It picked its way through the ascending and echoing halls, utterly ignoring any others who happened to be near; they were parasites picking at the bones of the dead. Not like its careful study, its methodical gaze.
Indeed, its study revealed a single vial, brimming with sealed Miasma. It smiled once more and tucked it away, then picked up another fleck of petal... ah, si. Good. Already the benefits of observation were making themselves clear. It hummed faintly as it moved along, going ever higher. Part of it was duty, it supposed, but the large part of its impetus was nothing more than simple curiosity... and the promise of rich reward should its findings prove ample enough.
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Name: L.C. Malodore HP: 38/40 Kingdom: Blue Rank: Pawn Appearance: Human androgyne, wearing a white 3-piece suit with a red vest; black hair pulled back in a ponytail. Smoked glasses.
Miasma: 6 Current Floor: 1-5 Special 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. 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. 10) You manage to find a glowing vial of what you realize are Miasma Points. You pick up +5 Miasma Points.
Sinclair's eyes snapped open. How long had he been asleep? Groaning, he wriggled his fingers, trying to spark some sort of feeling into his numb limbs...
Instead, he got a handful of electricity coursing through his arm. He shrieked. Well. That certainly woke him up.
Scrambling to his feet, he checked his person to make sure he hadn't received any additional injuries, or to be sure he hadn't been looted. The vials of Miasma, the key, and the card were all still in his pockets, and he exhaled loudly. Good. Clearly he had hidden himself well.
Several more staircases spiraled above him. If he had to be honest, he rarely had much need to go that high up when he'd resided here -- but far be it from him to accept that as an insult to his superior navigating skills. He continued upwards. Surely he would figure something out...
Description: Sinclair's appearance is fairly unassuming; he is of average height, with dark hair and sable skin, clad in the simple clothes of the Silver Kingdom. His most noticeable traits are his bright pink eyes and (rather misplaced) confidence and optimism. He appears to be slightly injured, but carries an electromagnetic shock gem in his left hand, a gift from Zephyros in the White Kingdom.
Special Events: 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 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points 10) You manage to find a glowing vial of what you realize are Miasma Points. You pick up +5 Miasma Points.
He was still picking chunks of debris from his hair as he and Kasi continued up the stairs. Kasi started to giggle as she tried to dust his coat off, luckily for him his coat was right so at least most of the dust matched in. Matt felt the deep urge that when he got back to the Harrison’s party room to drop off whatever was needed and he would run home for a shower. This, this he wasn’t sure he was cut out or there was nothing elegant or pretty in these entire tower, but he did say he would do anything.
“Hellllooooooooooo” Kasi yelled down the stairs, it echoed bouncing around. “We are getting really high up aren’t we?” She replied as she held the edge of his coat.
Debris continued to fall, chunks of unfamiliar materials from once former elegance pelted them. Kasi was going to cry if she ended up with bruises in the morning.
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Characters: Mathias Jane Duffy and Kasimira HP: 20/40 Kingdom: Blue Rank: Pawn Floor: 11-20 Miasma: 9 Description: Like the avi except not floating in air.
Special Event: 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points 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 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
Ah, it was finally here. Up on the ninth floor was his small apartment. As the Silver was no longer safe, perhaps it would be the better idea to gather a few belongings and bring it back to Black. With a soft exhale, he entered his apartment, gazing at what possible destruction had been dealt to it. Oddly not a lot. His piano was safe, that made him happy. The pictures on the walls, his clothes, and his bed was fine. It was as if the room was unphased by the horrible events just hours ago. Almost a day now. Uru reached for his piano when a familiar creeeeeeeeeak squeezed from the boards. With a curse under his breath, he made a bee line for the door just as the roof collapsed on itself. As he ran, he felt the debris falling on him, hitting his shoulders and arms, legs and face. This was why the room was fine, the roof took most of the weight and his own pissed it off.
Diving through the doorway, the door slammed itself shut behind him. Uru raised to his feet, dusting himself off with a growl under his breath, glaring at the wooden gateway. With a snarl, he slammed a fist into the door resulting with an echo of falling debris behind it. Fixing his collar and a scoff, placing his hands into his pocket, he continued onward and upward.
Events: - post with dice roll 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 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) 7) You slip, and find yourself reeling backwards. You end up in the ground floor (but no need to roll events again)
Mini-info: An unconverted Silver wild card from the Black Kingdom. With wolf-like ears and tail, he is a strong, sturdy guy who is up for a challenge. He has little to his name now and seeks to find out what happened to his former Kingdom.
The falling debris was most irritating; Malodore hissed as a particularly good-size chunk struck its shoulder, knocking it to the side. Still, it knew how to tend to its own wounds, and rubbed its fingers absently over the sore spot as it continued on.
