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chirigami rolled 1 100-sided dice:
21
Total: 21 (1-100)
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 Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 1:05 am
And then she was back at the other dead end, though she wished to never see it again the calming pools made her feel so much better.
Maple decided to stay there for a while and sat along the edge before she just sort of tilted over until she was laying on her side. Moan.
[ Stamina/HP-ness: 10 ]
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 1:13 am
AT THE FINAL ARCHWAY/ MAZE EXIT (anyone can join when they arrive ) "Amrita."
A voice was calling her specifically. It sounded familiar, dark and promising, it sounded like someone she had given a part of herself to before and in return, had been given something else. That something else that part, was resonating with the throne.
"Amrita."
The throne called her again, and this time she could not resist. Her legs moved forward, her arms, devoid of all choice. All she could focus on was the throne and the crown. Her chest pounded, not a heart, or semblance of heart, it was the miasma, the foreign part of her gifted by ------- that was now resonating with the throne. All her mind was protesting, a part of her knew there was something wrong about the throne and if she laid her hands on it, something would happen and she wouldn't be able to control it anymore, and yet she could not resist moving towards the throne.
She picked up the crown in both hands, it was released from the throne with a pliant click -
- And then she placed it on her head.
It felt like her insides were stretching and melting at the same time, it felt like she was being burned alive, she could feel her core absolutely and perfectly shatter as something else was created inside of, entirely parasitic.
A shadow was created.
It was just a shadow, made entirely out of Revenge, filling in the empty space where Amrita had been. It no longer had will or purpose, just madness and chaos, the memories of a profound hatred of being betrayed. That parasitic part of her, the part Amrita had been unknowingly carrying, had fused with the crown until they were a single entity, until they had crushed their host.
Amrita was dead. Even her own shadow was dead.
The only thing that remained was Merlin's shadow. OOC VERSUS MERLIN'S SHADOW- HP 100/100 - The shadow has CONSUMED Amrita. She will not be returning as her core was crushed in order to create this shadow. - You may defeat the shadow, or talk to reason to it. It does NOT register you. It only attacks mindlessly anyone nearby. - All players may attack, they can use their regular attack dice, but every attack takes 1 stamina point. Enoh Love The last thing Amrita hears is Emerys's voice talking to her, mocking her. He tells her how easy it was to fool her, and how naive she had been to think she could have been something greater. She feels her conscious of herself fade away until all that remains is a deep blackness, the last of her memories scattering away. - Feel free to post a death solo - Amrita will not be able to form back without her core
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endejester rolled 1 100-sided dice:
43
Total: 43 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 3:35 am
((Nooo amrita))
“You realize my ancestors believed there was a nobility in sacrifice for the sake of the greater good? Normally that meant someone was being sacrificed to the pantheon of gods… including us but, yeah… “ He gave a small laugh and a shrug that at least said he knew when to shut up. He made no promises, he didn’t figure any of them would be able to be sure they could carry out a promise –not- to die as nice as it would have been.
“I’ll make sure you get through this if it’s in my power to do so.” He promised instead, and nodded similarly to Remi, the older boil probably didn’t need his help at all, but anyone who looked so fluffy delicious needed SOME back up.
He Snagged a torch as well though the effort cost him.
-- (rolling to find way through labyrinth) -
HP 3
-- He could have sworn someone was following him, the room he found seemed empty and hopeless, cobwebs and no clues as to where he might go next, but then there was the rumbling, the closet sprouted an unexpected protuberance of spikes which cut into him, this was really not looking good for the day.
HP 2
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phantompanther13 rolled 1 100-sided dice:
80
Total: 80 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 3:36 am
No but they certainly helped, he knew that much. >.> It seemed that the horse was listening to someone... for now. He would keep his eye on her.
After the trembling Andrew looked about at least now they would have a way to explore an get out. He snagged a torch, his own fire was feeling a bit low and faint. and it was hard enough to see, he didn't want to have to walk with his tail in front of him the whole way.
He walked into a room with treasure... oh? why did... That looked interesting. Andrew picked up a little dagger.
hp 7
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phantompanther13 rolled 1 100-sided dice:
91
Total: 91 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 3:40 am
Moments after something happened... he never saw what, Andrew walked into a throne room.
There were statues of dragons... and things... and... what the Jack was that? O.O
Vines and oh Jack this was bad really really bad. That did not look inviting at all. but shadows verses fire.... he could do something right?
HP6
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phantompanther13 rolled 9 4-sided dice:
4, 2, 1, 1, 1, 4, 3, 1, 4
Total: 21 (9-36)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 3:47 am
Amrita Boss HP 86
ok this was really really bad.
It pretty much blocked any hope for an exit.
Andrew summoned a few fire balls and took steady aim. It was more important to smack this thing than it was to use his full power and hit way off...
Jack was that a student? What would have happened if he had gotten here just a few moments earlier?
