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| Post #16: 13th Apr 2012 5:06 AM | |
Phase 16- Room 7355
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King Frostilicious opened his eyes. He was in a horrible room surrounded by everybody else laying in a heap on the floor. He rubbed his head and sat upright...what just happened....?
Everything was covered in a strange blue mist. How...strange...what?
Slowly the inhabitants of the room began to wake up. Everybody was still there and in once piece. Nothing seemed to have change but the rumbling was gone. Frosti rubbed his head nervously. That was...weird...
Ninefingers got to his feet and stretched. Still in the awful red room by the stairwell and the shuttle hadn't moved from the East either. Nothing seemed to have changed at all but he felt very unsettled.
There was no indication they would be penalised for their lack of moving.
Alex woke up and looked around.
"What happened?" He said miserably.
Ninefingers shrugged.
"Whatever it is I don't trust it won't be coming back. We best get moving."
Alex nodded firmly.
You each have 24 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (13):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
G
Iron Face
James the Mime
Jeffrey Fernandis
King Frostilicious
Kiwi
Leos
MLWW
Natalie
Ninefingers
Walter White
Exits:
East
West
Board the Shuttle |
Compass
Map??
Could be anywhere in maze
Group U
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| Post #17: 14th Apr 2012 4:51 AM | |
Phase 17- 5028
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Kiwi glanced over at Frosti and Alex angrily. Something was fishy since everything jumped about and he was having none of it. MLWW shrugged.
"I think you need to all calm down." He said but whatever. He opened the release to the next room. The group wandered in casually to what was a very dark and unpleasant place. It was downright creepy. It was dark, damp and unpleasant. Ninefingers tenderly sniffed the air and wished he hadn't.
"Fungus." He confirmed. "My sinuses be screwed up for a while."
The room was full of plant life all round. It was green but not in a pleasant way. In a dark, dead, wintery sort of way. There were two large dead trees looming over everything. Kiwi looked upwards at the two UV lights that were creating this artificial monstrosity and frowned.
In between the two was a shaded glass tunnel. It moved from the West right through to the East. Frosti sat down on his pack rubbing his eyes and squinting. He massaged his temples momentarily and shook his head.
At the back of the room there were a series of very large cobwebs that glistened in the dim gloom. A variety of mushrooms and fungi sprouted up beneath on the dank mossy floor.
"Oh men not the spider :( " Jeff said shaking. He backed away nervously and tripped over something laying on the floor with a scream. Ninefingers rushed over to help him upright. He seemed to be okay.
Then Alex crouched down to look at the bundle laying on the floor. It was a person....another...prisoner...
Everybody stared on in the gloom to try and make out the face of the recumbent person. Alex leant forward and tenderly felt the pulse.
"He's aliv-" He started as the figure's eyes shot open.
Scrabbling backwards against the surface of a dead tree the figure glared at the group in shock and awe.
"El demonio!" The figure screamed making the shape of the cross with it's fingers. It squinted up at the surrounding group. And then it smiled. "El grupo!" It shouted with a laugh.
"Finalmente!" It cheered. He smiled.
"Eduardo!" He said proffering a hand towards the others. Ninefingers took it nervously and shook. He remembered the gent from their time in the ante-room now he'd spoken and their eyes were adjusting to the gloom. Eduardo grinned.
"Tell me! Sus aventuras! What has happened on your viaje?"
You each have 24 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (14):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
Eduardo Vega
G
Iron Face
James the Mime
Jeffrey Fernandis
King Frostilicious
Kiwi
Leos
MLWW
Natalie
Ninefingers
Walter White
Exits:
West
South |
Compass
Map
Notes
Eduardo entered the room, will not roleclaim, says there is evil amongst us. Doesn't like Kiwi. | | |
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| Post #18: 15th Apr 2012 3:08 AM | |
Phase 18- 1274
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Eduardo nodded to the group as they watched him cautiously.
"We are all amigos now si?" He spoke tenderly.
"Come, this way!"
Eduardo pressed the release for the Southern door. As he did a brightness flooded in. Such a welcome relief from that creepy place with all the fungus and dark. Eduardo smiled at the surroundings but shook his head a little.
"Bestio home." He said firmly. Ninefingers trailed behind. There was sand all over the floor. It had been greatly disturbed by something. Some of the sand marks had been dusted away. Beneath them, a number of deep scratched out grooves lay in the floor. Ninefingers shuddered at what might have claws that large.
Iron Face frowned at the large metal door to the West of the room. An image of a three headed beast was painted across its surface. He absent-mindedly fumbled around with it looking for some kind of access but it wasn't shifting. The door was very heavily sealed. Probably with good reason based on the grim mural.
In front of it there was a huge wooden platform that loomed over them all. Shackles and broken chains fit for something gargantuan were scattered in front. They moved around in all directions. There had been a struggle here, there was no doubt about it.
"Check this out!" Said Alex excitedly. The group gathered around a large monitor set into the Southern wall. Above it a platform loomed out with tracks and an all too familiar red light. The metal door on the platform had a blue ring painted around it.
Glancing at the monitor, the group saw the following:
Looking back thoughtfully at the broken shackles, perhaps it was time to move on. Kiwi stood with his arms folded at the side of the room, watching the old Spaniard carefully.
