10-16-2020, 05:51 AM
I'LL HAVE YOUR HEART ON A PLATTER
Chaz had concocted a plan, one that would act as both a fun game for the members and a good time to test his skills. He had a makeshift table, using a fallen log, and upon it three identical glass bottles that were all corked, several more sitting in a satchel beside him. "Gather round, those looking for a fun game!" he would call, patiently awaiting for some members of the coalition to gather. After a few NPCs gathered, interested, he began to explain.
"It's a simple game! I have three vials, one full of water, one a very fun drink, and one with a certain something with consequences you may not enjoy!" He didn't want too say poison, as that implies one would die from it. In reality, it would give some intense nasuea that would pass by nightfall. The next would hold an opposite, one that would lift up someone's mood, though it may bring hallucinations with it. The third and last was, simply, water. He wouldn't allow any children to partake, perhaps hold something similar but harmless for them later. Water and vingar perhaps?
//your character wont know whats in them but you do! Let me know which you want your character to grab or I can decide for you!
"It's a simple game! I have three vials, one full of water, one a very fun drink, and one with a certain something with consequences you may not enjoy!" He didn't want too say poison, as that implies one would die from it. In reality, it would give some intense nasuea that would pass by nightfall. The next would hold an opposite, one that would lift up someone's mood, though it may bring hallucinations with it. The third and last was, simply, water. He wouldn't allow any children to partake, perhaps hold something similar but harmless for them later. Water and vingar perhaps?
//your character wont know whats in them but you do! Let me know which you want your character to grab or I can decide for you!
YOU WERE NO FOOL, YOU WERE NO CHUMP
NOW ALL YOU'LL BE IS A SPEED BUMP
NOW ALL YOU'LL BE IS A SPEED BUMP
— Reggan
PERCY
Flew up through the clouds at night was born to fight. Mythical, so mystical - think what you like. You could be the sword, the shield defender of the people down below, you know I fought for love. Be kind to those around ya' don't be merci less. Remember me for my name is Perseus.
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