http://changelingdude.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] changelingdude.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-04-15 08:30 pm

Monsters and Mazes

As you enter the Sensorium today you find a most peculiar sight.

A large black wall with a 8-bit logo reading "Monsters and Mazes"

And two simple words.

"Start Game."

Upon choosing this a new menu appears showing a series of options:

Fighter
Paladin
Hunter
Rogue
Wizard
Cleric
Bard

What to do what to do?

[identity profile] j-y-d.livejournal.com 2011-04-18 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
Kiss the girl at the end of the adventure? Yeah, he can handle this story ending. He's not quite sure how its supposed to help, but so far, she seems to know what she's talking about, and not like this is a bad thing.

He steps up to the pedestal, leaning in to give her a passionate kiss. Well, as much as possible when one of the people involved is iced up to her chin.

[identity profile] j-y-d.livejournal.com 2011-04-18 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
One of these days, his weakness for women is going to get him in even more trouble than it already has.
The lack of armor means the metal isn't heating up, but there's also noting preventing burns spreading over his chest and lower face.

Quick reflexes let him pull back before its too severe, but its still not going to be pretty for a while. He's not used to fire banes being all that great at disguising themselves like that.

"Son of a bitch..."

[identity profile] j-y-d.livejournal.com 2011-04-18 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
Huh, now that's interesting. He's used to the idea of spirit things being able to be bound to, or bound into magical items... really, that's where a lot of the magic he knows comes from.

Moving to block the window, readying his hammer, his main focus is on trying to make the ring do... whatever its meant to do, while he tries to ascertain exactly what that is, other than obviously having something to do with this bitch.

[identity profile] j-y-d.livejournal.com 2011-04-18 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
Damnit, so the ring isn't some kind of binding tool. Damn. He takes off after her, trying to leap down the stairs for extra power and momentum, trusting to his balance, swinging the hammer as he goes.

"You got ugly real quick."

[identity profile] j-y-d.livejournal.com 2011-04-18 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
Ok, in a collapsing building, fighting something harmful to the touch before it gets away to wreak massive destruction.

He wishes this were the first time.

Actually, its the third.

He grits his teeth against the heat, pushing down on the hammer to try and pin her, and swings the fist with the ring on it, seeing if punching her with the ring-as-brass-knuckle will speed this process up any so he can get the fuck out.

[identity profile] j-y-d.livejournal.com 2011-04-18 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
Fuck, that hurts. Not the worst he's been hurt, but all the injuries are adding up, and he's not used to not regenerating.

Still, he has the werewithal to go bolting out of the tower, crouched slightly and covering his head, diving for the first opening to daylight.

[identity profile] j-y-d.livejournal.com 2011-04-18 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
Given that he can't read most of the text without taking a long time to sort it out, the stat increase idea is meaningless, and his usual take from defeating evil is... defeating evil... yeah, all in all, this worked out nicely. Were he home, he'd take the ring to Jack to see what he could make by binding an evil fire whatsit into something else.

In the end, the real reward? "Damn, nice game. I needed the workout."