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crittersheep) wrote2023-09-08 03:11 pm
crittersheep) wrote2023-09-08 03:11 pm
[LILY]
[you find yourself whisked away to. . . a small clearing in the midst of a misty wooded area. it is the dead of night, with the moon and stars shining brightly above you. the shadows between the trees broil at you menacingly– it's a different kind of threat than the mist in the woods of the pasture]
[also: you are now dressed as little red riding hood, only in your team colors. yes, this applies to everyone. you also have a cute little wicker basket with (fake) food in it. Enjoy!]
[the new Weed's voice echoes above, as though spoken through a P.A. system]
The night was dark. . . and in the sky, the moon glimmered brightly, like a silver eye watching the world below slumber peacefully.
And yet, at this hour, Little White Lily-- a young adventurer residing with their siblings on the edge of the Great Woods– found themselves lost between the trees. For you see, earlier that day Little White Lily had received notice that their grandmother was very, very ill. Fearful for their grandmother's well being, Little White Lily packed up a basket of food and donned their signature cloak, ready to venture into the darkness to care for their beloved matriarch.
But the path to grandmother's house is fraught with danger. Because lurking in these woods, ready to pounce upon the first sign of prey, are creatures of indescribable horribleness. . .
And Little White Lily's adventure is only just beginning.
[also: you are now dressed as little red riding hood, only in your team colors. yes, this applies to everyone. you also have a cute little wicker basket with (fake) food in it. Enjoy!]
[the new Weed's voice echoes above, as though spoken through a P.A. system]
The night was dark. . . and in the sky, the moon glimmered brightly, like a silver eye watching the world below slumber peacefully.
And yet, at this hour, Little White Lily-- a young adventurer residing with their siblings on the edge of the Great Woods– found themselves lost between the trees. For you see, earlier that day Little White Lily had received notice that their grandmother was very, very ill. Fearful for their grandmother's well being, Little White Lily packed up a basket of food and donned their signature cloak, ready to venture into the darkness to care for their beloved matriarch.
But the path to grandmother's house is fraught with danger. Because lurking in these woods, ready to pounce upon the first sign of prey, are creatures of indescribable horribleness. . .
And Little White Lily's adventure is only just beginning.
[ROUND THREE]
"Who is there!" cries out Little White Lily, their voice shaky with fear. And out of the darkness emerges the tricky Bluebell Fairy of urban legend. Myths surrounding the village say this fairy lures in its prey with a loving gaze and a gentle smile, before sucking away their very soul as a tasty snack!
"Are you lost?" asks the fairy, "I know these woods like the back of my hand. Should we climb the trees, we will be able to find your path from above! Shall I assist you, my friend?"
Little White Lily remembers they have a crossbow tucked away in their cloak, and it seems. . . they have a choice.
Do they TRUST the fairy's offer, or do they BETRAY the fairy and shoot them?
[anyway there's a little wooden Bluebell-colored fairy hanging by a rope from the trees now. for aesthetic]
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When this ritual ends, if we are able to revive, do not immediately revive Lethe. Ananke is fine to, but Lethe being in this state is useful for something that prevents another death later, and he already agreed to it beforehand.
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Angel Devil was constructing. A doll that would serve as a better vessel than the sheep do.
It benefits the pasture to complete that experiment.
Though I am loathe to include him in its actual supervision now.
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[that came out so thickly growled it was barely a word]
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Can do.
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[RESULTS]
The fairy hovers in front of Little Yellow Daffodil, before touching their nose with her tiny fingers. A warm sensation courses through the adventurer's body, making them feel as light as a feather.
"Like this, you should be able to climb the trees with ease! Come, let us go!"
The Bluebell Fairy and Little White Lily have decided to TRUST one another. But although they are now allies, their companionship does not protect them from the other horrors of the woods. . .
[PUNISHMENTS]
AIDES feels his entire body ache. But it isn't just any ordinary ache. . . it's an ache that chills him to the bone. His entire body is overcome with hypothermia, and no outside heat source can cure it. But hey! If he snuggles up with someone (or just touches them, really), that should stave off the chill.
STYX hears the sound of a bullet going off. BANG! The bullet pierces his shoulder, sending blood spraying and completely wrecking the joint. It's painful, and his arm may be a bit useless until the injury is healed, but it isn't fatal!
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that's the last thing i need rn, thinks aides ]
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[HE sounds like he is having problems]
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f-fortunately, he's used to getting shot up but Goddamn!]
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Fucked up the joint pretty bad... not a clean shot.
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