Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors
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				Title: <strong>Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>02-12-2009, 20:43:23</strong>
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				<strong>Welcome to the Hall of Mirrors… </strong><br>I spy with my little eye...something wicked this way comes…<br><br>(http://kikikat.wordpress.com/files/2009/12/hallofmirrors.jpg)<br><br>It is always fun to see a different side of yourself, is it not? Some make you short, some make you fat, some make you ridiculously tall! The Hall of Mirrors is sometimes the silliest attraction at Madame’s Carnival. However, do be careful in here as well, as what you see is not always what you get!<br><br>(http://kikikat.wordpress.com/files/2009/12/hall-of-mirrors-prague.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: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 04:32:52</strong>
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				~entering hall of mirrors~<br>Reggie had expected someone to be taking tickets at the entrance of the house of mirrors. When he found the garish archway leading in abandoned he peeked his head inside. There wasn't much to see, just a short row of mirrors in a dimly lit black corridor. Unseen light sources reflected off the ceiling and caught everything except the mirrors in a state of perpetual shadow. The narrow hallway took a quick turn out of sight so it was hard for him to judge just how expansive the attraction was. A shiver ran up his spine and he wished there had been an attendant. At least somebody to tell him what to expect.<br><br>He stepped into the hallway hesitantly, pausing as he broke the threshold. A half smirk crept onto his face as he tried to pass off the feeling of unease he had. Screwing up his courage he focused on how it was just another lame carnival attraction. The face in the first mirror wasn't gonna pop out at him and say boo unless he did.&nbsp; With increased resolve he began to walk past the first row of mirrors in the entry hallway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 05:15:56</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty]<br><br>The demon smiled lopsidedly as she watched the hooded man enter the Hall of Mirrors. A quick shift of reality and she appears inside the Hall of Mirrors, just a pair of disembodied eyes and lips, floating in the dark space above the mirrors. The mirrors appear to be your standard carnival fare, warped and bubbled in order to change the shape of the reflections, however a few of the mirrors appear to be different, only a closer look would give more detail...
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 05:49:27</strong>
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				"Mmm, guess I should lay off all the pizza." Reggie chuckled as he patted his belly, his squat and rounded reflection following suit. He walked to the next mirror easily, his caution from earlier forgotten. To his surprise, this mirror didn't seem to be distorting things at all, although his reflection was crisper than with the others. His mirror self's hood was pulled up and hands in his pockets as it should be. Was something wrong with this mirror? He took a closer look, his face hovering inches away from the surface as he tried to tell if there was some slight distortion he was missing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 08:16:27</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty]<br><br>The mirror image seems to only reflect shadows, instead of light, making the dark shine, and the light an inky blackness. Reggie's face illuminates in the mirror, hidden beneath the endless blackness of his hoodie. A pair of eyes may be seen in the top right corner, black orbs with no face shining in the brilliant silver of the deep darkness. The Negative Mirror continues to contrast even further, the inverse colors beginning to flare painfully bright in the dark of the Hall.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 22:46:16</strong>
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				"Whoah there!" He startled back, nearly hitting the wall behind him before catching himself. This place had some impressive special effects for a carnival. Impressive and quite bone chilling. The eyes in particular caught his attention and made him quickly move on to the next mirror. He avoided looking towards the dark end of the hallway as he stepped on, the image from the mirror still stick in his head.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>06-12-2009, 05:51:46</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty]<br><br>The next few mirrors all seem to be the usual warped glass mirrors, one that makes you bulbous, one skinny, and one with a bubble in it about head height, making your face look like its been inflated like a balloon. After that however, appears to be a mirror that is framed. The only framed mirror so far. Inspection of the mirror gives you a creepy feeling, as this mirror reflects everything normally... The eyes can barely be seen in the left side of the mirror, feminine eyes of a violet hue, watching your every move.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>06-12-2009, 22:14:10</strong>
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				He had almost been ready to walk past the framed mirror when he caught sight of the violet eyes staring down at him. The creepy sensation wasn't the eyes but how they followed him. Reggie stood still to give them a curious once over. Then he tried shifting just a step. The eyes followed him. Now that was impressive, and enough to throw a tremble into his voice. <br><br>"Nice eyes, I'd love to meet their owner sometime. " Reggie waved his hands in front of the mirror, trying to figure out if they were being projected onto it from somewhere else.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 00:31:22</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty]<br><br>Reggie's hand's reflection goes over the eyes, proving that the eyes are floating behind him somewhere... now joined by a pair of lips, lavender and grinning amusedly. A disembodied hand appears in the mirror's image, thin and feminine, and moving towards Reggie...
