Open RP - Lucky Seven Labyrinth

(OMG Yes! Glad to see there wasnt an accident or something.)


This HAS to be a Nekomata...i cant keep this up much longer.


Fighting back the urge to instantly reveal himself, Magnus recalls the last two times he attracted Midara, and how big his luck had been at this point.

No, i cant count on it too much...


Decided, Magnus stays still, hidden, waiting for the voice's owner to reveal herself. Should it be a Nekomata, the Bard plans on revealing himself and attempt a dialogue.

(welcome back!)

Robert grumbled as he sees no sign of his boat or the witch. "that girl couldn't survive being held under for so long and I doubt whatever it is I'm facing takes prisoners....." Robert thought to himself. Boat or no boat, he had a job to do and he was going to see it to the end. Taking a huge breath and holding it, Robert dived back to the depths to finish off the attacker keeping up his guard.

(Glad to see you're alright ^^
I'm also having trouble with time, so my post will be quite short for now)

Aki continues to trek, all while still staring the blankets. Aki stops for a bit, perhaps, just perhaps, it's okay to only stare?

Aki purposefully drops her resistance and stare deeply to the blankets!

(I forgot, what'll happen if we fail the intermission? Do we get back to the previous place or will we get to another random place?

Kirito was in an intense struggle in his mind. This can't be real! Could it? Does it matter? Let's just give it a shot! What're you crazy? His mind goes back and forth leaving his body indecisive and confused. He try's pulling him and the covers on the floor and using them to roll under the bed. He can think there. Right? He wasn't sure anymore but what else could he do?

((Good to have you back argaz. hope everything's okay. ))

Though still troubled by the disappearance of one of the Gargoyles, Mark decided he would have to worry about that later. His more pressing issue was who opened the door...and, since they wern't in the room waiting for him, where did they go?

He looked around, His eyes immediately drawn the Font with the odd Liquid filling it. Whatever it was in there, he was quietly confident that it WASN'T plain old Water. He walked closer to the font to get a better look at it.

Well, this wasn't good. Rom thought, but at the same time, he Kinda did enjoy what he was feeling right now.

Rom answered back sarcastically "Maybe,Maybe not, why don't you let me out of this coat so we can really find out what I'm into" attempting to goad the girls into freeing him

(God bless this wonderful return.)

Gage relished the sensation that swept him away to unknown waters that surged to pull him under. How badly he wanted to take her was growing by the second as he felt kiss after kiss. It was like a syrupy heroine was being pumped into him from the spell. It was a thriving force, looking to break him. He now had an internal conflict: give in or fight it.

He looked toward the sexy vixen with a strained look. "It'd be so much easier to just arm wrestle for it.." God how he'd wish she'd just take him. But... Fortune waits ahead!
(I guess just consider this a roll towards resistance? I trust your judgement.)

(welcome back, good to know you're okay     )

William stood still, indecisive, overcome by Andrea's passionate kiss and could only stand and blush as the redhead briefly broke the kiss and said "got ya". He knew he needed to react, move, resist, but it felt so good, and blood was flushing to both his face and his member.

Need to think, need to concentrate, channel magic into my hands - but why, should just give in and - not going to be overcome by some random midara, prepare for the wind spell - but this feels amazing and she is - wind blast!

Using his remaining focus, William gathered magic in his hands and tried to unleash a blast of wind. It was a last ditch effort, however, and even if he succeeded in gathering enough magic to create a large blast (likely but not a certainty), he didn't have the presence of mind to aim it properly, and it was thus more likely to hit the ground and send him flying backwards than it was to push Andrea away from him.

(Thanks, everyone! I’m glad you’re all still interested. Let’s keep going.)

(Just a note: You may notice a lot more instances where you can choose what obstacles/enemies your character takes on. Just something to keep an eye out for in the future.)

Alan, Gate 1

After Alan tells his story, Alyssa takes it all in with a long, lingering pause.

She takes her time before she sighs backwards into her chair, seeming to drop her seductive demeanor. Curiously, the dim space seems to brighten with her resignation. Alan double takes as the red scarves along the ceiling fizzle away into nothing, merely magical conjurations of some sort.

“Interesting…” Alyssa says with a chuckle. She runs her right index finger along the smooth crystal ball, seemingly lost in thought. For a moment, Alan is left hanging like the lingering incense for a few long moments before she speaks again. She stares into Alan’s eyes, almost looking through him with solemn grace. “Then again…your love will surely be tested during your quest, starting with the depths of this forest.”

The busty redhead suddenly leans forward, sliding her chair in with a loud rapt against the wood. Her fingers swirl around the orb, and Alan sees the crystal ball’s smoky contents react to her motions. “It appears your heart truly lies with your quest, so I will do my best to help,” she says, focusing on the crystal globe. “Now…look into the crystal…”

Alyssa looks up to see Alan’s wary gaze. She smirks with a flirty wink. “The ball, I mean,” she says, smiling. Her focus returns to the orb and Alan follows her gaze. The seeing mist remains grey for some time before shifting into a pale red. Quickly, however, it converts into lilac shade before finally settling on a foggy pink cloud that swirls within the crystal ball. Alan…begins to see some sort of shape…

“The forest houses many beings capable of straying you away from your chosen path if you are not careful,” Alyssa says. “Some, like the slime women, are looking for nourishment. Some, like the elves, are territorial creatures…”

The pink mist begins to fade toward the orb’s center. A shape first appears as a murky silhouette, slowly developing into some sort of image. Alan squints as he begins to perceive…a fairy? Fairy girl, perhaps? She’s certainly a pixie-like creature, with a skimpy rainbow top and twinkling fair skin. The short hair atop her head matches the pale pink mist that clouds the sides of the crystal ball. Alan connects her fairy nature with the wings on her back. But rather than traditional fairy wings, this girl bears two…bubblegum bubbles?  

The image moves slowly to show the girl mid-flight, flapping her bubbly wings as she blows her own bubblegum bubble through her pretty pink mouth. Around her neck is a large brass key attached to a thin string necklace.