You each have 24 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (14):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
Eduardo Vega
G
Iron Face
James the Mime
Jeffrey Fernandis
King Frostilicious
Kiwi
Leos
MLWW
Natalie
Ninefingers
Walter White
Exits:
North
East
South |
CERBERUS HOME
Compass
Map
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| Post #19: 16th Apr 2012 3:01 AM | |
Phase 19- 2032
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MLWW glanced at the map hoping it would change display now that the door was open but it wasn't updating. He frowned as Eduardo shook his head.
"Si amigo, the doors. We must move now."
MLWW shrugged and whacked the door release rather sharply. He marched through into the next room and glanced around. Bright red. This looked familiar. Were they just going in circles or?
As he continued to mull it over, a staircase descended from a door in the ceiling. It clicked to the floor with a clunk. The others walked in and felt uneasy at the sight of yet another bright red room of mystery. MLWW looked back at the others and looked on as the same mystery voice appeared.
"MLWW. YOU HAVE BEEN SUMMONED TO THE RED ROOM. PLEASE ASCEND THE STAIRCASE AND WAIT PATIENTLY."
MLWW laughed a little and bounded up the stairs two at a time. This ought to be good. He saluted the group below as the staircase ascended into the ceiling once more. And with that, he was gone entirely from view.
Ninefingers paced the floor. These red rooms made him extremely uncomfortable. They didn't need more trust issues in their close knit circle. Eduardo looked on curiously at the ascended staircase. Leos looked on angrily at Eduardo but gave up when nobody was looking and took a nap in the corner.
King Frostilicious stared up at the ascended trapdoor. His eyes were thoughtful but he didn't say anything. He rested his head on his hands as beads of sweat poured from his forehead. He then blinked a couple of times to try and get a better focus before apparently giving up and shutting his eyes.
Overhead the all too familiar shuttle tunnel followed a straight path from the North to the South, running just behind where the trapdoor had descended.
You each have 24 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (14):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
Eduardo Vega
G
Iron Face
James the Mime
Jeffrey Fernandis
King Frostilicious
Kiwi
Leos
MLWW
Natalie
Ninefingers
Walter White
Exits:
East
West |
Map
Compass
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| Post #20: 17th Apr 2012 9:20 PM | |
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"Amigos, this way please."
Eduardo pressed the release and disappeared beyond. There was a silence. MLWW looked around at the group and then shrugged. Whatever. Time to get this stupid thing over with. He pressed the release to re-open the door and stepped through.
There was a creepy silence as he walked to the figure in the centre of the room. Eduardo was staring with his back turned. MLWW paused and glanced around. The glowed a sickening purple colour. It was very dark and very unsettling. Overhead a shuttle platform loomed towards the East with an orange ring painted around the sealed metal door.
MLWW glanced Northwards, Southwards and maybe...Westwards. All of the doors were normal. None of them were large. None of them had an eye. MLWW scanned the floor. The room was not particularly warm for the environment down here and there were no rivers. The floor was purple, and covered in a strange scaly substance.
All over the walls, strange alien looking pods glowed in the awful purple light. Eduardo turned around. His eyes were bright red. Eduardo grinned at MLWW menacingly. The door behind opened as the rest of the group poured in. Kiwi glanced at the doors, the lack of the river and at the sinister looking Eduardo. He reached towards his pack swiftly and pulled out the machete.
Eduardo laughed in his sweet Spanish tones which quickly devolved into a malevolent cackle. The pods on the walls began to glow strangely in shades of yellow and blue. They throbbed as they let out unsettling hues. The throbbing came alongside an awful squelching noise. As the pods glowed, so did Eduardo.
He lurched forwards smiling.
"My poder......amigos......hombres......."
"My poder.....is in.....this room......"
He cackled loudly as Kiwi ran forward, stabbing the old man in the chest before pulling back. The figure looked down at this wound and cackled some more before thrusting an arm out and sending Kiwi hurtling into a nearby wall hard.
The room began to shake and rumble as the orchestra of throbbing pods overtook all of the senses. The figure of Eduardo lurched and jerked uncomfortably. The figure spasmed repeatedly as it fell forwards and back. It jerked out limbs at strange angles. Then it shook full bodily with each glow and growled.
The growl turned into a heart-stopping shriek. It was the most hellish and ungodly sound any of the group had ever heard. The shriek filled the air and made all of their bones shiver. It thrust out its arms which were throbbing. The shirt ripped as the figure's chest jutted out and it grew to an alarming size. The legs became thick and heavy. The arms became enormous.
The once frail old man lurched off the ground. Its shoulder-blades began to jut out into horrible looking horns. Its neck stretched upwards and the flesh on the face retracted until it was skin tight. The red eyes changed to pitch black, like staring into oblivion. Its hair spread and became white and rugged. Then its body jerked as two extra arms forced their way out of the mass of flesh.
Looking on the group were shaken with terror. Natalie scrunched up her eyes. It was making her sick. Iron Face joined her as Walter stood in front of both for protection. Ninefingers rushed across the room to the recumbent Kiwi and helped him upright. Kiwi snarled.
The figure's...transformation completed. The beast hissed and snarled. Then it growled a hoarse, gravelly growl before screaming out once more. The screams were loud and horrible. On large, spindly, bounding legs it dashed towards the group. Lurching out with one of its enormous forearms it grabbed a hold of MLWW.
