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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 11:26 pm
-MUST-
'Ugh... Weird things have been happening lately, school's been stressful, and now this rain... Can this day get any worse?'
A boy, looking no older than seventeen, stood in the freezing winter rain, waiting for the bus to come. Shivering hard, he looked down at his watch, grumbling with anger that the bus was already late by fifteen minutes.
'... I guess it just did. If I catch pneumonia from this rain, I'm gonna sue the bus company...'
He let out a sneeze, but the sound was drowned in the falling rain. Looking around, he raised his eyebrow out of surprise, because he was usually never alone like he was noe. Somehow, he felt that this day had something wrong with it, unconsciously hoping that he never should have gotten out of the bed, fake sick, and stay home, or something, anything to get him out of this rain. A shiver ran through his body, and he clutched to his arms tighter, trying to warm himself up in the rain. A minute later, the bus 1824 began to show its headlight, approaching the stop.
'Finally...'
When the door opened, the boy jumped in bus, but stopped abruptly when he looked up. The bus driver was staring directly at him.
'Wh-what the... S-something on my face?' "Wh-what's wrong?"
He asked, but the bus driver did not respond. He just kept looking. Ignoring the uncomfortable stare, the boy began to make his way towards an empty seat.
"Hehe..."
At the unexpected sound of laugh, the boy's head snapped towards the driver again.
'D-did he just laugh?'
The bus driver had turned around and the bus began to move, but the boy did not take his eyes off of the bus driver as he sat down. After a while, he lost interest in the deranged driver and stared outside the window at the thick stream of the rain. It was too late when he began to spot unrecognizable buildings. Afraid that he got on the wrong bus, the boy immediately grabbed his bag and moved towards the driver once again.
"Excuse me, but did the route change?"
The freaky driver did not respond as he kept driving. Giving him a dirty look, the boy pulled on the stop cord with a sigh.
"Well, I didn't know about it. I'll get off now."
Moving towards the back door of the bus, the boy fretted at the thought of being in the rain once again. He stood, waiting, but the door never opened, and the bus never stopped.
"... No way...." 'What? No way? No way for what? Is this guy insane or something?'
The boy thought as he looked over at the bus driver, but he could not believe what was going on beyond the driver, pass the front window. The bus was speeding off the road, down a hill.
"THERE'S NO WAY TO LIVE!!! YOU BETTER REMEMBER THIS BUS!! AHAHAHAHAAA!!!! ..."*Translated and paraphrased from the "Must Labyrinth: the first story" page by Ham.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 1:25 am
-Rules-
Human characters only. NO powers or non-human races.
I am the God of this RP. and that means, that i am the only person who can kill other characters.
Be mature, no purposely making stupid decisions.
Follow Gaia's ToS/R&G.
Romance is allowed, but keep it clean.
When making a character, please do not make it extremely eccentric. Try to make your character as normal as possible. (Although a few eccentrics do make play interesting...)
When you die, you are allowed to remake a character only once.
Be respectful, especially towards me. If i kill you, it was because you made the wrong choice, not because i hate you.
Minimum three lines per post.
Title your PM "Labyrinth."
Puzzles must be solved my way. You cannot simply walk into a room and solve the puzzle your way.
Rules are subject to change.
-GAMEPLAY-
I do not participate in the rp. I am merely the supplier of the puzzles. May you come out alive.
Every player will be in the same room, solving the same puzzle, unless instructed to do otherwise.
If a newcomer arrives, he or she will be thrown in the same room as everyone, but the level of puzzle does not become easier. It will get harder as the group progress onto the next puzzle. Be aware of this fact.
Example Player A. Max Player B. Roxanne Contractor. Me
Contractor The door from which the two came from slammed shut as the last person crossed the doorway. The new room that they have just entered was entirely empty white room, only the florescent light shining down on them like a gloomy hospital hallway. On the opposite wall from which they came from, a small number pad, like the ones you might see at ATM machines except with no screen, hung along a note. 1 - 1 - 2 - 2 - 4 - 8 - 12 - 96 - 108 - ?
Max As soon as Max crossed the doorway, the door slid back into place, slamming shut. Turning back, he knew he couldn't go back. Observing the room, Max quietly cursed to himself, losing hope that he'll ever get out. Taking the note off the wall, Max stared hard at those numbers to make any sense out of it. "Well... I'm clueless. Any ideas?"
Roxanne Roxanne jumped at the sound of slamming door, but kept her view ahead at the keypad. When Max brought over the note, she snatched it his hand and paced around the room. "Looks similar to fibonacci... But the numbers aren't right... Maybe..."Walking over to the key pad, Roxanne began to press few numbers.
((Roxanne would specify the number in the post, and I would then write the result of her action. If she is right, a new passageway will open, if not you lose one life.))
Around everyone's right wrist is a thick metal wristband that you cannot take off. On this wrist band, ten small glass globes are attached to it, inside a sick green liquid swirling around. Don't try to break the wristband or the glass: it is bulletproof and then some. Every time you give an incorrect answer, a small needle will pierce your wrist from the inside of the band, injecting the liquid into your system. Yes, it is poison, and by the tenth injection... Well, let's hope you rot nicely in the labyrinth. Who knows... If you're lucky, you might find an antidote in one of the rooms...
