Jumanji: Welcum to the Jungle (IC Thread)
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				Title: <strong>Jumanji: Welcum to the Jungle (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>25-03-2018, 01:47:01</strong>
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				...<br><br>Download Complete!<br><br>Thank you for choosing Jumanji, a game for those who seek to find a way to leave their world behind.<br><br>Please choose your player character...<br><br>If you are ready, select 'Begin'.<br><br>...<br><br><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><em>Welcome to the Jungle</em></strong></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Jumanji: Welcum to the Jungle (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>25-03-2018, 01:58:58</strong>
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				<strong>Narrator: </strong>Welcome to Jumaji, a jungle full of magic and wonder and-oh, sorry, you haven't quite landed yet, have you? 3...2...1...ah, there we are. Don't worry, you didn't suffer any damage from that fall, your knees are perfectly fine! Nor will you should you happen to lose one of your three lives and re-spawn in the same way. Oh, you're wondering where my voice is coming from? Well, if you'll be so kind as to look down at your right wrist, you'll see the communication device in your wristwatch. They're completely resistant to damage, weather, et cetera, so no worries there, I'll always be there to pop in and give you some instruction or advice when the occasion calls for it. If you look at your other wrist, you'll see your three life bars to indicate how many chances remain for you to continue your adventure. And yes, regrettably if you lose all three, you will die. But fret not! You have your comrades to depend upon and keep you safe, just be sure you extend them the same courtesy, eh? Oh, that reminds me, you may not have landed all exactly in the same place. The jungle is a wild land, after all. But they should be around here somewhere...why don't you head in the direction you're facing and see if you all find each other? Oh, and while you're at it, pat yourself on the chest there, just over your heart. See that screen that just appeared? Those are the details of your player character. Take care to familiarize yourself with your skills, strengths and weaknesses. You wouldn't want to send someone to do a task that they're not qualified for, now would you?<br><br>Anyway, I think this spot should be safe for a moment, long enough for some brief introductions between the lot of you, but be vigilant, for the game is under way, and won't wait long for you to start playing. Right now you're in the middle of an open field, but that's one of the rare sights to behold in Jumanji. You'll notice that to one direction is a sheer cliff that will surely result in your demise should you carelessly fall over the edge; in another direction, a heavily forested jungle; and to the other, a jagged, imposing mountain range, complete with stormclouds at the summit. Which direction will the forces that be choose to send you toward? I think you're about to find out. Hear that rumbling? Feel the ground shaking a tad? I'll give you a hint: You'll want to start running in the direction opposite where it's coming from. I would advise you begin moving...now. Tally-ho!<br><br><div align="center">Level 1: Rampaging Rhinoceri</div>-A stampede of charging rhinos is heading your way, and nothing will stop them. There is no getting around them, only going over them or, if you're creative, under them. But your only chance of doing either of those things is getting your asses to the tree line, sharpish. Hop to it! You don't want to be the only one to lose a life on the first level, do you?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Jumanji: Welcum to the Jungle (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>25-03-2018, 20:59:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://cdn.collider.com/wp-content/image-base/People/M/Michael_Cera/michael_cera_image.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Matty DeNozo<br><strong>Time/day</strong> Day one/after-school<br><strong>Jumangi level/Lives</strong> Level One/ Three lives<br><strong>Location</strong> Matty's house - Jumangi Forest<br><br><hr><br>Matty slammed the door to his bedroom and flung his school bag onto his bed. WORST.DAY.EVER! The day had started of promising he'd woken early and got up showered and dressed and left for school. Matty needed to be at school early today as his club a bunch of hightly intelligent kids who had sort of banded together to protect each other were meeting that day. Running lightly down the stairs he'd grabbed a slice of toast and escaped out the door. The day had been warm already for 8:30am and there was not a cloud to be seen. Grabbing his bike (http://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/1702/7811/products/premise18_metalblack_480x480.jpg?v=1512090708) Matty had took of cycling fast. While the teenager wasn't the most athletic kid on the block the school wasn't far and wouldn't take him more then ten minutes to get to.