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Started by Eldora, Oracle of Alchemy, May 14, 2005, 09:37:42 PM

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Eldora, Oracle of Alchemy

You find yourself on top of a grassy hill, surrounded by green trees.  You can feel the cool grass under your bare feet.  You look up at a clear blue sky.  You look around and see a grassy path.  At your feet is a small pack.  You pick up the pack and look down the path, but cannot see the end, only a bend.  As you walk down the path, you walk into cool shade.  You look at the trees and notice all the subtle shades of green.  Each tree is different.  Even the leaves on a single tree are each unique.  Down the path there is a switchback, but you still cannot see the end.  As you get to the end of the next bend you can see a sandy patch.  

You walk from the cool grass to the warm sand.  It is very warm, but not hot enough to burn.  The sun is bright so you decide to look into the pack.  You find some sunglasses and a hat and put them on.  You walk across the warm sand and feel the heat relax your feet.  You feel the relaxing sensation move up your legs,Ķinto your torso,Ķinto your arms,Ķup your neck and through your whole body.  

As you look around you, you see a lake.  Walking towards the lake, you feel the warm dry sand under your feet, making your feet feel better than they have since you can remember.  Looking out at the lake, you see that the bright yellow sun is low in the late afternoon sky.  As you get closer to the edge, you walk along the sand that has been hit by some waves earlier in the day.  It is still wet, but it is warm from the sun.  You can feel the packed sand give way as you step on it.  Then you walk along one step closer to the water.  This sand is cooler and wetter.  It squishes as you walk on it.  Finally you take a few steps in the water and it is surprisingly cold.  It is so cold you rush back to the warm dry sand.  

At about the middle of the shore, you see a very comfortable looking orange beach chair and a red cooler.  You walk towards them and plop down to relax.  As you look out across the water, you are glad to have the sunglasses.  You see the setting sun reflecting off the water.  It looks like someone sprinkled the lake with silver and gold glitter.  The sky above the water is various shades of purple and pink and red.  You remember the sailor,Äôs poem

   Red sky at night,
   Sailors,Äô delight
   Red sky in morning
   Sailors,Äô Warning

You know it will be a good night for sailors and a good night for you.

Payne

LOL!

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This BUMP is far more than it deserves.

AFK

Cynicism is a blank check for failure.

PeregrineBF

West of House
You are standing in an open field west of a white house, with a boarded front
door.
There is a small mailbox here.
>N
North of House
You are facing the north side of a white house. There is no door here, and all
the windows are boarded up. To the north a narrow path winds through the trees.
>N
Forest Path
This is a path winding through a dimly lit forest. The path heads north-south
here. One particularly large tree with some low branches stands at the edge of
the path.
>U
Up a Tree
You are about 10 feet above the ground nestled among some large branches. The
nearest branch above you is above your reach.
Beside you on the branch is a small bird's nest.
In the bird's nest is a large egg encrusted with precious jewels, apparently
scavenged by a childless songbird. The egg is covered with fine gold inlay,
and ornamented in lapis lazuli and mother-of-pearl. Unlike most eggs, this one
is hinged and closed with a delicate looking clasp. The egg appears extremely
fragile.
>Get Egg
Taken.
>D
Forest Path.
>S
North of House.
>E
Behind House
You are behind the white house. A path leads into the forest to the east. In
one corner of the house there is a small window which is slightly ajar.
>Open Window
With great effort, you open the window far enough to allow entry.
>W
Kitchen
You are in the kitchen of the white house. A table seems to have been used
recently for the preparation of food. A passage leads to the west and a dark
staircase can be seen leading upward. A dark chimney leads down and to the
east is a small window which is open.
On the table is an elongated brown sack, smelling of hot peppers.
A bottle is sitting on the table.
The glass bottle contains:
  A quantity of water
>Open Sack
Opening the brown sack reveals a lunch, and a clove of garlic.
>W
Living Room
You are in the living room. There is a doorway to the east, a wooden door with
strange gothic lettering to the west, which appears to be nailed shut, a
trophy case, and a large oriental rug in the center of the room.
Above the trophy case hangs an elvish sword of great antiquity.
A battery-powered brass lantern is on the trophy case.
>Open Case
Opened.
>Get All
trophy case: The trophy case is securely fastened to the wall.
sword: Taken.
brass lantern: Taken.
carpet: The rug is extremely heavy and cannot be carried.
>move rug
With a great effort, the rug is moved to one side of the room, revealing the
dusty cover of a closed trap door.
>open trapdoor
The door reluctantly opens to reveal a rickety staircase descending into
darkness.
>d
You have moved into a dark place.
The trap door crashes shut, and you hear someone barring it.
It is pitch black. You are likely to be eaten by a grue.
Your sword is glowing with a faint blue glow.
>turn on lantern
The brass lantern is now on.
Cellar
You are in a dark and damp cellar with a narrow passageway leading north, and
a crawlway to the south. On the west is the bottom of a steep metal ramp which
is unclimbable.
>s
East of Chasm
You are on the east edge of a chasm, the bottom of which cannot be seen. A
narrow passage goes north, and the path you are on continues to the east.
Your sword is no longer glowing.
>e
Gallery
This is an art gallery. Most of the paintings have been stolen by vandals with
exceptional taste. The vandals left through either the north or west exits.
Fortunately, there is still one chance for you to be a vandal, for on the far
wall is a painting of unparalleled beauty.
>get painting
Taken.
>w
East of Chasm
>n
Cellar
Your sword is glowing with a faint blue glow.
>n
The Troll Room
This is a small room with passages to the east and south and a forbidding hole
leading west. Bloodstains and deep scratches (perhaps made by an axe) mar the
walls.
A nasty-looking troll, brandishing a bloody axe, blocks all passages out of
the room.
Your sword has begun to glow very brightly.
>attack troll with sword
The fatal blow strikes the troll square in the heart:  He dies.
Almost as soon as the troll breathes his last breath, a cloud of sinister
black fog envelops him, and when the fog lifts, the carcass has disappeared.
Your sword is no longer glowing.

