"I have hands.” He smiled at Olivia. Yes he did. At Molan’s prompt he stepped forward. “I will go look.” wait was he grabbing Olivia? Why? he glanced confused and a bit upset. Instead of saying anything he walked to one of the doors opening it and looking at the gargoyle.
He needed the key.
He opened his mouth to ask what he meant but,
Lonely fire burns Cold runs away, fearful sight Crying without tears
Somehow a random haiku escaped his mouth. Not just any haiku, it was terrible, and embarrassing. Why did even say that? The gargoyle gave him the key anyway.
Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 5:46 pm
Any animosity between the two of them was one of the few things that hadn't resurfaced with her memories, she knew that Andrew fought with someone in those she recalled but the name and the face had always been a blur to her. So, she was oblivious to any of those ice cold stares between the two or the unsettling feelings. They had held hands in a memory, they must have all been friends. So, when Molan drew closer she didn't really bat much of an eyelash, thinking he was just being protective just in case something jumped out at her like in many of the other rooms.
But it didn't and he offered to stay with her, at least doing that much as Andrew went to explore a door on his own. At least she wouldn't be alone. "Do you remember him?" Olivia asked Molan, hopeful.
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Character name: Olivia Character appearance: The happiest little girl you've ever seen. OuO Link to Heart Log [[ x ] Current HP 18/80 Current weapon equipped Cold Hands
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 5:50 pm
He watched at the boy left, then looked at Olivia curiously. "Remember him..?" He shook his head, glancing off a bit. "I recall someone named Miasma, and I've heard the name Etzer, but don't know who it is... a few others too..." He didn't want to talk about that though. His mother... father... no those were best left out. He merely shook his head again, pausing as he heard the door open again almost as quickly as it closed. And there was Andrew, holding a key.
Which he held out a hand for, seeing as he was keeping them all safe. "It went well then?" No animosity, just a general indifference really.
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Character name: Molan Character appearance: A simple form in color, he has a yellow lock of a pendant around his neck. He has ears and a rather fluffy tail as well as horns. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 43/60 Current weapon equipped Lost Memory
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 5:56 pm
With Andrew's return, Olivia moved to open the other door. She held a frown with Molan's response of not remembering the flame demon - one of the names he had mentioned seemed familiar with her as well.
That was disheartening.
A green door that shudders and groans as something fierce screeches from within.
You're barely in the door when a talon swipes at you. Enraged the hippogryph lunges, its beak tearing into you with ruthless abandon.
You are fighting an Insanity Hippogryph! HP: 30 Auto Attack: 5 Extra: You have been poisoned! Every post you make costs an additional 1HP of damage.
Loot (1d4)
[1] [2] [3] [4]
In its death throes, the creature moves to strike at you one last time, but dissipates just before snapping its beak around you. A green drops to floor with a loud clatter.
"It went fine." his flushed and looked away not wanting to say more than that.
"Where is next thing? I will do that too." he did not want to explain about what happened in the least. In fact he's rather ignore it ever happened.
"Oh.... oh... you know what, I got this." he grinned and summoned his bow.
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Character name: Andrew Character appearance: Flame demon with fire on his tail. Watch out. Link to Heart Logheart log Current HP 80/80 Current weapon equipped limitless
Squaring his shoulders and walking in Andrew faced the griffin, fingers on his bow. This would be cake. And then a talon snagged him before he could get a grip.
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Name of character: Andrew Damage done: 0 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 30/30 Current HP: 74/80 Special ability: knight's code Species Ability: demon Current weapon equipped: limitless TARGET: hippogryph
His fingers now grasping the bow, he shot into the beats with practiced ease. The bow and him were doing rather well together. He would protect Olivia, and make this so much easier.
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Name of character: Andrew Damage done: 8 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 22/30 Current HP: 68/80 Special ability: knight's code Species Ability: demon Current weapon equipped: limitless TARGET: hippogryph
Another arrow, full of power slammed into the beast. it was raging and no matter how he dodged he couldn't quiet escape the attacks but he at least kept the attention off the others.
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Name of character: Andrew Damage done: 6 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 16/30 Current HP:62/80 Special ability: knight's code Species Ability: demon Current weapon equipped: limitless TARGET: hippogryph
Name of character: Andrew Damage done: 6 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 10/30 Current HP: 56/80 Special ability: knight's code Species Ability: demon Current weapon equipped: limitless TARGET: hippogryph
With a final arrow drawn back he let it fly. Bam! The monster was downed.
"And that is how you do it." he grinned at his companions. nevermind that there might have been some blood trickling down his face after the last swipe.
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Name of character: Andrew Damage done: 12 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: dead/30 Current HP: 50/80 Special ability: knight's code Species Ability: demon Current weapon equipped: limitless TARGET: hippogryph
And then out came a rather ANGRY hippogryph. Quite nasty too. It seemed the new fellow took the brunt of the attack, on his own, but he wasn't about to do nothing. Rather, his scythe did come back, but rather than attacking he focused on keeping Olivia, the most battered of the group, from harm. Anything debris that came there way was quickly cut down leaving the pair without a scratch.