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 02:17:48</strong>
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				Reggie didn't' even blink as his heart skipped two beats. "Mphf," was all he could get out as his waving hand froze just below the reflection of the eyes.&nbsp; There was something frightening reflected in the mirror, and as he stood spellbound, he realized it was now behind him. As the hand crept closer Reggie slowly reached back with his own hand. With building fears nibbling at his consciousness, he hoped his hand would meet nothing more than a floating plastic prop. Yeah, thats what the hand had to be, a prop.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 02:31:22</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty]<br><br>Reggie feels backwards, groping for the oncoming hand, only to see it disappear just as it is about to touch his fingertips. A soft brush of warm flesh strokes his cheek however, a matching hand appearing in the mirror, lightly running its fingertips down his jawbone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 04:55:39</strong>
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				Did that hand just...vanish? Reggie saw the shiver ripple over his skin in the mirror. Maybe...maybe the touch on his jawbone was no more than jets of air. Just carnival tricks. Nevertheless, a surge of adrenaline coursed through him.&nbsp; His legs tensed as he considered running out now. Right, he could see the video of that up on youtube now.&nbsp; "Hey, good, good trick. Don't need to go all out on, my account." He finally tore his eyes from the mirror, hoping to catch sight of whatever was touching him directly<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 05:56:06</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty]<br><br>The hand is nowhere to be seen, but the reflection of the hand waves its fingers at you playfully. The lavender lips are grinning widely, just before the hand starts to make gestures... Two fingers, simulating a walk, then a point down the corridor of mirrors, leading deeper into the attraction...
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 06:26:03</strong>
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				Reggie waved back automatically before dropping his hand back to his side. A furtive glance down the hall didn't reveal anything scarier than what he had already seen. But even so, the corridor took that turn and it was hard to tell just what to expect. He remembered what the end of the hall had looked like in that first shadowy mirror and a renewed sense of fear inched through his thoughts.<br><br>In the end he chuckled to himself, trying futilely to laugh off what he had just seen. With a stoic face he continued further down into the hall of mirrors. What choice did he have not to? There really was no sense in arguing with a disembodied hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 06:44:33</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty]<br><br>The hallway continues with the regular carnival mirrors, before opening up into an octagonal room of mirrors. The room appears bright, for the light in the room bounces from one mirror to the next, unable to escape except through the open entrance to the corridor leading to it. Even the floor and ceiling are mirrored, almost looking as if through a pair of portals from that one computer game everybody raved about...
