<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=83452.msg3724220#msg3724220">Quote from: MadPanda on 05-10-2010, 00:06:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The image on the door shifts and shimmies, almost as if it's trying to change while being watched.<br/><br/>The door swings wide with an ominous, rusty creak...but no answer comes from inside.  Peering in, Scott finds the place empty...entirely empty.  No sinks.  No mirrors.  No stalls.  No Doctor Munigant.  Nothing but some rather fresh looking red paint one one wall, coppery scented graffiti that declares<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">U R NOW LEEVING CHEZBORD ZIRO</span></strong><br/><br/>and below this, in smaller lettering<br/><br/><strong>Prss "Any" key<br/>or doo nuthing<br/>2 kontinu downz</strong><br/><br/>Well.  That's helpful.<br/><br/>Closer attention to the symbol gets less painful after a few moments, but it remains generically unpleasant and unsettling.  It might be a magic circle or something, of the sort medieval daemonologists might use to contain something big and nasty.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Deacon cames back over when he hears the door creaking open. Looking inside he sees...well not what he had expected. "Now that is odd, you would expect to see a toilet at least." Deacon walked in and looked around, reading the words aloud, "You are now leaving Chessboard Zero?"<br/><br/>He looked down and continued, "Press 'Any' key or do nothing to continue downs?" He looked back over his shoulder at Scott. "I've seen this trick before. She probably shimmed out a window or something. Trying to scare us straight, you know? I'll bet she had all this set up ahead of time. Magic is just preparation and timing."<br/><br/>He dipped the tip of his pinky into the paint and tasted it...