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Lucyal rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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 Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 8:38 am
Molly just really liked that green pool...and she foolishly hoped the serene green color would save her from the kaleidoscope of colors and nightmarish delusions...but it didn't. Instead she took a sip and she felt...more weak and vulnerable. Like she was even less powerless to help herself. The trainee whimpered, and wobbled to her feet as she scurried off once more. Pools: 3 / 4 Total Rolls: 5 / 10 Other Stuff: Sleep, youth (age 20), youth (age 17), fear, youth (age 14)
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Lucyal rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 8:44 am
Molly fell to her knees in front of a yellow pool, and hoped that if she just kept drinking like that other room she had been in, it would lead her out eventually. Hopefully. She cupped her hands and took a sip, and on top of her heart racing and the shadows menacingly dancing in the corners of the room...there seemed to be...whispering as well. Molly's heart kicked it up a notch, and she wondered...hoped...if she was just seeing things from being tired? She had gotten a decent amount of sleep last night though...she thought... She wasn't sure anymore. Despite the chaos that was wrecking her sense, though she had just enough clarity to recognize a door...a door that hadn't been there previously...oh, good! She scrambled to the door, and out. [Exit] Pools: 4 / 4 Total Rolls: 6 / 10 Other Stuff: Sleep, youth (age 20), youth (age 17), fear, youth (age 14), insanity
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Seiana_ZI rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 8:54 am
[ Pool of Youth ]
"Yeah, drink more!" confirmed Ignatius, laughing more. His eyes didn't seem to be totally focused, wandering around and observing everything else just as much as he was observing Piper and Brenley. "And smile more! She likes that!"
At that, he laughed a bit harder.
"... Not so cute, pff," Ignatius snickered again at the brilliant usage of words, taking a fee moments before he realized he had been left behind. Oh, he should drink more too. Drinking was good. It made him feel a little loopy. Snickering, Ignatius followed after the big poof of not so big hair.
For a moment, Ignatius observed her, before intelligently noting, "Tiny poof is small..." He turned his attention to the pool, deciding to try it himself.
Ignatius had always been fairly in shape, but now he looked more lithe, limbs still a tad gangly. His face wasn't as filled out, but his hair was longer and left down to frame his face. The glowing of his skin and eyes lost a bit of it's current intensity, though it was definitely still present.
And he was a tad shorter.
Just a tad though.
"They're like noodles," giggled Ignatius with his now higher voice, waving his arms around.
Pools: 2/4
Total Rolls: 2/10
Other Stuff: sleep 1, youth 1 (equivalent 15)
Smerdle so much for not splitting up
Ol-j-man let the copycatting resume!
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robot kitten rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 9:11 am
[Entering- Pool of Sleep] 1/4 pools tasted
After leaving the area of sliding rooms, Kenta wandered up a stairway to find himself looking at an expansive palace. How there was a palace inside the spire he wasn’t sure, but there it was. And, he opened one of the nearer doors, it had pools. Oh bother, he muttered to himself. What is it with people and making so many water things? Can’t there be a pit of sand instead of a pool or something? But he was thirsty, wandering about in those shifting rooms and climbing the stairs had been a small workout.
Approaching cautiously (you could never know if it was trapped or guarded), Kenta quickly grabbed a handful of water and scuttled backwards before drinking it. It wasn’t too deep… but any amount of water greater than a puddle caused him to become anxious and nervous. It was ... not water. He could tell when he felt his senses dull a little and things got a little fuzzy. Standing up, he stumbled as the world around him shifted.
“Urgh… wha wazzat?” he slurred as she staggered out. “Why worl’ keep movin’?”
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Smerdle rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 9:12 am
[ Pool of Fear ]
Sadly, every party had to come to an end. Most of the time, Bren was glad when they did, finding crowded gatherings to be uncomfortable and inevitably embarrassing. But this one had been thoroughly enjoyable, even if he'd spent most of it staring at a glorified puddle. It was time to move. There was more to drink.
He was not yet aware that the fun had ended, but the moment he slowly rose from his seat, it most certainly did. Brenley's attention was caught immediately by a bright aqua pool in the next room, its hue matching that of his tattoos to an eerie T. He glided over to it, finding himself kneeling in front of it without remembering how he had gotten there. He examined his fingers for a second as he held them in front of the water, then he drank.
His heart quickened imperceptibly at first, but soon it was thumping frantically in response to the wild visions playing out in front of him. Students killing students. Horsemen decimating what he could only assume were hunters. Why were they all gathered here? What was going on? No matter where he turned everything was unnaturally clear, likely because it had all originated in his own mind. There was nowhere to run. Bren did so anyway.
Pools: 3/4
Total Rolls: 3/10
Other Stuff: sleep 1; age 1 (21); fear 1Quote: Rolling a 4: You drink from the pool of fear. Every single time you take a sip from the pool, your heart begins to pound a little faster. At first it isn't too bad but the feeling compounds until even the smallest squeak will terrify you. If coupled with the water from the pool of sleep, you enter a strange, crazy, acid-trip nightmare world.
