Running headlong into the door that barred the next set of floors, Millie wanted a promotion more than anything. She wanted to make her king proud. She wanted her kingdom to have ALL the miasma because the Voice said so.
A large, painful looking floor trap made a loud "SCHINK!" where Millie's foot had been only a moment before.
Screaming constantly and loudly, not from fear at the rubble around her, but from the adrenaline rush she received from the earlier floors.
Millie had lost all sense of danger and well... sense. Leaping up the next set of stairs with abandon, all Millie could see in her head was her kingdom falling as the walls of the silver tower crumbled around her.
Surely the top had the most Miasma of all and Millie would be the one to bring it home. Her kingdom and her king would be safe.
Just as she reached the top floor however, Millie took one look back at the floors she had just scaled and promptly passed out. The last thing she saw was an etching in the last stair... "Infinity is greater than one."
Events: 4) Your suspicion and paranoia get the better of you as you attack the opponent closest to you. You do melee damage to them. Randomly select any player close to yours as the target (ally or enemy) 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points 9) You spot an odd rusted key. It actually seems extremely out of place in the staircase you are standing on. You pick it up
On one of the stair cases, he say something that he didn’t remember being there before. “One is less than five." He paused, and memorized it before he worked his way up to the 6-10 levels it dodging more debris and keeping his head covered as best he could, trying to focus. The card from the trash king still in rested in his bag, and he wondered if maybe the etching was some sort of clue. To what, he wasn’t sure yet.
((advancing to levels 5-6))
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HP: 47/50 Kingdom: Silver working with blue Rank: Wild card Floor: Ground Miasma Points: 1 Character: Andrew Description: He is small, looking around 14 or 15, and dressed in silver cloths. Short stubby horns protrude from his head and he has a pair of short useless wings that animate when he’s upset. His colorings are various browns and tans. Slung over his shoulder is a bag. Events “ 10- pick up a vial 10- pick up a vial 7- fall down the stairs
A new set of floors and a new clue to the riddle from the beginning... So much to do about infinity, he had no idea what it meant. Riddles weren't exactly his thing.
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Julian the Ranger (And Alpha the Dire Wolf) HP: -9 = 35/50 Kingdom: Green Rank: Knight Floor: 11-20 Miasma Gathered: 13 + 2 = 15
Description: Julian is a harpy. His hands are covered in hard, burned-orange skin and his hair is more feathery. He's dressed in brown leggings, a dark leather vest, long sleeved linen shirt, and molted brown and green cloak. His dire wolf is a mixture of brown and dark gray and large enough for him to ride. He carries a short sword, a bow, and a quiver of arrows.
Special events Used all three. (Lucky fluffbutt got all Miasma events XD)
Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 1:28 pm
Using 2nd Event: 9
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9) You spot an odd rusted key. It actually seems extremely out of place in the staircase you are standing on. You pick it up
"You okay?" Saliva asked, dusting off her charge with a cloth as he pouted at her.
"No. Harrison knows I'm not cut out for this. I might have been in the jungle before, but in a falling tower?"
"Hey, you opened your mouth to him to say you could be of use, and he believes it."
"I only did that out of obligation." Melvin continued, frowning before glancing down.
"What is it?"
"A key." He said, looking it over.
"Might help us open a locked door. Keep it." She said, and then pressed on.
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Names: Melvin Wood / Saliva Current HP remaining: 33/40 Rank Ability : Pawn Character kingdom: Blue Kingdom Floor: FLOOR 6-10 Miasma Gathered: 4
Character description:b[/] Melvin is a tall blonde man in glasses, skinny and skittish. Dressed in jeans, sneakers, and a blue hoodie that he seems to be hiding in, he's guarded by a busty, tan, exotic beauty named Saliva. The guard is wearing a tank top, skirt, and baseball cap, with large, long ringlets or red hair down her back.
((using event two)) On floor 6, or was it 7, Andrew wandered off the stairs. He had spotted a few people from other kingdoms and was currently avoiding a very large nasty looking one by dodging into another room. The stairs were long and he didn't want to stick around too much longer, the debris looked worst as he went up. But strangely he found another vial in the room he was hiding in. Shrugging he added it to his bag.