<br><br>He'd arrived and put his bike in the communal school bike locker and headed to the I.T department. There the rest of the group had been waiting and greeting Matty enthusiastically. The meeting had gone well and all the topics on the chairman's agenda had been dealt with. As the school began to fill with the voices of the other students the nerd squad separated for the day. Things were looking up for Matty as he had a double period of computer class with his all time favourite person.....<strong>Jennifer</strong> Matty had had a crush on the girl for over a year and even though they even sat next to each other in class he had never said more then Hi to her in all that time.<br><br>Classes flew by to fast and before the blond haired lad knew it. It was lunch his least favourite time of the day, because all the school bullies would congregate and pounce on people like Matty and other kids that "didn't fit in" taking there money or their lunch or flushing there homework,sure enough Matty's personal bully Brandon was waiting for him, his leg outstretched to try and trip Matty up. The lad avoided him as much as possible only to be shoved into a dead end corridor by Brandon's cronies.<br><br>"You know the drill Nerd..hand over your money and lunch"&nbsp; one of the cronies began as Brandon looked on snickering N...nn..nnno!" Matty managed to stammer out. The cronies fell about laughing at his stammer and Matty's face went bright red. Brandon pushed away from the wall casually walked forward and punched Matty right in the stomach. Matty bent forward as the air went out of him. Croney one or Alex grabbed Matty's back pack and began riffling through it while croney number two or Sam grabbed hold of Matty's arms and held them behind his back while Brandon made the lad his personal punching bag for a few minutes.<br><br>Once the boys had gotten what they wanted they moved on leaving Matty curled up on the floor. He rose as the bell for class began and steadily ignored the teachers concerned questions and gazes as the bruises began to show throughout the afternoon . However it was after school that really ticked the youth of today. Those bunch of hooligans had gone into the bike shed and taken his brand new BMX. So Matty had had to walk home and think of a reason why he didn't have his bike anymore, he hadn't the heart to tell his parents he was bullied and he knew they would go to the head and this would just get him bullied even more.<br><br>So as soon as he got home he made some excuse about lending the bike to a friend and vanished upstairs before him mother could interigate him. Grabbing his headphones he put them over his ears and turned on his X-Box, the only saving grace of walking is that he had taken a detour to a second hand game shop and picked up this odd game Jumangi when it downloaded he had selected the character Proffessor Brock McKenzie and the credits had begun. Once the game had loaded something bizarre had happened.<br><br>Matty had been waiting for the picture to come on as the narrator began to speak about the introduction when all of a sudden the console vanished from his grip, the bedroom vanished and he was falling through the sky "ARRRRGGG" he yelled as he plummeted down into a dense jungle. He landed with an impressive thud in a small clearing, standing he looked around, he was alone....only the ground was shaking and there was a rumbling noise growing louder and louder and a herd of Rhino appeared approaching fast. Matty panicked all thought of lives and communication and something about strengths went in one ear and out the other as the young man took of in a flat out run towards the tree line and hopefully safety.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Jumanji: Welcum to the Jungle (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>28-03-2018, 04:31:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/H4LRZu6pIlg/maxresdefault.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Paul Fairfield/Chase Oliver<br><strong>Time/day</strong> Day one/after-school<br><strong>Jumangi level/Lives</strong> Level One/ Three lives<br><strong>Location</strong> Paul's Office/Jumanji Forest<br><br><hr><br>"All right, let's see what all the hubbub is about." Paul brought up the game demo on his laptop at his desk after school was over and all the students had gone home. He had already finished grading their homework assignments earlier in the day so he had enough free time to check out this video game stuff the young people were so obsessed with. It did look fun, admittedly, but they were from a little before his time and he didn't know if he could get into it like they had, if the learning curve was beyond his ability. He knew how to use the computer well enough but not for active games, only Solitaire and FreeCell. But one that looked very fancy, and was able to be played for free with a demo, seemed like a good way to get his feet wet. Was he ever unprepared for what was in store.