Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon
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				Title: <strong>Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>02-12-2009, 20:45:54</strong>
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				<strong>Welcome to the Haunted Dungeon…</strong> <br>where all of your worst nightmares begin…<br><br>(http://kikikat.wordpress.com/files/2009/12/dungeon.png)<br><br>Madame is sure you have seen a haunted house or two. She’s even heard of haunted mansions, but when was the last time you have seen a haunted dungeon? Exactly. Which is why Madame installed this, her piece de resistance! With authentic 15th century Spanish Inquisition devices installed, and her STAFF available to rattle yo…um…some chains for effect, Madame is sure the Haunted Dungeon will turn your hair white with fright.<br><br>(http://kikikat.wordpress.com/files/2009/12/dungeon-torture.jpg)<br><br>Important: Your experience here will vary, depending on who is assigned to attend to you. Madame has given all of her staff a judicious amount of autonomy in their play. Be sure you discuss things with staff before proceeding.<br><br>For attraction descriptions or more information on Madame’s Carnival, please visit the OOC Thread: http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=54197.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=54197.0)<br>To join in the fun, check the OOC Thread above, then go set up a profile in the Profile Thread: http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=54196.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=54196.0)<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 02:50:05</strong>
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				Michelle felt a rush of guilty pleasure as she climbed the steps to the double doors at the entrance to the attraction. She'd asked the attendant outside how much the admission was, and had been waved through with no reply. So... free, she assumed.<br><br>She jumped slightly as the doors slammed shut behind her, leaving her in near-total darkness. Nice effect, spooky already! She wasn't really sure how she'd see to find her way through the exhibit, though. <br><br>She couldn't hear anything but the drip of water, somewhere far distant, and her own breath. The interior was cold, almost uncomfortably so. Her nipples hardened and rubbed against her shirt with an annoying friction that she found a bit distracting. Really, as her mom kept pointing out, her breasts were too big to keep going braless. She'd have to grow up someday.<br><br>The girl turned back to check the way she'd come in for any sort of instructions on how to proceed. All she saw was a solid wall of shadow, not even the seams of the now-hidded door showing a bit of light. Sighing, turned around and took a hesitant step forward. <br><br>And froze. The sound of her breath, her footstep, and the water... was punctuated with something else. Was somebody in here with her?
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 04:24:07</strong>
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				As soon as the doors closed the vampire awoke. It was time to have some fun. Hopefuly alot of fun. He had little problem seeing in the dark and his newest visitor was a rather rediculously busty girl. In fact her nipples were hard. He found that rather curious. Was she just horny? Maybe. He was sure he'd find out. <br><br>She seemed confused. That was understandable He mused. It was dark and he had not yet bothered to light the doungeon up. She then suddenly seem spooked. Prehaps she thought she was alone. He snuck up behind her useing his stealthlike abilitys and gave her a small poke on her shoulder.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 05:47:23</strong>
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				Michelle shrieked and jumped away from the light touch. Her heart was flying in her chest as she whirled around. "What the hell?!"<br><br>She realized after a moment that the person who crept up behind her had to be one of the workers at the carnival. He was pretty good, scaring her like that.<br><br>"God. Sorry. You're really quiet? Are you like.... my tour guide?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 06:11:58</strong>
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				He laughed as she jumped away. "Boo." He said wondering if he'd get a reaction from that. He heart beat was racing and he could hear it. She truely was an easily frightened little thing. Though she was rather hot. He would enjoy this he was sure. <br><br>She seemed to relax slightly after a moment and a look of some kind of understanding came on her face. "I am rather quiet. I suppose it comes with the territory. I guess you could say that I am your guide." He said. It was a rather weird term for him. He was more like her slave driver if he was being accurate. She was at his mercy. He put his hand next to hers so she could take it. "Come with me. I'll get the lantern so you can see." He said and smiled even though she couldn't see it.
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 06:18:34</strong>
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				Michelle blinked. A tour guide who wanted to hold her hand? But this was all so cool! He was dressed up for the part and everything! And honestly, he was pretty hot in a very creepy way.<br><br>"A lantern? Are you serious? That's awesome! How long have you worked here? Do you know a lot about dungeons?" She slipped her little warm hand into his, her excitement clear in her bubbly questioning.
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 06:31:41</strong>
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				She looked rather excited he thought and chuckled. As he led her down the gray stone walled hallway he began answering he flow of questions. Her enthusiasm was nice he had to admit. For most it was going right to the messy torments but she actually wanted a conversation.<br><br>"Yep its really a lantern. It adds to the effect don't you think? This will be my 30th year here. I know quite a bit about doungeons actually." He had been a prisoner in one during his mortal life. He knew all about there uses of torture. She seemed rather happy to be walking and he was glad to answer a few questions.
