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prolixity rolled 1 12-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-12)
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 Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 3:20 pm
Quote: 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. This drink was more pleasant yet, sharp and acidy and nice. If it must have drinks, it liked this sort better. It wandered a ruined world alone. That suited it just fine. Nobody to annoy it or interfere it, though sometimes it faintly missed having someone to taunt or hiss at. The vaisel that accompanied it over tangled ruins and drifts of sand did not speak either.
Mostly, they were content.3/10
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Nio Love rolled 1 12-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 3:27 pm
And here she was again. The bittersweet drink had her facing an archnemesis again, but this time it was Qarah by his side. His? It wasn't Cami holding out her bow anymore. She frowned, staring at the familiar man with an unfamiliar face. "THIS IS THE END, MAEBE!" Otto cried out, summoning the giant boomerang and swinging it back behind him. She was too close, and she knew he meant to take off her entire head with it. But it didn't make sense, to see him there with that particular brand of hatred in his eyes. It wasn't comical like Cami's, or over-exaggerated. It was real, and yet so unlike him. "I figured the end was coming," She admitted, confusion clear on her face. "Just not like this." She had actually turned him into the worst of herself, in this vision. She had succeeded. And she was looking at the end product of all he'd become, filled with vile and black hatred. Just like her. This, not that handsome man she'd seen earlier, was Otto's real future. And it was all her fault. Quote: 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. 9/10
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chiickadee rolled 1 12-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 3:33 pm
One more bottle, one more crazy acid trip. She'd had worse, honestly.
"I figured this was coming, just not like ... well like this," Blonde NPC garbled to her. The words seemed to have the wrong effect, as though they were rearranged, meant for someone else. Chel looked down and considered the blonde NPC's clothing to be a VAST improvement over her past outfits. Now she was outfitted in nearly nothing, a few straps of leather, a thong, a belt. Hell ******** yeah.
"Where is this? Wh-" Her sentence was cut short by the ruffling of feathers and a weight on her back. When she turned, beautiful pink wings graced her back with black tips. "I GET WINGS? Oh we're staying here."
Chel was taking this bottle to go. Even if the dream ended, she swiped a bottle and tossed it into her jacket pocket. Yup. No big deal.
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 12-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 3:36 pm
Cee panted a bit, exhilirated and afraid that her weapon may have machinations against her. This place seemed to be telling her that over and over. With a glance around (finding no exit still) she drank another bottle.
The world was suddenly darker, dusky, and she felt cold. Above her head shone a giant pumpkin where she assumed a moon would be. Cee's eyes darted down to her own body, still voluptuous and toned but... greenish grey..
"What?" Her hand raised before her eyes, fingers each stitched on at the knuckle. She touched her hair, which was delightfully big, but in pulling down a strand found a white streak. "THE FUHCK?"
"Where is this? Wh-"
Cee looked up to see a girl in almost nothing with pink wings. "It's a ******** NIGHTMARE Is what it is!"
The girl turned to her and got serious, "Oh we're staying here."
Cee looked around and took in the landscape of Halloween.
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Sexy Cocaine rolled 1 12-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 3:40 pm
Quote: EVENT 10: You drink a drink that tastes a little citrusy. You dream a dream where you go to Pigfarts school of magic. You are sorted into one of four Houses (you pick the names) and you encounter a rival while you are getting your wand, and they are (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).
At least he still had his stuffed cat.
The boil cautiously walked in, ears twitching and turning each way in an effort to sense danger before it smashed his adorable douchey face in.
Nobody was here?
No. It was just him, Mr. Mao-Mao, and the bottles.
Li Shou scuttled over to the table, eying the note before plucking one of the bottles. "My parents are sure to let me come home after I tell them I've been forced to drink strange, unknown liquids..."
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Li Shou stood nervously in line, twisting at the sleeves of his robes as he watched the other children receive their verdict. "Videogames!" The videogame house cheered as their new member was warmly accepted into the group. The young boil figured he could deal with being sorted into that one, but it was not the house he truly desired.
"Smelly old lady!" Another loud, geriatric cheer as yet another student had been sorted. Kinda hard to believe they were a student, what with the wrinkles and big purple hat.
"Glass of water!" The most humdrum of the houses. Everyone in it was so plain. Jack help him if he ended up there.
As the hat was sat atop his head, Li Shou shook out of anxiousness.
"... Swedish fish!"
And suddenly his fears were quelled. Yes. This was truly the best of the houses.
Later that day, he took a stroll down to the wand shop, choosing the instrument that looked like, you guessed it, a fish. As he reached out to grab the wand, however, another hand reached to take it from the other side.
It was... Helmut?
"This is my wand, pick one that better conforms to your smelly old lady house!"
He couldn't make out what she was saying. It just sounded like... gibberish.