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Beejoux rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 9:16 am
Getting to her feet had been hard, moving was hard, but she had to. She had to keep going, because as beautiful as this place was, she couldn't stay here. She didn't want to stay here.
So she picked another pool, blue this me. The color familiar and calming as the water itself. She bent, cupping dark hands so she could bring the cool liquid up to her lips.
And it was cool. Cold. A chill raced down her spine, chasing back some of that sleepy edge of bliss, and drew her back from the pool as the room around her moved and whirled around her. Hands against her head, she backed up until her back met a wall, and long legs drew up tight. "What's happening?"
As she watched the water in the pools began to churn, boiling and swirling as if some great unseen force was controlling it. It had had the marid's eyes wide, lips half parted as she slid further along the wall, away from the water. A whimper on her lips.
3/4
Sleep x2, Age, Fear
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robot kitten rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 9:26 am
[Pool of Youth] 2/4 pools tasted (Status: slightly tipsy and now the age of 15.)
Using the wall to steady himself, he wandered out and through another door… where there was yet another pool. “Shtuppid wa’er.” He muttered. “Maybe.. maybe it’ll make this.. fuzzy go away…” He said as he swayed unsteadily towards it. He managed (somehow) to get a drink without falling in. The water’s effect he noticed immediately as he shrunk a good few inches and felt his maturity slip away. His body was reversing to a 5 year old’s body… with all the skinny long limbs that hadn’t quite finished growing yet.
“Wha? Don’t wanna be small. Gotta be big!” he muttered to himself as he tightened his belt and stomped unsteadily out. Gotta go find a pool to make me big!
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robot kitten rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 9:31 am
[Pool of Insanity] 3/4 pools tasted (Status: slightly tipsy and now the age of 15. Slightly Paranoid and Irritated.)
The next room held yet another too large pool. He knelt down to sip it, hiding his fear. He was a big boy.,. couldn’t let others know he was afraid! Not that anyone was in this room at the moment. When he stood up, still unsteadily he looked around. He felt… watched. SOMEONE was watching him. Growling to himself he stalked outside and peeked around the corner of the doorway to make sure no one was there. Then he, swaggered (or tried to), kinda hard when your feet think the floors moving) to the next room. Where would he find a pool to make him big and keep the floor from shifting like it was?
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robot kitten rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 9:37 am
[Pool of Age] 4/4 pools tasted (Status: slightly tipsy and now the age of 25. Slightly Paranoid and Irritated.)
Staggering into the next room, Kenta tripped and fell face first into the pool. He swallowed as his cry was muffled by the water. He quickly stood, his face angry as he whirled around: SOMEONE had pushed him.. he was certain of it. But no one was there. He had to loosen his belt and take his vest off: he’d grown! Running a hand through his much longer hair, the now 25 year old Kenta left the shallow pool and shook off the water.
He glared at the pool; stupid water… But as he staggered (know that he was older he realized that he was tipsy... that first pool must have had vodka or something in it since I only had a handful of it to drink…) outside and looked, he noticed that a door at the end of the hallway was open. Suspicious he walked slowly, taking care not to trip or betray the tipsiness, towards it and kicked it open further.
There was… another hallway with a stair going up. This must be the end, he thought. Good.
As he stepped through he felt the drunken feeling leave, shrank back down to his normal height and stopped feeling like someone was watching him. He quickly caught his pants before they could drop and tightened the belt to hold it up.
“That was interesting.”
EXIT
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Beejoux rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 9:43 am
Hoping to put a stop to whatever it was that had made everything go crazy, Yaya crawled to the nearest pool. She crouched, lowering to drink, and nothing seemed to happen.
Blinking, she looked out over the water, noted the familiar color, and said a quiet curse as she jerked away from it with a frustrated shout.
3/4
Sleep x2, age, fear
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Beejoux rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 9:52 am
The ghoul staggered to her feet, moving on unsteady feet away from the pool, aiming for a different one. Whatever was wrong, she wanted it to stop. The tipsy lethargy had been nice, but this was awful. The room moved around her, under her feet. She felt sick, colder than her usual cool body temperature, fingertips tingling. She had to get out of here.
When she dropped to her knees beside a pool she did not even notice the color, she just drink.
Somehow it was worst. She flinched, jerking away again huddling on the floor. It was the water, it was the water. She had to get away. It was going to kill her.
A whine on her lips, she lifted her head enough to stare out around her, and her eyes landed on the central pillar. A door. There was a door there. She just had to get to it. Reach it, and she could be free.
It wasn't pretty, but she crawled her way forward, eyes moving jerkily around the room, landing on the other bodies around her. Unsure if they were familiar or not, unsure if it mattered. She didn't want them looking at her, talking to her touching her. She just wanted out!.
