"the vibe in this room continues to switch back and forth between an air of spooky mystery and an air of...
1940's bath salts and down-at heel gentility?
Valmont raised his eyebrows quizically and sniffed.
"What's this?",he said,lifting the corner of the mattress."It looks like a....
lace work such as used to be employed to keep a teapot from going cold."
He examined it and saw in one corner a crudely drawn map which seemed to have been traced in blood.He tossed it over to his companion who....
caught it deftly, but was unable to make out the print, which had by now faded to nothing more than a rusty shadow.
"I feel that this is important", Valmont expressed, his eyes searching the paper as if he could will an answer to appear, when suddenly
Partyfiend - yeah - I sort of realized that I wasn't really playing as it was designed to be played. But the change seemed to make the resulting posts more flowing and sensible, providing a more cohesive story line that gave a greater opportunity for character development, setting and plot, (Can you tell I'm a teacher? :wink: ) making it in my humble opinion, a more challenging and interesting "game". If this is objectionable to anyone - I will certainly go back to the old method- I'm totally open. What do you think?
Let's see what the others say. I'm sorry for the interruption. I'll recap the last part of the story:
...his eyes searching the paper as if he could will an answer to appear, when suddenly
Lauzan jumped to his feet.
"Look Master!" he said glaring at the Comte,"this is ridiculous.Why don't we go home and leave 'em.Damsels in distress!!",he raised his voice somewhat,"I've had 'em up to 'ere."
Valmont cast himself down on the old bed and....
~(hmm... changing my game are ya??? Hmmm... ugh... ok, ugh... nah its cool!!!!)~
cried, because,as per usual, our hero was confused. There had been no damsel in distress lost in the woods - only disembodied voices and two newcomers, a fiend, and a crazy lady, who despite their threatening monikers, proved to be generous of spirit and very reasonable souls. The confusion continued however when the Comte attacked the
the case of brandy he had found when he felt it through the mattress as he flung himself on it.
Soon there was a party in full swing because their joint rendering of "She Stood On The Bridge At Midnight" had carried to an adjacent....
cabin populated by a practicing witch and her attendent warlocks who liked nothing more than to
spend a quiet evening in with the type of persons the Comte,and his faithful servant,had become due to their trying experiences with.....
wild things they had had to deal with in the past. Not surprisingly though, as the brandy flowed and the witches and warlocks mingled, the party atmosphere soon intensified. And when they took Simon and Garfinkle off the turn table and started spinning the Funkadelics - the Comte and his faithful servant found themselves
turning dizzy and giggly. They danced until they were near the bar- so refreshing the drinks- their feet began the rythym all over again, and they
found themselves forgetting all their trials and tribulations and turning themselves over to the music. The witches and warlocks, at first stunned by the intensity with which the Comte and his servant danced, soon joined in and
just as things were starting to get interesting the sheriff burst in and immediately our two heroes crashed through the back window and found themselves in a swifttly flowing river which swept them downstream towards the....
yawning black chasm at the bottom of the treacherous waterfall into which the river flowed. All seemed lost, and the Comte and his faithful servant were locked in their final embrace, sure they were facing certain death, when suddenly...
Lauzan saw a way out.
He....
old, mouldy piece of
