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kingdomdaze2015-08-14 05:23 pm
queendaze) wrote in kingdomdaze2015-08-14 05:23 pm
Entry tags:
- !! labyrinth,
- !day 001-010,
- ~archer (f/sn),
- ~kratos aurion,
- ~mao,
- ~owain,
- ~rideaux zek rugievit,
- ~tachibana makoto,
- ~van grants,
- ~yamazaki sousuke,
- ~zack marshall,
- ✖barakiel,
- ✖ben tennyson,
- ✖chaika bogdan,
- ✖haku (spirited away),
- ✖kara zor-el,
- ✖karin miyoshi,
- ✖king of spades (alfred),
- ✖mimori togo,
- ✖queen of spades (arthur)
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Who: You, you, and you!
When: Day 1, evening
Where: Outside of town, a ways over there
What: A labyrinth in the form of a social bingo!
[later that day you hear that obnoxious horn sound, the one that would be sounded when they discovered a labyrinth. you follow this sound past the town and wind up at a set of stairs leading into the the ground. by these stairs is a sign reading HEAD ON IN. though you might normally be inclined to dilly dally, you're inexplicably drawn to walk down those stairs...]
[the stairs leading down to this "labyrinth" are absolutely grandeur. when you reach the foot of the steps, you become dressed to the nines in some kind of formal wear, like what you'd wear to a fancy ball... which would explain the room before you: you've stepped into a large ballroom. ballad music plays, tables line the wall, and is that a complimentary buffet table next to the wet bar? on the far back wall of this space are a pair of double doors, settled underneath an inaccessible balcony.]
My, my, my, my, m~y!
[a voice rings out from above—and an indistinguishable figure appears on that balcony, looking down at you with a hungry grin; their low voice is upbeat, but oddly smooth]
I've never had guests before! Oh, but you weren't invited... Tsk, tsk! Why, a bunch like you look like you could cause me problems... How troublesome! Oh, troublesome indeed! Still, unlike that royal kindergartener, I am actually kind enough to throw you a party! She didn't do that for you, now, did she? Hahahaha!
[they're still laughing when a bingo card materializes in your hand. between their laughter and constant chatter, they don't seem to be giving you much room to say anything. when their laughter stops, they speak again, their voice taking on a grisly tone]
If I'm going down, I want entertainment, you hear me? And there's only one way I want to go... Do you know BINGO? Must I spell it? Remind you that it's his NAME-O? Ha! You must do what you can to complete a row, or two rows, or the WHOLE CARD! If you do well, you'll earn more than just my dear palace's erasure...!
[they laugh, their laughter growing louder by the second, resonating through the spacious room—then it abruptly stops. just as quickly as that "person" appeared, they disappear, leaving behind nothing but a cloud of black smoke that quickly dissipates into thin air]
I'm watch~ing! ♫
((OOC GUIDELINES — TURN-IN — EXPLORATION
!! TURN-INS HAVE BEEN EXTENDED TO TUESDAY 12:01AM PST.
ETA: IF YOU PARTICIPATED AND MISSED THE TURN-IN, YOU CAN STILL COMMENT! Same applies to those who just want a participation coin!))
When: Day 1, evening
Where: Outside of town, a ways over there
What: A labyrinth in the form of a social bingo!
[later that day you hear that obnoxious horn sound, the one that would be sounded when they discovered a labyrinth. you follow this sound past the town and wind up at a set of stairs leading into the the ground. by these stairs is a sign reading HEAD ON IN. though you might normally be inclined to dilly dally, you're inexplicably drawn to walk down those stairs...]
[the stairs leading down to this "labyrinth" are absolutely grandeur. when you reach the foot of the steps, you become dressed to the nines in some kind of formal wear, like what you'd wear to a fancy ball... which would explain the room before you: you've stepped into a large ballroom. ballad music plays, tables line the wall, and is that a complimentary buffet table next to the wet bar? on the far back wall of this space are a pair of double doors, settled underneath an inaccessible balcony.]
My, my, my, my, m~y!
[a voice rings out from above—and an indistinguishable figure appears on that balcony, looking down at you with a hungry grin; their low voice is upbeat, but oddly smooth]
I've never had guests before! Oh, but you weren't invited... Tsk, tsk! Why, a bunch like you look like you could cause me problems... How troublesome! Oh, troublesome indeed! Still, unlike that royal kindergartener, I am actually kind enough to throw you a party! She didn't do that for you, now, did she? Hahahaha!
[they're still laughing when a bingo card materializes in your hand. between their laughter and constant chatter, they don't seem to be giving you much room to say anything. when their laughter stops, they speak again, their voice taking on a grisly tone]
If I'm going down, I want entertainment, you hear me? And there's only one way I want to go... Do you know BINGO? Must I spell it? Remind you that it's his NAME-O? Ha! You must do what you can to complete a row, or two rows, or the WHOLE CARD! If you do well, you'll earn more than just my dear palace's erasure...!
[they laugh, their laughter growing louder by the second, resonating through the spacious room—then it abruptly stops. just as quickly as that "person" appeared, they disappear, leaving behind nothing but a cloud of black smoke that quickly dissipates into thin air]
I'm watch~ing! ♫
((OOC GUIDELINES — TURN-IN — EXPLORATION
!! TURN-INS HAVE BEEN EXTENDED TO TUESDAY 12:01AM PST.
ETA: IF YOU PARTICIPATED AND MISSED THE TURN-IN, YOU CAN STILL COMMENT! Same applies to those who just want a participation coin!))
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[...huff huff okay she's already gone on and on, and at this point she's just exhausting herself, so she just... sighs. and stops yelling.]
Your hand.
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[there's a combination of leaning down and pulling his hand up to faintly kiss the back—]
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[she pulls out her bingo card, pointing—practically jabbing—the "kiss someone's hand" space VERY DEFENSIVELY]
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[They're probably the only ones yelling in the room right now, oh my god.]
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Fine! Have hand!
[practically shoving her hand at him, of course, and that's how much brattier it got]
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Rude!
[her general, default insult, of course]
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He frowns and taps his foot like he's waiting for something.] Well?
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Nothing else. Insult, completed.
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What's your name, yelling human?