When has following the light at the end of the tunnel ever been a good idea? The first thing you notice is the music, it's cheerful but something seems off about it. The notes aren't quite right. They're sharp and often quite dissonant with each other. Though not entirely unpleasant to the ears, it still leaves chills down your tiny little spine.
Before you stands a monstrous table, or perhaps just a normal table that seems larger due to your diminutive size. It seems the only way out...is up. Perhaps you simply drag yourself up the dirty, tattered table cloth. Maybe you scale up the intricately carved table leg. Either way you find yourself standing on the corner of a table covered with countless dishes, saucers, cups, tea pots, snacks, the whole nine yards. It would appear you have found yourself barging in on the middle of a tea party.
It would also seem as if the party's participants have noticed you. Fourteen hungry looking gnomes are gazing down at you with their greedy little eyes. "Well would you look at what we have here." A voice speaks up, one not belonging to a gnome. You turn and nearly collide with an overly large green nose. Someone has decided to be more on your level so as to see what exactly you are. The owner of the nose is wearing a large toothy smile that would make the Cheshire cat jealous. On his head is a too-tall checkered top hat, many of the checkers decorated with some kind of symbol.
"A trespasser!" A gnome shouts.
"It's one of those students!"
"I think that one kicked me last week!"
The green hatted man chuckles and taps the table with the bronze teapot shaped handle of his black cane to get the gnomes' attention. "Please, please. They are our guest! Come, join us for our tea party!" Somehow his tone does not give an assurance of safety. "We could use more snacks." He laughs at the look of horror on your face. The gnomes cheer and suddenly all at once lunge at you.
You need to run! Quick! Get out of there!
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Roll 1d100. You need 50 or higher to continue. Otherwise a gnome spots you and you have to hide for a bit. Keep rolling until you make it to the next step below!
Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 4:06 pm
Roll a d20 to navigate the maze!
You have a limit of 5 rolls before you are automatically sent to the end of the maze. However! If you roll autodeath or you reach 0hp you're done for the day! You must start all over again tomorrow.
You may choose to roll all 5 dice at once or each one individually. Do you feel lucky?
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1. Hide in an empty upturned cup until it is suddenly smashed under the harsh attack of a familiar bronze teapot ornament. Run away! -10hp 2. Have a tasty cake +10 hp 3. You found a piece of cookie! +10hp 4. You a climbed dish to get a better vantage point of where you are...and fell into the creamer. Touching the creamer feels like acid on your skin, eating away at your clothes and burning any exposed skin until you are able to clamber out. -10hp 5. Fork stabs down and very nearly impales you! It does harshly scrape one of your limbs. -10hp 6. Have a tasty cake +10 hp 7. Trudge across butter to freedom! And by freedom we mean your leg gets stuck and you trip, faceplanting into the butter and very nearly suffocating. Your only way out is to eat your way across. Enjoy diabetes. -10hp 8. OH SNAP! A gnome has snatched you up! Fight them off! Roll a d10, rolling an even sets you free. For every failure you lose 10hp! 9. Watch out! HOT TEA ALERT! -10 HP 10.You found a piece of cookie! +10hp 11. Someone dropped a muffin that blocks your path! Looks like you'll have to find another route. This new route seems to lead you to the other end of the table! YOU MADE IT! 12. Picked up by a gnome! Thankfully he dropped you... in pudding. You eat some of the pudding by accident and your insides feel as if they are on FIRE! -10hp 13. What is this mysterious goop someone just dropped?! -10 hp 14. Fork stabs down.. and you aren't quite so lucky! -10 hp 15. A gnome seems intent on skewering you with a knife. It succeeds but you manage to somehow get away. -10hp 16. Have a tasty cake.. BUT IT WAS A LIE! -10 hp 17. You fell in a cup of SCALDING COFFEE. You try to climb out before you get too burned, but someone's dropping EXPLODING SUGAR BOMBS. - Autodeath 18. AACCK!! You've been caught and gnawed on by a foxfire! -10hp 19. Broken glass from shattering plates! -10 hp 20. Have a tasty cake +10 hp
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 4:07 pm
Did you make it?
You made it! Before you lies a plate of cookies. Across each cookie are phrases such as "Eat me!", "Try me!", "Take one!"
It worked last time, you have nothing to lose now, right? Quick! You should eat one before you are caught by the Mad Hatter and his gnome tea party guests!
You eat a cookie.
You grow to your normal size, and lose consciousness. When you wake up, you find yourself here. . (For making it this far, you may claim a prize here.)
You don't eat a cookie.
Nothing happens. Eventually, if you don't eat a cookie, The Mad Hatter and his gnomes bake you into a cake and eat you. You were delicious.
You destroy the cookie.
The moment the cookie crumbles, it explodes into a foul smelling cloud of smoke that enters you from every pore. You grow to your normal size, and lose consciousness. When you wake up, you find yourself here. (For making it this far, you may claim a prize here.)
Did you fail?
Better luck tomorrow! You can go claim a you tried star if you want! If you want to try again tomorrow, you must start from the very beginning!
Tseng ran for some time, and didn't stop until he was certain he was in the clear. Everything was so large now! That potion had some rather strange effects for certain. This table he was standing before was absolutely gigantic! Well. He might as well climb up.
As he did so, he realized that he was not alone. Giant ugly beasts had called out to his presence!
"Student? I AM NO STUDENT! I AM TSENG LEE OF THE GREAT CLAN OF CONQUEST!" he shouted up. However.. these 'giants' (he really hadn't thought that he had really shrunk) were apparently thinking of making a light snack of him. One lunged at him and he quickly dove out of the way.
Luckily, he managed to succeed in evading these hungry giants. For now.