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 06:34:22</strong>
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				"Thirty years? You're kidding! How old are you?" She squinted in the dim light, trying to get a better look at him. "Or wait, you're some kind of vampire, right? Nice job with the character." She laughed. "Thirty years. Sure. Hey, are there like.. torture things in here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 06:43:39</strong>
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				"Nope 30 years." He said as they approached a table. "Yes I'm a vampire." He said as he led her on. He snorted as she said character. He was a real vampire. Couldn't she tell? Her laughter pissed her off. He'd scare her more later he concluded.<br><br>"There are plenty of torture things in here honey." As they hit the wooden table with the lantern he lit it up revealing the room they were in. At the far end lay a cage and the walls were of a grayish brick polish. On the wall behind him lay a massive bloodstain. He had been unable to clean that up after one round he had gone through with a lippy girl.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 18:04:25</strong>
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				Michelle took in the room with wide eyes, smiling a little though the scenery honestly creeped her out to a small degree. She looked up to her guide and nodded towards the stain on the wall. "That looks pretty real! Nice job with that. Everything seems pretty realistic, not as cheap and cheesy as I thought it would be. Can you tell me about the cage?"
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 18:33:47</strong>
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				Shane smiled as she gave him the idea too get even for him saying he looked like he was wearing a costume. "Well everything is real down here. Would you like to go inside the cage? Its rather cozy." He said grinning to himself. <br><br>Hopefuly this would give her a little scare.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 18:48:07</strong>
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				Michelle bounced up and down, the hair clipped back from her face in little pigtails bouncing merrily too. She clapped her hands like a little girl. "Really? Can I? You're too cool!"<br><br>She almost hopped over to the cage, her eyes gleaming in excitement. "It even looks pretty real!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 18:53:22</strong>
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				Shane couldn't help it. He just had to laugh at her. She was so ditzy it was funny. "Go on ahead now. I'll close the door behind you so Its nice and realistic." He said intending to padlock it. "Yeah Doesn't it." It should since it was a relic from the spanish inquisition.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 18:56:21</strong>
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				Michelle nodded with a grin and stepped into the cage. It was about a foot taller than she was, and since she was pretty short, she knew that most full-grown men wouldn't be comfortable in here. She turned around in a slow circle, trailing her fingertips over the bars. It was wide enough to stand and sit down, though the only way she could lie down, even being so petite, would be in the fetal position. The floor was made of a solid slab of stone, and overhead, large iron rings, almost as thick as her wrists, were looped around the bars. She arched a brow. Those were probably meant to hold shackled wrists overhead.<br><br>She turned to her host and smiled. "This is neat. But pretty tiny. It would suck to be stuck in here for long."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 19:05:15</strong>
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				He followed after her as she examined the cage. She seemed rather intutive even if she was a little naive and ditzy. He quietly closed the door as she turned around and had it closed quickly locking it. He moved away and leaned against the wall with his legs crossed and he smiled at her.<br><br>"Yes it would." He said waiting for her to notice she was trapped.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 23:34:47</strong>
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				She lingered for a moment more, admiring the near-seamless iron bands that held the bars together. Someone had spent a ton of time making this cage. Even the smell of the cold metal seemed authentic to her. This one exhibit likely cost a fortune to put together!<br><br>The girl smiled shyly to her guide and reached for the door, her expression faltering for only a second as she realized the latch wouldn't budge. She shook the door subtly, just in case it was stuck, and smiled up to him. "Can you let me out? I think the door's stuck."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>08-12-2009, 13:53:34</strong>
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				He watched her examine the cage. Nothing like watching someone check out there own prison without fear and with curiosity instead. It was funny. She actually helped me lock herself in the cage. He chuckled a bit.<br><br>Her expression changed for a moment but he thought she got it. Then amazingly she asked him to let her out. She still did not get it. "I cant. I lost the darn key."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>08-12-2009, 17:35:21</strong>
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				She laughed because honestly that was her reaction to most things, scary, funny, unsettling, upsetting. The sound was dry, though, humorless.<br><br>"Well, go get a maintenance guy or something to get me out. I'm sure the other customers wouldn't want to see me locked up in here."<br><br>She was a little breathless as she rattled the door again. "Come on. I don't like little spaces."
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 00:09:36</strong>
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				"Its the only key Hun. I'll have to find it." He said playing dumb. The key was in his pocket. He barely stopped himself from snickering when she laughed.<br><br>"Well your not that tall. Just relax I'll find it soon. Want a good way to entertain yourself?" He asked planning on bring out his little box of plant like vines.