MLWW yelled in agony as the beast hoisted him off the ground and held him in place with razor sharp talons. The talons tore into his flesh along his arms as blood trickled out. It then licked its lips, holding the figure of MLWW high in the air before tearing off an arm with enormous, razor-sharp teeth. MLWW shrieked in agony as his arm was wrenched clean off.
The figure continued to bite in the most gruesome manner. Ninefingers lurched around the side of the beast, nodding calmly. The beast looked down and shrieked, attempting to grab him with a second arm as Ninefingers lurched forward, smashing his full weight against the beast's lower body.
It tumbled backwards a little bit and let out a blood-curdling scream. The machete was sunk into its neck at a very awkward angle. It stumbled and faltered around letting out wails and yelps as it teetered this way and that. Ninefingers nodded once more as King Frostilicious tore the pods from the wall, one by one.
After about the third attempt the creature wailed out and lashed forwards at the King but it trippled and gurgled as it smacked against the floor. Walter White lurched forwards and jumped, full bodily onto its head. There was an unholy shriek as the beast lay motionless and crushed. A large serpent-like tongue hung out to the side. It was finally dead. Disgusting fluid seeped from its body.
There was a whimpering in the corner of the room. The collective eyes turned to look at Leos clutching his shoulder. He shook his head and tried not to make eye contact. Another gurgle followed causing everybody to turn their eyes once more.
A crushed and battered MLWW lay in the middle of the room. One of his arms was quite a distance away from his body. The pool of blood that had formed beneath him was unsettlingly large. The figure was smiling.
Jeffrey walked over and helped turn his body around. The vest he was wearing was completely intact but the rest of him wasn't. Deep wounds gushed from his neck and lower body. His face was quite torn up. He was smiling.
"I.....I c-....I cant hear...the-..."
MLWW's eyes closed softly for the very last time. He was dead.
You each have 24 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (11):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
Iron Face
James the Mime
Jeffrey Fernandis
King Frostilicious
Kiwi
Leos
Natalie
Ninefingers
Walter White
Exits:
North
South
West |
MLWW died and was revived. Wondering if he's Wendigo or not. | | |
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| Post #21: 18th Apr 2012 3:50 AM | |
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The door to the West opened as the figure walked in. It was nursing its head rather tenderly. A large gash was visible on the side. It glared at King Frostilicious intently before scanning the rest of the room.
It saw a giant...what was that? Beast on the floor. The beast was horrible. It was gigantic and had four arms with white hair growing down in a frightful mane. The deep black eyes looked very dead. G followed the trail of blood along the room coming to stop at the corpse of MLWW.
MLWW's face had been battered in beyond recognition but G could still tell who it was. Blood surrounded his remains and the walls. One of his arms was torn off. It lay a distance away on the floor.
Around the walls were a number of alien looking pods. Some of them were torn off, others were still standing. The entire room had a disgusting purple hue to it.
G glanced up at everybody.
"Group explain what has been GoinG on..." G murmured.
You each have 24 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (12):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
G
Iron Face
James the Mime
Jeffrey Fernandis
King Frostilicious
Kiwi
Leos
Natalie
Ninefingers
Walter White
Exits:
North
South
West |
Map
Compass | | |
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| Post #22: 19th Apr 2012 4:51 AM | |
Phase 22- Room 6720
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Frosti pressed the release for the Northern room before taking a quiet moment to reflect. Then he smiled.
"Nah just kidding!" He said and rushed into the Northern room. Ninefingers glared and shook his head. He walked over to the carnage that lay in front of him quietly. Iron Face stepped forwards sadly and nodded.
"Goodbye Leos and MLWW. You were never the most outspoken amongst us...but you were always part of us. And we will miss you."
Iron Face walked up towards the Northern door and pressed the release. Frosti was sat at a computer terminal to the North of the room smiling as he tapped away at keys frantically.
"What kept you bitches?" He said grinning. Ninefingers shook his head.
"Should you be messing with machines that you don't be understanding?" He said firmly. Frosti just shrugged.
"I found it so I figured it's mine!" He said grinning. Kiwi marched over and pushed him out of the way glaring.
"Don't." He said flatly.
Frosti rubbed his head miserably. His subjects had no respect.
The room was dimly lit but the computer at the back was emitting enough light to see by. A ton of machinery was situated beneath it. The display on the monitor was flashing. It said "Please enter name of individual to target. Ratio currently at 50%"
Alex walked up to the machine and frowned.
"I think we're meant to put in the names of people. Dunno what it does beyond that."
Frosti smiled. "Let's do it!" He yelled.
G rubbed his head in the corner sourly as he glared at Frosti.
You each have 24 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (11):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
G
Iron Face
James the Mime
Jeffrey Fernandis
King Frostilicious
Kiwi
Natalie
Ninefingers
Walter White
Exits:
South |
Compass
Map | | |
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| Post #23: 20th Apr 2012 12:21 AM | |
Phase 22- Room 6720
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Ninefingers sat at the computer terminal and cracked his knuckles.
"Let's be getting this thing on the go!" He said firmly. "While we still be young."
Walter was sat in the corner struggling a little with his ordeal. Jeffrey stood and stared nervously as Ninefingers sat and type the name in the computer.
