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I'm going to do this by phase post now. It will be much simpler.
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Parker scrambled towards the Northern door. All eyes were on him. Tyron's body was in a not too pleasant state and as the only person around to witness, he was falling under heavy scrutiny. He sighed and shook his head. Questing first into the unknown was somewhat without its charms.
"Whatever guys, if this is what it takes." He muttered.
He steadied himself as he walked across the final few skulls and looked down at Tyron's hand, pointing towards the door for eternity. Boone looked over at him solemnly, saluting at his proud work.
With a shrug, Parker shoved the door to the North until it slid open. He walked into the room beyond and watched it close behind him with a thud. He shivered. There was something eerie about this room. It was twice the width of a normal room and had quite a number of exits. One in each compass direction in fact. The West half had a Northern exit and a Western exit, and the East half had a Southern and Eastern exit. He was standing by the Southern exit, glancing over to the West.
On the Western wall was a gigantic stone sculpture of a face. It had a ragged mane and looked on creepily with cold dead eyes and a curved palm. He shrugged and turned to the door. At least it wasn't doing anything dangerous.
"It's clear". Said Parker to the door. It slid open and the group looked in.
Boone looked over at the stone sculpture and shrieked, pointing at Marek triumphantly and then back to the face on the wall.
"What about those spikes?" Said Ezra, warily.
Parker turned his head back towards the Eastern wall. There were a number of spikes embedded on it. That didn't look go-
The room filled with a tremendous rush at that moment. The face on the wall blasted out a tremendous gust that sent Parker flying off his feet. He yelled out in terror as he careened across the floor, into the spiky wall. The face looked on sternly and continued its windy barrage. Parker grasped around in the air, managing to grab hold of an iron railing that was embedded in the wall.
He hung there as the gale increased. The room darkened with the mighty bluster as the group in the doorway looked on in horror.
"Hang in there!" Said Brie, encouragingly.
Parker snarled. What good was that? His hair was blasting all over his face. Angela scowled as the wind was rippling through hers and sending it in all directions.
"I bet you're regretting that purple mop now." Said Frederick smugly.
"Thanks for the tip asshole!" Screamed Parker above the blasting wind. "How about some hel-"
He yelled out as his grip slipped on the iron railing. He felt himself be flung hard across the wall. There was a sickening squelch as his shoulder smacked into the spikes on the wall. Finally the gust died down into a gentle breeze. The group scuttled in, over to the stricken figure.
The spikes slipped into the wall with a thunk sound and another gruesome squelch.
Parker stumbled forward into the horrified crowd and toppled over. There was quite a trail of blood behind him.
"I...is he?" Said Brie, miserably.
"Do I look dead?" Said Parker, writhing around on the floor. He slowly crawled to his knees and cradled himself. He was feeling quite unwell.
It is now Phase 10. Phase 10 will end in roughly 24 hours from now.
Players (22):
Angela
Balagor
Boone
Brie
Eleanor
Emperor Fong
Ezra
Frederick
Kane
Marek
Mark
Origo
Pai Chan
Parker
Queen Genevieve
Rita
Sr. Culo
Stonehard Lee
Thomas
Urk
Walton
Wilt
Exits:
North
East
South
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Dern strode towards the Southern door. Confidence wasn't something instilled upon you when you walked first through an exit but they'd been through here already so it would be fine wouldn't it...
Wouldn't it?
He shrugged and pressed the strange panel by the side of the door. He didn't much care for these magical implements. They troubled him a lot. 2400 horses and doors that opened at the touch of your hand. This future world was a grim and troubling place. He stepped back into the room full of beeping and booping. The displays were still dimmed from before. Nothing much had changed really.
The group slowly followed him in when it became clear that nothing untoward was going to happen. Hobert charged through and immediately covered his nose. Many of the others were doing the same. Brittany whimpered and looked over at the gruesome sight down below with a shriek.
Taylor's body was decomposing already. Maggots crawled over his flesh as his blank face looked up for an eternity.
General Chuikov shivered miserably.
"Let us never come through this way again." He said bitterly.
It is now Phase 10. Phase 10 will end in roughly 24 hours from now.
Players (18):
Airlea
Ajax
Andrael
Arimnestos
Brittany
Dennis
Dern
Erebos (I)
General Chuikov
Hobert
Katy
Kristoff
Maria
Peter
Rhea
Scott
Sophia
Tyrese
Exits:
North
East
South
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