Post by crazynuto on Feb 1, 2024 19:00:56 GMT -6
Here are the captions once more:
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(Three more souls solidify from the hooded figure’s body, forming shapes. One exudes a scene of compassion, the other…greed, and the last…a desire for the truth. They take faceless, shadowy forms, rising up yet still being beneath the hooded figure. The creature takes note of them, the holes where what once was driving them aching. The creature has no need for these…discarded scraps, and lets them roam about, always with a close eye on them.)
The Judge: Fallen friends, do not cry, for thine soul provides sustenance. Few cling on to this mortal coil, yet those who do are twisted and morphed into creatures, driven by one sole purpose. They will do nicely in the new world we shall create. Under His command, all is possible. We shall never want or fear again! He is the solvent that erodes all pain, He shall give us strength beyond that of men, of gods, or even of any almighty creator! His power is -
(The hooded figure pauses, craning their neck as the creature brushes past, unseen whispers filling their mind. The creature latches onto the hooded figure’s //// …neck, baring its fangs. The hooded figure gasps, blood dripping onto the hard floor. The nearby souls are drawn to it like moths to a flame, lapping up at the growing pool, unaware of the creature’s hungry gaze. The hooded figure kneels, pointing to the souls.)
The Judge: I understand. I will bring You what You desire, from now until the end of Time itself. Blood must be spilt, sacrifices must be made, for life to go on. That is my duty.
…End Scene.
(Three more souls solidify from the hooded figure’s body, forming shapes. One exudes a scene of compassion, the other…greed, and the last…a desire for the truth. They take faceless, shadowy forms, rising up yet still being beneath the hooded figure. The creature takes note of them, the holes where what once was driving them aching. The creature has no need for these…discarded scraps, and lets them roam about, always with a close eye on them.)
The Judge: Fallen friends, do not cry, for thine soul provides sustenance. Few cling on to this mortal coil, yet those who do are twisted and morphed into creatures, driven by one sole purpose. They will do nicely in the new world we shall create. Under His command, all is possible. We shall never want or fear again! He is the solvent that erodes all pain, He shall give us strength beyond that of men, of gods, or even of any almighty creator! His power is -
(The hooded figure pauses, craning their neck as the creature brushes past, unseen whispers filling their mind. The creature latches onto the hooded figure’s //// …neck, baring its fangs. The hooded figure gasps, blood dripping onto the hard floor. The nearby souls are drawn to it like moths to a flame, lapping up at the growing pool, unaware of the creature’s hungry gaze. The hooded figure kneels, pointing to the souls.)
The Judge: I understand. I will bring You what You desire, from now until the end of Time itself. Blood must be spilt, sacrifices must be made, for life to go on. That is my duty.
…End Scene.
Another sleepless night, leading to another day of madness. People killing others for...what possible reason? Powers that grow the longer you stay here, an impassible fog, and an unreachable goal of freedom. Will our victims even survive the coming day?
One thought floats about the group, bouncing between each mind like a ball of pure energy.
The Judge mentioned freedom to Petra on the island in the center of the Bay...Yet it will only be accessible tomorrow. Does that mean they should just...sit around and wait to die?
Well if you're going to do some moping, now's a perfect time to go over some background lore and summarize the events of the last two days. There's been a lot going on after all!
First and foremost, you are trapped here, in Alderman Fields until a certain "ritual" is completed. Whatever that entails likely isn't good. Everyone here has a Power Word, and when invoked, gives the user fantastic abilities. If a player's power word is invoked by someone else, it is disabled until the start of the next day. However if an NPC's power word is invoked, it's power is stolen until the next day (or until somebody else invokes it).
The Judge wants you to kill each other to gain power, and will reward those who kill and get away with it. They claim you will gain the power to rival that of gods themselves if you cooperate.
Yesterday Natsuki and Yuri met with a mysterious stranger named The Survivor. Perhaps you should ask them about that. Or don't.
Tetsuo claims to know The Caretaker's Power Word.
Gary killed Petra last night, and was executed for his crimes. His Nintendo 64 that was given to him as a gift has gone missing. Wild.
Daily 3 will be open for roughly 48 hours, depending on how quick I am to responding to exploration. After which, the cycle shall repeat again and again and again!
Your current goals? I can't tell you that, aside from surviving, and possibly finding a way to escape.
I do believe in you, but the odds are not in your favor.
Maps have been updated.
As you may notice, a new path from the Hotel Tram Station has been revealed, leading deep into the Mountains. The way is long, difficult to follow in this gloomy atmosphere, but not impossible. The Southern part of town has been unlocked, the fog concentrating heavier on both the edges of Town and the Island out in the bay.
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