“…and then there’s Rini, who likes to steal trinkets and things,” Alyssa finishes with an exasperated sigh. “She’s stolen a few things from me at some point, including this crystal ball. If you’re looking for something shiny, she might be your best bet.”

Alyssa’s hands retreat from the crystal ball, causing the image to fade away into grey fog once again. “She’s a fairy, but don’t underestimate her,” Alyssa says sternly. “She can grow as small as a fly or as large as a human whenever she likes, but she usually prefers a size just larger than a bird, or so I’ve seen.”

The seer stands from her chair and stretches, accentuating her curves before the previously bedazzled adventurer. She then relaxes with a sultry look, sauntering around the table and toward Alan.

“Now, as a thank you for the info…” she starts, closing quickly. She licks her lips with a soft pucker. “I only ask for one thing in return…”

Alan – Condition: Normal

Zeal, Gate 1

Forgoing the treasure chest, Zeal instead focuses an intense blast of violet psychic energy toward the siren!

Hypnosis check! Roll = 17. Failure! Zeal is Hypnotized!

But as he musters his psychic might, the soothing, melodious music finally gets through his defenses, sapping his willpower. The voices sing their soft melody, and Zeal listens for just a moment too long. There’s a moment when the siren’s voice flashes through his head.

“Do you like my music box?”

The memory echoes through his mind, with his right hand resting on the treasure box. His arm slips away from the wood as a lithe wet hand grabs his and pulls his lifeless, hypnotized body back toward the water…

Zeal’s head is turned back toward the siren’s beautiful features, and a feeling of déjà vu sweeps over him. The beautiful blonde water woman, with her crystalline blue eyes and soft, royal blue lips, stares at him with…almost an apprehensive expression at first. Recognizing the psychic’s glassy expression, however, the siren’s face softens back into one of seductive cuteness as she licks her lips.

“We didn’t finish our swim,” she says, her beautiful voice harmonizing with the sounds from the enchanted treasure box. She puckers her lips. “We’ll get to that, lover. But first…”

Dampening Kiss! Zeal is Hypnotized. Success!
One Willpower damage. Zeal is Disabled (psychic attacks cannot be used)

The siren leans forward toward the enthralled Zeal as if to kiss him on the lips. She hovers her mouth over his, and the pair’s hot breath mingles together with a growing fervor. Part of Zeal wishes to close the distance, but the siren navigates her lips instead up to Zeal’s ear, lightly licking the base of his ear lobe with her sensual tongue.

The siren presses herself against Zeal’s body, holding him close as her lovely lips hover over the side of his face. She smacks them together, emitting a soft blue glow from her beautiful mouth. The siren then purses those luscious lips and blows. Unbeknownst to Zeal, a cluster of soft blue sparkling dust appears to enter into the psychic’s ear. He only feels her soft breath send shivers down his spine…before shuddering at a deep relaxing sensation in his brain.

The young man nearly passes out at the feeling of an influential part of his mind going limp and lifeless. The blown kiss sends part of Zeal’s abilities melting away beyond his control. Part of him tries to muster some sort of psychic energy, but to no avail. The attempt only deepens his hypnosis, and Zeal slumps slightly into the siren’s body as she retreats from his ear. Her kiss made him…lightheaded…feeling empty…

“A little woozy, handsome?” the siren teases, propping his head up with a beautiful hand. She smiles with a victorious expression. “Maybe another kiss will make you feel better…”

The siren slowly drifts her mouth forward toward Zeal’s…

Zeal – Stamina: 4/9, Willpower: 2/5; Condition: Hypnotized, Disabled

Magnus, Gate 1

Magnus holds his ground, deciding against pressing his luck.

The nighttime air chirps with the sounds of bugs and brush rustling in the breeze. Yet the voice remains silent for a few seconds…a few more seconds…until…

The trees above suddenly rustle with movement. Something pounces from branch to branch from several yards away…and closing in fast. Crack, crack, crack, the branches cry as the mass darts from one tree to another, finding the best path toward…somewhere. Magnus holds his breath and his ground, until the pouncing stops…just above his head.

He looks up ever so gently…and sees a nekomata.

She’s a lithe beauty, one with fair skin, long leggy legs and moderate breasts, a collection of tawny hair to match her tail and ears. Her lips are colored a shade brighter; they gleam in the peeking moonlight as she eagerly surveys the landscape before her eyes for any movement. There’s a wry smile on her face as her large, almost glowing cat eyes widen with attention. She squats with perfect balance on a wavering branch about 30 or so feet above Magnus’s head.

From his perspective, the bard has a great view of the cat girl’s shapely rear and, on a more immediately threatening level, razor sharp claws. She wears very little: A light brown two-piece bikini with a white paw print on the right breast.

“I know you’re out there,” the neko purrs teasingly, calling out into the night.

Magnus’s keen ear matches the girl’s voice with the previous one. Taking a deep breath, Magnus steps out from beneath what little canopy cover he had from her gaze. A twig cracks from beneath his foot, and both the bard and the cat girl snap to attention. The cat girl arcs into a predatory stance upon the tree branch, ready to pounce, but she stops at the sight of Magnus holding his arms up and motioning to speak…

Magnus – Condition: Normal

Robert, Gate 1

Robert dives back into the cool waters, determined to finish the job.

He pushes himself back beneath the depths of the sea, back to where the inky cloud enveloped his body…and where Maria was taken. With the Water Witch gone, the water’s current has subsided to much more manageable levels, making the trip a smooth one compared to the last attempt.

The squid girl’s cloud of ink has since faded away with the water’s current, but Robert is able to notice a trail of a lilac substance leading toward the direction Maria was pulled away. Thinking back to his wild swing at whatever was touching him earlier, Robert hypothesizes that his dagger managed to gash the womanly creature.

The trail leads deeper and deeper into the sea angling downward. Robert gives it a look and also notices the blood travels through a large forest of bright, florescent coral and sea anemone rooted about 100 or so feet to Robert’s right.