<br><br>A blinding flash, swirling dust, and a lot of screaming, his stomach turning as he watched himself plummeting to the ground from high in the air, and yet...the landing was perfect, he was completely upright on his feet and his legs didn't hurt at all. His heart was still hammering in his chest, his throat dry from all the yelling, but he seemed to be in fine shape. In fact...too fine of shape. What the hell was happening?! He wasn't wearing the same clothes as before, and he felt long, unkempt hair tickling the sides of his unshaven face, as well as a pair of glasses he had never worn before and didn't need. His back also didn't seem to be straining from his big belly, which, when he felt his trunk, was no longer hanging in front of him. This...was not...his body.<br><br>He desperately wanted to find a mirror and see what had happened but in his haste he lost his footing and fell forward directly into a muddy pool. Pushing himself up clumsily, coughing and spluttering as he wiped the grime from his face and arms and chest, he began to hear the voice. He froze, wanting any information he could get about what was happening. Was he...inside the game of Jumanji? This was beyond all virtual reality he had ever heard about, and didn't know what to make of it. The implied threat of death did not sit well with him at all, and he hit his chest to activate the screen it talked about, wanting to know what the hell this new body of his was all about. Chase Oliver? He looked down at the muddy water and saw a muddled reflection of himself, but did not recognize the man staring back up at him. "Oh, no...no, no, no." he shook his head, mouth agape. "This is some kind of joke..." he looked around for any other players as the voice indicated. The ground was shaking now, and he didn't like the sound of that. Some other unfamiliar forms seemed to be making a beeline for the trees, and while he wasn't accustomed to running, instinct kicked in and he began to dash in that direction himself, finding his breathing much more comfortable and his stamina to be far greater than before. Whatever this new body was, it was at least in better shape than his pudgy alter ego. It was ugly as all hell, though. Well, being pretty wasn't exactly conducive to jungle survival, so that wasn't something to complain about.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Jumanji: Welcum to the Jungle (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathyan</strong> on <strong>09-04-2018, 18:51:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fb/73/90/fb7390f256b0eae3221ce0cdd7a685cc.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Kimberly Mazza<br><strong>Time/day</strong> Day one/after-school<br><strong>Jumanji level/Lives</strong> Level One/ Three lives<br><strong>Location</strong> Clothing store at the Mall/Jumanji Forest<br><br><hr><br>There she was at work, paying more attention to her phone and the eventual messages she received as she was planning where to go out tonight than on the actual customers of the store that asked for advice or even for paying and listening to them only she was done with her own business. Her boss, Jeremy Swanson, was a perfect idiot in her own words and he would never say anything to her and everything it took from her was a crossing of her long shapely legs accentuated by the short skirts she wore or simply a flirty blink that usually ended with her turning around on him and completely ignoring him, something that never bothered him as it was another chance to stare at the perfectly heart shaped ass Kim had. Everything turned out to be easy for her one would say and she even was able to 'earn' a few extra buck whenever someone paid in cash as a few of those bills would end in her purse rather than on the cashier machine so she was always hoping for that.<br><br>As Kimberly awaited for a confirmation she began staring out of the store, it was after school time she could as some barely younger boys and girls could be be seen parading the mall, some of which would be her prey or be prone to be bullied by her. She couldn't just leave her workplace but rules never stood in her way plus Mr. Swanson didn't even seem to apply those to her so she walked out and headed toward the closer high school girl she could find just because in the mood for picking up with someone. It was one of the girls of the school she graduated last year so she would have probably seen Kim in the class of Profesor Fairfield or speaking to Mr. Michaels so she would know Kim was not one you would like to mess around with.<br><br>With a sudden move Kim would 'borrow' this girl phone and take a look at it to mock on whatever she might be doing. Was it that she pressed some button on a suggested app or that this girl was actually looking at it Kim wouldn't know but what she saw was a welcoming screen to a game called Jumanji, "Haha what kind of silliness is this, is this what Paul's student lose their time now instead of paying attention to his boring dorkyness?"<br><br>She would refuse to give her phone to this girl and with a wide smirk on her face she pressed the Start button on the device and browsed through the pictures of the game avatars as she continued laughing.