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>08-12-2009, 02:34:04</strong>
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				'This is a little more like it' Reggie thought as he stared up at the ceiling of the mirror room . The sudden shift in perspective made him nearly lose his balance. As he stared up he clearly saw where he was walking. He couldn't shake the feeling that if he jumped just then, he would somehow be falling. His stomach rumbled as he circled the room. He should have eaten before coming in he thought, but the booth he had visited was out of its advertised treat. Eager to move on he hastily headed for the rooms exit "Well, speedy thing in, speedy thing out as they say. "
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>08-12-2009, 03:33:34</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty]<br><br>As he turns around, he sees infinately other Reggies turn with him, looking for the way out. 7 of the 8 walls all show reflections of Reggie, and the eighth shows a reflection of Reggie and a pair of violet eyes, floating over his shoulder. There was no sound of any closing doors, or glimpses of glass sliding in place. The mirror with the floating eyes doesnt reflect infinately like the others do... Reggie is re-reflected, but the eyes only appear on the one pane of glass. The eyes watch your every move, nothing hidden because of the other 7 reflections.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>08-12-2009, 03:48:07</strong>
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				Not finding an exit it took him a moment to realize he couldn't even find the entrance again. As he spins around he notices the eyes and sighs. "You again huh. You got me into a troublesome place you know..." He speaks in a friendly, conversational tone as he considers whether to approach the strange mirror. "Don't suppose you can tell me how to get out of her. And if you mime 'bawk like a chicken' it ain't happening Eyes" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>08-12-2009, 05:19:40</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty]<br><br>The peels of soft giggles pour forth from all around the room, lavender lips appearing on the ceiling mirror smiling widely. A gentle, sensuous voice replys "Troublesome place? This place is only as troublesome as you want it to be... And I COULD show you out of here, but what fun would that be?"<br><br>The disembodied hands appears inside the mirror facing Reggie, the image sliding down and appearing to untie Reggie's reflection's shoes, but the feeling of tugging down at his feet seem to be rather realistic....
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 04:05:01</strong>
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				From the look of shock on his face he hadn't been expecting that response, much less its feminine tone. "As troublesome as I want... huh?" His voice cracked with a trace of genuine fear now. He forced himself to gulp down a deep breath of air and focus. That voice meant there was a human operator for this attraction. Maybe he could talk his way out of the mirrored cage and get out of this psychotic house of mirrors faster. "Well... in that case, this mirror dome isn't all that much trouble is it?"<br><br>He shrugged his shoulders and favored her with a smug nod of grudging respect as he felt the tug from his shoes.&nbsp; "Untying my shoes so I'll trip? Decent trick but I can just lean down and tie them back up," Reggie bent down with an exaggerated movement to check on his shoelaces.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 11:15:33</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty]<br><br>She had indeed tied Reggie's shoelaces together, the intricate problem here lies with the fact that she tied the shoelaces of the reflection to the shoelaces of his real shoes... And the knot lies on the other side of the glass. Mischievious giggles appear from all over, a yank by a floating hand pulls the reflection of the hoodie's hood back, unveiling his head. The other hand pulls down the reflected hoodie's zipper, opening it up.<br><br>"The Infinate Room isn't alot of trouble at all... Me on the other hand....."<br><br>The lips smooch Reggie's reflection, lavender lipstick appearing on real Reggie's cheek after the feeling of a soft pressing of warm skin. The eye's wink at Reggie, his shocked look amusing her to no end.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>10-12-2009, 04:26:55</strong>
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				It took Reggie a full minute to realize the extent to which his shoes were tied. Most of that minute was spent as his mind had to think around every law of physics he ever learned (which was only two or three to be fair).<br><br>"Whoah," A thrill ran over his body as he felt the press of lips on his warm cheek. Ordinarily he might not have had that reaction but adrenaline was coursing through his body by that point. All his nerves were on edge and ready for something to happen. "Maybe...maybe no more of that miss, after all I'm probably not your type. I'm embodied you see ,or ermm, not disembodied." He was stumbling over his words, his hair falling down beside his eyes as he stared down at his shoes. He would have preferred to pull his hoody back up but he guessed if she wanted it down, thats where it was staying.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>10-12-2009, 04:38:58</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty]<br><br>"Hmm. I am playing a bit hard to get..." she mumbles softly to herself. The hands and lips move across the mirrors, positioning themselves into a vaguely human position. As if being focused in a blurry camera lens, the rest of Ophelia appears, fuzzy and blurry soon becoming sharp and crisp, the image of a young looking, pale skinned woman with white hair and violet eyes. The lavender lips still grin mischeiviously as she speaks again. "Does this make things better for you, silly plaything? I am just as embodied as you are. Hehe." She strikes a pose, petite hands on her shapely hips, yellow sunflower patterned corset tightly bound to her curves.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>11-12-2009, 06:17:54</strong>
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				A nervous sort of smile crossed his lips as he tried to figure out what he was seeing "Oh, yes, much better. Erm, I mean comparatively." The appearance of the striking mirror woman had thrown his terrified mind off track. He stuttered and tried to think on his feet."Ahh, I ain't a good plaything though, see?"He tried to walk forward and tripped over his tied up shoe laces. He caught himself easily with his forearms, a tribute to his former sport. As he sat suspended on his toes and arms he looked up with a stupid grin "See? Can't even walk. Sure you could find somebody better than me?" His eyes went over her curves and lingered at the hems of her colorful corset. He gulped and struggled to continue, his eyes never coming back up to hers. "A nice, embodied, person like you would surely want a play thing that could do more than slapstick right?" He asked, a look of fright and hope mixed in his face.
