![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
Castle of a Thousand Illusions [Private Plot]
[This is for Team 1: Lash, Zetta, Martha, Howard, Doctor, Chell, Doc, Sumeragi. The first shore leave / observation deck post is here where they can say goodbye to others.]
As they arrived and landed, there was just a small track of land with one large wooden boat. A man, clothed in black, ushered them in. He didn't answer anything, in fact from the way he squeaked from rust, it was easily to see he was mechanical. Even the water didn't look that deep until near the end, as what looked like sharks swam around them menacingly before disappearing abruptly as they arrived in the middle of a black obsidian castle. The landing wasn't gentle, and everyone was pushed against each other, as the boat lifted itself up and dropped them all together on top of stacks of hay.
There were two rooms leading out. One had carved in "YOUNDER MALE OR WHATEVER SPECIES" and the other "YOUNDER DEM BEAUTIES". Inside, each would find leather outfits, and white underwear so there would be no chaffing. They could use their plantsuits for that too. Soft moccasins for their feet too with a note that while it was not era-perfect, they figured they would appreciate not having too many bruises on their feet (at least for now). The leather was pretty fresh from the smell and looked to have been made just the right size for each person too.
Kinda really creepy when you thought about it.
But that wasn't the worst of it, oh no. The doors would not open until everyone was fully clothed. For those that still refused, ghostly white hands came out of the walls and did the deed for them, removing all weapons and putting them in the appropriate attire before giving a thumbs up and disappearing again.
As the second door opened, with a red glowing orb turning green, they could see many doors leading around twisting, moving stairs that somehow didn't quite seem possible.
The sound of a gong going off somewhere. Again. Three times. Suddenly the weather shifted to sunset (and never changed) and one could swear those ghost hands were now throwing plastic seagulls in the air, as they mostly flew for a few seconds and crashed into the walls. Seawater was blasted off from tiny little spray bottles.
A large scroll appeared, dusted itself sending dust bunnies flying into the air and unwounded before them.
ATTENTION CONTESTANTS! WELCOME YE FAIR OF MIND AND BODY, TO THE GREATEST PHYSICAL CHALLENGE IN ALL THE UNIVERSE!
After what sounded like someone thinking about it, coughing, a few more words appeared.
PLEASE HOLD ON WHILE YOUR HOST GREETS YOU, IN JUST A FEW MINUTES. THIS IS OUR PLAN, WHICH WE ARE TELLING YOU, THE CONTESTANTS.
As they arrived and landed, there was just a small track of land with one large wooden boat. A man, clothed in black, ushered them in. He didn't answer anything, in fact from the way he squeaked from rust, it was easily to see he was mechanical. Even the water didn't look that deep until near the end, as what looked like sharks swam around them menacingly before disappearing abruptly as they arrived in the middle of a black obsidian castle. The landing wasn't gentle, and everyone was pushed against each other, as the boat lifted itself up and dropped them all together on top of stacks of hay.
There were two rooms leading out. One had carved in "YOUNDER MALE OR WHATEVER SPECIES" and the other "YOUNDER DEM BEAUTIES". Inside, each would find leather outfits, and white underwear so there would be no chaffing. They could use their plantsuits for that too. Soft moccasins for their feet too with a note that while it was not era-perfect, they figured they would appreciate not having too many bruises on their feet (at least for now). The leather was pretty fresh from the smell and looked to have been made just the right size for each person too.
Kinda really creepy when you thought about it.
But that wasn't the worst of it, oh no. The doors would not open until everyone was fully clothed. For those that still refused, ghostly white hands came out of the walls and did the deed for them, removing all weapons and putting them in the appropriate attire before giving a thumbs up and disappearing again.
As the second door opened, with a red glowing orb turning green, they could see many doors leading around twisting, moving stairs that somehow didn't quite seem possible.
The sound of a gong going off somewhere. Again. Three times. Suddenly the weather shifted to sunset (and never changed) and one could swear those ghost hands were now throwing plastic seagulls in the air, as they mostly flew for a few seconds and crashed into the walls. Seawater was blasted off from tiny little spray bottles.
A large scroll appeared, dusted itself sending dust bunnies flying into the air and unwounded before them.
ATTENTION CONTESTANTS! WELCOME YE FAIR OF MIND AND BODY, TO THE GREATEST PHYSICAL CHALLENGE IN ALL THE UNIVERSE!
After what sounded like someone thinking about it, coughing, a few more words appeared.
PLEASE HOLD ON WHILE YOUR HOST GREETS YOU, IN JUST A FEW MINUTES. THIS IS OUR PLAN, WHICH WE ARE TELLING YOU, THE CONTESTANTS.
Sixth Challenge - Doctor and anyone else who wants to join in.
Ye havth done well so farith a scroll said in terrible broken fake medieval English. No ye must doth this last tasth before the challenges for the keywords with begunths.
A white corridor. As they all walked in, two women in pink nurse outfits usher them all.
"Thank our most wonderful, sexy, handsome god ever, Chaos the Almighty that you're all here!" They turned to the Doctor. "Especially you, Doctor!" they giggled in a musical chime, putting a white lab coat and a stereoscope around his neck. The rest simple got pink lab coats. "The patient is very sick and needs all your help!"
As they walk to the darkened room, someone was screaming in terrible pain. The closer they got, the stranger it was. The person appeared to be human, apart from the comically large nose that appeared to have been sown on him. He was already tied down, various parts of his entire body opened up in all it's disgusting gory details. On the side in a pan, bloody, rusted tools of the trade. On the right, clean, new tools! A bottle of magic liquid with the word (repair) on it, two pairs of comically large pincers, some white cotton covering, a defibrillator, a bottle of bluish liquid along with a large needle with the word written "heart calmer" on it.
In the far back, a laser gun machine that required an operator behind it.
The patient had a meter attached to him. It had his brainwaves and heartbeat.
"We lost the key!" one of the nurses explained.
"In his body!" the other answered.
"We need you to find it without the patient dying!" they said together. "You have to find it using the tools in one of the places he's been opened up!"
They were finding this so funny.
"Then you have to patch him up using the green magic liquid and the white cloth!" the other answered. "But you have to be careful! If he gets too frighting his nose will light up red! That counts as a strike! Three strikes and you fail this test!"
"Three strikes! Three strikes! Make sure his heart beat is normal too! If it gets too high or too low, use the blue bottle and shove the needle in his heart! But you can only use that three times!"
"Doctor! You will be the one who has to remove the objects! The others can assist you! And be careful! Alien creatures have been trying to take over his body! They'll need to be zapped as you operate!"
"Yes yes yes! And make sure you don't touch anything metallic as you remove all the objects inside him! His nose will light up then too!"
The man looked at them, groaning weakly. It was hard to tell if he even knew what was happening. This entire game was completely demonic, disgusting and disturbing. The final stretch for the keys.
...then the real challenges would begin.
no subject
"I've got the laser," she told all of them, moving behind to where the large machine was, turning it on and making it hum. Testing it out on a nearby wall, she watched as it melted the cement.
"Oooh! Better lower the power," she muttered to herself, thinking aloud.
no subject
Haha. Yeah. Right.
Doctors probably learn a little something in those years of med school and residency.
"Uh. Where should we start?"