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[legendaryingly]

[It's an overcast day in Camp today. The wind blows around the cornstalks with furious might. Black, ominous clouds gather heavy, dark and pendulous. Lightning cracks a few times for dramatic effect and just when it seems the sky would unleash with all of its fury... A light breaks through

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[pchaaair]

wOW, tHAT SOUNDS, kIND OF AWESOME,

[You attempt to pull out the sword. It's just asking to be yanked out.]

1/3

[legendaryingly]

[The sword comes out in your hands! Just like that!

You might actually wonder if it's a mistake.]

[legendaryingly]

[Wait, a flash animation is loading.

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[legendaryingly]

[Actually, it just skipped right to the next page.

A strange thing is staring at you.]

[forcedtoplay]

[On the one hand: a strange, possibly dangerous trap has been set.

On the other hand: I AM CURIOUS, approaching!]

[legendaryingly]

[The wind swirls by, picking up the delicate petals already disturbed by the impending storm and causes them to dance in front of your footsteps.

As you approach the stones, even the toucans seem to quiet, waiting to see:

Are you the one?]

[forcedtoplay]

[maybe, pulling on the sword]

[legendaryingly]

[A wind suddenly takes up around you, swirling in a powerful gale. As you lift your arm, the sword pulls loose with a thrum of power. The cornfields around you flatten, the gorillas shriek and run to hide behind the silo...

A glow fills the air...]

[youmustlickit]

H3H3H3H3!!

[You yank the SWORD from the stone!]

[1 of... many.]

[legendaryingly]

[The SWORD comes out easily and is added to your INVENTORY.]

[legendaryingly]

[Time passes.]

[legendaryingly]

[More time passes.]

1/2

[capt_liarpants]

Wait, the only thing I have to do is pull...

[capt_liarpants]

*RUSHING LIKE A MADMEN TOWARDS THE ROCK*

[legendaryingly]

[Your heavy and hurried footfalls take you surely towards the great rock...

It never disappears, it never wavers. The scent of grass as you trample it, the pinch at your side as you run, the feel of ozone from the storm... no, you're not dreaming either.

You reach the edge of the rock and it STAYS THERE, glittering, BECKONING.]

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[capt_liarpants]

*reaches the rock, eyes wide, heart pounding*

I mean...it can't be that easy, can it? It's gotta be a camp joke. Just a stupid camp joke...

[justwannahave]

[Wait--there are other versions of Excalibur too?]

*goes up to look at it because it's different from the one back home*

[legendaryingly]

[The sword in the stone sits under your scrutiny.

The golden hilt glimmers in the rays of the sun bursting through the clouds. The blade is perfect as if newly forged, and despite having been thrust into the rock, holds a keen, almost impossible edge. There's almost a hum of power, making the hairs on the back of your neck rise.

If this isn't the Holy Sword Excalibur, it is certainly an artifact of great power.]

[justwannahave]

[. . . Tempting.]

*gives it a tug anyway*

[legendaryingly]

[The sword hitches for a moment, and then comes out cleanly in your hands.

Almost instantly a whirlwind of air and light dances around the blade and rushes down along your hands and arms. It spreads widely behind you and you feel great wings of light unfurling.

For a moment you feel like time and space would bow to your whim. You feel as though you could move anywhere in an instant. You feel as if you could cleave the very barrier that surrounds camp. You feel as if the power of the heavens themselves have settled in your fingertips.

You feel as if...]