Too bad Andrew couldn't say the same. Still, as the beast fell they were supplied with what they needed. A new green key.
He plucked it up before nodding. "That was... impressive." Likely the most kind words Andrew would ever hear from Molan. Though he did offer him a small smile as the scythe once more faded. "Good work." With that he looked between the pair. "Shall we go up?"
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Character name: Molan Character appearance: A simple form in color, he has a yellow lock of a pendant around his neck. He has ears and a rather fluffy tail as well as horns. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 43/60 Current weapon equipped Lost Memory
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 6:22 pm
She was being pushed aside again, once again Olivia did not very much like it. She had such awesome gloves to to fight with. But she resigned once again to allow the two boys to keep her out of harms way.
There had been noises from the door but eventually Andrew returned triumphant and with the key. He received a big happy stare from the girl and a little cheer, "good work!"
They had so many keys now, surely they must be close to the end.
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Character name: Olivia Character appearance: The happiest little girl you've ever seen. OuO Link to Heart Log [[ x ] Current HP 18/80 Current weapon equipped Cold Hands
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 6:25 pm
To reach the sixth floor, you must have the keys to open the locked door:
The Sixth Floor
A black door with a warped mirror set into its surface.
You step into a maze made of mirrors, all of them displaying a different version of you. As you wander through it, you see yourself from your prior life. The ages and styles vary, a few may even show strange status effects, but one and all you can see that all of them have been you.
Navigate the Maze
Make 4 successful turns!
Roll 1d8 1 - you run into a dead end 2 - you run into a trap, a vicious version of yourself darts out and stabs you, taking one fourth of your full health 3 -a helpful version of yourself shows you a shortcut, you make a successful turn 4 - you break a mirror, slicing yourself bloody and losing one fourth of your full health 5 - an angry version of yourself runs out and begins chasing you, you manage to escape and make a successful turn 6 - you follow a young version of yourself with a poor sense of direction 7 - you fall into a mirror that is not a mirror, but a hidden door, you make a successful turn 8 - an exact version of your current self pulls you into a mirror and replaces you, the mirror is painful to stay in, you eventually escape, but it costs one fourth of your health
When you finally reach the end of the maze, you notice a gargoyle carefully placing them more mirrors down, expanding the structure. Turning to you it smiles brightly, "So what do you think of the new bathroom? He likes to look at himself you know, and I figure, go big or go boom. So mirrored the living hell out of this place, who knows, maybe it'll cheer him up! You certainly look like you've had ah..." it takes in your appearance, "...uh, fun. Or an adventure at least. Maybe I should um...revise a bit." Flustered it hands you a black key, "For your er...beta testing services."
A plain black door.
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You step into a giant library, filled top to bottom with neatly organized scrolls and books. A gargoyle bent over a book, quill in hand, glances up at you with mild interest. "Ah, well this is both unique and redundant. You are a story within a story within a story currently surrounded by stories, of which, some may relate or reflect upon your own." Leaning an elbow on its desk, it continues conversationally, "He calls me Darkest Knightsbane, but everyone else simply refers to me as the Librarian. It's accurate, at the very least, though they'll never understand the unintentional reference."
The Librarian sits back and studies you, "It should be obvious what I will require of you, but don't feel rushed. Take your time and try to tell me a decent story, hm?"
The story may be simple or epic, its subject ranging from half-remembered mundane incident to flighty fantasy built on the limitless imagination that can result from a recent stint as a total blank slate. But not matter the story, the Librarian listens patiently, faithfully writing down every word. When you finish, it smiles at you in approval, and hands you a small black key. "Thank you, and good luck."
A pristine white door.
You step into a room of pure white, the only bit of color to be found is the mirror at the center. Looking into it, you don't see anything unusual in it. It's you as you are at this very moment. You step closer and the reflection steps out, still mirroring your expressions and movements.
You are fighting yourself. HP: Your HP at the start of the fight Attack/Heal/Guard/Special: When you perform an action, roll twice the required dice. The first set is yours, the second set belongs to your reflection
Loot (1d4)
[1] [2] [3] [4]
As you deliver the killing blow, your reflection disappears. Looking down you notice your fist within in your own chest. Pulling it out you uncurl your fingers to reveal a white key, sticky with blood.
Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 6:30 pm
Olivia stared at the new sets of doors as they entered the sixth floor. As usual, two black (one mirrored and the other plain) and one other color. This one was a contrast, stark white.
The girl looked at them, wondering if they would once again do any of the black (or if she would once again be denied) or simply go straight to the white one. They had many black keys, right? But how many did they really need? And would they need more companions as they went up?
"Ell Eff Jhee," she found herself whispering for no real reason at all.
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Character name: Olivia Character appearance: The happiest little girl you've ever seen. OuO Link to Heart Log [[ x ] Current HP 18/80 Current weapon equipped Cold Hands
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