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 01:23:52</strong>
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				Michelle nodded emphatically. ANYTHING to keep the panic at bay from being in this tiny cage!<br><br>"Yes, please! Can you get me out of here soon? Call 911 or something!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 07:15:59</strong>
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				"Hummn ok. Dont worry I'll find that key." He opened the box and tossed it inside and chuckled rubbing the key in his pocket.<br><br>"Grow." He said and the vines sprouting and he awaited her reaction. This would be fun. He knew that for sure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 17:44:17</strong>
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				Michelle shrieked and immediately pressed herself against the far side of the cage. She clawed at the bars as if she could yank them free. <br><br>"What the fuck is that?!"
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 23:17:42</strong>
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				"Entertainment." He said simply and the fines rushed her form tugging on her arms trying to wrap them up. The word was a command and an explenation.<br><br>"Dont worry i'll find the key soon. Promise." He snickered and pulled it out of his pocket.
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 23:23:53</strong>
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				Michelle screamed in horror as the vines began wrapping around her, the somehow slick ropes of the plant gripping her and holding her in an unbreakable pose, her legs spread and her back arched to thrust her chest out. She screamed again as the vines began to pluck at her shirt and shorts, begging her guide now helplessly...<br><br>"Oh my god.. get this thing off me!"
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 23:42:34</strong>
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				"Sure sure. Let me just find the key." He tossed it up and caught it. The vines had her panties off now. The vines were starting to prob her openings and two carressed her breasts.<br><br>"Grow" He said and the vines thickened up and got a bit longer. They were now several inches thick.
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>10-12-2009, 01:53:01</strong>
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				Michelle screamed again, trying her hardest to pull away from the plant. "Oh my god, why won't you help me? Can't you see what this thing is doing?"<br><br>She shrieked as the vines finally shredded her shirt to pieces, baring her breasts and hard, pink nipples.
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 10:02:16</strong>
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				He laughed. "Cause you'll enjoy it." He simply watched as he played with the key. The vines wrapped there way around her perky breasts.<br><br>One of the vines had tossed her shirt out to him and he caught it chuckleing all the harder. They began shredding the rest of her clothing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 20:47:25</strong>
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				She screamed again, this time the words completely lost to her panic, and struggled as hard as she could against the grasping vines. They squeezed, almost carressed, her breasts, as a pair of tendrils began yanking at her little shorts. Tears showed on her cheeks as she tried to get away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 20:56:05</strong>
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				He laughed. She'd feel good soon of that he was sure as the vines managed to pull her shorts off. She was so flustered it simply made him laugh. "Come now relax. It will be fun." He clanged the key on the bars.
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 20:59:39</strong>
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				"Fun?!" Michelle screamed the word at him breathlessly as the vines continued to weave themselves around her. "Fuck fu-..." <br><br>Her voice cut off abruptly as the reaching tendrils finally managed to tear her shorts apart at the seams and bare her little pubis, barely covered in a pair of thin cotton panties, to her captor. 
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 22:05:42</strong>
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				He laughs as your voice is cut off. "Oh whats that? What were you trying to say?" He asked. His smirk rather cruel as one of the vines slipped inside her panties rubbing her outer lips.<br><br>He interprets your expression curiously.
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 22:10:29</strong>
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				She went silent for half a minute, only her gasps of panic and the brushing swishes of the twining vines breaking the quiet. As the plant began stroking her little slit, her entire body shivered in some uncontrollable force, her skin turning incredibly, hotly pink. <br><br>As the first little exploration between her lips began, the girl began screaming again.<br><br>"Please! Please, stop this! Please!"
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 22:21:33</strong>
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				The vine probes her gently proding her little hole. "Whats the matter. Do you really want it to stop?" He asked doubting she would. She looked like she was starting to want it.
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 22:36:08</strong>
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				She moaned frantically. Wetness stained her little panties, but she still fought just as hard for her freedom.<br><br>"Yes! Please, make it stop!"
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 23:11:15</strong>
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				The tendrail slipped gently inside after spreading her second set of lips&nbsp; just a bit about half an inch. Another one stroked her clit as the plant was well trained. Her force of will was impressive. She was resisting even the teaseing of the plant. He was sure she would crack later however.<br><br>"Come now doesnt that feel great?" He asked.
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 23:14:59</strong>
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				She moaned in response, the little touches and prodding quickly bringing a flush of arousal to her body. Her thighs were slick with wetness as she broke out into a glistening sweat of pleasure.
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 23:27:37</strong>
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				"Deeper." The word a command to the tendrail as it slowly goes in deeper to her body pushing into her vagina. Her clit was agressively worked as there master had trained them well. <br><br>"Oh I thought you wanted it to stop?" He said taunting her as she seemed incapible of requesting it anymore.
