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Noir Songbird rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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 Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2022 2:09 pm
Quote: Space 4:Something smells rotten. You can’t see very far into the darkness, but if you squint closely a dark form seems to be dragging itself along the ground. Sometimes you see a pale hand almost close enough to grab you–or, maybe something does grab you. It’s cold, and frightening, and it’s trying to drag you out of bounds.
"s**t," she said, softly, and then, there was a powerful magical wind, and she yelped, sent flying.
There was a moment of darkness, and when she blinked awake, she was looking at a game board. It stretched out before her into the dark, and she looked down at the die in her hand.
"So we're Jumanji-ing this, huh?"
And, yes, she felt like she knew what she was getting into--but she tested anyway, walked to the edges, found glass barriers around all of them.
One way forward, she supposed.
She rolled the die.
4.
"Alright, let's go."
She jogged forward, and found that now that she'd rolled, she could go--up to the fourth square, where she stopped.
There was a smell in the air--something awful that it took her a moment tor recognize as the smell of carrots, dug out of the fridge months late. Food left abandoned. Rot.
She turned.
Something was coming for her, crawling out of the dark.
Casablanca yelped, and threw the dice again.
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Noir Songbird rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2022 2:10 pm
Quote: Space 8:Something slithers across your foot, so fast that you might have thought you imagined it. Except, a few seconds later, it happens again. And then, again. Snakes keep moving across your space. If you move, they see you–and they might bite. Some of them hiss, some are capable of spraying a poisonous liquid that can cause itchiness or burning.
And when she got to the last space, she paused to catch her breath, bending over and panting heavily. Whatever was back there in the dark was gone, and the smell of rot no longer tingled at her nose, which was a relief.
But the fear lingered.
And then she heard the hissing.
And something moved over her foot.
Casablanca froze.
She wasn't, on the whole, scared of snakes. Quite the opposite--she was rather fond of them, actually. Most snakes were just trying to live their slitherly little lives, and were much more scared of the giant intruding on them than the giant was of them.
These were not ordinary snakes.
Casablanca swallowed. she wasn't sure what the best thing to do was, but she couldn't exactly stay here forever, so she curled her fingers around the die and tossed it.
There was a cascading hiss around her, and as soon as the die hit the ground, she started running, not bothering to even see what it rolled.
She felt fangs sink into her ankle as she paused to scoop up the die, and it burned, but she just kept running. Her heart raced, and she let her feet carry her forward and did her best not to think at all.
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Noir Songbird rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2022 2:11 pm
Quote: Space 12:The smell of smoke is in the air. You can’t see what’s burning, but you can hear distant screams, and–carnival music? It feels like people are running past you, and the air fills with panic and alarm–but there’s nowhere for you to go, and the smoke is so thick. You’d better roll quickly so you can get out of here.
From smoke.
There was a strange carnival sound in the distance, and she spun, looking for the source, but there wasn't one--just the smell of smoke and fire and people running, and once again, animal panic seized her brain. A quick toss of the dice.
Another four.
And off she went, scooping it up behind her as she ran.
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Noir Songbird rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2022 2:15 pm
Quote: Space 16:As you step into your square, something cracks. At first, you can’t tell what it is, but as your full weight moves onto the square, the ground shifts beneath you. It’s cold, and it’s ice, and a hole falls underneath you, plunging you into frigid waters. There’s enough floating ice that you should still be able to roll the dice to get out of here, but you have to go quickly–you’re soaked, in chilly water, and something just swam by your feet.
"Oh no no no," she said, and she started stumbling forward, but she slammed into that infernal glass wall, and her fingers fumbled the die as she tried to roll.
She threw it, just as the floor gave out from under her and sent her plunging into icy waters.
She flailed, swam up, as fast as she could, and when she broke the surface, a tiny, pathetic sob passed her lips.
She was cold and wet and miserable. But on the ice she clungto, there was the die.
Four.
Four, four, four, four all the way. Did it mean something? She wasn't sure, and she wasn't sure she cared.
Casablanca scrabbled up onto the ice, and scrambled onto the path again.
At least it was open now.
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Noir Songbird rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2022 2:17 pm
Quote: Space 20:The end; once you have arrived here you are free to leave. You will see be basked in the glow of a beautiful, opalescent aura that will take you back home. If you arrived with a guest, you can leave without them or choose to stay until they make it to the end as well. When you arrive back in Destiny City, you may choose to keep the six sided die–if nothing else, it’s pretty! Though, it doesn’t seem to have any magical qualities, that might be for the best.
There was a soft, warm light.
And she was back on the street, and dry, and her hair was still disheveled but that was okay because she wasn't cold and wet anymore.
Accusingly, the die lay in the palm of her hand.
"Ugh, I'm keeping you," she told it, flatly. No sense in leaving it where someone else might get sucked in, obviously.
Besides, she'd won. She deserved a little trophy for her victory.
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