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Yayoi rolled 1 12-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-12)
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 Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 10:20 am
The room was ungodly white. Who the hell created these places? Once his senses stopped screaming from all the white he could finally make out the table in the center. And the tiny door at the far end of the room. Well how the hell was he suppose to fit through that? Looking at the table a second time he noticed the bottles. Maybe one of them was the key to getting out of here. He moved closer to examine them closer. But there really was no difference. How was he suppose to pick the right one? Oh well. Trial and error he supposed. Drinking from the first one it was bitter. He hadn't expected that. All of a sudden he wasn't in the room anymore. Before him knelt what seemed like millions of people. All of them chanting his name in session with how he was their evil overlord. Yes, he could get used to that. The crowd seperated and down the small aisle walked Harlow. They were taking her to prison. All he could think was that she deserved it for opposing him. He laughed maniacally. The feeling of ultimate power. Ultimate control. It was refreshing. Roll: 1
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Yayoi rolled 1 12-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 10:35 am
After that fun little dream, Zascha moved on to the next bottle to try. This second was was sharp. Kind of like drinking pure lemon juice. It caused the muscles around the hinges to his jaw to tighten. One of those weird reactions to sour things that you just couldn't control. Before his eyes the world melted away. The landscape was vast and barren. Everything in ruins. Looking down at his clothes they were dark, dirty brown with tears and patches here and there. The dust picked up by the wind caused him to pull a piece of dirty cloth over his mouth and nose. Had the apocalypse happened when he was busy in these stupid rooms? Was he asleep? He just couldn't tell. It was all so real. A strange creature came bounding up to him and he stepped back before it stopped and looked at him curiously. "What's wrong evil master?" Was that....Harlow's voice....? What the hell. "Uhhhh...where are we?" "In the dead lands. Everythings dead. DEAD DEAD DEAD NO LIFE!!"Covering his ears, he grimaced at all the noise it was making. Well it certainly didn't act like Harlow he was sure of that. With a sigh he turned to head towards what looked like a city. Except there was nothing here. Nothing but abandoned, crumbling buildings. The only life he could tell were some bugs and random strange looking creatures. It finally occurred to him that he was, indeed, all alone. Roll: 2
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Meegane rolled 1 12-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 11:01 am
Fourth DrinkQuote: EVENT 1: You drink a drink that tastes a little sweet-sour. You immediately drift off and dream a dream where you are a hero rescuing a princess (the person who posts above you, if nobody posts above you, you can just choose a friend of your character's). The princess says whatever garbled dialogue the person who posted above you did. If they didn't say anything, the princess simply continues to shout "save me" dramatically. You must woo the princess out of a burning tower and then escape (or something like that). So good so far, AJ decided to have his fourth drink, this one was like a honey citrine mix. "I rather like the taste." The boil had come up with the conclusion that he liked this room so much better than the palace one. Fun taste drinks with interesting weird dreams. So much better.... He was under a tall tall tower and a princess was shouting.
It was shaking, the tower was about to fall, and as a gentleman rogue, he needed to save her him. Who said man can't be a princess? His princess was a pretty handsome one in a man dress, his voice wasn't scared, but more like testing his ability. If his princess want him to prove himself, he had no problem with that. "Hold on, Zascha-hime, your hero is coming." It wasn't a really difficult job when he had claws. Soon he reached the top of the burning tower. "Hime, give me your hand, let me take you out of the misery. You will be safe when I am here, I promised." AJ gave the pretty man princess an assuring smile and reached out his hand. "Trust me princess." He looked into his eyes sincerely. When Zascha gave him his hand, AJ was relieved. Princess-carrying his princess, the boil jumped off from the burning tower and landed on a dragon. "No worries, Princess, that's my best partner - Dwa. Dwa, take us to the flower plains, the princess needs a good rest." Yayoi Sorry, Zascha becomes a man princess
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Yayoi rolled 1 12-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 11:22 am
Onto the third. The warm, purple drink was...really gross. He felt as if he needed to toss a few ice cubes into it to make it taste any better. That was when the room changed once again. In this one though he had to make a decision. Standing before him was AJ on his left, on his right stood his youngest sister. This dream confused him. There was a monster there with his sister....was this....? Rage filled him. It had to be. This was life giving him a second chance. He had been powerless the first time, Zascha didn't want to be powerless again. But he felt weak. Something, teeth on his ear. Fingers running down his spine. Looking down at his hands there was a blade, a runic blade. When had he picked this up? He looked up to both, tears streaming down his little sister's face. "Save me Zascha! Don't let me die!" Her words rang in his ears. He looked to her and back to AJ. He had no ties to this creature, Deus was meant to eliminate these creatures anyway. Without a second thought he lunged forward. Roll: 3
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chiickadee rolled 1 12-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 11:25 am
Chel apparently wanted to stay in her dragon-princess-saving reality, and so she did with another swig of the shiny red bottle.