HP: 5
Damage: 14
Target: Boss
Effect: damage
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endejester rolled 1 100-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 4:06 am
He limped his way down another pathway… hopeful to find better fortune, or better still a feast of fear, no matter how unlikely that was. He wished very much that he had not taken the chance with the door, but jack… surely the others must be having better fortune in this strange place.
This path was another dead end, but there was an unsettling statue, it looked… well it looked rather like a Reaper, which might mean they were in the stronghold of some Monsters, not some terrible unknown.
EMERYS it read at the bottom, and he rather wished he knew more of the histories, but there was nothing to be done for it but to push onward.
HP 2
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endejester rolled 1 100-sided dice:
80
Total: 80 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 4:12 am
Another pathway, another slender hope to find the others again, another twist in his gut as the grim thought of fading to nothing churned inside him again.
He found a treasure room this time, baubles and bits of things that glittered and enticed. There was something –like- a magpie in Quetzalcoatl, they loved to be both beautiful and terrifying when they could, or at least those of his family. They adored wearing things that complimented their great wings and so on. Perhaps that was why he hesitated, and took with him a cup.
He might have taken a crown once, but after wonderland he had, for now at least, taken his fill of crowns, all crowns worn by great shadowy figures that he hoped NEVER to see again.
He clutched the cup like a lifeline, a curiously heavy one that made his bare feet almost drag as he walked now. It might have been a dull and useless choice he wasn’t sure. But perhaps he could find something to fill the pretty bauble with, and it would be less useless then.
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endejester rolled 1 100-sided dice:
35
Total: 35 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 4:26 am
Still clutching the cup to his chest he moved onward, feet dragging and a fierce need for fear clutching at him, he found a strange room indeed, a glowing fountain that seemed to call to him, He stumbled forward towards the glowing blue and at first, dipped the cup into it, but his hand too met the water’s surface and he couldn’t resist. He was a water oriented snake monster after all. He waded in clothes, cup and all and found at least a small relief. He felt a small portion of his fear return, now no worse than he had been when he first woke in this strange place. He almost didn’t want to leave it, so profound was that small relief in that moment, but he had to find the others. Perhaps he could tell them about it. He tried to take some portion of the water with him in the cup. zoobey quoted just for the attempt
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endejester rolled 1 100-sided dice:
47
Total: 47 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 4:40 am
It was another dusty dead ended room with cobwebs and whispers and little more to recommend it. That feeling that he’d been followed had once again returned but he’d clutched his precious cargo carefully, which might be how he almost missed the signs that he’d been in such a room before, the rumble, and the spikes that tried very hard to impale him, he sloshed at least some of the contents of his precious cup, he wasn’t even sure it was useful away from the fountain but he had to try.
4HP
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Skye Starrfyre rolled 1 100-sided dice:
92
Total: 92 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 5:57 am
Had she known that particular fact about Pachua's ancestors she might not have said what she had, but she hadn't; not until the words had already left her lips and it was too late to capture them back. She readjusted her grip on the torch she had pulled down from the wall, pressing on into the labyrinth.
The maze seemed to pose little challenge to her and she arrived just in time to see the ghoul who had taken a stand against the pushy one who had been devouring those weaker to her turn into something else, something dangerous.
If that wasn't enough to give her the creeps, something about the room had eyes. The room had eyes and she was stuck in it with s shadow monster that might attack, people who might attack... And no strength to do much of her own because of the infuriating hunger.
[ Stamina: 3 ]
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Smerdle rolled 1 100-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:12 am
Bren had absolutely no idea what was going on. While it was true that all of the antagonistic hissing and touching was certainly interesting, especially when he worked out that they were stealing each others' FEAR, none of that was helping him get back to school. And besides, the only one he thought he could really overpower was the boil on the floor, and he had a feeling if he tried, both Piper and this glowing undead would beat the crap out of him.
When their prison began to quake and people started filing through the trap door like lemmings, Bren looked back and forth between the trio of nearby students and the unknown darkness, the worry that had been on his face for at least twenty minutes shifting into resignation. "I think we should go," he said softly so as not to attract the attention of the crazy woman. "I'm Brenley, by the way."
Then he took a torch and was gone, shuffling through the tunnels until he found a very ominous statue which he promptly got as far away from as he could.
[ 8 ]Quote: 1 - 20: You walk until you hit a dead end, with a strange statue staring at you. It looked like some sort of reaper, perhaps, and below the statue are words. EMERYS.
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 100-sided dice:
30
Total: 30 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:40 am
Aisha urged Llyr to follow. "C'mon.. a way out." She smiled to him gently. "There's water down there." The zombie released her new friend just long enough to leap down into the water and did her best to keep her torch high above the moisture. She began to trudge ahead, following others as best she could until she reached a glowing pool. It was very inviting and her loa was drawn to it. Touching the water seemed to invigorate her a bit and ebbed the gnawing hunger. --------- Sta: 5 Inv: 1 lit torch kuroopu not sure if you posted yet i didn't read back orz
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Smerdle rolled 1 100-sided dice:
76
Total: 76 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 7:46 am
He couldn't see the contents of the next room he entered immediately, but eventually the faint light of his torch glittered off of a knee-high pile of golden tiaras and Bren paused.
