Sylph
Take me to Wonderland
[One week ago]
They appeared from no where. You just woke up one day with this odd symbol on your person. You try to explain it away as to where it may have come from, be it a spur of the moment tattoo while drunk or someone drawing on your body when you were sleeping with a permanent marker. All you know is that you woke up with this mark and have no clue why you have it.
[Three days ago]
You start having a reacquiring dream, one that you find yourself and others standing in the center of a strange town inhabited by strange people in hoods and shawls. You look at yourself and find yourself to be naked where your mark was. The mark is glowing a faint shade of colour, each a different shade for each person with you. You then glanced up and find yourself and others at the center of attention from a large creature making a soft hooting sound like an owl as they breath. You open your mouth to ask what is going on, only to find you have no voice.
You wake up later back in your room, your window open and a snow white owl sitting in a tree across from your room. You mark down the dream as something to do with the owl hooting while you slept. Nothing more could explain the odd dream.
[Last night]
Your head feels cloudy, you are in a cold sweat as your face drains of colour. You are sent back to your room my your parents to lay down. Thinking you have a mere fever, you crawl back into your bed and pull the covers over yourself to rest. The last sight you saw was your bedroom wall.
The first thing you see when you open your eyes again is a stone wall of a Inn room. You sit up in your bed and look around you, finding others sleeping in beds like yours. Each one of them look familiar to you, though you know you’ve never met them. You rub your face and look to where your mark is.
It is glowing. Just like the dream.
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Hi, this is a text-style adventure, or like a tabletop game where I‘ll be the DM. You play, you learn. If you ask the right people the right questions, you learn more! Simple yes?
No.
You see, you have to pay attention. Even the mumbling drunk may have said something of use that you wished to have remembered when the time comes. Things shift quite a bit here and may go from a pleasant dream to a horror filled nightmare. Fair warning dear players.
So do try to play smart. It may lead to victory in finding the answers you seek. You can travel off on your own, or you can stay in a group. This is your choice when you all wake up. But don’t hold me responsible if you happen to find your choice to be…an unfavourable one in the long or short run.
Have fun huns!
They appeared from no where. You just woke up one day with this odd symbol on your person. You try to explain it away as to where it may have come from, be it a spur of the moment tattoo while drunk or someone drawing on your body when you were sleeping with a permanent marker. All you know is that you woke up with this mark and have no clue why you have it.
[Three days ago]
You start having a reacquiring dream, one that you find yourself and others standing in the center of a strange town inhabited by strange people in hoods and shawls. You look at yourself and find yourself to be naked where your mark was. The mark is glowing a faint shade of colour, each a different shade for each person with you. You then glanced up and find yourself and others at the center of attention from a large creature making a soft hooting sound like an owl as they breath. You open your mouth to ask what is going on, only to find you have no voice.
You wake up later back in your room, your window open and a snow white owl sitting in a tree across from your room. You mark down the dream as something to do with the owl hooting while you slept. Nothing more could explain the odd dream.
[Last night]
Your head feels cloudy, you are in a cold sweat as your face drains of colour. You are sent back to your room my your parents to lay down. Thinking you have a mere fever, you crawl back into your bed and pull the covers over yourself to rest. The last sight you saw was your bedroom wall.
The first thing you see when you open your eyes again is a stone wall of a Inn room. You sit up in your bed and look around you, finding others sleeping in beds like yours. Each one of them look familiar to you, though you know you’ve never met them. You rub your face and look to where your mark is.
It is glowing. Just like the dream.
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Hi, this is a text-style adventure, or like a tabletop game where I‘ll be the DM. You play, you learn. If you ask the right people the right questions, you learn more! Simple yes?
No.
You see, you have to pay attention. Even the mumbling drunk may have said something of use that you wished to have remembered when the time comes. Things shift quite a bit here and may go from a pleasant dream to a horror filled nightmare. Fair warning dear players.
So do try to play smart. It may lead to victory in finding the answers you seek. You can travel off on your own, or you can stay in a group. This is your choice when you all wake up. But don’t hold me responsible if you happen to find your choice to be…an unfavourable one in the long or short run.
Have fun huns!
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{Rules}
-Don't be an asshat.
-If you type like a monkey I will eat you.
-No pictures for the form, please. The form is short, so do type something.
{Form}
Name: Should be easy enough
Age: How many trips around that sun did you go, mate?
Gender: Look in your pants. It’ll be obvious.
Appearance: *motions to mirror* Go on. It won’t break.
Number: 8-93. No, you can’t have repeat numbers. This is important.
Other: What couldn't fit anywhere else.
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Numbers taken:
8
9
12
13
15
19
33
42
43
66
72
82
Players:
Chief Zackrai ~ Old Man Frizzerwick
Flareth ~ Xavia
Crona ~ Indigo Astaroth
Legendaryseeker99 ~ Araneus Serket
Blastoise ~ Bépya 'Bep' Greerson
Black Yoshi ~ Ryan
Richard the Cinccino ~ Richard T. Crafton
Worst Username Ever ~ Tasha
Sweetie Belle ~ Caleb
Cap'n Sofa ~ Lars
Glace ~ Trevor Garcia
ShadowtheHoundoom ~ Nikolai Demidov
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