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Everything looks clean, little gremlin. It's almost as if they're inviting you in. Which they probably are, but still. What's inside is the worrying part.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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"Well, we may as well try going in then. Hopefully that disabled the trap, if any, or unlocked it anyways."
Gui/Kedrith went to the door to try and open it, though he tries to do it at an angle that doesn't have the gargoyles directly on his back...Just in case.
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The door opens easily. Inside is a rather nicely furnished hallway, for a cave. It's got the little rug, and the candle holders, and the... hold on...
Dice Eyeballs:
Hmm. No, it seems real enough. If it's fake, you don't care. Decoration is nice like that. In any case, it heads on for about 20 feet, before branching at a T. The end of the hall has another gargoyle statue, this one with arms outstretched for a hug. Aww. Even gargables need hugs. "Well, that was fast." The bunny's voice echoes from the ceiling, though it has a certain resonant quality which distinguishes it from your usual crackly PA system. "I guess they're not paying you by the hour, but still. Ahem, where was I? Ah yes. ENTER FREELY AND OF YOUR OWN WILL." Noting the awkward silence, he adds "Always wanted to say that. So, what brings you here?" He knows, but it's always nice to confirm these sorts of things.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. Last edited by Fragmaster01; Sep 21st, 2014 at 01:29 AM. |
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Oh great - a magical voice.
"Oh, you know. Lost step sister. Something about wandering off with strange Pooka's. She at least didn't eat the candy you tried to offer her, right?" Gui/Kedrith couldn't help but reply.
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"Hmm, candy. That's a good one, I'll put some out next time. But no, we had some business to attend to, far away from the wining and dining. Usual rules apply: if you want to rescue her, you'll have to pay the ransom or charge in like heroes. Loser gets the other guy's stuff." What... what is wrong with this guy? He's doing this for fun, you can tell. There's a happy giggle in his voice at the thought. "And don't be too proud of your skills. Last time it took 4 different rescue groups before they got past the traps. The poor little earl was well on his way to developing Captive Syndrome by then. Boredom, you understand."
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. Last edited by Fragmaster01; Sep 22nd, 2014 at 12:11 AM. |
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Hmmm, the Pooka was being oddly 'helpful' in a sense. Maybe...
"Traps you say? So this is just one big maze trap? Or should I at least expect you to send a surly minion or three our way too?"
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"Aww, but that would be telling! Besides, ther-" He's mildly interrupted by the sounds of shaking and things rumbling in the distance, as per the sound of a Terrible Beast or some really raunchy sex behind closed doors. "Well, it seems the princess is up and about. I'll just go poke in on that, and we'll see if you get all the way up here. Ciao!"
The magical PA system goes silent. You are alone with your dungeon. Quote:
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. Last edited by Fragmaster01; Sep 22nd, 2014 at 01:11 PM. |
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Terri looks down the hallway, then shrugs. "Right, so there are two paths and this is probably the part where someone is supposed to suggest we split up. I'm not going to suggest it though, because that is a terrible idea. So. Let's check out that gargoyle at the end of the hall and see if it's a threat or a hint or both. Alright?" Slowly and warily, she approaches the statue.
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The gargoyle is lovingly crafted out of granite. Odd choice, but you're not really an authority on stone sculpting. Either way, it looks dumb. Gargoyles are supposed to be imposing and intimidating, not... asking for hugs.
You don't sense any traps or secret compartments on the thing. Just bad taste.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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Gui/Kedrith approached the gargoyle as well, taking a look down each corridor once there."I suppose it goes without saying, but we should try not to split up."
So said the big bird guy anyways. Seeing as that last statue had a button on it, He double checked the gargoyle for the potential of another such thing. Dice perception:
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Gui: This gargoyle has a little pressure plate on the chest. You put something in the arms of the gargoyle to be hugged, and it'll push the plate in. Daww.
From here, you can see the two paths of the T-intersection. Both lead 10 feet to a door, though the left is labeled "FUN" and the right is labeled "NOT FUN". Someone has helpfully left a sock in the Fun hallway. Just the one sock. You have a strange feeling that this is your sock from last weekend, when you tried to do the laundry.
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EDIT: My brain is fight. Awkward MRIs don't help. Expect delays. A satyr rises in the morning, and hangs the coffee mug on his horns, so that he won't lose it. The coffee is done, but the mug isn't in its usual spot. Where did it go? He forgot. |
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Unless the Pooka invaded the Real World, Gui/Kedrith didn't even have laundry to really do - But he did have his robe of infinite twine.
Sitting back on his haunches, he plucked at the twin thread and started rolling up a ball. He'd probably need one of decent size to really allow the gargoyle to hug it. "I would think the Fun hallway is a bad idea, considering our hosts notions of things."
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One day I'll find more things to put here, but until then, I'll just admire how I make a fine use of space and...oh, wait, I'm not doing that anymore as I typ~STOP TYPING DANGIT! |
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