Lit by an unknown, breathing glow of light, the fantastical reef forest is very, very large, Robert can tell from his current spot. Planted atop a plateau that slopes downward deeper into the sea, the coral is big enough for the bleeding swimmer to swim near the base of the forest and force Robert to maneuver through the colored stalks if he has any hope of following the trail.

Robert also sees a path around, or above, the coral reef, which he surmises could take longer without a trail.

Robert – Condition: Normal

(hertzez: I would say it’s a case by case basis for failing an Interlude. For this one, I would say that a failure would result in creating a new character; a character lost to an interlude may be…encountered by another character in the future, leading to a potential rescue attempt. But if people are against creating new characters, I can compromise.)

Aki, Interlude

Aki holds her position, staring deep into the blankets amid the sounds of the passionate makeout session going on just feet away.

Still on her hands and knees, the girl’s eyes grow glassy as the thick incense and perfumed blankets fill her head with their spicy scents. She stares deep, watching as the silky sheets swirl before her lovestruck eyes. The magic kisses at her hands, her legs and feet, and the colors whisper to her with each lazy cloud of incense and perfume.

Sweet Nothings… Aki does not resist!
Three Willpower damage. Aki’s Willpower is now 4. Aki is Tempted (Disadvantage for next action)

The voices, breathy with lust, tell her to kiss them…kiss the girls…

…to sleep…to sleep…fall…fall into their embrace…

…give up…pass out…take off her clothes…

…join them…

The whispers grow louder and louder as the scents grow stronger and stronger. The sound of a woman’s moans and gasping breaths with a growing climax are background noise to the cacophonous words that echo through Aki’s mind. The silky sheets caress her hands and legs with the sensations of soft, warm, tempting kisses. As her vision swims and falters before her eyes, Aki feels as if the sheets begin to move…to reach up and grab her…and pull her down…

Someone within the chamber reaches their climax, but that’s far from Aki’s conscious mind. With a hazy groan, the rogue obliges with her delirious urges, falling face first into the sheets…letting them kiss her body, her face, her nethers…feeling the hallucinations pepper her body with wonderfully warm, sensual touches that cause her to gasp. The blankets shift beneath her – the rogue finds herself caught in a web of pleasure that only half of her seems to want to escape, while the other half languishes in the silky vibrations.

A woman’s voice slows her gyrations. “Shylia, darling. It seems that we’re not alone.”

Aki manages to focus an eye toward the direction of the voice. It’s there she sees the two women that are almost identical in nature. They are both beautiful, naked bombshells with huge breasts, perfect bodies and plump lips. Their essence drips sex from their throne of pillows and luxury. Aki is taken aback by the fact that both are staring directly at her incapacitated form.

It’s then Aki notices that while these girls are both very beautiful, they are also both very otherworldly. Though dizzied, the rogue recognizes the pair’s demonic horns, devilish wings, and long, lengthy tails that end in sharp points.

One girl – the speaker, the rogue surmises – has a crimson tail that matches the color of her lengthy, wavy hair and sharp eyes. Her mouth is twisted into a sly smirk as she evaluates Aki…like a predator. She rests with a playful hand propping up her chin beside her sexual partner, a brunette with a black tail. This girl is leaned forward while brandishing a hookah pipe, also judging Aki’s helpless frame.

The brunette demoness draws on the hookah like a fine wine for several seconds, her eyes not leaving Aki even once. She then exhales a fragrant cloud of blue smoke in Aki’s direction…

Relaxing Smoke! Aki is Prone. Advantage!
Roll = 29. Roll = 42. Success!
One Willpower damage. Aki’s Willpower is now 3.

…and one whiff is enough to cause Aki’s body to slump further even further into the sheets with a weak sigh. But as the cloud envelops her face and smothers her thinking, Aki finds rational thought harder and harder with each passing moment as her body’s strength is sponged into the fumes.

A swift memory of Tomoe urges her to keep going. But under the gaze of the succubus duo…and caught in their silky trap…does she want to?

Aki – Stamina: 7/7, Willpower: 3/9; Condition: Tempted

Kirito, Gate 1

Even after applying her sexy makeup, Alexis sees that the sleepy Kirito is still resisting.

“Silly boy…” she says with a teasing smirk. “You’re in my dream world. There’s no way you can resist me…”

The lovely Alexis begins to put on a show for Kirito, rubbing her lovely curves, accentuating her breasts, puckering those sweet, sweet lips…

Charming Sight! Roll = 29. Failure!

…and Kirito begins to feel euphoria sweep through his body at the sight of the woman, but he shakes it off! Instead, the swordsman grabs hold of the sheets and tries to roll off the bed…

Tally Ho! Alexis is distracted. Advantage!
Roll = 54. Roll = 97. Success!
One Stamina damage. Alexis’s Stamina is ???

…and, whether intentional or not, the seductive Alexis loses her balance with wide eyes. “Whoa!” she cries, the sheets ripped from beneath her knees. She falls backwards off the foot of the bed and onto the floor, crashing hard head first against the wood as Kirito takes the sheets and rolls into the darkness under the bed with them.

Status Resistance! ‘Sleepy’ is beginning to wear off. Kirito is Indecisive. No Advantage/Disadvantage.
Roll = 40. Success! Kirito is no longer Sleepy!

Kirito sighs as he regains his focus from under the bed. From his vantage point, Kirito can see the Dreamcatcher slow to recover, groaning in pain as she rubs her head. “Ow…” she sighs, sitting up. Pushing aside the blankets for a better view, Kirito can only see her long legs and pretty feet.

“Bad move, sweetie,” Alexis groans. Her voice lightens with a playful taunt…or perhaps, a devious threat.

“Don’t you know there are monsters under the bed?”

Kirito – Condition: Normal

Mark, Gate 1

Mark gives a wary look to the font of liquid as he approaches.

Upon closer inspection, the water certainly doesn’t appear to be just water, confirming his suspicions. Instead, the liquid appears mostly clear save for a very light shade of blue that’s obvious from the backdrop of the white marble bowl.