"Hm." How odd.
He bypassed the tiaras in favor of several other pieces of jewelry, dropping a golden necklace and a number of rings and wrist cuffs into a pouch at his waist after looking around to make sure no one saw.
Although the room had proven a welcome distraction, the hunger eventually drove him on.
[ 7 ]Quote: 61 - 80: You walk until you hit a strange, open room, filled with treasure. From crowns, to baubles to swords they entice and lure you. You can't help but pick something up (feel free to pick assortment of treasure up, but just one thing ie: crown, cup, sword, dagger, coin, etc). You keep on walking, feeling a little heavier.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 8:13 am
"Enepvz? Emorhs?" Amrita repeated, honestly baffled by the strange sounds she was forcing her tongue to make. "I've never heard of them. I wonder-"
Amrita.
"Yes?" The ghoul turned at the sound of her name, searching through the darkness only to find nothing there. Her gaze moved around the room until it was drawn towards the throne as if drawn to it. The familiar pull from the depth of her core was unnerving, and so she forced herself to tear her gaze away, unwilling to succumb to the Legacy that haunted her. Now, what was she doing again? Ah, yes, the tome, and Enepvz or Emorhs or whoever it was.
"Hm." She returned her gaze to Shun, and then down at the tome. "I wonder if it's important." The pull remained in the back of her mind but she fought it, focusing down on the tome to resist the call of what lay behind her.
Amrita.
"What?" She said out loud, a little more demanding this time; whoever was calling her was playing with her now, and when she turned again, all she could see was the throne. It stood out to her now, illuminated in hauntingly beautiful light that seemed to cast the darkest, most sinister shadows. The rest of the room simply faded away. There was nobody else here. It was just her, and the throne. She felt herself turn towards it, and the moment she began to move, she began to panic.
No. One step, and then another. Her body was moving casually and yet Amrita felt it in slow motion, trapped in her own thoughts, silenced by the pounding in her chest. The slow, beating pulse of resonated energy that had once been called a gift. No. She protested, trying to will her own body to obey her, fighting with everything she had to stop herself. Her struggle was in vain. It was the cruel retribution for all the times she had forced possession on those poor Hunters, the ones who had been unfortunate enough to cross her path on a bad day. Now she understood their pain. Their terror as their bodies moved against their will, trapped in their heads as something made them move forward, one step at a time.
Don't! She pleaded as her arms raised towards the throne. STOP, Please!, she begged as her fingers pressed against the cold and unfeeling crown, lifting it up as easily as if it weighed nothing, and as carefully as it were immensely precious. She only caught a glimpse of herself in the crown's reflection, but she could see the fear and panic in her own eyes as, with a careful reverence, she felt herself place it on her head.
The pain came swiftly after that. The feeling of becoming undone within flames. The more it hurt the more she wanted to scream, and the longer she remained silent. She felt it again; the agonizing pain of the parasite along her core, the frost-like growth of the crystals as they spread and grew to take over every ounce of her being. They overwhelmed her easily, twisting deep black roots into the very memories that created her. The parasite grew, unstoppable. A strange blackness began to creep onto her patchwork form, starting from her toes and fingers. It crawled up her body and clothing in splintering lines of black until, at last, it consumed her entirely.
You were so naive.
Her world had fallen into silence as those four words echoed in her ear; a quiet voice whispering an amusing secret. She heard nothing else. She saw nothing but darkness. She felt nothing. Not pain, not content, nothing. The words were mocking and yet they held a certain fondness to them. It was as if, despite everything, he still found her precious to him. Through the dull haze she recognized the voice; Emerys. Merlin. The same voice that had once promised to help her reach her potential.
You were so desperate. It was too easy for me. The mocking voice continued, and in its wake was a terrible crack. No, she tried to argue, but even her own thoughts seemed distant. That wasn't true - it couldn't have been true -
She couldn't even bring herself to feel hurt or anger at this betrayal. She felt nothing but the ghost of feelings, what she know she should be feeling, but simply couldn't; they didn't exist any more. Amrita was nothing more than a husk now; an empty creature, hollow and void. The crackling continued as her core began to splinter under the crushing weight of the crystals, fracturing in devastatingly beautiful web patterns until the entirety of it was broken. The pieces began to fall and the memories she had clung too so tightly simply fell away with them, now lost and forgotten in the endless void that surrounded her.
When there was nothing left of her core to break, the fractures continued on to ravish the now shadowed form that stood in front of the throne. The damage started from the heart and crawled outwards, breaking, crushing, splintering and, ultimately, severing any feature that distinguished her as 'Amrita'.
By then, she was long gone. Completely and wholly destroyed by the parasite she never even knew she had.
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