EVENT 8: You drink a drink that tastes a little mellow. You dream a dream where you are getting married. As you walk up to the altar you realize the bride/groom isn't who you were expecting but instead, (the character of the person who posted above you. If there isn't one just pick a friend of your character). You say something to them and they respond with (whatever garbled dialogue the post above you has). A choice is made.
Well that was just...um...odd. Molly frowned briefly before she picked up another bottle and drank it.
Organ music was playing and Molly found herself at the altar, just like in those lifetime movies! Oh! A wedding! Whose wedding was it?
But then the pastor was talking to her, and Molly suddenly noticed that there was someone standing right across from her. Uh...Her eyes went wide as she stared. "Do you take this person to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
Hesitantly, Molly reached out and peaked under the veil.
Unfortunately, all beautiful dragon-princess saving worlds came to an end, and so too did her time with Noemi and the stranger called Zascha.
Her new drink took her to a land of minipet battling, wherein she turned her hat sideways (because that meant she was serious). She had her faithful treats and phoenix hatchlings beside her, ready to take down any fierce competitor- especially her rival's.
Luck would have it that her Rival happened to be in the same city, heading towards the exercise facility. "HEY. CURLY-HEAD. LET'S DO THIS."
"Maebe ...?"
Maybe? What the ******** did she mean maybe? "NOT MAYBE, DEFINITELY."
EVENT 8: You drink a drink that tastes a little mellow. You dream a dream where you are getting married. As you walk up to the altar you realize the bride/groom isn't who you were expecting but instead, (the character of the person who posted above you. If there isn't one just pick a friend of your character). You say something to them and they respond with (whatever garbled dialogue the post above you has). A choice is made.
Oh, good. Drinking games? Lex hadn't done one of those since college. He ingested the bottle quickly, not noticing anything about the flavor. Hell, it could have used a little more...
A church, a bell tower, a priest, an arch, and an audience. Lex was in suit, and there was a faceless man on either side of him. One handed him a ring, and the other asked if he were going to take the woman standing across from him as his wife.
Wife? But, Lex had never proposed to Ami. Besides, this person looked too tall for Ami, had a very different posture. Lex stayed silent, instead lifting the veil to see..
"Chel? I hardly know her!"
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Nio Love rolled 1 12-sided dice:
2Total: 2 (1-12)
Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 1:51 pm
Picking up another vial felt easier now. She was handling these like a pro. But as she drank the next one, a new face entered her vision, and she knew this one was going to hurt.
"This will be my greatest triumph! Prepare to die by my hand, Maebe baby!" The words were cheesy, and the outfits even cheesier, but the effect was the same. Cami had become her arch-villain, and she was about to dispatch Maebe once and for all.
You're important to me, whether you like it or not.
She heard Cami's real words in her head, even as this over-dramatic, fake Cami pulled an arrow to string and point directly at her head. Beside her, Lex was standing there, screaming. "Chel? I hardly know her!" He was having an entirely different conversation, and Maebe ignored it in favor of looking down the shaft of that arrow, to the woman holding the bow.
She smiled.
"I'm glad it was you." Maebe muttered under her breath, before closing her eyes.
EVENT 2: You drink a drink that tastes a little bittersweet. You dream a dream where you are defeated by your archnemesis, who happens to also be your best friend/lover/etc. Your arch-nemesis also has a sidekick, who is (the character of the person who posted above you. If there isn't one just pick a friend of your character). You have to witness a few potentially cheesy lines from your archnemesis and sidekick (that says whatever garbled dialogue the post above you has) and you say a few words yourself before you are slain and wake up.
EVENT 6: You drink a drink that tastes a little alcoholic. You dream a dream where everything you experienced is a part of an online game. The actual name of your best friend and identity is (the character of the person who posted above you. If there isn't one just pick a friend of your character). You play around with them and they are more than happy to give you MMO advice saying (whatever garbled dialogue the post above you has).
Huh...Molly took another drink of another bottle.
