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Mrrh, Patton and Pogo were simply minding their own business, doing their own things in their seperate lives. No where near each other.

Somehow, some way, this crazy orb that looks suspiciously like a giant bubble floats on over to you. No matter how you try to avoid it, no matter what you do to stay away (this is if you even try to stay away), it persistantly follows you! One way or another, whether it was your doing or the bubble's doing, it pops on you!

Suddenly, you're somewhere else! Is it a dream? Hum, maybe. Hey, who is that other person there with you? Wait a minute...where the heck are you?!



Apparently you're in an Amphitheatre, and a rather deserted looking one that that. It's dusty, the concrete and chairs are cold like they've never been sat in, nor been warmed up by the sun. As empty as it is...it's freaking loud! There are thousands of voices talking at once, as loud as the crowd would be after a game winning goal! So loud you can barely hear yourself think!

The only exit seems to be locked, and to unlock it, you need to find the key! Well, that's easy, the key is in a sealed box beside the door, and the keypad on the box suggests that it's not a regular code to get it open, either! Apparently you need a certain set of words to unlock the box. Luckily, there are no order to the worlds, so long as you have every word!

A piece of paper nearby states that there are twelve words needed...well, it looks like you'll have to ask the voices if they know the words to get to the key!

To talk to a voice you need to talk to one of the chairs, but look out - sometimes the voice just wants to talk about it's day. How unhelpful!

Find the twelve words to get the key to unlock the door!



Rules
---> Roll 1 20-sided dice with every post where you try to talk to a voice!
---> What the words are is entirely up to you.
---> Once the twelve words are spoken to the box, you get the key and can leave, yay!
---> This is a dream, but they will remember it clearly, just like they had met for real!

Dice Rolls
Remember, this is 1 20-sided dice!
1: The voice doesn't even acknowledge you.
2-10: It doesn't know the word, and it yells at you for interrupting it. How rude!
11 - 16: It chatters happily and pretends to know, but it's just wasting your time.
17 - 19: It happily tells you the word, but continues to chatter...just a little quieter.
20: It just tells you the word and goes silent! Thank god.




--> Patience.

It was like any usual day, it wouldn't be one if Mrrh wasn't suffering from one of his constant headaches. Today's though seemed super special as was evolving into a mirgaine.

He was laying on his couch, wincing as he heart the yelling and the stomping from the floor above. Roxy was in a bad mood it seemed, and Gera was just being Gera. At least the golem boy didn't yell back. He wasn't sure he could keep his cool if he was.

Mrrh wanted to smother his face with a pillow, by any means drown out the light and sound to make the pain lesson. Of course with his eyes closed he didn't the bubble looming above his head.

He bolted upright as suddenly he was surronded by a loud sound. His hands when to clamp over his ears instinctively, trying to drown out the horrible noise. He had to force his eyes open, blood red the scanned the....okay he wasn't in his room anymore.

Ah..no this was definantely not his.....aaaaahhhrrggg...The noise!

Wincing he was finding it very difficult to think at all. Giving a curse under his breath that..he was then wondering he spoke out loud at all. He could barely hear himself speak never mind think!

Forcing himself to look around he spotted the doors, and two young girls. He had never seen them before, not that it mattered right this moment he then stepped towards them, his head felt like it was going to kill him.

"H..Hey!!" He shouted as he then noticed the one girl was cheering along with the rest of the LOUD noises. He had an instant dislike for her why was she contributing to all this horrid noise?? Not like there wasn't enough of it...not to mention with a groan he noticed it wasn't dying down either.

He was working his way towards the pair though leaning more towards the quieter girl.

"HEY!" He shouted again feeling the stitches on his mouth stretch as he shouted.

He was lurching, feeling almost sick to his stomach; if there was anything in there besides water he was pretty sure he would of thrown it up by now. Thankgoodness he wasn't, since with his sewn lips that could of been very disgusting fairly quickly.

By the time he arrived to the girls and the door he wanted to hurt something badly. The pain was...enough it made his vision double a bit. He knelt down mostly hoping that being near the two girls would help buffer the loud noises.

"Ahh..." he moaned, though neither introduced themselves it neither seemed the time or place...never mind he doubted he'd be able to make out what they said. He did not want to get back up, but he forced himself to stand and he tried to the door...hoping out of all hope it would open..

Of course it was locked, the b*****d. He sat back down heavily, lulling his head over to see what the quieter girl was doing. At least the other one had stopped yelling. There were small blessings right? There was a peice of paper and a keypad. He waited for the girl to either finish with the paper she was examining and tell him what it said..or at least hand it off to him. Until then he continued to wince and flinch and cover his ears up as best he could.

Mrrh was feeling the very core of his being beggining to hate this place. The constant...noise. The sheer volume of sound. He waited imaptiently for the girl to be done with the note, and byt the time she had passed it over he wasn't sure if he could even read it. Thankfully it was then that she leaned over and whispered to him.

Ask...the voices for words? He gave her a raised eyebrow, obviously not sure what she meant but gathered enough by watching her sister run around talking to invisible people that ...he was suppose to do the same thing. He confirmed it by reading the note...vaguely. It hurt his eyes and head more to try and focus that way.

With a grunt he nodded his head and then pushed himself back to his feet. Staggering towards the closest spot to speak to a voice.

"Please...just..tell me the word..." He begged as he felt like his head was going to explode. He still was trying to block the noise with his hands over his ears though he had to listen to the voice's response..it was so hard to tell..did he miss it? No...of course not..the voice merly began a conversation with him. Chattering about how great the show was and he should sit down cause he was blocking peoples view and that he should join them....

He moved off...the mindless chatter was almost worse than the loud screaming.

Mrrh still was moving around much like a drunk person may, wobbling and swaying as he found the combination of noise and his migraine too much. Marching up..he tried to pinpoint another voice, snarling as he basically tried to scare it.

"What is the word?!" he shouted back.

"Peaches." Came the reply and then it went silent. Mrrh stood blankly. What...the..hell.

"The first word is PEACHES!" he shouted out though he was pretty damn sure his voice was going to get lost in the crowd. So he staggered back to the pinpad...and punched the word in perhaps a bit too fiercely and it was locked in. Now to go find the rest...

Mrrh moved his hands still covering his ears, he was beginning to want to hurt people. No wait he was beyong wanting to he had to. He only wished he could physically get his hands on any of the voices physical voices.

Approaching another voice he tried to interrupt it but instead found himself being yelled out for interrupting it loudness. He hissed taking a back peddling step trying to just get out of the yelling voice's range. FRICK. He just wanted out of here...

Onto the next..

Mrrh struggeled to keep his composure that was slowly crumbling away. He wanted to scream but he only ground his teeth instead. Staggering over to another disembodied voice he sighed trying to think again and was failing.

"...the..word..." He begged, the voice however just laughed.

"Word? there are lots of words, maybe I know the word you need." Chattered the voice who seemed very happy to find someone to talk to.

"..d.o you know it?" he asked starting to wonder if this voice was just f***ing around with him.

"Maybe maybe not...what will you give me if i tell you it?"

"I promise not to destroy you in..another life..."

The voice fell silent a moment, "uh...haha was just joking I don't know it."

Mrrh groweled and moved off.