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 23:30:32</strong>
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				She screamed, both in pain and pleasure, as she was finally penetrated. She managed to shake her head to her captor, whimpering as she shivered and strained against the vines. "It... feels... good..."
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				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 00:18:50</strong>
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				The tentacle prods her gspot as it slips in deeper. Her clit is repeatedly played with as the tentacle is relentless in its assault on her senses. Another tentacle is now sitting at the base of her pussy collecting her juices that seem to be streaming out.<br><br>"Good girl. Do you want more?" He asked as he opened the cage. He beleived her to be in too much ecstasy to try and get away.
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				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 00:37:50</strong>
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				"Yes... please!" She could barely think, her entire body contorting and twisting in agonizing pleasure. The vines seemed to know exactly where to stroke, pinch, carress... Every little touch sent heat through her that couldn't be controlled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 00:46:55</strong>
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				He stroked her hard nipples as she moaned and writhed. The vines were trying to work her to climax. The vampire nibbled her neck intending to indulge himself in a bit. The third vine stroked her pale pink little anus. The vine was getting her ready to take her there now that it was throughly wet with her juices.<br><br>"Good girl." The vampire cooed between his teeth as he nibbled down her neck and stroked her breasts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 01:06:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She arched herself up against his touch, as much as she was permitted by the restraining vines.<br><br>"I am," she whispered as she began to writhe in pleasure. The little vine had found her last barrier, prodding at her ass with a persistance she couldn't deny.<br><br>She began to shiver in spasms as her climax approached. "A very good girl..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 01:20:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He strokes her cheek as his fangs get lower and lower down her neck intending to bite at the widest angle. The vine pushed inside her nether hole and she felt a light tapping on her cervex from the vine inside her seeing if she enjoyed the light pain that went with it. Her clit was gently squeezed by the gentle vine's touch.<br><br>"I wonder if you've ever had it before like this." He said between nibbles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 01:23:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She finally peaked, coming hard and almost violently. She clenched her eyes shut as the tiny pain blossomed in her neck, murmuring, "I've never had anything close..." as her spasms began to taper off.<br><br>A little puddle was collecting on the floor of the cage as wetness dripped from her thighs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 01:27:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The vines milked her throughout until slideing out and going back in the little box. He caught her from falling and put his fangs inside her neck gently sucking blood while she was somewhat disoriented. Her blood had a sweet taste too it and he fought not to take more then nessacary for there activitys.<br><br>"How did that feel?" He asked after he'd pulled his fangs out wondering if she was at least partial recovered yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 01:50:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle's eyelashes fluttered, her face pale though her flesh was fevered and her breath hot and fast. "That was amazing." Her words slurred almost like she'd had too much to drink and her eyes were still foggy and dreamy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 02:19:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled. "Are you new at this?" He asked wondering. His vines were good but she was acting as if she'd just gotten off multiple times. The drunkness in her voice made him laugh louder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 02:31:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"New at what?" <br><br>The warm numbness of her massive orgasm was creeping over her body, sending tiny tingles throughout her whole frame. And the euphoria of his nibbles at her neck added to the illusion of bliss.<br><br>"Ooooh... This. Yup. New." She smiled lazily, seeming almost ready to sleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 03:33:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Orgasming. You seem to be rather sensitive." He pointed out and watched as she looked rather blitzed like she was high. It was definately a bit new to her though not her first time it seemed as the vine hadnt had any blood on it.<br><br>He shook her gently. "Wake up now. What makes you think I'm done with you!" He said his voice authoritive
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 04:30:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle blinked quickly, his tone of voice alerting her that nothing was really as dreamy and cottony-sweet as her body wanted her to believe.<br><br>She looked about her in total horror, finally focusing on his face. "What.. is happening?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 04:34:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He rubbed her cheek seeing she looked rather freaked. <br><br>"Well now You came to the carnival and came in here. I'm too keep you entertained pretty. What did you think would happen? You would simply go to sleep and leave me unsatisifed." His voice was soft again as she was more alert.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 04:40:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What did you just do to me?" Her voice was roughened from all her screaming only a few moments ago. She suddenly realized she was naked, as well, as her wits cleared with a jar. "I want to go! Let me go and I promise I won't tell anyone what just happened!