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HP: 41/50 Kingdom: Silver working with blue Rank: Wild card Floor: Ground Miasma Points: 2 Character: Andrew Description: He is small, looking around 14 or 15, and dressed in silver cloths. Short stubby horns protrude from his head and he has a pair of short useless wings that animate when he’s upset. His colorings are various browns and tans. Slung over his shoulder is a bag. Events “ 10- pick up a vial 10- pick up a vial 7- fall down the stairs
"You should have changed your dress." Po was shaking her head as she helped Candace up after a piece of ceiling had hit her square in the head upon entering.
"I didn't want to waste time...what's that over there?" Candace pointed at an etching in the wall, waking closer to it. Po cursed after another piece of rock fell and nearly hit Candace, taking the hit for her instead. Candace frowned. "Careful. Harrison said no unnecessary risks."
"You are a necessary--"
"One is less than five..." Both women exchanged a 'no s**t?!' look before they continued up the stairs. As they were bombarded with more falling debris Candace worried she might have to admit she was wrong about taking time to change. On one floor she stopped. "Do you feel that..?"
Po nodded, kicking around some debris until she found it. An artifact. "Got it."
Candace smiled. "Good, lets keep going."
Names: Candace and Po (Atropos) HP: 46/50 Kingdom: Blue Rank: Rook Events:3, 2 and 6 omg the dice love me <333 Floor: 1-5 Miasma collected: 2 Description: See avatar for Candace. Po is taller, with curly violet hair, and wearing a pinstripe suit.
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<> HP: 43/50 Miasma: 12 Kingdom: Red Role: Rook Description: Mot is awesome? He was a chiropractor, and now he is trying to save his Kingdom. He's mild mannered, friendly, and sometimes a little clumsy when he is nervous.
Mot had gathered a fair bit of Miasma. He wasn't sure if it was enough, but rather than brave another floor of falling debris, he chose to fall back. Back to his ow Kingdom.
The next landing was in sight. West quickened his pace, feet scrabbling on the gritty floor. He knew he shouldn't have been trying to hurry through this crumbling tower, but he did so anyway, caught up in a moment of unthinking excitement. His shoe slid sideways on the next step and West's eyes went wide as he dropped and dropped and dropped...
He expected to see white when he hit the ground. A light at the end of the tunnel. Instead there was a flash of blue and orange and suddenly he was back on the landing he had fallen from. West still managed to drop from a height of about four feet, but he was certainly not dead.
Pressing his fingers to his chest, he took a deep breath and wobbled to his feet just in time to see their shoeless Red queen ascending the stairs after him. West bowed quickly. No, he hadn't just arrived here from a strange portal and fallen on his a**. Not at all.
"My queen."
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HP: 25/40
Kingdom: Red Rank: Pawn Miasma: 9 Floor: 11-20
Description: West is a long-haired, explosive-wielding citizen of the Red kingdom. KA-BOOM
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You slip, and somehow notice a secret portal! You can skip immediately to floor 11. You slip, and find yourself reeling backwards. You end up in the ground floor (but no need to roll events again). You spot an odd rusted key. It actually seems extremely out of place in the staircase you are standing on. You pick it up.
The Sun, Penumbral Paladin of the Shadow Kingdom, stopped before the Tower, looking up at the ruin of a once majestic landmark. She admired what it had been with her ever present smile, but was quick to enter the Tower. Her King had set her a task, and she would carry it out to the best of her ability.
The riddle set as a warning to all who entered quickly caught her attention, and Sun took a moment to crouch before it, tracing the letters lightly. This was fresh. To her knowledge, though, the Silver Kingdom had collapsed but a short time ago. Who had left this warning?
She looked to the base of the stairs, and its long spiral upward. Perhaps more would be revealed as she ascended? The Sun stood up, and began her climb.
She wished shields worked as well going upwards as they did going downstairs.
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Name: The Sun Kingdom: Shadow (Black) Rank: Knight HP: 50/50 Miasma points: Nada Floor: Entrance
Description: The Sun is a petite Shadow in ornate armor, which glimmers from the golden light she seems to give off. Her head is mostly covered in a hood, save for the face, which is half-covered by a mask with the sun carved into its surface like a singular eye. The mouth beneath the mask is rarely seen without a smile.
