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Standing on the fresh, crisp grass, you look around tentatively. Nobody is there. You peer into the dark depths of the well. The stone bricks are cool on your forearms, and your reflection stares back at you from the dark backdrop of trees in the reflection of the well-water.
Taking a coin from your pocket, you finger the cold, ridged surface. The coin grows warm, and with a slight flick of your fingers, you toss it into the air.
As the coin plops into the glassy water, you catch the faint scent of lemon.
I wish ... you think, I wish that ...
As you think of your wish, you feel cold hands on your back. Before you can scream, before you can think, before you can do anything, you topple into the well.
As you hit the cold water, all you can think of is your wish.
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You awaken to hot sunlight and cool grass. It reminds you, faintly, of something else, of the fresh, crisp grass, but you can't quite place it. You sit up, looking around. You're in a field, full of wildflowers, and the sun is shining down on you. But you aren't sitting on grass.
The stone bricks are cool on your legs. It reminds you of something before, but you ignore it, and stand up. You were sitting on what looked to be a stone door.
A sudden flash of deja vu causes you to check your pocket. There should've been a coin there–wait, why was the coin gone? How did you even know there was a coin there?
You rack your brain, trying to think of answers, but it comes up completely blank, like the smooth surface of a mirror. Like glassy water.
Wait.
Who are you?
Why are you here?
What do you want?
You shake your head, trying to clear those thoughts. But suddenly, you catch the faint scent of lemon.
With nowhere else to go, you follow the scent of lemon.
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Name:
Personality:
Appearance:
Wish:
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This is a ski lodge, but not the same as a traditional ski lodge, oh no. It is something ... different.
Seven of you may enter.
Only one of you may leave.
submitted by A well-wisher
(December 10, 2020 - 11:47 am)
(December 10, 2020 - 11:47 am)
OOooOOooOohhh this looks so cool. heres mine
Name: moondemon
Personality: demonic, strange, kinda silly.
Appearance: 10 foot 2, pale green hair+eyes, pale skin.
Wish: for people to accept me despite my demonic nature
(December 10, 2020 - 4:41 pm)
Oh, I'm intrigued! I'm going under the assumption that we're supposed to enter as ourselves, but if I'm wrong let me know.
Name: Quill
Personality: Shy at first but a chatterbox once you get to know me, creative, adventurous, a bit impulsive.
Appearance: Long brown hair with the ends dyed purple, brown eyes, freckles, a little shorter than average, usually wearing a t-shirt, jeans, red converse, and a maroon leather jacket.
Wish: Love and acceptance.
(December 10, 2020 - 4:44 pm)
(December 10, 2020 - 4:44 pm)
Name: Nightfall
Personality: INFP-J, Introverted.
Appearance: I have long black hair, with black eyes and pale skin, red lips. My hair has a moon-star clip in it, and I'm always dressed in black, with golden necklaces and jangly golden bracelets
Wish: For the world to be fair.
(December 10, 2020 - 8:17 pm)
I'm 100% down for this Hunger Game type stuff. Count me in XD
Name: Silver Crystal, Silver for short
Personality: Introverted, but generally friendly and talkative when I trust someone.
Appearence: Longish brown hair with lightly bleached ends, t-shirt, jeans, black and white vans, Asian features, brown eyes.
Wish: I wish for more wishes. Jussttt kiddinggg lol; I wish that I could cause instant peace between any two people or groups that are fighting by making them understand each other and their views. Kind of like someone not only seeing but feeling what it's like to be in another person's position. Instant peace. The world could use some of that.
(December 10, 2020 - 10:49 pm)
Name: Bakerloo
Personality: Shy around strangers, outgoing around friends. Very detail-oriented. Has a keen sense of humor. Is a bit of a curmudgeon.
Appearance: Five foot ten. Brown shoulder-length hair, brown eyes, pale skin.
Wish: To forget about November the second, year of our lord twenty nineteen.
(December 11, 2020 - 10:16 am)
I'm reserving a spot!
(December 11, 2020 - 12:00 pm)
obviously im joining, how could i resist?
Name: dreamiing or dreamii
Personality: Im a shy extrovert with a tendancy to forget what I was talking about. I'm an author and artist, extremely awkward, and I have really bad social anxiety... I'm very kind and I try hard to help people with everything.
Appearance: I have white-blue-purple shoulder-length hair, pale skin, a glowing halo, raven wings made from galaxies, im tall with silver & gold freckles, im skinny and im wearing a baggy black sweater with a hood and long, long sleeves. Also, long navy-blue pants that swirl around my silver-gray flats.
Wish: I wish for a little fiddle leaf fig tree to grow! *thinks about real wish and shuts mouth*
I use she/her.
I'm so, so excited!
bewre!
uh oh-
BEWRE!!
I know it's a ski lodge, Tea. beware the ski lodge, whatever.
*is totally unconcerned that she's going to die*
(December 11, 2020 - 12:08 pm)
Hopefully I'm not too late! This looks so cool!
