The experimental part of this will be that there is no Character sheet and there is no limit of players; The noly requirement is your time and commitment.
Surrounding you is what could only be described as a Void... The darkest black you could ever imagine. You're not even sure if you exist or not in this..... Darkness.
Suddenly, what must be thousands of cards appear in front of you, all face down--or at least you think-- and all a different shade of one color or another. The assortment stretches for as far as you can see in every direction, including up and down.
Choose a color.
*As a side note, please try not to all pick the same color, it will make this very difficult if that is to happen. Choosing the same color as someone else is fine, but please try not to follow a pattern if you see one forming. Like I said, ANY color you can think of*
Sonic: (If your post is on a new page w/ other posts still to be updated on the last one, it will more than likely be done in a sep post) Your hand seems to glow, but nothing else.
DB: You are dragged through the sand..... After a few minutes of it, a severe rash has formed and you can see dabs of blood among the sand left in your wake.
p1a: You walk the short distance to the cave, and there is a fur coat, skinhide parka adn a few pairs of legging waiting for you, with gloves and a crude hat on top. There seems to be a piece of paper further in the cave, along with a few valuable gems embedded in th wall (i.e naturally formed and stuck in the wall))
Legion: You leave the key and look out the window; There is a lush garden just outside. There is a knock on the door a good 30 minutes later.
They save me from an idiot just to lock me up. I try to find a way to escape from the cage or someone to talk to so I can find out why I'm being held prisoner.
A yellowish color, a stereotypical heavenly light .
Legion: Mkay. A servant holding a very big silver tray with a yellow cloth over it stands before you. "Your food, Lord. May I enter and place it down, or would you like to take it from here?"
DB: Your back is eventually searing with pain and the rope is tightening around your neck more the further you go.
Zyba: You climb up a palm tree halfway, then you lose your grip and plummet down into the sand, flat on your back. You feel dazed, but no other effects.
DV:
You are immediately made into a pincushion of arrows before you can even speak. *Quarter slot appears and dramatic music plays* Try again?
Rip: There is a few trees on the left and a moss-covered boulder on the right.
SD: The guard sneers at you. "Jeust hold op a meenut, tis ees a holding cell, not a preesoner's cell." His accent immediately apparent.
I use the grappling hook to try to hook onto the highest tree branch accessable to me then i make sure its firm and i jump off and hang on to it and try to land on somewhere on the ground beside the river!
