Twisting Paths of the Dungeon, Somewhere, Friday

[not_a_whiner]

Wind roars through these hallways - sometimes here, sometimes there. When it passed through, it blew out torches that took several minutes to light again: enough time for a grue to grab the unsuspecting people suddenly blanketed in shadow.

Still, it might be worth venturing out into the halls. The roads to each camp were open.

[ winding pathways | rapture | dinosaurs | mario | gLitCH | FREE SPACE | ooc ]

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Winding Pathways

[not_a_whiner]

The pathways seem to be hewn from solid stone, ceilings low. Some of them are lit with torches, one every few feet, but some grow darker as you proceed, until the darkness itself seems to swallow the stone. The shadows themselves rattle, making an unearthly noise.

Beware of the wind.

Re: Winding Pathways

[trigons_child]

Raven knew she was going to have to feed again today; she'd put it off as long as she reasonably could, but if she waited much longer she was going to risk losing control.

But that didn't make asking someone any easier, so she was going to take a little time to prowl through the pathways of the maze. Maybe there'd be a door to a room of TruBlood or something? She could hope.

[Open!]

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[3girls-1core.livejournal.com]

Food was becoming a little more plentiful, which meant her sisters were making Sholeh get up and around today. They were worried that people would have noticed her absence over the last few days wanted her to be seen by people.

How this translated into sending her to look for more keys, Sholeh wasn't entirely sure. But it had, and now she was wandering through a pathway, feeling like an idiot. Zeela'd gone off by herself so they could make the change where no one was looking, but now Sholeh found herself alone and more than a little scared.

[SP please!]

Re: Winding Pathways

[so_hawkward]

With every day that passed, Clint was increasingly wary of the doors, and increasingly eager to explore and find a way to get everyone home. He was used to sneaking around in the dark, but this place made all his usual tricks seem useless. He was hoping, as he moved around, to run into other people, and nothing more dangerous than he could handle.

Re: Winding Pathways

[suitably_heroic]

Atton didn't have the damnedest idea why he was even out here again. He'd gotten kicked out of the room that had actual drinks in it, some time before the residents actually wanted him to pay for them, and while that probably worked out well for his health...

... he had Malachor V stuck in his head. Still. And this place was crazy. And he just...

...needed to wander around the halls and stare that wind in the face. He knew all about tempest and passion and shadows. Let it come.

"You think this is spooky?" he said to the flickering torches. "You have no idea."

A Heavy Iron Door

[not_a_whiner]

Not so much a door, perhaps, more like an airlock.

Pushing open this door brings you (a lighthouse, a man--) into the empty underwater realm of Rapture. It's quiet in the large hall you currently occupy, but wait long enough and strange men and women in masquerade masks will come bearing makeshift weapons. And if you wait even longer, you might catch the attention of a little girl and her violent metal protector.

Best not to linger long. Ransack the old desks and machines for leftover food and go, before something deadly decides you've outstayed your welcome.

[ raptureverse! please let us know in the OOC if you'd like us to NPC for you. ]

Re: A Heavy Iron Door

[fewer_explosions]

"Oh dear," Liara said.

That was the best reaction one could have to this environment, wasn't it? She thought back to Jono's classes and tried to determine whether this had come up before-- and then she waited.

When no one turned up after a minute, she slunk into the room and started rifling through drawers. One never knew.

[[ open! ]]

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[wwiii]

"No." Warren had frozen in the doorway the moment he'd stepped through it. The sound of water and the heavy smell of rust in the air was enough to tell Warren exactly where he'd found himself. "No no no..."

But they needed supplies. They desperately needed supplies. And he couldn't bring himself to turn back. Not yet. Not empty-handed.

His wings were pulled tight against his back and he was barely breathing as he treaded gently through the city that still haunted his nightmares. He could do this. He could handle Rapture, this time.

[Open!]

Re: A Heavy Iron Door

[beautifulsenshi.livejournal.com]

Sometimes it was, possibly, a blessing that Minako was so new to Fandom, as with Rapture, ignorance of what the others had gone through was bliss. Potentially deadly and ignorant bliss, but bliss.

