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The Ball

As you approach the Gates of Hell, you take out your invitation. You walk through the Gates and a dark figure runs past you and hits the border and bounces into the expansive layer of smoke and fog that is just past the Gates. Choice 1 [spoiler]You walk on, not worrying about what will happen. You hear a crackling sound and millions of tines of red lightning stab the escaped soul, and it starts screaming and convulsing before it explodes into a splatter of ectoplasmic flesh* [/spoiler] Choice 2 [spoiler]You follow the figure, and find it’s an escaped soul! He runs into the Gates, but bounces back and is thrown into the fog! He is trapped like a fly in honey! “Pleaaaaase! Help me!!” You try to pull him out, but he remains firmly stuck in there... You apologize and try to think of a way to get him out... As you are thinking, a massive bolt of red lightning strikes the man and he is screaming in pain, and convulsing, until he starts to glow red, and he explodes in a mist of blood, and guts...You walk on, wondering the logic behind it... [/spoiler] As you come out of the fog, your invitation folds itself into a paper airplane, and goes in front of you and seems to be trying to slow you down... And it was right! If it wasn’t for the plane, you would have walked right off the side of a trillion foot drop! You stand there for a while, taking in the expanse. As you look, all you see is black plains, with no grass, no trees, [i]Nothing...[/i] (The theme for looking out over the expanse is “Davy Jones,” but start it at 1:13) A man on a hover platform rises up to the edge of the cliff* “Hello. I am Alonsius. Lord Crowley is expecting you. Please. Come aboard.” As you walk onto the platform, Alonsius looks to the right of the cliff, and all the blood in his face drains... “Hurry. Strap in now. It’s a storm. It’s not like your normal storms. It’s a sandstorm made of obsidian shards and shards of lava rock. It will shred us alive.” He points to a chair with a bulky looking harness on it* Choice 1 [spoiler]If you don’t strap in, you just stand there. “Fine! It’s not my life!!” He walks over to the control station, and the platform shoots off, at a speed probably unrecommended for the cargo platform* A colossal gust of wind nearly blows you off the platform, and you barely catch the railing with one hand! Alonsius puts it on autopilot, and barely pulls you back up! “I TOLD YOU TO STRAP IN!!!”, he yells over the howling gale.[/spoiler] Choice 2 [spoiler]If you strap in, like the smart little person you are, Alonsius hits the thrusters and you streak ahead of the edge of the storm, and barely make it to a platform in front of a mansion on what seems to be the only landform for miles. [/spoiler] You get off of the platform, mildly nauseated, and walk to the door, noticing a large mech, with a man in it, he seems to be a bouncer of sorts. “Invitations please.” He reaches out his metal clad hand, and you notice a red sparkling on his hand* You put your invitation in his hand, and the she’s blacken a bit, but it doesn’t burn fully* “Feel free to go in. Welcome to Hell.” You walk in, and find yourself in a large foyer full of people of all sizes, and all species* You see a woman in a red ball gown leaning on the wall in a shadow, you see a hallway heading to the main room, where the party seems to be centered, you also see a sign with a schedule on it, and a little clock below it. It reads 11:35. SCHEDULE 12:00-Gifts 1:00-Dinner 2:00-Desserts 3:00-Lava Storm Viewing Session 4:00-Alcohol Tasting 5:00-CAKE!!! 6:00-End [spoiler]wat do?[/spoiler] [spoiler]AND ITS A GIFT EXCHANGE. Crowley will be giving gifts as well. [/spoiler] PEOPLE ALREADY HERE LIST: Calimafinde(Sherlock) Titan Ringleader(a moon elf) Dally Cronos Doom slayer Insane Watson(Dain Dunnaxe) Lee Blaze Sylver Fastman [spoiler]HOW THIS WORKS. I AM THE DM. (Yes I know it’s in all caps.) IF YOU WANT TO TALK TO SOMEONE ELSE THEN CROWLEY DO IT ON THEIR THREAD. I CANT DO EVERYTHING. [/spoiler]
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  • Dain Dunnaxe, a dwarf, arrives at the party wearing the nicest clothing he clothes he could afford. He wears a nice shirt and pants, but nothing too expensive, and his red beard is done in many braids. He does not look like any fancy nobleman that would attend such a party, but he doesn’t look like peasant either. On his hip the dwarf carries an axe, and he carries a bundle of cloth in his hand that hides another axe he forged as a gift.

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