Etc, Etc.
"It is pitch black. You are likely to be eaten by a grue." <- Best line in any game, ever.

Sepia

I thought the op was a joke so I giggled but what the fuck. These resemble what I wrote for pen&paper shit when I was 14.



I DO NOT FEEL THE FLOW UP MY LEGZ
Everyone will always be too late

Shibboleet The Annihilator

I have a feeling Eldora was 169% serious.

The Good Reverend Roger

Quote from: Eldora, Oracle of Alchemy on May 14, 2005, 09:37:42 PM
You find yourself on top of a grassy hill, surrounded by green trees.  You can feel the cool grass under your bare feet.  You look up at a clear blue sky.  You look around and see a grassy path.  At your feet is a small pack.  You pick up the pack and look down the path, but cannot see the end, only a bend.  As you walk down the path, you walk into cool shade.  You look at the trees and notice all the subtle shades of green.  Each tree is different.  Even the leaves on a single tree are each unique.  Down the path there is a switchback, but you still cannot see the end.  As you get to the end of the next bend you can see a sandy patch. 

You walk from the cool grass to the warm sand.  It is very warm, but not hot enough to burn.  The sun is bright so you decide to look into the pack.  You find some sunglasses and a hat and put them on.  You walk across the warm sand and feel the heat relax your feet.  You feel the relaxing sensation move up your legs,Ķinto your torso,Ķinto your arms,Ķup your neck and through your whole body. 

As you look around you, you see a lake.  Walking towards the lake, you feel the warm dry sand under your feet, making your feet feel better than they have since you can remember.  Looking out at the lake, you see that the bright yellow sun is low in the late afternoon sky.  As you get closer to the edge, you walk along the sand that has been hit by some waves earlier in the day.  It is still wet, but it is warm from the sun.  You can feel the packed sand give way as you step on it.  Then you walk along one step closer to the water.  This sand is cooler and wetter.  It squishes as you walk on it.  Finally you take a few steps in the water and it is surprisingly cold.  It is so cold you rush back to the warm dry sand. 

At about the middle of the shore, you see a very comfortable looking orange beach chair and a red cooler.  You walk towards them and plop down to relax.  As you look out across the water, you are glad to have the sunglasses.  You see the setting sun reflecting off the water.  It looks like someone sprinkled the lake with silver and gold glitter.  The sky above the water is various shades of purple and pink and red.  You remember the sailor,Äôs poem

   Red sky at night,
   Sailors,Äô delight
   Red sky in morning
   Sailors,Äô Warning

You know it will be a good night for sailors and a good night for you.

I may never stop laughing.  :lol:

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rabidpigmy

I rolls 20 on my d20. Dids I succeeds?

Cain

Many meditations are like this.  I like the one where, you know, you don't actually think.

Thats because I'm an elitist scum.