Along the rim of the bowl are words inscribed into the marble in common, but with an intricate, elegant script: “Strength with Lust.”

Mark – Condition: Normal

Rom, Gate 2

Smotha laughs at Rom’s suggestion.

“I’m sure you’d like that, sweetie,” she purrs, pressing a hot smooch against the ranger’s cheek that gives him pause from his sarcasm. “Maybe I’ll just --- gah!”

The sultry seductress cries out as she’s struck in the head by a metal rod that comes seemingly from nowhere. The baton was thrown with immense speed that forces Smotha from her feet, taking Rom with her! The two topple to the ground, and Rom is freed from his brief furry prison. He rolls away from the coat and looks toward Smotha, who lies dazed from the attack. Resting about 20 feet from her prone body…is the key, loosed from her neck!

A man stalks up to the fallen baton to retrieve it, matching his other one. Rom recognizes this man as one of the strange inhabitants of this new world – the man wears a disheveled collection of military fatigues and combat gear, though Rom’s eyes are drawn to the pink lipstick marks that trail down the stranger’s chest…and toward a strange amulet revealed by a shirt torn open before Rom arrived.

Spinning his recovered baton, the man regards Rom coolly. “Stay sharp. These girls are…guh…”

The man’s words are muffled into a soft, dazed groan when a heart-shaped cloud of pink smoke strikes him from the side and envelops his head in a dizzying haze. Rom’s savior drunkenly stumbles in the smoke, and Rom’s eyes dart toward the perpetrator – a fiery redhead, roughly 30 or so feet away, relishes in the man’s drunken demeanor. Her eyes twinkle with puckered, cherry red lips that ooze the pink misty remains of her perfumed blown kiss.

“Not so fast, big boy!” the villainess cries out before returning her attention to her other foes in two other males.

Meanwhile, the key glistens in the corner of Rom’s eye as Smotha struggles to recover.

Rom – Condition: Normal

Gage, Interlude

Gage struggles with his thoughts, staring between the open bridge and the tempting guardswoman…

Girl or Goal? A success dispels Lustful.
Gage is Lustful! Gage is Goal-Oriented! No Advantage/Disadvantage.
Roll = 85. Failure!
One Willpower damage. Gage is still Lustful!

…and his eyes linger for far too long on the sexy guardsgirl. She begins to play with one of her cute pigtails, swinging it back and forth…her eyes, those seductive eyes, never leave his, and her voice is laced with playful concern.

“What’s wrong, hun?” she asks, taking a step forward. Gage goes slightly rigid as the girl saunters toward him, licking her ruby red lips with lust. Her knowing smile grows even wider as she closes the distance between them, and the guard wraps her arms around the strongman’s neck. She presses her body against his and grinds herself against his hardening cock. “Don’t you have a job to do?” she asks, pulling at him slightly to tilt his head toward hers.

He doesn’t resist.

Instead, Gage’s voice gets caught in his throat as he watches the guardsgirl’s eyes slowly drift shut as she pulls him closer…and closer… and closer to those soft, soft lips. Their mouths, just centimeters apart, linger in the mixture of their hot breath, with Gage’s breathing growing shorter as the distance shrinks.

And just as her mouth grazes his…she stops.

“Or do you want me to take you?” she whispers, holding him tight in her embrace. Their mouths remain just hairs apart…and the guardsgirl gives Gage’s lips a small, tempting lick.

Gage – Stamina: 8/8, Willpower: 5/8; Condition: Lustful

William, Gate 1

As William’s mind focuses on his spellwork, he shifts his hands into a position beneath the table…

Wind Blast! Roll = 97. Failure?
One Stamina damage. William’s Stamina is now 6.

…but the beauty’s impossibly soft kiss causes his focus to slip once more! William slightly fudges the spell, sending the mage upward and toward the ceiling! His head strikes the wooden beams about 15 feet up before he lands in a heap amid the startled gasps and stifled laughter of the remaining bar patrons.

Prone on the ground, William groans and rubs his throbbing head. He looks up just in time to see Andrea sauntering away with a slight smirk on her face. “Meet me at the Luxuria tomorrow at dawn.” The bar patrons staring at William now turn their ogling gazes to Andrea. She walks in all the right places to make the men go ga-ga. “Wear something nice…”

Andrea reaches the door, only to stop and give William a look over her shoulder. She licks her lips and winks. “…and don’t be late~.”

The girl then throws up the hood of her cloak and stalks out, shutting the door behind her. A few moments pass before the bar grows again into a steady murmur as if nothing happened, leaving William alone to process his options and Andrea’s inviting instructions.

William – Stamina: 6/7, Willpower: 3/7; Condition: Normal (Hint: Feel free to ask around)

Gage had no words to spare for the guardswoman. He was tongue-tied, to say the least. Being stuck in this compromising position, he struggled to remember his original fighting spirit. His mantra, if you will. Now, he was stuck between wanting to let her take control and had a very small voice in the back of his mind telling him to suplex her and get the hell out of there. Maybe even throw her into the abyss below.

But, what to do? What to do, indeed...

Robert thinks to himself that the trail may be quicker but it will be dangerous. However, he realize that time may not be on his side given his situation. Taking a risk, Robert follows the trail, staying on guard for anything that may attack.

Rom sees the key, but also knows he cannot leave without helping his new foind ally. Rom darts forward to attack the redhead!

argaz003 wrote:

(hertzez: I would say it’s a case by case basis for failing an Interlude. For this one, I would say that a failure would result in creating a new character; a character lost to an interlude may be…encountered by another character in the future, leading to a potential rescue attempt. But if people are against creating new characters, I can compromise.)

(Holy shi- that's actually what I had in mind. But currently that's not what I wanted! I thought since I still have much willpower left I can fool around a bit haha. I'll try my best to get out of here now. )

...Not like this... Not like this!

Obliging to her lust proves to be her undoing. Now with clearer mind, Aki curses her own weakness.