Its foot then touched something, something that rang oddly as it bounced away, and it moved to retrieve it. A key...? Strange. That specimen got filed away as well, along with another fleck of Miasma flower located not too far away from it. A fortuitous discovery, for certain.
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Name: L.C. Malodore HP: 33/40 Kingdom: Blue Rank: Pawn Appearance: Human androgyne, wearing a white 3-piece suit with a red vest; black hair pulled back in a ponytail. Smoked glasses.
Miasma: 7 Current Floor: 6-10 Special 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. 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. 10) You manage to find a glowing vial of what you realize are Miasma Points. You pick up +5 Miasma Points.
"Not long," he replied, his eyes still on the crumbling floor. Thankfully she hadn't seen him drop in, or if she had, she was keeping his foolishness to herself. "I've got to move along now though..." He took a step closer to the Phoenix and held up the rusty key he'd found near the base of the tower. The staircase that stretched higher into the structure hardly looked stable, but West squared his shoulders as he peered up into the darkness.
"I am prepared to fall, if need be. For the Dreamers."
He knew she would be fine without him if she chose to retreat, and if she wanted to follow, well, what better way to ensure the path forward was safe than in the footsteps of a Lion. West lowered his head once more then raced up the stairs, slowing down once he was sure he was out of her sight. The way was so treacherous and the stairs were so dark, that he barely made it another five steps before the ground under his feet disintegrated and he dropped from the tower like a stone.
West didn't make a sound. This time, there was no portal to save him.
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HP: 0/40
Kingdom: Red Rank: Pawn Miasma: 0 Floor: 21-40
Description: West is a long-haired, explosive-wielding citizen of the Red kingdom. like this only ded
Events: (all used)
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.
Getting up to the 20th floor was a trial in itself. Maple barely managed to admire the continues scribble of staircase words when it seemed a barrage of debris was just gunning for her. Every few steps, something new was falling upon her in places she didn't even think could be hit by something falling from the sky.
True, she was gathering the needed miasma that her King demanded of her, but at this cost? Was it needed, oh wait. Yes, it was needed to keep the Kingdom safe. At least Maple could be assured that these events were probably happening for a reason, because the bad was outweighing the good and it kept her mind at a perfect balance even though the scales were very tipped and bias.
She would endure it, she could keep going until she couldn't go any further. Uru would at least be happy, upon their return he would probably be able to see her because of all the dust she had been collecting on herself.
"ow....."
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Character Name: Maple Current HP: 45/50 -11 = 34/50 Kingdom: Black Rank: Rook Current Floor: 11-20 Current Points: 1+4 = 5 Description: Maple is a petite girl, short in stature with large horns at her hair line. She is completely black, made of shadows with the only coloring the red accents of her clothing and her eyes.
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
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
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
Madison picked her way towards the tower, shaking her head. To think that this had all been a thriving Kingdom - but what had brought it low? Had it been the Will of the Voice? The memory of the Voice still made something in her shudder. She had always known of the Voice, but distantly. It was something for Emperors and Empresses. Not for the likes of her, noble though she may be.
It had been deeply disturbing.
She did not intend to summon Kouki for this; he was not needed, and keeping track of him would be a bit irritating in this environment. No, she would work alone today. She gazed up at the height of the tower, wreathed in Miasma.. oh, she would bring some back to her Emperor, yes indeed. She would prove her worth today.
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Name: Madison McKenzie HP: 40/40 Kingdom: Gold Rank: Pawn Appearance: Human female with Caucasian skin and strawberry blonde hair, dressed in elaborate white, gold, and pink robes.
Miasma: 0 Current Floor: ENTERING Special Events: 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 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. 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.
The further up Mitsu went the more treacherous the tower became. Debris fell from everywhere smacking against her head and arms leaving her in a rather battered state. She was starting to slow down but she was finding more and more miasma and it was the only reason she pressed on. By the time she reached the eighteenth floor she began to wonder how tall this tower really was.
Staggering to the steps toward the nineteenth floor Mitsu's strength began to wane and she slowed to a stop until she felt the warm touch of a hand against her back guiding her onward. It was lifting and made her feel better but when she turned to see who it was there was no one there. Had it been him? She remembered the man from the red kingdom was very quiet on his feet. Was...he here with her?
No...probably not. They were enemies after all now that the voice had called for battle. But she still worried about him. Would he be okay?
Shaking her head to rid it of those thoughts she turned and faced her next set of stairs leading upward. The next floor held a few more miasma and she stashed them away while she continued to look.
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Character: Mitsu Current HP: 22 + use of 2 special events = 40 (awww yeah) Kingdom: White Rank: Pawn Floor: 11-20 Miasma: 7
Special Event: 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 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 6) You slip, and somehow notice a secret portal! You can skip immediately to floor 11.
[[Rolling - Floors 11 - 20 - All Special Events used - Last post 8:33]
With Bastion gone, and Mjoll was still seething over the fact he was being a royal jerk. She continued her trek up the stairs. When she reached the twentieth floor she sat down for a rest and to look at her small haul.
After all on the way up she kept getting hit by debris, her beautiful clothing was torn and tatters, the shirt looked like nothing more than rags and her head throbbed from all the hits, even when trying to cover it.
Special Events
1: 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 (Used on floor 1-5)
2: 10) You manage to find a glowing vial of what you realize are Miasma Points. You pick up +5 Miasma Points.
3: 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. (Use on floor 6 - 10)
Mjoll's well built with an hourglass figure. Her long blonde hair is braided and put up in a bun to keep it out of her way while adventuring, she also has bright ice blue eyes. She's dressed in something akin to riding clothes, she has a white puffy shirt on that has gold trim and creme colored pants with black riding boots that have golden design.
Nuk reached floors 11 through 20 just as Rep was vanishing into a portal. That was odd, but ok. Blinking at Sammy, the shapeshifter cocked his head to one side, quirking an eyebrow in curiosity.
"Hey Sammy. What'd I miss?" he asked, remarkably amiable, sitting down next to her.
Miliardo Kason
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Name: Nukpana HP: 25/40 (+16 Miasma, 6 for 1s, 10 for Event Vials) Kingdom: Blue Rank: Pawn Appearance: See here for character. See avatar for clothing. Current Floor: 11-20 Special Events: (x1) 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 (x2) 10) You manage to find a glowing vial of what you realize are Miasma Points. You pick up +5 Miasma Points. (pg 20)
Erintis had been looking around the 10th floor for what seemed like hours before she was able to find her way to the 11th. This was surely a slow go, but at the same time she didn't think she was doing THAT badly. Sure she hadn't seen many points floating in the debris and it seemed like this tower just went on and on but it was still better than dying horribly.
Just when she though things couldn't get worse...the debris was bigger and somehow was falling quicker then she could doge.
"ugh..."
Erintis was fed up with this. Looking around she decided to dart for the exit as quick as possible.
[[Exiting]]
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 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) 8 ) Everything starts spinning for a second as you hear someone call you. It is a familiar face but they look strange, wrong. Everything is wrong even the colour. Since when was everything so... dark? That's the last thing you process as you black out. YOUR CHARACTER MUST KO. This counts as ONE death. All Miasma Points you have acquired post KO are turned to zero. You cannot transfer Miasma Points to another player.
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Erintis is quiet but perceptive. She is wary of everyone but once you gain her trust she is loyal and will make sure that what is needed will be done. She has faced many of her memories except for ones she believes might be too painful to relive. Her death is one of those. She is slightly adapt to healing. Wearing a robe in the ancient Greek style. Kingdom :: Violet Rank :: Pawn HP :: 32/40 Points :: 5 + 3 = 8 Evetns :: Used 2 Room :: 11-20
Madison stumbled forward, then winced as she smacked into a pillar. A bit of masonry broke free, and while she jumped away, the thing practically exploded on impact, peppering her with silvery shrapnel. She wiped away the shards with irritation, one cut blossoming red on her shoulder, staining her robe.
God damnit.
Her mouth set in a grim line, she moved forward - no time to talk and look at the others. She had a mission, and she was going to fulfill it. As she walked, something caught her eye... a pair of fallen rusted keys that seemed very out of place. This place had only recently been destroyed, but the keys had been slowly eaten away over a long period of time. It was sufficiently intriguing that she picked them up, despite their foul appearance.
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Name: Madison McKenzie HP: 36/40 Kingdom: Gold Rank: Pawn Appearance: Human female with Caucasian skin and strawberry blonde hair, dressed in elaborate white, gold, and pink robes.
Miasma: 0 Current Floor: 1-6 Special Events: 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 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. 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.
It just wasn't her night... even as she moved forward, the keys clinking in her pocket (and doubtlessly staining it with rust, as if she needed more stains, but it was really her fault for wearing white to this wasn't it?), another bit of flooring plummeted towards her. This time, it was a crack in the floor that was her undoing, sending her sprawling painfully as she moved to avoid the falling stone.
At least she landed face-first in Miasma petals? Several of them blew away from the impact, to her great irritation, but three of them were safely tucked away. Better than nothing... but far less than she'd hoped.
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Name: Madison McKenzie HP: 29/40 Kingdom: Gold Rank: Pawn Appearance: Human female with Caucasian skin and strawberry blonde hair, dressed in elaborate white, gold, and pink robes.
Miasma: 3 Current Floor: 6-10 Special Events: 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 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. 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.
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