[ YOU WERE ALL SUCKED INTO A BLACKHOLE AND DIED. ]

[ THE ROOM IS A JAPANESE SCHOOL ROOM. COMPLETE WITH DESKS AND BLACKBOARD. THE DOORS ARE LOCKED. THERE IS A POLL.

Poll ]

Poll

[ 1 & 2 ]

[ You don't really remember getting here -- maybe you blinked, or walked through a dim doorway, or just woke up on the hard wood floor. No matter how you got here, the basic truth stands: You are somewhere else ( Read more... )

[ there is a WRENCH in gravity. The floor moving under your feet, and whatever you were doing, ends. Now you're in the middle of the mist, you can't see, hear or feel anything else. . . ]

[ Today you find yourself in a new room. The white paint is peeling off the walls, water stains the ceiling and the floor, and the lights flicker above. Along the walls are smashed display cases, of the type that would be found in a museum. While broken glass and other debris cover the floor, there are a few artifacts still within their cases. ( Read more... )

[ As you walk through the door you have the oddest feeling. It's like the world has gotten thin, or you have gained extra dimensions. The feeling passes, quickly. It only lasts as long as it takes for you to walk through a short hallway, but if you look back through the door you'll see that the previous room looks . . . rather far away ( Read more... )

[ You find yourself on a stage in an auditorium. There is a solid wall at the back of the stage, and no room to the sides. The red velvet curtains are drawn and tied with gold chord. There are stairs down from the stage leading to the audience -- there there are ten chairs. Eight of which are normal plastic chairs. Two of which are children ( Read more... )

[ If you walk through the door you'll find yourself back at the edges of Camp. Probably tired and maybe a little sore, but it seems you've survived this round... ]

(ooc: if you still had any gosh we're not all dead things to do! Game is over, etc, thanks for playing ♥ )

[ Today you're back in the childrens' room -- only it's a mess. Everything is torn up, tossed aside, broken. It's as if a few children had horrible tantrums.

No polls and there is a single door, though it's locked for the moment. ]