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 04:59:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked at her like she was nuts and sighed before wrestleing her to her knees. He was hard from the useing of such force however He'd hoped she would enjoy it.<br><br>"We just did something a minute ago! What is wrong with you?" He asked confused.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 21:25:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Th-that... plant! What is that? And did you.. bite me? This is crazy!"<br><br>She tried breathlessly to wriggle free from him, her arousal still very clear even in her panic.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 23:37:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let her up confused. Has she never been here before. "You came to the madem's carnival. Dont you know what goes on here?" He asked stareing at her. She was clearly arroused but he wanted this question answered first. He could at least explain the ropes to them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 01:35:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle shook her head quickly. "Never. I thought this was just like any other carnival?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 01:39:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed. She had no idea. The vampire began to explain. "When you enter an attraction you are at the tormeters'-aka me-mercy. So I can do whatever I want to you."<br><br>He quickly felt her up proveing his point.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 01:45:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shuddered against his touch. "You're serious? Um.. well..."<br><br>She turned her face away from him in shame as she felt the little cleft between her thighs grow wet. "You won't hurt me, will you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 02:34:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Vampire nods. "I'm serious."<br><br>He waited for her words and chuckled as he kept feeling her up. "Do you listen like a good girl?" He asks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 03:56:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She turned her face away, shivering against his touch. "Like a very good girl. What do you want me to do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 03:59:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Does the good girl now how to give head?" He asked glad she was cooperateing. His fingers continued to work to make her feel good.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 21:21:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded shyly. "I've done it a couple times." She closed her eyes in bliss as he fondled her still-sensitive body. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 03:13:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"On your knees then slut." He pushed her down. The vampire pulled his pants down revealing his hard cock from sucking her blood. He was ready for her touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 19:10:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle dropped immediately to her knees before him. She took just his head into her mouth, obedient but shy, and looked up to him for approval.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadowstrike2</strong> on <strong>16-12-2009, 00:56:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He rubbed her head like she was a puppy."Good girl. Keep doing that." He spoke. He Tilts his head back as she looks rather hot with me in your mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 21:45:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>Michelle has managed to escape from the Haunted Dungeon...Madame has re-opened the attraction for new visitors...</em></span></span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NotoriusBEN</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 07:14:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The light at the end of the tunnel was just in sight for Michelle. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her, the outside light was harsh and blinding as she reached the opening... just in time to fall through a trap door. The chutes twist and turn with bumpers flipping her down various different paths. Between bouts of terror and thrill Michelle's descent is reminicient of a Fed Ex distribution terminal or Wille Wonka's Factory sans Chocolate as she descends the slides.<br><br>After an inteminable descent, and just before the friction burns began to really become annoying, Michelle is dumped unceremoniously into a pile at the end of one slide. Dusting herself off, she noticed that the world seemed... off. The floor, walls, grass, everything looked pixillated... like those old video games from the eighties and early nineties, all 8 and 16 bit graphics worth of them. Taking in her surroundings, Michelle see's the only way forward as well as other people, in assorted clothes and costumes:<br><br><div align="center">(http://www.theicecave.org/damage_control/multimedia/persona4review07.png)</div><br>Before any greetings or questions a booming voice sounds from all around, "Welcome one and all, to the Greatest Game on Earth!<br>&nbsp;<div align="center"><strong>Dungeon Crawl!</strong></div> <br>Each contestant will choose a persona or class to become and battle, sneak, spell-sling, and possibly worse to climb their way out of the menacing maze of maurading monsters and creepy crawlies for the Grand Prize, Lasting Glory and Bragging Rights. But remember, failure to triumph over the obstacles will meet with a fate worse than death... Forced and shameful sex displayed on the massive jumbo-tron VideoScreen that can be seen anywhere in the Carnival and parts of the lesser Tri-County Area! Let the Games Begin!"<br><br><em>Before you enter the Dungeon, you must choose your outfit. To the right of the Entrance are several costumes of various colors and tastes, but they all fall within a theme of Warrior, Thief, Mage, or Sex Slave outfits. Even the Warrior outfits are rather... revealing in their designs. Good Luck! You'll need it!