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20666
Topic Started: Thursday, 21. August 2014, 20:49 (4,000 Views)
Big King
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WELCOME MY PUPPETS! This RP is called 20666, and is based off of the murphy's law principle, anything that can go wrong, will. This RP has no rules on content, so do whatever. You final fate will be dictated by your choices and me however. SO ENJOY! FEAST! FOR SUFFERING FOLLOWS!


You all begin in the city of Mongol-Alpha, the capital of Mongolia in this alternate reality. You are all office workers for a generic corporation, but awake in your cubical to find no one there but you, what do you do, where do you go, HO HO! WE SHALL FIND OUT!


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I wish to get off Mr. Bone's Wild ride.
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Clock: (5) You barely make out the ominous reflections of abstract shapes in the Maze of Suffering. As you step in, screams can be heard.

Dabs: (3) You slam through the door, having forgotten to open it. Splinters embed themselves in your chest as you stumble towards the maze of suffering.
I wish to get off Mr. Bone's Wild ride.
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I look around, cursing my bad luck, as I begin to stumble forward.
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I attempt to move forward through the maze, hands in front of me to feel for glass walls as I carefully take baby steps through the maze.
"Home is where I work, and I work everywhere." -Alfred Nobel
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Dabs: (2) You stumble directly into a glass pane, shattering it. A piece hits you in the eye, as other parts of your body take damage as well.

Clok: (1) You smash into a glass pane, your teeth are scratched by the broken glass, making a chalkboard screech. Your pinkie on your left hand is sliced clean off, you can see it floating in front of you as time seems to slow. Intense pain travels through your body as the back of your right knee is sliced open. You descend downward, landing on your back. The countless shards embed themselves in your back as your finger lands in your open mouth. Stars sparkle in your vision.

(Pray to the glycon you don't roll a 1 children.)
I wish to get off Mr. Bone's Wild ride.
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(Progress. Fail. Learn. Adapt. Succeed. Continue. Fail. Injure. Endure. Fail. Succumb. Perish. Respawn. Repeat.)

I let out an inhuman wail as agony consumes me. None of the wounds were directly fatal, but they were majorly debilitating and hurt like hell. Blood poured out of the knee wound- I hope it hadn't severed an artery.
Edited by Hjorthorn, Monday, 22. September 2014, 17:53.
"Home is where I work, and I work everywhere." -Alfred Nobel
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(Can I join up?)
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I feel like I'm stuck in the ground, soaking up the searing hot coffee in my slate grey suit. My hand is still in the ground.
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(You gotta pull it out. Who knows, if you roll high you might just do it without injury.)
"Home is where I work, and I work everywhere." -Alfred Nobel
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I attempt to pull my hand out of the ground, hoping I could defy physics.
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i force myself to move forward towards the stairs even though i was choking on ice, My mamma would of told me to just be patient when choking on random sky ice...
"but it was always the knives closest to the heart that drew the most blood"
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