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Post by tgarwhyn on Dec 22, 2008 3:07:39 GMT -4
"Yes, I can do that. I'll be glad to help out in any way I can." I say as I look around some more.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Dec 28, 2008 23:15:32 GMT -4
I look around for the source of the voice as I wonder where it is coming from.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 2, 2009 11:34:45 GMT -4
Suddenly you felt something grab your tail and pull you backwards into another portal. Your large dragon body soared through it. Suddenly you felt yourself stop and you noticed that you were in a small area, with several of the guests from the mansion, all surrounded by cages, and other devices. Next to you was a redhead holding up a ring, and in front of her was Lord Hugo and...the witch who had tricked you from earlier. Anger welled up inside of your dragon form as you stared at her, her eyes wide (head to the cross over thread, and finish that witch! )
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 6, 2009 1:23:31 GMT -4
(welcome back)
You arrive back at the center of the maze, the Orb smiling. You are human again, it seems, normal, like the way you entered the maze.
"Welcome back" said the orb's voice. "Is there anyplace you'd like to visit in the maze?"
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Post by tgarwhyn on Jan 6, 2009 3:52:12 GMT -4
Hmmm, well I would like to experience another person's life. Like a soldier or bouncer or even rapper or skinhead. Anyplace like that in this maze?
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 6, 2009 12:18:50 GMT -4
The Orb flinches at the word "skinhead" but otherwise smiles. "Of course...let's send you back to the beggining!" and in a flash you are see two paths before you, left and right.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Jan 6, 2009 15:05:54 GMT -4
"Let's try the right path this time." I say as I walk down the path leading to the right.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 6, 2009 16:46:15 GMT -4
"Good to see you again, friend" said Hugo as he walked up from behind. "Thank you so much for the help back there with that witch thing."
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Post by tgarwhyn on Jan 7, 2009 1:32:21 GMT -4
"No prob. Glad to help." I say as I walk slowly to keep up with you.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 8, 2009 12:00:10 GMT -4
Up ahead is a strange looking building. It appears they are hiring...whatever they are. As you get closer, you hear music, like from a nightclub, and you see that it is indeed a nightclub. The bouncer outside smiles and asks you to extend your hand...
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Post by tgarwhyn on Jan 8, 2009 18:36:52 GMT -4
Figuring it's to identify that I am able to drink, I extend my hand to let him stamp it.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 13, 2009 21:41:21 GMT -4
The stamp touches your skin, the cold ink transferring, and suddenly you feel numb.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Jan 14, 2009 2:31:03 GMT -4
I shake and rub my hand to get the feeling back. "Man, that's unusual. Did my hand just fall asleep like that?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jan 15, 2009 17:22:23 GMT -4
"Of course it did" said the Bouncer. "How else was I to transfer the job to you?" he says rather strangely.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Jan 16, 2009 1:54:32 GMT -4
"Wait, what do you mean 'transfer' the job to me?" I ask him in wonderment and a little anxiety.
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