</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 01:52:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle was so shaken and still overwhelmed with a sense of non-reality that it took her several moments to absorb what was happening now to her. Her body still thrummed with prickling sensations that were entirely new and not exactly unpleasant...<br><br>She tried to be as quiet as she could as she crept around the rear of the gathering of people. Part of her urged her to start screaming for help, but after her most recent experience in this carnival, she wasn't sure if she could trust ANYONE. She quickly made her way to the rack of costumes, sure she hadn't been spotted, and grabbed the one off the rack that she felt would cover the most of her naked form.<br><br>What Michelle didn't realize was that the mage's robes she'd chosen were completely transparent, made of silvery-purple silk that revealed every detail and contour beneath them in certain lights. They draped to her toes, which made her happy as she slid on a pair of soft suede boots that reached over her knees. At least she'd be decently clothed for her escape.<br><br>Taking a deep breath, and still existing in a place of non-reality so intensely clouded she was relatively convinced this was all a dream, the girl took her place at the rear of the cluster of people and tried to be very still and quiet and unobtrusive. She HAD to get out of here.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NotoriusBEN</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 05:38:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, I see one of our contestants had the right idea and is chomping at the bit to win! Hurry up everyone, we dont want to keep her waiting!"<br><br>Michelle was singled out with venomous stares from the remaining girls and a few appreciative ones from the guys. Leaving her in the starting circle, the other contestants doffed their clothes and put on costumes. Warriors, Thieves, Mages, and even one girl that chose a Sex Slave outfit returned to join the agitated Michelle.<br><br>"Excellent! Everyone is ready! Now then, LETS BEGIN LEVEL ONE!"<br><br>The unseen audience cheers the group of would-be challengers and heroes. The applause and screams almost feel as if, indeed, the entire Carnival and the Tri-State area *were* watching them. The other contestants entered the black doorway and faded from view as they entered the Dungeon. Those in Warrior and Thief gear flexed muscles, rattled weapons, and performed an acrobatic trick or two before they disappeared into the doorway. Watching the Mages leave, Michelle saw them manifest displays of fire or ice to the crowd. Even the girl in the sex slave outfit posed with many provacative suggestions of fan service, to the crowd as it roared and distorted the speakers in the hallway at her display.<br><br>Michelle could feel arcane energy begin to pulse within her, it crackled and itched at her fingertips awaiting her command and even though she was still trembling from her recent experiences and abrupt change of scenery, she somehow felt that she had the Will and Knowledge to face what lay ahead.<br><br><br><br><br><em>Michelle has become a Mage! The raw energy of the cosmos burns and tingles (sometimes in naughty places) within her. Her abilities lie in conjuring spells to subdue her challenges and having a sharp mind to resist Mental Attacks. For simplicity's sake, she has 20 magic points that will replenish after about five minutes (just long enough to finish/fail a challenge. She can cast any spell, but more powerful spells cost more MP. <br><br>A Light in the darkness costs 1 MP, while a Fireball that could fell an Orc would be 5 MP, and a Blizzard to freeze a lake would be 20 MP.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 20:35:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				By most people's standards, Michelle was an airhead. She had enough brains to dress herself, operate a car, and look cute in short shorts. She'd never been the type of girl to show aggression or competitive tendencies at all; sports were pretty pointless for someone who balked in the face of growling females knocking each other out of the way over a ball. She was physically fit and therefore able to perform whatever tasks lay ahead, but on top of the already bizarre start to her stay in the dungeon, Michelle simply wasn't a competitor by nature in temperment.<br><br>She stared down at the sparks arcing from her fingers with huge eyes. Compared to being fucked by a giant Chia Pet, this was actually a welcome sight. She could shock the crap out of anyone in her way during her search for a way out of here. She took a deep breath, smoothed down her slinky robes, and stared ahead for what came next.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NotoriusBEN</strong> on <strong>25-12-2009, 00:02:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle took her first tentative steps through the portal and felt the oppressive black envelope her as she moved forward. Walking along, she could barely make out the corridor until finally pitch black was everywhere. She could not even see her hands in front of her face. Walking along, she began to wonder if she were not just a disembodied conscience floating forward through the blackness.<br><br>Then lights appeared. Lamplights and buildings of wood and plaster appeared through the dark. Michelle found herself striding on cobblestone roads in the nightlife of a town in the shadow of a massive castle. It's tallest spires, blended into the night sky, and only given away by the faintest light of a full moon. Thankfully, everythings seems to have returned to a real life resolution, nothing appeared blocky like the Starting Area.<br><br>"Round One is set, Heroes! Find your way to the top most spire of the castle, claim the golden chalice and escape with it to move on to Round Two!" the invisible announcer chimed, cheerful as ever.<br><br>Looking at the outer perimeter of the castle, Michelle is confronted by a massive wall, 25 feet high. Soldiers with crossbows and swords patrol the castellions on top and the foot of the wall, and pass one another at regular intervals. Gatehouses also break up the monotony of the wall, but guards stand and attention at the gates and do not look very friendly, doubtlessly, more soldiers are stationed inside the barracks of each. With a bit more searching, Michelle also notices a singular drainage ditch built into the wall, filth trickling out through riveted crossbeams that bar entance.