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 Cosmic (#40407) Lone Wanderer View Forum Posts  Posted on 2023-10-06 11:11:27 |
You were warned not to go there. Were told of the dangers. You've heard the stories, and seen the effects on the few who escaped. But the prize was just to tempting wasn't it? After all, who wouldn't want claim the chance of being granted 3 wishes? -Welcome to the small town of Blackwood, We're glad to have you- ~But please, beware the Malvada Forest~ A vast redwood forest that is surrounded by a fifty foot stone wall. There is one way in, and one way out, and that is through a large metal gate with the words 'Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate' written above it. The woods are known to everyone to be the source of misfortune, but still many brave its entry. Why? For the prize. For there is being at the end of the woods, no one knows its form or intention, but what is known is that the being will grant any who encounter them 3 wishes of any nature. No rules or strings attached. Sound to easy? To simple? You've got good instincts. The woods are cursed and filled with all manner of horrors and trickery. Only hours after entering, the hallucinations begin. Some malicious force brings your darkest secrets and your worst nightmares to reality and gives them form. A form that is hell bent on your demise. Only one person has ever made it to the end of the forest and back. A man that goes by the name of Thaddaeus Grimm. Fifty years ago he went in with a team, but only he returned. No one knows what he wished for, or how he made it out, as he has never said. He is now a recluse who lives on the outskirts of Blackwood who talks to no one. To go alone is to invite death, but to go with a group means you'll have to share the wishes. Unless you decide to double cross your teammates that is. Many attempt the challenge, and many are lost to the woods. Those that escape are never the same. What will you do? ____________________________ Its spooky season, lets get spooky! *RuLEs* {will add more as needed} Consider this RP 16+ Swearing is allowed. No sexual content. Put a warning for gore or triggering content. No powers No powerplaying or godmoding ~Teams~ [Trent, Theo, Sabine] [Link to OOC thread] Character SheetsView and Post Character Sheets 2 players like this post! Like? Edited on 08/10/23 @ 10:31:54 by Cosmic (#40407) |
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Impeccable View Forum Posts Posted on 2023-10-15 11:28:43 |
Sabine's mind reeled as she witnessed the grotesque and unnatural spectacle unfolding before her. "What the living f*ck is that?!" Her eyes widened with horror, and she could feel her pulse pounding in her temples. This was beyond anything she had ever imagined, even in the surreal realm of the Malvada forest. In disbelief, she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, desperately hoping it was merely an illusion or hallucination brought on by the eerie surroundings. However, when she opened her eyes once more, the grotesque creature persisted, its dreadful reality more vivid than ever. The eerie gravitational force emanating from the beast sent a feeling of dread coursing through her. It was as if the very forest was bowing to this nightmarish being. The sight of the once-ambulant trees reaching out, captured by some dark allure, sent another wave of disbelief and unease through her. She knew that escaping from a creature like that wasn't as simple as turning and running. The realization that this creature could consume an entire tree in one swift move felt surreal, yet it added to the mounting horror. There was no way to reason with such an aberration; it was something out of a nightmare, an entity from another world, but she couldn’t bring herself to look away. Out of fear, Sabine's fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white. “We can't take on that... thing head-on, but is it even possible to get out of here without being noticed?” Her voice came out cracked as she expressed her concerns. Trying to suppress the feeling of disgust in her, resisting the urge to turn around and retch, she mumbled. "What I'd do for a giant box of salt right now.” Her quiet sarcastic comment served as a desperate distraction from the overwhelming sense of nausea and fear washing over her. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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