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Post by Andrew on Jan 16, 2014 22:17:10 GMT -5
Ailm groaned as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. ... Where was he? Glancing around, the young boy gathered that he was in a small room, with a number of other (hopefully living) creatures surrounding him. At least he wasn't alone. However, that still didn't solve the problem of where he was. Hadn't he just been standing there with his friends? They'd just returned to Todd's house after the trouble with the ba- Ailm's thoughts were interrupted by a voice seeming to come from the walls.
"Hello, there, competetors!" came the cackling voice. "Try not to interrupt me yet, I'm about to answer every question you could possibly have. "First of all, congratulations! You've been selected for this year' competition! For the next twelve days, you'll be completing thrilling challanges, all while trying not to die! If you lose, you're dead. If you win, you're not. Wow! A-maze! "Anyway, I don't especially care who you are, and I'm Satan Claus. Because THIS. IS. DEATH CHRISTMAAAAS!!!!
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Post by xelda57 on Jan 17, 2014 17:30:18 GMT -5
Damon lifted his head, unnerved again by the feeling of waking up from unconsciousness. Somebody was yelling something stupid and telling him not to talk. Sounded like some assumptive human. One other person was apparently awake, because he had one set of eyes to see through at the moment. It was- "Ailm," Damon addressed him, "Who is the narcissistic one and why aren't you looking at him? Sounds like he's all over the place."
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Post by clecamuffin on Jan 17, 2014 18:56:57 GMT -5
Celi started upright. After listening to the voice explain the rules, she blinked. Ok, so it's a life/death game. Simple enough. The voice didn't need to be dramatic about it. But then again… this sounded chaotic. She sighed. Oh, look, Ailm and Damon were awake. "It's possible that it's echoing, Damon," Celi mentioned. Or maybe there are speakers coming from multiple points in this room. Or maybe he can project his voice. Or… well, it's doubtful, but he could be something similar to a phantom which encompasses this entire room. "Oh, and Whoever-just-spoke? Will we be competing against our companions or as a team?"
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Post by xelda57 on Jan 22, 2014 18:08:08 GMT -5
Cyron awoke with a headache. Shaking his head, he stood up and surveyed the room. Celi was asking something to an unidentified vocal source. "Er- what- what's going on?" Cyron asked nervously, taking out his staff.
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Post by Andrew on Jan 22, 2014 19:53:44 GMT -5
Ailm turned his head. "You!" he screamed, pointing to Cyron. "You did this, didn't you? The last thing I remember is the portal activating and you coming out." Ailm paused to breathe. "Then it flashed again, and... Well, now we're here."
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Post by xelda57 on Jan 22, 2014 21:26:17 GMT -5
"Oh, dear," Cyron said, staring up at Ailm. "And here I thought you'd summoned me... No, I'm not sure what's going on. I was just taking a walk with some friends a minute ago, but then two people tried to summon me at once, it seems. I don't remember having any appointments..." He opened a bag that was underneath his cloak and pulled out a large, clock-like thing. "Yes, I- well, I'm late for an appointment right now, which means this certainly wasn't scheduled with my permission," he said, putting it back away.
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Post by clecamuffin on Jan 23, 2014 21:51:17 GMT -5
Celi rubbed her temples. "A new boy? Really? How many are we getting, anyway? And Ailm, don't be ridiculous, does his voice sound like the one that spoke a moment ago to you? Plus, his demeanor does not look evil."
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Post by xelda57 on Jan 24, 2014 18:21:57 GMT -5
"Er- thank you," Cyron said, apparently taking the last part as a complement. "I don't believe we've met before- my name is Cyron."
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Post by clecamuffin on Jan 25, 2014 22:46:07 GMT -5
Celi raised an eyebrow at him. "Of course we haven't met before; you were just transported here from another universe. All of us are from different universes and we got stuck here somehow. Now someone who is annoying and won't respond to my question has trapped us in a cave and intends making us play a game with our lives on the line. My name is Celi. If you think I'm a jerk, it's probably true, because everyone else seems to think that as well," she said, emotionlessly. She didn't really attach feelings to the last statement; she was just informing him in advance.
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Post by xelda57 on Jan 26, 2014 12:45:46 GMT -5
"A-a different universe? I got summoned through a dimensional portal?!" Cyron looked extremely concerned now. Calming down, he looked over at Celi again. "You don't seem like a jerk," he said. "If anything, you're very on-task."
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Post by clecamuffin on Jan 26, 2014 20:18:52 GMT -5
"I just say things as I see them, and was irritated at the beginning, so…" She sighed and was extremely happy that she was the one who was in control (of herself) right now, so therefore was less irritable and actually making a good impression for once. "Anyway, no one has found out how to reverse the portal, yet. Actually, we've mainly just been running around like fools, arguing, and trying to put a puzzle together." Celi shrugged. "Oh, and Mr. Announcer? You said you'd answer every question we could possibly have, but you still haven't answered mine yet. Please do so immediately."
