Utterly Confused Pirate
Replies tallied. Rune and rope wins.
>The rope, and the rune.
"Yes, those would probably be my choice too. Who needs this dumb old rock anyway."
The old man tosses the rock over his shoulder, and the rock lands amidst a pile of corpses. He hands you the rope and the rune.
Boon x2 acquired!
"Yes, well, good luck with the rune. Don't expect to be able to use it any time soon. Even I couldn't figure it out."
Yeah, this shouldn't be a problem. We don't even need to talk to this geezer any more, really. Just give me a moment...
The rune starts floating above your hand, just like that weird object that shot into your chest. You're still not quite sure about that one... As the rune hangs in mid-air, you get a moment to inspect the rune's details. The rune is a small, octagonal piece of grey rock with ornate designs carved into it's face. As time goes on, the engravings begin to glow blue, a similar shade to that of your lightbulb friend.
My kind takes offense to being called lightbulbs... racist...
Says the talking lamp that thinks all humans look alike, you think to yourself.
It's an honest mistake! Whatever... it's ready now.
At this point, you start to wonder if things embedding themselves in your chest will become a thing. The rune darts directly where you expect it to go, although with less levitating and vomiting on your part this time around. Although, you do feel a bit tingly...
That rune was inscribed with a magic spell. It's a pretty neat one too... the inscriptions on the face are in the Old Script too, like the door. Hard to get an exact translation between the Old Script and our language, but this inscription basically says Minor Transformation: Rhyme. From what I can tell, this spell will allow you to change most objects the same size as or smaller than a human into a different object with a name that rhymes. Like... you could... I don't know, turn a kid into a squid or something. It's not fool proof, though. These types of spells occasionally freak out a little when you try to use them on sentient beings. Who knows what could happen?
Your mind swells with the possibilities. You stand and ponder the implications of this new power for a moment... and the ways that you can horribly extort it to meet your own ends. Meanwhile, the old man stands with his arms crossed, tapping his foot once more.
"Hello? What, no thank you? Fine... I'm going back to sleep."
By the time you stop fantasizing about abusing ancient magic, the old man has already nestled on top of a pile of corpses. Yeah, still a creep...
You stand in the center of the room, the imposing stone door continuing to loom ahead of you, the old man snoozing away on his carcass-mattress, and magical power right at your fingertips.
>What will you do?
Seriously, hopelessly lost.
Something something DBZ
Hit the door
What is a man? A miserable pile of secrets, but enough talk have at you!
Maid of Time
YOURE A KID NOW YOURE A SQUID NOW
YOURE A KID YOURE A SQUID YOURE A KID YOURE A SQUID
YOURE A KID NOW
SPLATATATATATATATATATA SPLATOON
>How big is the door?
i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart
The World's Least Powerful Man
>Look: door
>Use: LOS on: door
edited 24th Jun '15 11:41:49 AM by dvorak
Now everyone pat me on the back and tell me how clever I am!
Maid of Time
oh duh
the solution is obvious
im dumb
i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart
Utterly Confused Pirate
>Look: door. >How big is the door?
You step a bit closer to the door, looking it up and down. You'd say it's probably a good fifty feet tall. The door is covered from top to bottom in the same ornate inscriptions as the rune.
It looks like these things are... instructions? There's a lot to decipher here, but these are probably directions on how to open the door. Maybe riddles, or some kind of trial... or... actually, I think these are directions to find the key to this door. ...yeah, look! There's where it goes, right in the center! Now, where is that key...
Your eyes move to the very middle of the door. Sure enough, there was a circular indentation directly in the center, and all of the inscriptions on the door's face seem to start at the edges of it. You can't determine it's depth from here, but the indentation appears to be just a bit bigger than a baseball. Or, that's how it would appear to you, if you knew what a baseball was. If baseball has even been invented in whatever this setting might be...