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				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>11-12-2009, 07:17:00</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty]<br><br>"I am fairly certain you can do more than slapstick, Reggie. But if you truely wish to leave, the path is right over there..." She steps out of the mirror and points, the path refered seems to be the infinate reflections."Or you can continue trying to look up my skirt..."&nbsp; The floor mirror grants full view between her legs, and the cieling mirror seems to point right to her corseted cleavage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 06:03:09</strong>
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				"Well yeah, if you need a sports medicine major then I'm your man too. Sides that I'm completely worthless though, honest" He grinned as he looked up at the exit then back at her. He enjoyed how the room made it easy to see her body and revealing outfit from all angles. "Well, if you promise no more of the spooky weird stuff, I.... could stand to stay a lil longer." With his body pressed down against the floor she couldn't see how much he liked the view in the infinite room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 06:30:32</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty]<br><br>"Weird spooky stuff? Why whatever do you mean Reggie? Oh! Do you mean like cheshire cat-ing? Or perhaps by knowing the name of a complete stranger? Or about how I know that you are rather... amused... at the views that I am deliberately aiming in your direction?" Ophelia grins mischieviously. "Or perhaps, maybe you would like to see what other spooky weird things that I am capable of doing?" She reaches back into one of the wall mirrors, her fingertips sinking into the glass with a barely visible ripple, stroking back and forth against the glass. A faint ripple waves past Reggie's face just before the feeling of her fingertips grazes the front of his jeans, stroking up and down against groin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Enmuro</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 05:44:41</strong>
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				He laughed a little at first but his laughter died down as he realized all at once that he had never mentioned his name. Her last comment made him feel even more uncomfortable until he felt the sensation of&nbsp; fingertips running against his jeans. However she was doing that he didn't want her to stop. "I guess, I could stand to see one or two more 'spooky' things you can do. I'd get up but uhm, seems youve made me a little too comfortable." There was indeed a noticeable bulge pressing down against the mirrored floor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2009, 19:35:14</strong>
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				"Comfortable, hmm? Is that what humans call it nowadays?" She strokes up his jeans one last time. "Well, tonight is one of delightful torture. A tease who tempts and taunts, yet disappears at the good parts." Winking, Ophelia cheshire-cats, disappearing except for her eyes. "Tootles!" The eyes disappear, and the exit to the Infinate Room makes itself noticable.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 06:31:50</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>The Hall of Mirrors is now open again...the previous game has been ended by the players.</em></span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remiel</strong> on <strong>06-02-2010, 08:30:19</strong>
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				"So far, it looks just like any other low-budget carnival attraction," said Vertigo, into his pocket tape recorder.&nbsp; He glanced around himself, making his way through the maze of mirrors.&nbsp; There were the usual ones--the glass distorted in such a way as to make him look like an impossibly tall, incredibly thin beanpole with big feet, or short and squat, or with a ludicrously big head, presumably in a way that someone, somewhere, found to be humorous.<br><br>He paused for a minute, and held up the tape recorder, listening intently for sounds on the cusp of hearing.<br><br>Nothing.<br><br>"There doesn't appear to be any spectral presence here at all yet," he said, pushing his way around a door to come face to face with a replica of himself.&nbsp; Surprised at first, he smirked, and watched his reflection smirk back.<br><br>"So far, I have to say, supremely disappointing."