Huh.
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Nio Love rolled 1 12-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 3:42 pm
She was back in the online game, which had been the most boring of all the vials she'd imbibed. So she trudged through, being led by a person she'd never met, who was apparently close to her in this world. She hardly paid any attention to the advice she was being given, because she knew it wouldn't make any sense in the context of the game, anyway. Nothing had made sense in these dreams. She was tired of it. "Yeah. Okay. Thanks." She waved the person away, and finished the quest, because that was what had fished her out of the dream last time. Sure enough, she awoke from the dream and found herself finally seeing an exit ahead. Maebe breathed a sigh of relief. "Boring. But at least it's over now." Quote: 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). 10/10
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chiickadee rolled 1 12-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 3:48 pm
Chel just stayed in her magical horseman world. Yay.
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prolixity rolled 1 12-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 4:00 pm
Quote: 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 sacrifice again, replaying like some insane recording, and Qarah picked a different human this time, curious; would she thank it too? She did not; she only stared at it in sullen silence until escorted away, leaving it doubting whether she would do the task, or would instead allow the creature out and into the halls. 4/10
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Sexy Cocaine rolled 1 12-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 4:21 pm
Quote: 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.
The small boil's only companion was a bony horse-like minipet, unfriendly and wild. It wasn't much of a companion, but it was the kind he deserved. It told him sweet insane nothings from a distance, and such was the only thing that kept him moving, for the only thing worse than mad gibberish... Was silence.
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chiickadee rolled 1 12-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 4:23 pm
Back to the princess-dragon world. This time it was a tiny cat person.
It's like the matrix was glitching or something.
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Skye Starrfyre rolled 1 12-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 4:33 pm
"Just so we're clear, Meowmeow, I am not drinking a goddamn thing you suggest again." He snorted, reaching for the next bottle, tossing it down with a quick swig, coughing at the unexpected fizz. "Crap. Not again..." ...... In this reality he was... A real douchebag, from the looks of things. He took a moment to poke at his fingerless gloves before making an adjustment to his bandana, fumbling around for a moment once something chimed in his back pocket. Dad has something for us. Come to the Minicenter when you've got a chance! He sent a quick text back to Chel letting her know that he'd be there shortly. Knowing her, though, she had already been there long enough to get a rundown of things just so she could sit and say 'told you so' while he got a lecture on punctuality. He rolled his eyes, stuffing his Minidex back into his pocket before grabbing his backpack and his fear capsules. Running into Chel always turned into a minipet battle. Chel just couldn't accept that he was the very best, the best there ever was. "C'mon, Peek'at'chuu, we've got work to do." 
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chiickadee rolled 1 12-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 4:35 pm
(ignore pls, have to wait 2 more minutes. counted wrong lmao)
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chiickadee rolled 1 12-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 4:43 pm
Chel stayed in her horsemen dreamland, soaring above the treetops and feeling content with the way the wind brushed across her feathers. It was sunny, but drifting through the clouds left her with a damp sort of cool that kept her at a comfortable temperature. She only wished everyone else was here to see how beautiful things look from up here. With the sun barely setting, she was happy to remain here for a little while.
Certainly, she wasn't any farther away from her problems on Deus. Nevada was dead. Her friends were still questionable in their allegiance. She might have been (unbeknownst to her) developing a crush on the iron jolly giant himself.
Yet here, with her ridiculous pink wings, she could get a temporary release from that. It wasn't healthy, to say the least. It certainly didn't solve her problems, nor did it really make her feel happy in any sense of the word.
It did, however, give her temporary non-existence. At the end of the day, Chel didn't want to die. Most people she knew hardly wanted to die. She did, however, like most of us, want to temporarily not exist for a while. That might have sounded like a strange request, but sometimes she wanted to simply step back and neither harm nor benefit the world. That was what video games did for her, a temporary non-existence.
She landed back on the ground with a dull thud, glancing around for her blonde NPC friend. Instead, she found ALICE sitting on a stump, almost waiting for her. The little girl began speaking, but Chel dismissed her. "Sorry ALICE. Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me three times and I stop giving a s**t." Chel had definitely stopped giving a s**t about the melodrama of this MMO world. She left through the opening ALICE had created, and continued her climb up the tower.
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Sexy Cocaine rolled 1 12-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 5:11 pm
Quote: 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.
"You're going down!" The boil shouted, pointing his finger at the pink haired woman. "I'm gonna kick your a**, cotton candy head!"
Who, in turn, responded: "Sorry ALICE. Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me three times and I stop giving a s**t."
Li Shou's finger slowly lowered. S-so... Did that mean they weren't going to battle?
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 5:21 pm
[EXITING]
With Molly in tow, Dakota all but flew out the door.
NO MORE DREAMS THANK YOU.
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