Since battling against two opponents seems unwise, she focuses her mind to quell the temptation and fleeing the room, or at least away from the two midara. Though even if her mind is determined, it's unknown how her body will react...

"Darn it..." Zeal thinks to himself as he sees the siren's lips inching closer to his mouth "I'm not gonna let these things beat me again!" He tries to  move away from thre midara a bit so he can recover

William could only stare and blush as Andrea left the tavern, not having regained enough focus to do otherwise, and he almost gave a small nod when she asked him not to be late.

That was- no, need to think and plan. One, need to find out what and where this Luxuria is. Two, need to find somewhere to sleep. Three, find out what the clock is. Looking at the tavern's activity, likely evening, but it isn't certain. Four, need to make an alarm spell to make me before down. It isn't elemental magic, but I should be able to do it.

Having regained some of his focus, William stood up, slowly wiped the lipstick off his mouth and dusted off his robe with a wind spell. He then walked back up to the bar, trying (but not completely succeeding) to look calm and composed.

"Barkeep," he commanded in the coldest and hardest tone he could currently muster, placing his hands on the bar table, "I want to know what time it is, the cheapest nearby place I can sleep and to know where and what Luxuria is".

Mark looked at the font, examining the liquid and also noticing the odd Carving's around it. "...Strength with Lust...Must be some kind of supplement for whoever call's this place home..." Mark knew better than to try the stuff himself. Likely it would mess with his head and cause him to lose focus of the task at hand...and that was most likely the BEST case Scenario.

He walked past the Font and examined the rest of the room. He looked at the Door's that had carving's of women on them...One may of though this was too obvious, and chosen a different route...but Mark, trying to think further than that, decided that that was what the Midara/'s would WANT their victim's to think. To go any other route may well be luring him into an even worse trap. He therefore decided to go for the obvious direction, Walking closer to the door's, ignoring the seductive poses of the female feature's that Adorned the Elegant doors.

Keeping his hands in the air, the Bard begins to talk.


''Hello...my name is Magnus Eowen. I am a traveler.''

Tired from his journey so far, he stops to take a quick breath before continuing.

''Please...i do not intend to harm you or the Nekomata trible...but i need to speak with your Queen.''

Knowing she has no reasons to believe him, he quickly continued.

''I am just a tired musician that walked all day...you can check me for weapons...you can tie me up...i will not resist. But please, please give me the chance to speak with her, even if just for a few minutes.''

"What do you want?" Alan asked, a little surprised by the sudden changes in the atmosphere. "And, do you know where to find this... Rini?"

Now was his chance! Kirito decides to flip the bed on Alexis hoping to trap her under there even if for just a few minutes. "You're right monsters DO hide under the bef

(Gameplay note: In most cases going forward, if you manage to resist a certain status effect during a successful action (like an attack), you shrug off the status unless it’s caused by a persisting environmental effect. Makes the success much more meaningful.)

Gage, Interlude

Gage struggles as he tries to force his hand to clench a fist…

Suplex! Gage is Lustful. Disadvantage!
Roll = 50. Roll = 60. Success! Gage is no longer Lustful!
???
Profit!

…and his hand, after some urging, complies with his command. The guardsgirl, meanwhile, continues her sensual grinding against his member with her body. She dances her lips against the man’s face and neck – teasing, but not quite kissing. She lets her pheromone perfume wash over this man, toying with him…licking her lips for another lusty kiss.

The guardsgirl looks into Gage’s eyes with desire…and confidence, a teasing smile born from having the wrestler in her soft, seductive clutches…another victim of her winsome wiles.

She doesn’t see the headbutt coming.

There’s a dull crack as Gage’s forehead suddenly slams into hers. A sharp pain shoots between her eyes, dazing her. She yelps at first, her eyes growing cross, feet stumbling backwards as her arms release from around his neck. There’s a brief look of fear that flashes through her unfocused eyes, but Gage remains committed with adrenaline, fighting off her lusty temptations and throwing a hard right into her face.

The blow catches her off-guard and spins her on her pretty two feet – just as Gage planned. He quickly moves forward, wrapping his arms around her waist. For an instant, he’s thrown off as the euphoria returns with her immediate presence. Her lithe form pressed against his, her rear soft against his member…

He pulls her back and suplexes her against the ground.

He’s strong enough to flip her body mid-maneuver and send her slamming, hard, into the dirt. The ground forces the air from her stomach with a loud, “Oomph!” She bounces toward the ledge, sliding against the ground and…

There’s a moment when the guardsgirl realizes where her momentum is taking her. She scrambles for something, anything that may keep her from the precipice’s darkness, but her hand grasps seem futile. She reaches out to Gage, hoping…

The wrestler rolls backward with the suplex into a nimble crouch. He gathers himself just in time to see the guardsgirl’s pigtails disappear over the ledge.

Her piercing scream echoes throughout the chamber and against the walls of the precipice as she descends toward darkness below. The sound slowly fades as she is swallowed by darkness – leaving only Gage.

The lipstick marks on his face are all too present. His body is shaking. He strains to listen for some sort of sign of the guardsgirl’s well-being – no! He peers below into the darkness for any sign of movement.

Nothing.

She’s gone.

Gage – Condition: Normal

Robert, Gate 1

Robert’s adjusts his path to follow the blood into the colorful coral forest.

He swims quickly between the large rainbow stalks that glow and hum with life. On edge, he nearly has a heart attack when a family of small fish skirt out from sights unseen. He flounders, but recomposes himself, knowing that time is not on his side – not for Maria’s sake or his own oxygen levels.

Interestingly enough, Robert realizes that there’s already a path formed in the coral forest that the blood trail follows. It’s about a five-foot-wide narrow gap, but wide enough for him to maneuver through guided by the luminescent coral. He swims quickly for the next half-minute as the blood trail twists, turns and bends around the large stalks. The trail is one made by a proven sea creature, but for the land dweller Robert, finding the best ways around the stalks takes time…and oxygen.