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>27-02-2010, 06:17:32</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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				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 08:06:43</strong>
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				Merecia toiled in the dark, dragging mirrors around to the positions on the diagram she had been given, then using a ruler to check and double check that they were set correctly. After she had moved some more, she'd go back and check a third time, to be absolutely certain. After all, her master had told her, this wouldn't work if there was anything off. What exactly that would entail, or what this was even for, he hadn't been specific about, but he knew he had some reason or another.<br><br>Her eye twitched a bit as she stood back and looked over her work. Darn, she thought, might have to take some time off soon, some time to recharge.
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				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 09:19:15</strong>
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				Gerad entered the Hall quietly, as he usually unintentionally did, and bumped into someone before his eyes had had time to adjust, although they were already glowing slightly as he pulled his hood a little further down. "i'm sorry, i didn't see you there..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 09:45:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oof... Oh, hey, uh, sorry... I was just working in here, I didn't bother to close up because it's been a while since many people bothered with this attraction..." &nbsp;She turns around, her eyes a luminescent orange obvious in the gloom, in which her pale skin and white hair stand out rather obviously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 10:00:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad lets go of his hood as he looks curiously at her eyes, his hood going up slightly to fully reveal that his eyes glow as well, although not to her extent. as his eyes adjust to the dark, he can see that she's extremely pale, and her hair is easy enough to see in the dim light. he can also slightly see what look to be stitches crisscrossing everywhere on her. his curiousity easily getting the better of him, he circles her, noting that the stitches seem to be everywhere on what he can see of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 10:37:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uhm, hi? Staring is one thing, but you could at least introduce yourself, yeah?" She turns to match his attempts to circle her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 17:12:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"oh, i'm sorry. my name is Gerad. i guess my curiousity got the better of me." Gerad stops circling her and looks a little sheepish.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 20:49:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For a moment, her nose twitches, as if she were about to sneeze. She shakes her head a bit, then smiles. "Well, I just finished up the new setup, so feel free to enjoy the hall of mirrors to your hearts content!" She giggles, and runs off into the shadows.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 22:50:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad blinks a few times at her sudden disappearance, then moves in the general direction direction she dissapeared in. he pulls down his hood and unwraps his tail in the gloom of the Hall, sighing slightly in relief as having his tail wrapped is slightly uncomfortable. he stops at a mirror that is slightly different from the others, and shows him as a normal human. he looks closer before shaking his head slightly and moving deeper into the Hall.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 00:02:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Quite suddenly, something changes. It is subtle, but it seems almost as if the silence has become a living thing, surrounding Gerad and making it seem as if he is both oppressively alone, and yet somehow being observed.<br><br>Then, faintly, he hears a sound. Behind him, a soft scraping like something heavy and hard being dragged across the stone floor...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 03:17:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				pulling his hood back up to hide the glowing of his eyes, Gerad looks behind to see what is making the noise, his body unconciously tensing to flee from the years of being persued.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 05:38:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The noise stopped abruptly as he turns, though nothing appears to be out of the ordinary.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 06:26:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				he quickly takes off his hoodie, revealing a simple black tee under it, and stashed the hoodie in his pack after tightening the strap, preffering mobility of concealment. he turns back to face deeper into the hall and keeps moving, looking at the mirrors as if nothing was wrong, while keeping an ear out for any more odd noises.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 20:59:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nothing more can be heard, the hall having fallen into a deep silence, more deafening in it's absoluteness than all the cacophony in the world. However, Gerad cannot shake the feeling that he is being watched, and every so often, it seems as if something moves just beyond the very edge of his vision.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 08:51:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"this silence is unnatural," he mutters, noticing that not even an echo is created. he quickly creates two small orbs of highly conccentrated electricity, which immediatly light up the area around him. he rolls one ahead of him, and one behind him, using his morpher heritage to keep them from dissipating.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 12:28:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The darkness seems to peel away, as if it were tangibly adhering the the ground, only barely pulled off by the light. As the ball rolls forward, for just a moment what looks like some sort of tail can be seen sliding out of view...