She was never into computer games...but Maebe had been hounding her and of course she caved. Okay. She'd give it a try! It was...rather frightening at times, just for a computer game! She'd been jumping in front of her screen so much at the noises that filled her head set, but her friend's voice coming through the noisy clatter helped kept her in there. She spent the rest of the night barely making it through as Maebe gave her pointers on how to play.
EVENT 11: You drink a drink that tastes a little grapey. You dream a dream where your power is compromised, and you must sacrifice someone for the sake of everyone else. You pick (the character of the person who posted above you. If there isn't one just pick a friend of your character). You say something to them and they respond with (whatever garbled dialogue the post above you has).
The bottles on the table smelled of food. Qarah curled its lip disgustedly. Food that was not meat, food that would be sweet in its mouth. It did not want to drink any of the bottles in this room, but it seemed that it had no choice.
It chose one at random and drank.
It sat on a throne, bone and dust, and heard the soft report of one of its thralls. An intruder in the western burrow, one who must not be allowed to escape. That area could be closed off, but it would have to send one in, one who would seal it off and then face the prowling thing locked inside with the one.
It scanned the throne room and chose, chose a plump female with a cascade of red hair. Just a human, and so it explained the situation in simple terms that a human would understand. "You will go down into the western burrow and close off the gate," it said, and patted her gently on the head. Humans were so soft and fragile. "You will not come back. You will do a good job and protect us all." That would appeal to her.
"Thank you so much!" she chirped, and went off cheerfully to do her duty. Humans, Qarah reflected as it gave the orders, were so strange. More willing than it had ever expected to provide help, even though they could not return after they died once.
It shook its head and chattered its teeth with distaste at the cloying-sweet and oddly purple taste left in its mouth. Cloying-sweet -- that was a good descriptor of the dream it had had. It had clearly not found the right bottle.
Horseman of Famine, tall and androgynous with permanent bitchface.
Event 12: You drink a drink that tastes a little peachy.. You dream a dream where you are in a fantastic, colourful forest setting. A girl is seated on a mushroom but she has no face, just a blue dress and white apron with gold hair. She beckons you forward, and gives you a small hug. "You can do it", she whispers, and then you are back in this room, and in front of you is the open door. You exit.
Well...that wasn't too bad at all! Molly eyed the bottles curiously and picked up another, liking the peachy flavor.
By far, though, this was her favorite dream. She loved the forset and the girl, the poor girl with no face, gave her a hug and then encouraged her on. It made her heart swell, and before she knew it she was back in the room, except the door was open.
Oh! She recognized a familiar frame beyond the door, and Molly quickly abandoned the table of bottles to skitter through the door and latch onto Dakota, tearing up.
She missed him.
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Nio Love rolled 1 12-sided dice:
7Total: 7 (1-12)
Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 2:13 pm
The next vial hurt when she drank it. She couldn't tell if it was the liquid itself, of the way her throat had closed up with pain after that last dream. Nonetheless, returning to the bliss of a new vision was welcome. Even if it did end up being a destroyed world, where she was alone.
It felt good to be alone. She hated it so much, normally. But now..
Molly the mollu hobbled obediently by her side, staying strangely silent this time. Perhaps she understood the gravity of the moment. She understood that Maebe was better left in silence, alone.
"Good girl." Maebe whispered down to the little creature. "You know what's best."
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EVENT 7: You drink a drink that tastes a little sharp and acidic. You dream a dream where you live in a post-apocalyptic world where all your friends have died. Your only companion is a talking minipet named (the character of the person who posted above you. If there isn't one just pick a friend of your character). They mostly say insane things such as (whatever garbled dialogue the post above you has). You deal with a solitary life alone.
Event 12: You drink a drink that tastes a little peachy.. You dream a dream where you are in a fantastic, colourful forest setting. A girl is seated on a mushroom but she has no face, just a blue dress and white apron with gold hair. She beckons you forward, and gives you a small hug. "You can do it", she whispers, and then you are back in this room, and in front of you is the open door. You exit.
