|written by Gligar on Nov 26, 2012 20:01|
|written by Jam on Nov 26, 2012 20:37|
|"Ahh, even the walls are trying to eat us now! Hurry, before we get eaten!"|
|written by 4616599 on Nov 27, 2012 01:34|
|I tap miserably at my ruined laser pointer.|
"Noo! My livelihood! Drowned! Drowned!" Slumping to the floor, I pull out a spare and despairingly shake it, sniff it and gnaw on it.
I then begin to notice my surroundings, and pull the lever.
|I... remain unconscious?|
|written by Kristos on Nov 27, 2012 19:17|
|(Effectively a triple 6 roll; this post will be extra-contrary.)|
The Vertical Shaft
Illarkul does NOT fall. He simply stumbles onto Cryosephius who is laying unconscious on Flotsam. Cryosephius does NOT remain unconscious because there is another being standing on him. One of the frogs speaks: "Very well. Have it your way." It claps its hands together and everything goes white... "Let us thank them for our gift. None shall take it from us."
...clouds! That explains the white. It's rather peaceful, floating in the clouds. That is, until Heron (who no longer has wings) comes falling out of the sky and crashes onto Illarkul who then crashes onto Cryosephius. Flotsam still floats merrily along but begins to turn over.
The Hungry Halls
Jam and Speeder (and Jam's mount and Speeder's 'Siamese twin') do NOT hurry; the walls are NOT trying to eat them. Water drops start flowing from different places in the walls as great big yellow eyes open everywhere and the spiky teeth recede back into the closed mouths. The hall is crying! It mumbles a mournful moan, clearly an I-don't-want-to-hurt-anybody-I'm-just-hungry sort of moan. The poor thing. It begins sobbing heavily, all the corridors heaving up and down sending everybody tumbling around.
Awake again, Laser does NOT notice his ruined laser pointer, nor does he take out a spare or pull any random shiny red levers that may happen to exist within reasonable proximity. He doesn't even notice anything about the room around him at all. That is because, lying in the middle of the room, is a device that looks like a cross between a rocket launcher and an alcohol thermometer. There is no need for imagination, though, as a descriptive tag clues to its identity:
A condensed energy release
platform, home media edition;
PX mode not included.
|Well, I guess that doesn't say a terrible lot about what the device does. A gift tag, decorated with smiley faces and green stains, is attached:|
"Compleme ts of your frie ds above - MGMT
|written by Speeder on Dec 04, 2012 18:04|
|I look confused.|
And thus I do nothing.
|written by Malkom on Dec 10, 2012 17:46|
|I slowly come to in the lobby...|
"Whassamatter? I'm wet? Oh, no, I'm wet!! I do hope my Handy Handheld Pocket Computation Computer (Double-H P Double-C for short) hasn't shorted out! I can't possibly be a mad scientist without a handy handheld pocket computation computer!"
I pull out said computer and shake it. On the computer is a nametag: "John Blue."
When the computer doesn't respond to shaking, I remember it has a power button, and press said button.
(OOC: I thought the lobby flooded...)