[ You find yourself in a section of the maze walled off by hedges sporting glowing pink flowers. Several tree stumps with rich velvet cushions on them surround a much larger stump, upon which lie a number of cards... ]
[ Wilder the Trickster sounds half-amused and half-irritated. ]
Don't any of you know how to follow the rules? Ah, well.
[ Ivy will get the following result...
For the next three to four hours, you become convinced that your teammates are actually impostors wearing the faces of the team you know and care for. No amount of logic or reason can convince you otherwise.
Also, you know everything. Absolutely everything--or so you think. Information pours through your brain without stopping. Some of it is right, and some of it is completely wrong, and you have no way of telling what's what.
Hydra will get the following result...
For the next three to four hours, delusions of grandeur plague you relentlessly. You should be in charge here; you are in charge here; why isn't anyone listening to you? You are mighty, a sun among mere stars!
Also, you cannot stop dwelling on the way your world must have ended, and you find yourself obsessing over how others' worlds ended as well. Apocalypse is never far from your mind.
On the plus side, your transformations have now fully reversed! ]
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Re: CHOICE
[Hydra takes JUDGEMENT and THE SUN]
Re: CHOICE
Don't any of you know how to follow the rules? Ah, well.
[ Ivy will get the following result...
For the next three to four hours, you become convinced that your teammates are actually impostors wearing the faces of the team you know and care for. No amount of logic or reason can convince you otherwise.
Also, you know everything. Absolutely everything--or so you think. Information pours through your brain without stopping. Some of it is right, and some of it is completely wrong, and you have no way of telling what's what.
Hydra will get the following result...
For the next three to four hours, delusions of grandeur plague you relentlessly. You should be in charge here; you are in charge here; why isn't anyone listening to you? You are mighty, a sun among mere stars!
Also, you cannot stop dwelling on the way your world must have ended, and you find yourself obsessing over how others' worlds ended as well. Apocalypse is never far from your mind.
On the plus side, your transformations have now fully reversed! ]
Re: CHOICE
[... which means I KNOW THAT THESE ARE DEFINITELY NOT MY TEAMMATES \'-'/]