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 18:15:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Geradi Ssmirks slightly at the sight of the "tail". "gotcha." he quickly moved to where the tail had disappeared to, the orb of electricity obediently rolling forward, joined by the second as he moved down what seemed to be some sort of service corridor.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 23:07:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as he rushes forward, though, something quite suddenly hits him in the back. As his vision dims, he can feel something, icy cold and unsettling, enfolding him.<br><br>When he awakens, he's strapped to a table. His shirt and hoody have been removed, and he can turn his head just enough to see Merecia working with some chemicals in glass beakers at a table nearby.<br>"Oh, I see you're finally awake~" She grins mischievously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 00:08:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Geradine blinks the grogginess away quickly,quickly and subtly testing the straps for their strength and conciously overloading his electricity to increase his temperature in an attempt to weaken the straps enough to break them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 08:12:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The straps seem quite durable, made of some sort of strange scaly leather. Merecia giggles a bit, lightly brushing her fingers up across his exposed chest, then resting her hand above his shoulder on the table as she leans over him, grinning widely.<br>"Do you want to know why I brought you here?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>01-08-2010, 09:19:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling that heating his body isn't doing anything, he becomes mostly passive and observant, although you could practically feel his body vibrating with the energy he was penting up. " that would be very much appreciated, i think," Gerad responds in answer to the question that Mercia had asked. he was quite curious, and as always, his curiosity was starting to get the better of him, despite the markedly strange circumstances he was currently in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 02:38:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good, curiosity about the world is a valuable trait." She climbs up onto the table, straddling him with her legs and leaning towards him, the angle of her body giving a better view of her cleavage as her softly glowing eyes meet his.<br>"Now then, where shall I go from here..." She tilts her head, seeming to be honestly considering the situation.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 06:27:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite trying hard not to, Gerad's eyes flick down towards the view given him before flicking back up to meet hers again. he swalllows a little uncomfortably, desire beginning to stir in a very certain part that she was so conviniently straddling. "where should you begin...what?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 10:09:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmmm..." She leans in close, looking him in the eyes, then leans back, turning to the side and sighing to herself. <sub>"Now, this is no good, he's not even trying to struggle..."</sub><br><br>She reaches over to a small tray by the side of the table, picking up a rather unpleasant-looking knife and looking it over contemplatively.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 12:59:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"now that isn't nice." Gerad's eyes glowed brighter as he generated as much electricity as he could, before unleashing it all into Merecia's body in one jolt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 16:12:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ngh-ahhhhhhh~" She throws her head back, screaming in... Wait, no, that doesn't sound like pain. When it stps, she tosses the knife away, leaning in with a devilish grin. <br>"There we go~" She moans, kissing him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 19:31:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad blinks in suprise as she screams in pleasure instead of pain, and blinks again as she leans forward and kisses him passionatly. sparks still dance in along his fur from the overcharge, gravitating slowly towards Merecia, and he finds himself returning the kiss she's giving him with as much passion.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 19:48:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she pulls away grinning, she gives him a sultry look. "Just what I was hoping for... Gimme some more~"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 20:59:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad quirks an eyebrow at the request, but begins to charge again, holding the charge as long as he can, his eyes becoming pure blue orbs from the overcharge, before releasing it in a focused bolt right into Merecia's chest, the heat scorching a hole in her clothing, but leaving her unscathed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 21:14:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She squeals in delight, leaning back as the bolt courses through her. Once it passes, seeing where he aimed, she grins. "If you want a better view just say so~"<br>She unbuttons the rest of her top, letting it slide off and tossing it off the table. Her breasts, not massive but by no means small, are crisscrossed with the same stitching as the rest of her body, and she leans down to press them into his chest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 22:40:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				as she leans forward to press her breasts into his fur, Gerad starts up a constant flow and wraps the electricity around her body, centimeters from her skin, letting small arcs make contact, but not the full extent of the charge.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 23:46:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmmm~" She enjoys the shocks, reaching down to open up his pants. "Shall we get ready to have some real fun then?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 01:55:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				craning his&nbsp; head to look down at Merecia's half-naked form, he ups the voltage getting to her from the coils of electricity wrapped around her, and grins somewhat mischievously. "does that answer your question? because i have one of my own. am i to be kept restrained, or do i have to find inventive ways to use electricity?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 02:21:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Get creative~" She giggles, reaching in to begin stroking his already growing member.