You wonder what sort of trials you'll have to undergo to find the key. What kind of threats you'll face. What you might learn from the experi-
>Use: LOS on: door
Yes, now that you think about it, this thing might just be able to come in handy. The only question is how... the "keyhole" is in the center of the door, a point which is much higher than you can reach from here.
Maybe you can just... sort of...
>Hit the door
You heft your keyblade over your shoulder, back up a bit, and put your whole weight into an overhead swing. Rather disappointingly, the blade of the LOS merely rebounds off of the face of the door, without even so much as defacing the inscriptions. You attempt another swing, but the result is the same.
You try to think of another way... Perhaps you could toss it into the hole? Then again, this thing doesn't look too aerodynamic. No, throwing your sword could never work... You begin to wonder if the LOS would even fit inside the lock. You step back a bit, pointing the tip of the blade at the lock, trying to eyeball the relative size of each. And then...
Okay, Samjohn, I think I figured out ho- HOLY MOLY!
Just as your bright little companion begins squeakily chiming in on the matter, a beam of light erupts from the tip of your keyblade, plunging itself deep into the keyhole. The light remains for a few moments before dissipating, and the door suddenly begins rising. Slowly but surely, the dark tunnel beyond it's threshold is revealed.
Or you could just do that, I suppose...
Another minute passes, and the door is finally completely open. The way before you is open. Prepare yourself, for your foray into the Great Labyrinth, in order to fulfill this ambiguous Quest, is about to commence...
And other pretentious garbage like that.
>Remain here a while longer, or enter the Great Labyrinth?
Seriously, hopelessly lost.
Go around and decapitate some corpses (check to see if they're just sleeping) and turn their heads into bread
(Or is that too morbid?)
"I'm as free as the dust in the solar wind."
The World's Least Powerful Man
>Resist: psychotic urge
[There may be some cool stuff deeper in the maze. Or a washed-up rocker in tight pants and a horde of monsters. Either way: Tallyho!]
edited 24th Jun '15 11:51:54 PM by dvorak
Now everyone pat me on the back and tell me how clever I am!
>Resist my previous inclinations and head into the labyrinth
"I'm as free as the dust in the solar wind."
Something something DBZ
Enter the labyrinth screaming Leeroy Jenkins
What is a man? A miserable pile of secrets, but enough talk have at you!
Utterly Confused Pirate
>Go around and decapitate some corpses (check to see if they're just sleeping) and turn their heads into bread
Come to think of it, you are pretty famished. Pretty EXTREMELY famished. And besides, what better way to test out your new power? Then again...
>Resist: psychotic urge >Resist my previous inclinations and head into the labyrinth
...that would be kind of grotesquely psychotic. You mean, you know that you're a qualmless amnesiac in an ancient and forgotten place, but even a gender neutral sociopath such as yourself has standards. For now, anyway... You decide instead to forge on, staving off hunger with the sheer power of your will. That can only turn out well...
>Enter the labyrinth screaming Leeroy Jenkins
You get the sudden urge to run into this potentially dangerous ancient ruin screaming like a mad man. And you follow through.
You sprint through the now open door, yelling "LEEEEEEEROOOOY JENKIIIIIINS!" as loud as you possibly can, flailing your arms about along the way. The tunnel beyond the entrance is decently long, so this little fit lasts for a good few minutes until you reach the end. After a while, you spot a sickly yellow light at the end of the tunnel. You continue running and flipping the hell out until you finally reach the exit, tripping over a rock and falling flat on your face. "...at least I have chicken..." you say quietly to your self, nose pressed against cold stone. You lift yourself up off the ground and inspect your new surroundings.
You stand in a fairly large room, about the size of a football field. Insert obligatory reference of how you don't remember what that is here.)Hanging from the ceiling are large clusters of luminous yellow crystals, numerous enough to give the room a dim but adequate level of lighting. You stand at one far end of the room. At the other end stands another large entrance, this time a set of double doors, reaching as high as the top of the room. On the other two walls are six smaller doors, but still fairly large doors, three on each side. Each of them are inscribed, not with the Old Script, but with murals. You'd wager that they're depictions of what lies beyond them, but you aren't sure.
