Capsule 2.5 has Landed

Inside there is a postal device from Lumps World.

Capsule contents

Thank you to all Lumps holders, past and present, who have helped us on this journey so far. The capsule arrived containing gifts for Lumps holders, find out more about the rewards below.

Chamber 1

Available to all Genesis and Rapture Lump Holders

1 ‘Shiny Lump’ NFT

A 1/1 animated NFT version of your Lump! Each winning Lump in the new ‘Shiny Lump’ series will be custom made by artist Sam Drew and hung in the new Lumps Emporium.

10 Lump Prints

10 Lumps holders will receive a custom print of their chosen Lump. This artwork is printed on fine art paper.

Lumps STORY CARDS

Selected Lumps holders who had their Lump featured in this diary entry will be airdropped their accompanying story card. These collectible cards will give you insight into each Lump’s story.

Chamber 2

Available to Genesis Lump Holders only

Winner to be chosen via random number (1-500) generator in 48hrs

1/1 CAPSULE ARTWORK CARD NFT

1 Lump holder will receive a 1/1 Artwork of Capsule 5

DIARY ENTRY

The Lumps community recieves another diary entry from our mysterious narrator. Read the entry below!

GIVEAWAY NOW OPEN!

Lumps Holders, please head to the Lumps World Discord and enter by following the instructions on the ‘Capsule Giveaways’ channel.

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We have been receiving interdimensional parcels with gifts and stories to help us understand more about the Lumps World metaverse.

We have been receiving interdimensional parcels with gifts and stories to help us understand more about the Lumps World metaverse.

Diary Entry 2.5

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Darkness. Far-off beeping. Hazy memory.

Slippy’s voice in hushed tones.

“No mirrors. No, he won’t be ready for that for quite some time.”

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

“He’ll need round the clock attention for the next few days. Until we reach the edges of the Quantum realm.”

Beep.

Beep.

“We are meeting the second squadron at the citadel.”

Beep.

Beep.

“Tell them we shall hold the line until Slime Boy arrives.”

Sleep.

A little while later, I wake up to a yanking on my brain. That’s how it feels anyway. Eesh. Where am I?

I still can’t see, but my body aches. My hands feel red hot. My head pounds. I let out a pathetic moan.

“Ah, he wakes.” It’s Slippy again. “Give it a second doc.”

Suddenly the yanking and pulling sensation around my brain stops and I hear footsteps walking away from me. Jeez, was somebody actually just fiddling with my head?

“…Slip… Whe-ere–ee.. ..Am-”

“There’s no need to talk, brother.” I feel a slimy sucker touch my arm. “All is well. You are being rebuilt.”

“..the..slime..”

“Yes. You had a close brush, indeed. More than a close brush, in fact. I’ve never seen a Lump withstand such a drowning of Slime. For a moment I thought I’d made a horrible miscalculation.”

I remember the slime but I’m struggling to follow anything else he’s saying. My body is throbbing.

“We have the finest doctor from your colony aboard. A #386. He has all of your medical records and has been nursing you to health. Meanwhile… his assistant #341 is responsible for designing, modelling and printing the necessary… improvements… you shall require.” Slippy’s voice dropped a lot on those last few words. That wasn’t reassuring at all.

“…improvements..?” I splutter.

I hear a giggle from what I assume to be the assistant, he sounds like a punk kid waiting to see a prank manifest in front of him. Being blind isn’t helping my nerves.

“We are aboard an interdimensional ship to the quantum realm.” Slippy continues unabashed, “Once there we shall rendezvous with a squadron of Lumps Legends from across the multiverses. It appears #7 has cheesed off a few too many realities for his own good.”

My scalp still feels drenched in slime. I know it can’t be, but the sting is taking me back to the last thing I remember, the swirling drain in that village. The heavenly duel between Slippy and #7…. Man, it sure is tough keeping up with that slug.

I draw breathe to speak…

“Let’s get him back to sleep doc,” Slippy says sternly, “we don’t have long.”

I hear the giggling footsteps get closer and feel a thin plastic mask surround my mouth. The pain fades away. As do I.

Next time I wake, I can finally open my eyes ever so slightly. Some pink shapes are moving around the room. Mostly blurs.

Once my head has managed a full 30 degree rotation, I’m stunned to see a familiar, hulking figure at the end of my bed. His chest is glowing red.

“In the time I’ve known you, mate, I’d say you’ve been partially or fully unconscious more often than not.” He says, with a firm shake of the bed.

I smile. It hurts, but it’s worth it.

“Have you tried sitting through one of your after dinner stories?” I mutter, wanting to laugh but only managing a cough.

#147 laughs for the both of us. A great, roaring laugh that feels like home.

“You’re a brave son of a bitch, mate.” #147 shakes his head. “Diving head first into Slime that deep, in an unknown land… That takes some doing.” He moves closer to my face, almost whispering. “We’re going to get that bastard, son. Once and for all.”

“..#7..” I remember his sky sized grin above us in the sky.

“That’s right. We’re going after him, with back up. Real cavalry. Lumps Legends. And you’re the star of the show, mate.”

“Ha” I cough, “I don’t know about that.”

“No it’s true. There’s no going back now. It’s happening. We’re going to the quantum realm to change history. And write him out of it. Overwrite the Great Mess, save the innocent.”

He’s passionate. It’s inspiring. But I’m so tired.

“I’ll leave you to get some rest,” he says, sensing all this talk is too much for a Lump who hasn’t really got his head around where he is right now.

“Just tell me this,” he whispers as he stands. “Are you prepared to do what it takes to defeat #7? To realise your destiny? To save all of Lumps World?”

Hm. Pretty big questions. A few days ago I wouldn’t have hesitated. That’s what this has all been about. My whole mission, for Slime Ears sake! But it all feels so much bigger now than I’d ever known. I’m just an investigator. A grunt. Now, the spotlight is on me somehow and I don’t know why. The colony of the 500 feels so far away.

Still, I can’t disappoint #147.

“Are you?” he repeats.

I clear my throat.

“..There’s no glory…in being left behind.. Mate..” I say with a slight grin.

#147 belly laughs and slaps my leg.
“‘Attaboy.” he grins, “attaboy.”

 

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