"##Raking Czair"
He typed firmly.
His finger hovered over the enter key and then he shrugged. Natalie shut her eyes. She didn't dare watch.
"When at hell's gate!" He said firmly.
"If I don't be making it friends, find the key and slay the ojo."
Nerves were stretched and tense as Ninefingers hovered for a moment longer and then he finally caved. He pushed down on the keyboard hard.
"Enter".
The computer began to display a message.
"Searching..."
The dots on the searching message cycled through slowly. The message finally vanished. It was replaced with a green message that said.
"Target found."
Then the computer buzzed. The equipment beneath the terminal fizzed into action and lights bleeped on and off. Some kind of energy began flickering as a strange device in the room powered up. It buzzed and zapped energetically. Finally it stopped buzzing and a machine to the right of the terminal gave out a tremendous light.
The light shone onto Ninefingers who grimaced. What would happen? He didn't like this.
"Niney no!" Said Iron Face worriedly. Ninefingers paused as the light hit him and held his breath. The light stopped.
The message on the computer changed.
"Subject: Ninefingers"
"Target acquired"
"Commencing transfer"
Once more the machine buzzed into action and a light shone out into a grate in the ceiling. It buzzed and hummed rapidly. The light reflected and bounded back into the room. When it hit the ground there was a thud.
"Transfer complete. Terminal offline."
There was an unfamiliar groan from the side of the room.
Laying in a heap on the floor was the body of Raking Czair. He jumped up nervously and backed into the wall.
"What the hell?!" He said frantically.
You each have about 3 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (12):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
G
Iron Face
James the Mime
Jeffrey Fernandis
King Frostilicious
Kiwi
Natalie
Ninefingers
Raking Czair
Walter White
Exits:
South |
Map
Compass
Notes
After much difficulty I typed in Leos, it failed, Niney typed in Raking Czar and it teleported him from Group U here. Group U is supposedly in Chamber of Souls.
Jeff and Raking Czair have to kill each other to win, everyone tried to lynch him, but Czair teleported away and is thus gone from sight.
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Jeffrey stood in the room shaking a little. "Oh men..." He said wearily. Twinsie had really screwed him over it seemed. He sighed and looked at Walter who was sat in the corner smiling dreamily. Walter was reminiscing about the time he'd solved the puzzle of the great computer.
"Catch!" Said Jeffrey nervously. He hurled the grenade over. Walter glanced up and thrust a huge arm through the air. In his palm landed something round....and small. He glanced down at a live grenade. He sat around scratching his head as he held it up high.
Walter didn't like puzzles and somebody had given him another one. That last puzzle had taken a lot out. This puzzle was too much. What did he have to do now? He needed help. He walked over to Natalie smiling as he held the grenade forwards. Natalie screamed and jumped back.
Walter blinked a few times. Why Natalie not help this time? Walter was very upset. He didn't understand why he had to do this one all on his own. He sighed as he held it up into the light to look at it. This ought to....hmmmm....he would need to check what "ought" meant before he had that thought again.
"What ought mean?" He asked waving around the grenade miserably. Everywhere he waved it bodies cleared the floor and jumped around. Walter sighed.
"WHY NOT HELP!" He screamed out to the room. He snarled and punched the floor with the hand that was holding the-
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!*
The room filled with smoke. Jeffrey coughed as the others all tried to get their bearings. Ninefingers darted around in a panic. He'd seen combat situations that had ended like this...he knew how to handle it. There was Natalie...Iron Face....Kiwi was laying in the corner coughing but he'd be okay.
There was G....he was snarling up at Frosti who was laughing hysterically, it being his "holiday". Ninefingers sighed. Alex was laying in the corner by Leos but he blinked and shook himself down. Fine. There be....who was that....Donovan....that was good. Who be...a smiling mime face. Yeah that was about normal....and there was MLWW's arm....and another...Walter!
He grabbed Walter's arm and starting shouting.
"Walter! Be you okay?" He screamed out. He yanked a little harder, hoisting the arm completely off the floor. It no longer appeared to be attached to its owner. Ninefingers looked down in abject horror as he gingerly placed the arm on the floor. There was a lot of blood....
He walked over to the figure on the ground. Walter had his eyes shut and was laying very still....oh no. Ninefingers despondently felt for a pulse.
And Walter snapped his eyes wide open making Ninefingers shoot back in horror for the second time.
"MY SHOULDER HURT!" Walter screamed out into the room.
The smoke cleared.
Walter was laying in the corner with one arm and one stump. There was an unsightly amount of blood everywhere. Walter stood fully upright, ripped his torn shirt and passed it to Ninefingers.
"MAKE ME BANDAGE!" He screamed. Ninefingers nervously took the shirt and wrapped it around Walter's....bloody stump. Aside from a few scorch marks across his skin the big lug seemed...just fine.
"I sorry Jeffrey..." Said Walter miserably.
"What for Heisenberg?" Said Jeffrey curiously.
Walter sighed.
"I bad catch."
Jeffrey looked with a mixture of fear and curiosity at the large man.
"I break ball."
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| Post #24: 21st Apr 2012 5:03 AM | |
Phase 24- Room 2402
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Frosti pressed the button to open the South door and sighed. Despite himself he was blown away by the devastation. Never had a floor contained so much gore. Even poor Roy had spilled less when he'd blasted his brains out.
