EPONA

[soulping]

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ROUND 1

[soulping]

[You find yourselves standing in a very small, very white room. Your clothes are dry, you are dry, but you swear you can feel the heavy sway of water weighing upon your limbs. At least the temperature is normal, and you’re breathing just fine.

In the middle of the room is a white pedestal, on top of which you find two glass spheres: one large, and one small. There are no exits.]

What will you choose, my darling dears? If you’d like to earn two keys, destroy the larger. If you’d like to earn one, destroy the smaller. You cannot earn three.

Or perhaps you’d prefer that another team to undergo the trial in your place …? If so, merely speak the team’s name, clearly and purposefully, before destroying your sphere of choice. Ah! Unfortunately, the Cats are not an option.

Re: ROUND 1

[grandstanding]

[Blade blinks, shifting on his feet. this sensation... it's unpleasant. but it's manageable for now. whether the game is manageable, now that's the question.

he's eyeing the two spheres from a few paces away.]

Re: ROUND 1

[sadistfaction]

All we gotta do is pick which to destroy? That don't sound too bad.

[He shrugs.]

Re: ROUND 1

[waverlygirl]

This is sick!

ROUND 2

[soulping]

[You find yourself standing in another very small, very white room. The heaviness lingers … and is it just you, or can you feel a niggling tightness in your chest? A difficulty drawing breath? Maybe, just maybe, just for a second here and there, you feel water in your mouth and nose ... But there's nothing there.

Once again, there’s a pedestal in the middle of the room, but now there are three spheres upon it: one large, one small — and another small one, this one featuring frosted glass whiskers.

A member of the Cat team is leashed to the pedestal, by a long, deceptively-delicate looking silver chain. The chain is attached to a silver collar; it doesn’t look like there’s a way to remove it.]

This time, my doves, you may choose to undertake either one trial … or two! What will you do? And who will reap the benefit of your arduous labours …? There are three keys available to you here.

You may, of course — if you have not already done so — choose to pass one trial along to another team.

((In this round, you may do one of the following:
- Break one of the regular spheres, either the large or the small.
- Break one of the regular spheres, and the whiskered sphere.
- Break only the whiskered sphere.

If you break the whiskered sphere, you may choose to donate that key to the Cat. You can also choose to keep it for yourself! No other keys can be donated to the Cat. The Cat can choose to help with the trial … or you could try to force them ;D))

Re: ROUND 2

[waverlygirl]

This game is dumb.

Re: ROUND 2

[sweatypalms]

[ because Blade's apparently got a scratchy throat for some reason, let's refer to the teammate who isn't Menace. ]

We got a plan?

Re: ROUND 2

[feytality]

Nyssa's even dumber.

Re: ROUND 2

[grandstanding]

[ah yes, more breathing difficulty, just what he wanted. Blade is engaged in clapping a hand to his mouth and coughing harshly.]

Re: ROUND 2

[dirtdevil]

[ yes hello I am here now what the hell is happening. ]

—Blade?

Re: ROUND 2

[nodo]

[ w....what. okay Nyssa this is a new one even for you. ]

Re: ROUND 2

[sadistfaction]

Of course they make decisions more difficult in the next round.

Re: ROUND 2

[sweatypalms]

[ hello I am 1000 again and what is this ]

Re: ROUND 2

[waverlygirl]

[ They received three keys. Somehow, during all of that, Willow did manage to give the key to Panther and keep two for themselves ]

ROUND 3

[soulping]

[Welcome to yet another very small, very white room. You’re wracked by icy shivers, even though you know — you know — that it’s pleasantly warm in here. You know that you can’t breathe, that there’s water in your mouth, nose, ears, in your throat, choking you; that the water is weighing you down —

You’re in a very small, very white room, with a pedestal bearing two spheres: one large, one small. You can breathe. You’re not drowning. You’re okay. Right?]

Just like the first round, my darlings! You may earn two keys, or one — make your choices wisely.

Re: ROUND 3

[waverlygirl]

[ she's so hungry, so she doesn't reply, hunched over her stomach and watching everything warily ]

Re: ROUND 3

[sweatypalms]

[ well.

THE CHOICE IS OBVIOUS, RIGHT?

picks up the large sphere. ]

Re: ROUND 3

[grandstanding]

[he hasn't been able to breathe for a while now. the pain's too much. blood keeps coming up. he just can't breathe and his vision's fading out...

Blade stumbles against the wall, bloody hand slipping from his equally bloody mouth. and he crumples to the floor, unconscious.]

Re: ROUND 3

[sadistfaction]

[He is in so much pain, and this new room makes him feel so much worse. But he still wants to be made useful because he is too stubborn and too proud.

He tries to do anything he can, but he grunts, the pain and the difficulties with breathing are torture.]

ROUND 4

[soulping]

♬

[You’re going to run out of air. You know that, now, though the sensations come and go. You need to get out; there’s not long left until you drown.

Not long left until before you drown, in a very small, very white room, with a pedestal standing in the center. Set atop of it are two spheres: one large, and one small.]

You know what to do ♥

Re: ROUND 4

[waverlygirl]

[ she's just gonna curl up into a ball, gnawing on her own arms ]

Re: ROUND 4

[sweatypalms]

[ by now, he's just curled up in a pathetic ball in the corner with his head in his hands, tearing up and hyperventilating. occasionally screaming.

IT'S UP TO YOU... WHOEVER'S STILL SANE. ]

Re: ROUND 4

[feytality]

[time to break that large sphere, then]

Re: ROUND 4

[sadistfaction]

[Yeah.

He's just.

Sitting on the floor hoping he and the remaining Eponas don't die.]

...

[soulping]

[Your final keys—or key, singular—appear, leaving you with a total of: 8]

[Head to ENDGAME]