<br><br><em>Michelles path is clear. Enter the castle and retrieve the golden chalice. First task however is how will she breach the outer walls... </em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>26-12-2009, 19:01:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle paced back and forth, gnawing her lower lip. She had some very serious doubts as to what she could accomplish here; however, anything was better than going back to where she'd started out in this place. The walls seemed impossible to breach and until she knew a little more about what the odd sparks encircling her hands could do, she didn't want to try out her new power on real people who could hurt her.<br><br>The ditch seemed like her most obvious path. <br><br>With a sigh, she edged up to the mouth of the drainage passage. The iron grate that covered it proved very sturdy and set deeply into the stone that surrounded it. The slime trickled with a foul stink between her boots, nearly making her retch in revulsion. The girl had to do something about that first. She could think if she was struggling not to be sick...<br><br>Fabric proved much harder to tear without a starting weakness than it did in the movies, she realized as she yanked on the hem of her robe. She split one seam nearly up to her ribcage before she finally got a little nick in the silk that allowed her to tear off a long strip to knot over her mouth and nose. The thin cloth did very little, but at least it filtered out some of the smell.<br><br>She eyed the bars over the ditch, flicking her fingers indecisively. She obviously had some kind of power in her hands, but what could it do? There seemed to be no better way to find out than this. Furrowing her brow, the girl laid her palms delicately on the grating near the top; the bottom of the mesh was left open a few inches, perhaps to allow small debris to pass out of the tunnel. If she could loosen the top, she could hopefully pry the barrier free.<br><br>Michelle bit her already-raw lip and closed her eyes. She focused on something like heat in her hands, envisioning it flowing from her fingertips and into the cold iron. She yelped softly as sparks crackled from her hands, instantly blowing away the tops of the bars where they met the stone in a neat, half-inch wide slice. The sound alarmed the guards of the wall, who immediately began to move to investigate. She could hear their boots on stone and the hushed orders they exchanged.<br><br>She jerked the grate down and dove into the tunnel. It was tall enough for her to move forward while bent at the waist; there was no way she was going to crawl here! She heard voices behind her as she moved as fast as she could into the tight, black, foul space. Her breath was ragged, gagging pants as she forced herself onwards. <br><br>Twenty steps into the ditch, Michelle ran directly into a wall. She stopped, tears of frustration and revulsion soaking the ragged mask she wore. The guards were close behind her and she had no idea what to do now. Only the flickering sparks on her hands provided light, and that was too dim to show her anything but a stone ledge slicked in filth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NotoriusBEN</strong> on <strong>26-12-2009, 20:08:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle seems granted some respite, as the guards mill around the entrance of the ditch, clearly, they are as repulsed as she was to enter the foul tube. Eventually, two GUARDS man up and and take their first tentative steps into the drainage tube. Shields and spears raised as they slowly moving into the darkness. <br><br>"Hey, I think I see a light up there!" The lead GUARD proclaims and now strides with confidence toward the known quantity, his flights of midnight fancy temporarily abated.<br><br>In the brief moments of sparkling arcane light, Michelle can barely make out as the tube continues to the left and right of her position. Her arcane enhanced intuition let her see that more of the filth was coming from the RIGHT TUBE, more than likely it led to the castle cisterns. The LEFT TUBE was considerably dryer, possibly an outhouse near the inside of the castle wall.<br><br><em>Michelle has 15 MP remaining from spending '5 MP blowing out the grate with FIRE'. The GUARDS are ALERT in their search of the noise Michelle caused.<br><br>Three choices are presented to Michelle: The LEFT TUBE, the RIGHT TUBE, or to FIGHT back the way she came.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>18-02-2010, 22:46:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle would have taken a deep breath for courage if the stink wouldn't instantly make her vomit. Instead, she flicked her hands to try to extinguish the sparks, leaving her the cover of darkness as she set off to her left.<br><br>Her heart raced unevenly in her ribcage as she struggled to be quiet, sliding in dank filth and nearly throwing herself over on her face as her boots provided almost no traction in the slime underfoot. She could hear movement behind her but had no accurate way of knowing if her persuers were even heading in the same direction she was; all she could do as she blindly staggered along was hope she was heading in a sensible path.<br><br>The farther she went, the easier she found it to breathe. The sludge was starting to dry up as she covered twenty feet or so into the tunnel. She almost felt optimistic now as she picked up speed, half-running in the dark.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NotoriusBEN</strong> on <strong>19-02-2010, 07:47:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				{Khross is ON DUTY}&nbsp; &lt;----((should have been adding these to my posts))<br><br>The immediate darkness shrouded Michelle's escape from the GUARDS. While their commotion could be heard throughout the tubes, it seemed that their voices were growing fainter. <br><br>After an indeterminate distance of goose stepping, Michelle came to the end of the tube. Opening into a sizable room, it was indeed the insides of an outhouse, luckily there were steps carved into the side to allow her easy stepping to the door above. With a quick look she was outside, between the outhouse and the castle wall. <br><br>Glorious, sweet, fresh air filled her nostrils as she surveyed the surrounding courtyard. The entrance plaza of the castle had statues of various shapes and sizes adorning the sides of the road to the front doors. Sheer, dark shadows splayed across the ground and could possibly hide someone near a statue until she darted to another and up the front steps. Another path covered in the trees of a forest garden led around the side of the castle to the rear and possibly another entrance. The commotion has not yet died down from Michelle's fiery entrance and GUARDS patrol in twos and threes all throughout the castlegrounds.