The water bubbles behind him with a darting movement! Robert whips his head around…and sees nothing.

He stays on his guard for only a moment before pressing forward. Another half-minute of swimming, and Robert comes upon a most interesting sight…the blood trail disappears into the top of a coral stalk embedded into the ground. Unlike the others in the family, this coral is very wide and obviously much more hollowed out.

He tries to get a better view, but he nearly chokes on water when something floats upward into his field of vision. Not something, but a woman.

There’s a flash of rainbow light, and Robert is briefly bedazzled by the woman’s sudden appearance. He immediately notices her hair’s florescent hue matches the color of the various coral throughout the forest. He’s given little opportunity for more inspection as the woman takes advantage of the surprise and leans her mouth toward his face…

Breathy Kiss! Roll = 30. Success!
One Willpower damage. Robert’s Willpower is now 6. Robert can breathe underwater!

…and their lips connect. The soothing kiss overcomes the cool waters, stunning Robert as the woman presses herself closer to him. He feels her large, soft breasts press their warmness against his chest as she rubs them against his body. He can feel her smile against his mouth before her tongue coaxes itself through his lips. That’s when she truly clamps down on his face and latches herself to his body in a sensual hold.

Robert’s cheeks suddenly puff out when she exhales into his mouth. The action makes the young man grow light-headed – he can immediately tell that it’s not normal air that she’s breathing into him. He feels a slight panic before the substance soothes him from within and without, making his body feel immersed in a cloud instead of a deep, dark sea. He forgets himself and where he is, instead breathing – breathing! – through his nose to keep the kiss going for as long as it can…the fifteen seconds feel like a slow eternity.

The girl releases her embrace, sending Robert floating slightly through the water. His thoughts slowly return to earth as he finds realization dawning on him – he can breathe underwater! The dazing transfiguration wears off, and Robert’s thoughts return to normalcy as he focuses on the perpetrator.

Her lips never seem to stay one color. Slowly with the pace of the current, her mouth color shifts between different hues, starting at a fresh blue before fading into a solid, shimmering violent. She watches him with curious tribal markings scattered across much of her upper body.

That includes parts of her naked breasts, but not so much…her tail. Robert double-takes to find that this woman is indeed half fish – and that he was just kissed by a mermaid.

The coral mermaid slowly floats toward Robert, cupping her breasts between her hands. She sizes him up with her eyes, her tongue trailing over lips that fade into a passionate crimson red. Her crystalline blue eyes twinkle toward Robert’s lower regions before they gaze back into his eyes.

“Wasn’t that nice?” she asks. Her voice perfectly sings through the water, uninhibited by the sea. She slowly floats toward him. “That should make this much, much more enjoyable…”

Robert – Stamina: 7/7, Willpower: 6/7; Condition: Aqua-lung

Rom, Gate 2

Forgoing the key, Rom draws his silvered longsword and rushes at the flaring redhead…

Strike! Roll = 59. Failure!

..but the woman sees him coming with a confident smirk. She quickly smooches her hand and flips a hasty blown kiss in Rom’s direction. A flaming red heart goes sailing toward the hunter, but he maneuvers out of the way with a sideways roll. He nimbly lands on his feet, but unknowingly toward another villainous vixen…

Mind Stealer! Roll = 96. Success!
One Willpower damage. Rom’s Willpower is now 7.

…Rom rises to his feet for another attempt, but he’s suddenly grabbed from behind! He looks over his shoulder – and right into the smoldering gaze of a blonde in the revealing emerald garbs of an enchantress. Her ruby red lips twist into a smile as she catches Rom in her trap.

“Well then…what are you really into, stranger?” she purrs. Rom tries to move, but she stuns him with a quick grab against his lower regions, using her left hand to stroke his hardening member through his pants. “Let’s find out…”

The enchantress uses her other hand to guide his mouth to her glowing red kiss. The moment her lips connect, Rom begins to feel himself quickly fade into her mind-numbing kiss. He feels something like cool water slowly soothing his brain. His mind goes blank as thinking…thinking…suddenly grows…difficult…

Rom groans with pleasure before his eyes slam shut. The vixen smiles against his lips. She knows that she has him, totally blanked out and in her devious clutches…at least for the time being. She uses her lips to invade his thoughts and begin to use his deepest, darkest desires against him…

Choose an opponent from the bestiary that best represents Rom’s weaknesses/kinks.

Rom – Stamina: 6/7, Willpower: 7/9; Condition: Mind Fucked

(hertzez: Gotta watch out for that scaling Willpower damage )

Aki, Interlude

…not like this…

Step 5! Aki is Tempted. Disadvantage!
Roll = 100. Roll = 6. Success! Aki is no longer Tempted!

…not like this.

Fight-or-flight takes hold as Aki gazes weakly at the two succubi, knowing that the odds are against her. She sees the smoking succubus again draw on her hookah pipe – any more of that and she’s done for!

Fighting the sensations of the blankets, Aki eyes turn toward the end of the chamber. Mired in the seductive quicksand that is the silky coverings, the distance looks like a mile and feels even farther, but the rogue steels herself against the breathy sensations of the blankets.

Don’t go, the magicks seem to whisper. Come back! Come back. Come back…

She pushes herself toward the exit with her arms, dragging the rest of herself along the way. She withholds her pleasured gasps to haul her lower regions against the silk and seduction. The blankets kiss and touch and lick and breathe against all parts of her skin, massaging away her willpower. But she’s confident that she will overcome. The distance is half now. Not much farther…!

Relaxing Smoke! Roll = 53. Failure!

…whoosh. The sparkling blue hookah smoke rolls over her form like a fog.

Aki catches a dazing whiff before holding her breath from the stuff. She looks over her shoulder at the amused gazes of the succubi. They watch her, lazy and content with themselves. They’ll let the blankets and the smoke do the work for them and reap the spoils – just as they have with so many others…but not Aki.

The rogue looks ahead and holds her breath, slogging through her own desires. She wants to stop, to go back. To feel the kisses of the succubi. But a better part of her gets her through the terrain, across the blankets…and onto solid ground.

