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auroraexpress2019-01-12 02:08 pm
hot_mess_express) wrote in auroraexpress2019-01-12 02:08 pm
The Third Trial
Who: Heroes
When: Day 8, morning
Where: Outer Space
[ A familiar silence takes hold of the jungle, and just as before the unsettling stillness erupts into a heavy gale, shaking the Aurora. Also familiar to most is the call, echoing in your mind:
Come hither, Heroes. Prove thy worth.
This time, instead of either the house or the tent, there’s a glittering void, points of light twinkling in the air. As you step into the space it expands, seeming to consume you, the Aurora, and all that exists in general. There’s a feeling of vertigo as this happens, frozen lights swirling all about you, an obnoxious giggling echoing from -- in front? -- behind? -- everywhere?
“Welcome, welcome, welcome!” rings a lilting, sing-song voice, mischievous and just a slight bit unsettling in cadence. “Darkness comes in many forms, so let’s see how good you are at sniffing it out~!”
The lights seem to dim, or maybe it’s just your vision --
“Oh, and remember, remember, remember! Everything that happens…
...happens because of you.”
-- and then it’s over, your vision returns, and you find yourself in the gilded foyer of what seems to be a manor. ]
PRE-GAME MINGLE ☆ GAME START ☆ IC RULES & ROOMS ☆ TURN-IN ☆ WINNERS ☆ ENDGAME
When: Day 8, morning
Where: Outer Space
[ A familiar silence takes hold of the jungle, and just as before the unsettling stillness erupts into a heavy gale, shaking the Aurora. Also familiar to most is the call, echoing in your mind:
Come hither, Heroes. Prove thy worth.
This time, instead of either the house or the tent, there’s a glittering void, points of light twinkling in the air. As you step into the space it expands, seeming to consume you, the Aurora, and all that exists in general. There’s a feeling of vertigo as this happens, frozen lights swirling all about you, an obnoxious giggling echoing from -- in front? -- behind? -- everywhere?
“Welcome, welcome, welcome!” rings a lilting, sing-song voice, mischievous and just a slight bit unsettling in cadence. “Darkness comes in many forms, so let’s see how good you are at sniffing it out~!”
The lights seem to dim, or maybe it’s just your vision --
“Oh, and remember, remember, remember! Everything that happens…
...happens because of you.”
-- and then it’s over, your vision returns, and you find yourself in the gilded foyer of what seems to be a manor. ]
PRE-GAME MINGLE ☆ GAME START ☆ IC RULES & ROOMS ☆ TURN-IN ☆ WINNERS ☆ ENDGAME
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[Adjusts gloves. She's glad to be out of there.]
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To cut someone open? Maybe someone will be dumb enough to be murdered on our train.
[Wouldn't put it past intelligent beings in general.]
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...
You think that might happen?
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