"That..." Frosti said sombrely.
"That shit cray."
The group looked rather awkwardly at the man who had once been their elected leader.
"Alright let's get moving!" He declared and moved into the south room.
This room was black. No tunnels overhead which was unusual for this place. Frosti glanced around at the walls. In spite of the black floor, there were strange metal curvatures to the walls in here. They were pure white and they lurched up to meet in the ceiling. At the point of their meeting was a metal hatch that was sealed shut.
Beneath it was a series of steps arranged in a very large circle. About three small steps led up to a slightly raised platform. The platform was covered in a green and black grid. In the middle of it all was a small box. There were a series of buttons on top of the box and one large button.
Frosti bounded up the steps and hovered his finger over the button with a smile. Ninefingers walked in just in time to dive into the King and knock him down. Frosti scowled as Ninefingers shook his head.
"Not on my watch King. Not anymore."
Frosti sulked. People ought to remember who the king was. Walter stared sadly at the button and winced as his limbless shoulder caused him agony.
As the group sat down the grid changed to red on the platform and a siren sounded three times. A female, mechanical voice spoke out somewhere from above.
"Welcome to launch chamber. Subject, King Frostilicious group."
Frosti smiled. About time he got some respect.
"Missile launcher active. Launch capabilities are fully operational. To proceed with missile launch, push button and state name of target out loud."
Ninefingers glanced around nervously. There seemed to be far too many mechanical devices around these parts. He was no stranger to rockets. He looked down at his bad hand sadly. He was no stranger to a lot of things.
You each have about 24 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (11):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
G
Iron Face
James the Mime
Jeffrey Fernandis
King Frostilicious
Kiwi
Natalie
Ninefingers
Walter White
Exits:
North
East
South (Locked) |
Compass
Map
Notes
Everyone agreed to use missile on twinsee. Jeff pushed button and missile launched taking him along with it.
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Jeffrey stepped up to the button nervously.
"Wish me luck guys!" He said with a smile.
Ninefingers saluted.
"Luck." He said simply.
"Good luck Jeffy..." Said Natalie unsurely.
"G Wish You Best In KillinG Idiot." Said G.
Frosti sulked. He'd wanted to launch the missile but he guessed it was a brother thing and if they wanted to kill each other or whatever. Donovan rolled his eyes.
"REVENGE!" Screamed Walter.
"Magent!" Shouted Iron Face.
"Do it." Said Kiwi boldly.
"Haha he needs to be shown not to mess with us!" Said Alex enthusiastically.
Jeff looked around at the sad weepy face of a mime. James looked very unsettled. Jeff gulped nervously as the mime looked him dead in the eye. Jeff stared the mime down. The mime stared back.
Then the mime grinned from ear to ear and danced a merry jig. Jeff smiled. Seemed like a full consensus...more or less.
His finger hovered over the button and he pushed.
A strange noise emanated from above.
"Launch initiated. State target Frostilicious Group."
Jeff swallowed. So long bro...he thought sadly at the back of his mind. He'd always been given all the toys...all the attention. Jeffrey had been forced to sit in the corner while his brother had hoarded everything. But they were bros...
On the other hand, fuck that guy.
Jeffrey smiled. "Raking Czair."
The device below him began to flash as the red gridlines disappeared. The device started bleeping awkwardly.
"Clear launch platform!" The voice shouted out. The rest of the group leapt for cover as Jeffrey attempted to. As he did the floor in the platform slid open. He was still stood on it. He shouted out in terror as it flipped open and he hung on for dear life to save falling into the chamber below.
"Jeffrey!" Shouted Ninefingers nervously.
"Oh men oh men..." Jeffrey muttered.
Then, something rose from below, taking Jeffrey up with it. A circular, deep metal platform on a large piston. It rose far above the heads of everybody in the room. The floor moved beneath Jeffrey and he yelled out as he was forced into a tiny chamber. Two straps appeared over his shoulders and buckled him in. The chamber closed.
It descended into the metal platform until Jeffrey was out of sight. The roof of the platform closed with the red gridlines visible once more. There was a whirr and a click as a huge metallic cannon rose from the platform. The hatch in the ceiling span open.
And the cannon fired. A large missile erupted from the chamber of the cannon. A small box was strapped to the side. The group could just about hear a very faint "oh men oh men" above the rumble of the missile.
It blasted up through the roof as a siren blared out. Then finally, the hatch closed and the siren stopped. The platform descended. a voice boomed out from above.
"Missile system inactive."
There was a moment's silence as everybody realised that Jeffrey was gone...
The silence was interrupted by a solitary shout from a fallen king.
"THAT SHIT CRAY!" |
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As the group sat around the strange missile device uncertainly, their eyes were drawn to a monitor at the side of the room. It was glowing red. They gathered around to see what was up. A series of letters were appearing on the screen one after the other.
They paused to read the entire message as it appeared. Once it was there, it lingered for a while before the screen blacked out entirely.
The message read:
Meagain.Stillalive.Haventhadmuchtoreport.Beenquiteboring.
FoundRoyJamesRobertdead.Currentlyin9827.Cerbwasclose.