<br><br>She stopped at the picture of Professor Harvey Jonas Jr. and turned to the owner of the phone, "Hey this one looks cute, I bet you'd like to marry a guy like this huh, haha yeah marry your game silly girl, go ahead kiss it" Trying to shove the phone on the girl's face before she returned to work after a brief funny break she didn't realize she pressed the button to choose "Montana" Jonas. The next thing Kim saw was a blinding light fallowed by a hit on her head that left dizzy for a moment as she heard the voice from the narrator of the game that she believed came from the mobile device.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Jumanji: Welcum to the Jungle (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kaya</strong> on <strong>09-04-2018, 19:45:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/ZiVGuCO.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/Cep9pZR.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jennifer "Jenn" Walter / Dr. Foxxy Catlove (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284568.msg14027348#msg14027348)<br><strong>Time/day:</strong> Day one/after-school<br><strong>Jumanji level/Lives/Pierce&amp;Tats:</strong> Level One / Three lives / Seven<br><strong>Location:</strong> School Grounds / Jumanji Forest<br><br><hr><br>Jenn didn't really want to go to school today. While the morning would be as usual, with some classes she liked, others she dreaded, she wasn't particularly looking forward towards the afternoon. Her parents made her join the theater club, because she enjoyed LARPing so much, but they didn't understand that it was not the same. The play was a stupid spoof on the first thanksgiving, including Pocahontas and John Smith. All of that was historical nonsense. She had discussed this with the drama teacher, but to no avail. And in addition to all that crappy history, she had been cast as Pocahontas, which included a disgusting fantasy costume almost like in the Disney movie - and today was the first dress rehearsal in the actual costumes. <br><br>The morning was rather uneventful, she had several classes, among others there was Mr. Fairfield's class and Mr. Michaels' class. Jenn normally was an attentive student, and the teachers liked her, but today she was off a bit. She noticed how Mr. Fairfield ran out of steam about half way through class, but that was nothing special, the man needed to lose some weight. She was dreading the afternoon. Before lunch there was a double period of computer class, and Matty was already there when she arrived. He was a nice boy, and he seemed to be interested in her even though he never said anything. It was a perpetual source of confusion. She gave him a smile as she sat down, as she usually did, and she didn't even notice his reaction as she was already thinking about the afternoon again.<br><br>At lunch she saw some bullies attack Matty, but she didn't say anything, even though it made her feel bad. She was not a fighter, and she was not as popular as the cheerleaders, she would have nothing to throw at them, neither punches nor clever words. So she rushed past with her head down, invisible as always.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://a2-images.myspacecdn.com/images04/4/045ccd2f692a4d72bfeac2a704f0ee6c/140x140.jpg)</div>Rushing through lunch, Jenn rushed to drama class. She was the first one there, so she could face her nemesis alone: That damned costume. The skirt was much shorter than she would be wearing normally, and the upper part left the shoulders bare, so that a bra was not an option. Drawing strength from one of her LARP characters, the Amazon Athena, she stared the costume down with icy eyes, grabbed it and disappeared in a changing room. She only came out when the rest of drama class was clearly there and ready to begin the dress rehearsal.<br><br>She was blushing a lot during it, but it went better than she thought. Nobody made fun of her, people were rather nice to her, and she had no wardrobe malfunctions. Or maybe she just didn't see anyone making fun of her because she couldn't wear her glasses. <br><br>Once the rehearsal was done she changed back to her usual clothes and disappeared out the back. She didn't want to talk to anybody right now, and she certainly didn't want to hear any comments on how she looked in the costume. It was a tactical retreat. With her hair hiding her face she rushed to a spot on the grounds where she knew she would be alone and took out her phone, checking for messages from the LARP community. For a while she typed answers and read threads with a rather untypical grin on her face. There was that ad again. Jumanji. She got curious, downloaded and installed it. Once she started it, she got to a character screen, where she picked Dr. Foxxy Catlove, because she liked that she was able to do martial arts, this character could have helped Matty when the bullies got him. She tapped, then there was a blinding flash of light and a narrator was talking. Jenn was panicking, because she felt paralyzed and blind, and only followed parts of what the narrator had to say. Then there was another flash of light.