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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 31, 2009 22:55:47 GMT -4
Suddenly, it seemed you were back in the maze, but a darker more mysterious part of the maze...
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Post by tgarwhyn on Apr 1, 2009 1:06:41 GMT -4
"Whoa, this is a new part of the maze." I say as I walk around and look at my surroundings.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Apr 1, 2009 4:12:06 GMT -4
Soon I come to a intersection of several paths, with a sign pointing down each path. Each sign has an icon on it, so I check each icon to see what they are.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 4, 2009 8:32:31 GMT -4
One of the signs has a microphone on it, one has a wrestling ring, and the other is scratches out...
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Post by tgarwhyn on Apr 5, 2009 1:08:00 GMT -4
I find myself still trying to decide which path to choose. I shrug and figure I can always come back if I change my mind. I head down the path with the microphone on it.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Apr 12, 2009 1:48:26 GMT -4
I slowly walk down it, noticing the scenery seems to be changing, looking more like a city now.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 12, 2009 22:36:47 GMT -4
"Spare any change?" said a voice of a man sitting beside where you were walking...
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Post by tgarwhyn on Apr 12, 2009 23:51:39 GMT -4
*I reach into my pocket as I take a look at the guy. I normally don't give money to beggers, but I somehow feel for him, stuck in this maze as I am. I take out a dollar worth of quarters and put them in his hands*
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 18, 2009 17:02:31 GMT -4
"Thank you, good man...let me give you a gift now..." he said grabbing your hand, squeezing it tight.
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Post by tgarwhyn on Apr 19, 2009 1:58:50 GMT -4
"A gift?" *I ask the man as he grabs and squeezes my hand*
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Apr 20, 2009 1:45:38 GMT -4
His grip is incredibly strong, so he keeps holding on...
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Post by tgarwhyn on Apr 20, 2009 4:05:39 GMT -4
*I watch as the area where he grips starts tan a bit and a few black lines start to crawl out as well.* What in the world are you doing to me?! *I say as I try to get a good luck at the guy as well*
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Post by tgarwhyn on Apr 28, 2009 1:36:09 GMT -4
*He doesn't say anything and keeps his grip firm on my forearm, the skin there darkening further as it reaches a chocolate brown color and starts to spread out from his hand. I also realize my face is feeling a little weird as I continue to try and get a good look at him*
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on May 1, 2009 23:24:32 GMT -4
"I think you'll like my gift" he said to you with a smile.
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Post by tgarwhyn on May 2, 2009 1:12:25 GMT -4
As he smiles, I can see his teeth, covered in gold grills and realize he's a black man. My arm muscles up as the still darkening skin moves up, my fingers and hand already covered in the coffee black skin. The pitch-black lines move with it as I realize they are forming tattoos. Soon it reaches my shoulders then moves around to my other shoulder.
"What kind of gift is this?!!"
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