Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Thursday

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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 ]

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Camp One - The Room

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Camp One - Main Space

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The central chamber (http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/endsthegame/15469825/23496/23496_original.png) is dimly lit but light enough to keep out the grues. There is a torch grafted to the wall every few feet, its flames flickering but never going out. A single water fountain rests between two torches. When activated, it releases a thin stream of water. In one corner, there are bags on the floor, varying in size, some big enough to be worn by an adult-sized human.

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[squire-hand.livejournal.com]

James found a spot nestled between two torches, looking around for familiar faces. He'd just woken up not long ago, in an unfamiliar place. Well, this explained why the Island seemed a bit sparse over the past few days. At least he was dressed (boxers and t-shirt); Fandom made him soft. From now on, he would sleep fully dressed.
[ooc: afk until workbeast slain]

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[craftyladyparts.livejournal.com]

Well, it was hard to move, the daily grind of dungeon crawling was getting to her, and the whole situation was just emotionally brutal.

But you know what? Jessica had a new argyle sweater vest. She didn't usually care for argyle sweater vests, but actually wearing something different and reasonably clean actually made her feel better.

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[arsenicmauls]

The extra gravitational pull was getting to Gert, even if she personally thought it was psychosomatic.

Her plan had been to explore every day, but maybe waiting until the evening to set out wouldn't be the worst idea. In the meantime, she had her blanket, and she didn't think anyone would judge her if she just huddled under it for most of the day.

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[throughaphase]

Kitty was used to this sort of situation, sure, but she wasn't used to it going on so long with no end in sight, she really wanted a shower and some real food, and while she still couldn't get through the wall, she could phase sometimes in here... only for it to stop working at random and start feeling the effects of the gravity again.

But she was trying not to be annoyed and was focusing more on things like head counts after talking to Jim yesterday. "Has anyone gone missing?" she asked, just in case.

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[bitten_notshy]

Jack had scavenged a package of stale Hostess cupcakes from the garage the day before, and they were meant to be breakfast. (There was bread and cream; it was practically nutritious.)

Except -- packets of snack food didn't normally feel like bricks in the hand, did they? Jack poked at the wrapper uneasily. "Is there some kind of mold that makes food heavy?" he asked no one in particular.

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[throughaphase]

"Only if there's a kind of mold that makes our feet feel heavy, too," Kitty said, lightly. Oh, I kill me.

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[bitten_notshy]

"I don't think there is," Jack said, doubtfully, before he finally got it. "... so this place is messing with us even more. Fantastic."

He held out the cupcakes to Kitty. "Want some breakfast? Don't break your wrist lifting one."

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[throughaphase]

"I'll take like half of one, thanks," she said, reaching for one. "I'm going to go out again, see what I can bring back and who's around. Energy would not be a bad thing."

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[bitten_notshy]

"I'll be doing the same thing -- I'd like to see if I can find the path to the other group," Jack said. "And there are still plenty of locked cars in the garage, if the statues don't spook you."

It didn't occur to him the garage might not be reachable anymore.

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[throughaphase]

"I wouldn't chance the garage," Kitty advised. "A couple kids from the other group disappeared there."

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[bitten_notshy]

"So that's out now," Jack winced. "Who disappeared? How?"

He would have come up with more creative questions, but 'who' and 'how' about covered it.

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

"We have to stop meeting like this," Allie said as she sank down to sit on the floor. Moving was strange, it was the first time since she'd been turned that it took effort.

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[bitten_notshy]

"We do," Jack agreed. "Or at least learn to pick better vacation spots."

He offered the packet of cupcakes to her out of politeness; he wasn't sure she'd want any.

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

"At this point all my vacations are going to take place on my couch."

She waved off the cupcake. "Save that for someone that needs it. I know it seems like food's been scarce."

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[bitten_notshy]

"There's not a lot," Jack agreed, and set the remaining cupcake to the side. "I was out scavenging yesterday, but -- you can't feed 20 people on a few cans of baked beans and the junk food people leave in their cars."

Re: Camp One - Main Space

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

"No, you can't." Sadly Allie knew that from experience, all those years scavenging in the Fringe. "I'll go out in a bit and look for more doors to try. Maybe I can find something."

Re: Camp One - Main Space (Plotty)

[3girls-1core.livejournal.com]

It was hard to run back to the camp with gravity acting ridiculous, but Zeela made decent time anyway. She ran up through the corridors and burst into the main camp yelling, "Guys! Guys! Guess what I found! (http://fh-dungeon.livejournal.com/2168.html?thread=540280#t540280)"

[NOW IN THE RIGHT PLACE! I will be driving for most of today, but feel free to ping in for SP. Otherwise, assume you heard the story, either from Zeela or someone else.]

Camp One - Alcoves

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Between some of the torches there are little alcoves, just wide enough to fit a single human being lying down.

Re: Camp One - Alcoves

[not_a_whiner]

Kaidan had curled up in one of the alcoves with one of the blankets he'd found on day one. It kept him warm, that was the important part - but right now it seemed to be making it very hard to get up.

Weird.

Camp One - Fireplace

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At the back of the room stands a singular fireplace giving off some heat. On its mantle lies an array of little figurines, shifting day by day. Right now, a squirrel with a tiny rum bottle seemed to be leading the parade.

Re: Camp One - Fireplace

[filleauloup]

Éponine was more coherent today than she had been the last two days, but she was back at the fireplace looking at the figurines anyway.

"It's a shame," she told the squirrel figurine sadly, "that you likely wouldn't be willing to share that bottle if you were real."

Maybe she could scrounge up something to drink out there somewhere . . .

Re: Camp One - Fireplace

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Zeela was out today. Sholeh wasn't feeling well and the sisters had agreed that it would be better to let her rest and possibly have people miss her than let her stay in view, especially now that the camps were mingling and people were wandering in and out.

Until food time, of course. Then Sholeh had to come out and eat.

For now, though, Zeela was glaring at the stupid figurines. They kept changing, of course, but why? Did they mean something? Were they supposed to represent something? Did they change form or was someone secretly replacing them with magic? Just one more stupid mystery in a dungeon full of them.

Out of spite, Zeela grabbed one a the little figures, a gremlin holding a key. Ha, stupid dungeon! See how you liked that.

...Shut up, her ability to be spiteful was very limited, okay? She took what she could get.

Re: Camp One - Fireplace

[playsforkepesh]

After returning from a bar she'd come across on the other side of the dungeon, Sam emptied her knapsack out on the floor. "I've got food and I've got weapons," she called. "They're up for grabs for anyone who needs any."