You help honey up.
Unfortunately, a mechanical arm grabbing Tityroi by the junk does the opposite of help him stand.>>487762
The little chair cannot hold on. It lets the arm go, raining everything from tables and beds to books and old shoes on you.>>487761>>487759>>487758>>487757
The broken chair tries to hold its ground.
But in the end, it is futile. Its leg gives way and it falls over backwards, its broken seat cracking further, its back already split in half.
It struggles to stand up one final time, crying out to its comrades in the pit. But none come.
Chairface, self-proclaimed leader of the Lost Furniture And Odds and Ends, meets his end at the hands of these invaders, torn asunder without much hope of survival.
Nothing remains of him now, but silent splinters.
The pit sits still.
Nothing dares oppose you here any longer.