Distantly he heard the others begin to work together. And yet Jack, he of sound logic most of the time, only focused on the spot where the red butterfly had sat. Only thought of Galahad's parting words of noble sacrifice and proper sendoff. Only felt the slight as his teeth met, his jaw set. He will not be caged.
(Know your place. But the code will never fit him if it means bars and suspicions, a witch hunt without a means to differentiate friend from foe. In this world, that is the difference between life and death, but he will not have someone else determine it for him, not while he can still breathe.)
He tried to invoke the sidhe queen again, heedless of his neighbors. "Where can I find you, if I decide to seek you out?" he murmured.
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My character's name: Jack Hawthorn Character's journal link:xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER [ x ] Talltalltall, sharp green eyes, blond hair, jagged scar on left side of face, somewhat stoic look Rank of character Knight (1dcool
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 12:34 am
[ Noemi is in room #1 ]
"Ah but is old Chair Shu." Noemi blinked as she heard the other knights who rallied to her call.
"Just let me know when it is close to here, then I will try!"
When the initial terror of being cursed by the sidhe queen had died down a little and his incoherent yelling had dropped a notch or two in volume, Aymet managed to stand up again and actually observe the windowsill the butterfly had landed on.
"DOES ANYONE ELSE HAVE STRAAAANGE STUFF WRITTEN IN THEIR CELL?" he called out. He could hear a chatter from up and down the hall about equally. "AND I DON'T MEAN FOUL LANGUAGE. I MEAN... A GRID... WITH LETTERS... THIS IS REALLY WEIRD."
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My character's name: Aymet Character's journal link:here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall, dark, dreadlocked. Black armor. You know. No wings or tail or dragon stuff but the rest of him is pretty accidentally accurate. Rank of character apprentice knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 12:47 am
Room 3
It was a bit difficult to see, but Wilson could see that the most recent voice belonged to a small knight. He smiled, but it was probably lost in the dark. "Sure, I think that sounds like a great idea." Being taller, he looked around the dungeon for something to plug the leak with.
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My character's name: Wilson Hopkins Character's journal link:link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERlink; somewhat tall and a bit on the scrawny side, but has muscle where it counts. Black hair that tapers, the ends cling to his neck and barely brush his shoulders. Red-brown eyes and a pleasant smile. Rank of character 1d8
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 12:50 am
Room 2
TK looked up as a voice echoed over the walls. It seemed someone from another dungeon room was attempting to communicate with everyone else. The knight could not help but first furrow his brows over how loud and echoing the stranger’s voice was. The acoustics inside of this dungeon were amazing, apparently. He sighed and rubbed his temples to try and regain some internal balance. He wasn't sure how fruitful this would be, but it was certainly better than standing around doing nothing and puzzling over this peculiar grid.
He spoke up, but not quite as loud and shout-y: "We have a grid, but rather than letters we have numbers." The gears in his mind began working. Why did two rooms have a grid? Why did have numbers and the other letters? Was there a code key they needed to use? Hm. It seemed he would have to cooperate with the other knights, but how well that would go he did not know.
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My character's name: TK Character's journal link:link BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and incredibly skinny; seems like the wind could blow him down. Incredibly-pale skin with hollow cheeks and sunken eyes. Golden eyes. Rank of character 1d8
There was no reason for Jason to doubt his knights words, and so Jason nodded, following Galahad towards the dungeons. He'd only be in here overnight right...
Right??
A little bit later, when his knight appeared again and said He was going to die He started to doubt him. Very much.
For now, the only thing he did was to feel around the walls of his cell for anything odd
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My character's name: Jason Kenneth Character's journal link: Here! BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A tall guy wearing a black coat under simple dark pants and a white shirt, coupled with black leather boots. Has blue eyes and shoulder length blonde hair tied back into a short pony tail Rank of character Apprentice-knight.
Chel was grateful there was at least a window in the room she was given. It made for a little more light and she was more comfortable with fresh air than nothing at all.
While the other one made loud noises (Chel gave him a slight scowl- her head hurt from being knocked out and him yelling wasn't helping), Chel leaned closer to the window, trying to hear the voices outside while also inspecting the window itself.
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i hope that wasn't too much to inspect sorry ;;;
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My character's name: Chelsea Craft Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chel is covered in cloaks. Long blonde hair that's messy and bright blue eyes that seem to mischievous for their own good. She's got a scar on her lip and a saunter to her walk that hints she is absolutely up to no good. Rank of character Knight
Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 1:01 am
[The cell number is 7.]
"There are two grids, one with letter and the other with numbers, so, do they look anything like the contraption with a grid that was in the room Merlin had us leave, the room with the text including blanks for filling? Perhaps the text is related to the contraption and these grids with numbers and letters," Danirate added his thoughts to the conversation in the dungeon.