It became clear rather quickly that Tseng needed to get across this table. This was certainly going to be a tale to relay back to his sister. She would enjoy this greatly! He was certain of it. It was also a trial to him. Just one more amazing feat to add to his list.
Jumping up, he landed upon a large, thick, slimey stick of lard of some sort. He thought he could slide across it with ease, but the material proved to be much softer than expected. Or perhaps he just hadn't built up enough speed. The horseman faceplanted into it, and found it rather hard to breathe. He tried to wriggle his way out, but he found that he was forced to chew his way through.
It was.... disgusting. To say in the very least.
Groaning, as he got out of that, he sort of stumbled, feeling a little sick. Oh. There was another stick of butter ahead...
Maybe he could get it this time. Maybe he should shout an attack too.
"LARD RIDER!" he shouted.
It didn't help. And there was a strong sense of deja vu. He felt very ill afterwards.
He really needed something to cleanse his pallet of.. butter. Ah! There was a cookie. Tseng kind of did not want to eat it, but he needed [i[ something before attempting to continue on. Thankfully, the cookie did refresh him a bit, and he was bolting across the table once more.
The shadow of a giant loomed over him, and he quickly ducked into a teacup to hide in the meantime. He still wasn't feeling so great. And he felt even less so as the cup around him shattered, cutting into him. Wincing, he continued to run.
"I SHALL HAVE MY REVENGE ON YOU, FOUL GIANT!" he shouted up.
That wasn't going to happen now, as the gnome managed to grab a hold of him. Tseng did the only thing that came to mind.. which was bite into the creature's finger. It did well to drop him, though he ended up landing in a vat of strange...brown.. goo. He swallowed some on accident, and now he felt even more horrible. THIS PLACE WAS DANGEROUS.
Crawling his way out, he flopped at the other end, taking a few moments to try and recouperate.
HP: 10
Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2012 11:31 pm
At the end of the table, he found himself at a large plate of cookies. Tseng was feeling pretty damn sick right now from the things he had ingested (with exception of the one cookie), and he was also feeling rather frustrated. Picking one up, he turned towards the giants at the table.
"THIS IS WHAT I THINK ABOUT YOU! CONFECTIONERY CRUSHER!" he shouted before breaking the cookie over his knee.
That might not have been the best idea for him. A foul smoke emitted from the broken cookie, gagging him in the process. The area around him shrunk back to more normal proportions, but he ended up blacking out in the process.
He was calling for Freya and it almost consumed his attention as he strained to hear her as everything went on around him as he climbed up so as to see if he could find her from the height of the table and...
Oh dear.
As figures lunged for him he moved to avoid them and hide. He hoped Freya would be safe. He crouched a little and waited quietly taking in a deep breath as if not breathing would save him from notice.
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39Total: 39 (1-100)
Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 12:33 am
Freya could hear him calling, and she looked up at him, just as his feet disappeared over the edge of the giant structure he'd climbed up onto. She spread out her wings and started to float upward, until she reached the edge of - well, it was a table wasn't it? A table filled with giant food, and giant people who wanted to eat.. them.
If there was any greater nightmare for her, Freya couldn't think of it. All she knew was, as soon as she saw them reach for her, she ducked down behind a teapot and stopped breathing.
Kettil let out a small sound of dismay; all he wanted was to find his ghoulfriend.
He dived out of sight trying to make them lose track of him.
Hopefully he won't meet his end.
Nio Love rolled 1 100-sided dice:
69Total: 69 (1-100)
Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 12:46 am
Kettil seemed to be having significantly more trouble staying hidden than she was. When he caught the attention of all of the gnomes at once, she decided to take the moment. Of course, she ruined it by screaming "RUN!" At him, but otherwise, Freya bolted headfirst into the table, to do the unthinkable.
She was going to have to run through food to get free.
He heard her scream, "I'M TRYING," he cried out. It seemed they had their sights set on him.
It was hard to take eyes off of something this tasty looking, apparently. He made a dive toward something else waiting a bit longer until they seem to forget about him...Hopefully.
Kettil made another more determined run for it. It seemed they were trained in on him to such a degree that it made it hard for him to avoid them. His arms went up into the air and he flailed in a manner that it made him look unappetizing.
Freya couldn't do it. She couldn't abandon him when he was having so much trouble. So she doubled back, just far enough to start throwing sugar cubes at gnomes heads in hopes of keeping their eyes off of Kettil long enough to give him a chance to run.
...Except when she threw them, they exploded. She put them down very slowly, and backed away..
It seemed what Freya did worked because suddenly the gnomes were preoccupied with exploding things.
They tilted their head away from his current hiding spot and Kettil seized his chance and he ran out from cover toward where he thought where he saw Freya run.
...His arms were still flailing in the air.
...He was probably going to keep flailing until someone stopped him.
"NNNNGGGNNN!" He grunted in a distressed way as he shot past her a couple of feet before stopping.
SUCCESS! Freya screeched happily when Kettil came flying her way, and she turned to bolt, heading straight for the first safe spot she could see. She stumbled on a cookie, but she felt fine, so she didn't touch it. Besides, it was a cookie. She slid across a slippery surface right under an upturned cup, knocking the side so that it clattered down over her and protected her. She edged it an inch up, and whispered out of it.
"Hooter?"
The cup was smashed to bits, leaving her exposed and Kettil-less once more. She screeched, diving for the next cup she could find - which was filled, unfortunately. Filled with scalding hot coffee.
Normally she liked her showers hot, but this was ridiculous.
Freya's wings were quickly getting heavy with the thick liquid, and she tried to make it to the edge, but a sudden explosion had her rocking back down into the coffee. When she looked up, she realized - the gnomes were getting their sweet, sweet revenge.
The second sugarbomb hit her right on the head, and she dissipated instantly.
