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[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.
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.
[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))
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))
[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.
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.
[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 ♥
[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.]
he's eyeing the two spheres from a few paces away.]
All we gotta do is pick which to destroy? That don't sound too bad.
[He shrugs.]
[He shrugs.]
I doubt it's that simple. Destroying them results in a trial. The larger sphere gains two keys, thus it will be more arduous.
D'ya think things get more dangerous per round? So that maybe going with the bigger one now is better than later? Not that we're not gonna pick one later too...
[He is trying to be logical but he is not even sure logic could be applied to these types of games.]
[He is trying to be logical but he is not even sure logic could be applied to these types of games.]
There's no way of knowing. Considering what Nyssa's done with things like the cards, it could be easier later, or harder, or the same. But to survive, we need six keys. I wouldn't want to leave that to chance.
Guess that makes sense, otherwise it'd get predictable.
[He nods.]
Can I destroy the big one, then?
[He nods.]
Can I destroy the big one, then?
Yes. We'd best get it over with.
[before anyone can try to argue with them.]
[before anyone can try to argue with them.]
[He goes over to destroy the large sphere!]
[well.
Blade steps forward and picks up the vial.]
Blade steps forward and picks up the vial.]
You know I can't answer that in a way you find acceptable.
[he takes the stopper out of the vial.]
[he takes the stopper out of the vial.]
[let him say stoic things, it's his purpose in life.
he drinks the vial!]
he drinks the vial!]
[The potion tastes like roses, and the moment it passes your lips you feel the thorns — stabbing pains spread throughout your body, the worst of it centered around your ribs and lungs. It’s getting harder to breathe … and as time goes by, coughs will come, light at first but steadily intensifying. By the end of the second round, you’ll be coughing up blood.]
[He watches. Just to make sure he doesn't, like, die, of course.]
Yeah, that was pretty great.
[Destroying things is awesome okay]
[Destroying things is awesome okay]
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