Once Minako had untangled herself from the glitchy-room, and found new shoes - cowboy boots, but better than one strappy sandal - she'd made her way here. "Sugoi..." she breathed, looking around. "It looks like a movie set or a video game!" This was so much better than yesterday.

Right. Scavenging. Minako practically skipped around the hall, looking for secret passages out, or anything useful.

[Open!]

Re: A Heavy Iron Door

[new-it-girl.livejournal.com]

Just like with all the doors she opened this week, Hanna was cautious. This place was a bit creepy. Maybe it was the underwater factor or how empty it seemed. Or both.

Since she was here and it seemed safe enough (oh, Hanna, no), she figured she'd forage for food and supplies. Foraging wasn't really her thing, but desperate times and all.

Hopefully this wouldn't take too long.

[open!]

Re: A Heavy Iron Door

[justlurkinghere]

Derek stuck to his tried and true method of dealing with these places by silently glaring as though that would fix everything.

Spoiler alert: it fixed nothing.

He moved closer to Stiles, straining to hear past normal, human levels. It sucked. "We should have gone through a different door." Yeah, he would have said that about any of the places.

[[For his Moon-Pie]]

Re: A Heavy Iron Door

[pursuedthestars]

Jim couldn't decide if this was better or worse than the burned out Earth he'd been in a few days.

It was quiet, at least, and he didn't see anything dead right away. He started walking, trying to be quiet about it. He really didn't want to disturb something huge and aggressive.

He slipped into a room and started going through some desks. Maybe he'd find some food that wasn't old and gross looking.

[Open, sure!]

Re: A Heavy Iron Door

[solo_sword]

After not getting anything in the place with the kriffing turtle shells, Jaina had continued on to another door.

And now she was wearing blood that wasn't hers, sporting a nasty-looking cut across her forehead, and thought it very possible she'd bruised some ribs, and not looking like any of this bothered her at all. Instead she waited to make sure nothing was going to try and kill her for a minute or two, and began looking through things to stuff whatever she found into a plastic bag and go.

[Open!]

A Door Covered In Foliage

[not_a_whiner]

This wooden door has leaves and vines growing all over it. Even from the outside, you can hear wildlife singing to you.

Come in and see the splendor of the jungle before you. There are colorful birds and small mammals all over, if you can reach them through the thick brush. Fresh water clatters down from a large rock formation up ahead. The resulting cacophony of noise is loud but seemingly friendly.

And then you hear the first roar of a Tyrannosaurus. Raptors hunt around these woods as well. Take a wrong turn and meet an ornery herbivore like a Stegasaurus, quite willing to defend its territory.

There are dinosaurs in this jungle. Try not to be eaten.

[ dinosaurs! let us know if you'd like us to NPC something for you. ]

Re: A Door Covered In Foliage

[arsenicmauls]

Was it any surprise that this was the room Gert found?

She ran through the door, panting hard: it had only taken one short hallway and a sharp turn to get here from her camp, but the lights had nearly gone out twice and Gert had zero interest in getting lost in this place in the dark, thank you.

Gert pushed her way through some brush so she could see where she was, and found herself in a jungle full of chirps and hoots and birdsong. It was kind of nice, if you left out the part where she'd just wandered through unknown foliage in shorts and there had to be tons of bite-happy bugs around here who'd only add to that inevitable rash. This was the Mesozoic era, judging from the look of the wildlife, which meant...

Yeah, that dinosaur roar should have inspired fear right away instead of a pang in Gert's heart, but not to worry, the fear came second.

But wait. She knew tons about dinosaurs these days. She could deal with this.

[[so open, omg!]]

Re: A Door Covered In Foliage

[notconflicted]

If anyone wasn't a little paranoid when exploring a room by now, they were wrong.

Sia was definitely a little paranoid walking through a jungle, but not being from this planet she didn't know what to expect at all. She kept her lightsaber in her hand and stayed calm, and then she heard that T-Rex roar.

Maybe this was not someplace she wanted to be alone.


[So open!]

Re: A Door Covered In Foliage

[ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com]

Naomi tentatively chose a door to enter and stepped through, found herself facing a jungle and slowly she began to make her way forward.

