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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    [open quest]  you'll shake and shudder in surprise; round II
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    lord, I fashion dark gods too;


    They come because they have no option, the small group of them. They are chosen at random, by the happenstance of magic. One by one, they ascend to the mountaintop, their movements mechanical and unchanging, with only the whites of their eyes betraying the truth of the matter.
    Usually, this is where he would show himself. Their dark god, here to give them their mission – go to the afterlife, swim to the bottom of the ocean, dig to the center of the earth. But he likes them like this, compelled and confused, and so he does not let them know they are at his whim.
    Instead, he opens the door.

    Before them the portal appears, small at first, then widening into a gaping maw. Inside, there are glimpses of green and the scent of lush vegetation.
    Once more, he moves them, his puppets, and walks them from this realm into the next, each into their own separate parcel – let them start alone, and discover the world and all its wonders.
    And oh, what a world it is!

    Carnage usually prefers a wasteland. He has always enjoyed salted earth, a bare and lifeless expanse. It was the private home he once made for himself, a place he sometimes revisits. He has never been one to revel in the fecundity of nature (except his own, of course).
    But there’s a time for everything.
    So he has built them a jungle, trees dampening the light, the ground. The trees rustle with unseen creatures, and strange insects trill. Flowers bloom and release their intoxicating scents, their perfume weaving amongst the scent of greenery and decay. It is a place very much full of life.
    He has added his own spin to it, of course. He must keep it interesting.
    But he thinks he’ll let them discover that for themselves.
    And so, he cuts their puppet strings, gives their bodies back, and shuts the door behind them.

    OOC:
    Welcome to the Jungle That Wants Your Skin! Carnage has created a beautiful jungle full of strange flora and fauna, and pretty much every single thing wants to hurt you and strip you to the bone. Write your characters path through the jungle, where they must encounter something (or many somethings – plant, animal, insect, whatever) that ends up stripping them to a skeleton. How that happens is up to you – acid, mauling, magic, whatever. As a skeleton, you are still sentient, and have all your basic senses, because magic.
    End with your skeleton character finding a huge, impassable river.

    Round III will go up no earlier than October 10th around 6pm CST. Will probably be a day or two later than that because I am horrible.
    If you have any questions, message me here or on Discord!

    c a r n a g e

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    you'll shake and shudder in surprise; round II - by Carnage - 10-01-2025, 06:58 PM



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