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 19:32:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				starting to breathe heavily from the attention she's giving him, Gerad furrows his brows slightly and causes the coils of electricity around her to move to her front, encasing her breasts as he focuses the charge getting to her on her nipples.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 00:46:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She arcs her back and moans, positioning herself over his manhood and sliding down onto it. Her nipples have stiffened quite a bit from the attention, and she pants as she begins to grind against him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 02:13:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				as she slides down onto him, he looses his control a bit and more voltage reaches her nipples. he arcs the electricity around her to include her ass as well, making it ripple outward along the cheeks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 02:48:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyelids flutter and she moans out louder at the increase in voltage, losing the rhythm of her movement for a moment as she's overwhelmed with pleasure and collapses onto his chest, breathing deeply with a contented glow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 05:06:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad grins at the reaction, and he furrows his brow even more as his eyes turn into glowing blue orbs. the electrricity retreats from around her and reforms around his manhood, completely sheathing it, to where she is almost literally riding a lightning bolt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 05:41:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She picks herself back up at this, lifting up into a crouch and bouncing much more vigorously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 06:04:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad starts to pant at her renewed assault, little bits of electricity escaping his control and arcing out to work their way up her body. the straps holding him down are also preventing his thrusts upwards into her as she bounces faster and harder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 06:25:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She leans forward, resting her hands on his chest, tilting her head back and moaning ecstatically, starting to shift to moving in shorter, faster strokes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 06:45:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				as she moves, Gerad starts to lose more and more control, causing more electricity to arc up along her body, burning her skirt away completely. his body begins to unconciously increase the voltage he's producing, which in turn produces more arcs that move along her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 07:11:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She begins swinging her hips forward and back as she moves, almost as if she was trying to milk the electricity out through his cock. She Looks him straight in the eyes, a sultry half-lidded look having come over her as she moans as seductively as she can.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 21:40:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad is panting hard as Merecia moans loudly, arcs starting to work their way up her arms from his chest as well. the voltage starts to increase exponentially with each swing of her hips, indicating how close he is to losing complete control.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 21:50:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Merecia's motions become frantic as he keeps upping the electricity, clutching at the fur on his chest&nbsp; as she bucks with abandon.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 22:16:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad starts to writhe under her, until suddenly he arches his back as much as he can while being restained. the electricity stops being a constant flow, and instead rolls out of him in waves that keep getting closer and closer together until both are encased in an orb of pure electricity. outside, thunderclouds could be seen gathering, with the Hall of Mirrors as their center.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 22:43:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Merecia lets out an ecstatic scream, then finally collapses on top of him.<br>"Mmm, that was good, I'll have to ask the master if I can keep you~"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 03:08:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad blinks a little dazedly. "keep...me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 05:22:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggles a bit. "Yeah, we could get you a big wheel and everything~" She winks up at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 16:15:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad sticks his tongue out at Merecia at the metion of a wheel, and sends a playful jolt up her body. "i'm fine with being...'kept', as long as i'm able to have a little more mobility than my current...situation." He arches his back as much as he can while still restrained, which in turn shoves his manhood, which is still inside of her, a little deeper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 00:35:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, if you promise not to run away?" She giggles and loosens his straps.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 20:02:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad sits up and rolls his shoulders, causing them to pop. he starts to look around with interest, but his gaze is drawn back to Merecia's, as her eyes are just inches from his own now that he's sitting up. there's a sense that he is suddenly fighting the urge to blush, and failing miserably.