<br><br>Michelle's arcane intuition tells her that after a couple of minutes surveying the GUARDS patrol, more of them seem to patrol the STATUE ROAD than the GARDEN FOREST.<br><br><em>Dousing the sparks cost 1MP.<br><br>Michelle has completed the task of getting inside the castle walls!<br>Magic replenished to 20/20 MP.<br>The GUARDS are ALERT in their search of the noise Michelle caused.<br>The GUARDS are on PATROL.<br><br>To approach the castle, Michelle can take the STATUE ROAD to the FRONT DOOR, -or-<br>the GARDEN FOREST and possibly find an entrance in the BACK.<br><br>Remember your magic. Greater effects cost greater amounts of MP. </em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>27-02-2010, 06:17:14</strong>
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				<div align="center"><em><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">[Game has been ended due to inactivity...please contact Madame should you wish to continue]</span></em></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NotoriusBEN</strong> on <strong>28-02-2010, 07:02:02</strong>
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				{ON DUTY}<br><br>((Just received a confirmation from Kit. Gnerdygirl and I are still using the Dungeon.))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gnerdygirl</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 23:02:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Michelle relished the fresh air but her pleasure in it was very short-lived. Being out in the open meant being away from the stifling tunnel and the stink, but it also meant exposure to more eyes and ears. She stripped off her makeshift mask and balled it up in her fist, turning immediately for the wooded path that lead to the rear of the castle.<br><br>To her reasoning, this way she had at least darkness and lots of hiding places. The path was longer and less direct, but she felt safer with some sort of cover. Her thin boots slipped on the mossy stones of the path but she was quick as she jogged into the trees; in half a minute, she'd tucked her useless, filthy mask beneath some leaves by the side of the way and ducked off into a stand of rhododendrons to collect herself.<br><br>She wasn't the outdoors kind of girl, nor was she known for her smarts of reasoning. As Michelle forced herself deeper and deeper into the slick greenery, she tried hard not to think too much on her situation. She knew how easy it would be to panic now and exactly how hard it would be to live down any failures. <br><br>She hissed as rough twigs caught at her clothes and skin and tore at both; all she could really hope was that in this minature forest, someone had the presence of mind to cut back the briars and poison ivy. In a few minutes of blind staggering, she'd torn herself a path through the thick trees and back around to the flagstoned walkway that cut through the forest, but perhaps one hundred yards or so farther along than she'd been. She wasn't sure if she'd managed a shorcut or not but hoped that maybe she'd evaded eyes that would be watching for her.<br><br>She crossed her arms, chilled in the cool night, and took in her surroundings critically. The castle blotted out the moonlight another two hundred yards up ahead; it was a relatively short distance to reach it. The forest was completely silent, but for the rustling of leaves. She wasn't sure what to do since it didn't sound like she was in immediate danger. What she wanted most of all was to be out of this fucked up situation, but in a pinch she'd settle to not be so filthy and bleeding from so many little scrapes. <br><br>With a sigh, Michelle turned towards the castle and began creeping slowly towards it. Hopefully on the way there she'd find some clean water, maybe a little stream, and could wash up just a bit.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NotoriusBEN</strong> on <strong>05-03-2010, 16:14:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was just as well that Michelle moved quickly through the garden forest. It seemed as if every twig, vine, and thorn reached out to pop under foot, impede her progress, or snag her robe away. It felt like the forest would snatch her up any moment until she broke through to the flagstone walkway. Even as she walked the flagstones, the branches themselves would catch on her clothing or hair, but when Michelle turned to see, nothing but an empty walkway met her.<br><br>The flowers along the walkway were in many vibrant and clashing color combinations, some were even luminecent. Blue and red swirls, green and purple pinwheels, orange and yellow stripes. Such exotic flowers exuded equally exotic fragrances, almost as intense as if Michelle bit into a fruit. Along with the delicious smells, Michelle began to feel... hot... flushed even. Her cheeks blushed scarlet and a familiar ache crept into her chest and abdomen.<br><br>Along the edge between the forest and the castle, a small servant's entrance was found. It might have been overlooked save for two guards standing on either side of it. A small yard was cut away for the growth of several herbs and spices, but the trees, flowers and brush were thick enough to hide someone roughly 20 yards away. As soon as Michelle spotted the door, it burst open! A man with a butcher's cleaver was chasing a chicken to the amusement of the guards as it ran straight towards Michelle!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Haunted Dungeon</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>22-05-2010, 04:50:01</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Michelle has escaped the Haunted Dungeon. This attraction is now open.<br><br>Thank you<br>~Madame Saru</span></em></span>
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