At first nothing seemed to be wrong but that was when she heard a loud roar in the dstance.

[open!]

Re: A Door Covered In Foliage

[abakingmetaphor.livejournal.com]

Buffy made good use of her sword in this room, cutting away foliage easily as she explored the jungle.

It'd probably be useful too once a dinosaur decided to attack her but thus far she had been lucky in that area.

[Open!]

Re: A Door Covered In Foliage

[nookiepowered]

Judging from Bo's week so far, her best guess was that next up was a vicious mime-attack, all acting out her worst personal faults in charade form. First word, three syllables, rhymes with bird herder... And yet, she opened the door, because the way out had to lie behind one of them, right?

Orrrrr she could step through and immediately tumble to the ground because her fashionable green and orange shoe landed right in a small patch of Cretaceous tar. Oof. Still, as she struggled to pull her foot free, Bo was counting it as a tentative win; nothing had landed on her head -- or tried to eat it -- yet.

Why, why, why did she have to think the word yet? It was like saying what could possibly go wrong out loud; the second you did, you'd hear booming reptilian roars and feel the earth shake in the distance, and the bushes in front of your face would rustle and echo with higher, shriller cries. Hard to scramble away when you're still unsticking your foot, so Bo just grabbed her fallen baseball bat and brandished it at the quivering foliage, waiting for whatever was about to try to eat her head to burst out.

Except nothing did. The leaves just continued to thrash about, and the shrill calls became less fearsome sounding, and more...desperate? Her foot finally pulling free from the gunk, Bo reached over to carefully push some of the branches aside with the bat.

Trapped, just like she'd been, in a sticky puddle, and shrieking wildly as it tried to free its hind legs from the muck, was a... well, it looked kind of like a Triceratops, but those didn't come in carry-it-to-the-Oscars-in-your-purse size, did they?

Was she really going to... yeah, she really was. "Relax, buddy. How about you shut up and don't summon Godzilla, and I try to get you out of there?"

The answer to that was apparently for the dog-sized lizard to squeal even louder, and snap at her in panic when she reached further into the bushes. "Hey, I'm trying to help! Aren't you supposed to be a vegetarian?"

Fine, so she couldn't get her hands in there if she wanted to keep her fingers. The bat would solve that problem if she wanted to beat it to death, but not so great for impromptu rescues. Bo thought for a moment, then looked down at her feet.

"Hi there, second dumbest idea I've had to today. I was wondering when you'd show up..."

Two minutes later, Bo had a neon green noose in her hand. "Whoopie-ti-yi-yippee-ki-yay."

The first time, she missed and it tried to catch and eat the string like a cat, but on the second toss, the loop settled around the creature's midsection, and Bo started to carefully tug it free.

"There," she said when it tumbled out of the bushes. "Now just let me have my shoelaces back and--"

Run squalling away, dragging her after it if she didn't want to lose the only thing keeping those shoes on her feet besides the sheer gravitational force of ugly.

"Hey! Just--" Crash, shriek, yank yank yank. Lather, rinse, plunge through waist-high marsh grass, repeat...

     Dear Mitchell,

went the postcard she was mentally composing.

     Today I got dragged through Primeval Playground by a dinosaur on a leash wearing bowling shoes.
     Me, not the dinosaur. How's Wales?
     love to Nina, George, and Annie,
     Bo

Too bad she wasn't able to grab a picture with her phone before the shoelace finally snapped and the critter bounded away into the jungle, still screaming at the top of its lungs.

Another deep roar in the distance. Great. Where had she dropped that bat?

Re: A Door Covered In Foliage

[absolutesnark]

Piper wasn't exactly excited to find a jungle behind this door. She was even less enthused when she heard a loud roar in the distance.

"You've got to be kidding," she muttered.

Still, she went exploring for food and water. There had to be something around here. How difficult could it be?

That's when she heard the roar again.

[open!]

A Blocky Door

[not_a_whiner]

This door almost seems to be built up from Tetris blocks. Curious.

