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fh_dungeon2013-04-11 10:01 am
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Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Thursday
On the third day (or the fourth, depending on where you were currently huddled), the Toymaker cracked his knuckles and got to work: hallways shifted again, and groups that had been able to interact were cut off again. Gravity grew heavier to make it harder to walk, to run, to find the energy to move around.
The maze shifted again, and those trapped inside would have to see what new surprises awaited them today. The Toymaker wasn't done playing with them, even as their numbers began to dwindle. No, not at all.
[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc ]
The maze shifted again, and those trapped inside would have to see what new surprises awaited them today. The Toymaker wasn't done playing with them, even as their numbers began to dwindle. No, not at all.
[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc ]
Re: Camp Three - Main Space
ended up in the wrong camp at first, and also handwavilyacquired some better, non-sack clothes, even though it had meant dealing with things like duffel bags marked 'NEVER A SERIOUS ANYTHING TO ANYONE'.But they were still here, so he wasn't exactly celebrating. Especially when it was suddenly a little bit harder than expected just to walk to the water fountain.