THE ELECTRIC CASTLE [game]

There are a few rules to this thread.

1) First rule of the Electric Castle: There is no Electric Castle.

2) There will be no off posting comments on this thread. All comments will be in character. If you have something to say, say it in character. I wil delete all posts that do not follow this rule.

3) Don't acknowledge or create things that the narrator/dungeon master ( = me) has not yet created or acknolwedged. If you really want to add something to the scene, ask me via PM first.

4) When you post, state your character's name first, then go on to describe your actions and thoughts. Do what you will, but be reasonable and fair to the rest. Try to post so that you can keep up with the rest of the party; I'll kill off your character if you're too far behind.

Now, you're wondering: What is the Electric Castle?

You will deduce this fact soon enough, considering I stole this from Gamingforce. Basically, it's a game of Dungeons and Dragons without all that dice rolling stuff; you hit and enemy and they die, nuff said.

I will loosely base it on the seminal album "Into The Electric Castle," but I'll end up making up stuff more often than not. I do have a storyline planned out though, and we'll see how far we get.

Dungeon away!

Choose thy character, mortal!

(Choose a character for your game. I'll add more if more people want to play, but don't join if you aren't going to stay in this for the long haul. PM me if you want a temporary role. Post a paragraph about your character - in first person, see the rules - and create your personality. If Gamingforce is any indication, the more fun, interesting and detailed your character is, the better off you'll have when writing the rest of this game)

Alabath the Lyzerd

Habard the Kniggit

Nort the Sage

Gort the Beastie

Mr. Tom the Magnificent

Scary Bob the Effeminite

These are the pre-made characters; you are free to create your own names and roles.

Good morning gentlemen. I hope I am not interupting your little tea party, but we have work to do. Who am I? Well if you must know I am the fierest of my kind, an expert swordsman capable of killing anything with a single shot. And I always get the job done. They call me Alabath, Alabath the Lyzerd.

I am not your plaything.

*sulk*

I am not your toy.

*stare*

I am not your friend, your foe, or your *boy*.

*dance, prance, and dance some more*

Where's your pickle?

*sulk*

Where's you pride?

*stare*

Where's your bich? Who's your bich? I want to know!

*throttle and stow*

- An excerpt from "The Life and Times of Scary Bob the Effeminite"

I'm a priest, and I enjoy healing people! I've been a catholic for as long as I can remember, and I'm a creature of habit, so I enjoy the body of Christ. My parents had the foresight to name me Peter File, as they knew that I would want to become a priest when I grew up, as even at a young age I loved healing people. I also enjoy tender loin steak; the rawer the better.

Now where's some young undead that I can brutally heal?

CRACK!

The sound awakes the travellers; it is the sound of a deep, almost alien explosion. It startles those who hear it.

Where, where...where are we?

You look around. Only a small room with a single door. The walls are black...almost shining from a nonexistant light source.

And, suddenly...a voice begins to speak.

Welcome! You have entered the cranial vistas of psychogenesis. This is the place of no-time and no-space.

Do not be afraid, for I am merely the vocal manifestation of your eternal dreams. I am
as water, as air - like breath itself. Do not be afraid.

Look around, but linger not. Where I lead you will follow. Mark these words well. Ignite my anger with your delay and punishments will come your way.

You are eight souls of the flesh, chosen from different eras ancient and modern. The trivia of your mortal lives is unimportant to me... Indeed, some may die...

You have a task: to release yourselves from this Web of Wisdom, this knotted Maze of Delirium,you must enter the nuclear portals of the Electric Castle!

And then, the voice is done. Its sound echoes off the black walls.

You look at the doorknob. Someone...is going to have to open it.

*stare*

*glint*

*spazz*

What the hell's was that!?

- An excerpt from "The Life and Times of Scary Bob the Effeminite"

If you please, I have job to do. I did not come here to be playing around you know.

*Removes a parchment from under his coat. Reads it once and replaces it.*

I know my guy and I'm going after him

I twisted my neck...

Gave a slight of a shiver.

Took a good look a round,

And did like a slither

From tither to hither.

*spazz*

*stretch*

I wrenched the doorknob twisted.

Or was it twisted the doorknob wrenched?

Those cowards wouldn't do it, so my freaking choice!

Then I got a kick from myself,

and leapt to the side on the floor.

*seizure*

- An excerpt from "The Life and Times of Scary Bob the Effeminite"

"Yes, I closed it!"

The door opens slowly.

Within it glows yet another room, but this one is blue, not black. It also contains a light source - a single torch, lit ablaze. In the middle of the room stands a single podium, with words escribed on it.

There are two doors behind the podium: one red and one yellow.

Then Bob closed the door. Apparently.