A knot of wild shrubbery closes off a plain stone alcove big enough for your team and...surprisingly tall. In fact, several feet above all your heads, a small stormcloud hovers, grumbling with faint thunder.
[ Wilder the Trickster's voice sounds from somewhere outside. ]
I don't care how noble and heroic you're feeling; what I've got for you is far more interesting. You're going to be thinking up curses. To start with, every team has to come up with three curses. Something like, "You shall wake up with eight hangnails every day for the rest of your life," or, "May your undergarments itch into infinity." Nothing too violent or damaging, mind you. Today I don't feel like healing up you sorry lot if you wind up maiming each other.
Oh, and don't try to make them blessings instead. If anyone tries that, I'll change them into curses myself. Now, do be as creative and entertaining as possible, hmm? I'm looking forward to it.
1. Any time you try to speak, the only noise you'll make is croaking 2. You have a hard time thinking, and you will be dumb and metaphorically brainless. 3. You can't read.
Hovering beneath the stormcloud are the following curses:
1. "Any time you try to speak, the only noise you'll make is croaking." 2. "You have a hard time thinking, and you will be dumb and metaphorically brainless." 3. "You can't read."
The stormcloud grumbles above you, then spits out the following curses to hover angrily beneath it:
1. "May you be cursed to have the same song stuck in your head for hours at a time." 2. "No matter what you speak, it will come out in song." 3. "You are cursed to step in a puddle whenever you're just wearing socks on your feet."
The stormcloud grumbles above you, then spits out the following curses to hover angrily beneath it:
1. "You are cursed to step in a puddle whenever you're just wearing socks on your feet." 2. "May your hair turn multi-colored in every shade of the rainbow." 3. "You will always confuse the salt and sugar and ruin your coffee and eggs."
The following curses now swirl beneath the stormcloud above you:
"May your hair turn multi-colored in every shade of the rainbow." "You will always confuse the salt and sugar and ruin your coffee and eggs." "May you never completely sneeze, even though you were sure you had to sneeze."
Above your heads, the stormcloud finally opens up, drenching you all in rain before finally dissipating. The curses that hovered beneath it fall down to hover around each team member instead. The overgrowth blocking the way out of the alcove pulls away. You can go to endgame, wet and trailing curses.
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ROUND ONE
I don't care how noble and heroic you're feeling; what I've got for you is far more interesting. You're going to be thinking up curses. To start with, every team has to come up with three curses. Something like, "You shall wake up with eight hangnails every day for the rest of your life," or, "May your undergarments itch into infinity." Nothing too violent or damaging, mind you. Today I don't feel like healing up you sorry lot if you wind up maiming each other.
Oh, and don't try to make them blessings instead. If anyone tries that, I'll change them into curses myself. Now, do be as creative and entertaining as possible, hmm? I'm looking forward to it.
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And here I was, thinking he was going to be an asshole like Nafuna.
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[Sorry, you've got a new Cat. Good. Good luck with that?]
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2. You have a hard time thinking, and you will be dumb and metaphorically brainless.
3. You can't read.
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ROUND TWO
And let me tell you, if you don't pick, I'll pick for you.
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1. "Any time you try to speak, the only noise you'll make is croaking."
2. "You have a hard time thinking, and you will be dumb and metaphorically brainless."
3. "You can't read."
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ROUND THREE
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1. "May you be cursed to have the same song stuck in your head for hours at a time."
2. "No matter what you speak, it will come out in song."
3. "You are cursed to step in a puddle whenever you're just wearing socks on your feet."
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These seem... A lot tamer than I was expecting, for some reason.
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#2 to Amalthea
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1. "You are cursed to step in a puddle whenever you're just wearing socks on your feet."
2. "May your hair turn multi-colored in every shade of the rainbow."
3. "You will always confuse the salt and sugar and ruin your coffee and eggs."
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I can handle the last two just fine.
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"May your hair turn multi-colored in every shade of the rainbow."
"You will always confuse the salt and sugar and ruin your coffee and eggs."
"May you never completely sneeze, even though you were sure you had to sneeze."
Above your heads, the stormcloud finally opens up, drenching you all in rain before finally dissipating. The curses that hovered beneath it fall down to hover around each team member instead. The overgrowth blocking the way out of the alcove pulls away. You can go to endgame, wet and trailing curses.