What she found was now a dude in her arms, but Chel was very pan and very open to any kind of princess being in her arms.
"Save me Zascha! Don't let me die!"
"Uh ... I don't know you. But you're hot. So I'll take it." Kind of weird she was being called Zascha- maybe another weird nickname like Milo's "zyu-pink"?
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 11:36 am
[ENTERING]
Dakota grinned as he patted a certain mist huntress on the head. "Remember to stick close Mols." He looked at the room, with its bottles. "We don't know what could happen in here." Plus he'd do everything to keep the mist huntress safe. No way would anything happen to his BFF in here.
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Yayoi rolled 1 12-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 11:37 am
His fourth drink was mellow. After all the other sharp, bitter, acidic, gross purpley tasting drinks. This one was a bit enjoyable. The room faded and suddenly he was standing inside what looked like a church....? There was a huge gathering of people sitting in the pews. Oh, that was right. He was getting married today. Ahahaha he must have fallen asleep on his feet. The bachelor party ran pretty late last night. Music began to play and everyone's heads turned before they stood up. The doors at the farthest end of the aisle opened revealing the bridge. Dressed all in white, a veil over her face. Zascha sucked in a breath as the wedding march began to play and she slowly made her way down the aisle. A long white train flowing behind her. His heart pounded in his ears. Was that nerves or just part of the hangover he was still fighting? Time seemed to slow as she drew closer and closer until finally she had reached the end. The pounding in his ears grew louder. When she turned to face him Zascha reached for her veil, slowly as nervousness still dug its claws in. What was he to be nervous about? They were already here. Not like she would run away now. As he finally lifted her veil completely Zascha couldn't help himself. Dakota stood in front of him in all bridal glory. Roll: 4
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Meegane rolled 1 12-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 11:40 am
Fifth Drink Quote: EVENT 11: You drink a drink that tastes a little grapey. You dream a dream where your power is compromised, and you must sacrifice someone for the sake of everyone else. You pick (the character of the person who posted above you. If there isn't one just pick a friend of your character). You say something to them and they respond with (whatever garbled dialogue the post above you has). Fun dream with a stranger.....AJ started to think if the one appeared in his dream was real, Andrew and Maple was surely real, they were his friends, but the others.....He didn't know them but they seemed so real, like his experience in the Wonderland dream. Until now, he still couldn't conclude whether it was simply a dream. With a short sigh, he picked up another bottle. It tasted like grape juice but more bitter. Yes. Power. He loves the feeling of being surrounded by power. "If you want it, choose one of them to sacrifice." The voice said. He looked at the two: One was his sister, and another one - was his Zascha hime who he promised to protect. AJ gave his once-his-princess a bitter look. "I am sorry princess, I guess- I can't keep my promise...." Although he hated her and wanted her to die, they were still siblings, that would never change until he died. He kissed his princess on the pillar on his forehead while penetrated her with the dagger, blood slowly dripped down from his lovely man dress. "You are so pretty, same as your blood." He grinned while turning away. "Now give me my power." There was a wicked grin on his bloodstained face which he wiped some of Zascha's blood onto it.
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Lucyal rolled 1 12-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 11:46 am
ENTERING "R-right!" Molly replied, biting on her lip nervously as she followed Dakota. Even if she wasn't sure what was going on exactly...orders were orders, and she clung onto them desperately. Once they entered the room though...Dakota wasn't there. "...S-Shawty?" Oh no...now she was faced with all these bottles all around and there was no other alternative... An order was an order, and she needed to get out and find Dakota again! She hesitantly picked up a bottle and took a sip, cringing at the taste. Quote: EVENT 7: You drink a drink that tastes a little sharp and acidic. You dream a dream where you live in a post-apocalyptic world where all your friends have died. Your only companion is a talking minipet named (the character of the person who posted above you. If there isn't one just pick a friend of your character). They mostly say insane things such as (whatever garbled dialogue the post above you has). You deal with a solitary life alone.
Well...she did have a minipet that talked she found from the ruins of the Zoo...she named it AJ but as of late...
He was really creeping her out.
Molly glanced nervously at the pet as it garbled: "You are so pretty...same as your blood...now give me my power."
Molly wondered if she carried a heavy stone into the water if she'd see her friends soon.Roll 1
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 12-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 11:49 am
Dakota grinned as he took his swig, wondering what was up with this stuff. Oh s**t, this stuff tasted GREAT.
The trip after was even more worth it. He looked around the forest, tucking his hands into his pockets as a little girl on a mushroom came over to him. He patted her on the head as she gave him a hug and nodded.
"Keep tight kid." he waved, "I'll see you on the flip side." And then he was awake. But he needed to find Molly, and wouldn't leave the room until he did.
It was time to play inception.