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/FOjZ3IR.jpg)</div>She appeared in the sky and started falling instantly, and her life flashed in front of her eyes. This was much too high to be survivable, much too high at all. From the ground, anyone listening would hear a long, high-pitched scream coming closer: <strong><span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size">"WAAAAAA</span><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">AAAAAAA</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">AAAAAAA</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">AAAAAAA</span><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">AAAAAAA!!"</span></strong> before Dr. Foxxy Catlove landed in a superhero pose on the ground. Amazingly, she was completely fine. <br><br>Jenn noticed instantly that she was different. She was wearing a black pencil skirt and a white office blouse, and she had no glasses - but she could see perfectly. Then there was the rumbling, and she saw the rhinos charging. <strong>"What is this?"</strong>, she yelled while she kicked off the high heels she was wearing. Then she started running. She instantly noticed that her bra size must have gone up one or two cups, but it didn't feel bad. She passed a man who seemed to stare at his own reflection in a pool, and she yelled: <strong>"Run! Priorities!"</strong> while she herself headed for the treeline, where she would look for a big tree to climb. Weirdly enough, she felt certain that she would be able to easily climb a tree.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Jumanji: Welcum to the Jungle (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>towerhouse</strong> on <strong>10-04-2018, 19:59:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMTQzMjk3MzM1NV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNDU1MDg0Mw@@._V1_.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GWRh4G0pFp8/WmSUNW90IHI/AAAAAAAAh3M/OXZvS3LimOkuDsyOOcwiLddHPtnTRfzhACLcBGAs/s1600/84134-gena-lee-nolin.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name</strong>: Alex Michaels / She-Na <br><strong>Time/day</strong>: Day one/ after school<br><strong>Jumanji level/Lives</strong>: Level One / Three Lives<br><strong>Location</strong>:&nbsp; Driving Home from Work / Jumanji Forest<br><br>Alex was in his car heading for lunch.&nbsp; He had just drove past some hot high school girls in the parking lot, and went "Daaang" to himself.&nbsp; Even though he got a football scholarship, a major injury his freshman year sidelined him.&nbsp; He wasn't the same player, and all he could do was reminisce about his high school glory years.&nbsp; Yep, when he scored four touchdowns against Polk high.&nbsp; He'll never admit it, but that's what brought him back to teaching high school.&nbsp; But life is not the same as a teacher, and he couldn't help look back at the blonde in his rear view mirror, wishing he could be in high school again.&nbsp; <br><br>"Damn, I wish I had a piece of that!"&nbsp; And as if on cue, a message popped up on his phone titled "Jumanji" from Paul.&nbsp; As his car waited in the line leaving the high school, he decided to click on it...why not?&nbsp; The graphics were pretty old technology, but he could still see cleary that the Jungle Queen was hot.&nbsp; Actually, she kind of reminded him of that blonde that just walked by....coincidentally.&nbsp; Multitasking, his thumb scrolled to the Jungle Queen character as it became bigger just to check her out, when he decided to scroll to her mate, the Jungle King. &nbsp;"God Damn Skate Boarder!&nbsp; &nbsp;Hey no skateboarding in the parking lot." &nbsp;<br><br>He looked back on his phone to sees the message "Jungle Queen selected."&nbsp; Oh well, he thought to himself, but suddenly, he heard a big whoosh, and he was out of the car flying through the sky.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Ahhhhh!"&nbsp; She screamed, but it was kind of a blur, and she couldn't recognize her voice.&nbsp; She immediately saw the jungle and its smell, its sounds.&nbsp; She thought she was gonna die for sure, but she landed gracefully like a cat on all fours. &nbsp;"What the..."&nbsp; That's when she noticed her voice was higher and the narrator's voice coming from nowhere?<br><br>She looked down at the right wrist, and sure enough is the communicator device.&nbsp; Then, looking at the other wrist, she saw the three bars.&nbsp; OK, this is weird.&nbsp; Her skins is peach white. &nbsp;"OK, I need a tan!&nbsp; What the hell is going on here?"&nbsp; &nbsp; She reached her throat to try to clear it because of her high voice, and noticed a lack of an Adam's apple.&nbsp; Trying to look around for a mirror, she followed the narrator's instructions to touch her heart, when she felt the softest breasts she'd ever touched.&nbsp; Only, these were her own. &nbsp;"Ahhh, what the freak...ahhh!!!!&nbsp; &nbsp;Feels pretty good though, but what the hell?"&nbsp; &nbsp; As she was freaking out, she noticed the screen that appeared, "She-Na Queen of the Jungle?&nbsp; This is so weird"&nbsp; She kept tapping her breast a couple of times which turned the screen on and off for the heck of it.&nbsp; Looking across, she saw an Indiana Jones looking dude that landed next to her.<br><br>"Yo, Indy!&nbsp; Do you know what the hell is going on here?"&nbsp; She stopped paying attention to the narrator, as it rambled on about strengths and weaknesses, geography, yada, yada, yada....<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Jumanji: Welcum to the Jungle (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>12-04-2018, 06:52:56</strong>