Well, now that we're in here, I suppose I should probably do a little expositing. I'd rather you didn't dive into this being entirely clueless. I don't know all the details, but basically, you and I have been dumped down here in order to complete The Quest. As to what that entails, the most I was told was that we're meant to find a very important object. Probably whatever's on the other side of those big doors over there. I don't know why they need it, or why they don't have it by now. They've been doing this for a long time, after all. All I know is, regardless of whether or not we want to do this, finding this thing is probably the only way of getting out of here.
You move to the center of the room to get a better view of the six smaller doors, ready to begin your ambiguous Quest.
The first door on the left depicts a forest of dead trees. In the spaces between trunks, you spot several twisted, lycanthropic creatures. Looking at this depiction, you almost feel as if they are watching you as well...
The second door on the left depicts a city of towering spires. From the distance depicted, the city looks lifeless. You have a sneaking suspicion that this may not prove to be true when you enter...
The third door on the left depicts the surface of a stormy sea, batted about by gale force winds. In the center of the mural, the tip of a spire rises out of the water. You can only assume that some sort of sunken ruin lies beneath...
The first door on the right depicts nothing but clouds and sky. It looks rather idyllic compared to the other murals you've inspected so far. Rather suspicious, if you ask you...
The second door on the right depicts a view of the inside of a jail cell. It looks a bit strange, blown up to such a size, but you still recognize it. You can only guess what you must have to do in there...
The third door on the right is entirely blank. Completely featureless. In fact, the front of the door is eerily smooth. Looking at it, you feel a slight sense of emptiness...
>What will you do?
Okay, something everyone should know. I am glad for the few of you that are actually sticking around, really I am. In fact, I didn't really plan that far ahead, since I didn't think anyone would still be here. Which is why I'm not sure where the plot will go once you guys choose a door. In addition, I am going to be leaving for vacation the day after tomorrow. Therefore... I don't know what to do. I'll keep updating tomorrow, but here's what I'm thinking, and sorry for this little spoiler bit being so long. What I'd like to do, ideally, is hand off the GM-ship of this thing to one of you. If none of you want it, then it'll be on pause until I get back. PM me if you want to take the reins. Otherwise, I'll put it on hold after the last update tomorrow.
Seriously, hopelessly lost.
Maid of Time
>Choose a door at random.
Alright. I'd offer myself up, but I've got enough stuff going on already :U
i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart
The World's Least Powerful Man
>It's always good to have a ranged option. If you can somehow get one of those crystals down, you can magic it into a pistol. (crystal and pistol rhyme)
>Go: Haunted Forest door
Have fun on vacation. I probably won't make for a good DM either.
edited 25th Jun '15 10:31:48 PM by dvorak
Now everyone pat me on the back and tell me how clever I am!
>Go with the completely blank door
I haven't done anything like this before... but if no one more qualified is willing to/offers to do it, I'll give it my best shot... I'll also take on any help from someone who's willing to co-GM (So I don't screw things up too badly, if need be, we can PM back and forth)
edited 25th Jun '15 10:39:56 PM by GhostElm
"I'm as free as the dust in the solar wind."
Something something DBZ
Second door
What is a man? A miserable pile of secrets, but enough talk have at you!
Still my fave
Ocean door!
I don't think I'd be very good at GMing, sorry! I'd probably give the main character a Stand and turn this into Jojos Bizarre Adventure, my current obsession. Or something like that.
edited 26th Jun '15 1:34:09 PM by NervousShark
Fangs of the relentless thousand
Utterly Confused Pirate
I know I said I'd have another update, but I haven't had time today due to preparations for my family's vacation. I am about to retire for the night, because we're leaving quite early tomorrow. Therefore, effective as of now, Ghost Elm will be taking over as the GM of this... quest thing. He will be the one making the update posts now, with help from one of his friends or something he tells me. I hope all of you that are here continue to stick around. Thank you for your time.