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My character's name: Danirate Levinski Character's journal link:http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=24688945 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER At last, after much practice, knight in training Danirate Levinski now has fairly little trouble with wielding his longsword to perform the basic strokes. However, he, this man, tall and proud, and whose crown of hair likens to that of the sun at the horizon's edge, did indeed have plenty of ground to cover still before he was capable of being recognized as a knight no longer in training, the next milestone he has set his sights on. So as to reach this next goal of his, he fully intends to continue to maintain his foundations and innovate as he proceeds onward. Rank of character knight Sacred Points obtained: 010/100
Pokerus stared at the gold knight as he asked them to just happily go to the dungeons. Of course right after Lancelot was gone. She didn't like where this was going, and the idea of being locked up in a cell when she could be assisting others was just wrong.
"Sorry, but I have sworn allegiance to-" She said, before she was knocked old cold.
She was going to be pissed later.
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My character's name: Pokerus Character's journal link: Here! BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A girl with with shirt under a brown vest, brown gloves, dark leggings and a pair of boots. Has long brown hair and brown eyes Rank of character Apprentice-knight.
Camilla dutifully follows Galahad and enters the dungeons her nose crinkles as the smell of mildew, mold, and death fill the air... Frowning she offers no resistance to him as she's ordered to relinquish her weapons however she couldn't help feeling a growing knot of worry forming in the pit of her stomach which further turned to anxiety as Buyou Rouzu is taken away... Finally she's shown to a cell which had quite a few other people in it and a small window...
Patiently while others tried to get out she waited and wondered... How would they judge who was sick and who wasn't? Was there some kind of test? Were they supposed to have some kind of specific marking on them? The Answer would unfortunately come soon enough... Camilla listened with disbelief as Galahad looking more menacing then noble in the light told them the news... That the corruption yes corruption was deeper then first thought and that all of them would meet a honourable end for the greater good of the castle... What?! "Wait! Galahad! Wait!! Your not even going to see who is corrupted and who's not!?" she calls after him while grabbing the cell bars but her voice went unheeded...
Slowly her hands slide down the bars slightly as a stunned look of disbelief painted her face as a feeling of deep betrayal ran through her... Were... Were they to be slaughtered like animals that might be sick!? Culled like troublesome beasts!?! They weren't even going to give them a chance! Her eyes suddenly became fierce and upset as her grip on the bars tightened! She wasn't corrupted! She had no desire to do harm to other knights or see Camelot fall! Quite the Opposite in fact! She wanted to protect Camelot! Wanted to help! But how could she if she was rotting in a cell or hanging from a noose!?
Soon she took note of the other people trying to find a way out and decided she would too! Frustration and determination painted her face as she pushes away from the bars! She'd show them! She'd show them she wasn't corrupted and that she did care about Camelot! But first she had to escape! However she couldn't do that in her current state of mind... She was shaking slightly and her mind whirled like angry bees... That needed to stop... So she takes a deep steadying breath then another and another until finally she had calmed down and relaxed...
Finally she relaxes enough to take note of her surroundings most of the people in her cell were inspecting the window so she decided she would too When her turn came to get near the window she first looks it over to see if there was anything odd about it then leans close to it to see if she could hear anything of importance
Having been unconscious so far, Pokerus groaned and woke up, rubbing the back of her head irritably. She was indeed pissed as recollection came to her, but she managed to keep her anger at bay and instead listened to her fellow cell mates. They were tyring to reach a torch of some kind.
"Have you tried using that chair?" She asked them while pointing to it. "You could probably break it apart and use one of the legs...Or..."
She flipped the chair up to see if anything was written underneath it
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My character's name: Pokerus Character's journal link: Here! BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A girl with with shirt under a brown vest, brown gloves, dark leggings and a pair of boots. Has long brown hair and brown eyes Rank of character Apprentice-knight.
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 1:23 am
[ Cell 4 ]
After wiping her hands clean on her dress, Mildred examined herself in the mirror, making several faces of displeasure and immense confusion from every angle.
(Was it possible that Robert's vision was even more impaired than her own?)
When she was thoroughly done with that, she tilted it back and forth as if she were considering something, and quietly stepped towards the bars. Taking care to not drop it out of her reach, she tilted it in the direction in which Robert's voice seemed to be the loudest, until she could manage to see him.
For a short while, she watched in silence. Such a visceral and visibly painful reaction to her absence should not have pleased her, but it did; she watched with a small, adoring smile for as long as she could bear it, before a concern rose that he might actually irreparably injure himself.
From all appearances, the likelihood was fairly high.
"Robert?" she called out again, watching for any signs that he'd heard her. "ROBERT. STOP THAT, AND LISTEN TO ME."
Her voice strained against the volume, clearly indicating that it was not used to reaching this level.
"I HAVE A MIRROR. I SEE THE OTHER CELLS. I SEE YOU. STOP THAT, I AM HERE."
