hot_mess_express ([personal profile] hot_mess_express) wrote in [community profile] auroraexpress2019-09-05 09:28 pm

The Eighteenth Trial

Who: Trialgoers
When: Day 41, morning
Where:

I hope you were expecting to suddenly find yourself in a very different body from the one you're used to. No? You weren't? Ah, that's too bad … It's happened, and you're just going to have to Deal With It. In your hands is a foldable waterproof map, a six-sided die, and a whistle that you can hang around your neck.

To add insult to injury, you cannot, no matter how hard you try, reveal who you are or what team you're on.

Mingle | Rules & Info | Whistles | Walkie Talkies
Zone 1 | Zone 2 | Zone 3 | Zone 4 | Zone 5
Finish | Turn in
eightleggedfriend: (Down came the rain)

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[personal profile] eightleggedfriend 2019-09-06 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ They wake up 3 turns later, covered in cream and pastry and wishing the ground would just swallow them whole ]

[ Then they phone in a psa to warn everyone about the DEADLY PIES because ... well. People should know what they're getting into, right? Right. It's fine. It's fine. They roll a 3, head over to square 53, and ... ]

Doggy!

[ Yeah, okay. They can miss a turn to play with an adorable dog, that's fine. ]
eightleggedfriend: (And washed the spider out)

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[personal profile] eightleggedfriend 2019-09-06 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Who's a good boy! Who's a good boy! You are! Yes you are!







[ Parting is such sweet sorrow, but eventually they force themselves to roll the die and move on, crossing their fingers that they don't get something stupid like a series of ones. ]

Please ... please - yes!

[ They rolled a 6. FINISH LINE HERE THEY COME. ]