Seriously, hopelessly lost.
Well, we'll see if anyone is up to helping me, but for now I'll try to do this on my own without screwing things up. I'll start writing up the prompt response.
"I'm as free as the dust in the solar wind."
>Get one of those crystals down, you can magic it into a pistol.
You look up at the crystals glowing high above you, pondering how you might be able to get... you glance over at your glittery companion.
You can not be serious... you're here to choose a door, and get going on your quest! and I'm not glittery...
You thought it might be a good idea to be armed...
You are armed... fine, whatever.
Your guide floats up and wrestles with a group of the dimly glowing crystals, eventually knocking a tiny one free. It tinkles to the ground at your feet and you pick it up. It radiates a very mild heat into your clenched fist.
Crystal -> Pistol: valid rhyme.
You concentrate on your new item, and try to force your will upon it...
This is going wonderfully so far...
You grumble a bit and focus on your new ability. Eventually, the light intensifies, and then dims. The heat is replaced with the feel of cold steel. In your hand is now a tiny weapon that seemingly fires even tinier projectiles... which you don't have. The object floats out of your hand, and like the LOS
KEYBLADE
Like the LOS and the rune, embeds itself in your chest.
>Go: Haunted Forest door
>Go with the completely blank door
>Ocean Door!
You look frantically between three of the doors, staring at the ravenous lycanthropes, the unnerving nothingness, the crashing wave.
>Second Door
Your eyes are then drawn to the second door on the left, with the towering spires, and then to the door on the right with the jail cell.
You don't know what to do! What if you choose wrong!?
Just pick one!
Okay... Fine!
>Choose a random door
You pull out your keyblade, close your eyes, and start to spin. You get dizzy, but eventually, you stop. Your keyblade is pointing toward... the door with the seemingly lifeless city...
You reach out, and tap it with your keyblade. There is a brief moment where the blade glows white, followed by the feeling that you are being sucked through the portal.
You land on a damp cobblestone street. A waxing gibbous moon shines above your head. You hear bats chittering above... you are very hungry...
>What do you do?
I rolled 1d6 to determine the door
edited 26th Jun '15 10:54:38 PM by GhostElm
"I'm as free as the dust in the solar wind."
The World's Least Powerful Man
> Look for an all-night taco stand (or similar)
Now everyone pat me on the back and tell me how clever I am!
>Look for an all-night taco stand (or similar)
You stand up and look around. Your companion is buzzing around your head, but keeps quiet for now. From what you can see, despite several of the larger buildings in the area having spires as the door showed, the town proper actually consists mainly of houses and shops and the like composed of some sort of dark, crudely cut stone. The road you are on seems deserted, including no good vending venues of any kind, but you can hear rustling noises coming from a nearby alleyway, and when you squint, you can see that just before the road forks about a half mile down from you there is a window with a single candle burning. You do hear, however that there is a separate group of jumbled noises coming from fairly distant, as you concentrate, you can tell that the sound is coming from your left, although it seems to be from a few streets down.
>What do you do?
edited 27th Jun '15 9:36:58 AM by GhostElm
"I'm as free as the dust in the solar wind."
The World's Least Powerful Man
>Investigate the noise. It's either a townsperson you can talk to or our first combat encounter.
Now everyone pat me on the back and tell me how clever I am!
(Just so I know for later on, do you mean the noise in the alley, or the noise a few streets over?)
edited 27th Jun '15 10:12:07 AM by GhostElm
"I'm as free as the dust in the solar wind."
The World's Least Powerful Man
(the closer one.)
Now everyone pat me on the back and tell me how clever I am!
Oh yeah! A nice tunic and pants would be nice.
Let's ask for that.
i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart