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 Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 1:15 pm
It was a good thing that his hearing hadn't gone. Worries, he rose up, shaking his hands off and looking around until he followed Rin's voice. This was a task in itself due to not having glasses, avoiding falling into the pools, and her voice echoing in the bathhouse chamber.
At last he spotted her near where he left her, and bent down to wrap his arms about her. "I'm here. I'm here."
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yylaayl rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 1:20 pm
[ room 2 / 4 ]
[ effects: insanity, age +15 ]
Apparently being mature and feeling like she should get out of here as soon as possible like a mature adult would do was not a side effect of drinking from the pool of age because once again, Clara was drinking from the same pool. She felt like at this point in her life, she'd reached the peak of her life and it could only go down from here.
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yylaayl rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 1:25 pm
[ room 3 / 4 ]
[ effects: insanity, age -3 ]
Finally coming to her senses, Clara walked over to the green pool and took some of the water from there. She immediately felt the effects of the pool as she went back to her normal age and then some. She almost felt like skipping around the pools as she made her way to the next one.
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 1:30 pm
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yylaayl rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 1:31 pm
[ room 3 / 4 ]
[ effects: insanity, age -6 ]
Clara once again drank from the pool of youth, as if she wasn't sure if the effects from the pool before had worn off. She could no longer see her hands because she sleeves of her jacket were covering them. She marched around in her oversized boots.
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yylaayl rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 1:37 pm
[ room 3 / 4 ]
[ effects: insanity, age -6 ]
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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 1:48 pm
When Mimsy thought very hard about this, trying to determine whether or not they had been over this before, she felt like she could almost remember something similar to what he tried to tell her. Then it was lost among the mess of strewn thoughts in her mind, and the only guidance that she accepted from him in the end was to take another drink of green water. She was shrinking like Alice, regressing past a growth spurt and a time of an awkwardly budding late bloomer, until she looked less like a teenager and more like a child. Her grip tightened around the scissors, and she felt even more confident that she was making the right choice. Daddy taught her not to hurt humans, especially not in a public place, but he would surely make an exception this time. It would be easy to explain. " What? What am I?" She tilted her head inquisitively, and it might have been cute if she were not threatening him with scissors at the moment. "Did you forget how to form words? Did you have to cast out your intelligence and common sense to make room for all of the love that you claim to feel for me?" The shirt finally fell when she gave up on holding it against her, and she stepped out of the pool of fabric around her ankles to advance towards him. Thankfully, the scarf she had been wearing around her neck now drooped down enough around her small shoulders to become an (almost) suitable top, albeit a bit loose itself. "I hypothesize that the word that you are looking for is 'monster', Mister Morris," she calmly suggested, voice small and childish but still strangely hollow. Though his strides were larger than hers by far, even when he was moving backwards, she tried to stay close. "Are you afraid of loving a monster? Have you changed your mind now? I thought that you loved me. Can you not live with me as your other half? Am I no longer good enough for you?" Quote: You drink from the pool of youth. Every single time you take a sip from the pool, your (physical and mental) age decreases by three years as does your maturity. If coupled with the pool of age, it resets your age and then subtracts it by three. If you hit 1 year somehow, you stay at that. 2/4 Current Effect: Youth + Insanity + Youth + Youth + Insanity + Youth (Physical/Mental Age = 13)
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 1:50 pm
He drank again. He drank because something told him that eventually, the water would give him his strength back. That was where he'd lost it, after all. The girl was little. Just a little girl with scissors. He could fend her off easily. But Mimsy wasn't exactly all Robert was afraid of - or at least, not physically. She wanted to break more than the skin of his chest. "You stay away, I MEAN IT." He refused to answer her questions, because she was right. She was right, and he was scared, and he'd promised to love her, but not like this, not like this- "JUST GO AWAY!" Drink 7 Youth x3 Age x1 Fear x2 Current Effects: Age (Physical/Mental Age = 28 ), Fear Quote: 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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its me debz rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 1:52 pm
[ enter ]
The remnants of Beneath faded, a scared and foolish child too pitiful to act on his malice. Beneath was a delicate underbelly, vulnerable when exposed. But Lurks was something else, something better and stronger and capable. Together, they made him who he was, but without Lurks there was nothing but ash and fear.
So very much fear.
He ducked to splash water in his mouth, and perhaps it was fortunate that Lurks was not the existential sort, considering there was a giant hole in his face for the water to fall right back through. But, still, he drank.
And, still, he became more.
[ insanity ]
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 2:19 pm
"Perish. That's...weighty." Barth looked sadly at the pools. He'd already really done his walking prerequisite for the week. At least they weren't...too far apart.
"Alright, to clarify. Four and I can leave, one and I'm alive? But err, in this room. Forever. Right."
If you couldn't trust posted signs, who could you trust?
Barth went, very gradually, to a place between two of the pools- at least then it'd be an easy reach. And then from there, he could make his way to a similar spot and...what was in this. It had a strangely...earthy? Taste?
He didn't feel very different.
Pool of Age
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Inle-roo rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 2:23 pm
The garden terrace was a pleasant surprise. After the mundanity of the dark maze, Taima had expected something extra terrible in return to make up for it. Instead, she had found an oasis of tranquil pools and vibrant fauna. This was certainly a nice change, she thought to herself as she walked around, taking her time to literally smell the roses. She felt like she could stop here, at least for a little while. It wasn't in her nature to be restful for long, though, but if she had to take a break, this was certainly the place to do it.