Aki surfaces from her temptations with a deep, deep gasping breath. She collects herself, rolling onto her back to readjust her bearings. The blankets were so impossibly soft, the ground is especially uncomfortable. But Aki lets the earth cradle her for just a moment as she clears her head, one breath at a time.

The rogue lifts her gaze toward the succubi at the chamber’s center. The hazy incense is palpable from this perspective, and she gazes through the lovely fog to see that they have continued their love-making, once again content with themselves as if Aki had never existed.

She lets her head slump back to the ground as another sound catches her attention in the other direction. The sound of another portal.

Aki – Condition: Normal

Zeal, Gate 1

Kalin – er, Zeal attempts to back away from the siren’s embrace…

Hypnosis check! Roll = 69. Failure! Zeal is still Hypnotized!

…and the psychic scampers backward with his power dampened. His back hits the treasure box behind him where the sound of the siren’s song is the strongest. The melody wraps around his mind…go back…go back…it urges him to return to her embrace. Zeal’s eyes once again grow glassy as he listens to the words from the treasure box, crawling on his hands and knees toward the sexy siren.

The blonde’s royal blue lips upturn into a smile before she begins to sing a song of her own…

Siren’s Invitation! Zeal is Hypnotized. Success!
One Willpower damage. Zeal’s Willpower is now 1.

…and from her mouth comes an enthralling melody with lyrics of an ancient tongue. Zeal doesn’t understand the words, but it doesn’t matter. Her voice pulls him closer, guides his eyes to her lips. He hallucinates – or does he? The siren’s form begins to shimmer and glow softly, and Zeal is drawn like a moth to the flame. She is absolutely gorgeous, and he feels he would do anything she said.

The psychic reaches the siren and slumps his head into her waiting hands. She slows her song to a stop, stroking his cheek before slowly, gently pressing her lips against his. The familiar feeling almost causes his throbbing member to burst. The embrace feels so, so right and so, so good.

He doesn’t even register as he is again pulled into the water.

The two sink together in passion, illuminated by the siren’s essence as she continues to kiss, and kiss, and kiss, smothering his will with her lips. Zeal nearly loses his held breath when she undoes his pants and grips his throbbing cock.

A part of his mind attempts to unlock itself from her disabling kiss…

Status Resistance! Zeal is Indecisive. Disadvantage!
Roll = 24. Roll = 96. Success! Zeal is no longer Disabled!

…and his psychic energy attempts to reignite his mind…! But as the couple sinks lower and lower in the water, and as the siren begins to master Zeal’s cock…is it too late?

Zeal – Stamina: 4/9, Willpower: 1/5; Condition – Hypnotized

William, Gate 1

The bartender matches the mage’s cold tone with a chilled expression of his own.

With his one good eye, he sizes William up, well aware of the mage’s encounter with the blazing redhead. Seeing the lipstick remains on William’s face brings a flicker of amusement to the bartender’s face. He looks back to his task of filling a flagon of ale.

“Cheapest place to sleep is out on the street,” he says without giving William a glance. “I’d reckon it’s getting around that time to start turning in, but don’t ask this lot.” He motions to his patrons. “Lot of them like to stay out way past last call, wandering the streets in hopes of getting lucky.” He smiles. “And in Metropolips, that happens more often than not.”

He takes the flagon and serves it to the orc that sniggered at William before. This time, the pea-green monster man doesn’t pay the mage any attention, focused more on the jokes of his dwarven comrade. The bartender looks back to William with a shrug. “The Luxuria’s hard to miss. Probably the biggest building in the city’s Worship District. You’ll have to cross town; just head west from here. You shouldn’t miss it.”

The barkeep takes another order from a nearby customer, leaving William with his thoughts.

William – Condition: Normal

Mark, Gate 1

Mark gives the double doors a good push, but they don’t even budge.

Pulling on them doesn’t do the Dragon Warrior any good, either. They feel completely solid, almost as if Mark’s pushing on a wall. He figures they may be locked tight, perhaps by a wooden bar on the other side – or even some sort of magic.

Mark turns away to survey the rest of the room. Just as he begins to mull at his options, he is startled by a sound to his back. A girlish giggle echoes across the foyer.

The dragon warrior quickly turns for any sign of midara, but he’s instead met with a curious sight. The double doors are still there, but the carvings on one of them – the right-most door – have disappeared. Instead, they are replaced by a large glowing pink heart that encircles a cryptic set of text:

Catch me if you can!

The text isn’t elegant. Rather, it’s playfully scribbled with pink magic onto the front of the door. The carving remains untouched on the other side.

Mark – Condition: Normal

Magnus, Gate 1

The nekomata’s face slowly shifts from guarded to something a little more playful…or mischievous, perhaps.

She lets Magnus have his say before dropping from her tree branch to the ground, landing without any sort of trouble. She saunters over toward Magnus.

“Nyah~…Antha doesn’t get too many visitors…” she says, closing in. “She’ll be so pleased – maybe she’ll promote me to Panther Guard once I bring her to you! How exciting…”

Her expression gets lost in her own daydreams for just a moment before she looks back to Magnus. She circles the bard, ducking under his raised arms and appropriating the arms and armor about his body. She spares him no expense; standing behind the bard, the neko presses her body against his and brings her lips to the young man’s ear.

“Nyah, I’m just going to have to search your…” She pauses to lightly press her paw against Magnus’ groin, prompting a light gasp from the bard. “…person for any weapons…”

Sneaky Search! Magnus doesn’t resist. Success!
Magnus is Drugged! (Scaling Stamina damage and Miss Chance. Miss Chance, current: Any evens 1-20 are misses)

Magnus, true to his word, holds still as the neko girl starts low with her search, patting the bard’s legs for any hidden knives or blades. She slowly brings her hands up his legs, drawing them closer to his groin along his inner thighs. She presses even closer feeling the bulge in his pants.