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Post by xelda57 on Jan 26, 2014 21:14:05 GMT -5
"That doesn't sound very productive. I'm sure it can be improved, though!" Cyron said. Taking on a bit more serious of a tone, he mumbled, "If I'm in a different dimension, that could mean that I, myself, have changed, especially if it's a parallel..." He glanced at the staff he was holding and waved it smoothly in front of himself. A small desk from the corner of the room teleported to the space in front of him, and he jumped back. "P-Princh?" he whispered, looking more afraid than ever. "That's- that's not you, is it, Princh?"
Damon finally acknowledged the new presence in the room by going over to him. It was nice to see another creature there who wasn't even remotely human-like. He was also reptilian-looking, so bonus points. With a sigh, he said, "That desk just moved from the corner of the room. I do hope that you haven't already made friends with it. It doesn't seem like a very practical thing to be carrying around."
"Oh- er- is it?" Cyron looked embarrassed. "No, Princh is a bird. I can usually summon zir in my original dimension. I guess it's not an interdimensional power. Um, may I ask your name?"
"Damon."
"Oh- nice to meet you- all of you."
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Post by Andrew on Jan 26, 2014 21:46:07 GMT -5
Ailm looked at Cyron with excitement. "You have a bird, too? Mine is named Goke; she's a chicken." Then he blinked, lacking any words.
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Satan Claus snorted. "Wa- Oh, sorry, you guys started to show emotions, so I fell asleep. "To you, Celery or whatever you're called, you'll compete together. Unless, of course, you don't..." Then, with a sigh, SC added,"None of you even care where you are?"
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Post by xelda57 on Jan 26, 2014 21:55:18 GMT -5
"I don't know what Princh technically is, but ze manages memori-" Very suddenly disturbed by the loud voice everywhere all at once, Cyron jumped again. "Well, I thought I'd established that I am in a different dimension than a few minutes ago, but if you can get more specific than that, it'd be much appreciated!" he said.
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Post by clecamuffin on Jan 26, 2014 22:00:56 GMT -5
"Mr. Satan Claus, it's obvious we're in a cave without an apparent way out. And now that I've been transported away from my homeland, I don't really care where I am. Why would that matter to someone who doesn't have any sort of base/house whatsoever?" Celi rolled her eyes. "You sound rather powerful, self-absorbed, and stupid so far. I'm not that scared."
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Post by matrixEscapist on Jan 27, 2014 18:39:06 GMT -5
Aaera's eyes suddenly flew open and she sat up abruptly. "What the- where am I?" She looked around and saw Ailm, Damon, and Celi standing, along with another creature unfamiliar to her. "Who are-" she started to ask, but was cut off by a little girl's quiet voice. "Arii?" Aaera froze and spun towards the sound. "Dahlia?" She watched a small figure stand and come towards her in the weird light. The little girl had light skin and her hair was in two pigtails. One side of her hair was black with a couple white streaks through it. The other side was snowy white with black streaks. She wore a ripped and frayed white shirt which hung off one shoulder and an above-knee-length black skirt that was singed at the hem and the edges were torn. She had glittering very light silver wings, not too unlike Aaera's in shape. A white crystal hung from her neck. She raced towards Aaera and threw her arms around her neck.
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Post by xelda57 on Jan 27, 2014 19:01:47 GMT -5
((Dahlia needs a bio in the SU page and a scheduled appearance. Did you talk to Andrew about bringing her in? Cyron got permission to come in here because we didn't have enough for Death Christmas.))
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Post by matrixEscapist on Jan 27, 2014 20:05:33 GMT -5
((Oh, okay. I misunderstood what Andrew said about Death Christmas. He had told me we could bring in second characters now. I'll ask him and put up the bio.))
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Post by clecamuffin on Jan 27, 2014 20:11:20 GMT -5
Celi turned her head curiously towards them. This one'll hate me, too, won't she? Probably! Celi sighed. "I presume you are not about to kill us, Dahila? Well, I must say you've jumped into quite the chaotic situation. It's already grating on my nerves and I'm afraid I haven't been like myself recently. Either way, it doesn't really matter because… hm." She trailed off and continued the thought in her own mind, not willing to speak out loud. It's not like they wanted to know what she had to say, anyway.
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Post by matrixEscapist on Jan 27, 2014 20:38:57 GMT -5
Dahlia turned to look at Celi, staring for a couple seconds before smiling, winking her left eye (the silver one) once. "I won't kill you. Hopefully." She winced almost unnoticeably. Aaera looked at the ground, then at Dahlia. Dahlia shook her head and shrugged, smiling cutely.
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