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. Every time you tell a lie, your ears grow. 2. Your vision grows blurry randomly for a few minutes each day. 3. You always feel like you need to scratch a spot on your back you cannot reach.
Hovering beneath the stormcloud are the following curses:
1. "Every time you tell a lie, your ears grow." 2. "Your vision grows blurry randomly for a few minutes each day." 3. "You always feel like you need to scratch a spot on your back you cannot reach."
1. 1. "Every time you tell a lie, your ears grow." - Gulgallana 2. "Your vision grows blurry randomly for a few minutes each day." - Ometotchtli 3. "You always feel like you need to scratch a spot on your back you cannot reach." - Alectryon
The stormcloud grumbles above you, then spits out the following curses to hover angrily beneath it:
1. "You have a hard time thinking, and you will be dumb and metaphorically brainless." 2. "You will only ever make it to those stupid social bingo games."
1. "You have a hard time thinking, and you will be dumb and metaphorically brainless." - Gulgallana 2. "You will only ever make it to those stupid social bingo games." - Vanara
The following curses now swirl beneath the stormcloud above you:
"Any time you try to speak, the only noise you'll make is croaking."
Above your heads, the stormcloud dwindles and slowly vanishes. The handful of 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, relatively free and clear.
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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[ she isn't grumpy at all! ]
What should we do?
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Let's try to think of something as mild as we can.
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2. Your vision grows blurry randomly for a few minutes each day.
3. You always feel like you need to scratch a spot on your back you cannot reach.
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And let me tell you, if you don't pick, I'll pick for you.
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1. "Every time you tell a lie, your ears grow."
2. "Your vision grows blurry randomly for a few minutes each day."
3. "You always feel like you need to scratch a spot on your back you cannot reach."
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[ OF COURSE they have to pick it themselves. ]
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2. "Your vision grows blurry randomly for a few minutes each day." - Ometotchtli
3. "You always feel like you need to scratch a spot on your back you cannot reach." - Alectryon
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1. "You have a hard time thinking, and you will be dumb and metaphorically brainless."
2. "You will only ever make it to those stupid social bingo games."
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Let's send the first to Gulgallana, then.
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2. "You will only ever make it to those stupid social bingo games." - Vanara
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It seems there's no curses for Dawon this round. Do as you like.
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"Any time you try to speak, the only noise you'll make is croaking."
Above your heads, the stormcloud dwindles and slowly vanishes. The handful of 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, relatively free and clear.