<div style="text-align: center;"><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/wTi1zcRddck"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/wTi1zcRddck" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #400000">“Is everything ready?”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #808080">“Everything is in place, just as you asked Abaddon.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #400000">“Have the contestants been selected?”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #808080">“Mine have been.”</span><br/><br/>“Unfortunately mine have been as well.”<br/><br/><span style="color: #400000">“And their lots have been assigned?”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #808080">“Yes. They each know what they must do.”</span><br/><br/>“How will we be sure that they know?”<br/><br/><span style="color: #808080">“They’ll remember once they arise with the others. And if they’re wise, they won’t open their traps about their role in things lest they meet their demise sooner.”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #400000">“In that case, I suppose it is time to wake them up isn’t it?”</span></span></div><br/><br/>Inside of a large, cobblestone tower six contestants all lay in beds asleep. Two on a top floor coated in red, two on the next floor down coated in grey, and two on the bottom floor coated in white.<br/><br/>The top floor held large red tapestries and no windows to the outside. The room was lit by torches that gave off a foreboding red light, and on either side of the room was a bed, two in total that were placed so that they were facing each other. On one side of the room was a large wooden door leading to a staircase down with a red carpet leading to it, and on the other was a portrait of a large, fierce, and powerful looking creature in a gilded frame.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s19.postimg.org/7o16j10qb/abaddon.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>The participant on the left side of the room was a woman in an odd looking suit of metal armor. She was unarmed, and unconscious. In a similar state on the other side of the room, was a man clad in a white suit with a black tie. Also unarmed, he too was unconscious.<br/><br/>The next floor down was a room that had no decoration. It was bare floors, bare beds, and bare walls save for two bar covered windows that rested above the head of each bed. Like the room above it, it had a door on one side of the room and a portrait on the other. The portrait in this room held the likeness of a man that looked like he was barely into his twenties dressed in black with grey hair and pale skin. It was in a plain frame. This room was lit with the light filtered in from between the bars on the windows.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s19.postimg.org/qhmzg0yyb/cassius.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>On the left side of the room lay a man in simple garb. He bore a long trench coat the color brown, and a pair of odd goggles on top of his head wrapped around a hat. He lay in peaceful slumber along with the man across the other side of the room who was dressed like a clown. His blue and green striped outfit was a loud splash of color in the dull room, and a piercing white harlequin mask rested over the gent’s face. Both rested unaware of the other unarmed just like the people in the room above them.<br/><br/>The bottom floor was white. It held white plush carpeting across the floors, and each of the beds had white, plain comforters on them. The room was lit with a singular overhead light that seemed to be formed of some sort of ball of magical energy. This room held two doors straight across from each other. One led to a staircase going up, and the other to the outside. Just beside of the door leading to the stairs rested a picture of a beautiful woman in white with hair the color of snow.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/0f/2a/43/0f2a43b74479020dc3b770e2100ccf43.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>On the bed closest to the door leading outside in this room lay a man who appeared as angelic as the room’s décor itself, and on the other was a woman with brunette locks and an outfit of all black. Both were unconscious and unarmed just like the rest.<br/><br/>These were the participants of the first Blood Trial, and in moments they would embark on their journey. They were just waiting for the command to rise. A piercing, dark voice invaded each of the six minds at once, and they were awoken with two words.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #400000">“Wake up.”</span></span></div><br/><br/>The three divine beings stood outside in a row awaiting the participants to make their way to the outside.<br/><br/><a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=13118">@Ghaleon_Sericia</a><a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=111849">@Sojourn</a><a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=111159">@Blackmarket Salesman</a><a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=111995">@solitarycaffeinment</a><a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=111971">@Zwei</a><a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=109747">@The_Silence</a>