost and flashing snow.

Pink, green and red presents, tied with silk parchment and shimmering ribbons, are peeping forth out of the snow from beneath the decorated tree. 

 

 

 

 

 Strangely, a cute and furry rabbit, with striped white and red fur and long floppy bunny ears, that are decorated with sparkling pastel ribbons, is crouched next to the ensemble, gazing into a frosty and decorated triangular window that is lit up in neon lights.  The window is built into the black wall directly behind the tree. 

 

Shimmering honey-paste, fragrant and tantalizingly rich, drizzles down the windowpane in decadent delight. 

 

 

 


 A sparkling Wardrobe, covered in radiant red glitter, rests near the furry rabbit.  The door of the Wardrobe lies open.

A strange little crooked entrance to an underground passageway rests in the back of it, behind the furry rainbow-coats that hang from little pegs that are inside.

 

The slanted passageway has Christmas lights draped from its low ceiling with a red cement road leading downwards and out of sight.  Bizarre garage doors are on the left wall while icy industrial fans, whirring in roaring activity, cover the opposite wall. 

Purple glitter and pink icicles decorate the exterior of the metal fans.

 

 

 


I wonder where that red road leads downwards to? 

 

 

 

As I walk towards the bizarre, unknown creature through the snow, it appears to twitch its furry, sparkling whiskers and then winks at me in an adorable fashion. 

 

Then, it nimbly hops through the crooked, glittering doorway that is in the back of the Wardrobe.  The little festive door, decorated with a Christmas wreath, slams shut and locks. 

 


 Now I'm standing before the locked doorway in the Wardrobe, gazing around me in a curious, mysterious manner.

 

In a frosty corner, a large polka-dotted 'Easter Egg' and a frothy mug of 'Chocolate Blue Milk' sat in a little pile of sparkly glitter beneath a dilapidated bed with a pair of turquoise high-heels nearby. 

 

 As well, beneath the bizarre silky bed, was a flashing strobe light which illuminated a very bizarre underground entrance that lead down into a type of walk-in closet, locked behind a chain-link fence that stood before it.

 

 

'WHERE DO I BEGIN MY ADVENTURE?  WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE?' I think to myself as I sneeze.

 


I drink a steaming mug of ''Red Chocolate Medicine'' and wrap up in a spiky, glow-in-the-dark ''Ice-Coat'', pink icicles hanging from its frosty exterior. 

 

 

 

END OF PART I. - SECRET UNDERGROUND HALLWAY/HOUSE BASEMENT DUNGEON WORLD!

 

Copyright 2019-2020 Zelda Vaxandorf.  All Rights Reserved.


Submitted: July 27, 2021

© Copyright 2021 ZELDA VAXANDORF. All rights reserved.

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