Welcome to Gaia! ::

On entering the room, the door behind Team Venture would close and lock up; no amount of tugging would get it to open. They would then quickly realize that it was really, really cold. Freezing cold. The room was huge and filled with snow, pine trees littering the terrain like some sort of winter wonderland; there was even a small pond that had frozen over by the side of the room, small fish darting around beneath the surface.

At the other end of the room stood two identical snowmen. Upon seeing the group, they opened their mouths - made using two rolls of small, black stones - and spoke in unison:

“We are the guardians of the way onward.”

They fall silent. Then the one on the left speaks, “Both of these doors lead somewhere.”

“But it all depends on what you’re looking for,” the statue on the right chimes in, “If it is the way forward -”

“Oh! I know that one!” The one on the left interrupts. “It’s behind my door!”

The one on the right shakes its head. “No, it isn’t. You just want them to go through your door for your own amusement.”

“I am not!” The left statue retorts, “I’m only trying to help! You’re the one who is insisting on confusing them! Besides,” the statue turns towards the group. “Why don’t you lot pick?”

“It is your decision, after all,” the right statue adds with a nod. “Though you may wish to discuss it amongst yourselves; you must agree on one door, and must go through that door and only that door.”

“And we can’t tell you what’s behind the doors, either,” the statue on the left chimes in. “So don’t get any ideas! Just let us know which door you pick. And you can’t ask us any questions, either.”

The right statue says nothing, and watches the group expectantly.

Meanwhile, was it just you or had it started to snow? And was the temperature of the room continuing to drop...? Better hurry up and make a decision before you turn into giant Popsicle sticks!

[OOC Notes:
-> You may only pick ONE door, and everyone MUST go through that door!
-> Why not discuss it ICly?
-> When a decision had been made, have one member announce it ICly. Use bold, orange font so I won't miss it!
-> The room gets colder and colder and colder with every passing minute... Staying here OOCly over 24 hours might be a bad idea!]

Willow appeared and blinked looking around, it looked pretty cold in this place even as a ghost she gave a shiver. She looked around and actually moved closer to caddy, perhaps it'd help keep them warm while they waited. "Oh.... I hope the others show up quick." She whispered her ears flattened.

Still a little humiliated and upset Bul stepped into the room with the others keeping a watchful eye for the other two to show before proceeding any further. He'd wanted to ask Red about the situation but there was nothing he could really articulate that he knew wouldn't be scoffed at.

"Okay now next time when I initiate a ha-"

Bul Froze.

NO LITERALLY HE. FROZE. He stood, he shuddered for a moment then quickly wrapped himself in his arms. "No, NO! Didn't they get the ******** MEMO?" Bul snarled angrily. Cold was not some... THING he didn't like. No, cold was deadly for him. "This is a ******** joke.." Now very grateful he'd brought himself an extra sweater, the lizard boil proceeded past Cady and Willow to further observe the location. "This is some major HORSEMEN s**t," he snarled angrily. "I should've known they'd dump my a** back in Savage's exam."

Poutily he put his fingers to his temples and rubbed them. "When the other two get here... we gotta discuss s**t... I wanna leave this room at once."

Willow's ears twitched when Bul basically shouted angrily at being cold. She pulled off her Turban and plopped it on bulls' head. "There. That'll help some." She gave a nod. Obviously this was a moment of 'here borrow my hat'. "I didn't bring any blankets I don't think...." She frowned this would've been a good moment to have had blankets.

Her tail flickered as she looked around, "I'm sure he'll be here soon." The ghost hoped so at least, looking curiously at the doors and back to the group. She was pretty well debating which was worse and which was best. She was curious and her ears were perked trying to see if she could tell any difference.

It was such an innocent door, Damien wasn't expecting a full climate change in here but there it was, from pleasantly brink to a more extreme sense of chill. Not only that but green eyes watched in wide eyed scareling wonder at the scene of white over EVERYTHING. "Oooooooooh." was the only phrase he could utter before bounding through the strange stuff that was around that tasted like water except less liquid-y. but boil, did he bounce and hop around madly in the stuff while in his furrier, canine appearance.

"What this? WHAT'S THIS?"

was this the snow that Ren mentioned before on the other trip awhile back? was there also drunken trees here to hit on their ghouls? all the question he politely kept in his head before flopping over on the shakey ankled boil's legs, his hound body had very little problem with the cold unlike Bul. "You alright bud?" he queried before sniffling and wrapping himself around the other ghouls as well. "What savage here?" There's no boats here! You're silly Cady!"

The team gathered together and though the body heat was lingering around everyone, it didn't seem to be enough to fight off the blizzard that just kicked in. Bea was a bit amused by Bul's new hat, and huddling close to the fuzzy ones was just a nice feeling regardless. "Oh, Jack." Bea looked up at the snow storm forming, "Was that supposed to happen?" Bea said to herself but loudly enough for others to hear.

"Okay, so it's obvious, we all want to get out of here. But who can we trust besides ourselves? The stupid snowmen helps no one with their arguing. What do you guys think?"