Taima wasn't much for the arts, but she could appreciate pretty things. The statues, especially, caught her interest. She wouldn't venture into the pools to get a closer look, of course, not when there were so many other things to look at--like those pillars at the end of the room that were blockading the door. She took a closer look at them and...
Oh. Well, of course a garden couldn't just be a garden without also being some elaborate death trap. Oddly enough, she felt a little relieved; she knew it couldn't have been this easy. She supposed she ought to get started, then--the warning didn't mention a specific time limit she had to drink from the pools or drop dead, but it wasn't worth dawdling to find out. She started with a random one, close to the door, withdrawing a cupped palmful of water and dutifully sipping it. It didn't taste like anti-death, and nothing seemed to happen.
Taima did feel awfully tired, though. The surrounding flowers became just a little more vibrant and hazy around the edges, seeming to turn on their stems like tops. She was surprised to find herself giggling at the sight.
((sleep))
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Nothing Yet rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 2:32 pm
If he was going to continue to drink from the pools, then she was not going to allow herself to so blatantly be outmatched. Mimsy dipped her hand into the green pool once more, and found herself shrinking again as soon as the liquid touched her tongue. The boots no longer fit, she discovered, when she accidentally stepped halfway out of them and nearly tripped herself in the process. She paused her approach just long enough to safely remove them, and found when she was free of them that he remained just where she had left him. The scissors required both hands for her to hold them steady now, but she managed just fine, holding them as if she had always known how to do this. "Do you mean what you say, or say what you mean? You are being very confusing, Mister Morris." She frowned, and looked like she was truly sulking for a moment with her head bowed, dark bangs falling over her eyes. "Which is it? Do you mean that you want me to stay away, 'cause I'm a monster, or..." The scissors were lowered several inches as she looked up at him again, brow knit with worried or concerns she didn't voice. "Do you love me?" There was a wonder and curiosity in her tone that had been long lost through time, an intrigue formed with reasons as pure as they could be within someone like her. "Do you? No matter what happens? Ever?" Quote: You drink from the pool of youth. Every single time you take a sip from the pool, your (physical and mental) age decreases by three years as does your maturity. If coupled with the pool of age, it resets your age and then subtracts it by three. If you hit 1 year somehow, you stay at that. 2/4 Current Effect: Youth + Insanity + Youth + Youth + Insanity + Youth + Youth (Physical/Mental Age = 10)
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Toshihiko Two rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 2:36 pm
Barth leaned over and drank from the neighboring pool.
This time he did feel...feel...did he have a plan? What was the plan, again. Was it...a nap? A nap sounded about right.
"Sch-v...very schweet. Mm, it. I don't- I don't feeeeel rr- hic- right, amm I?"
Barth collapsed.
Pool of Age
Pool of Sleep
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 2:36 pm
"I want you to stay away because I love you, Mimsy. You're not gonna understand that right now." She was so young, and getting younger. He sighed, wanting to reach out and hug her, hold her, show her what love was with his hands. He took another sip of water, sure that this one would give him what he needed. The fear started to pass, and he took a step forward, ready to make this right. But the next step came slower, and the third was nothing but a knee to the ground. He couldn't keep his eyes open, and she was coming closer. Mimsy needed him, she needed him, but she needed to not do this again. "Mimsy, put the scissors away. Trust in me, Mimsy. Remember my voice. Remember who I am." He yawned, sliding down to the floor. He crashed against it, and felt the world swirl around him. He wasn't going to be able to stop her. She was just a little girl, and he wasn't going to be able to stop her. There wasn't anything else he could do. "Yes, Mimsy." He whispered out. "I love you, no matter what. I'll always love you." Drink 8 Youth x3 Age x1 Fear x3 Sleep x1 Current Effects: Age (Physical/Mental Age = 28 ), Fear Quote: Rolling a 3: You drink from the pool of sleep. Every single time you take a sip from the pool, you fall into a dream-like state where everything seems surreal, much like being drunk. All words get slurred/ hard to say. If coupled with the water from the pool of fear, you enter a strange, crazy, acid-trip nightmare world.
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chiickadee rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 2:43 pm
Ying had been hiding behind pillars, dashing in between pools of thick water. One pillar she hid behind had words on it, strange words urging her to drink from the pools.
Startled, she bent down and began lapping up some of the water, so as to not kill herself off. Ying didn't mind death so much as she was worried she would somehow upset someone by not doing so.
Immediately she felt an annoyance, a steady rampage that built from her gut to her throat. Ying's mind screamed in terror, afraid of the feelings that blossomed from within her. Ying didn't like this feeling of paranoia, the voices. She didn't want to hurt anyone. Why wouldn't the voices stop? "Kiwi, Kiwi my dear friend are you there? Jing? Have you all left me?" she said in a meek, mouse-like voice. She took a few steps towards another pool before turning around warily, afraid of the very sound of her own footsteps. It was eerie, having to always be afraid of yourself, the fear, the fury.
She wanted to hit something. That wasn't particularly unusual for a lot of people- violence was an (unhealthy) way of expression your feelings after all- but it WAS unusual for the tiny priestess. She tried to push such feelings down, having long since abandoned the idea that killing was good. But right now, she was feeling something very strange indeed. This water was not doing her any favors.
And yet, her hand dipped back into the calm pool, hungry for more of the vile vapor. She swallowed until her stomach was full and then leaned back, looking at her hands. Perhaps she shouldn't have done that. Yet, like the pillars said, she hadn't died yet. Was it maybe a ruse? A trick? This, Ying did not know.
[ Drinks had: 1/4 ]
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