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 Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2014 7:19 pm
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. CALLUS▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀50/50 HP YVES▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀50/50 HP __________________ ACHIEVEMENTSDead Ends --- Zombie Encounters --- Monster Encounters ---
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2014 7:20 pm
A warlock has prepared you with a weapon of your own, brave hunter. You
enter through the thick fog of the maze with nothing but this weapon and
your comrades.
From a distance, you see the silhouettes of limping bodies against the
moonlight.
Designate which member in your team will roll. This can change every
turn, but everyone must post every round in order for you to continue! You do
not need to wait for the GM for dead ends and t-junctions.
You may begin posting now!
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Z o m b i k ii generated a random number between
1 and 30 ...
18!
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 5:45 am
[18] - T-junction
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Callus had disregarded his walking stick, his bear like hands now clung tightly to the handle of an axe, the bulky head making a thud against the hard ground and he hobbled. In truth, he did not know much of going on, but was curious about the game that was presented before them. He looked over his shoulder, pale eyes glancing at his partner, the blonde doll from the lounge. "Stay close - I might not be able to find you again if we get split up in this place." His voice, even though authoritative, was not at all threatening and instead rung with slight concern. It was quite ironic really, the start of some bad joke: A Delicate Prince and a Cripple walk into a maze... Two underdogs partaking in a challenge set to them by a magical being. What was he up to? What was the point of this? All to made made clear soon, he was sure.
The large hedges were tall around them, on the surface nothing seemed too out of the ordinary. However Callus found himself concerned, they were given weapons and something told him they were not meant to cut their way out of this place. Though he kept those concerns to himself for now, there was no need to make a fuss before things became clear, besides he did not know how easy Yves was to scare - he seemed the fragile sort. The large man stopped as the maze split into two paths, a small hum on concern leaving his lips as he glanced in either direction.
"Your call."
He shrugged, waiting for his partner.
---------------------------------------------------logue I think you can roll now, T-Junctions do not need staff input! <3
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 3:32 am
Hands gripped the crowbar until his knuckles turned white, Yves's thick, dark brows drawn down into the surliest scowl he could muster. Was this a game? Sure, it had to be! Just a game. But the atmosphere felt chilly, some kind of bad miasma hanging in the air. His eyes became large when he looked behind himself and saw the silhouettes, shuffling slowly in the distance.
Stay close. Yes, that seemed a grand idea. Yves was already instinctively glued to the side of the much, much larger man, and he cast a brief glance skyward to thank whatever merciful god had allowed him the meat shield that was this bear of a man. If anything, he could just run ahead and clear a path while Yves ran behind.
"Um," he mumbled, tapping his fingertips against his lower lip. Left, right. Left... right. He looked from one side to another.
As he studied the paths, his eyes narrowed to strain against the darkness. Both paths looked the same. Yves fumbled in his pocket, withdrawing a coin. When in doubt, a coin flip would do the trick. At least he could blame his poor luck if they died or something. He tucked the crowbar in the crook of his arm, gave the coin a toss, and turned it onto his palm.
"Tails," he said, looking up at Callus. "Left. And... we should probably hurry, monsieur, because I am not sure if those figures behind us are friendly, or... not. But there are a lot more of them than us, oui?" Although it was strained, he offered his most encouraging smile, crowbar raised protectively against himself.
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