Okay, that was weird. Thankful it was all just a dream. Lex picked up the next bottle and chugged, hoping to get out quickly or at least leave the thought of he and Chel being married behind.
A girl sat on a mushroom in a fantastical forest, a scene that was only vaguely familiar to Lex. Maybe he'd seen something like it in a movie as a child. She encouraged him and gave him a hug, which he returned gingerly. He didn't quite know why, but the fact that a faceless little girl believed in him somehow made the man feel much better.
He woke from the dream state to find the door open, a small smile returning to his face for the first time since he'd entered the tower. He went through quickly, not wanting to stick around and experience any more weird dreams.
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11Total: 11 (1-12)
Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 2:25 pm
The best part about this vial was not that it had a delicious grape taste, though she thoroughly enjoyed that. No, the best part was when she was forced to sacrifice someone for her own gain. She pointed at Lex out of the crowd of faceless people, and then waved a hand.
"It'll be quick," She promised. But she didn't really know that. And she really didn't care.
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EVENT 11: You drink a drink that tastes a little grapey. You dream a dream where your power is compromised, and you must sacrifice someone for the sake of everyone else. You pick (the character of the person who posted above you. If there isn't one just pick a friend of your character). You say something to them and they respond with (whatever garbled dialogue the post above you has).
One more drink, and this one finally tasted like ACTUAL alcohol. This bottle she downed completely, not leaving a single drop left for anyone at all.
Once again her hair was dyed a second and third color in a lovely purple to yellow ombre. She gained a pirate's hat and a long brandished sword erupted in her right hand.
She was back to wonderland. "God ******** dammit ALICE."
At least she had her best friend, random blonde girl with her. "It'll be quick."
EVENT 9: You drink a drink that tastes a little fizzy. You dream a dream where you have become the ultimate minipet collector and battle master. Your rival however, is the son of the Professor Deadoak, named (the character of the person who posted above you. If there isn't one just pick a friend of your character). You challenge them to a minipet battle and they respond with (whatever garbled dialogue the post above you has). A choice is made.
Qarah drank another bottle, grimacing. This one tickled over its tongue like insect feet. That was certainly nice than the sweet stuff.
It wore strange human clothing and carried at its belt a number of minipet capsules. It was interested in minipets as it had never been; it loved its minipets, had given them all named and doted on them and trained them to battle. It felt oddly cheerful and optimistic, looked forward to facing this pink-haired human girl in battle, as it had before.
"I wish to prove my skill," it said to her, lifting a minipet capsule to indicate that it was issuing a challenge.
"Yeah, I hope so, ya dumb NPC," she replied. Jarring and odd, and Qarah was faintly offended. It was not an NPC. It had more lines than that.
She remembered the taste of this one, and she knew what was coming. Ah, the terrible outfits. The minipets in balls. And this time, her rival was a stranger, an enigma of person that was clearly from the wrong side. Horseman, perhaps? He had that look about him. Or she did. Uh.
"Yeah, I'll just. Pick this one." She took the minipet, summoning it to start a battle. Instead, she was rewarded with an enigmatic response; "I wish to prove my skill."
Maebe gestured to the minipets, boredly. "Prove away, buddy."
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EVENT 9: You drink a drink that tastes a little fizzy. You dream a dream where you have become the ultimate minipet collector and battle master. Your rival however, is the son of the Professor Deadoak, named (the character of the person who posted above you. If there isn't one just pick a friend of your character). You challenge them to a minipet battle and they respond with (whatever garbled dialogue the post above you has). A choice is made.
Chel was almost getting bored with the tower's lack of creativity. It was at least better than the rotating doors, wherein she'd just walked through a few doors. Had to give thanks for that, at least.
She challenged blonde NPC girl (my my, Maebe was showing up everywhere) to a pokemon duel, totally kicked her a** and then returned to the bottle room. Fun stuff.
Was there supposed to be a point to all these bottles or was she just supposed to down all of them? She could totally be okay with downing more bottles. That was a relief at least.
