[i]the legoking arrives on the scene after he transmats out of his dropship.[/i]
“I’ve always like haunted houses”
[i]he says as he unholsters his m2 and begins to walk inside[/i]
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As you pass through the threshold, darkness takes you... After a moment you begin to hear faint music from classical instruments, out of tune and droning on, aswell as a woman singing... gibberish. Suddenly, you are lurched forward through the dark and into a crowded ballroon of well dressed guests and servants, dancing and mingling, their faces hidden beneath decorated porcelain masks. The grand chamber is brightly lit by sconces and chandeliers amplified by mirrors lining the walls. Rows of columns decorated with violet and maroon tapestries and drapes support two sets of balconies and the vaulted ceiling above. The floors are made from a mix of dark and white woods set into a basket weave pattern. Opposite the doors are a set of stairs that curve to an elevated platform. The band is playing here before a large stained glass window. Another set of stairs curve up to the first set of balconies above, where lightly armored guards watch from above, faces concealed within shadow. A servant beside the door turns to you and speaks, "Welcome, might I have your name?"
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“Uhhhh sure... I’m the legoking. May I ask what’s going on here?”
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"Presenting Lord the Legoking!" The herald shouts into the party, then addresses you again, "Enjoy the ball, my lord."
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“I am not a lord... and why are you wearing those stupid masks, and what even is going on?
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He doesn't respond... or move at all.
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“Oooookay...” [i]he begins to look around the room for anything extra suspicious[/i]
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You notice everyone is wearing the same attire, the men the same suits, the women the same dresses, and everyone the same porcelain face masks. The only differences being the colors, which shift and blur as you watch. The dancers follow the same paths, in perfect unison, and guests off to the sides are speaking gibberish. One lady lifts a glass to her face and a thick red liquid trickles down her mask and dress.
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“Alright. Time to get to the bottom of this.” [i]he walks to the people speaking gibberish[/i] “Hello, how are you doing today?”
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Edited by Unseelie Nil: 10/11/2020 2:02:31 AMOne turns to you, and in a monotone voice says, "[i]Curious as to why it was and ever will I do you know how far I can think.[/i]" Upon the walls behind him you see mirrors, two sets of doors, and your reflection. Only your reflection...
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“Uhhhh... I want to get out of here...” [i]he unholsters his .357 magnum and fires it in the air. [/i] “Would someone [b]please[/b] explain to me what’s going on?”
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With the crack of the gun, you briefly see a completely different scene around you. A dark and empty room in ruin, with snow falling in from holes in the roof above. The music stops and all masks face you, but there is no response. Suddenly, the doors all swing open revealing walls of shadowy mist.
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“Okay. Now that we’re all cool... can you guys explain what this ‘party’ is about?”
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The lights flicker out and as they return, the ball is as it was before. At the platform across from the doors stands a pale Elven woman wearing an elegant black dress with accents of deep reds and purples, dark leather boots peaking out from beneath. Her black hair is tied into a messy bun and the mask across her piercing blue eyes is decorated with oily scales, the edges ending in leathery wings.
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“Well.. you’re new.” [i]he puts his revolver back in holster[/i] “Could [i]you[/i] explain to me what’s going on?”
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Edited by Unseelie Nil: 10/11/2020 2:37:40 AMShe looks you up and down, "I take it you do not attend many social events?"
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“I mean... like... I didn’t walk into a haunted house to get insulted, ok? Jeez. Are you going to tell me what’s going on or not?”
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Grom the swirling shadows of the doors, a nobleman emerges with sun kissed skin, sleek blond hair, and a bejeweled mask across his emerald eyes. He leads a group of servants and guards into the hall as the herald of the ball shouts, "Announcing Lord Garrrrr-" his voice trails off into gurgled sounds that no one acknowledges before finishing, "of the Frenilian Empire!" The lady watches him enter, "Vengeance, darling..." You notice movement in the balconies above and see the servants throughout the hall push into the crowd...