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				<strong>Narrator:</strong> I really must stress, chaps, that this isn't a laughing matter and that your lives are indeed at stake here, so any further dawdling of any sort will surely lead to your doom, and quite possibly that of your teammates! I'm afraid I cannot do anything to help other than advise in a general way during the game, so I'm limited to merely repeating myself here, but it's rather good advice!<br><br>If you manage to reach the treeline before being trampled you'll stand a fighting chance of avoiding being flattened, but don't think you're out of the proverbial woods yet, this is only the first stage, and as any of you with any previous experience know, it only gets harder from here! Some of you may not have the skill, speed or strength necessary to get out of harm's way, so you'll need to rely on your more well-suited team to survive in a situation like this. Be sure to return the favor when the tables have turned and you'll all be far more likely to win the game. Well, I shall leave you to finish this mission and be with you again should any of you survive. Good luck!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Jumanji: Welcum to the Jungle (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathyan</strong> on <strong>14-04-2018, 19:15:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.allthatsepic.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/Chris-Pratt-as-the-new-Indiana-Jones1.jpg)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fb/73/90/fb7390f256b0eae3221ce0cdd7a685cc.jpg)</div></div></div><strong>Name:</strong> Kimberly Mazza / Professor Harvey Jonas Jr.<br><strong>Time/day:</strong> Unknown time / Day 01<br><strong>Jumanji level/Lives:</strong> 1st Level / 3 lives<br><strong>Location:</strong> Jumanji Forest<br><br>It took a few moments for Kim to realize where she was though she still wouldn't assimilate what was going on and she would believe this was some sort of dream or something similar as she sometimes took a nap at work. But she still felt the ground shake slightly under her feet in the middle of her confusion as the voice of the narrator insisting on them running to safety. One gorgeous man then passed running close to her heading towards the jungle that could be seen not too far, looking around her she was able to spot a geeky dork with a heavy pack then, a young oriental girl about her age and a bombshell blonde in scarce clothes, she cared little about everyone except the first specimen but the warning about an stampede seemed real enough if these people were running so she did as well. Not realizing about the changes in her persona she began to run and did so faster than she expected for she was not wearing heels but flat boots instead.<br><br>'Indy?', she heard the blonde speak up but not knowing it was directed towards her she discarded those words as she headed to a safe spot on the trees, her hand moving on its own as she did impulsed by the reflex of her recently acquired abilities and taking out what was the trusted whip of the adventurer archaeologist 'Montana Jonas' clearly a ripoff from the name that had been thrown at her a few seconds ago.<br><br>Kim, 'Monty', or whoever she was at this moment, wouldn't have to escalate through the tree but using the whip as a climbing rope she would reach a safe spot in a blink. It would be only then when she would notice first that her hands were different, then her clothes and finally the rest of her body. Still impervious to the words of the others she would begin touching herself to check her... his body, this was the first time she had such a weird dream.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Jumanji: Welcum to the Jungle (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>towerhouse</strong> on <strong>17-04-2018, 19:24:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GWRh4G0pFp8/WmSUNW90IHI/AAAAAAAAh3M/OXZvS3LimOkuDsyOOcwiLddHPtnTRfzhACLcBGAs/s1600/84134-gena-lee-nolin.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name</strong>: Alex Michaels / She-Na <br><strong>Time/day</strong>: ??? / Day 1<br><strong>Jumanji level/Lives</strong>: Level One / Three Lives<br><strong>Location</strong>:&nbsp; Jumanji Forest<br>Alex felt so alive in this body.&nbsp; It's as if all the sounds and smell of the forest was right next to her new body.&nbsp; Even the odor of the Indiana Jones looking man was so vivid as if her nose was right against his armpit.&nbsp; <em>Damn, brother needs a shower!&nbsp; Yet...it smells...kinda good...oh gross...