[Exit]
4/4
sleep x2, age x2, fear, insanity
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 9:58 am
"Oh, trust me, I can resist pawing you." With that attitude, who would ever want to paw her, anyway? He stayed at the pool, pulling out a vial and taking another sip. Still, he failed to realize what was changing. His body finally started to show actual signs of regression, from the inches he lost in height to the mass of body. He looked like a bulky college student, but he was only 16. And his hair was long, brushing over his eyes in annoyance. He pushed them away and sulked, staring at her grumpily. Then she had to go and use the only word he actually understood as an insult. Imbecile."YOU KNOW WHAT b***h?" He roared out, storming towards her like a runaway train. "WHO THE ******** YOU THINK YOU ARE? I AIN'T NO IMBASAL. I GOTS SMARTS. YOU DIG? AND I AIN'T TRYIN' T'DO NOTHIN' WITH YOU SO GET OFF YOUR HIGH ********' HORSE AND SHUT THAT TRAP." She was everything he hated about high school. Smart, beautiful, and vicious. She was exactly the kind of girl he'd have slammed into a locker, if he could have. And she was crumbling back, away from the looming body of a suddenly threatening boy, responding just the way a wimpy little nerd should. With fear. "Yeah, that's what I thought." He grumbled out, his voice a rich and terrible growl. "Bitches don't know nothin'." Drink: 1/4 Youth x2 Current Effects: Youth (Physical/Mental Age = 16)
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chirigami rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 10:22 am
drink: 1/4
effects: 6 - Youth
[ Maple is now physically and mentally ~13 ]
The effects of the Corridor of Time didn't completely slip away from her; it still lingered, it was always with the young witch. The timid and scared nature, she at least wasn't spooked by every sound or every voice she heard and at least not at the sight of the pools. Apprehensive, yes, nervous about what they could possibly do to her as this Tower had already been doing. And she was supposed to drink from them.
There were others here, she noticed, all in different stages of something, effects she could not tell off hand which... made this not seem like a good idea the more and more she traveled into the corridors and moved towards one of the large bodies of water. When she knelt down to one, she forced herself to release one of her hands that had been clutching her sweater tightly and dip it into the pool.
She drank. It tingled, it was cool. It was a little refreshing but she realized her clothes were suddenly a little bigger, she looked down and noticed the ground just maybe a little closer. No.. no idea what had happened.
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chirigami rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 10:31 am
drink: 2/4
effects: [6] 1 - Age
[ Maple is now physically and mentally ~21 ]
Aside from occasionally slipping out of her shoes, Maple was unaware of really what the pool had done to her - though, she was a little more weary of things it seemed, not as much as that other annoying room though. - Was... yes, someone was yelling! Someone was being mean to someone else! She put her head down and stayed out of it. She was not strong enough to intervene, maybe when she finally summoned her familiar!
Maple put her head down and continued walking, in a hurried manner, into the next area with a pool and just did as she was told. She was supposed to drink water, and so that's what she was going to do.
And then her body just sort of went in reverse. As a few articles of clothing had gotten bigger, now a few articles got a little tighter and shorter. There was a sharpness in her mind, that lingering doubt still... there even older but it didn't feel crippling. Maple gasped and then slowly touched her forehead.
Her horns were still there. Even growing older, they were still there. But.. she felt oddly powerful at least?
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Nothing Yet rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 10:36 am
There was no indication that it would help, but it was all that Mimsy could think to do as she sat on the floor, knees tucked against her chest, curled up as tightly as her lanky body would allow. It was not in fear that she cowered away from him - it was denial, and a need to make all of it stop, to make her stop feeling like this, whatever this was. In this state of desperation, she tipped the vial up and drank what remained in it from the first pool. The precocious, insufferable know-it-all that was nineteen-year-old Mimsy peeked over her knees. She had a clear look of repression and reservation, with the kind of face that would typically be described as 'in need of a punch', eyes still cold and clinical. They glanced at his feet, then slowly worked upward towards his eyes, quickly darting away as soon as she met them. " Liar. You are quite obviously attempting to do something with me, though I remain uncertain in regards to your intentions, as previously mentioned. Additionally, I do not have to think about who I am. That is ridiculous, and I am appalled at the thought that you might ever need to do so. I am Mimsy Kercher, and I possess genius-level intellect that is paralleled only by the most notable scientific minds." Her voice was more quiet, but held steady with determination. "I will digress from this point in order to correct a point that you have just attempted to argue: I cannot be a 'b***h' if it is also true that 'bitches don't know nothin'." She paused her argument to put her head down against her knees again, and the muffled sounds that came from within seemed to indicate that she was muttering to herself. After another long string of something that sounded like 'no', she took a deep breath and lifted her head. "In a brief summation, you are wrong. You are wrong, because I know everything." Drink: 2/4 Current Effect: Youth + Insanity + Youth (Physical/Mental Age = 19)
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