Gonenow.Willsendmessagein3phases.Willtrytobemorehelpfulinfuture. |
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| Post #25: 25th Apr 2012 6:31 PM | |
Phase 28- Room 3237
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Kiwi walked towards the Eastern door but not before glaring at the King. He reached for his machete before realising he didn't have it. It was a comfort all these days. He shook his head and pressed the release. First time moving forwards...this wouldn't be so bad.
Stepping into the new room he glanced at his surroundings. Overhead, a shuttle tunnel moved from North to South. He shrugged. Not as important as clearing the way he guessed. He glanced around.
It was fine.
He laughed. He wanted a bit of carnage but this was fine. Too bad there would be no blood and gore. He liked blood and gore. He sighed. He was sweating a bit though. It made him nervous being here alone. But it was empty. Plain walls, metal floor. Boring room. What a stupid room.
He laughed out loud. How stupid. As he laughed a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead and splashed onto the floor where it evaporated from the heat. A light blinked up above. Kiwi stopped laughing crazily and glanced at it. The light was a message on a strange white device.
It said "Moisture detected."
Kiwi glanced at it. Moisture? Him? He looked around at the wall. There was a switch there. He rushed over and went to pull it as a creaking noise drew his attention. He stopped and approached the centre of the room casually.
Overhead, a glass box was creaking. There was something grey in there. With a giant staring eye. Disgusting...it was...
The box flew open.
Kiwi dashed towards the wall as the grey goo rained down on the floor. A million tiny nanobots scuttled across the clinical floor. Kiwi looked back at the door and wondered about escaping. Then he reached for his machete...oh right.
He ran to the other side of the room in a panic as the scuttling increased. They flashed an occasional red colour. He stood with his back against the door as the robots surrounded him and crawled up his legs. He screamed and batted at them with his hands. He batted some more. He wished he could use one of the other idiots as a sacrifice for all this. Why always him?
He screamed as one of them reached his abdomen. Then all at once they began to climb up. They crawled underneath his clothes and sunk in. He began to scream in terror. Finally the door open and the room walked in. A look of horror crept across their faces.
Blood rained in all directions. His insides were...very visible as the robots tore away at his flesh in an orderly fashion. Natalie turned. It was too gruesome to watch. The zombie-like figure of Kiwi lurched forwards to the group before falling over on the floor with a harrowing scream. Finally the robots scuttled away up the walls and bored their way into the ceiling.
Ninefingers casually walked over to the...remains. They'd completely cleaned him out save for his skeleton which was all that remained of him. His clothes and his vest were still completely intact. They'd just taken all of his...biological spongy matter and worked their way clean through it.
Natalie sobbed on the floor uncontrollably as the rest of the group fell silent at the grim scene.
And then...there were eight.
You each have about 24 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (8):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
G
Iron Face
King Frostilicious
Natalie
Ninefingers
Walter White
Exits:
South
West |
Compass
Map
Notes
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Natalie stood upright next to the body of her fallen friend. Enough was enough. Grasping the machete tightly she walked over to the giggling King.
"Is this funny to you?" She asked. She was shaking as she spoke. He smiled.
"I just got lucky again. All I wanted is to help the team!" He declared.
Ninefingers shook his head.
"You never be helping us King. Right from day one you never lived up to those broken promises. We voted for you hoping for a bright future. And aye, you may have been convincing us we were on the right tracks for a while there."
Ninefingers sighed.
"But you disregard and disrespect us. You treat us like we be all expendable in your great eyes. You attack us."
G scowled.
"You lie. You not be a leader. You not be out to help the team. You've never been there to help. Just a laughing fool...who has no desire but his own selfish needs."
"We've come so far and lost so many. Jeff...Kiwi...Roy...Leos....MLWW..."
"All be dying under your watch and command. And still you be neglecting your duties."
King Frostilicious snarled.
"I did it all for the group man!" He shouted out loud. "You need to let me carry on so I can find the key and get us all out of here!"
Ninefingers shut his eyes as the sweat poured from his brow.
"You won't be finding anything king." He said calmly. He turned away.
Natalie rushed up behind the king and thrust Kiwi's machete into his back. His face turned pale as he coughed. Some blood splattered onto the floor. She pulled it away swiftly as he swaggered to the corner.
He sat still and motionless and then shook himself and stood up. He walked unsteadily across the room.
"Niney...Iron....always for the g-"
*FWOOSH* *FWOOSH* *FWOOSH*
King Frostilicious looked down at his chest. There were bullet holes. He wasn't sure who had pulled the trigger...but....that was it wasn't it...
Tears welled in his eyes as he sunk to the floor wheezing.
"I............I.......j-......just.......w.....ant......."
Ninefingers shook his head.
"G....g....o...........h...home......."
The King fell still. He was the red king in more but name now as the blood poured out of him.
"B.....roth....er........"
"B.....ear......."
He coughed.
"I'm..........coming....."
And then the King's reign ended. For the very last time.
Ninefingers slumped himself in the corner. The room fell silent. |
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Walter White
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| Post #26: 25th Apr 2012 11:59 PM | |
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Alex walked towards the Southern door and pressed the release. He looked back at the bones of Kiwi and took a deep breath. This wouldn't be fun...
Ninefingers smiled. "It's a good thing you do. Luck." He said.
