Post by Deleted on Oct 29, 2013 23:10:28 GMT
Alright, everybody's third favorite Dungeon Master, Jaws, is here to lay down some rules. I'd first like to commend all of you for taking on a world event. Before we begin your adventure, I'd like to explain how this thread shall work. There is no posting order, but everyone must post once and only once for every round. Each round is the everything that happens from one of my posts to the next. It would be ideal to get at least two posts a day in this thread, but I understand everyone has their own availability and lives. Do try to be active, though, so you may retain your position in the quest.
If your HP is depleted at any point at this thread, with no hope of revival, you will be rendered unconscious for the rest of the thread and be taken to Snowhead to recover. You shall suffer from a hex that exists for a finite amount of time in your next thread.
Everyone shall be rewarded merely for just participating in the thread, those who make it to the end shall be rewarded with glory and riches beyond previously imagined.
Finally, teamwork is important, the better everyone works together, the more efficient you shall be as adventurers. However, they may be some secrets to discover alone, that cannot be found with others. You'll be given many open ended choices to make, this adventure could be very narrow and linear, or you could carve your own path. The choice is yours.
…and now to begin. Good Luck Adventurers~!
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The Great Bay was no longer the tranquil beach it once was. Termina's wide spread madness turned it into a pirate bay, infested with monsters. However, even that would be preferable to it's current state. Every grain of sand had been frozen into a tiny frozen crystal, loosely packed to make footsteps unsteady and sharp enough to cut through flesh. Anyone wearing shoes should be fine, it'd just be a disaster to fall into. Small swirls of frozen quicksand where speed about the beach front, making passerbys even more wary. Light flurries of snow fell to the floor, being nothing more than either romantic skyfall or a mild annoyance. Despite unpleasant weather conditions, the sandy shore is still a beautiful sight. A winter wonderland that glowed a magnificent white, as speckles of snow dotted in aesthetically, pleasing the eyes. If only the waters where as beautiful a sight.
Actually, the moon's glorious reflection across the sea was beautiful to look at. It was getting near the waters that would take away it's lovely facade. Across the shores, it is obvious that the murky beach water is boiling. Upon closer inspection, several fish can be seen floating lifeless, clearly unable to adapt to the conditions. Even more horrifying, the limp and lifeless bodies of three or four Zora guards could be seen floating alongside the fish. Should the sight of marine slaughter disgust anyone, they'd be relieved to see the snow falling down on the corpses transformed them into frozen silhouettes of what they once were. They would be changed into transparent and faceless ice sculptures, that would beautifully and poetically melt into the boiling sea. Their life force would ferment and strengthen the surviving marine life that still fought the fierce waters. The circle of life was rather horrifying to see up close when looked into, but ignorance makes it beautiful.
Then a loud sigh. A young gerudo woman could be seen being sucked into an icy sand pit. Her green eyes shone through the night air and her ruffled pink hair spiked up with a pissed off spunk. There was no manic panic, just an obvious annoyance at being in such a situation. She had all the blatant features of a young pirate.
"Is no one really going to help me?!" she complained with a pitchy squeal. "You're all almost as useless as this one over here!" The girl snorted and turned her head over to a Zora, slumped over on the sand, his bottom half submerged in the boiling sea. "Tries to come and save me or kill, can't even tell with sharks, and almost dies before even getting up on land!" The Zora has the armor of a royal guard. His breathing is heavy and his groans are loud, it's hard to tell if he's conscious or not. Time is running out, and both of these individuals seem to be getting dangerously close to death. What will you do?
If your HP is depleted at any point at this thread, with no hope of revival, you will be rendered unconscious for the rest of the thread and be taken to Snowhead to recover. You shall suffer from a hex that exists for a finite amount of time in your next thread.
Everyone shall be rewarded merely for just participating in the thread, those who make it to the end shall be rewarded with glory and riches beyond previously imagined.
Finally, teamwork is important, the better everyone works together, the more efficient you shall be as adventurers. However, they may be some secrets to discover alone, that cannot be found with others. You'll be given many open ended choices to make, this adventure could be very narrow and linear, or you could carve your own path. The choice is yours.
…and now to begin. Good Luck Adventurers~!
let the quest begin.
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The Great Bay was no longer the tranquil beach it once was. Termina's wide spread madness turned it into a pirate bay, infested with monsters. However, even that would be preferable to it's current state. Every grain of sand had been frozen into a tiny frozen crystal, loosely packed to make footsteps unsteady and sharp enough to cut through flesh. Anyone wearing shoes should be fine, it'd just be a disaster to fall into. Small swirls of frozen quicksand where speed about the beach front, making passerbys even more wary. Light flurries of snow fell to the floor, being nothing more than either romantic skyfall or a mild annoyance. Despite unpleasant weather conditions, the sandy shore is still a beautiful sight. A winter wonderland that glowed a magnificent white, as speckles of snow dotted in aesthetically, pleasing the eyes. If only the waters where as beautiful a sight.
Actually, the moon's glorious reflection across the sea was beautiful to look at. It was getting near the waters that would take away it's lovely facade. Across the shores, it is obvious that the murky beach water is boiling. Upon closer inspection, several fish can be seen floating lifeless, clearly unable to adapt to the conditions. Even more horrifying, the limp and lifeless bodies of three or four Zora guards could be seen floating alongside the fish. Should the sight of marine slaughter disgust anyone, they'd be relieved to see the snow falling down on the corpses transformed them into frozen silhouettes of what they once were. They would be changed into transparent and faceless ice sculptures, that would beautifully and poetically melt into the boiling sea. Their life force would ferment and strengthen the surviving marine life that still fought the fierce waters. The circle of life was rather horrifying to see up close when looked into, but ignorance makes it beautiful.
Then a loud sigh. A young gerudo woman could be seen being sucked into an icy sand pit. Her green eyes shone through the night air and her ruffled pink hair spiked up with a pissed off spunk. There was no manic panic, just an obvious annoyance at being in such a situation. She had all the blatant features of a young pirate.
"Is no one really going to help me?!" she complained with a pitchy squeal. "You're all almost as useless as this one over here!" The girl snorted and turned her head over to a Zora, slumped over on the sand, his bottom half submerged in the boiling sea. "Tries to come and save me or kill, can't even tell with sharks, and almost dies before even getting up on land!" The Zora has the armor of a royal guard. His breathing is heavy and his groans are loud, it's hard to tell if he's conscious or not. Time is running out, and both of these individuals seem to be getting dangerously close to death. What will you do?
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