10-29-2025, 03:49 PM
lord, I fashion dark gods too;
He so enjoys an exercise in futility.
He lets them swim until they can swim no more, lets them sink into the murky depths and find their rebuilding. He wonders what they think, on that endless river floor, muscles aching with mud. He can feel snippets of it, their confusion and pain and exhaustion. He should be done with them.
But oh, he is having too much fun!
So he does not spit them back into Beqanna to tell their tales of chains and ferocious, hungry jungles, how the river went on forever. Instead, he pulls them and their reformed bodies into a prison. They are small, the cells, enough room to turn around in and not much more. They are also ill-made, crumbling stone with cracks and easy enough to break through, for he does not want them captive in this way for long – only enough to catch their breath, really. They will find the cells’ weaknesses out soon enough, and break free. Or they won’t, and he will simply let them rot in their own broken stupidity – he doesn’t mind either way.
Because what will they find, when they think themselves free?
A hallway, dimly lit. One end leads to an impassable stone wall, the other, well – they can’t tell, not quite, But they will follow – or they will rot – and when they follow that path, they will find one more game.
He has made for his little lab rats a maze, a twisting, stony thing. A labyrinth, filled with whatever monsters cross his mind (a maybe a minotaur or two – just to stay classic). It is solvable, but it is certainly not easy.
There’s light, at the center. If they find it, Beqanna is waiting.
If they don’t, well – there’s darkness.
He gives them no instructions. They know they’re playing his game, now.
Something in the labyrinth gives a keening, hungry cry. Something click begins an insectile buzzing.
The dark god grins, and waits for the show to start.
OOC:
Trait scrambling results:
Harrowed – Bodach mutated into Dream Entity. Shadow camouflage stays the same. Angel Shifting mutated into Fallen Angel. Glowing stays the same.
Sirin - Wings mutated into Malleable Anatomy. Horn mutated into Water Mimicry.
LAST ROUND! You’re out of the river and in dry land (a stony stall-like enclosure). You must break out via whatever method you want, and weave through the labyrinth towards a beam of light in the center. During the maze, you must encounter at least 1 monster/trap/whatever, though feel free to add more. This can be a classic monster, a hallucination, whatever.
I’d like to have results up by November 5th around 6 pm CST. We know I’m a liar about posts, but results writeups are easier, so please get your replies in by then if possible, or message me if you know you’ll be delayed.
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