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My character's name: Mildred Kercher Morris Character's journal link:✍|♥ BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Mildred is tall, thin, and pale with a very long, highly impractical, and somewhat unruly braid of black hair, which now has a vine of wisteria braided into it. Her blue-green eyes can frequently be seen pinched into a squint when she's trying to focus: she is in need of glasses to correct her poor vision.
But she does not have glasses. Rank of character Knight
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 1:24 am
[CELL NUMBER 10]
After a few moment of thinking and observing the knights around him (thanks for the curved mirror someone dug out), each trying to break out from this prison, Rei suddenly thought of something.
Puzzle PIECES. The sidhe Queen did said that. He inhaled deeply and said in large voice. "Everyone, listen."
Making sure of every attention focused on him, he spoke again.
"Did you see this red butterfly here? Yes? No? Look with the curved mirror. Better? Yeah."
He cleared his throat again and spoke while shoo-ing the creature. "Look at this. A normal butterfly will fly away far before I actually swung my hand. But no, this one didn't. AND WILL NOT. Because this is an envoy from the Sidhe Queen, Morgana."
He took a pause for dramatical effect, as for everyone to digest what he is saying.
"Yes, I know this sounds crazy, but t'was true. The Sidhe Queen proposes a help---not a truce, mind you, but a help. She said something about the King hiding an ugly secret, and she will tell us that should we managed to escape from here. Also-" He added "-she had already provided us the way out. But it was hidden so the other knights, Great Knight in particular, won't see through it. It's hidden behind a puzzle."
Again he paused.
"Here's my proposal. I've been watching and thinking around, but may it be the small things inside our each prisons are actually a piece of the puzzle?" He asked. There's already some other knights that probably thought so, but- the information was still lacking. "I can't see everything clearly using the mirror, so could you all tell each other what's inside of your cells?"
EVERYBODY!
Let's brainstorm! Look at first spoiler?
Probable scenario: lighting the used torch by passing them to whoever at room 1; Passing the small key to fit the keyhole (again room 1) Tying the rope against the tiny window and pull it open; either passing the blank note to the cell 1 or wetting it; Using the rope to get the flame from the torch? Using the skeleton bones to dug out place where the water drips?Can't interact due to distance of each cell?
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My character's name: Reith Oberyn Character's journal link:Here! BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLooks like Avi due TekTek being dead. Rank of character Knight. Sacred Points obtained: 26/100
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 1:35 am
PROMPT
You move forwards to escape but several knights catch you. You black out and wake up in the dungeons
Haze didn't think this was right or just. Even if he wasn't one of the marked or plagued he felt the desire to escape from here. A knight shouldn't have to be subjected to staying in cramped dungeons that were intoxicating enough as it was. Gritting his teeth together he opted for a way to sneak away. Even as careful as he was as Haze turned the corner he was met with a pair of knights. Suddenly unable to defend himself his vision blurred and soon went black.
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My character's name: Haze Vix Character's journal link: [x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Stoic, Observant, Loyal. All qualities of the young knight in training. Possessing shaggy mid-length white hair with one side slicked back and cold gray eyes. Upon his torso he wears a belted black leather tunic with thick black chain mail underneath. Around his neck hangs a loosely hung scarlet scarf, while on his lower half Haze wears fitted black pants with knee high leather boots for ease of travel. Two belts wrap around his waist, holding a few very small leather satchels for necessities in travel. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight
Something shiny catches your eye in the corner. You're not too sure what it is.
Slowly the stench of the dungeons filled Haze's senses, startling him awake. Sitting up the white haired man would rub the back of his head instantly realizing he had been caught and put in a cell. Sucking in sharply through his teeth he'd make a 'tsk' sound as his eyes adjusted to the dank lighting. He had done nothing wrong, and was completely clean of all convictions, and yet they still cooped him up here like some street rat. Closing his eyes for all but a moment Haze would gain his composure again. Letting any wisp of emotion quickly fade away.
Eyes now just as cold as the cellar they were in he quickly began to observe his surroundings, ignoring any others that had been in the room with him. He couldn't deal with distractions in that moment, not when he wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. With enough observance he would notice something that glistened in the enclosed area. Peaking his curiosity the man would get up, slowly walking over to where he had caught the glint.Haze was very cautious as his hand ran over the shiny object, trying to decipher what it possibly could be in a place like this.
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My character's name: Haze Vix Character's journal link: [x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Stoic, Observant, Loyal. All qualities of the young knight in training. Possessing shaggy mid-length white hair with one side slicked back and cold gray eyes. Upon his torso he wears a belted black leather tunic with thick black chain mail underneath. Around his neck hangs a loosely hung scarlet scarf, while on his lower half Haze wears fitted black pants with knee high leather boots for ease of travel. Two belts wrap around his waist, holding a few very small leather satchels for necessities in travel. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight
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