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Events: 1) The tower is tall, and creates suspicion and paranoia. You see a shadow leaping at you, and in a fit of fear you attack them. It is your ally. You do damage equal to your RANK's melee dice (ie: if you are a Queen you do 2d12 - 4 damage, ouch!) If you are the only player from your Kingdom here, you do this damage to yourself 7) You slip, and find yourself reeling backwards. You end up in the ground floor (but no need to roll events again) 1) The tower is tall, and creates suspicion and paranoia. You see a shadow leaping at you, and in a fit of fear you attack them. It is your ally. You do damage equal to your RANK's melee dice (ie: if you are a Queen you do 2d12 - 4 damage, ouch!) If you are the only player from your Kingdom here, you do this damage to yourself
Whatever had caused her to fall and drop several floors before, was carefully avoided the second time around, allowing her access to the upper floors. She was getting closer, she could feel it, but the paranoia was starting to take its effect.
Name: Kat Stats: White Knight HP: 12/50 Special Events: 9 (Rusted Key Found)7 (Slips and falls)1 (Hits an ally) Floor: 11 - 20 Miasma Points: 13 Appearance: Looks like this
After managing to get back on the stairs, and avoid a large gap, Andrew made his way up more in almost silence. Without anyone to occupy his thoughts, his mind went back to seeing this place the way it was supposed to be, how it was. and that lead him back to a mental image of his brother lying dead downstairs. tears clouded his vision and he slipped plummeting down to the ground floor again.
He laid there stunned for a few minutes before picking himself back up. One of the bottles in his bag had broken, and wine spilled out everywhere. He removed it and as much of the glass as possible before heading back up the stairs. The fall shook him, but he was ok, somehow. Everything hurt, but nothing seemed broken. It seemed he would not be catching up to Melvin and Saliva.
On his second trip pass on of the staircases, he spotted another etche, "Five is less than infinity." what in the world? was this some sort of math problem? He made a note to keep on the look out for more of them as he made his way up.
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HP: 41/50 Kingdom: Silver working with blue Rank: Wild card Floor: Ground Miasma Points: 2 Character: Andrew Description: He is small, looking around 14 or 15, and dressed in silver cloths. Short stubby horns protrude from his head and he has a pair of short useless wings that animate when he’s upset. His colorings are various browns and tans. Slung over his shoulder is a bag. Events “ 10- pick up a vial 10- pick up a vial 7- fall down the stairs
Than felt his heart sinking in his chest, plummeting down to his toes as he walked through the streets to the tower. It was as though he were trapped in a nightmare, everything that he had once known and loved made mockery of. He found himself shivering, fingers clutching at his own ragged sleeves as though the feel of something real and yielding would remind him that he was not the only living being in this place.
Ascending to the tower, he noted that there were the sounds of people in the halls, but still everything seemed unnatural, ghostly.
Somehow he knew he didn't at all want to remain in one place for very long.
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Character: Thannas Current HP: 50 Kingdom: Silver (helping Red) Current Floors: Ground Events: 9 (Rusted Key Found) 7 (Slips and falls) 1 (Hits an ally) Miasma Points: N/A Time: N/A Description: Thannas is a 5'3" pale-skinned young man with long dark hair, the top half pulled up into a high ponytail. He's sporting a white peasant's shirt, dark pants and a blue-trimmed silver tunic. He is barefoot. He's currently terribly battered and wearing an adhesive bandage over his right eye (and a few other places).
Actually, considering just how rickety the stair case was, the Sun felt that stair sledding wasn't recommended. The Tower was clearly unstable. Bits of wood and stone fell about her, creating an arhythmic chorus of clacks, patters, and the occasional large thud. The small Shadow proceeded with care. Not out of concern for her well being, but she knew her comrades were attempting the ascent as well.
The going was rough, though. Within the first five floors, the Sun stopped to collect a small amount of miasma, and ended up triggering a landslide of debri. A quick retreat kept her out of the worst of the shower, but she managed to take quite a few scrapes for her trouble.
As she continued, she noticed another scrawled message, and paused to muse over it for a moment. Curiouser and curiouser.
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Name: The Sun Kingdom: Shadow (Black) Rank: Knight HP: 45/50 Miasma points: 3 Floor: 1-5
Description: The Sun is a petite Shadow in ornate armor, which glimmers from the golden light she seems to give off. Her head is mostly covered in a hood, save for the face, which is half-covered by a mask with the sun carved into its surface like a singular eye. The mouth beneath the mask is rarely seen without a smile.