Alex nodded. It was his turn to step up no doubt about it. Still, what lay beyond was always a mystery. He stepped through into the unknown.
The room beyond was dark and grimy. It was also cavernous. It seemed like the inside of an ancient building, like a church or a monastery. Alex looked around nervously. It was a little creepy and it was very...very quiet.
He tested something.
"HELLO!" He shouted.
The word echoed and bounced around the ceiling of the cavernous room for quite a while. There was a rumble up above as it did. Alex nervously glanced back to the door. He wouldn't try that again. He just wanted to see how cavernous it was. But this was clearly a place of great solitude.
He walked forwards when he saw the large dome in the centre of the room. It was poorly lit so it was hard to make out. There seemed to be writing on the side. The dome was glass but it was black from the outside...no sign of anything in there he could see.
Then the room glowed red. A large screen up above shone down. The eye was glaring down at him. It didn't speak, it merely watched. The light was enough however to light up the dome slightly so that Alex could see all the writing scrawled across it. The same word was written over and over in many languages.
He ran his finger across just one.
"Silencio"
Recent events meant the Spanish caused him to shiver a little. It wasn't a language he was happy to hear around here. Another caught his eye.
"Stille"
And finally another in a language he didn't recognise.
"Silentio"
It was pretty obvious what it all meant. The English was written just across from here anyway. Then the eye boomed out. The voice echoed around the cavernous room causing it to rumble a little.
"Silence is truly golden isn't it."
The sound of the eye caused the door to open as the other group members walked in. Ninefingers went to speak but put a finger to his mouth.
Walter frowned.
"Why no speak?" He boomed out.
The room shook again. Silence fell.
"It seems that the concept of silence is wasted on most of you. Have you no respect for these parts? This chamber was once used by an ancient order of monks to test their devotion in the age old vow of silence. A very interesting ritual. They would go for weeks...months even without speaking."
The voice echoed across the walls.
"These caverns were once their place of respite. They knew it was bordering the gate and they vowed to protect it at all costs. Of course this was centuries ago. They're long dead now. This room though...is one of the final places of theirs that still stands."
"I built some of the labyrinth but I admired this room too much to rebuild it. I did however erect that chamber in the centre because I was rather hoping that I could test the few who made it across to here. The monks were capable of not speaking for months at a time. With you, there is just 24 hours. Or 48 if you are truly devoted."
"Allow me to better explain. You are quite talkative. You speak for hours on many matters, but I want to see if you can go without for a little while. You are required to enter into that glass chamber. Inside it is very bright, hot and uncomfortable. The monks would've subjected themselves to similar conditions."
"And once inside you are to not speak. No words must be uttered. No shuffling must be done. No rustling around for your compass. No pacing back and forth to sniffle for your buried treasures. No gunfire or any kind of communication outside of gestures and expressions."
"If one of you speaks you will be asked to stand. The silent will stay seated. Once you have spoken you may resume conversation but to those who stay steadfastly silent there will be a reward."
"However there will only be one person who takes away the item. And if you stay in here for over 48 hours, you will be crushed alive. So it's up to you who decides to hold out the longest. Choosing your destination breaks the silence, so I advise you to sit quietly."
Alex glanced up at the eye. Ninefingers snarled.
"Ojo! We do not intend to play your twisted games. We are to find the key and leave. Now open the doors at once."
The eye glared as a turret descended from the ceiling with a click.
"Lest you forget, Ninefingers, these turrets are situated throughout the labyrinth. You will all sit, and you will all participate. This isn't something I am throwing up as a choice. If you don't wish to partake then speak as soon as you feel able. Any kind of discussion will result in you being disqualified."
"Now enter, and pray silence."
The seven remaining team members shuffled into the chamber and took a seat around a circular bench. It was indeed hot, bright and uncomfortable. This would be a trying time. They couldn't even sigh to reveal their exasperation.
"Good. Now let us see who is the most devoted."
The voice continued to echo as the screen vanished from view. Everybody was seated. Floodlights surrounded the inner side of the chamber illuminating it.
Not a sound was heard.
You each have about 24 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (7):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
G
Iron Face
Natalie
Ninefingers
Walter White
Exits:
North
South |
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Walter White
| | Reputation: 14 | | Group: | Lost Soul | | Posts: | 604 |
| Post #27: 27th Apr 2012 3:00 AM | |
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Silence was indeed golden. Not a footstep was heard as the seven remained steadfastly seated inside the silence dome. The eye watched carefully as the group tried to gesture to one another desperately. Nobody wanted to be first in the eye's twisted games.
Ninefingers pointed to Donovan and Alex and shrugged. Alex shrugged and pointed to Donovan and then to his chest. An awful lot of pointing was taking place. The group watched, expecting the timer to start counting to their impending dooms.
Ninefingers suppressed a sigh. He glanced around at the gaggle of remaining friends and associates he had come to be originally lumbered with. There was Natalie, the trusted group secretary. Alex...mysterious but quietly helpful in every way. Then there was that one-armed big lug Walter. He shot a glance at Ninefingers. That was pretty terrifying actually. Ninefingers quickly darted his eyes elsewhere.
Iron Face, he'd proven to be a team player time and time again. And G in all his shady and mysteriously speaking splendour. Donovan was last on the list. He had come into his own a little. They all had. But they were in this together.