That illusion becomes much more real when you step inside. The floor is made of blocks. There are blocks hanging in the impossibly blue sky. Goombas wander around on floor level, seemingly innocent, but deadly if you touch them. Big pipes stick out of the ground, through which occasionally a flower with sharp teeth pops up to eat whatever happens to be near it. And then there's the turtles, just as deadly to the touch as the Goombas, but maybe more so if you take them out: they devolve to turtle shells that shoot around the floor at top speed.

If you're lucky, you'll find the right block, bump your head against it, and grow taller - or gain the power to spit fireballs. So. Good luck to you.

[ any powers gained in this room will last you for the rest of the plot. Let us know if you need us to NPC anything. ]

Re: A Blocky Door

[solo_sword]

Jaina was cursing from the moment she saw the Goomba, because she'd hated when this happened in Fandom. At least she knew what to do in here, though, which included jumping on its head.

That felt as weird to do as it felt to narrate.

At least she could get through this one just fine, even if there was a turtle shell ricocheting between two pipes and the sound was going to drive her crazy.


[Open!]

A Shifting Door

[not_a_whiner]

Somehow, it's really hard to even grab the knob to open this door.

The inside seems cheery enough: it's actually an ordinary room that looks like it could be in anyone's house. There's a few bags and boxes arranged around the walls, containing fruits and vegetables. Is this your lucky break?

...It might be, unless you catch the wrong corner of one of the boxes, or you trip over one of the bags, or you wind up touching the wrong patch of the wall. Then you're going to be locked into place. Bouncing up and down at a rapid pace. Stuck in a glitch.

[ because we had to do at least one wacky room! this is the room of glitches. anything can go wrong here. you can turn the wrong color. your hair might keep distorting. you can get stuck by stepping behind a box or bumping into one of its corners. and then you're stuck here for the rest of the plot. sorry. ]

Re: A Shifting Door

[furnaceface]

Jono's second attempt at a supply run seemed to be going far better than the first had. Sure, he was stuck with the fluffy ears and the tail, but at least this time he had managed to find food. Considering how he hadn't eaten in days, just sitting himself down and eating his fill was going to take priority. And then he was grabbing as many bags of vegetables as he could carry and was making his way back across the room.

That was about the point where he had to stop and stare down at his feet. Every time he took a step with one foot, he moved along just fine, but his boots themselves didn't seem to be working quite right. It took him a moment to realize that they were moving exactly opposite to the steps he was taking, so that his left boot swung clean through his leg and planted on the floor every time he moved his right foot, and vice-versa.

It was distracting, to say the least, and he wound up tripping over his own feet a few times as he headed back to the door. The door that wouldn't even open again until he walked away from it and came back to it a few more times.

"I... don't even know what just happened, there."

[I had to. I had the same damn boot glitch in SWTOR with my Chiss character named Jonothon just the other day, and it needed to happen. Open if anyone would like to catch him on his way out, sure!]

FREE SPACE

[not_a_whiner]

There are many more doors lining the halls of this dungeon. Who knows what you'll find?

[ please adhere to the DIY dungeon room rules. we won't be NPCing here. ]

FREE SPACE: A Glass Door

[nottrivial]

By the time Alec made it through this door, he had a bruise on his forehead and a pretty serious headache, because as of today, he could officially join the ranks of people who had accidentally run into glass doors without realizing they were doors.

It was dark in the hallways, okay?

Once he made it through the door, what followed was another brief section of corridor (hence his confusion), and then... glass. A room of it. Glass floor, glass walls, glass ceiling, and plenty of glass shelves with precariously-placed glass ornaments on them.

Okay, so... no more running.

Alec wasn't sure what the point of this room was until he saw a giant dog-headed monster thing come barreling through the hallway on all fours, and without his bow with him today, he realized he was going to have to wrestle it.

Lovely.

[[i don't even know. open?]]

The Vault

[not_a_whiner]

In the center of the maze the vault sits quietly, its giant door unopened.

OOC

[not_a_whiner]

Let us know down here if you have any questions or you'd like us to NPC for you!

Re: OOC

[lovemykilt]

My comment in the Mario room managed to get marked as spam. Could someone unmark it for me, pretty please?