“What’s that there, nyah? I might need a closer look…” she teases before proceeding higher up Magnus’ body. She places one hand against the young man’s hip when…

Magnus winces at the stinging pain: A sharp jab to his neck.

He brings a hand to the spot and turns, stumbling forward and away from the neko girl. He sees her with a victorious expression on her face, holding up a single index finger armed with a sharp claw. She leans forward into a seductive pose. The cat girl runs a slow tongue across her smirking lips, knowing well what she just did to the young man.

Magnus tries to keep a steady eye on her, but finds himself more concerned with the warm, dizzying feeling seeping through his body. It starts at his neck and spreads, reaching his face quickly before spreading downward toward his groin. To his surprise, Magnus finds his member beginning to swell outside of his control!

It isn’t long before Magnus feels as if he’s had too much to drink. Coupled with his traveling exhaustion, the sluggish sensations cause the neko girl’s image to swim and falter before his own eyes.

“…whoops,” the cat girl sing-songs. “So sorry, nyah ~. I must’ve pricked you with one of my nails.”

She stands straight up with her hands to her hips, taking slow steps toward the bedazzled bard. “Nyah, seeing stars yet?” she teases. “Don’t worry, cutie…I’ll be gentle…”

Magnus – Condition: Drugged

Alan, Gate 1

Alyssa doesn’t answer Alan. Not immediately, anyway.

She instead bends low and brings a hand to Alan’s cheek, lightly caressing his face until her hand reaches the back of his head. She then pulls forward…

Inspirational Kiss! Roll = 29. Failure!

…but stops, seeing the wariness on Alan’s face. Alyssa considers pressing forward, but the memories of her earlier antics bring a soft, bemused smile to her face. She sighs and rears back, not breaking the light hold against the back of his head. A sympathetic smile matches the expression of her soft eyes.

“Don’t get too hung up on this ring,” she says. “If she loves you and you love her, a ring won’t make any difference. And if she’s anything like me…” There’s a flash of sadness in her eyes. “…a proposal is all about sweeping romantic gestures.”

Alyssa stands before turning back toward the crystal ball, idly polishing the surface with her finger. “Rini’s tricky,” she says. “It’s probably much easier for her to find you than the other way around.”

She shrugs with a sudden thought. “You could try luring her out with some sort of trinket. Otherwise, Rini’s been known to leave…a trail, I suppose. If you’re lucky, there might be tiny traces of her bubble gum that you could track to her location. But be careful: She’s not the only one that blows bubblegum in this forest.”

Alyssa turns back to Alan with a content smile. “Unless you need anything else, this is farewell, I suppose.” She winks. “I’ll be keeping an eye on you. I hope you find what you’re looking for.”

Alan – Condition: Normal

Kirito, Gate 1

Kirito gives the bed a mighty heave…

Play-On-Words! Roll = 100. Critical Success!
One Stamina damage. Dreamcatcher’s Stamina is now ??? Dreamcatcher is Pinned!

…and the frame crashes onto the Dreamcatcher’s pretty form! The beauty is flattened beneath the weight of the bed, which adheres to Kirito’s wishes despite the unpredictability of the dream. Better yet, the bed’s weight seems to have grown – at least, if the Dreamcatcher’s muffled objections are any indications.

She tries to push the bed off of her, but the frame doesn’t move. She’s trapped, it appears – for now at least.

Kirito – Condition: Normal

(I must say, Argaz, the way you narrate is getting better and better. I especially like the way you described the story)
With the portal in sight, Aki feels more relieved than ever. She just barely escaped with her mind intact, and thinking about it now, it was terrifying, how they are able to invade your mind with minimal effort. If this is only the passageway inbetween gates, who knows what else this dungeon has in store for her.

Aki took a moment to ease her panting, and after she steeled her resolve, she goes inside the portal.

What the....!


Startled, but not entirely surprised, Magnus attempts to get up. She said...something about...taking me to...her...but i...can not...allow he----

Feeling severe pain through his body, the Bard briefly throws up before collapsing once again.


It is...no use...


Magnus was never a particulary strong person. Sure, he could run and handle himself in a fight, but his body itself was always fairly lacking, which is why he managed to develop his diplomatic and music skills, while relying on weak magic for actual fights. His long journey, plus the effects of whatever she injected on him, however, were far too much.

Struggling to remain councious, Magnus stared the Nekomata in the eye, as defiantly as possible, ''Whatever you do...please...just let me see...your...quee...n....it is...impor...tant.......''


With this last breath, his consciousness finally slipped away.

Just moments before, Robert struggled to hold his breath but now he can breath underwater like there was air. Robert was stunned to see it was a mermaid that saved him. Until now, they were nothing more than myths to him. Robert eyed the mermaid head to....fin as he wondered about her intentions. Robert tries to talk to the mermaid. he does so slowly at first but then begins to talk like it was nothing. "Thank you miss. I'm in your debt. Hate to trouble you but have you seen a human girl being dragged here or a injured creature? I need to find them. I know the chance of that girl being alive are slim but I want to prevent more lives being lost."

Robert noticed the woman eyeing him. It was a familiar look, like a fighter sizing up an opponent but it seems her intentions may lean more in the erotic nature. As much as he would like to frolic around with a mermaid, he had a job to do.

YES! For the first time since participating in this bonerland of treachery, Gage managed to post an offensive maneuver. With adrenaline shooting to his toes, Gage fist-pumped the air with excitement.

But...

Where'd the temptress guard end up going? Did... Did I just kill her? Gage had thoroughly thrashed people before but, kill? He'd never think himself capable.

Regardless, he had to move on and see what the Labyrinth had to offer him. With a renewed vigor and a burning spirit, Gage moved across the bridge towards his destination. But as he felt the lipstick marks upon his face, a twinge of regret dampened his joy.

Can't let this ruin my focus. Hope she made out okay...

(I don't mind where I end up next. It was a good ass interlude!)

Rom melts into the kiss as his weakness is revealed and his thoughts lead to the image of a kiss succubus beckoning to him