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 1:32 am
-CHARACTER PROFILE-
[color=red] [size=9][b]Username:[/b] (duh...) [b]Name:[/b] (Nothing TOO asian, please.) [b]Age:[/b] (anywhere humanly possible 1-99?) [b]Gender:[/b] (Female/Male) [b]Appearance:[/b] (Good description is preferred, but picture is fine, too.) [b]Other:[/b] (Any other small facts.)[/size][/color]
-ACCEPTED PROFILE-
Username: StoicNinja Name: William Age: 20 Gender: Male Appearance: A Lean, swimmers build. Faded blue eyes. Black hair, long and parted down the middle. 5'9'', 173. He wears a faded black denim jacket, with a plain white shirt is worn underneath. Also, faded black denim jeans with cargo pockets at the sides of the thighs and worn black leather combat boots. He waers a chain necklace with a stylized crescent on it. Other: None
Username: creed_master Name: Randal O'Connor Age: 21 Gender: Male Appearance: Randal is 5'9", and he has a fairly muscular build. Randal is a simple person, wearing dark blue jeans that have been worn a few to many times do to the wearing seams and the large hole in the left leg. Aside from that Randal wears a plain white t-shirt with the number eight in the middle of its back. Beginning on his right hand near the base of his middle finger starts a line of barbed wire tattooed into his skin. The tattoo slides in and out of his skin wrapping around his arm and disappearing underneath his t-shirt's sleave, ending around the shoulder area. If he wasn't wearing a t-shirt, you would see a scar, jagged across his chest. This scar was one of many he attained from a car accident he was in the night of his twenty-first birthday. The rest of them hidden by his pants and hair. His hair is a dark, fiery red that he has always had. With his hair grown out, it provided a fiery veil, hiding his jade colored eyes. Other: None
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 1:33 am
-RP STATUS-
Accepting profiles.
Awaiting for more players.
-LIVES LEFT-
William: heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart Randal O'Connor: heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart
-ROOMS SOLVED-
-HINT-
ROOM 1 1. Four is necessary to move on. 2. Though it may be long, read everything.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 8:21 am
-REWARD-
Yes, there is a reward for coming out alive from the Must Labyrinth. Not only do you get to keep your head on your neck, you get few bonuses as well. Though the number of puzzles to be solved is yet unknown, besides from the antidote of the poison, the three that have solved the most puzzles will receive the following:
The Wittiest One - 5k in gaia gold.
The Excelling One - 3k in gaia gold.
The Interested One - 1k in gaia gold.
I wish you all good luck in claiming these treasures... But let's hope that you make it out alive first.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 2:34 am
-THE BEGINNIG: ROOM 1-
That bus that strayed off the road and crashed, you were in it. You witnessed all the happening between the boy and the bus driver, and somehow, you felt as if it was you that spoke to the bus driver and did of his actions. How silly.
When you awake, you find yourself staring at a clean white walls all around you. The room that you are in has absolutely nothing it in. Whatever that you may have been carrying is no longer with you. The others that were in the bus with you, they are all in the room, all starting to awake. All is present except that boy.
Besides from being all white, the room has an odd design on the floor. It has nine squares with each box containing a one digit number, range from 1 to 9. You find that if you stand or sit on one of the squares, the box sinks in slightly, making a mechanical clicking noise. The size of each box is too big that only one person can sit or stand each number. If one person tried to press two numbers, the distributed weight would be too light.
On one of the walls is a small piece of parchment paper hanging.
Welcome. How was the bus? If you wish to live, solve the question. The question has already been given.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 2:44 pm
"Oh crap, I think I've seen this movie." William said. "We're all dead."
He looked around him, taking note of the others who were just awakening. He studied the tiles on the floor, with their numbers and the way they sank into the floor slightly. He moved across the room, around the squares, and stood before the piece of parchment that was there.
Solve the question... it has already been given... if you want to live...
"What question?" He asked to himself, confused.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 8:31 am
Randal looked at the note, "How was the bus? Thats the question..."
Thinking a moment, "With numbers though...."
Randal began to pace the room in a slow, smooth motion glancing at the note and then to the square on the floor, mumbling the question over and over. A few minutes passed and he gave a slight grin, looking to the other person who was trying to figure out the puzzle and having a feeling that perhaps they were thinking the same thing.
"One, Eight, Two, Four, thats the bus number...that's the answer."
Randal moved over to the set of numbers, standing on one, then moving to two, then to eight, and finishing on four. He then looked around to see if it had worked, or if they would all have to stand on a separate number.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 4:12 pm
As Randal moved from one number to the next, the squares sunk downward with a mechanical clicking noise. However, when he left one square for the next, the square that had been pressed sprung back up with the same noise. Nothing happened afterwards. After some time of nothing, the ceiling slid open, and a small parchment note fell down to the group.
Yes, you remembered well. However, until everyone in the group as awakened, No one will move on.
((Meaning, go recruit people for this rp! xDD))
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 10:29 am
((Due to lack of people, until more people joins, only the first prize will be released, for now. Let's move on.))
Where there seemed only a wall, a vertical crack began to form from the middle and began to grow in length. Finally, the piece of the wall slid automatically sideways, opening a doorway for the two. From where they were, they could see that the room was the same exact white room as the one they were in now.
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