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Yayoi rolled 1 12-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 11:56 am
Ok...that one was disturbing. Once he woke up again Zascha was hesitant to take that fifth drink. But he did it anyway. He needed to get out of here and soon. Again the room changed. Zascha fell to his knees, his shoulders slumped in defeat as he looked up at his arch-nemesis. His best friend from childhood stood there, laughing in his face. "You are defeatedead! Now is the time of your death and you shall die and the world shall be all mine!" So this was how it was going to end was it? Well, at least he wouldn't have to live in this world. Roll: 5
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Lucyal rolled 1 12-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 12:06 pm
Quote: EVENT 9: You drink a drink that tastes a little fizzy. You dream a dream where you have become the ultimate minipet collector and battle master. Your rival however, is the son of the Professor Deadoak, named (the character of the person who posted above you. If there isn't one just pick a friend of your character). You challenge them to a minipet battle and they respond with (whatever garbled dialogue the post above you has). A choice is made. Molly was in tears after that one, vigorously shaking her head as if it would shake off the bad feelings she got from that dream. She sniffled as she looked at the other bottles. She really didn't want to...where was Dakota? She needed to get through the room though... She glumly took another bottle and drank it. Today was the day! She was the ultimate minipet master! Molly wasn't quite sure how she made it here...but here she was! Her team of Canon Cats devastated all of those who stood before her...and Molly looked up to see Zascha, Professor Deadoak's son, standing across from her. Oh! Maybe he wanted to spar too? "You are defeatedead! Now is the time of your death and you shall die and the world shall be all mine!" Huh...well...Okay! Maybe he was just really excited to battle.
Mini-pets started flying out left and right as they battled and Molly cupped her face as she gasped. "Oh my gosh! It's so big! I've never seen one that big before!" Clearly as a professor's son, Zascha would come across minipets she'd never seen before!Roll 2
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 12-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 12:06 pm
Welp the only way to find Molly was to keep drinking the drinks. the next one he tried was more mellow, and relaxing.
The scene dropped from a room of bottles to a large church decorated in flowers. Outside the arched windows was a beautiful forest countryside. But really the beauty was inside.
Across from him stood the woman he loved. It was a woman, and a woman he knew well. Just as much as Candace, their best friend. he had been waiting so long.
"I've been waiting Molly...." He pulled up her veil, smiling at the freckled redhead underneath. "Are you ready?"
Molly nodded, opened her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh my gosh! It's so big! I've never seen one that big before!"
Dakota grinned, placing the wedding ring on her finger with it's big fat diamond. "That's not all that's big wife." He waggled his eyebrows and kissed the bride.
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Meegane rolled 1 12-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 12:10 pm
6th DrinkThat wasn't so good to sacrifice someone's life, the boil sobered from his dream and whispered a sorry. "AJ?" The Head asked worriedly. "Nothing, Bro. Don't worry." He had stayed in the same room for a while and he thought it's time to left, so he picked from the remaining seven bottles. His eyes stopped at a pink one which emitted a sweet fruity aroma. He thought it won't be a bad one, so he gulped the whole bottle up. .....He was walking in a forest which sounded so familiar. Everything was bizarre but joyful, at the end of the path, he met a girl on a big mushroom, swinging her legs lightly. "You are -you look familiar....but sorry I can't remember your name..." The boil apologized to the faceless girl in lovely white apron and blonde hair. Even without the face, he would know she was smiling and moved closer as her beckoning. And then there was a hug and some encouraging words. "You can do it" She whispered -- He was awaked, standing in front of the door. Was that all a dream? He turned back to look at the table, there were twelve bottles again. "Am I just dreaming Bro? It seemed so real....or are we dreaming now? It-it's so hard to tell...." The boil was quiet for a while as if he was thinking, then cheered up. "Let's go Bro! New things are waiting for us ahead!" The door wasn't small anymore, and he can walk out from it without difficulty. Quote: Event 12: You drink a drink that tastes a little peachy.. You dream a dream where you are in a fantastic, colourful forest setting. A girl is seated on a mushroom but she has no face, just a blue dress and white apron with gold hair. She beckons you forward, and gives you a small hug. "You can do it", she whispers, and then you are back in this room, and in front of you is the open door. You exit. [ Exit ]
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Yayoi rolled 1 12-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Jun 11, 2014 12:11 pm
Ok, sixth time was a charm yes? The sixth one was kind of sour. Not quite as tasty as the last one was. Soon he found himself in a strange land. Looking down at himself he was dressed in just as equally strange garb. It was cold here. Very cold. Glancing up there was a woman in front of him, dressed in similar clothing. At least the dark drabness that their clothes had was similar anyhow. And he had wings? She tapped her foot against the ground, waiting. "Why are you acting so strange Zascha? Do you want me to show you around the island of our clan or not?""Clan?" Oh, that was right. He had come from one of the outposts. Returning to the island of the Death clan. He had forgotten how cold it was here after time in the Sahara. But it was a welcome, familiar cold. "Right, lets go. A lot must have changed since the last time I was here." Roll: 6
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