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 20:11:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hops off, taking another labcoat hanging nearby and putting it on, not bothering to close it. "If you want me out of my clothes, just ask next time, okay?" She grins over at him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 04:39:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad smirks back. "i'll try to remember to do that." he swings his legs off of the table and hops off, putting his manhood back up before slowly circling the room and looking at all the odds and ends in it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 05:25:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stretches a bit, then pulls several large tubes filled with a orange liquid, the same color as her eyes, though lacking the glow. "Mmm, feels good to be charged up again. Could you zap these for me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>17-08-2010, 18:07:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad walks over to her and puts his hands on either side of the test tube, then starts to run a current in between them. Electricity sparks between his hands and is absorbed by the liquid in the tubes. "how long do you want me to do this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>18-08-2010, 21:33:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, it's just a little backup, that's plenty." She puts them back where she got them, then strolls around behind him,hugging him and pressing her chest into his back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 04:04:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad blushes slightly as her hugging against him pushes her open lab coat aside and puts her bare breasts against his back. he puts a hand over hers and puts a mild current into her from where she's touching him on his back. "so, who is this master you're going to have to ask?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>21-08-2010, 08:26:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggles a bit. "The one who created me, of course~"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 06:48:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well the one who created you must be a mastermind indeed to have thought you up" Gerad turns to face her, still in her arms, and kisses her on the nose. "i can't wait to meet him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 06:57:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you may have to. Last I heard from him, he was getting ready to open up a shop over by the Freak Show."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 08:47:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"sounds like somewhere i won't stand out, to be honest." Gerad gestures to his body, which while humanoid, is most definitely not human. "are we going to go to visit him before or after he's done setting up shop?" as he asks, he breaks the hug and goes to his satchel and pulls out a simple glass sphere, about 3.5" in diameter, and proceeds to dexterously move it around his hands, a sign that he is somewhat nervous.<br><br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 09:12:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I get the feeling that he's busy right now, it'd really just be best if you could wait." She walks over to him, gently running&nbsp; a hand down his back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 09:18:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad closes his eyes and takes a deep breath and seems to force himself to stop. he puts the glass sphere back and smiles at Merecia. "i'm fine with waiting. and thank you." he looks around, some traces of his nervousness remaining. "so, what should we do while waiting?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 19:26:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I don't know, I should probably get back to work..." She paces a little bit. "But, I don't want to leave you all alone, either..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 23:10:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"you <em>could</em> take me along. i would be interested to see what you do your work." Gerad puts on his black t-shirt and holds his pointer finger and thumb apart from each other, idly looking at it as he makes a small bolt between them, a faint, steady humming emanating from the bolt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 23:13:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmmm... I guess. Here, carry this." She casually holds a massive toolbag out with one hand, putting some mechanical bits that were laying out on a large workbench into a cardboard box with the other.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 04:51:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad holds his hand out for the toolbag, and then promptly tilts slightly to the side as he takes all the weight of it. "urk...this things heavier than you made it look...good thing i'm fit..." he eyes the mechanical bits curiously. "if you end up having any spares and don't need them, i'd like to snag some of them. i collect little bits and pieces i come by."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 04:59:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If I don't need 'em now, I will eventually..." She says, picking up the box and walking over to the door, which she kicks open, heading down the dark, cramped hallway beyond.<br><br>She takes a small electric lantern out of the box as she continues, and small, hunched creatures not more than a few feet tall can be seen scattering from the light.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 08:25:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad follows with the toolbag, his eyes adjusting easily to the dark, and again to the lamp. he catches a glimpse of the creatures scurrying from the light. "intriguing...where are we? this doesn't look familiar..." he looks around, everything outside of the circle of light the lamp produces easily seen by him, but in varying shades of blue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lanaestra</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 00:36:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's a series of access tunnels that connect the attractions. Oh!" She stops suddenly. "The master can see us now. This way." She leads him down a side passage towards the freak show.<br><br>[Exit to Freak Show] (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=63678.msg3524446#msg3524446)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: Hall of Mirrors</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Geradine</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 08:10:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gerad blinks at the sudden sureness that he could be seen, then shrugs. he's seen wireder stuff in his travels than a psychic link.<br><br>[follows Merecia to Freak Show]
			</dd>
		</dl>
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