Little Finger

[animusmods]

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
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Round Five
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Round Six
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Comments

[animusnpcs]

[Legolas will remove a finger from the bush. It's not an old woman's, though...]

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[This is... well. Obviously someone is missing a finger but he doesn't know who. For now, he will reach into the pouch on his belt and take out some bandages and carefully wrap it. It's gross and he doesn't want to hold onto it but better than no one else find it and try to turn it in. Who knows what might happen?

The bush, sadly, seemed to have nothing of the old woman's so he continued along the trail. His search became a bit slower, more cautious and unwilling to overlook anything until he reaches the grass.

It occurs to him then: she said she'd come back from the market. What if one was among the things she'd brought back? He approaches her again.]

Madam, may I see what you bought at the market?

[animusnpcs]

[The path is uneven and the dirt on it is loose.]

Oh, I was selling and not buying. Aside from my money I haven't anything.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[A nod from the prince before he continues searching. Note is taken of how loose and uneven the dirt is along the path. Loose enough that something could be buried and if it's regularly traveled, it could be easy for something to be hidden in it. Kneeling down, he looks for any patches in the dirt that are large enough to conceal a finger.]

[animusnpcs]

[There are many patches of dirt; as with any unpaved path it has its bumps. Some are larger than others.]

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[You don't make this easy do you?

He disregards any spot that is too large or too small to be any finger and lightly brushes his hands over the dirt, carefully brushing it away so that, if he does uncover something, he doesn't send it flying.]

[animusnpcs]

[There is something buried in one spot. It seems to be a box. It is locked, though. Maybe the key is buried somewhere nearby?]

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[Better than nothing! He finishes uncovering the box and examines the lock for the size the key might be before going back to uncovering what's hidden in the dirt. Now though, he's less choosey about what sizes of dirt patches he uncovers. Mud or dirt could have stuck to the key and clumped up.

He is careful though, all the same. After finding someone elses finger, he isn't in any rush to risk losing something of his or being stabbed by something.]

[animusnpcs]

[After a few minutes of searching he turns up the key not too far from the box itself.]

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[Oh good! Unlocking the box and slowly opening it.]

[animusnpcs]

[There's a severed foot inside.

A bell tolls. Round one has ended. The whole world vanishes into fog before round two begins.]