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 Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 9:58 am
Amanda searched for an idea.
Maybe triggering a certain emotion would help.
Anger, sadness, happiness?
Anger, let's try anger first.
She thought of her father. Of everything she hated about him, how he treated her, and how he wasn't here to help her right now. How everyone worshiped him and loved him without knowing his evil ways.
She felt something stir within her.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 10:09 am
((Amanda))
But it didn't bring about anything "light-hearted" or "airy", to say the least. It actually made her feel like she was sinking more into the cold steel below her...
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 10:10 am
Ok, wrong emotion. Definately taking a step backward.
Happiness, Happiness.
What made her happy?
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 10:24 am
((Amanda))
Her smile brightened as she thought of her 3-month old sister, Julia. How precious and innocent she was...free of responsibility. Free of woes and emergence of "power"...
Free...
Freedom. It felt so, so good. It almost...lifted her spirits, you know? Definitely made her feel alive. Closing her eyes, she could feel the presence and freedom of nature...for some reason, the archetype of an eagle came to mind...she could fel the wind blowing her hair, her fingers, her skin. Oh, how good it fel-
WOAH.
She opened her eyes with a jump.
SHE WAS FLOATING!!!!
High above the table she lay...now she could see the room in its entirety...there was a time on the wall behind her, and above it, a large drill aimed at the table. Sheesh. This dude was serious.
45 seconds left. The door was in sight, just to her left...
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 4:55 pm
She made sure she kept Julia in mind as she tried to concentrate on moving her body toward the door.
She thought of her body floating to the left, away from the table, and out of the room.
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 8:05 am
((Amanda))
This feat was even harder than the last...
<>
[Core=3]
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ajcookie187 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 7:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 3:26 pm
((Amanda))
It worked! She flew away from the table and hovered just in front of the door. All that needed to be done now was to let go and move on to the next chamber.
15 Seconds left....
<>
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 5:24 pm
She stopped thinking about Julia and fell in a heap on the floor.
Clearly, she still had to master the art of landing...
She reached for the door handle...
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 8:48 pm
((Amanda))
...and it opened, letting her burst into the adjacent chamber.
<>
Hm...This one was a little...different.
There was no floor. Aside from two panels where this and a distant door, straight ahead, stood, the rest was blackness. No time limit this time...but that didn't really matter now, did it?
Heh...yeah...Jona's voice would be a little more calming right now...
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 9:36 pm
Amanda knew what she had to do.
She had to fly. Seriously fly. No more of this floating stuff...
She cracked her knuckles and took a deep breath.
She closed her eyes, lifted her arms, and thought of Julia. This time, she not only thought of Julia, but also of escaping from this horrible chamber and of seeing her again.
She felt her spirits lift.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 9:39 pm
((Amanda))
She floated. But no flight. Perhaps a different approach had to be taken. A less passive one. Flying was pretty intense. Perhaps a stronger output of energy would do the trick. Honestly, it wasn't clear what was right to do, but just thinking of Julia didn't do it for her.
She had time. It was cool.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:37 pm
She leaned against the door and thought.
She was new to this. What could she do?
Realllly focus.
[HELPPP!!]
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 7:58 pm
((Amanda))
Nope. That wasn't it.
Hm. Emotions had done it before. So had imagination. She simply envisioned and felt a floating feeling...and there she was! Was the same true for flying?
It wasn't sure whether it was or not. Nothing was "sure".
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 8:07 am
Amanda sat on the small panel and looked at the chamber full of blackness. She could see the door, far away at the other end.
Well, if imagining a floating feeling allowed her to float, then to fly, she must imagine herself soaring. She closed her eyes and tried to think of everything she had ever known about flying. When she was young, she would often look up to the sky and envy the birds. She wished more than anything to feel that freedom and that power to soar high above the world, looking down on everything she had grown accustomed to.
Amanda could feel the wind wooshing past her face and blowing her long hair behind her. She felt the weightlessness and the contentment.
Was that all she had to do? Just imagine, and then experience? Damn it, where was the manual for this whole flying thing??
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