Name: Gracia
Personality: Sweet, caring, accepting, a hard worker. Often has dreams bigger than I am.
Appearance: Long, dark brown hair, emerald eyes, pale skin, average height. wears a light blue long-sleeve baggy crewneck shirt and a white skirt.
Wish: For the world to remember me.
(December 11, 2020 - 2:14 pm)
We will start when Luna-Starr posts her character sheet. Gracia unfortunately, you are the eighth person, but I will weave you into the story somehow, if you'd like.
(December 11, 2020 - 9:52 pm)
Oh, I'm sorry! I must have miscounted :) if it's not too hard that would be so cool to still be a part of the story somehow!
(December 12, 2020 - 10:26 am)
Oh, great! I won't keep you waiting, then. :)
Name: Luna
Personality: Quiet, a dreamer, empathetic, book-smart, quirky, obedient but occasionally adventurous. A self-proclaimed nerd and tomboy.
Appearance: Black pixie cut, short around the ears with bright blue and purple streaks. My left eye is bright purple; the right is bright blue. A small, luminous star glows on my left cheek. I'm pale, lean and on the tall side, with an angular face and a pointy chin.
Wish: to let everyone in the world grow in kindness, acceptance, and love.
(December 11, 2020 - 10:43 pm)
Part 1
Leaves brushed past Moondemon's face, the tang of lemon wafting through the air. Blue sky peeked through the leaves, sunshine reflecting off of the shiny round lemons hanging in abundance from the tree.
Moondemon had seen the lemon tree from afar, and as they drew closer, it seemed to be a normal lemon tree. A ripe, yellow lemon had hung from the highest branch. It was so ripe, so full, so beautiful, Moondemon had started to climb the tree before they knew what they were doing.
Once Moondemon was in the tree, They had lost track of space and time. It seemed to be an endless web of branches and leaves, always heading up, up, up. There was no path down. There was no way to go back.
As Moondemon climbed, there steadily grew more lemons on the tree, until, with a breath of fresh air, Moondemon's head popped up above the lemon tree.
Moondemon gasped, gazing out at the land below them.
It was nothing like Moondemon had ever seen before. Rolling, fertile fields stretched out across the shallow hills as far as the eye could see, and a glimmering river meandered through them. A slight trail of cold mist caused Moondemon to glance up.
A puffy, white cloud drifted above her, the only one in an otherwise clear blue sky. As Moondemon watched, a pearlescent white glover darted out of the cloud, leaving trails of puffy mist behind. It tapped Moondemon neatly on the shoulder.
"What?" was the only word Moondemon managed.
With a graceful gesture, the glove reached out, clearly wanting Moondemon to take its hand. Well, it was all hand.
With no way to get down and nowhere else to go, Moondemon took the hand.
A dark, squeezing pressure slammed down on Moondemon, and as suddenly as it came, it released, leaving Moondemon on their knees on the floor, gasping for breath.
The floor wavered, and focused in front of Moondemon's eyes. Hesitantly, Moondemon touched it. It felt like clouds.
Moondemon looked up.
They were in a cloud. Puffy angelic whiteness surrounded Moondemon. Turning around, Moondemon found that a cold, hard wall of cloud blocked them from going back.
Forward was the only way.
Moondemon looked forwards.
A pure white throne glowed with almost blinding brightness. Created of intricate carvings of angelic marble, it stood gracefully on a pedestal of gold. Everything about it was pure, good, and bright.
And yet, the blinding white seemed to suck the warmth out of the room, leaving Moondemon's fingers numb and the cloud icy cold.
Upon the throne sat ... well, Moondemon wasn't entirely sure.
A person. Their face was hidden by a golden veil, yet they sat regally, proudly, ruthlessly. Nothing could seem to describe the person other than ... monarch.
"Who are you?" they asked, their voice like the storm-driven waves, crashing up against walls of ice.
"Moondemon?" Moondemon responded, unsure.
"Why have you wandered into my realm?"
"Well I didn't-wait did I?"
Moondemon couldn't remember anything. It all blended into a fuzzy background of milky white. Had they come into here? Where had they been before then?
The monarch leaned forward.
A laugh escaped their lips, high and much like bells. "Well ... now I remember. I brought you here."
Moondemon unconsciously stepped backwards.
"Why?" Moondemon asked.
"Why? Well," the person said, drawing out the silence.
"To play a game, of course."
With a flick of their fingers, two pearly white gloves placed their hands on Moondemon's shoulders, and with another horribly dark pressure, Moondemon was spit out onto a cold stone surface.
Standing up slowly, Moondemon looked down. Six shocked faces stared up at her.
~~~
The game has begun.
(December 12, 2020 - 1:35 pm)
Ooh, so mysterious already! I can tell this is going to be great :)
(December 12, 2020 - 9:13 pm)
Oooh, this is so good! The mystery vibes are so awesome. I can't wait to see what happens next, and you got that out really fast, so good job on that, too! Just so you know I'm female, so she/her pronouns.
(December 12, 2020 - 11:18 pm)