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Little Finger
Characters: characters participating in the Little Finger game
Setting: a riverbank at night in a dream
Format: any
Summary: It's time to search
Warnings: general creepiness and horror warnings
ROUND ONE (complete): mingle | search
ROUND TWO: mingle | search
Round One [COMPLETE]
NO SUPERHUMAN POWERS; SEARCH THE GRASS, BUSHES, TREES, OR THE RIVER ITSELF
This appears much like the story you may remember reading--an old woman crouches next to a gate, searching through thick, wet riverbank grass. Thick fog coats the area behind the gate, across the river, and perhaps twenty feet in either direction from where you stand. Going into this fog, you feel, would be extremely dangerous--possibly suicidal. Eventually the woman stands up. She is missing all the fingers on her left hand and the little finger on her right hand.
"Please, could you help me find my fingers? I'm missing six of them."
It doesn't look like you have a choice.
Round Two [FOUR FINGERS REMAIN]
SUPERHUMAN POWERS ACTIVE; SEARCH ALL PREVIOUS AREAS, BRIDGE, LAWN
This appears much like the story you may remember reading--an old woman crouches next to a gate, searching through thick, wet riverbank grass. Wait, this has happened before--welcome to round two. You didn't find anything last time, and that's why you're here now. The fog remains, but it's drawn back a bit--travelling to the bridge, a simple wooden structure, is now possible without entering the fog, and the gate opens into the lawn of a house. The house itself is yet covered in fog, but there's a doghouse and the lawn itself to search through. Going into the fog still feels impossibly dangerous.
Eventually, the woman stands up. She is missing all the fingers on her left hand.
"Please, could you help me find my fingers? I'm missing five of them."
It doesn't look like you have a choice. All wounds remain from the previous round. Anyone killed last round returns, but they have a scar that reflects their manner of death.
Round Three
has not yet started
Round Four
has not yet started
Round Five
has not yet started
Round Six
has not yet started
Setting: a riverbank at night in a dream
Format: any
Summary: It's time to search
Warnings: general creepiness and horror warnings
ROUND ONE (complete): mingle | search
ROUND TWO: mingle | search
Round One [COMPLETE]
NO SUPERHUMAN POWERS; SEARCH THE GRASS, BUSHES, TREES, OR THE RIVER ITSELF
This appears much like the story you may remember reading--an old woman crouches next to a gate, searching through thick, wet riverbank grass. Thick fog coats the area behind the gate, across the river, and perhaps twenty feet in either direction from where you stand. Going into this fog, you feel, would be extremely dangerous--possibly suicidal. Eventually the woman stands up. She is missing all the fingers on her left hand and the little finger on her right hand.
"Please, could you help me find my fingers? I'm missing six of them."
It doesn't look like you have a choice.
Round Two [FOUR FINGERS REMAIN]
SUPERHUMAN POWERS ACTIVE; SEARCH ALL PREVIOUS AREAS, BRIDGE, LAWN
This appears much like the story you may remember reading--an old woman crouches next to a gate, searching through thick, wet riverbank grass. Wait, this has happened before--welcome to round two. You didn't find anything last time, and that's why you're here now. The fog remains, but it's drawn back a bit--travelling to the bridge, a simple wooden structure, is now possible without entering the fog, and the gate opens into the lawn of a house. The house itself is yet covered in fog, but there's a doghouse and the lawn itself to search through. Going into the fog still feels impossibly dangerous.
Eventually, the woman stands up. She is missing all the fingers on her left hand.
"Please, could you help me find my fingers? I'm missing five of them."
It doesn't look like you have a choice. All wounds remain from the previous round. Anyone killed last round returns, but they have a scar that reflects their manner of death.
Round Three
has not yet started
Round Four
has not yet started
Round Five
has not yet started
Round Six
has not yet started
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Yep, she'll go for that one, removing her gloves and tying up her skirts in order to give herself more agility.]
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With a frustrated sigh, she leaves the highest branches alone and climbs back down before starting on the middle sized tree.]
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She lingers at the top for a few moments, scanning the area.]
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[It had to be on top of the last tree, and in a strange and likely violent creature's mouth, no less. Well, nothing to it but to do it.
After climbing down from her second perch, she works her way up the third, quietly, as to hopefully not disturb the creature too much. If she can get close enough to it without alerting it, she'll attempt to shake it out of the tree first, rather than just going after it herself.]
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have got
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Goddesses above she's going to be feeling this when she wakes up if this experience carries over into the real world. She climbs down again, and makes her way up the tallest tree again to see if that damnable creature dropped the finger somewhere in the branches.]
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After catching her breath and stretching out her shoulders a bit, she makes her way down once more. She then starts searching the middle tree again.]
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She climbs the tallest tree in what will one way or another probably be the last time, and tries to shake whatever is stuck in the uppermost branches free. And if that doesn't work... she'll try to grab at it as quickly as she can.]
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She drops down to examine what she jostled free.]
FINGER FOUND; ROUND ONE COMPLETE
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