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Events: 1) The tower is tall, and creates suspicion and paranoia. You see a shadow leaping at you, and in a fit of fear you attack them. It is your ally. You do damage equal to your RANK's melee dice (ie: if you are a Queen you do 2d12 - 4 damage, ouch!) If you are the only player from your Kingdom here, you do this damage to yourself 7) You slip, and find yourself reeling backwards. You end up in the ground floor (but no need to roll events again) 1) The tower is tall, and creates suspicion and paranoia. You see a shadow leaping at you, and in a fit of fear you attack them. It is your ally. You do damage equal to your RANK's melee dice (ie: if you are a Queen you do 2d12 - 4 damage, ouch!) If you are the only player from your Kingdom here, you do this damage to yourself
"Candace." Po stopped her as they approached the 6th floor, pointing at the staircase. "Five is less than infinity. One is less than five..." Candace arched a brow and thought back to the last etching they'd seen. Huh, good point...hadn't there also been something at the beginning? It had said beware but it had been a question...
Suddenly she laughed. "What kind of warning is in question form with cryptic lines that make no sense?"
Po blinked. "...A riddle?" At Candace's nod she gasped and looked to the staircase again. That made sense! So the higher they got the more lines they got to see! Okay! "Let's keep going." No longer did she want to leave to protect her girl, now Po wanted to see the answer to this riddle. On top but below...end but beginning..interesting. As they walked Candace's heel broke, sending the woman unceremoniously to the floor with a startled cry. Po turned and quickly got down to her side. "Candy!"
Candace raised a hand. "I'm fine...my shoe," she reached back to unstrap the expensive shoe from her foot and show it to her partner. "Not so much. I liked this pair, too."
"You say that about all your shoes..come on." Candace laughed and nodded in agreement. But she stopped before she was completely on her feet. "What?"
"A portal..come on let's see where it goes!" Candace stepped through before Po could protest, finding themselves on the other side at...another staircase. Candace wasn't even sure how high up she was anymore. She hoped it was up and not down to where she had started. That rock sure didn't look familiar. Shrugging, the pair continued up the stairs, keeping a watchful eye out for falling debris. They were fine at first, a small piece of stone getting swatted away here and there; it was the last staircase that nearly did Candace in. The woman stepped onto a step that almost instantly crumbled beneath her. She cried out with surprise, clinging to Po as the woman grabbed her arm and pulled her up and against her slim form.
"Shshsh I've got ya, I've got ya. It's okay." Po murmured into Candace's hair, picking her up and carrying her up the last few steps. When they stopped the room shook. With a hissed curse Po threw herself over Candace, blocking as much of the collapsing ceiling as she could. She was mostly successful, the tackle did knock her partner to the floor. Candace stared wide-eyed up at Po after the dust had settled.
"Po.." She frowned, and then she suddenly grabbed her by the front of her open jacket and kissed her. The purple-haired woman returned the kiss at first, at least until she winced and sat up again. "You're hurt?"
"I'll be fine, I've had worse. You?"
"I'm okay...I love you." Po chuckled and stood, helping Candace up.
"I love you too. Come on, we've got to be near the top now."
Names: Candace and Po (Atropos) HP: 35/50 Kingdom: Blue Rank: Rook Events:3, 2 and 6 omg the dice love me <333 Floor: 11-20 Miasma collected: 4 Description: See avatar for Candace. Po is taller, with curly violet hair, and wearing a pinstripe suit.
Oh cosmic hell! The tower was about to come down on his head! There was no more time for caution, he had to get moving and now! Glaive brandished in front of him, tail lashing behind, Sheridan charged up the steps. He did not dare stop, even though debris fell toward him. He would pay a high price for this action, taking several hits and gashes to his arms, shoulders, and back. Each time he winced, but did not stop his strides.
There were only two moments he dared to pause in his steps, collecting the precious miasma he discovered along the way.
Reaching the 21st floor, he found he could continue no longer, he would have to stop to rest. He only hoped the tower didn't crush him in the meantime.
Description: Very tall and slender, Sheridan is a dragon with a long tail, wings, and antlers. He carries a glaive
events: 2) You feel a warm hand guiding you, you feel safer, but for some reason as you turn around, noone is close by. You are healed for 10 HP 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points 5) Your carelessness summons a whole swarm of strange mist-like creatures! They attack everyone in your party (ie: everyone who belongs to your Kingdom). Each player takes - 5 damage ))