</em>&nbsp; So, it was no surprise that she heard the rhino stampede even before they came into sight.&nbsp; The others, naturally, started running.&nbsp; Her instincts were telling her to run, yet she was still in shock of the new soft tissue on her chest.&nbsp; Wait, what's going on?&nbsp; This has to be a dream right?<br><br>Curiously, she reached underneath her loose tunic, and felt her nipples underneath.&nbsp; "What the fuck???&nbsp; Whoa!" &nbsp;It was such a sensation that her other hand reached underneath to cup both breasts simultaneously.&nbsp; She really should be running, but the breast could only mean one thing.&nbsp; She gulped as she tried to find her most treasured possession beneath her panties. &nbsp;"Ahhh!&nbsp; I lost my dick...No no!!!"&nbsp; She started jumping up and down, shouting, freaking out when the stampede hit her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Jumanji: Welcum to the Jungle (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>18-04-2018, 06:21:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/H4LRZu6pIlg/maxresdefault.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Paul Fairfield/Chase Oliver<br><strong>Time/day</strong> Day one/after-school<br><strong>Jumangi level/Lives</strong> Level One/ Three lives<br><strong>Location</strong> Paul's Office/Jumanji Forest<br><br><hr><br>Paul made it to the edge of the trees and looked around for something to climb up or to hide under. If there was room beneath the roots of any of the trees, he could now easily slide beneath them and avoid the risk of falling if the tree was to be struck by the stampede. But then, where would the other players hide? The voice guiding them seemed to make it a point to advise them to work together, so it would be best to have everyone take shelter in the same place, and the only one that had room was up in the branches of the trees. Some of the trees looked relatively easy to climb, others had vines that could be used for support. He looked back to see if the others were catching up or had gone a different way or, heaven forbid, had already gotten trampled. "Hey! Anyone hear me? Let's get up into the trees before the stampede reaches us!" he shouted, waiving his arm as he grabbed a vine to test its sturdiness and being satisfied that it could be used to help walk up the trunk of the tree until a more solid branch could be grasped.<br><br>Unfortunately, he didn't take heed of his character's curse of clumsiness and when he pulled on the vine to begin his own climb up, it knocked down a loose branch from up above and hit him on the head. The pain was intense and he saw stars, falling onto his back and having the breath knocked out of him. Now unable to move or talk for a few moments, he was helpless, and terrified that he might have lost his window to get to safety, hoping his strangers-come-comrades would assist him in this dire situation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Jumanji: Welcum to the Jungle (IC Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>19-04-2018, 21:21:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://cdn.collider.com/wp-content/image-base/People/M/Michael_Cera/michael_cera_image.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Matty DeNozo<br><strong>Time/day</strong> Day one/after-school<br><strong>Jumangi level/Lives</strong> Level One/ Three lives<br><strong>Location</strong> Jumangi Forest<br><br><hr><br>Matty ran like he had never run before, however something was different, he wasn't getting out of breath, he wasn't getting the usual stitch in his side and his lungs weren't burning like they were on fire. Instead he felt like he could run forever he grinned and whooped as he ran towards the tree line.<br><br>He was among the first to reach the trees and was shortly joined by others who looked as scared and confused as he did. Then he heard a males voice and glancing to his right spotted a guy just in time to watch him fall from the trees. Matty winced in sympathy and quickly strode over and offered out a hand..the hand was darker then his own, larger and the arm was bulging with muscles that were not his.<br><div class="floatleft">(http://www1.pictures.zimbio.com/mp/6-3GYBO_v58l.jpg)</div><br>Shaking his head Matty decided to worry about his looks when the group was safe, addressing the guy on the group he asked "Hey, you ok?" Glancing up at the impending stampede Matty suddenly felt the need to take command of the group. Yanking the injured guy onto his back he quickly strode back to the blond bombshell and the gorgeous brunette along with a rather adventurous looking man.<br><br>"Ok, I know none of us know what's going on but we need to think of a way out of the current situation first! So what do we know about our abilities? How can they help us reach safety?" He asked. Looking at each of them. He tapped his chest like the unseen voice had suggested earlier and read out his "abilities" to the others "Looks like I have general strength and stamina, well that explains the running and the fact I can lift this guy" he said with a small bump of the man in his back.
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