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[8 hours have passed]


Lural East leads to a nice looking wall, will more walls ajacent.... perhaps she should backtrack a little... before the wall starts getting ideas.

emothunder Emo considers the wall that the long twisted east has presented her will. The wall considers emo. Backtracking there is a westerly direction yet unexplored.

Ishtanballa is faced with a long twisting path leading further west, until it turn sharply south and comes to an intersection; west or east?

moonlit-raven And lo, another dead-end appeared. Raven had just loaded something looking remarkably like a grenade into her gun when she remembered that this was a maze, and the walls were probably too thick to break. She would have to try a new direction


DraconicFeline Moved south and found herself drifting like on stairs, soon she was moving east. A corridor soon appeared heading north, or she could continue south.

AlamoraineContemplated important things, like sausages dipped in cheese sauce... and Sweetdeily's gentle, caring, loving hands.

Liath Black Di Hollow remains in place, suddenly choosing to emulate a turkey in the rain, lolling her head back and opening her mouth wide to wait for rain that wouldn't come to drown her.

Mei Silja Continues west and soon finds herself heading north, after a few minutes of heavy-breathing, she sees a turn to the west, or she can continue north. A strange sound comes from the north.... like.... snoring....

MAKE YOUR CHOICE WITHIN 8 HOURS OF THIS POST
Or you'll stand around till you choose. Meaning you will not move till you pick a direction.

Lural trudges through the confusing, evil maze, wishing its death and kicks... something. A ball of string. Alone, in a corridor. She looks at the golden ball of string utterly bewildered. She shrugs and stuffs it in her pocket before continuing to storm through the maze. Determined to find a way out. Or a way to the middle. Or something a little more exciting then string.

Around the next corner-- and what looked suspiciously like /another/ cross-roads a scantily clad Aphrodite stopped Lural with a wave of her hand. A long speech and boob-jiggling later pointing out that the ball of string was in fact.... the beacon.

Lural looks at it then back at her. How....anti climactic....the uber beacon was a ball string....

Humms and trudges along, opting to go west since east hadn't helped me much before.

Shoi keeps dragging Draconicfeline South.
Because she is dizzy.
"Godddamn planet gravity and magnetic field and human vomit...."

Meanwhile, Draconicfeline was desperately looking for the sparkly pony who had vanished a little while ago.
"Pony? Pony?"

The walls of the maze began to sizzle and pop before suddenly meltinggggg.... oh what a world....

The poor souls transported to this strange new land soon found themselves... back where they had come from.

Safe. Sound. And wondering what had become of their twisty oponent.

Elsewhere, a ball of string. And the potential for great mischeviousness