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*
*sigh* Just to make up for the mockery about to occur... I shall condemn myself to a lifetime of bald albino pygmy creepiness eating raw fish. YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH! Whoops. Wrong movie. THE RING IS MINE!
FU Hyper!
*pause* My hovercraft is full of eels. If you do not understand the reference, I shall have to kill you.
Stretching wide i take in all my surroundings. Picking up anything that could be used as a decent weapon i walk to the trap door and try to see if i can get it open without falling in to see what's inside.
"Oh, is that true? Does 50 sound better?" Hysterical laughter from multiple voices.
Legion:
"Hm... So you woke up on the beach, how strange....... We are in the Land of the Great King Sammar, also known as Ilynia to outsiders."
Hyper:
There is a loud grunt ansd the sound of a body hitting the floor as the door slams shut. "Ow, whash was that fo'?" Says an obviously drunk voice. What do you do?
Wuffie
You go in through the door not by the bags of flour and see a very big brick oven. There is a loaf of bread inside, and the oven is still roaring. "Hey, could you take the Bread out of the Oven?" Calls a voice. Do it?
