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Floor 1 "Wheel": 1-1

Started by Anastasia, November 09, 2008, 10:47:15 PM

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Dracos

"If you want to try them..." Shadow shrugged. "I suspect they are more danger than they are worth.  Let's see what's under this."   Shadow checks for any latch or way to slide the lowered section in to provide a way through.
Well, Goodbye.

Anastasia

The entire floor has slid down. To examine the ground floor for anything hidden, one would need to step down and search directly.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Dracos

Shadow tests it with a foot.
Well, Goodbye.

Anastasia

The floor is pressed down! With a little more pressure, like perhaps a full body, it would sink further.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Dracos

Shadow tests that...hands still on the ladder.
Well, Goodbye.

Anastasia

Shadow puts his full weight down onto the floor, holding onto the ladder! There is a heavy THUMP as the floor sinks down another six inches! A heavy thump, as if something just fell into place.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Dracos

Shadow looked up, and then got off a second, looking around for anything that may have moved from the switch.
Well, Goodbye.

Anastasia

Looking up, Shadow sees something. A shadow of something above - something, well, big!
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Dracos

"Varial, get out of the well," Shadow dashed out from under the shadow.
Well, Goodbye.

Merc

Varian quickly scampers after Shadow, without wait for explanation.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

The shadow is seen as the two scurry up! It's a humanoid holding a big old pile of junk, which it promptly drops on down the laddered path!

You have a few seconds to react as it does that. You're still several rounds of climbing to get out of the well.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Dracos

OOC: Will never work.
IC:
Shadow grabs his long spear and jabs it a bit above them horizontally across the well, he tosses the winter blanket over it, taking a torch he spreads it vertically along the center of the spear to spread out the junk that would hit it to either side and then hides under it with varial
Well, Goodbye.

Anastasia

Nice thinking./

The junk rains down! Shadow's incredibly impromptu barrier deflects away the worst of the falling junk, preventing the two from harm! Of course, they can't see up now, but it stopped the rain for the moment!
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

"Thanks," the shaken gnome states in gratitude, as he concentrates on one of his few remaining spells, casting an illusion of voices upward that somewhat resemble those of the people met earlier. He doesn't think much about making them say anything realistic or such, just random threats at the creature and dire retribution if it does not move away from the hole. Hopefully it will understand and cautiously listen, but if not, they can only hope it still serves as a distraction as he plans on moving upwards once more as soon as the spell is cast.

ooc: Casting Ghost Sound to create four voices around the creature.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Dracos

OOC: Do we hear sounds of footsteps moving away?
IC:
Shadow meanwhile shifts past the makeshift cover, hurrying for the top.
Well, Goodbye.