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chalkon
once upon a piece of chalk...
On the fifth day of the fifth month at the fifth hour, something changed. Your room shifts, the world twists and turns, and you feel as if you are suddenly being sucked in. Sucked into what, you may ask? The corner of your room, the subway, wherever you are. You're being pulled into the nearest blackboard, whiteboard, or writable surface.
When you awaken, you are in a dark alleyway. Sketchy, no? Straight out of a cliche, bad blockbuster? Maybe. But it's a bit different. You brush up against the wall, and on your sleeve is a residue. Curiously, you inspect it. To your surprise, the residue is in fact chalk.
How did this happen?
You stumble out of the alleyway and into the city. Upon further inspection... the buildings, streets, streetlamps, are made of chalk. Or perhaps they're simply covered in chalk. They are indestructible creations made from such flimsy material - it makes no sense.
When you look to the north, you see a large caricature of a castle. Instead of true spires, all you can see is life-size sticks of chalk. A castle truly made of chalk.
You look down. At your feet is a small stick of chalk attached to a note. A note that says, "Use this well."
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game open january 15th
once upon a piece of chalk...
On the fifth day of the fifth month at the fifth hour, something changed. Your room shifts, the world twists and turns, and you feel as if you are suddenly being sucked in. Sucked into what, you may ask? The corner of your room, the subway, wherever you are. You're being pulled into the nearest blackboard, whiteboard, or writable surface.
When you awaken, you are in a dark alleyway. Sketchy, no? Straight out of a cliche, bad blockbuster? Maybe. But it's a bit different. You brush up against the wall, and on your sleeve is a residue. Curiously, you inspect it. To your surprise, the residue is in fact chalk.
How did this happen?
You stumble out of the alleyway and into the city. Upon further inspection... the buildings, streets, streetlamps, are made of chalk. Or perhaps they're simply covered in chalk. They are indestructible creations made from such flimsy material - it makes no sense.
When you look to the north, you see a large caricature of a castle. Instead of true spires, all you can see is life-size sticks of chalk. A castle truly made of chalk.
You look down. At your feet is a small stick of chalk attached to a note. A note that says, "Use this well."
navigation...
premise | rules | application | reserves | ooc community | faq
game open january 15th