Ninefingers just wished that one of them didn't have to speak and disturb the bliss, fearing the wrath of whatever might happen next. He'd give for anything to occur. Just anything to break this monotony. The King...be he crooked and deceitful and a constant liar, he be at least a source of valuable entertainment. He smiled thinking of the possibilities that would have ensued had the red king been around.
The King would have stood up after just 10 minutes and declared his frustration. He couldn't keep it in. Sad times these were...but necessary times. Ninefingers' head was heavy and he focused on the silence.
That was until the door to the North slid open. The seated seven collectively raised their heads as the figure of their fallen King waltzed into the room, smiling. The eye didn't pass comment.
"Hey guys! Miss me?!" He boomed out into the room. The sound echoed over and over as the ceiling rumbled some more.
Not a stir was heard from the eye. It just watched intently.
You each have about 24 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (8):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
G
Iron Face
King Frostilicious
Natalie
Ninefingers
Walter White
Exits:
North
South |
OH LAWD Frosti
Notes
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King Frostilicious walked into the centre of the room and smiled. He sidled onto the bench next to Natalie and grinned. She glared with revulsion as he smiled.
"What's wrong Nat? Murder a guy and can't even say hello?"
She moved away as the group watched intently.
Then she let out a scream as the king picked her up full bodily by the neck. He turned to look as the others as he snapped hard. She fell down to the ground, motionless.
The King turned to look at the group calmly. |
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King Frostilicious smiled as he grabbed the machete from the fallen body of Natalie. He span around on his heels and thrust it fully forwards. Ninefingers looked down, coughing blood as the blade protruded from his abdomen.
The King pulled back with a smile as Ninefingers slumped to the ground, writhing in a pool of his own blood. The King sheathed the bloody machete with the smile.
"Red King indeed." He said with a grin. |
This is either REAL or sum hallucination :|
Actually it has to be a hallucination seeing as I believe the real Frosti is heading back home. | | |
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Walter White
| | Reputation: 14 | | Group: | Lost Soul | | Posts: | 604 |
| Post #28: 30th Apr 2012 4:39 AM | |
Phase 33- Room 3004
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The group looked on as Donovan placed something onto the chest of the fallen Ninefingers. He glanced down and took a step back. There was silence. Nothing happened. The group looked around at one another and paused.
Then there was a rumbling. The ground shook, causing everybody to exchange glances nervously. A strange light shone down from above, blasting Ninefingers in the chest. His entire body raised off the ground and then thudded hard into the floor.
When it was all over, the light disappeared and the body twitched. Ninefingers' eyes snapped open. He shut them again and gurgled. Then he opened them again. He blinked repeatedly before turning his head slightly. The five figures sat and smiled on the bench.
Ninefingers smiled a weary smile and rolled over. He crawled onto his stomach and stood upright. He was...he was still in the damned dome. On the floor was...Oh dear.
Natalie's body lay against the wall. The neck was horribly broken. He shuddered. Turning his head slightly he saw the body of the red King...twice over. It was very red once more. That was good. He scoured the room and spotted two distinct sets of chalk marking on the floor.
"patitur populum loqui"
And the other...
"-RIP-
Natalie
Niney
Frosti"
Ninefingers walked over to the chalk and shook his head. He ran his finger along the word Niney, smudging it slightly. Not today. No thank you.
He cracked his neck and hobbled over to the bench. Sighing wearily he looked up in silence for about five minutes.
Finally he put his head down and spoke slowly.
"So..."
The group looked expectantly.
"What did I miss...?" He asked nervously.
You each have about 20 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (5):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
G
Iron Face
Ninefingers
Walter White
Exits:
North
South |
Notes
Phase 32 we came from the south room to revive Niney after he was killed by Frosti. We decided either Niney or Natalie and felt Niney had a better role. Someone used the chalk and I'm being accused >:(
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Walter White
| | Reputation: 14 | | Group: | Lost Soul | | Posts: | 604 |
| Post #29: 1st May 2012 4:59 AM | |
Phase 34- Room 9115
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Iron Face pressed the Southern release, taking a moment to glance back at the two corpses. He'd seen them far too often. He stared at the lifeless forms and looked down at his own shaking hands. Shutting his eyes, he stepped forwards.
Beads of sweat poured off his forehead as he trod carefully along the floor. Overhead that glass cylinder loomed threateningly. He closed his eyes. Not today...not again.
At the North of the room there was a shuttle platform with a docked shuttle. This platform had an orange ring around it. Iron Face glared up at it in thoughtful silence before stumbling a little and falling backwards. Ninefingers caught him with a smile. Iron Face gave a weary smile back.
"You'll be okay soon, old friend." Said Ninefingers encouragingly. Iron Face nodded firmly.
Alex, G, Walter and Donovan milled in behind and stood around in the room. There were so few of them now. Places like this made them uncomfortable. Still...nothing seemed to be happening and the trap hadn't re-armed. All good news for today.
You each have about 22 hours to move through an available exit.
Players (6):
AlexORG
Donovan Ray
G
Iron Face
Ninefingers
Walter White
Exits:
North
West |
Notes
Ironface used yellow potion and vanished from us taking the cape, machete amongst other items. :| | | |
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